Posted September 16, 2017
Sylos squinted at the sun, judging its position. “We’ve got only a few hours till the sun’s down, I want this whole camp packed up by nightfall!” He groaned at the voice of his commander. Their ragtag “army” was much more freeform and less discipline...
Posted September 6, 2017
Arlya’s POV This wasn’t happening. I blinked. I blinked again, keeping my eyes closed this time. When I opened them, the student was still there. “You put on the magic ring you found in the ancient ruins. The ruins we found had a secret extension, which is now bei...
Posted August 19, 2017
Arlya’s POV Today is a day for reflection. For the past. I was planning on researching a bit more into Restoration magicks, planning on getting the proper salts needed to help with the Destruction magicks. But the memories are relentless, and all I can do is wait for Urag to finish st...
Posted August 14, 2017
Jarl Balgruuf studied the letter, a headache already forming. Another push from Tullius to side with the Empire. The general was getting impatient, and Balgruuf wasn’t sure how much longer he could delay his answer. Pushing the letter aside, he studied the latest series of dragon attacks, seei...
Posted August 14, 2017
Threads of fate intertwine. A thief, bleeding whole cities dry. A husband, grief stricken, driven by vengeance. A mage, determined to return to her home, and burn the Thalmor to the ground. A war, leaving widows and orphans in its wake. A Dragonborn, not yet seen. ...