Myrna had just decided Dragonbridge was her best bet to find Ilia, or at least news of her, when four Solitude guards came hurrying down the hill past her, turning toward the docks. "May as well see what that's all about," she said to herself, following them at a slight distance. They headed for a small crowd that was gathered toward the far end of the dock....
Iona gazed longingly out over the lake toward the sun setting over the mountains to the west. A bottle of Black-Briar mead, half empty, sat on the table in front of her on the back porch of Honeyside. Where, she wondered, was her thane, the mysterious Myrna, who had stormed into her life and then vanished almost as quickly? Raised from birth to be a soldier...
~Note from Crab~ First of all, Alice, calling your friends 'slaves' is silly, second of all, Malice and Malena, you're little Skyrim stuff, done, here, eat! Also, I am back after a rather harsh sickness! But not even a cold can't keep Crab down! ~End of note from Crab, drawing of crab~ ***** Behind any invading force is a tyrant, a creature sadistic enou...
Haafingar Hold, Near Solitude Babette was scared shitless! For the second time in one-night, she was over a thousand feet in the air, riding on the neck of a dragon, with her arms wrapped tightly around the waist of Naadia. "When will this be over with," she shouted, as the winds whipped past her, "I think I'm getting sick." Looking back over her shoulde...
In the coming fight, Lyara could not help but be impressed with the skill Vilkas displayed. He handled his sword like it was an extension of his arm. Between them, they killed the Silver Hand distributed about the base. Lyara lead the way, and Vilkas was quite comfortable allowing her to do so once he saw her skill with the bow. Having half the people dead e...
After Lydia and I sought out Klimmek, we returned him his satchel. It was the late evening now, and all of Ivarstead was in a tense edginess. Surprisingly, there was a couple more wailing noises from the barrow last night, and the guards were all on alert. It reminded me about Wilhelm's request for us to check out the ruins, but I was so tired after the hike...
An adoring graduate student fantasizes about her advisor. ***** I've thought about it more times than I'd like to recount. Many different ways in many different situations. In one instance, we'd just gotten a huge grant and I walk in to his office to celebrate. Of course, I close the door behind me and go in for a hug, holding him just a beat too long. He...
Chapter 33 -- Good Rats (It gets a little weird about a third of the way in. Only briefly, and not detailed, but I had a good chuckle to myself when the idea came to mind, imagining a variety of reactions.) ***** "You're going to Riften?" Aela asked as we lay together in bed, the same day I'd returned to Whiterun. "Aye. An old friend of Delphine is in...
"Mmmm," Myrna moaned contentedly. "Gods, you taste good." Ilia nuzzled up to the Dragonborn, and could smell herself on her lover's lips and face. "Thank you. You're not bad, either." "Not bad? Hardly a resounding endorsement." Ilia, a powerful conjurer, called forth a tiny shock of electricity from her finger to Myrna's nipple. "Ow!" cried the Dragonbor...
This is purely for disclaimer purposes, as I wrote in the prologue and the 1st chapter, I do not own any part of the Elder Scrolls video game series. Also using inspiration from popular Xbox ONE "mods," this story is written purely for fun. ***** My eyes flashed open, my mind still fuzzy as my self-waking spell I cast woke me on time, about an hour before...