Author's note. My home-wifi is shut off for now, partly because I need to cut down on costs, and partly because I am adamantly against my former ISP's policy regarding net neutrality, and will be searching for a competitor ISP when I can afford it again. In the meantime, I must rely on alternatives to home internet. Also, in my personal copy of Skyrim, I kee...
The lone warrior trudged into the northern mountain town, battle-weary but victorious, the slain dragon's blood still wet on his blade. The folk of Morthal watched him with a mixture of fear and wonder. The braver few, the drunkards and the children, cheered to him, called out in thanks and congratulations for his slaying of the mountain wyrm that had torme...
"We're routed, fall back!" a lone surviving bandit shouted desperately as he gripped his bleeding, shattered arm. He jumped over a log that had fallen outside of Falkreath, the sunset shining a crimson light through the emerald trees. Just as he thought he had escaped his fate, an orcish arrow flew into his back, knocking the air out of his body as he droppe...
Lake Geir Grimjulf woke to the sound of horses entering the camp. He had been dreaming about her again, and opened his eyes to an ache that demanded relief. It was not yet morning even though the thrushes had begun to stir in the leaves overhead, and he guessed it was still several hours before dawn. He tried to roll over, but the rigidity in his groin and...
Thanks for everyone's patience! As always, all characters are over 18. ***** Day 8 continued. I wolfed down the food provided (a perfectly cooked steak) and waited around in the hotel suite, wondering what would happen. What did Big Brother mean by 'roommates'? I thought over the bizarreness of the past few weeks. I'd entered a reality TV show, calle...
Chapter 13 - Crossing a Line ***** Aranea was living at my place. No, we were not intimate. She was simply a friend, offered to be my steward, and would offer to accompany me on the road if and when I chose to head off on another adventure. I guess I didn't really need a steward, but more importantly, it gave her a roof over her head, and I suggested she g...
Chapter 20 - Silence Broken ***** Astrid didn't lie. She found reason to visit Riften rather quickly, no more than a couple of weeks after my own visit to the Sanctuary. Of course, she knew where I lived, and Haelga was at my place when Astrid knocked on my front door. I found the two women meeting rather amusing. Haelga was blunt in her questioning as to...
This is my second Skyrim-themed story. In response to feedback, it's a lot more in depth than my first. Feel free to leave me suggestions for more Skyrim stories in the comments... -------------------------------------------------- In the Ratways deep beneath the town of Riften, the senior members of the Thieves Guild gathered at the traditional time in...
So, I will warn you now. I got a little bit carried away with a certain scene and ended up writing something I've never written before. I'll put it simply. There is a group sex scene -- M/M/M/F -- which will involve man on man contact. So if you don't like that, skip it. I'll even tell you where it is -- near the end. It's not particularly graphic and it's o...
Chapter 29 - Blast from the Past ***** We rode into Morthal before sunset. On first glance, it was probably the most depressing town I'd ever laid eyes upon, not surprised that in all the time I'd been in Skyrim that I'd probably passed the town but never actually been in it. As we rode past the jarl's longhouse and dismounted outside the tavern, we looked...