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Arc 7 Chapter LXXXII: Warding Winterhold

(General POV)

The guardsmen of Winterhold began scrambling the moment they heard the distant roars, those still stuck in the nearby tavern shoving their tables away without a care and even jumping over the big fireplace in the center as they hastily fastened their helmets.

"Move it, move it, move it!" The harsh voice of Garm barked, his hand lashed out and grabbed a man fiddling with his shield by the neck "Fregi, stop being an incompetent little shit and march! They will hit us i...

Arc 7 Chapter LXXXI: Escalating Once Again

A/n: Right then, double chap and all that...

Hopefully this time it won't make me look like an idiot.

(Minthara's POV)

The pitiful little worm trashes around, squealing like a stuck pig as the dragonrending curse makes him even weaker to the trap it was stuck in, the stones now easily penetrating the scales from within.

Furious shouts flatten the ground around me but Reyvin makes sure to lead Alduin's aim away from me while annoying the bastard as much as he could.

Arc 7 Chapter LXXX: Soldiering On

A/n: Felt like playing with a different perspective today, hope you enjoy!

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(Zarok's POV, before the battle began)

My irritation grew with each moment and each step. It was always the silence and anticipation that got to me, not the fighting itself, at least I got to wet my axes when the chaos began, now all I could do was worry about a stray spell ending me before I could react.

"You good there sir?" Percy whispers from my left.

I grunt, letting some of ...

Arc 7 Chapter LXXIX: To Deny A God

A/n: Previous two chapters have been slightly edited (mostly for better flow but if I had to name the most impactful change is Reyvin and Minthara spending an hour going around the Kynesgrove camp and fucking with the mineshaft entrances)

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(Reyvin's POV)

While the crowd gasped and exclaimed at the sudden arrival my mind went into overdrive as I began observing every single bit of the upcoming battlefield. The entire camp was growing restless and some of the id...

Arc 7 Chapter LXXVIII: Infiltrating Kynesgrove

(General POV)

A legionary grunts as his fellow soldier elbows him in the side, his prompt backhand interrupted by a curious whisper "Oi Percy, what do you think the higher ups are talking about?"

"Oh I don't know Gunnar, could it be something about the fucking dragons we are about to try and kill?" Percival rolls his eyes and shoves the Nord lightly, barely moving him at all.

"You don't bloody say." Gunnar scoffs, rolling his shoulder "Think we are rushing into this too quic...

Arc 7 Chapter LXXVII: Introductons And Deductions

A/n: Not terribly exciting I know, but I gotta build up to the fight somehow :P

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(General POV)

"-Why insist on tiring yourself unnecessarily?" Tullius attempts to convince his secret superior to get a horse for the third time since they left the city.

Minthara grumbles some rather unkind words to herself, thankfully having the presence of mind to keep them as quiet as possible, and looks up to the mounted General "And I've already told you that I dislike riding." ...

Arc 7 Chapter LXXVI: The Quarrelsome Quintet

"NYEH HEH HEH HEH!" The oddly pitched noise coming from the higher lich makes me blink in surprise 'I mean I knew calling someone a thing for a while would make them subconsciously lean towards it but good damn that is uncanny.'

'Mind fuckery?' Scorch posits, suddenly making me tense.

But I relax just as swiftly 'Highly unlikely, he'd consider it a waste of time and I doubt he can mindfuck with the best of them.'

The bird himself narrows his currently proverbial eyes but say...

Arc 7 Chapter LXXV: The Great Boner

A/n: Love how y'all suddenly renamed Sybille into Sabine lmao

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(Reyvin's POV)

After offering appropriate retaliation in the form of a summoned bucket of water and earning a hard fought truce by way of a drying spell, the two of us proceeded to simply 'chill out' for the rest of our little break.

Not that Minthara managed to hold on much longer though as the moment we stopped talking she began drifting off and was soon out like a light, despite the ...

Arc 7 Chapter LXXIV: Lounging

A/n: Not terribly satisfied with the latter part of the chap personally but that may just be my doubts being irritating. Do give me your thoughts please!

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A loud slurp echoes throughout a silent room as a bathrobe clad Reyvin considers the scroll in his hand, his other currently occupied by a mug of some thoroughly overpriced coffee "Quieter than usual huh?" He mutters.

"That is the thing Boss, they were quiet even before this." A worried Davos points out "Someone kep...

Arc 7 Chapter LXXIII: Examining The Product

(General POV)

"Ooof" Reyvin lets out a quiet groan as he stretches his arms and back, bones audibly popping for an uncomfortable moment before the movement ceases and he leans his back against the wall once more with a contented sigh "Damn." He mutters "Haven't actually felt my muscles cramping for over a year now."

"You have no right sounding this chipper." Minthara grumbles, pointedly moving as little as possible "My arms feel like I just tried wrestling a dragon."

The lim...

Arc 7 Chapter LXXII: Reforging

A/n: Was almost tempted to split the chap again but I prefer not getting crucified so a beeeg chap for y'all!

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The noise of clashing battle lines greeted me as I approached my totally not personal army's training ground, an aged Dunmer yelling at them as they began fumbling at my approach.

"Squad five keep your damn shields up!" The armored man barked "You can't win any glory if you die like complete idiots so PROTECT. YOUR. DAMNED. COMRADES."

A few of the tra...

Arc 7 Chapter LXXI: More Tinvak

"What in oblivion are you talking about?" Minthara demands, having taken a moment to compose herself "Alduin wants to end the world, why would I not want to face him?"

"As is only natural." Paarthurnax hums in vague agreement "But why do you wish to face him?"

She narrows her eyes "This is one of those trap questions where if I answer with the obvious you get to correct me with something vaguely philosophical and g...

Arc 7 Chapter LXX: Tinvak

A/n: Was going to have the whole meeting in one chap but apparently both I and Partysnacks like rambling a bit too much.

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The snow crunches under our feet with each step we take, the winds still surrounding us barely held back by Minthara’s shout, leaving an odd almost tunnel like passage as a way forward.

“Quite the sight, no?” I ponder aloud, enjoy the moments when the ice would thin and reveal the view of the whole of Skyrim, and even outside it when oppo...

Arc 7 Chapter LXIX: Stormcrowned

Arngeir, eye still twitching, takes a long fortifying breath before looking back up at me "I was doing quite well thank you for asking.” He mutters with false politeness before settling into a frustrated glare “That is until someone decided it would be immensely entertaining to them to have a dragon land before the halls of High Hrothgar!”  

“Dragon?” I ask and look around as if lost “What dragon?”

His glare becomes even dryer somehow “And then, ...

Arc 7 Chapter LXVIII: Sharpening Blades

(Reyvin's POV)

My hands almost buckle as I parry my opponent's strike, redirecting her sword to the side and immediately going in for an upper stab to punish the overextension, only for her to twist far quicker than I am able to even with the aid of magic and deflect the thrust upwards and try and slam my fingers with her pommel.

Not wishing to have my arm shattered I immediately pull back, eliciting a surprised look and buying just enough time to strike back before she could pull...

Arc 7 Interlude III: Dunmeri Dialogues

A/n: Damn, I am getting a bit wordy. 3k words for y'all!

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A Dunmer clad in ebony falls to one knee and begins breathing heavily as the distant air is distorted by massive wings, a loud roar makes him tense once more but it grows ever more distant with each moment.

The sound is swiftly replaced with the groans of the wounded and dying, the air around him covered in ash and smoke making his heart burn with hatred at the beast who had the gall to laug...

Arc 7 Interlude II: The Emperor Strikes Back

A/n: A bit of a lighter interlude next time and we are back to the main story (though honestly I still count this as "main story stuff" seeing as it is rather plot relevant)

(General POV)

"What is it, Jukulus?" The man seated upon the ornate throne marked with rubies questioned in a bored tone, the previous session of the Elder Council had left him with little tolerance for idiocy as he was already incredibly close to just culling the greedy fools and being done with them.

E...

Arc 7 Interlude I: Royally Swamped

(General POV)

"-we can't possibly protect our cattle like this." A weathered Nord farmer complains with grief in his eyes "Every few nights a cow disappears and when I sent my old uncle to keep watch he disappeared as well my King! How are we supposed to protect ourselves from dragons of all things?"

Torygg stops his hand from moving to his face and pointedly does not sigh as he looks down on the farmer from his throne in the Blue Palace, instead he speaks gently but firmly "All t...

Arc 7 Chapter LXVII: Came For Power Of Knife, Left With Power Of God

"You truly do not care for the enormity of what just happened?" Mephala questions, more wryly amused than surprised or annoyed.

I shrug "Someone had to kick his ass in gear, besides change isn't always negative."

She chuckles lightly "Only you Reyvin."

"Of course." I grin and give her a sly look "Speaking off, can I ask a favor?"

She blinks, surprised that I would be the one to initiate "Go ahead."

"Can I have your knife too?" I smile toothily.

She deadpans...

Arc 7 Chapter LXVI: Dagonic Deathmatch

A/n: A beeeeeg (3.2k) chapter for your enjoyment, hope it was good!

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'Well... this feel familiar' Scorch quips as the massive four armed Daedra stares down at us, our surroundings slowly being replaced with the image and impression of burning rock and conceptually wounded terrain paradoxically interspersed with vibrant gardens and beautiful architecture, all in differing states of changing between one another.

The four armed demon tilts its head, showing off the...

Arc 7 Chapter LXV: Literatureception

A/n: Alrighty, this little sidequest arc should finally be done in the next chapter and then we are back to the dreaded main quest (totally wasn't trying to delay it I pinky swear!)

Also gimme that sweet delicious feedback! Y'all are far too silent for my liking.

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A harsh mountain wind whipped around the small bubble of still air surrounding me as I leisurely traipsed my way across winding goat trails up the easternmost section of the Druadach mountain range kn...

Arc 7 Chapter LXIV: Meat Issue

A/n: Too slow or too quick? Gib me de feedback!

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(General POV)

A quintet of terrified Nords stumbled through the thick woodland that surrounded their once home, the explosions of fire and lightning coming from the fortified settlement of their great clan telling them in no uncertain terms that things would never be the same.

They weaved through the ancient trails which led to their hidden shrines, hoping against hope that their ancestors' sanctums would be able t...

Arc 7 Chapter LXIII: Seeking

The doors slam in front of my face followed by a threatening shout "And don't come back!"

I sigh and massage my forehead "Well, that went just about as bad as I could have expected."

Morrigan titters into her hand, badly failing to keep her amusement from showing "Well what did you expect? People won't cower in fear and tell you their life stories if you hide your identity."

"Yeah yeah." I wave her off "Can't tip the fuckers off."

We start walking down the wooden platf...

Arc 7: Chapter LXII: The Witch of The Swamps

A/n: A good ole' throwback!

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(General POV)

A raven haired and amber eyed woman hummed lightly as she used a mortar and pestle to slowly grind a clump of vibrant mountain flower petals into a fine paste, lazily tossing it into a bubbling cauldron and causing the whole thing to suddenly change color from a sickly green to a majestic and lively red in a near instant.

Satisfied with her perfect timing she smirked, moving her hand to a leather bound tome sitting n...

Arc 7 Chapter LXI: Frustrating Confrontation And Sky Haven Temple

A/n: A bit of a ramblesome chapter, and I do oh so love rambling!

It did stretch to almost 3k words so there is that :P (nvm it went over 3k lmao)

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(Minthara's POV continued)

Our steps echo throughout the ancient halls, the shallow staircase curving sharply to the side and making it impossible to see more than a few meters in front of us. I could feel Lydia growing apprehensive at the claustrophobic space but thankfully the world did not force me to deal with ...

The Dreaded Scheduling Moment

I am afraid that I must curse you, my dear readers, with some real talk as it were.

It has come to my attention that my current pace is rather ruinous for both my productivity and creativity, the sheer amount of chapters just does not give me enough time to rest my head and come up with new ideas quickly enough all the while not getting sick of what I am doing at the same time.

And so I have come to what one might call an executive decision for both the health of myself and that o...

Arc 7 Chapter LX: The Ravaging

(Reyvin's POV)

Lightning danced from my fingers as it struck the retreating figure, its form buckling as its wing was nearly sheared off but still managing a quick retreat as it righted itself.

I click my tongue in annoyance and turn to the destroyed village the dragon had decided to 'visit' before I came and showed him the error of his ways "Another fucking coward." I mutter as I pass by the hunched from of Alor "You good there?" I ask the Falmer.

He coughs, forcing another...

Arc 7 Chapter LIX: Jurgen's Horn

As my steps echoed throughout the now empty portal room a small part of me cursed my inability to predict Alduin doing something like this... The sheer fucking panic that was bound to spread in the wake of his half-a-world-wide declaration could potentially do as much damage as the rebellion.

Which was his goal to begin with I realize immediately.

But how does one prepare for facing something like that? The terrible force of nature once thought to be a thoughtless beast waiting fo...

Arc 7 Chapter LVIII: Escalation

"Well... that put a damper on things." Torygg's awkward hiss broke the silence as our select group commandeered one of the palace's private rooms.

"They had to be properly informed." Minthara shrugs from her seat close to my own "And it isn't like they were about to go celebrating anyway." Her flippant expression morphs into a scowl "The undead made sure of that."

Tullius' newly regrown fingers twitched as phantom pains flared "As useful as a celebration would have been, getting r...

Arc 7 Chapter LVII: Settling Windhelm Affairs

(Reyvin's POV)

"Thanks." I mutter to the legionary who had just given me a steaming cup of coffee, quickly splashing a bit of stamina potion into the mix I took a gulp, completely ignoring the searing heat of the drink, and sighed in relief.

My peace was, of course, disturbed almost immediately "Oi, brat."

I lazily tilt my head to a Harald who now looked more dead than the undead we were stuck fighting for two whole days "What?"

"You got some more of that?" He points a...