Hircine wasn't one to willingly go and seek out his fellow Princes.
He prefers being secluded, focusing on his Hunts and his worshipers on Nirn, than interacting with the other Princes of his own free will.
If they come to him first, for one reason or the other, then he won't turn them away – Unless it's Sheogorath – and always takes care of his end of the struck deal.
So color him surprised when one of his most beloved children requests him to try and get ...
2024-08-31 18:46:26 +0000 UTC
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"I cannot even come close to comprehend how something such as this was created." Farengar muses as he examines the Dragon Priest mask on the table between us.
His eyes were full of awe and intrigue as he stares at it intently, as expected of a Mage that is hungry for knowledge.
"Well, a human did not make this, of course." I point out, drawing his gaze towards me, "Dragon Priests were gifted these masks by their Dragons, who are their creators." Picking it up, I twirl it a bit and...
2024-08-17 16:01:51 +0000 UTC
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A hiss of pain leaves his lips as Irileth fixes his broken nose without even giving him a chance to take a breath.
The crack is loud, the pain is worse, and his eyes sting, but Balgruuf sucks it up thanks to the power of the fine mead coursing through his veins, and the still running adrenaline from the wild battle of the night.
"I do reprimand you often, my lord…" Irileth starts, glowing eyes staring at him in a very disapproving way as she cleans her bloodied hands, "But a bra...
2024-08-12 17:52:32 +0000 UTC
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What was she witnessing right now?
"You ain't shit!"
Awooo- Boom!
"Yo' ugly ass mama ain't shit!"
Awooo- Boom!
"Yo' daddy ain't shit!"
Awooo- Boom!
"Yo' Dragon ain't shit!"
Awooo- Boom!
"Yo' drip ain't shit!"
Awooo...
2024-07-24 02:01:46 +0000 UTC
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The bisected carcass of the Dragon crashes down upon the Undead army with the force and speed of a meteorite, sending waves of earth and dust in all directions.
As one, the other two Dragons steered clear of the charging Dragonborn, seemingly cowed under the overwhelming strength contained within that effortless slash delivered by Aurelia.
Her incredible strength and kill of a Dragon in a single blow raised the morale of the army to even higher levels, despite the fact that the tw...
2024-07-20 01:53:22 +0000 UTC
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Adventuring had its ups and downs.
At first, she was nervous. Oh so very nervous. Used to the safety of her own city's walls, then forced on the road, with nothing but with what was left of her departed parents.
It took her two winters before she became comfortable traveling. It took her months to discover many of its ups and downs.
Resting out in a forest, or a valley, allowed her to gaze upon the ocean of stars above, which always draws her awe and gaze.
Sometimes, s...
2024-07-16 22:37:18 +0000 UTC
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Packing the bags was swift, yet quiet. Hildr could tell that despite her earlier excitement, Gretel did not feel good about just leaving all of a sudden.
Her glances towards their granny's room told Hildr everything… But at the same time, she could do nothing.
The elderly lady was gone. Making her remember them, sometimes, took too much effort.
Effort that, several minutes later, would go to waste as she swiftly forget them once more.
Other times she'd just sit on he...
2024-07-12 03:48:07 +0000 UTC
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"Leo, you okay?" I snap myself out of the emotional shock of having Paarthurnax himself give me a disappointed look to gaze at Aurelia's beautiful and worried face.
My gaze remains on her face for a short second before I shake my head, "Yeah, just didn't expect for the big guy to appear before us." I hum, dusting off my robes before resting the bottom of my staff on the ground.
Why is Paarthurnax even here?
I'm not complaining, for he probably saved my bony ass by s...
2024-06-28 19:46:41 +0000 UTC
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"It has been a long time since I had the honor
2024-06-23 12:31:11 +0000 UTC
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"Looks like we are in a bit of a pickle, huh?" I drawl out as I cross my arms, my gaze fixed towards the enormous footprint – or clawprint – in the ground, showing the passage of the enormous titan that Alduin brought back to life recently.
"I hate pickles…" Gretel mumbles aloud from behind me, and I nod in agreement at that.
I hate the damn things too.
"No wonder those guards never made it back…" Hildr muses, a frown visible in her lone green eye as she gla...
2024-06-13 01:38:23 +0000 UTC
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"You alright?" I perk up at Lyney's soft question, throwing a glance his way as I clean the top of the counter. Useless action, as I already did it when the shop opened up, and I am doing it now that it's closed mostly to distract my mind.
And my hands. I keep wishing for Bladey to be in my grasp, but that's just… I'd just resort to violence uselessly.
A part of me demands I be protective, while another part prefers to be rational and calm.
Why am I so fucking prone to...
2024-06-06 21:51:35 +0000 UTC
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Aurelia had to admit… She both liked and hated Skyrim.
The sights were breathtaking, some of the people were incredibly loyal and wonderful, warriors she'd willingly fight with until the end.
And then there's the kind of people that do not like outsiders. Not one bit.
All of Falkreath was made up of these people, who ignored her questions or downright screamed her way.
She prided herself on her patience, but it was wearing very, very thin after so much rudeness for n...
2024-05-28 00:04:12 +0000 UTC
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"Hircine… asked you for a favor?"
"Yup."
"...The black cat in our living room back then was Hircine?"
"Yup."
"The Daedric Prince Hircine?"
"Exactly that one."
"And he asked you for a favor?"
"You have asked me that question seven times now."
"Sorry… I just can't wrap my head around this."
"And said those exact words five times now."
Poor Aurelia, she looks close to fainting right now. Perhaps I shouldn't have dropped this bomb wh...
2024-05-17 21:39:00 +0000 UTC
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"There is a quote that I quite like. It goes like this; 'Those who don't learn from History, are doomed to repeat it.'" His voice was calm. Warm even. His steps calculated, his gaze relaxed and roving around in mild disinterest.
His existence a void I can only gaze upon and not listen to, as all I get back is just nothingness.
"This quote fits today's Hero Society quite well. Why, you may ask… That is because it's doing the same mistake that led to the Dark Age a long t...
2024-05-12 13:58:51 +0000 UTC
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"Leonidas, cease and desist."
"I'm going to have an aneurysm if I keep holding myself back."
"You cannot have an aneurysm, you dolt."
"Gonna give myself a fuckin' concussion then!"
"You can't feel that either…" Aurelia sighs, dragging me bodily across the ground even as I snarled and outright fucking barked towards my nemesis. The bane to my existence.
The motherfucker who had a youtuber kill him once a day for who knows how long.
Nazeem...
2024-05-05 18:52:29 +0000 UTC
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"What do you find so fascinating in them?"
2024-04-27 22:16:20 +0000 UTC
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"You have a request for me?" I parrot, mostly out of pure surprise and disbelief, as I stare at the pitch black cat sitting on the table before me.
Said cat nods while absentmindedly licking his paw, "Not just me. Some of the other Daedric Princes will surely have requests for you in the future. And of course, there will be rewards."
"Be it valuable information that some would die for, or tools that can assist you and your friend. Or even Arti...
2024-04-16 17:21:28 +0000 UTC
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You know, I could have never imagined that Dragons could talk shit- Or, well… Curse at you with all the vitriol and anger of a hungry, drunk, overworked and racist Italian grandpa from the south.
I mean, Dragons have the greatest form of talking shit – the Thu'um – of all, so potent that it can change Reality and is a pivotal part of their battles.
This Dragon I just fought? Ain't got no Thu'um, motherfucker had pure fucking hate and racism
2024-04-13 01:02:57 +0000 UTC
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Aurelia gulps as her shaking hand grasps the handle of her blade, her throat and mouth feeling dry and parched from the raw heat pouring off the beast standing before her.
The red dragon cut an imposing figure, and its presence just screamed pure power.
This Dragon before her was far stronger than the one Leonidas all but bullied out of the sky. She could feel it on her skin and in her bones, the hair on the back of her neck standing on end- And not due to the cold.
2024-04-08 01:57:17 +0000 UTC
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Needless to say that the Necromancers did not surrender despite being scared shitless.
"W-What the fuc-" One of them started before going quiet when Aurelia effortlessly cleaved one of the staggered Death Knights in half with a lazy swing of her greatsword.
It is clearly enchanted against the Undead, as I can see the slashed parts have seemingly melted under the blade as it passed through.
So the possible holy enchantment sets fire to the Undead, similar to how the Dawnb...
2024-04-04 00:19:57 +0000 UTC
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“That should be the Dragon Mound.” I muse softly as the horse comes to a slow halt, my gaze locked onto a large circular shaped hill the size of a house and with a flat surface.
It’s surrounded by a carpet of circular rocks and debris of what look like a building of sorts. One that crumbled due to the erosion of time.
It is also surprisingly close to the main path we took to travel north, making it easy to spot, especially due to it’s rather eye-catching and unique appeara...
2024-03-30 04:25:14 +0000 UTC
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“Leonidas?” I perk up as the door to the room is slowly pushed open after a faint series of knocks, startling me out of my thoughts.
Aurelia steps in, her large armor and sword having been forgone for a civilian attire of white upper robes and dark blue leather pants with high boots.
Her long hair were held up in a ponytail, and she looked like she came straight out of a bath.
Damn is she breathtaking. “Yes?” I thought she had wanted to run some errands...
2024-03-30 04:19:50 +0000 UTC
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Aurelia had heard stories of Nords being… very boisterous, especially after a battle. Of how they celebrated victory and saluted the fallen by drinking and partying and… beating each other up?
Her eyes stray away from the drunken brawl, slightly amused at the women cat-calling the bare-chested and sweaty man punching each other in the face.
The moment the battle was over, the Companions called for a party that took place in the enormous Jorrvaskr and nearly half of th...
2024-03-30 04:13:06 +0000 UTC
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There was a momentary lapse of silence. Of just quietly staring towards the sunset-lit horizon while distant roars reached us.
A momentary lapse of 'Yes, that is a fucking Dragon.' and 'By the fucking Divines, it's breathing fire!'.
But, while everyone just stared in horror at the distant Dragon while connecting the dots, my recent new friend stared in horror for a different reason that I can easily guess.
On our way here, she had told me about the Dragon that attacked Helge...
2024-03-30 04:09:57 +0000 UTC
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"I have two questions."
Aurelia hums from behind me, "And what might they be?"
"First…" I start, then turn around to look at her following behind me. Arms crossed, flat stare on her face. "Why are you keeping such a careful eye on me?" She raises a brow my way, as if to say 'Are you really asking me that?'- Which, fair. "I mean, we are far from Riverwood now."
We started our travel towards Whiterun two hours ago, and we are now right by the side of the mo...
2024-03-30 03:59:42 +0000 UTC
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"What was that!?"
"What was what?"
"T-That… glowing thingy!"
"'Twas nothin' but my sheer magnificence radiating forth." Aurelia's eyes narrow, a minuscule pout forming at the edge of her lips at my teasing, "Nothing harmful, I swear." Her narrowed lilac eyes – and ain't that some surprising eye-color – relax faintly before flicking away from me.
"If you say so…" Her shoulders relax, and if I could, I'd smile at her concern despite being someon...
2024-03-30 03:55:52 +0000 UTC
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A story where a normal man dies and awakens as an undead being in Skyrim.
And decides to make it everyone's problem.
[You have died.]
Oh shit, forreal?
You know, I didn't notice that little tidbit even when a fucking train ran me over while I was in the fucking bathroom!
How in the fuck is that even possible?!
We went from Truck-kun to T...
2024-03-30 03:51:52 +0000 UTC
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Their blades were a flurry of steel and sparks, each clash backed by enormous amounts of force, causing the land to quake and the air to boom.
Their arms were a blur, their legs locked into a dance of blood, excitement and death.
Their blades rent the air, each swing leaving behind super-heated air and a distant ear-piercing howl, showcasing the amount of power and speed backed behind their weapons.
Yet neither of them gave in, forcing the land around them to collapse and be...
2024-03-26 03:46:59 +0000 UTC
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“Albert Waldstein?” I repeat as I stare up at t
2024-03-10 02:08:29 +0000 UTC
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She’s quiet.
I brush my fingers along Meteria’s cheek and move a strand of her soft hair behind her ear, yet she remains quiet, seated on my lap and resting herself against my chest while hugging me.
“I half-expected you to scream at me.” I point out softly, reaching down so to hug her close and tight, something I can tell makes her very happy.
All the others left after our initial plans – With Juno having dragged off the fake knocked out Goddess so to leave me...
2024-02-24 20:42:24 +0000 UTC
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