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Title: The Shezarrine - a Skyrim story
Post by: Wotan on September 07, 2017, 04:03:04 PM
This is my new Skyrim story. Click on thumbnails to see the large Picture.
Title: Re: The Shezarrine - a Skyrim story
Post by: Wotan on September 07, 2017, 04:21:20 PM
My name is Bronkah Dovahkiir. This is my story. It Begins where it might have ended -- if fate had not intervened...
The Imperials had caught Ulfric Stormcloak, Jarl of Windhelm and leader of the rebellion. The civil war could have ebded this day. But the black dragon had other ideas...

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Here we were on the road to Helgen, to our execution and on to Sovngarde...
"Sic transit gloria Imperii - So passes the glory of the Empire", I thought to myself.

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I was called up to the block after the brave Stormcloak Soldier. But then, out of seemingly nowhere...


The dragon saved my Life, but I was far from safe yet...

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I followed Ralof, the Stormcloak Soldier into the keep...


We made it out together. Now we were on the road to the village of Riverwood...
Title: Re: The Shezarrine - a Skyrim story
Post by: Wotan on October 10, 2017, 11:59:48 AM
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Riverwood, quaint little village in Whiterun Hold. We were the first to arrive from Helgen. No one was the wiser to what had just happened - yet. But an old woman had certainly seen the huge black dragon fly from the scene.
Ralof introduced me to his sister Gerdur's family. We told them what had just happebed, leaving out the horrible details and the damning evidence of the failing Empire's unjust cruelty we found during our escape. It was very nice to meet a true Nord family. Gerdur gave me the key to their house, saying I was Always welcome. She had a favor to ask, though - Riverwood was defenseless against a dragon. I should go to Whiterun asap and speak to the jarl. I bade my new friends Farewell...


Some fool outlaws thought they owned the village or something. I showed them what we Nords do with villains.


En route to Whiterun I caught up to an Imperial patrol and their prisoner. I would have slaughtered the damned elves' toadies without hesitation had it not been for the proximity of town and the high risk of someone stupid witnessing me dispensing justice on these stupid criminals. I was seething with hatred inside, but had to steel myself from doing something rash. The blasted bastards were lucky I didn't put them to the sword.

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There was a giant rampaging through the farms just outside the city. The Companions - a warrior Guild based in Jorrvaskr in Whiterun - were alredy fighting the creature. I helped them finish it off. Afterwards I briefly spoke to Aela who encouraged me to speak to their Harbinger, a counselor of sorts, named Kodlak Whitemane.
Title: Re: The Shezarrine - a Skyrim story
Post by: LadyM on October 10, 2017, 12:45:48 PM
Your pictures are beautiful, Wotan!  I'm sure you're loving your new video card! :D
Title: Re: The Shezarrine - a Skyrim story
Post by: Wotan on October 11, 2017, 11:55:47 AM
I was about to enter the city when something caught my Eye in the stables...


How could I not be drawn in by the naked Beauty. She was startled when I approached her, but talking to Sofia she made it clear she didn't want me to leave. I could only wonder what she had been doing Before. Her breath was still Heavy of alcohol. She even sniffed out I was carrying some mead and wine in my pack. As things turned out she was an easy conquest, all I had to do was to share my drink and she was more than willing to satisfy my desires...


Come morning, Sofia followed me into the city. The guard at the gate was unwilling to let us pass at first, but when I mentioned Riverwood's pressing matter, what had happened to Helgen, he immedoately let us inside. I made staight for the jarl's hall, with sofia in tow...

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The jarl's housecarl, a stern-looking Dunmer, wasn't that happy we walked in. She obviously thought she should forcibly throw us out. But fortunately Jarl Balgruuf's interest was peeked and he wanted to hear what I had to say. Our conversation ended with the jarl ordering his housecarl to send a contingent of troops to Riverwood - against his stewards advice. Then he showed me to his Court wizard who had a task for me...


Farengar told me he wanted me to go to Bleakfalls Barrow and retrieve an old stone tablet his 'sources' had told him would be there. Of course the wizard didn't want to reveal his source. I already knew the place, an old Nordic ruin in the mountain above Riverwood...


Entering the shop we overheard the trader talking to his sister about some problem. Asking him about it we learned that they had a beark-in, but only one item had been stolen - an ornament in gold in the shape of a dragon claw. Since I was heading for Bleakfalls Barrow with Sofia anyway, I promised him to look for the thief...

Title: Re: The Shezarrine - a Skyrim story
Post by: Wotan on October 12, 2017, 11:38:58 AM
We encountered a pack of wolves on our trip up the mountain path, nothing we couldn't handle. A small Group of bandits had taken refuge in an abandoned Tower up the path. When we left, they were all dead and their valuables were now ours.


Bleakfalls Barrow looked majestic as we neared it. There were a few bandits outside but they didn't prove an obstacle - more a brief nuisance.

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There were more bandits inside, many were already dead near the entrance. But a few had made a camp further in. I began sneaking closer making ready to strike, but Sofia just engaged them with a loud warcry. I could only join the fray and help her take them out.
Deeper down we ran into a huge frostbite spider. She was a real nuisance, but the greatest nuisance was the thief caught in the spider's web. Barely had I cut the bastard down did he scamper off - right into a horde of draugr. The stupid thief got himself killed and we had to deal with the remaining undead. There were lots of them in this ancient ruin.


The puzzle door. It would have ben an impassable obstacle had we not obtained the golden claw from the petty thief. I took a moment to ponder the combination, then I noticed that it was marked on the inside of the golden claw itself. Brother, did I feel stupid, ha ha.


The main chamber. What a Beautiful Place...

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I was drawn in by the ancient Word wall. There was something scribbled down in the language of dragons. It surprised me when I took a closer look and was able to actualy decipher the Writing. "Het nok Faal Vahlok, deinmaar do Dovahgolz ahrk aan fus do unslaad rahgol ahrk vulom ---- Here lies The Guardian, keeper of the Dragonstone and a force of eternal rage and darkness."
The Guardian rose and attacked us as Sofia neared the treasure chest. He was quite a tough bugger. The bastard shouted "Fus Ro Dah -- Force Balance Push" at me and sent me flying like a ragdoll across the Place. It disn't stop me though, just enraged me and between me and Sofia the ancient draugr was vanquished. The Dragonstone we were sent to get was inside the chest. It apeared to be a map of Skyrim with various places around the landscape marked. Could this be some ancient treasure map? It was quite Heavy.
Sofia and I made out way out the back, exiting above an ancient burial site for the wooly mammoths in the region.

Title: Re: The Shezarrine - a Skyrim story
Post by: LadyM on October 12, 2017, 01:45:05 PM
Oh I had such a hard time with that damn door!  I think it was someone on the HoT that told me the correct sequence!
Title: Re: The Shezarrine - a Skyrim story
Post by: Wotan on October 13, 2017, 10:42:57 AM
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Good ol' Dragonstead - my home. Did I say this is where I was born. I decided to hold on to the Little golden souvenir. It's now hanging on the wall, waiting for its friends to make it Company. I'm sure we'll come across many more of these dragon claw keys during our coming adventures. But for now, Sofia and I made ourselves comfortable in my home, well our home I should say. She isn't going anywhere.
Sofia decided to make us something nice for supper...


And the evening ended with a pleasurable exercise in bed...

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At the Bannered Mare in Whiterun I made this blond Beauty, Vilja. She was desperately asking for help finding a pair of thieves who had stolen a bottle from her. Of course I offered to help straight away, if not only to get to know her a little better. We tracked the pair down to the local meadert, Honningbrew just outside of Town - not very far from the farm where I first met the Companions, fighting that giant. The burly Nord talked about a curse. He was very happy to give up the bottle. Vilja could tell I was a bit puzzled. It wasn't just any bottle. It was quite old. She told me she was here in Skyrim trying to find the Eldergleam Sanctuary where she was told to go with the bottle. She didn't seem to know exactly what its contents were. I had Heard of the Eldergleam Sanctuary, but I wasn't sure just where it was. I offered to help her find it. Sofia gave me some cold stares, I think she knew just why I was being so helpful...
Title: Re: The Shezarrine - a Skyrim story
Post by: Wotan on October 13, 2017, 05:44:08 PM
With both women in tow I returned to Farengar, the Court wizard at Dragonsreach, who wasn't alone this time...

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There was this middle-aged woman studying a map. She congratulated me on my successful quest into Bleakfalls Barrow. But before I was able to ask any questions there was an urgent message. One of the guards had returned from the western watchtower - a dragon had attacked. The jarl asked me for Another favor - he wanted me to go with Irileth, his housecarl, and fight this dragon. Sofia and Vilja tagged along with us...


The dragon had definitely been here. Irileth ordered the Place to be searched for survivors. There was one hiding in the tower, urging us to get out of sight Before the dragon returned. But too late...

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Mirmulnir had returned and attacked us. The soldiers fired Arrows at the dragon as it circled the tower, beathing fire at the defenders. As the hulking beast landed, I engaged the dragon with my trusty axe. Sofia and Vilja also engaged in melee with me - brave women. Irileth got the wind knocked out of her by the dragon's tail, but the Dunmer housecarl was quickly back on her feet. The dragon took to the air again and made Another circle of the Tower Before landing a second time...

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Something extraordinary happened when the dragon died. Irileth was content with the knowledge they could be killed. The Nord guards started talking about me as the Dragonborn, even asking me to shout like the dragons. I tried it and let out a "Fus". Indeed I could shout. Before we knew it, a thundering call bellowed down from the mountain, "Dovahkiin!" It was an invitation for me from the Greybeards...

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Jarl Balgruuf was very pleased to hear the dragon was killed. He even mentioned he ha made the pilgrimage to High Hrothgar once in his youth. I decreed I was allowed to buy propert in Whiterun, and it happened a small house was for sale. I had made more than enough Money to buy and decorate this new home from profits selling loot. Now, I was also give the title of Thane of Whiterun and my own housecarl, Lydia.
Title: Re: The Shezarrine - a Skyrim story
Post by: Wotan on October 14, 2017, 03:57:03 AM
The next morning I Went to see Kodlak Whitemane in Jorrvaskr...

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The old Harbinger sent me out to the courtyard to test my mettle with one of the twins. I soon showed him I was no pushover, but it still didn't stop him  - or the others - to treat me like a whelp. Anyway, the other Twin showed me where I could sleep - they obviously didn't know I ws the Thane of Whiterun or the only son of a wealthy couple, a man who owned his own mansion by Lake Illinalta. I was given some errands to run...


Before heading out, I Went to the genaral store and had a Little chat with the owner, one Breton named Belethor...


Me and my two Lovely ladies Went about and did my task for the Companions...


Then, come the evening, we freshened up at the shore of the lake, outside of my mansion.
Title: Re: The Shezarrine - a Skyrim story
Post by: Wotan on October 14, 2017, 12:38:34 PM
On a rainy day we sought shelter in an abandoned building...


Vilja and Sofia can be quite ruthless when peeved - don't go antagonize them like thse outlaws did:


Falkreath. The guard asked us if we've seen a dog. Apparently the smith had asked them to keep an Eye out. The blacksmith even gave me a piece of meat to lure the dog.

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The jarl of Falkreath wanted us to go kill the leader of a Group of bandits. Sofia seemed quite eager to bloody her sword...


After visiting the jarl, we Went to the inn. Vilja turned out to be quite the party girl when she had imbibed some drink. I could take advantage of that to satisfy my carnal desire - if it were not for my heart. I didn't feel like taking that advantageof her. I had done that with Sofia, but she didn't resent me for it. Sofia seems to like the sex, though I Think she may be afraid of conceiving. The drink certainly helps her overcome thse fears, at least when Rolling in the hay.

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Title: Re: The Shezarrine - a Skyrim story
Post by: Wotan on October 15, 2017, 04:09:18 AM

Embershard Mine, that's where we were headed to kill the bandit leader as requested by Jarl Siddgeir of Falkreath...

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The mine turned out to be quite larger than I had expected. There were lots of outlaws inside, thankfully they were spread out and we could pick them off a few at a time...


When we had finally cleared the whole mine, Sofia was quite weary and she felt queasy. Vilja was concerned she had caught something and wanted to make her a cure disease potion. I figured the cause was something less serious and much more joyous. Sofia didn't look pale or anything you'd expect if she had caught an affliction. Vilja, too, caught on soon enough. We stayed the night and used the bandits' sleeping bags. Come morning we set out for Dragonstead. Vilja and I left Sofia there...


And as time passed, our suspicions about sofia's condition were confirmed...
Title: Re: The Shezarrine - a Skyrim story
Post by: Wotan on October 16, 2017, 11:34:42 AM
Jarl Siddgeir of Falkreath Hold informed me there was room for a new Thane. But he could only grant this title to someone known throughout the hold. Ergo, I help his people, I get named Thane...

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First I made an investment in the alchemist's shop. Then, with Vilja in tow, I began looking for other people to help... The old Altmer priest tending to the vast graveyard had lost his journal during an adventure into a cave. Vilja and I set out to find it for him...

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The Place was full of necromancers. Vilja seemed to share my distaste for this practice. She was relentles in her attacks and showed no mercy, not that thse evil mages ever deserved mercy.


We found the old wizard's journal and returned it to him. The jarl was pleased with our efforts and happily grated me the title of Thane of Falkreath. There was a plot of land for sale at the price of 5000 Septims. Its location wasn't very far from my own mansion. In my mind I already had visions of how I wanted it to look - a home for me and Vilja to raise Children one day soon. Well, first I had to capture her heart. I Think I we got along quite well. This friendship would surely turn to love eventually. I just had to bide my time...

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Lakeview started to take form. Work often continued until after dark. This doesn't mean I had forgotten about my Sofia, not at all. This lovely lady was carrying our child. I made sure to visit as often as possible. I wasn't very surprised she chose to stroll about in the nude. She seemed to prefer to be unclothed even Before she bame with child. But the main reason must be the Heavy lactation. Her breast were just leaking rivers of milk, and the baby wasn't due for some time yet. Then, I had Heard this was how it is with women in our family. It had been so for my mother and her mother before her.

Title: Re: The Shezarrine - a Skyrim story
Post by: LadyM on October 16, 2017, 03:53:05 PM
I can't wait to get back to Fallout with the pregnancy mod!  I was having a blast with that mod!  Great screenies, Wotan!
Title: Re: The Shezarrine - a Skyrim story
Post by: Wotan on October 17, 2017, 11:09:55 AM
The days followed one another...


While Sofia grew closer to full term, work on Lakeview made good process. I expected to be finished with stage 1 at the time the baby was born...

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Once the main hall was completed, work started on the basement...

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It was a good thing the location was so close to the lake. Not only did we put up a small fishing hut, but it was great to Clean up after a hard day's work.

Title: Re: The Shezarrine - a Skyrim story
Post by: Wotan on October 18, 2017, 04:46:26 AM
Sofia gave birth to a Little girl...


Haspina grew quickly, gorged on all of Sofia's milk. She showed great skill with magic, easily Learning the basic spells...

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A dragon thought it was a good idea to assault Falkreath. We proved it wrong very quickly. The jarl was so happy he granted me a new housecarl...


And so it was that the Redguard Rayya joined my staff at Lakeview Manor. I'm thinking I should bring Lydia and see if she's interested in becoming my steward. Development of stage 2 was well under way and should be completed fairly soon.

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Title: Re: The Shezarrine - a Skyrim story
Post by: Wotan on October 18, 2017, 12:23:20 PM
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In Whiterun we met a Young girl, Lucia, begging on the streets. Something had to be done. I couldn't let the Child endure these hardships any longer - I immediately adopted her. Lakeview will make a perfect home for her and Haspina will have a playmate until I have more children. I Think Sofia will be difficult there though. I may have to put my hopes to Vilja. But first we'll see to her quests. That should get me in her good book, so to speak. And from there I should have a much easier time seducing her when the time comes.

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The extension to Lakeview turned out really well. The Girls love the pool and spa. The completed wall makes the home much more secure and the new staff is settling in. This has become my favorite home.
Title: Re: The Shezarrine - a Skyrim story
Post by: Wotan on October 19, 2017, 03:16:46 AM
The Khajiit caravaners were in Town when we visited Whiterun. Well, not in Town exactly - they're not allowed inside the walls because no one trusts them. The Khajiit have a reputation as thieves and smugglers. And they're allied with the Thalmor in the Aldmeri Dominion. These traders though, I wouldn't deem dangerous.


I hired the carriage to take us from Whiterun to Riften...

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A stupid thief though he could extort me of Money upon entering the city. My threats proved him dead wrong...

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At the Bee and barb inn I was approached by Another member of the Thieves Guild. News traveled quickly indeed. He knew I had threatened to kill the thief at the gate, obviously, and offered me to become a member if I performed a small task for him. He wanted me to frame the Dunmer trader in the market for theft by stealing from the Argonian jeweler and placing the item in his possession. Naturally, I wasn't interested. We were here to find the Khajiit bard who had bought Vilja's flute. He was easy enough to find. But he had lost the flute at a game of put the tail on the donkey. It almost sounded like he was describing the Bosmer and the Nord who had stolen the bottle from Vilja in Whiterun. I was told to find the elf in Riverwood. But Before we Went there, I met an interesting lady. Anduniel is a Bosmer bard and spellcaster. She was looking for a place to start her own meadery. I thought the idea was interesting, a competotor to the Blackbriars would be very welcome in my eyes. Anduniel came along with us when we left town...

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Anduniel made a really good companion. She was an exellent shot - which you would expect from a Woodelf. And she was also good with spells. She told me she had lost her amulet fighting Three bears in a cave. We revisited the Cave and I found the remains of her amulet in the gut of a goat the bears had killed. The story ended with Anduniel making a new amulet from the claw of one of the bears we had killed. She was happy so I was happy. That Cave wasn't the only Place we explored together...
Title: Re: The Shezarrine - a Skyrim story
Post by: Wotan on October 19, 2017, 10:33:02 AM

I felt pretty good exploring with all these women along. All Three of them handled Everything thrown at them very well, and Haspina picked up many valuable lessons from them.

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I think Sofia started feeling threatened by Vilja and Anduniel. Why else would she walk around naked in Ivarstead when she still was sober. I can only wonder what sort of influence she has on our daughter.

Title: Re: The Shezarrine - a Skyrim story
Post by: Wotan on October 20, 2017, 04:44:28 AM
We entered the Vilemyr inn...


"Well hello. What's a handsome lad like you doing in Ivarstead?" a Bosmer woman said. "Hello. Who might you be?" I wondered. "I am Zorya. It is a name for the Twin goddesses representing the morning and evening stars. I'm here with my sister, Raya. We just made the trip to the monastery. We go every few years for... contemplation," she said. "Sisters, I can se that, but avowed? I wouldn't have thought," I said. Zorya laughed. "Oh no, we are not monks, just real sisters. You see, our clan holds to the old beliefs, about the wisdom of the ancient dragons. The monks at High Hrothgar teach this, to those who are willing to learn," she said. "You mean the Thu'um?" I said. "The Thu'um? Ah yes, I know what you are referring to, but no, we do not study that, though the priests have taught us some of the philosophy. But I speak of meditation, contemplation of the elements," she said. "A gypsy like yourself must know some songs!" I changed the subject. "Oh, of course I do! I have many songs: ballads, laments, even a few chant. Would you like to hear one?" she said. "Do you have other interests besides contemplation and stars?" I wondered. "Oh yes! I love to dance. That is why I love the springtime, especially in Whiterun, when the wildflowers are in bloom," she said. "You're a bit of a wildflower yourself," I said. Zorya giggled. "You are not the first person to say that. I have also been called wildfire because I like to dance in fields of them," she said.
"Oh, hello. I saw you talking to my sister. She is Always so friendly to strangers. I tell her it's not Always wise," Raya said. "I mean you both no harm, but I understand. It's good to be wary," I said. "That is... reassuring. I have read some stories about kidnappings and murder and... sometimes I take them a Little too much to heart," she said. "Do you read a lot?" I wondered. "Oh yes! Not all in our clan know how to read, but we were taught by Mother. She spent a lot of time in Town markets," she said. "Which are your favorite books?" I wondered. "Ah, now that Changes from time to time. Sometimes I like the histories best. Other times the tales of wild adventure sweep me away! Still, once in a while, I prefer a book of poetry," she said. "What are some of your interests?" I asked. "Well, I love to paint. Flowers, rivers, Mountains... anything about nature. And I like books. Whenever the clan visited a Town, I alays Went straight to the bookstore, while zorya Went to the tavern," she said. "What do you use for paint?" I wondered. "There are many plants with suitable juices for paint. They can be mixed with water for a thin pigment, or with oil for a thicker one," she said. "Do you ever paint people?" I wondered. "People? No, we are not warriors. We do not paint our faces," she said. "No, silly. I mean do you paint portraits?" I clarified. "Oh! Of course that's what you meant. I have, on occation, yes. For special clan occations, marriages, for example, I paint a portrait of the couple," she said.

The Book of the Dragonborn by Prior Emelene Madrine, Order of Talos, Weynon Priory. Year 360 of the Third Era, Twenty-First of the Reign of His Majesty Pelagius IV
Many people have heard the term "Dragonborn" - we are of course ruled by the "Dragonborn Emperors" - but the true meaning of the term is not commonly understood. For those of us in the Order of Talos, this is a subject near and dear to our hearts, and in this book I will attempt to illuminate the history and significance of those known as Dragonborn down through the ages. ... Most scholars agree that the term was first used in connection with the Covenant of Akatosh, when the blessed St. Alessia was given the Amulet of Kings and the Dragonfires in the Temple of the One were first lit. "Akatosh, looking with pity upon the plight of men, drew precious blood from his own heart, and blessed St. Alessia with this blood of Dragons, and made a Covenant that so long as Alessia's generations were true to the dragon blood, Akatosh would endeavor to seal tight the Gates of Oblivion, and to deny the armies of daedra and undead to their enemies, the Daedra-loving Ayleids." Those blessed by Akatosh with "the dragon blood" became known more simply as Dragonborn. ... The connection with the rulers of the Empire was thus there from the beginning - only those of the dragon blood were able to wear the Amulet of Kings and light the Dragonfires. All the legitimate rulers of the Empire have been Dragonborn - the Emperors and Empresses of the first Cyrodilic Empire founded by Alessia; Reman Cyrodiil and his heirs; and of course Tiber Septim and his heirs, down to our current Emperor, His Majesty Pelagius Septim IV. ... Because of this connection with the Emperors, however, the other significance of the Dragonborn has been obscured and largely forgotten by all but scholars and those of us dedicated to the service of the blessed Talos, Who Was Tiber Septim. Very few realize that being Dragonborn is not a simple matter of heredity - being the blessing of Akatosh Himself, it is beyond our understanding exactly how and why it is bestowed. Those who become Emperor and light the Dragonfires are surely Dragonborn - the proof is in the wearing of the Amulet and the lighting of the Fires. But were they Dragonborn and thus able to do these things - or was the doing the sign of the blessing of Akatosh descending upon them? All that we can say is that it is both, and neither - a divine mystery. ... The line of Septims have all been Dragonborn, of course, which is one reason the simplistic notion of it being hereditary has become so commonplace. But we know for certain that the early Cyrodilic rulers were not all related. There is also no evidence that Reman Cyrodiil was descended from Alessia, although there are many legends that would make it so, most of them dating from the time of Reman and likely attempts to legitimize his rule. We know that the Blades, usually thought of as the Emperor's bodyguards, originated in Akaviri crusaders who invaded Tamriel for obscure reasons in the late First Era. They appear to have been searching for a Dragonborn - the events at Pale Pass bear this out - and the Akaviri were the first to proclaim Reman Cyrodiil as Dragonborn. In fact it was the Akaviri who did the most to promote his standing as Emperor (although Reman himself never took that title in his lifetime). And of course there is no known hereditary connection between Tiber Septim and any of the previous Dragonborn rulers of Tamriel. ... Whether there can be more than one Dragonborn at any time is another mystery. The Emperors have done their best to dismiss this notion, but of course the Imperial succession itself means that at the very least there are two or more potential Dragonborn at any time: the current ruler and his or her heirs. The history of the Blades also hints at this - although little is known of their activities during the Interregnum between Reman's Empire and the rise of Tiber Septim, many believe that the Blades continued to search out and guard those they believed were (or might be) Dragonborn during this time. ... Lastly, we come to the question of the true meaning of being Dragonborn. The connection with dragons is so obvious that it has almost been forgotten - in these days when dragons are a distant memory, we forget that in the early days being Dragonborn meant having "the dragon blood". Some scholars believe that was meant quite literally, although the exact significance is not known. The Nords tell tales of Dragonborn heroes who were great dragonslayers, able to steal the power of the dragons they killed. Indeed, it is well known that the Akaviri sought out and killed many dragons during their invasion, and there is some evidence that this continued after they became Reman Cyrodiil's Dragonguard (again, the connection to dragons) - the direct predecessor to the Blades of today. ... I leave you with what is known as "The Prophecy of the Dragonborn". It often said to originate in an Elder Scroll, although it is sometimes also attributed to the ancient Akaviri. Many have attempted to decipher it, and many have also believed that its omens had been fulfilled and that the advent of the "Last Dragonborn" was at hand. I make no claims as an interpreter of prophecy, but it does suggest that the true significance of Akatosh's gift to mortalkind has yet to be fully understood. ... When misrule takes its place at the eight corners of the World. When the Brass Tower walks and Time is reshaped. When the thrice-blessed fail and the Red Tower trembles. When the Dragonborn Ruler loses his throne, and the White Tower falls. When the Snow Tower lies sundered, kingless, bleeding The World-Eater wakes, and the Wheel turns upon the Last Dragonborn.

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I brought Klimmek's supplies when we Went to High Hrothgar. And silly Sofia walked the whole distance without a thread on. She is an odd one, but there is no denying her Beauty. I can't tell if she is doing this out of jealousy or if she's just this way. If it is jealousy, though, she'll be doing this a lot more, as I'm conviced there is going to be many women in my Life to come.


The Greybeards taught me the second Word of Power of the Unrelenting force Shout. Then we continued into the courtyard where they taught me the first Word, Wuld, of Whirlwind Sprint. I was then tasked with recovering the Horn of Jurgen Windcaller from his tomb...

Title: Re: The Shezarrine - a Skyrim story
Post by: Wotan on October 21, 2017, 05:54:06 AM
When we returned from High Hrothgar, a bunch of weirdos - Three in fact - approached us. It was obvious they were looking for me - the Dragonborn...


These whackos had no friendly intentions. One of them summoned a creature out of a nightmare. The tentacled thing made me Think of the Daedric Lord Hermeaus Mora. I couldn't allow any threats to my family. Nor did the guards, they entered the fray on our side. It was a brief and intense battle. On one of the corpses I found a note:

Board the vessel Northern Maiden docked at Raven Rock. Take it to Windhelm, then begin your search. Kill the False Dragonborn known as Bronkah Before he reaches Solstheim. ... Return with Word of your success, and Miraak shall be most pleased.

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Who the hell is Miraak? Some kind of dragon priest, perhaps? Sounds like it.

Anyway, with our business concluded here, we left Ivarstead and headed for Riverwood... And indeed we found the two fools, the burly Nord and his Little Bosmer friend. After some haggling I got the flute from the Woodelf. But talking to my fellow Nord was the weirdest thing - he still talked about being cursed and really thought he had a donkey tail growing. Of course it was all in his head, but there just was no convincing him of it. I had to promise to help rid him of his curse. Silly man.


Our next stop was Dawnstar, where we hoped to find the Redguard bard who had traveled from solstheim on the same ship as Vilja. Apparently he had promised to teach her to play the lute. Becoming a bard meant a lot to this young maiden, and of course I was going to do Everything in my Power to help her. Then, of course, I wouldn't make such an effort if I really didn't think I could could make her mine in the end. When we finally got to the village, a dragon decided to visit, well burn the village and everyone in it. As Dragonborn I couldn't allow that. There was just one way this could end...

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We had arrived at the same time as one of the Khajiit Caravans traveling the land. They and the guards were most helpful in the battle with the dragon. And... of course, they were very much amazed when I absorbed the dragon's soul.
Title: Re: The Shezarrine - a Skyrim story
Post by: Wotan on October 23, 2017, 07:35:22 AM
In the Windpeak Inn in Dawnstar we found Wilbert - the Redguard who had promised to teach Vilja. But when I talked to him he was rather distraught by the loss of his instruments. I promised we'd get them back in Exchange for the lute lessons for Vilja. But the most interesting thing in the inn was that Bosmer vixen. Mareen Nightthorn was her name...
"I Heard you talking to the innkeep about a problem with shipments," I said. "Ehhh... It's nothing for you to worry about. See, it's actually me's been robbing the East Empire Company. I work for them as a responsible trade captain, while on the side, I keep the choiciest bits for the Thieves Guild. I keep a Commission, o'course. Then I take the rest to Riften once a month. Hopefully someday they'll let me run the outpost in Solitude. A few more big jobs should prove I can handle it," she said. "How do you protect your ship while you're away?" I wondered. "Oh, I've explored a Dwemer ruin or two in my Life. Picked up a few o' their technological tricks. The ship's outfitted with secret compartments for smuggling, as well as a few traps for unfriendly footsteps. Why don't you meet me down by the docks in a bit and you can browse my wears in the ship?" Mareen said.


I followed Mareen down to the docks...
"Perfect... just PERFECT!" she said. "What's the matter?" I wondered. "There's a bloody band of Thalmor inspecting the ships! They're looking for mine. Gods, how did they find me? They must have a spy somewhere, or more than one," she said. "Why are the Thalmor after you?" I wondered. "I'd rather not open that chest o' Worms at the moment. I'll just say... we're old enemies. Been dodgin' them most o' my Life. Mow, we can't exactly kill them, with the witnesses here. We'll have to trick them into attacking us first," she said. "Leave that to me," I said with a smile...

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I walked aboard the ship. The Thalmor were annoyed by it, but they didn't attack yet. I had to antagonize them a bit first. I walked up to one of them. "What's a milk-drinker like you doin' here?" asked. "Leave the ship or I'll cut you in half," he threatened. I laughed. "You? A milk.drinker like you? I bet you can't even hold that sword!" I said. That was obviously enough. He lunged at me in a rage. Stupid mistake since I stepped to the side and felled him with a precis axe strike to the neck. The other Thalmor immediately attacked upon the docks quickly turned red with Thalmor blood as we slaughtered them all. We, being my Girls, Mareen, and I...
"Thanks for your help. I'm used to taking out löners now and then, but this was the first time I been cornered by so many. You fight pretty well, and saved me from having to abandon my ship until it was safe to come back," Mareen said. "Why don't you join me for a while?" I suggested. "Me? Join you? I don't Think so, I've Always worked alone. I ain't good in a partnership," she said. "Suit yourself. Goodbye," I said. "Sure, take care. Hey. I'll Think about it. And if our paths cross again, well, maybe it was meant to be," she said.

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Me and the Girls cleaned up the fort Wilbert had directed us to. In the mine below we found the lost instruments. The Redguard bard would be so pleased to have his precious lue back...


Wilbert definitely remembered Vilja now. He even offered her his old lute. But the thing was, we had to go to the Bards College in Solitude and speak to his friend there. Wilbert gave me a letter to prove that he had sent us for it. His friend was a Young bard by the name of Sindra. Vilja was very much looking forward to going to the Bards College.

Title: Re: The Shezarrine - a Skyrim story
Post by: Wotan on October 24, 2017, 10:55:09 AM
Before leaving Dawnstar, we visited the local alchemist...


We then headed straight for Solitude. The first sight we made inside the walls wasn't pleasant, I wish my daughter could have been spared that.

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From the awful execution of Roggvir we went straight to the Bards College...

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Sindra was a very nice young woman. She was happy to give the lute to me after I showed her the letter from Wilbert. Vilja will be so happy. There was even a quest for available for me. Thing was that the jrl had banned the Burning of King Olaf - a festival the Bards College had held annually for ages. One can yunderstand she might find it distasteful, her husband's recent Death and all. But the bards sent me to find a long lost verse to change her mind. Well, first things first. It was late and we needed somewhere to stay... so the inn it was.

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I wish I had remembered what Vilja had said about the snooty Altmer running the Radiant Raiment. We left her shop without buying anything.

Title: Re: The Shezarrine - a Skyrim story
Post by: Wotan on October 27, 2017, 02:17:22 PM
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We searched for a suitable location for Anduniel's meadery. We had to deal with necromancers Before we found the remains of an old inn. It was a very good location, but Anduniel still wanted to look in Falkreath Hold before deciding. Personally, I would be glad to have her closer to Lakeview Manor.

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En route to our destination, we passed Robbers' Gorge. Those bandits were fools to Think they could rob us, even if they outnumbered us three to one.


Just what is it with these stupid outlaws? These ones thought they could extort Money from us by dressing in the gear of the fallen Imperials. Those fools had not even hid the bodies of the dead. Needless to say, those fools will not threaten anyone again.


Dead Men's Respite, our destination. This was where Viarmo had told me we'd find the lost King Olaf's verse of the Poetic Edda.
Title: Re: The Shezarrine - a Skyrim story
Post by: Wotan on October 28, 2017, 09:58:11 AM
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Upon entering Dead Men's Respite we were met by the ghost of the bard Svaknir. No Words were spoken but it was clear he was showing us the way...

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Draugr, giant spiders and many horrors all tried to stop us. But our party endured and conquered...


A door blocked off by a magical barrier none of us could break. I could feel the pull of a Word wall behind it. But there was just no opening this door...

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Our incursion continued and finally, in a small locked room we found the remains of Svaknir. The verse we were looking for was here...

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The ghost of Svaknir broke down the magical barrier and we entered the burial chamber of King Olaf One-Eye...


"Het nok kopraan do Wynjolf ahrk Wuld, wen viintaas tuz vey zeim lahvu do rahgron Ogiim -- Here lies the body of Wynjolf the Whirlwind, whose shining blades cut through an army of angry Orcs."

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Nothing could touch the ghost of Svaknir. While the draugr were occupied with the ghost... and some of my companions, I attacked and destroyed all the draugr who had not yet engaged in combat Before they even rose from their stone chairs. One King Olaf wa dead, the ghost disappeared. We looted the treasure chamber Before leaving.

Title: Re: The Shezarrine - a Skyrim story
Post by: Wotan on October 30, 2017, 04:06:15 PM
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The party's incursion into Dead Men's Respite ended with an excursion to Whiterun - to sell much of the loot from therir successful dungeon dive. Now, there was a curier with a letter for the Dragonborn...

To the Dawnstar Traveler, ... You're a hard person to track down, friend. That's good. Smart. Anyway, I've got some more information about our friends we played with in Dawnstar. Can you come to the Nightgate Inn? Take care you aren't followed. ... An acquaintance

Bronkah could think of only one person who could have sent that letter.


There were so many things on the Dragonborn's agenda, Bronkah had to take a day off at Lakeview just to get his thoughts straight. But for the Dragonborn there is seldom much rest. Not with so many dragons roaming the countryside...

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Another dragon soul absorbed. Bronkah and Anduniel got the opportunity to check out the abandoned inn by Lake Ilinalta. She was very happy with the location in Falkreath Hold. He was quite happy she was happy. He wanted the Bosmer woman close to him. Now they needed to find some help to tear down the ruin and build a meadery on the location...

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Providence brought them to Falkreath, where a builder was just finishing a job for the Jarl. She and her team of workers were free to hire for the job of building Anduniel's meadery. And the price could hardly be better. Bronkah was happy to provide the gold...
Title: Re: The Shezarrine - a Skyrim story
Post by: Wotan on November 01, 2017, 02:01:51 PM
We had Everything to return to the Khajiit bard in Riften. Vilja would finally get her flute back. She was in a very good mood.


But... back at the Bee and Barb, we were met with bad news - Halvdan had beaten us to it. He had threatened the Khajiit who gave Vilja's flute to the hulking Nord. I was furious. If he had shown his face in the iin, I would have broken his face... and probably a lot more.

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Halvdan was hiding out at the Temple of Mara. Vilja gave him a lecture, but he just laughed at her. She would probably have attacked him if it were not for being in the temple and all the witnesses there. I know I would have done the same. As it were, Halvan challenged me to a duel for the flute. We were to meet at midnight.
That night I left my companions behind. Vilja really wanted to come along, but she finally saw reason when I told her Halvan would likely not even show up if he saw her in my company. When it came to the showdown, Halvdan was a pushover. I sent the Little milk.drinker whimpering with his tail between his legs. Vilja was overjoyed to have her beloved flute back.

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The whole family went to Whiterun for some rest and relaxation... and it was an opportunity for Lucia to meet her friends in Town again. The little Imperial girl was very happy. In Whiterun we met the priestes of Kynareth, Danica Pure-Spring. she told us about the Gildergreen - the ancient tree in the middle of Whiterun. It was a pitiful sight, that tree. The priestess told us there might be a way to Wake the tree from slumber, with the sap of the mother tree. We'd have to go to the Eldergleam Sanctuary - just the Place Vilja needed to go on her quest. But first we needed to get a special dagger, called Nettlebane, from a group of Hagravens at Orphan Rock...

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After a brief stop at Lakeview to drop off Lucia, we Went to Orphan Rock. It was crawling with hags. The witches were annoying, but not nearly as annoying as the angry hagraven casting giant fireballs at us. Fortunately noone of us was seriously hurt. We found Nettlebane in the hagraven's belongings. The dagger was used to sacrifice spriggans and it was the only item that could draw sap from the Eldergleam. The ancient tree was immune to all other metals, even enchanted blades. I couldn't wait to see this wonder with my own eyes. And Vilja was eager to go there too...

Title: Re: The Shezarrine - a Skyrim story
Post by: Wotan on November 03, 2017, 01:19:13 PM

Home, sweet home...


Wonderful Lakeview Manor.

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Anduiel's meadery had some uninvited guests. Vilja was devastated that the horse was killed. It belonged to a passing hunter. The meadery itself was almost ready to open. Anduniel had something special planned with her bard friends. She asked me to pass out flyers to invite people to the opening. Of course I agreed to help. Later the same day, a Thalmor patrol passed by. I couldn't Control my anger and attacked them. With my loyal female companions backing me up, the Aldmeri scum very swiftly dealt with.


With all that behind us, it was time to return to Danica Pure-Spring in Whiterun for the next step. We now had Nettlebane and she gave directions to the Eldergleam Sanctuary. I was approached by a pilgrim visiting the temple. Upon hearing our destination he begged to come along. How could I refuse such a devout man such a simple request. We stocked up on supplies before leaving town.
Title: Re: The Shezarrine - a Skyrim story
Post by: Wotan on November 05, 2017, 08:51:52 AM
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We made our way to the Eldergleam Sanctuary. But we Before we reachd the site, of course a dragon attacked...

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We reached our destination at dawn...

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The Eldergleam's giant roots barred our way. But when I brandished Nettlebane, the ancient tree retracted its roots in respect. The pilgrim, though, wasn't happy when he Heard what we were about to do. I asked him if he had a better idea...

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The pilgrim prayed to Kynareth... and the goddess answered. We were presented with a Little sapling to bring back to Whiterun...

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Vilja found someone who could possibly help with her mysterious bottle. Anesia sent me on an errand to the nearby mill. We all Went there while Vilja stayd behind at the sanctuary. At the mill I met Jelena, the woman Anesia had sent me to find. With the Exchange made, we could now return to the Eldergleam Sanctuary and see what Anesia could do about Vilja's bottle. I must admit, I ws rather curious about its contents myself...
Title: Re: The Shezarrine - a Skyrim story
Post by: Wotan on November 06, 2017, 01:20:26 PM
Anesia gave Vilja a long list of ingredients to collect. Vilja immediately gave me half of the list. I could see why she needed help. Some things were trivial to get, other required a bit of effort and luck to find. And then there was the part of the list Vilja kept. I had no idea of Everything on her part that needed collecting, but since she didn't say anything, I thought she would manage...


Danica was a bit peeved at first, that we had not brought back sap from the Eldergleam to revive the Gildergreen tree in Whiterun. But when I explained what the pilgrim had said, she quickly apologized. I Think she was embarrassed she had shown such Little faith in Kyne at first. And in time, the little sapling will grow into a might new Gildergreen...


I visited Jorrvaskr with my entourage. The Companions thought it was time for me to prove myself. Farkas would accompany me to Dustman's Cairn where we would retrieve a fragment of Wuuthrad. It is well to note Wuuthrad is the legendary weapon of the legendary hero, Ysgramor...

Songs of the Return, Volume 7, The Tale of the Jorrvaskr
When at last the rightful claim of Saarthal had been retaken, driving the murderous elves back to their lofty cities, did great Ysgramor turn and let loose the fearsome war cry that echoed across all the oceans. The Five Hundred who yet stood joined in the ovation for the victory and the lament for their fallen peers. It was said to be heard on the distant and chilling green shores of Atmora, and the ancestors knew their time had come to cross the seas.
As the reverberations echoed out and drowned to silence, all looked to Ysgramor, who bore the blessed Wuuthrad, for his next commandment. With his lungs that bellowed forth the fury of humanity, he bade them to continue their march, that the devious Mer might know the terror they had brought on themselves with their trickery.
"Go forth," he roared. "Into the belly of this new land. Drive the wretched from their palaces of idleness. Oblige them to squalor and toil, that they would see their betrayals as the all-sin against our kind. Give no quarter. Show no kindness. For they would not give nor show you the same." (Our great forebear gave this order as he did not yet understand the prophecy of the Twin Snakes, that he would be fated to die before seeing the true destiny of his line.)
Hearing this, the Circle of Captains gathered each their crews unto themselves. From here, they decreed, we will go forth. Let each ship's band make its own way, seeking their fates to the open sun. A night spent in feasting, the Oath of the Companions was sworn anew, with each of the Five Hundred (so they still named their count, in honor of the shields that were broken at Saarthal) swearing to act as Shield-Brother and Shield-Sister to any of the Atmoran line were their fates to ever again entwine.
As the red hands of dawn stretched from the east, so broke the Five Hundred Companions of Ysgramor, setting about their journeys, sailing now across the land with waves of stone and crests of trees flowing under their footed hulls.
The first to break from the grounded fleet was the crew of the Jorrvaskr, who had been formed of Ysgramor's closest friends. Their captain was known as Jeek of the River, so called by the Harbinger himself from their youths passed in glory. When assembling their glistening hull, he sought out the labors of Menro and Manwe, who now bore the native timbers across this new land of Tamriel. Among their fiercest were Tysnal (Who Was Twice-Named), and Terr, his twin and Shield-Brother whose girth was never spoken of to his face. There were others, too, in their band -- Meksim the Walker, Brunl (Who Fought with his Off-Hand), and Yust the Smiler. These and others were sworn to Jeek, and they pushed forth into the shadows where yet the sun had not reached.
Southwards they went, by beast and by foot. Elves they found, though none remain to tell what those battles entailed. The numbers of the Jorrvaskr never faltered, so shrewd were they in battle, with minds as sharp as their blades.
Once, as the sun beat from its high-home, Jonder the Tiny, the one who ran ahead, came over the hill to tell what was seen. Amidst a vast plain his eyes had met a monument of a bird, whose eyes and beak were opened in flame. When his brothers and sisters crested the hill, they too saw its glory, but they were afraid for no elven settlement could be seen to the horizon.
"But this is not seemly," said Kluwe, who went by Loate when hiding his face. "Is not this wide land fit for harvest? Why have not the elves, vile to their core, seen to exploit and tame it?" They asked of their elven captives (for they had many) what they found unfit about these plains. Yet even the captives who still bore their tongues could say nothing of the valley. They looked with fear at the winged colossus, and from their babblings did the warriors of the Jorrvaskr learn that it was older than even the elves themselves. Of those who wrought it solid from its mother-stone, nothing could be said, but it was known to drive a magic almost as old as Nirn itself, some remnant of the gods' efforts to render a paradise in Mundus before the shattering of Lorkhan.
This first of many, this crew of the Jorrvaskr, heathens and ancestors to us all, feared no stories or gods. Indeed, if there was something the elves feared, they would have it for their own. Thus began the labors, once more, of Menro and Manwe, whose eager hands again laid to the Atmoran wood which had born them all across the sea, and what was their ship became their shelter as this valley became their purview until the end of all their days.
Thus began the building of the Great City, circled by the running of the White River, as brought forth by these beloved of Ysgramor, yet but twenty-two of the glorious Five Hundred Companions.

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When we entered Dustman's Cairn, we found evidence that someone had already been there, digging for something. But who? And for what? We found no trace of who they might be - which was odd. You'd expect we would find something. They must've somehow avoided the draugr. Anyway, we soon found our route blocked by a locked portcullis. We started searching for the mechanism to operate it...

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I found the lever, but in the process of opening the path, the portcullis shut behind me. I was locked in with Anduniel, much to everyone else's amusement. Farkas said he'd find the release, but then there was a sound...

Title: Re: The Shezarrine - a Skyrim story
Post by: Wotan on November 07, 2017, 01:23:34 PM
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The Silver Hand - a self acclaimed Group of werewolf hunters. The are the deadly enemy of the Companions. I can see why, now that we know the secret of the Companions, well the members of the inner circle at least. They are all werewolves - Wilkas and Farkas, Skjor and Aela and of course the Harbinger himself, Kodlak Whitemane. Those Silve Hand made no difference of Farkas or my followers. They attacked everyone. So, it was us or them. And as it turned out it was just them. Farkas made minced meat out of them when he transformed. Gave the Girls quite a frigght, too. But only briefly, as he quickly turned back after the first Group of Silver Hand had been slain. We would keep running into them, though, wherever we Went in the ancient ruin...

A Werewolf's Confession by Captain Philmont of the Oldgate Lancers, Daggerfall Covenant Army

The prisoner called for me today, and I had the dubious privilege of listening to his confession. Separated from him by narrow iron bars that I knew would be insufficient to protect me, I took down his words with a trembling hand.
What follows is my best rendering, although he was so soft-spoken that at times I had to guess at the precise words. Nevertheless, I am confident that what follows accurately represents the substance of our conversation:
"I accepted this curse at a young age. I was impressionable. My packleader was a family friend and elder in our village. I wanted to be strong, and I relished the strength the curse gave me. I would not have called it a curse, then.
"But with youth comes recklessness, and I was not good at disguising what I was. Eventually they discovered my true nature, and I was driven from the village.
"My packleader failed me. He did not protect me. He cared too much about his own status to risk it for my sake. I was alone.
"Everywhere I went I heard the shouts of crowds, saw the bright torches of the angry mob. I never lingered long in one place before my secret was discovered.
"I came to hate them. The superstitious villagers. I came to resent what I couldn't have. I blamed them for my own recklessness. It was not the curse that plagued me, but the narrow-mindedness of these provincial men and women.
"I was afraid to hunt, so I was always hungry, and the hunger turned me feral. It was in this state that I came across them. A family of innocent farmers, just like the innocent farmers that had hounded me from village after village. My vision turned red and I flew into a fury.
"At last my hunger was satisfied.
"But when the rage subsided and I looked on what I'd done, my stomach turned. This was what all those villagers were afraid of, when they tormented me with their torches and sickles.
"That's when I acknowledged my curse for what it was. I have hunted many years since, afraid to turn myself in, but disgusted with my base impulses.
"You don't realize what a great favor you have done, capturing me."
And then having told his story, the creature, looking very much like a man, begged me to put him out of his misery.

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Finally, we found what we were looking for - a fragment of Wuuthrad...
Good thing we were so many 'cause the draugr put up a fierce resistance.

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"Quetsegol vahrukiv kiir jun Jafnhar, wo los og nahlaas naal yol do lot dovah Lodunost - This stone commemorates the Child king Jafnhar, who was burned alive by the fire of the great dragon Lodunost."
Title: Re: The Shezarrine - a Skyrim story
Post by: Wotan on November 10, 2017, 12:03:17 PM
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The Companions were waiting for us as we returned from Dustman's Cairn. There was a brief ceremony in the yard, and then... I was a full-fledged member of the Companions.


This time I remembered to talk to Lydia. She was honored and accepted the offer to become steward of Lakeview.


The weather wasn't the best when we inspected the latest additions to Anduniel's Meadery. Her Place was getting ready to open. We still had to advertise it to the public, though.
"At home, I had this wonderful book, Tamriel Flora Illustrated, with Pictures of almost every flower you could Think of," Vilja tells me. "Maybe we can find a new copy for you?" I said. "Do you Think so? Yes, maybe... maybe an alchemist store would have it for sale. What do you think?" she said. "I think you're reading my mid, girl," I chuckled.

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It was time to return to the Bards College. Viarmo was anxious to see what we had brought back. Unfortunately, the text had been damaged beyond readable in places. But that doesn't stop a good bard. I suggested we'd just fill in the blanks. Viarmo was well versed in the history so it wasn't too hard for us to complete the verse...


... and for Viarmo to present it to the Jarl. Jarl Elisif was indeed impressed by our work. She proclaimed the burning of King Olaf would become a weekly event, and she offered the College a nice stipend as well. Now we had a festival to prepare...
Title: Re: The Shezarrine - a Skyrim story
Post by: Wotan on November 11, 2017, 08:37:00 AM
"My master has abandoned me! Abandoned his people. And nothing I say can change his mind. Now he refuses to eeven see me. He says I interrupt hi vacation! It's been so many years... Won't you please help?" Dervenin said. "How can I find your master?" I wondered. "Last I saw him, he was visiting a friend in the Blue Palace. But no one as mundane as the Jarl. No, no... such people are below him. No, he Went into the forbidden wing of the Palace, to speak with an old friend. Said it had been ages since they had last had tea. Oh and you'll need the hip bone... it's very important. No entering Pelagius' Wing without that," Dervenin said. "So you need me to bring him back?" I said. "Yes, but don't try to use force! He's far too Mighty. He'd crush you like a clay doll, or drop you from the sky, or simply eat your Brains right up! Oh, but he probably won't do these things to you. Probably. Just remind him to come home, and... there'll be no fighting or unpleasantness. Probably. He's just a Little confused at the moment, is all. Knowing my master, he may very well reward you for bringing him to his senses!" Dervenin said. "Who is your master?" I wondered. "He is a great man, but one rarely praised! He rules Twin empires that span the length and breadth of our minds! All know him, but few can name him! But... he has forbidden me from saying his name. He says it distracts him, and woe to those who draw his ire. But you will know him when you see him. He's the one who made me like this!" Dervenin said. "Why do you need him back?" I wondered. "Without his guidance, our homeland is falling apart. North wages war against South! The holy flame flickers and dies! We need his return. Oh, but... I'm sure he'll repay you when he comes to his sesnses! His favor is a powerful, powerful thing. And so very Worth any... inconveniences. He stays in the Pelagius Wing of the Blue Palace. The doors are locked, and only Falk Firebeard can grant entry. But I hear the maids, Una and Erdi, know how to enter it for cleaning. Surely they can help for such an important matter?" Dervenin said.


The Madness of Pelagius by Tsathenes
The man who would be Emperor of all Tamriel was born Thoriz Pelagius Septim, a prince of the royal family of Wayrest in 3E 119 at the end of the glorious reign of his uncle, Antiochus I. Wayrest had been showered by much preference during the years before Pelagius' birth, for King Magnus was Antiochus' favorite brother.
It is hard to say when Pelagius' madness first manifested itself, for, in truth, the first ten years of his life were marked by much insanity in the land itself. When Pelagius was just over a year old, Antiochus died and a daughter, Kintyra, assumed the throne to the acclaim of all. Kintyra II was Pelagius' cousin and an accomplished mystic and sorceress. If she had sufficient means to peer into the future, she would have surely fled the palace.
The story of the War of the Red Diamond has been told in many other scholarly journals, but as most historians agree, Kintyra II's reign was usurped by her and Pelagius' cousin Uriel, by the power of his mother, Potema -- the so-called wolf queen of Solitude. The year after her coronation, Kintyra was trapped in Glenpoint and imprisoned in the Imperial dungeons there.
All of Tamriel exploded into warfare as Prince Uriel took the throne as Uriel III, and High Rock, because of the imprisoned Empress' presence there, was the location of some of the bloodiest battles. Pelagius' father, King Magnus, allied himself with his brother Cephorus against the usurper Emperor, and brought the wrath of Uriel III and Queen Potema down on Wayrest. Pelagius, his brothers and sisters, and his mother Utheilla fled to the Isle of Balfiera. Utheilla was of the line of Direnni, and her family manse is still located on that ancient isle even to this day.
There is thankfully much written record of Pelagius' childhood in Balfiera recorded by nurses and visitors. All who met him described him as a handsome, personable boy, interested in sport, magic, and music. Even assuming diplomats' lack of candor, Pelagius seemed, if anything, a blessing to the future of the Septim Dynasty.
When Pelagius was eight, Cephorus slew Uriel III at the Battle of Ichidag and proclaimed himself Emperor Cephorus I. For the next ten years of his reign, Cephorus battled Potema. Pelagius' first battle was the Siege of Solitude, which ended with Potema's death and the final end of the war. In gratitude, Cephorus placed Pelagius on the throne of Solitude.
As king of Solitude, Pelagius' eccentricities of behavior began to be noticeable. As a favorite nephew of the Emperor, few diplomats to Solitude made critical commentary about Pelagius. For the first two years of his reign, Pelagius was at the very least noted for his alarming shifts in weight. Four months after taking the throne, a diplomat from Ebonheart called Pelagius "a hale and hearty soul with a heart so big, it widens his waist"; five months after that, the visiting princess of Firsthold wrote to her brother that "the king's gripped my hand and it felt like I was being clutched by a skeleton. Pelagius is greatly emaciated, indeed."
Cephorus never married and died childless three years after the Siege of Solitude. As the only surviving sibling, Pelagius' father Magnus left the throne of Wayrest and took residence at the Imperial City as the Emperor Magnus I. Magnus was elderly and Pelagius was his oldest living child, so the attention of Tamriel focused on Sentinel. By this time, Pelagius' eccentricities were becoming infamous.
There are many legends about his acts as King of Sentinel, but few well-documented cases exist. It is known that Pelagius locked the young princes and princesses of Silvenar in his room with him, only releasing them when an unsigned Declaration of War was slipped under the door. When he tore off his clothes during a speech he was giving at a local festival, his advisors apparently decided to watch him more carefully. On the orders of Magnus, Pelagius was married to the beautiful heiress of an ancient Dark Elf noble family, Katariah Ra'athim.
Nordic kings who marry Dark Elves seldom improve their popularity. There are two reasons most scholars give for the union. Magnus was trying to cement relations with Ebonheart, where the Ra'athim clan hailed. Ebonheart's neighbor, Mournhold, had been a historical ally of the Empire since the very beginning, and the royal consort of Queen Barenziah had won many battles in the War of the Red Diamond. Ebonheart had a poorly-kept secret of aiding Uriel III and Potema.
The other reason for the marriage was more personal: Katariah was as shrewd a diplomat as she was beautiful. If any creature was capable of hiding Pelagius' madness, it was she.
On the 8th of Second Seed, 3E 145, Magnus I died quietly in his sleep. Jolethe, Pelagius' sister took over the throne of Solitude, and Pelagius and Katariah rode to the Imperial City to be crowned Emperor and Empress of Tamriel. It is said that Pelagius fainted when the crown was placed on his head, but Katariah held him up so only those closest to the thrones could see what had happened. Like so many Pelagius stories, this cannot be verified.
Pelagius III never truly ruled Tamriel. Katariah and the Elder Council made all the decisions and only tried to keep Pelagius from embarrassing all. Still, stories of Pelagius III's reign exist.
It was said that when the Argonian ambassador from Blackrose came to court, Pelagius insisted on speaking in all grunts and squeaks, as that was the Argonian's natural language.
It is known that Pelagius was obsessed with cleanliness, and many guests reported waking to the noise of an early-morning scrubdown of the Imperial Palace. The legend of Pelagius while inspecting the servants' work, suddenly defecating on the floor to give them something to do, is probably apocryphal.
When Pelagius began actually biting and attacking visitors to the Imperial Palace, it was decided to send him to a private asylum. Katariah was proclaimed regent two years after Pelagius took the throne. For the next six years, the Emperor stayed in a series of institutions and asylums.
Traitors to the Empire have many lies to spread about this period. Whispered stories of hideous experiments and tortures performed on Pelagius have almost become accepted as fact. The noble lady Katariah became pregnant shortly after the Emperor was sent away, and rumors of infidelity and, even more absurd, conspiracies to keep the sane Emperor locked away, ran amok. As Katariah proved, her pregnancy came about after a visit to her husband's cell. With no other evidence, as loyal subjects, we are bound to accept the Empress' word on the matter. Her second child, who would reign for many years as Uriel IV, was the child of her union with her consort Lariate, and publicly acknowledged as such.
On a warm night in Suns Dawn, in his 34th year, Pelagius III died after a brief fever in his cell at the Temple of Kynareth in the Isle of Betony. Katariah I reigned for another forty six years before passing the scepter onto the only child she had with Pelagius, Cassynder.
Pelagius' wild behavior has made him perversely dear to the province of his birth and death. The 2nd of Suns Dawn, which may or may not be the anniversary of his death (records are not very clear) is celebrated as Mad Pelagius, the time when foolishness of all sorts is encouraged. And so, one of the least desirable Emperors in the history of the Septim Dynasty, has become one of the most famous ones.

Night fell and the festival commenced...

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With the ceremonial burning of the effigy I was given full membership in the Bards College...

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Shortly after our visit to Solitude we Went to Markarth. At the stables we Heard about forsworn plaguing the area. We were given direction to their hideout. I decided we should go at once. And once we got there, we encountered a band of forsworn. We killed them all... except for a young girl pleading for her life. I reckon she was about 16 and I just couldn't bring myself to ending her life. But where could she go? I could only see one option - I brought the young forsworn girl, Shauna, back with us to Dragonstead. There she would make a fine addition to my harem I thought. Little did I know how soon...

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We all stayed the night. The following morning I accompanied my other followers to Lakeview. I then returned to Dragonstead. Shauna was waiting for me in the bedchamber, eager to please. I just couldn't resist and the Days passed one after the other. Soon two weeks had passed. There could be no doubt that our frequent excercise in bed would bear fruit. But for now, other matters were pressing...

Title: Re: The Shezarrine - a Skyrim story
Post by: Wotan on November 12, 2017, 04:51:06 AM
"What the... is going on in Markarth? There is a murder in the streets and people shout about the Forsworn, but the guards do Everything to quiet it down. Seems we've stumbled on a Conspiracy here..."

The "Madmen" of the Reach: A Cultural Treatise on the Forsworn by Arrianus Arius, Imperial Scholar
Since the legendary victory of Tiber Septim over the "barbarian natives" in the Battle of Old Hroldan, Imperial and Nord scholarship has cast the people of the Reach as little more than savages, prone to irrational fits of violence, worshipping old, heretical gods, and fetishizing beasts and nature spirits that any civilized person would best well avoid. In truth, these accounts are little more than "victor's essays," a perspective narrowed by the Empire's constant strife with the ancient, proud people that lived in this land far before Tiber Septim walked the soil of Tamriel. In light of this, I hope to create a more complete, accurate, and fair assessment of a group that has long suffered under the role of "enemy," "troublemakers," and "them."
Let us begin with the Forsworn, the so-called "madmen" of the Reach. The Imperial Legion classifies them as little more than brigands, noting their constant raids and ambushes within the Hold. But none of their military reports asks the question of "why?" If they were merely a group of bandits, surely they would be focused on acquiring gold and minimizing deaths among their own. But the opposite is true in Forsworn attacks. Large sums of coin are often left behind, and their fighters easily throw away their lives rather than risk capture by Imperial soldiers.
It is this incongruity that led me to Markarth, the capital city of the Reach, in search of answers. There, I met one of the native peoples, an old woman who preferred to not be named in my writings. She told me of her family's long history. How she believes they originally came from High Rock, home of the Bretons (which would explain the similar faces and stature of the two peoples). How the Nords came and took their lands, their gods, and their culture from them. When asked about the Forsworn, the old woman would say that they are the "real" men and women of the Reach: those that refused to give in to the Nords. Those that still practiced the ancient traditions that the rest of their people had abandoned in exchange for peace.
In time, I was able to create trust with many more natives in my search that corroborated the old woman's story. By chance, one of them arranged a meeting between myself and what I thought was an elder member of his village. I was shocked to find that I was led to a camp, filled with the animal skulls, severed heads, and still beating hearts that I had read about from the military reports back in the Imperial City. There, I met Cortoran, a Forsworn, who seemed amused at the prospect of me writing down his story. Which I quote in full below:
"You want to know who the Forsworn are? We are the people who must pillage our own land. Burn our own ground. We are the scourge of the Nords. The axe that falls in the dark. The scream before the gods claim your soul. We are the true sons and daughters of the Reach. The spirits and hags have lived here from the beginning, and they are on our side. Go back. Go back and tell your Empire that we will have our own kingdom again. And on that day, we will be the ones burying your dead in a land that is no longer yours."


Searching for the local alchemy shop, known as the Hag's Cure, we overheard the conversaition between a young Breton girl and a strange man. She seemed in distress, but was very reluctant to divulge what her problem was. It took me quite some effort but in the end she asked me to recover her journal from her camp. For some reason this Young girl intrigues me. She isn't much older than Shauna.


We found the Hag's Cure...


"What have you got there? Oh... Could it be...? You have found Tamriel Flora Illustrated?" Vilja said. She was very happy when I gave her the book I had just bought. "Have you Heard of Countess Vanessa's Charm? It's an invaluable necklace that the countess used to make both kings and peasants adore her. When the Countess died, the necklace was buried with her. This was long ago, and no-one knows where she was buried. But a Little while ago, a half-dead adventurer had returned from a certain draugr tomb, claiming he had found it. However, he had lost it on his way out of the tomb. You see, the Counyess woke up when he grabbed the necklace and chased him out of the place. Unfortunately, he dropped the necklace while running. And, worse, the Countess put a curse on him, so he died a few Days after. I know which tomb he visited - I'll mark it on your map. Of course, I'm not suggesting that we should go there, but... Don't you Think you would have use for such an amulet? I'm sure I would. And if you don't want it, I would surely like to have it," Vilja said.
Title: Re: The Shezarrine - a Skyrim story
Post by: Wotan on November 15, 2017, 07:57:50 AM
We soon found the Breton girl's camp...


In the tent I found her diary and started reading. Vilja protested, saying I couldn't read someone's private thoughts. But I told her this book might contain clues that would let me help her. Vilja relented and I continued Reading the book - aloud.
4E197, Rain's Hand, Morndas
I wanted to start Writing these things down to remember them. I don't remember much from when I was younger but I swear I've seen them Before. It's 7 in the morning and I just woke from the strangest dream.
I was lying on a bed... but it was extremely uncomfortble, it felt like I was lying on a huge slab of ice but it burned really bad. There was a strange man towering over me... he looked familiar... but I don't know, his face was mostly shadow. His mouth moved but no Words came out when suddenly the very last Word he said was so loud it woke me. I had no idea what it means, though, it sounded like... sauce? I don't know.
4E197, Sun's Dusk, Tirdas
Today was supposed to be a fun day, all of us together out to see Wayrest. But then Father was visited by some very tall men with strange masks. I've never seen my father act so... strange Before, all throughout the day he was so quiet and serious, almost anxious. I askem Mom about him and she seemed as worried as I was. I hope he turns back to normal soon.
I stopped Reading for a moment. Men in strange masks? I wonder if they could from the same weird cult that attacked us in Ivarstead. I wish she had been more detailed, then there would have been no doubt. But if they were the same people - as I feared - then this girl was in danger. I continued reading...
4E198, First Seed, Sundas
I had Another strange dream and even though it's barely first light, I need to write this down Before I forget. The sky was... well, strange... a pale colour. I was on a large platform surrounded by water while a shadowy figure faced me at the end. I tried to walk towards him but my legs were Heavy, I tried to call out but only silence came. I looked around for any other clues to where I was but when I turned back to him he was gone.
That's when the water began to rise and ground began to shake, something was emerging and all I knew is I had to get away. As I managed to turn around the shadow was there and as soon as I saw him he shouted Another blaring Word at me. This time it sounded like... dust.
4E198, Frostfall, Morndas
I've Always liked the Cold, it feels like I'm Always more energetic during the Cold months. That and since it's been so long since I've had one of my nightmares I thought I'd make good use of this time.
Mother has Always said I should learn to defend myself to Father's disapproval but today I took her up on her offer. She was Always really good with magic but I was Always a bit nervous to learn. So she started with teaching me how to use a knife but I really want to focus on larning magic eventually.
4E199, Second Seed, Fredas
I was hoping I would stop having these weird Dreams. Every time I have one of them I feel... different. Not a bad different but... well I still don't like it. This time was a Little different at least. I was soaring high above the Mountains when all I could see was blue as far as the horizon Went. I felt free. But soon the sky started to turn dark, almost pitch black and soon I was surrounded by darkness.
Straight ahead a book surounded by light came into view. I don't know when I landed but I started Walking on seemingly nothing, lured to the sight like I was under some spell. But as soon as I got Close enough to grab it, it turned back to darkness and I started falling through the floor. Strangely calm, I looked back up and saw thar man again where the light once was and had now returned.
He shouted Another Word down at me, this time it was unmistakable... dovah
Dragon! The girl was definitely dreaming in Dovahzul. Could this mean she is a Dragonborn too? Now I knew I really had to get to know her more closely. I continued reading...
4E199, Last Seed, Tirdas
I don't know why, but every year Father gets visited by those men with masks and every time he does stop talking to me for the rest of the day. I want to know what they talk about... maybe I'll try and get closer next time.
4E199, Frostfall, Fredas
Mother and I ha been training in secret for Close to a year, almost nightly, when Father finally caught on. Needless to say he was furious and I felt he really overreacted. I feared for Mother when he started yelling at her, so to avoid escalating anything I promised to stop training. I didn't mean it. I'd just have to continue by myself.
4E199, Evening Star, Middas
Father caught me training alone outside our home... I suppose it was foolish of me to Think he would stop watching just because I had said so. He wasn't nearly as upset as Before but he was still adamant in getting me to quit. When I confronted him about why he simply said it was not becoming of a 'young lady.' As I protested he promised me we would go to Wayrest for sure for the new year. At least it's something.
4E200, Morning Star, Thurdas
He canceled again. I can't stand it anymore, I hate him. I'm going even if I have to go by myself.
That was the last entry. We should get back, the girl was waiting...


"Is this what you wanted?" I asked, showing the book I picked up in the tent. "That's it, give it to me," she said. "First I have questions," I said. "Hmh, a demand after doing me a favor? Well, I can't say I didn't expect you wanted something. I guess I can't really refuse when you have my book with you. Fine, but you only get one, make it Count," she said. "What's your name?" I asked. "Oh, well that's easy enough. I admit I expected something a lot more personal. My name is Mirabelle," she said. "I thought I Heard something different earlier..." I remarked. "When? When you were eavesdropping? You must've misheard. My name is Mirabelle. Can I have my book now, please?" she said. "I looked inside it," I admitted. "I figured you would, I'm not surprised. I might as well ask then, what do you think?" she said. Are you still having Dreams?" I wondered. "Actually, no, I'm long overdue. I haven't had a Dream like that for Close to a year. Still, I feel they mean something so I don't want to forget them," she said. "What do you Think they mean?" I asked. "I don't know. Maybe they're just Dreams and I'm obsessing over nothing. My mother was Always such a strong believer in signs from the Nine, I just knew I should pay attention to this. Look, this was a nice chat and all but I've said enough. It's really none of your business. Can I have my book now, please? Thank you... this is... very important to me. I know what you're thinking, Well why didn't you go get it yourself then? Well, that's really none of your business! It's not like it was going anywhere! I was just in a rush 'cus I remembered Shin was supposed to be back today. Either way... I really should take better care of it," she said. "Shin? Is he who you were speaking with earlier?" I wondered. "Uh... yeah. I've known him forever, he's an old friend of my mother's. He's been an... invaluable help, I don't know where I'd be without him," she said. "What has he been helping you with?" I wondered. "Uh... something. Hm... why don't you ask him yourself? You're all for doing stuff for free, right? Well, I sent Shin to Rorikstead to go find someone and... he's already done so much for me. He could probably use some help. Nevemind! Just go to Rorikstead and talk to him! He'll have something for you to do. Remember to take care of yourself, it's harsh out there," she said.
The girl should be safe as long as she stayed in Markarth. So, it was off to Rorikstead, but first a few other errands...

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Anduniel was waiting for my return at the Bards College in Solitude. She had finished her research and had composed a new piece with her friends. We returned to the meadery together. That night we spent sampling some of Anduniel's recipes. The mead must have gotten to us as we ended up in bed...
Title: Re: The Shezarrine - a Skyrim story
Post by: Wotan on November 16, 2017, 07:49:08 AM
These dragons, do they ever learn?

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"I've given out all of the fliers. Anything else you'd like me to do?" I told Anduniel. "That's great news, thanks! I've sent for Valla and Tyrion at the Bards College. They should be here soon, and we can perform on the stage!" she said. "Are you nervous?" I wondered. "I sure am! I really want this to go well," she said. "Don't worry, you'll do great. I'm sure people will have a wonderful time," I assured her. "Oh, thank you for saying so! Well, I better go get ready!" she said.

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"Let me see... You have all the ingredients on your list now, haven't you? Oh, that is wonderful. Now I just have to find the ones remaining on my list. Anesia needs me to find a mushroom, a blood Dripping Crown. It looks very similar to a Bleeding Crown, but this one is very, very rare. I have been looking everywhere, but I can't seem to find one. However, Anesia mentions an alternate, but dangerous, way to get a sample... There is a necromancers' hideout called Boulderfall Cave, not far from Riften. Anesia writes that the necromancers in there have been collecting and cultivating the Blood Dripping Crown for their experiments. Maybe we could find a sample there? I know it is dangerous, and I don't suggest we should go there at once, but maybe we coud go there one of these days? I really need this ingredient," Vilja says. "I've never Heard of this mushroom... Necromancers and experiments, you say? I would not be surprised if the Blood Dripping Crown is the result of their experiments on the Bleeding Crown," I said.

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Another dragon down. With the beast handled, we could now do what we came here for - visit the inn in Dawnstar...

Title: Re: The Shezarrine - a Skyrim story
Post by: Wotan on November 17, 2017, 10:09:00 AM
We headed to Boulderfall Cave...

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"Finally! A Blood Dripping Crown! Blech... it really looks... blood dripping... But hopefully it will be useful for Anesia. Thank you so much!" Vilja said.


"I have now only one thing left that I need to collect Before we can return to Anesia. Isn't that great!" Vilja said. "That's absolutely fantastic!" I said. "Yes, I'm so happy! Now we only need to find this last ting, though..." she said. "And what might that be?" I wondered. "It's a dragonbone. Hmm... you don't happen to have one somewhere? I mean, else we'll have to wait for a dragon to kill, won't we?" she said. "Oh, I have some dragonbone left. I never got around to crafting more than my dragonplate armour cuirass, still need greaves and boots. I've got the bones in the basement," I said. "You have? Oh, that's absolutely wonderful! Let's return to Anesia in the Eldergleam Sanctuary. I'm sure she'll be very pleased with what we have collected," vilja said.

Title: Re: The Shezarrine - a Skyrim story
Post by: Wotan on November 18, 2017, 07:34:55 AM
"Anesia, guess what! We have found all the ingredients now!" Vilja says. "All of them? That's good!" "Here they are. Do you Think you can do something to restore the content of that bottle now?" "Yes, I Think it should be possible. But it will take a Little time, and I need to be alone while working on it," Anesia says. "I understand. Is there anything you'd like us to do for you meanwhile?" Vilja says. "Yes, there is. I have completed a list of ingredients for my friend Jelena. If you could bring it to her, this would be a great help for our research," Anesia says. "Oh, I'm sure we can do that!" "Here. Give this note to Jelena. I Believe she should be in Windhelm by now." "But... I don't know what she looks like," Vilja says. "Your friend will recognize her. Give the note to your friend and then the two of you can go to Windhelm together," Anesia says. "I will do so. Oh, Anesia, this is so exiting! And I am so grateful for your help," Vilja says. "I am happy to help whenever I can. That is what I am here for."


"I have promised Anesia that we will run a Little errand for her while she restores the content of my bottle. Here, take this ingredients list. It is for Jelena, the pilgrim you met earlier on. It's better you have it, as you can recognize her. Anesia told me that she is likely to be in Windhelm. We should go there and find her. And once we return, maybe, hopefully, Anesia has been able to restore the content of my mysterious bottle. Oh, it is so exiting! Don't you Think so, too?" Vilja said. "Yeah... I'd like to know what's really in that bottle, too," I said.

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We arrived in Windhelm by horse carriage. And after going to the second floor of the Candlehearth Inn, I spotted Jelena...
"Anesia has an ingredients list for you," I said. "Good... good... I have been waiting to hear from her. I dearly hope her work is proceeding well and that she has found all the plants she needed," she said.
Title: Re: The Shezarrine - a Skyrim story
Post by: Wotan on November 19, 2017, 05:26:11 AM
I decided we should visit the Palace...

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"Only the foolish or the courageous approach a jarl without summons... Do I know you?" Jarl Ulfric Stormcloak said. "I was at Helgen," I said. "Aaaah. Yes... Destined for the chopping block if Iäm not mistaken." "I helped Ralof escape. He said he'd voich for me." "Ralof's alive? I hope that's true. He's a damn good man. But he hasn't returned yet, so I'll need to wait for his account. For now, speak with Galmar. I'm Always looking for able fighters. Not everyone can say they made it out of Helgen. Seems we're all branded villains these days...  So long as your criminal past stays in the past, and you fight for me with honor and integrity, we'll welcome you into our ranks," Ulfric said.
"Hmm. Helgen, eh? Ulfric told us quite the story. If you made it through all that, you're likely Worth something to me. But first, tell me. Why's a foreigner want to fight for Skyrim?" Galmar Stone-Fist said. "Skyrim is my home," I said. "Fair enough. But are you willing to die for your home?" "That's why I'm here. I want to join." "All right. But Before I put you to use, I need to know how much you can take. I have a Little test for you," Galmar said. "What kind of test?" "The kind men use to measure themselves. I'm sending you to Serpentstone Island. If you survive, you pass. If you die, well, you weren't going to be much use to me anyway." "What's at Serpenstone Island?" I wondered. "It's where men have tested their mettle for ages. There's a strange rock formation, built by the ancients. Something about that plave attracts the Ice Wraiths. You kill an Ice Wraith out there, and I'll have the proof I need about you." "Does every recruit have to do this?" "Only the ones I'm not sure about. This will prove your abilities, but more importantly, it will prove your commitment," Galmar said.
"Let's hurry back to Anesia! Oh, I am eager to see if she has been able to restore the content of my bottle!" Vilja said.


"I am glad you are here. We need to talk about Vilja's bottle. I have managed to restore the content of the bottle. These are the good news. However... It wasn't exactly what I had expected. It was... worse... You better look for yourselves. Just follow the path to the stairs..." Anesia said.
Title: Re: The Shezarrine - a Skyrim story
Post by: Wotan on November 20, 2017, 06:11:19 AM
Needless to say, we were all exited to see what had been in the bottle. And did we get a big surprise!


"What on Nirn... Who on Nirn are you??" Vilja said. "That's what I ask myself, too. I know who I am, but right now, I feel like a green-haired, red-eyed midget from a deep and mysterious underworld. Tell me, how long have I been in this bottle?" the mystery woman said. "Well... I inherited the bottle from my grandmother, who had inherited it from her grandmother... Several hundred years, I would think..." "Several hundred years? Your grandmother? Tell me, who are you?" "I'm Vilja. I'm from Solstheim, but my grandmother told me to bring the bottle to Eldergleam Sanctuary in Skyrim in order to get help to restore it," Vilja said. "Vilja... Ah, I see... Then you must be the great-great-granddaughter of an old friend of mine. The friend who took care of me when I, well, became fluid... My name is Heneri Hlaalu, by the way. Morrowind witch living in Cyrodiil. Well, at least I was living in Cyrodiil Before my... accident," the woman said. "Uhm... may I ask how you ended up in that bottle?" "It was my daughter's fault of course! Falanu, pfuii... She never had more Brains than a mudcrab. I shouldn't have used her recipe for a potion of Eternal Youth and Beauty. Well... guess at least I shouldn't have doubled the strength of it in order to get the right effect. But how was I supposed to know it had side-effects? There was absolutely nothing in the recipe indicating that one would become fluid!" "Well... doubled strength might add some odd effects to any potion, that's what my mother told me," Vilja said. "Bah... You just take a Little of this and a Little of that and then you mix it and then you drink it. It really should have worked like a charm. Can't understand what Went wrong... But it did help, didn't it? I mean, I do look Young and Beautiful, right?" Heneri said. "Well... uhh... Maybe. But the main thing is of course that you aren't fluid anymore, isn't it? Tell me, how are you feeling now?" "Feeling? I'm the size of a midget and I am still making splashing sounds whenever I try to move. How would that make you feel? So, even if I'm out of the bottle, I wouldn't exactly call myself cured." "Can we help you in any way?" Vilja wondered. "Yes, of course you can. I need something to stabilize myself, and something to bring myself back to normal size. And I need something to drink! Can you imagine being trapped inside a bottle foe what appears to be an eternity without being able to drink at all?" "So, tell me, what do you need?" "I have some ideas of that... but first, I want to thank your friend over there," Hereni said.
"I assume the two of you have been working together on getting me out of this bottle. Hello there. There is no reason to be shy. Come over here and talk for a while with an old Dunmer lady," Heneri said. "What's on your mind?" I wondered. "What's on my mind? Well, I want to thank you of course. After all, it isn't only thanks to Vilja that I finally got out of this bottle. And it won't be all thanks to her if I manage to regain my normal size and get rid of this feeling of... splashing... whenever I move around. She'll need your help to help me. And I do hope you will help her?" "Of course I will help her!" "Good! Good! Then I will tell you what I need to regain my full Health and strength. I... need... BLOOD! Yes, that's exactly what I need. But, not any blood will do, of course. In order to regain my size, I need at least 10 drops of blood from a blood relative. A blood relative from the great house Hlaalu. I'm sure that somewhere in skyrim, there must be someone who carries my Beautiful surname. And I'm sure that someone as charming as you can convince this relative of mine to provide me with the blood I need to recover. If you can't charm them, maybe you can just torture them a Little? Or something like that. use your creativity. Just make sure you bring me the blood," Heneri said.


Back at Dragonstead after a long absence. Unna, my and Shauna's little son had grown into a little boy. While we were at the mansion, I crafted a Little leather armour for him.