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Stupid Lars Battle-Born (an Elder Scrolls story)Stupid Lars Battle-Born (an Elder Scrolls story) by modji-33
The big black shepherd scented the elk ahead of them in a cluster of tundra cotton, and flattened himself to the ground, looking back at them with the whites of his eyes showing and his big pink tongue lolling out of his mouth.
Braith held her hand out at him, palm down. Be silent, be flat.
Lars reached him first and gave the hunting dog a handful of drybeef as a reward. "We could keep him with us," Lars said. "We're downwind of them. Moth can circle them in this brush and make them break towards us."
"A stalk's better, if it's just us two," Braith said, and petted Mothboy between the ears.
"Then let's go get the others - Pease and Athel will be angry, if you don't at least get them. Plus we'll need the archers. Elk don't travel in twos."
"It'll take half the day getting them back here," Braith said, and stood with a sigh. "And let me deal with Pease and Athel. What's wrong? You've been bragging about getting better with that bow."
She looked at home in the
The Royal Guard (an Elder Scrolls story)The Royal Guard (an Elder Scrolls story) by modji-33
"When I became pregnant, Your Grace, I was sure-"
"When you became pregnant?" the Emperor's mother said. "What a nice way of putting it." She sniffed laughter and fingered her wine glass. "Go on, girl."
"When... when I became pregnant, Your Grace, I knew it must be your son's child. I've lain with no-one else since he passed through me village near Nibenay-"
"When he passed though my village," Candyce corrected the girl's grammar.
"Pardon, Your Grace, when he passed through your village."
Candyce sighed. "You have not even a passing acquaintaince with proper syntax, do you my love?" she said flatly. "Don't bother to answer. But do stop calling me Your Grace. I'm not a queen. My only title is The Lady of Topal Bay - and that's a mouthful I'd rather not hear you stumble through. 'My lady' will serve."
"That's not true, m'lady," her older guardsman leaned down. "You're also Duchess of Kvatch, if you remember."
"Am I?" Candyce Mede shrugged.
A Season Ended Finale (Series Finale)A Season Ended Finale (Series Finale) by Lesliewifeofbath
Continued from: Chapter 14: A Season Ended Part II
A note to the readers: you might be lost if you haven't read Chapter 2: Her Mother's Daughter and Chapter 8: The Scar. Also, I've put in a lot of screen art. The story's not over till you see Fini.
The hike had been arduous. The cold and ice had done nothing to make the journey any easier, but Ondolemar had traveled this treacherous pass before and knew the path was always long, always dangerous, and always unfathomably cold. As he climbed toward the summit, he thought about her. She was a trickster, a showman, a beautiful woman with a gift of sleight of hand. But now things were different. She was to face a foe of unimaginable power. He knew that this battle would be unlike any of the other they had faced—and she would be facing this creature alone.
Child of Skyrim, Day 48Child of Skyrim, Day 48 by Jasmo
Bitter cold snapped my eyes open and made my body scramble to stand. Before I even knew where I was I casted a fire cloak to combat the snow and wind.
"Alduin mahlaan," a chorus of deep voices sang, startling me even more than the snow did. I looked up around, my heart stopping in its place when my eyes fell on the rocks around me: dragons. They raised their heads to the sky and opened their wings as they spoke.
"Sahrot thur qahnaraan." A dragon on the highest peak in front of me said, all of the dragons looking at him. I did not know what he said or what was going on, it felt like some sort of ceremony.
"Alduin mahlaan," the rest of the dragons repeated as the one took flight
Child of Skyrim, Day 46Child of Skyrim, Day 46 by Jasmo
We woke early and rode out early, taking only a light breakfast. Our horses were well rested, fed and watered, as promised, and trotted along happily all the way to Ivarstead-
"Someone do something!" a panicked voice shouted. We were about to turn our horses to cross the bridge when a blue-grey dragon swooped over the village, setting my heart racing and Meeko growling loudly.
"Everyone inside!" I yelled at them and galloped to the mill where the dragon landed.
"What about fire?" a guard called.
"I'll put it out!" I shouted back, "Now get everyone inside!"