They call me many names. All of them fit. None of them know me. Somewhere between the taking and the training, I misplaced my soul. Or perhaps they carved it out, one command at a time. Now I am the pause before the scream. The shadow before the end. The silence that follows. But silence remembers. And so do I.

Another Skyrim story... what if character creation was actually... character creation? A twist on the "modern girl in Skyrim" idea. Alternate title: "I'm Not Real." An idea that mostly came from a trippy dream not long after starting and then not having time to finish yet another Skyrim play-through... Also inspired a bit by a particular glitchy attempt at reinstalling vanilla Skyrim... This is fanfiction, meaning some setting and plot elements are not original to me. Cover art came from a free download from wallpapers.com found by googling "Skyrim scenery." Marked mature just to be safe; there will be graphic descriptions of canon-typical violence, self-loathing dark thoughts, and potentially other mature themes later on.

Farkas's perspective of "Realmwalker," with a few snippets of Vilkas's perspective thrown in. (Vilkas's snippets might be out of order as I get things written.) Farkas is resigned to being simply a warrior and a Companion along side his brother for the rest of his life... until a pair of newcomers arrive. This is fanfiction, which means some characters, settings, and plot elements are not mine. The cover came from a free download at getwallpapers.com that I found by googling "Skyrim scenery." (Specifically the same image that is used as the cover for "Realmwalker" just a different portion of the image.) Marked "mature" for occasional graphic descriptions of canon typical violence, mild vulgarity, and potential suggestive situations later on.

A lone argonian born in skyrim wonders of seeing his homeland but finds himself at an impass. His father, Talen-Jei, understands his wishes to see Black Marsh, but his Mother Keerava doesn't. She doesn't want to see her little hatchling fall victim to the cruel world. But a young Argonian will be a young Argonian. He's bound to become impatient and discover how much potential he doesn't realize he has...with the help of a fierce enemy.... *ALERT! THIS STORY IS CURRENTLY BEING PRODUCED INTO A FULL LENGTH ANIMATED FILM! ALL HELP IS WELCOME, BUT ANIMATORS ARE URGENT! SEARCH "THE BLACK MARSH HERO" ON CASTING CALL CLUB TO BE APART OF THIS HUGE PROJECT! (MUST BE AT LEAST 16 TO PARTICIPATE) (YOU WILL BE PAID)* *All the pictures are not mine and go to their respective creators* *There is romance/romantic scenes in this story but there is no straightforward language or words. The romance scenes in this story are NOT sexually explicit and detailed. * *There is violence in this story, with some scenes having heavy violence* *All Elder Scrolls content is property of its original owners*

❝Funny. I've never thought the helpless prisoner beside me would be the fearsome Dragonborn, the new Keeper is a mad jester that will betray us all, and the soldiers are the bad guys. I guess this is how everything unexpectedly changes.❞ The Nightshade Assassin holds a ruthless persona to her enemies and exposes a light-hearted, obnoxious sister to her family: The Dark Brotherhood. She doesn't want anything to change in this happy family, but when the prisoner back in Helgen steals her kill of Grelod the Kind, she might as well enjoy the changes coming to her. But sometimes, they aren't for the best. (The story is 35 chapters not including the extras) Sequel - http://w.tt/1NYbSf5 Extras/Oneshots - http://w.tt/1LhLm1p

just a story I'm making for fun no art or images are mine and I do not own skyrim (obviously) i only own the main characters as they are characters i made in my playthroughs of skyrim. So please be mature.