An elusive traveller with extensive knowledge of plants, fungi and poisons arrives in Whiterun.

I, Kisvar, have escaped Apocrypha after being trapped there following the events of the Siege of Whiterun. That battle ended in a victory for the Stormcloaks and, for now, the Imperials have been once more driven from Skyrim, but another war is brewing- one that will be fought in the shadows. Relations between the Thieves' Guild and the Dark Brotherhood have been shattered by decisions made on both sides. Blurred lines have become slick with blood- those who are not allies of the Thieves' Guild fight against us. We may be thieves fighting a war against assassins- -but everyone knows you should never corner a rat.

❛ beasts can only last in a cage for so long. ❜ ( based off of tes v: skyrim ) ( multiple relationships ) ( mature content! )

It's a warm spring night, and everything is red, red, red. Svenja has had a rough start to life, and it seems like the world isn't quite done with her. When she's bitten by a werewolf, she's sure her life has just become worse. What she never imagines is that it could become infinitely better. But first, she has to wrestle with the innate bloodthirstiness of the Wolf inside of her. | Warnings; gore, blood, death, animal death, foul language, mentions and memories of abuse Canon divergence from the Companions quest line |

*A tale set in the world of Skyrim* *The first in the Arch-Mage Trilogy* The Dragonborn has disappeared. Alduin has yet to be destroyed. Rowlen Mabierre, a Breton, joins the College of Winterhold in the hopes of becoming powerful enough to do what the Dragonborn did not. However, his ultimate goal is tossed aside when he and his classmate discover something hidden deep within Mzulft. Meanwhile, the Arch-Mage of the College embarks on a journey across Skyrim.... Disclaimer: I do not own any of the media images used in this story. The plotline and characters mentioned in this story belong to the author. The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim is a copyright of Bethesda Game Studios. Mature content: Profanity and violence, sexual themes. Reader discretion advised.

Book Three of the Honor and Glory Trilogy Six years after defeating Miraak and saving the entire world for the second time, Ylva Sky-Shatterer finds herself in the middle of a new kind of adventure: motherhood. Her twin children, a boy and a girl named Jergen and Embla, keep her on her toes. They've already proven their natural battle prowess and inclination towards the warrior's way, not to mention tempers that burn brighter than dragon fire and wanderlust spirits. Even with the help of her husband, Ylva wonders how she'll survive raising these two into adulthood. But her temperamental and wild children become the least of her worries when an old friend brings her important--and terrifying--news. The Aldmeri Dominion's presence in Skyrim has tightened, and the wretched Thalmor now walk through the lands with a new authority. They punish indiscriminately, and they have no mercy. Ylva will not stand for the injustice, and now has to face her biggest challenge yet. She has to unite the people of Skyrim under one common battlecry and drive those High Elves back to the lands from which they came. In order to win, Ylva must rely on those she thought she'd never trust, and forge bonds stronger than Skyforge steel. In the end, she knows that they will either win, or Sovngarde will welcome them all. NOTE: Bethesda owns all rights to the Skyrim characters in this fanfiction. I only own my original characters, dialogue, and plot line. Prequel: To Kill A Dragonborn

UNFINISHED This story is Assassin's Creed and Skyrim... sort of. It's told from the point of view of Rapier, a Khajiit that is part of the Dark Brotherhood, and her companion Kharjo, also part of the Dark Brotherhood. I include my favorite assassin. Drum roooollllllll, Archer Tamilo Cormac! I bet you're not surprised. Anyway, enjoy the story and let me know if you have any questions for the characters!

Following the tragedy and chaos that occurred during the great war, Rhulacen crosses the border from Cyrrodil into Skyrim, hoping to escape the ruined province and the painful memories of his past. Now he intends to continue with his life and earn a living, doing what he does best; hunting renegade wizards. But when the past decides to resurface he has only two options. Continue running. Or face it.

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Book One of the Honor and Glory Trilogy After training for over a year to fulfill her destiny as Dragonborn and defeat Alduin, Ylva knew she would need a challenge. Joining the Companions in Whiterun seemed like the only guild she could ever call home. But she still doesn't feel quite settled. None of the Companions know she's the Dragonborn, the savior of Skyrim. And she doesn't want them to know. What would they say if they knew? Would they respect her? Or would they hate her and tell her to leave? Would they scoff at the idea that a woman barely into her adulthood had been the one to save them? Maybe not all of them, but Vilkas, one of the most respected members within the Circle, and one of the most honor-bound men she has ever met, can't seem to fathom that thought. Because of this, Ylva doesn't know if she could ever tell her new family who she truly is. NOTE: I do not own Skyrim, the Companions, or any of the dialogue from this game. This is a fanfiction and a fanfiction only; I only own my original characters and dialogue. Sequel: To Kill A Dragonborn