Femke, a Nordic-Bosmeri woman, has come to Riften to start over. She thought she was ready for adventuring in the big, wide world outside of her meager home in the mining colony of Dawnstar. She couldn't have been more wrong. After several mishaps and roadblocks, she stumbles to Riften, footsore, hungry, and with no money to her name, in hopes of finding some good, honest work. But no one seems to trust her because she has elven blood. Turned away and alone, she is found by two members of a mysterious organization operating within Riften. One, a Nordic man called Brynjolf, takes pity on the poor human-elf and offers her a job, and if she does well, a spot within the "Guild," as he puts it. NOTE: If I owned Skyrim, I would have no need for writing fanfictions just for the heck of it. I only own Femke and my original dialogue. Everything else is credited to Bethesda Game Studios.

relate l'histoire du jeux " oblivion "

L'Empire est tombé. Suite à une étrange distorsion magique en Morrowind qui marqua la montée en puissance du Domaine Aldmeri et la fin de la 4e ère en raison de la puissance magique des mortels qui connut alors un pic jamais vu, l'Empire des Mede tomba aux mains des Thalmor. Ce ne fut alors qu'un question d'années avant que l'essentiel de Tamriel tombe entre les mains des Elfes. Cependant, la force des hommes reste bel et bien présente: dans une alliance encore jamais vue, Haute Roche, pays des puissants Brétons et Bordeciel, patrie des fiers Nordiques, luttent ensemble contre cette menace qui pourrait bel et bien marquer la fin de l'ère des hommes vers celle des elfes ... Et des Daedras. (Suite: La souveraineté de l'Oblivion)