Bosmer Stories

Celina Averion wasn't exactly what one would call heroic. In fact, she was the scrawny, orphaned, pickpocketing daughter of a poor dunmer merchant and a bosmer hunter, and nothing more. But petty thievery isn't exactly the safest or most legal occupation, and when a heist went south, Celina found herself waiting in line with a group of Stormcloak soldiers for execution. Cue conveniently timed dragon attack. Celina and her newfound friend Reeve escaped the attack on Helgen, and the dynamic duo find that Reeve is part of an ancient prophecy to save the world. Celina and Reeve manage to scrape up a defeat over the World Eater Alduin at the Throat of the World, but the battle is far from over. It gets more challenging once Alduin takes the war westward, to a new continent, with new allies and another conflict to add to the chaos. Now, the Dunmer-Nord duo, with their intrepid Orc berserker as backup, must help their newfound allies face the combined threat of the World Eater and the Mad King. And things only get more confusing when this odd green egg hatches... (I do not own the Inheritance Cycle OR the Elder Scrolls series. Wish I did though; the Eragon movie would be SO much better)

Lyrinn, a "Breton" on a search and destroy mission to follow the last known soldier and survivor after the attack of Highrock, Vice-Director, Ondolemar. The only supposed man who knows of the person she desires to meet. Whilst on the mission, she learns of an impending attack upon the capital of Highrock; her place of birth. With her goal changed, she, with the assitance of a few trusting allies, will themselves to stop the pointless attack. And with the knowledge of the sancity of the Director being a Benefactor, they made they're first goal to be his right-hand soldiers. If she could do that; she could get anything she wanted. Even knowledge. ------------------------------------------------------- Tainted by his past, Ondolemar feeds off his hatred of men. The betrayal in Skyrim has tipped him over the edge. With rumours flying from up above, about Highrock sending troops to Skyrim to help defend against the Thalmor, he sends a small fleet, with himself in the lead. It appeared, the town had known of the troops, even if that particular end of HighRock detested magic. He had been onto something. The next attack, would be to the Capital. If only the higher ups would listen to him: Those who didn't trust his judgment since the death of Elenwen, and his troops. Had faulted him for the failure. He would show them soon enough. His troops: His minor army would prove more effective then their thousands of soldiers. His 7. Only then will he prove the fault is theirs: and the Directors. ------------- "Two paths cross; Ondolemar begins to wonder about the girl that insists on tormenting him. Lyrinn, begins to wonder about the man with such hatred in his heart. In the end, they know they must face off." ---------------- "Like a startling sign That fate had finally found me And your voice was all I heard That I get what I deserve".

Alcoholic, cunning, fierce, and ignorant. These words have been used to define Mongor Barkshade, a male Bosmer living near Red Mountain in Morrowind. Mongor is a nice guy, really. He just has a lot of problems and "solves" those problems with beer. One night, as he was about to head to bed after a long night at the inn, he is visited by the spirit of a man who calls himself The Prophet. He warns Mongor of a threat coming to Tamriel. Mongor blows off this warning and the experience as a whole thinking he was just imagining things while being drunk. But the next morning he's greeted with something not even alcohol can remove from his memory... Elder Scrolls Stories: Mongor is the second book in the Elder Scrolls Stories series. The Elder Scrolls, and any race, location, etc. belong to Bethesda Softworks.

This is mostly for myself but if you eanna read it I won't stop you. I won't update quickly, and I won't have a schedule. I also doubt that events will be in order, but they'll be dated so they will eventually be put in order. Cerys is a Bosmer. Cerys is many things, and many of them contradictory. She doesn't mind. This is the story of Cerys, from her birth in 3E411 to the present events in Skyrim 4E201. I don't own anything in this story except a few oc's. Cerys, obviously. The rest will be added to the description as they are added to the story.

Being small and quick, the young Anafina found a hobby in the old Bosmer ways of thievery. The townsfolk she lived with, in the small mining community of Brackenleaf, never thought much of it. Turning a blind eye to let the little one have her fun. Anafina's family, on the other hand, are agaisnt her bad habits. Her mother sees it as a threat to the butcher shop's business and the community. While Anafina's sister is reminded of her father, who left many years ago. But Anafina's hands in the wrong purse could change everything. The town, her family, her life. ~~ Thank you so much for taking the time to read this story! Note that the chapters aren't finished when published. I will be editing and changing them. Even if no one reads these stories, they mean the world to me so more will always be coming. If you have any thoughts or comments, criticisms, ideas, anything, they're all appreciated and I would love the commentary! Feel free to also message me if you have any questions or more specific comments. Again thank you so much and I hope you enjoy reading about Anafina's adventures as much as I love writing them! ~~

Weilah is a young wood elf who lived in the beautiful little village of Riverwood where she was raised by the town's Inn-keepers, Delphine and Orgnar. One day, Delphine sits Weilah down to explain the truth about her mother which includes a lot of the unknown. With the gathered information, Weilah journeys out to search for her mother who may be able to explain to Weilah her true purpose in life. But the travels in Skyrim will not be easy for the small bosmer. Will Weilah ever find her birth-mother, and will she discover her true destiny? PREVIEW: Weilah jumped off the wood chair and tossed herself into Farkas's lap, tipping the chair backwards that he was sitting on. The flame of the candle blown away by the sudden shift of the air, dimming the room to almost black. A loud snap of the wood chair breaking, while the sound of metal armor crashed into the stone floor. Weilah's arms wrapped around his shoulders romantically. They both stared into each others' eyes as their lips magnetized until they met. Farkas's body became very warm, just as it does when he is in wolf form. Weilah caressed his hairy face, then she felt his teeth nibble her bottom lip gently. Thick breathing filled the room. Her lower stomach started to tingle as Farkas slowly combed his large fingers through her hair at the scalp, then tugged her gold locks gently. Weilah let out a heavy sigh. SPOILER WARNING MATURE CONTENT WARNING View the details on the "Please Read First" part.

This is a fan fic involving two characters, Evaline and Thelen. This is based on my modded Skyrim Special edition and other mods. This will be a love story and may have some gruesome scenes, and equally some hot and steamy scenes, if you don't like it, them don't read it.

Khajiit vs Bosmer, An Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim Books Reference

Yeah this is just a book about my Oc's. Explaining who they are, and a brief background. Also so I can attempt to defend myself because they suck.

Skyrim-based roleplaying book, attempting to keep it canon compliant and lore friendly.

[An Elder Scrolls fanfiction based 100+ years after the Dragonborn's reign.] 4E312 The Dragonborn has been long dead, leaving quests unresolved. Tamriel is falling under turmoil. Wars scar the holds, blood fills the grounds. Its people are unprepared for what is soon to come, and are blinded from it. *This was going to be a series on YouTube but a few friends of mine told me to write it as a novel. This is my first attempt to write.

Just a book of skyrim oneshots and things like that, feel free to request when requests are open!

i know the picutre not bowaer but it so hot i havw to put in 🤤🤤

Neyya never knew life outside her small Valenwood village, so life becomes one big adventure when her old one is burned down. Daro'maka has grown tired of the lack of economic opportunity in Elsweyr, and has moved to skyrim in order to make gold and support her family. Ragnarok isn't your average Orc. With twice the size, three times the strength, and a quarter of the intellect of the average, his disownment is disguised as a right of passage, and he searches for meaning. What happens when the three are thrown in a pit of fire together? The most efficient and awkward group of misfit friends emerges.

A drinking song for all true mariners of Tamriel!

Ebony is a simple Bosmer residing in the Imperial City Waterfront. Her daily life is pretty normal for a commoner - until night. The seemingly innocent wood elf lives between two identities - normality and thief-hood. It is when she encounters a certain Watch Captain that these identities are becoming increasingly difficult to maintain. Will she be able to withhold these identities, or will they clash? --- Before reading do note that I am frequently reading over and over making improvements, so constant re-publishing of chapters is likely because I'm never satisfied with my works. --- Some inspiration and ideas from: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/5113599/1/Lex-and-the-Thief

I grew up with my father in the woods west of Woodhearth in Valenwood along with my brother. My father taught the two of us all he knew of tracking, archery, fletching, and even a bit of alchemy over the years, but one day a traveler stumbled into the clearing in front of our cabin, his eyes glowed a shade of crimson that threatened to turn the world red. This man with red eyes set into motion the tides of change, and all the chaos that ensued...

Mara's Paladin is a story set in The Elder Scrolls universe. On the continent of Skyrim follow Arven, an orphaned Breton with a divine beginning. Through the whispers of bardic songs and lost books Arven hears of an ancient tomb to that of a long dead necromancer. Gathering a group, they decide to lay their sights on the promise of treasure and glory, but soon find out they bit off more then they can chew.