Ondolemar Stories

Arasha spent the earlier years of her life with her father, Moth gro-Bagol, in Markarth learning how to work a forge. Despite her father's want to be removed from the orc strongholds Arasha yearned to learn more about her people. When she grew old enough she left the keep in search of the different orc strongholds trying to reconnect with the other Orsimer. The more time she spent with them the more she became like them. However unlike most orcs she earned her living stealing it from others. This worked perfectly until she met the orc chiefton Burguk, who caught her pick pocketing him and demanded they either marry or he took one of her hands. Not being able to defeat an entire stronghold she agreed to the marriage and traveled back to Markarth to summon her father to their union. While they plot a way for her to escape the chiefton's proposal she meets a handsome thalmor stranger who may provide the help she needs. Disclaimer: Don't own the pics, just my oc. Enjoy <3

Just oneshots and preferences about some NPCs who I find kind nice. Open for request! No smut though.

Dies wird eine kleine Sammlung von Oneshots über das Drachenblut und verschiedene Partner, Begleiter oder Ehegatten. Wünsche sind gern gesehen!

This is my Skyrim story, with all my favorite Skyrim characters and my own character--born out of my interest in the religious conflicts in Skyrim.

Skyrim is a cold land. Harsh climates, hard lives, wilds full of dangerous beasts and bandits. Finding comfort in one another is often the only way to survive. **Showing my favourite NPCs some love in the form of one-shots** Heads up: there is no posting schedule and continuity does not exist.

Dead!Ondolemar discovers that he was very wrong about Talos. Now he is in a place of proving, and unfortunately has to rely on a group of humans to survive. Can the Aldmeri justicar get past his bigotry and pride to perhaps make something of this inescapable situation? Warnings for male/male romance, and sexual situations in further chapters.

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".

Avis decides to visit the ancient dwemer city of Markarth to tell the Jarl of the return of the dragons (and maybe pinch a few valuables in the process - what's the harm?). It is when she comes across the Thalmor Justiciar - Ondolemar - patrolling Understone Keep. He sees her as a poor excuse for a high elf, and swore he saw her wearing an Amulet of Talos...