Stormcloak Stories

Our Dragonborn has been through it all. After spending many years in Apocrypha, the same as Miraak had done before him. He grew an understanding of magic and began to see time and space as a web. He tries to go back, but due to interference. He ends up somewhere beyond the reach of Nirn or the Planes of Oblivion. (I DO NOT OWN ELDEN RING OR SKYRIM)

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".

You escaped Helgen, and the evil World-Eater ( this time, anyway ). This is how you met Ralof. You thought you would never see eachother again. Until you joined the Stormcloaks. And now, there's a battle on the horizon. You must prepare. Swords clash, arrows fly, and feelings show. Will you win the battle, and Ralof's heart in the process? And will he win yours? The future is unknown, but one thing is clear. He saved you once, and he would do it again in a heartbeat.

Jayden Black, the current High King, has no time for the civil war in Skyrim, thanks to him aiding the Inquisition. All of that changes when he receives a letter stating General Tullius plans to attack Windhelm. Now, Jayden and the rest of the Stormcloaks must leave their loved ones to defend their city. And with the aid of Jayden's cousin Janny, who is also Dragonborn, they should win the battle. Right? Only time will tell. [A/N: I don't own any Bethesda, CreepyPasta, BioWare, RWBY, or Winx Club characters mentioned. Some characters also belong to my friend @DrearyDare1. The rest belong to me]

What happens when the son of Balgruuf and the dragon born finds his world and the world of remnant linked. Skyrim/Elder scrolls x RWBY (slightly different skyrim)

Based on the main storyline of Skyrim, Mimzi is a young Nord returning to her homeland after 9 years of trying to escape haunting memories from her childhood. As soon as she returns, she is arrested among the clash of a recent civil war ambush, and taken for execution. Before her death comes to pass- a monstrous, black-scaled dragon attacks the town of Helgen; after centuries of the creatures among legend. Escaping with her life, she is soon hurdled into a journey of discovering dormant power, and a prophecy that depends on her to stop the dragons, before they eat the world.

Follow my Skyrim character Theren in his journey of becoming the Dragonborn through his point of view throughout my time of playing him in the game! Warning: As consistent with the Elder Scrolls, there will be substance use (alcohol), vulgar language, sexual themes and comments, video game violence, themes of racism, blood, death, poverty, and several other potentially triggering things for our more sensitive readers. Continue at your own risk. Note: Theren is a male Dunmer which, in the event of any romantic conquests, is not strictly heterosexual. People who have issues with LGBTQ+ themes, either clam it or leave.

Skyrims oblivion was long gone the dragon have been dormant the draugar were at rest but now all that will change as a young lass race nord was mistaken to be in stormcloak rebellion and was almost executed and then was taken to Helgen were she was awaiting her dark fate on the chopping block when a giant dragon swoops down and lands on a tower and accidentally saves her life allowing her to start a new. DOVAHKIIN!!!!!!!!!! Talos be with you

Vyrmilia Telvanni-Septim has been captured by Imperials and accused of a crime she did not commit. After spending many years and granted longer lifespan, Vyrmilia must learn about her true self. About why she came to Skyrim.

A story about a young man leading the remnants of the Stormcloak Rebellion 10 years after it's founder's death.

These are character ideas, and characters that I use, most are connected, many I use in my other two stories. Most are not from the character's direct point of view, I might also do some character x character ones, we shall see. Also the images I use for headers are the characters.

Aemilia has put the adventurous life of being the Dragonborn behind her, now living with her best friend Erik in the secluded forest of Falkreath. The dragons are gone, the Imperials defeated in a blood-ridden yet historical three year war by the Stormcloaks. Ulfric has the power of Skyrim in his grasp. In honor of the Stormcloaks' victory, the Jarl of Windhelm is holding a celebration feast which Aemilia's invited to. However, things are bound to go awry and chaos resurfaces, forcing her to take up the title as Dovahkiin once again. Though this time she's at a disadvantage - power resides where men believe it resides, and they no longer believe it's with her. She's a fighter, she's a survivor, but most importantly - She's Dragonborn. ~I try to keep this story as lore-friendly as possible, apart from characters I've created. If you spot any mistakes, please don't be afraid to kindly point them out! Tamriel and its characters belong to Bethesda Softworks, no copyright infringement intended. I own the copyright to the written content of Survivor.~

Hello this is where i will be posting my adventures in skyrim while i play as a breton male named George

"Then I saw when the Lamb broke one of the seven seals, and I heard one of the four living creatures saying as with a voice of thunder, “Come.” I looked, and behold, a white horse, and he who sat on it had a bow; and a crown was given to him, and he went out conquering and to conquer"

[NaNoWriMo progress] Caught up in the turmoil of rebellion after nearly avoiding execution in Helgen, Aldria Wolf-Spear must search for her missing cousin and learn to fight to evade the Thalmor's assassins. Jarl Balgruuf's orders entangle her with the members of the Companions' Guild, including the grumpy-yet-handsome Vilkas. After all, who better to help slay the returned dragons scarring the land than a bunch of professional beast-slayers and brutes? She must prove that she can harness her startling new abilities and confront her fears to survive and, just maybe, end the terror of Alduin's return. Just don't make her venture down into a cave: she absolutely hates draugr. Story notes: I've taken a few small liberties in adjusting a handful of scenes, but they should follow the main quest line scenes fairly well. I'm writing this as more of an adventure/fantasy narrative, with a bit less focus on romance, but there will be a payoff to reading along the adventure. Also, doesn't everyone love how grumpy Vilkas is? Author note: This is my first time writing fan fiction, so please be kind. But I do like constructive criticism. I'm not new to writing, but I'm new to writing about an existing fantasy world.

After a thousand years, the Stormcloaks are able to regain political power. Becoming so powerful that the Imperials can't stop them this time.

A poem made from a true son of skyrim

Skyrim has become a play ground for the wicked and the deceitful. People think it is but their will which gives them the right to plot kill and steal from whom they please. Not anymore. I am a vigilante. I will stop at nothing to bring down those who are poisoning my land. To do this I need help. My name is Sarith and this is how I saved Skyrim!