Stormcloak Stories

Reader x character, character x character, my own spin on certain events in the game etc. Cross Posted on A03.

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

Whilst playing the game Elder Scrolls: Skyrim I started thinking; what if I used this world and my very own character that I play to create a story of my own. Now Skyrim is a game about being the Dragonborn. However, in this story the main protagonist will be a Nordic warrior that this Dragonborn will eventually meet. This is my first story that I have written, ever! So I don't expect it to be amazing. But if you can, advice would be much appreciated so that I can continue doing these stories. This is a work in progress. The rest is soon to come

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".

Ven was nine years old when a raid destroys everything she knows and loves. She knows only one word to identify the people who did this, but that is quite enough- Imperials. A decade later, while returning from Cyrodiil, she is captured by the Imperials at the border and is sent to her execution unjustly. However, she meets the Stormcloaks, who fight for freedom from Imperial rule, and escapes her death thanks to a dragon attack, while learning she is not alone in despising the Empire. Ven is now going down a path of revenge and will stop at nothing to see it through. However, will it destroy her in the end? Or will she find peace instead? This is the story of the main quest line, followed by a much modified Civil War quest line. To my fellow authors Adhyanth and Malgeres for all the encouragement, input and motivation you give me. And to those who care enough to spend their time reading this, thank you. The sequel The Fall of Empires is here: http://my.w.tt/UiNb/1AC1Co5nKx

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"

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Eira Fellstar of Ivarstead is a Nord by upbringing and by choice, and that's all that matters. Growing up with a large family in a small village, Eira has always done her best to be a good daughter and a dutiful citizen. But when High King Torygg is slain by Ulfric Stormcloak and the land plunges into Rebellion, Eira is forced to abandon the life she knows. Eira follows a path Northward - to a Destiny she did not know she had.

~4E202~ How strange it is for a single event to set off a chain of events that would change Nirn forever, for Provinces to be sent asunder, for Empires to fall, and for an entire continent to be set alight in the wake of war. Unlikely alliances are triggered in a chain reaction, resulting in a strife that sweeps across Tamriel like a merciless plague. Armies will destroy the land, soldiers will dig endless graves, and spells will leave scars on Earth and minds for generations to come.

A story of a war fought long and hard in a province called Skyrim. Who will win the Iron Clad Imperials or the Nord Berserkers of The Stormcloaks Main character of my creation all other characters and story belong to Bethesda

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.

[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.

"Welcome to the land of everlasting ferocity. The land where children lay bruised and battered, when old, wicked men roam the streets, all seeking for the vengeance they shall never accompany. As the fair stone towers fall, surrounded by a savage fire slowly burning out what is left behind, my friends, that is the time when we will get what is ours, and that is time, when I get who is mine, and mine only. Right now, in this chamber, I address to you, my brothers! I address to you that if we walk out empty-handed out of the battle, we are already dead. But there is a significant difference between the death of a coward, and the death of a martyr. The death of a courageous warrior, who feared none and hadn't daunted to paint the land red with his blood to regain what this region deserves!" -Ulfric to his fellow soldiers In this story, you accompany Ulfric on his journey from an eager Imperial Soldier to a demolished Stormcloak and encounter his very first collusion of worldly affairs such as love and loss. Involves mature content that may not be suitable for every audience.

I, Kisvar, the only known Dragonborn, have defeated Alduin in Sovngarde. I joined the side of the Stormcloaks in the Civil War, and the Empire is subdued once and for all. Skyrim is at peace, and I am renowned across the Nine Holds. You might think my life has slowed down some now, right? That I'm taking a well-earned break from adventuring? .... No. I make my living as an adventurer, and in secret, as the Guildmaster of the Thieves Guild. I thrive on adventure and attention. You wouldn't take a break from breathing, would you? Didn't think so. Now I'm starting on a new quest, one that started with two strangely-dressed men and an order to kill me from some person named Miraak....

A Redguard man and son travel to Skyrim for his annual trade route. Once they were leaving the town of Riften, they were approached by men in masks and orange robes. They told him that the boy had to be killed for he was an abomination. In an attempt to save his son, the father is killed. Leaving the boy alone in a foreign land now plagued by dragons.

Everything was going perfectly for Nia Shozu. Her many years of training at Konoha's ninja academy had paid off when she graduated, she made a new friend and she was well on her way to following in her older brother's footsteps of becoming a chuunin. However, while heading home after leaving the academy the day before the team selection, everything changed. And it all started when an orb of shining light fell out of the sky.

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!