Tesv Stories

(n.) a nostalgic longing to be near again to something or someone that is distant, or that has been loved and lost..."the love that remains" {requests closed!} short stories for your favorite skyrim characters #1 in "tes5" as of 04/13/21

"Daddy, look at the sky! It's glowing just like us." When a catastrophic portal malfunction rips Danny and Dani out of Amity Park, they don't land in another dimension of the Ghost Zone-they crash-land into the brutal, sub-zero wilderness of Skyrim. Stranded in a fractured land plagued by a civil war and the sudden return of ancient dragons, they have no gear, no allies, and no way back. To the superstitious locals, Nords, and the Imperial Legion, they aren't alien anomalies or ghost hybrids; they are simply highly unusual mages wielding a strange, jade-colored brand of destruction and alteration magic. Desperate to find a way back to a safe, modern world, Danny takes on the mantle of a protective father, adopting a nomadic life as a freelance mercenary to fund his search for answers. From the frozen peaks of the Pale to the corrupt stone streets of Markarth, he follows a trail of breadcrumbs that points toward a single, mythic solution: the reality-bending power of an Elder Scroll. But while Danny spends years obsessively tracking the wake of a legendary "Dragonborn" to find a cure for their exile, little Dani is thriving. In a world where having powers makes her a hero rather than a dangerous freak, she finds a freedom she never knew existed-and she's in no hurry to leave. A slow-burn, slice-of-life fantasy epic focusing on survival, a deep father-daughter bond, and the long road toward discovering where home truly lies.

As you climb the 7000 steps to High Hrothgar, you'll notice ten emblems on your way. These are the ten Emblems of High Hrothgar. I don't own The Elder Scrolls, nor do I own Bethesda.

im having a fucking mental breakdown

You are another new apprentice at the College of Winterhold. An altmer there catches your eye, despite his unfriendly aura and harsh demeanor. After formally meeting you, he begins to lose faith in the walls he has built around himself. What happens afterwards is revealed within this story.

She awakens to trees. The forest of writhing limbs reaching out to her. Knowledge is power. Knowledge is valuable. How far would you go to gain answers? Would you lie? Steal? Kill? Eira, a young Imperial with a mysterious past, is an aspiring mage who dreams of becoming a Restoration scholar. Like her other classmates, Onmund, Brelyna and J'zargo, she is eager to learn more about magic. Eira, however, has a dangerous thirst for answers. And just when the Dovahkiin thought he could relax and drink his nights away, he returns to the College of Winterhold with his companion, Marcurio, for his presence was needed. Points of view will alternate between Eira and Asger (the Dovahkiin). I do not own Skyrim and any of its characters (only my characters). Skyrim belongs to the wonderful Bethesda.

It began when the Last Dragonborn found a person who was also gifted in the way of Thu'um. She was younger than him, fragile, and extremely incompetent. Then came the question: Who was the Last Dragonborn? There was a reason behind every hatred, and the truth, long forgotten by many. WARNING: Action Scene, Character Development Intensify, Immersion, Long Read, Heart Warming

[**Trigger Warning for some people - Rape/Murder**] A story of a young lass who joins the Companions. You'll want to read it to find out the rest. This story (c) to me. The characters other than 2 of them (c) to Bethesda. The Elder Scrolls V Skyrim belongs to Bethesda. There are swears in here, and some triggering things. I apologise in advance if it does trigger you. This story is just a fan fiction, and in no way shape or form intended to mean anything. Anywho, enjoy. Cover art - "The Companions" by GalooGameLady on DeviantArt ( https://www.deviantart.com/galoogamelady/art/The-Companions-627171154)

I DO NOT OWN THE ELDER SCROLLS SERIES. This is a fan made elder scrolls story, this project was done through the use of the game skyrim, and without any mods but, my mind when roleplaying. This story takes place during skyrim after the dragon problem has been resolved,but the civil war has yet to be resolved due to the huge problem of dragon raids in the provinces. Only one young noble dunmer can solve this problem for the people of skyrim. {THIS STORY IS NO LONGER SUPPORTED, AND IT'S BEEN THAT WAY FOR A WHILE, IF YOU WANT TO USE THE IDEA GO AHEAD, IF YOU WANT TO USE THE CHARACTER GO AHEAD.}

Book Two of Bound By Madness. The Dark Brotherhood has taken a heavy blow, having lost members to the Penitus Oculatus in their strike against them, but they still survive and are seeking new members while completing their contracts. Faith herself is out there as well, although she is searching for a sibling that was lost to them, her Jester Assassin traveling at her side whenever the Night Mother allows it. Dragons are beginning to fill the skies, however, and it is time for her brother to face his destiny if he doesn't want to see the world around them fall to the forces of Alduin the World Eater. And with one of her dearest companions once more free to interact with the world around him, only Amicus is left tied to her while Ellery must find where he now belongs. When the world is burning around you and you have no voice to scream, what can you do? Cover by CorvusAmare on DeviantArt. Check the original out here and see the other lovely art she made for the first book! https://www.deviantart.com/corvusamare/art/Faith-and-Cicero-Cherished-in-Ink-823703806

Portals. The one thing that these people didn't understand. It scared them that such a thing existed. It scared them more to know that many universes collided. WARNING: READ MY OTHER BOOKS FIRST!

The story began when the former mighty Dragon Priest as well as the first Dragonborn, Miraak, was kidnapped by the last Dovahkiin he sought to kill. With their hands on each other's throat, both Dovahkiin ventured toward a path they never thought they could take.

The Empire called him a citizen. The Elves called him a beast. Destiny called him Dovahkiin. After witnessing the massacre of his family at the hands of the Aldmeri Dominion and suffering the betrayal of the Imperial Legion, Kas-mo-Dan, an outcast orc, flees to the frozen lands of Skyrim. He does not seek freedom; he seeks justice etched in steel and blood. Despising the magic of his enemies and armed only with the smithing of his ancestors, the alchemy of survival, and a shout that will make the mountains tremble, Kas-mo-Dan will stand in the way of a civil war he considers a farce. Can a single orc defy empires and Daedric gods to reclaim his honor? In Skyrim, steel is law, but his Voice will be the final judgment.

Everything about Luna's appearance suggests Bosmer - Strong arms, small stature, green eyes. But one look at her snow-white hair tells a whole other story. Tag along as Luna hauls herself from a void of purpose and makes lifelong relationships, saving Skyrim a few times over in the process. Watch her struggle against the lure of daedric royalty, the threat of undead walking the land, and the choice between duty and family. And maybe, she'll discover a force stronger than magic.

In the midst of war, the true ally and enemy is obscured through bloodshed, hatred and politics. Rumours−whispers of a third party−raises eyebrows and skepticism. Why bother inciting more death and destruction? What sort of group are they? It is up to you to decide what they'll become. In this particular RP, there'll be a storyline with fillers in between to take a break from the said storyline. If you wish to join, please do read the rules and PM me when it states you to do so in those rules. - Mai I do not own Skyrim or any imagery found in this roleplay (unless it is stated so otherwise). Skyrim belongs to the wonderful Bethesda and images to their wonderful creators.

An account of Skyrim and all of Tamriel after the Stormcloak victory in the Skyrim Civil War.

Just a small little Skyrim fanfiction

This story takes us a bit into years that we are not used to. Most of it is happening in the mid-to-late 4E 200s (~203-210). It will take us to a country which we have been enjoying for over a decade now. We will meet people we already knew, and also people who will be new to us. And maybe, of the ones we knew, we will have different opinions. Maybe the years changed them, maybe they acted differently to our Dragonborns. The civil war is not over, and the various guilds of Skyrim have not changed much in the past few decades. Skyrim, however, is still a place that attracts. It just attracts. Attracts trouble, opportunity, heroes, villains, bandits, adventurers. In the first years of the first decade of the third century of the fourth era, law was weak in Skyrim. In the various Holds of the land, rule of law was mostly confined to the towns. What little centralized power there was, was focused on the seemingly unending civil war, and the soldiers and officers of whichever side had little time to care for the civillians of the land they were fighting over. If that was not bad enough, then, the Dragon Crisis happened, and the guards were killed by the dozens; at least the ones who had honor. There were plenty who preferred to run away to the hills and join with brigands, and prey on the same people they once swore to protect. This state of Skyrim is also known in Cyrodiil, in the Imperial City, where the temples of all the Divines are still filled with orphans, some from the Great War, yet most from a variety of countless reasons. The Temple of Mara, for example, cares for a certain orphaned boy, by the name of Martin. And what is a forever restless boy on the verge of adulthood to do, when he hears of all the heroes and adventures that go on in the frozen province? And it is Martin, who, in his elder years, decided to share his story of his years of living, or often just barely surviving, in the province of Mereth.