Thalmor Stories

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.

You are a skilled new apprentice at the college of Winterhold, and a certain thalmor seems to have his eyes on you.( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

"He who saves one life has saved the world entire."

"Every year it comes as no surprise that the 24th of Midyear, the birthday of none other than Tiber Septim, will cause some stirring on the Summerset Isles." My name is Lavendir. I'm an Altmer, born on the 14th of Hearthfire, and raised in the Summerset Isles. Many would call me a dissenter, but I would call myself a liberator, of sorts. After all that they have done, the Thalmor have become my greatest enemy. And I will stop at nothing to try and end them. *I only own my main and supporting characters, Bethesda owns the elder scrolls universe and all relevant canonical characters and lore! **This story is the backstory I created for my Skyrim player character ***Cover photo is a little doodle of Lavendir, drawn by me :3

Just old short stories

For my good friend on iFunny, Svalar_SteelArm.

[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.

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".

Ana has always lived a relatively simple life. In fact, she never wished for anything different. But whether she wishes it or not, Ana's life is thrown into chaos when a dragon attacks her beloved hometown, Helgen. This is "hopefully" the first of a series of all the races of Skyrim. If you like it, please vote, it'll let me know I should continue. Enjoy!!

-Skyrim, 4th Era 201-The world-eater has returned. A new hero stands up. Civil war rages on, Ulfric Stormcloak has risen.-Rome, 44 B.C. The Idus of Mars-Gaius Julius Caesar is almost assassinated by Brutus, Cassius, Casca and many others. When Casca tries to stab him, it went black before the eyes of Julius Caesar.-Skyrim, 4th Era 201-Gaius Julius Caesar awakes in a wooden shack.

A scarred Khajiit far from his homeland comes to the harsh lands of Skyrim as a Bounty Hunter. Met with hatred and prejudiced during such a turbulent time in the Province. He faces hardships everyday. If the wild animals don't kill him, then the xenophobic Nords just might.

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

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

Freya War-Hammer is a pretty broken Nord but you wouldn't be able to tell. After her mother betrays her brother and her,her father dies, the only person left she loves leaves for ten years and she's called to fight a losing battle? I don't blame her. She's fiery, fierce and beautiful. She's also skilled (not really she's horrible,) with the thu-um and un paralleled with a war-hammer. Try not to cross her, you play with fire. You get burned.