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For over 20 years, peace has reigned in Skyrim. Following the civil war and Alduin's invasions, peace reigns in the north, and people have long since recovered from the troubles of the past. However, one of the heroines of the past decides to remember where her story began. Before Alduin and the war, from the very beginning...

"Do you honestly want me to lecture you because it won't be pretty." Miraak just stared at me stepping slightly closer and whispered "Try me, I dare you." All I wanted to do was wipe that smirk right off his face. "Fine then, you are one of the smartest and yet stupidest people I have ever met..." When Alye thinks her long battle with Miraak is almost over she discovers that things might not be quite as they seem. As they escape the realm of Apocrypha they find their powers lost and must journey together to get them back. Miraak x OC fanfic Author Note: Really I just think that this game is amazing and I think that there is not enough Miraak based fanfics these days so I wrote this. Also the characters and places from the elder scrolls are not mine, the only thing that is mine is the storyline.

She's a spoiled, beautiful girl set to wed a man she doesn't know or love. He's a reckless, charming thief's apprentice on the verge of getting kicked out for his foolish behavior. They live in different worlds, and yet that doesn't seem to be able to keep them apart. Welcome to the evolution of one of Skyrim's most daring thieves, and a love that changed him forever. (BRIEF WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS GRAPHIC CONTENT, SUCH AS EXTREME VIOLENCE AND DISTURBING SITUATIONS THAT MAY MAKE CERTAIN READERS UNCOMFORTABLE. READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.) I do not own the images or characters of Skyrim.

Ever wondered what happened to change the Augur of Dunlain into the ball of energy and magic he's become? Ever felt like there was more of a story there? This fanfic is my version of events. Note that this takes place in Skyrim, but not during the time we play it in. The main character is not a Dragonborn, but she's still powerful. Come on this adventure, and follow the characters as they go to the College of Winterhold and become the best - or worst - versions of themselves.

The Song of Vaiya continues... the Master's will be done With the World now cleansed... it may breathe again From the Ildier, the Vir, the Duwod... let the new kin come The World's cycle continues...

Malg has come all the way from the Dragontail Mountains to study at the College of Winterhold and is expecting to amaze his teachers and dispel the notion that orcs make poor wielders of magic. However, his life at the college does not go exactly as he might have expected.

Book One Krias Thorne was a selfish mercenary in life. In death, he's a servant of the god of insanity due to a technicality. Something big is coming, something that would put the Oblivion Crisis to shame. When the madgod takes a liking to him, it gives him an advantage. Krias is faced with a decision - saving the world, or saving his own selfish heart. Will he be the dagger in the hand of Sheogorath, or the one in his back? [You can read this series even if you're not an Elder Scrolls fan. I will explain the world mechanics so you don't need the game to understand what's happening - you can be here if you're just here for gay fantasy angst!]

What if all of the Dynasty Warriors characters were in the world of The Elder Scrolls?

With dreams of becoming the most well-known Alchemist in all of Tamriel, Nolwenn Riverbrook, a young woman comprised of both Bosmer and Breton heritage, seeks out knowledge for her remedies by traveling the land. Upon the border that separates Cyrodiil from Skyrim, she's caught between a civil war ambush, carted and taken away to her death. But before her end arrives, Alduin, the World Eater, returns from time itself, and who else to stop it but the halfling who discovers herself the true Dovahkiin and center of the prophecy of old. With the help of allies and an Imperial mage who's heart dedicated to hers, Nolwenn must face her destiny and spare the world from it's unseemly end. {This is also a fanfiction on my Archive of our Own account. The account name is the same. If you prefer to read on there, well, it's there :)}

Two former Legionnaires found fame and fortune helping the Dragonborn defeat Alduin. They were settled into their lives as The Thane and Housecarl of a rapidly growing Winterhold. When the Thalmor show up and threaten their home they realized they had a purpose beyond helping the Dragonborn fulfill his destiny. They had a destiny of their own.

As the Three Banners War rages on, four ordinary people from throughout Tamriel must put aside their differences to save a single life. Bound together, they must seek out clues in the deepest corners of the world to accomplish their task. Dark and terrible forces stand in their way with agendas of their own. Can The Bound find a way to work together as time runs out, or will their differences cost the life of an innocent? Or even their own? 🥇1st Place, FanFiction category, in the Coral Awards. (Jun 29 2021)🥇 (Crossposted here, Ao3 and FanFictionDotNet) Cover created in Canva, using Pixabay stock pictures.

We all know the story well, the last dragonborn fulfilling their divine duty to slay Alduin, the World Eater. Though, what if the world of Nirn wasn't graced long enough to even see them utter their first shout? What if the dragonborn was never made into the hero of Skyrim? Gather now, and join in the tale, as we see how bands of warriors, thieves, and mages of all races and creeds come together to become heroes... Will they be able to put a stop to the war plaguing the north? Will they figure out who's behind the threat of vampire armies? Though, better still... Can they stop the end of their world, whoever may be behind it?

The War of the Red Diamond is a bleeding wound in the history of the Empire. Perhaps the most tragic chapter of this war is the end of the young Empress Kintyra Septim II, who fell into the trap of her treacherous aunt Potema and was executed after a long imprisonment. Yet no one knows the exact circumstances of her death, nor what became of her body. Much remains shrouded in mystery. This story is about a man who, unnoticed by historians, intervened in the course of history. A man who followed his conscience when no one else dared to stand up to injustice. This is the story of Kintyra and the Hunter.

Fjord Talonslash, the Khajiit, wondered why he had to hike up this giant mountain to see some old men. Why couldn't they have chosen someone else? Most importantly, who is this Dragonborn fellow?

Sweet Mother, sweet Mother, send your child unto me, for the sins of the unworthy must be baptized in blood and fear. Sweet father, sweet father, send you sins onto me, for the children of my brothers must be baptized in blood and fear. Sweet brother, sweet brother, send your sins onto me, for the children of my sisters must be babtized in blood and fear. Sweet Oblivion, sweet Divines, sweet Sovengarde, please won't you come and destroy me. Tear me apart from piece by piece, just please.... please... won't you make this heartache end.

As seen in The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim

For my dear friend on iFunny, ArgonianArcher.

Shoriba is a Khajiit raised in the harsh lands of Reaper's March. It was there that she learned to use a sword, and it was there that she found work as a mercenary. She fell into a group led by a Khajiit named Dro'bil and kept the keep of Greenhill safe from bandits. When Dominion soldiers take the mercenaries job, they are forced to disband, sending Shoriba far away from home and onto the island of Auridon.