Whiterun Stories

Aesha is my name. Fully blooded bosmer, also known as a "wood elf". Ever since I was little I was belittled and told lies about high elves and elves in general. Saying that the wood elves are only good elf race out there. Saying that the thalmor are evil, which I agree on to an extent, but not every high elf is part of that. When will I be able to communicate with one? I've only met one once when I was so so little, I remember my father grasping my arm, pulling me away. I'm not going to be secluded anymore. That's not what I was born to do. Im a wood elf. I was born to hunt. I was born to be outside.

You find a tattered, leather bound journal. As you flip through the pages you learn about a Bosmer named Aeri who has ventured into Skyrim to start a new life for herself. She is fierce, quick, and skilled with her bow. She is also broken, haunted by her past and an unopened letter...

Cade Hammerfist is a Redguard from Hammerfell, immigrating to Skyrim in search of the fabled "Gloves of the Pugilist." Cade used to be the best boxer in Hammerfell, but after he was crippled, defeated, and slandered by a rival he strives to be on top again, what ever it takes. He heard a rumor of these enchanted gloves, and hopes that they will be the answer to his problem. Follow Cade as he faces the dangers of Skyrim while the Last Dragonborn roams and slays Aldiun to save Skyrim.

It's time for the New Life Festival in Skyrim, and Idrial finds herself wondering how to celebrate in a land she's only been in few a few months. But when Farkas suggests celebrating their traditions with each other, Idrial finds the best gift of all. Skyrim belongs to Bethesda

[SLOW UPDATES] [EDITING] Y/N thought he was like every other guard; but she was very wrong. Begging to be anything other than a boring guard, she decided to take him on an adventure. Maybe she'll discover that not all Whiterun guards are bland. -if you own the cover art picture and you are not okay with me using it please to not be afraid to contact me ASAP!-

Fresh off the boat from Solstheim, Skylar is wide-eyed and in Skyrim looking for adventure, fortune and answers. What Skylar didn't expect to find was her astonishing and terrifying destiny: she is the foretold Dovahkiin that must bring about the end of Alduin and save the world. Armed with her fiery temper and inability to give up, Skylar follows up on her destiny to become on of the greatest warriors this world has ever seen...while making a few enemies along the way. *** This is the prequel to my very first Skyrim story, The Dragonborn Comes. This is Skylar's story while she was discovering herself as the Dragonborn! DISCLOSURE: some of the dialogue and almost all of the characters belong to and are the property of Bethesda. This is just for funsies.

Tyria Artemis, a young Argonian woman, gets dragged into the war between the Imperial Legion and the Stormcloak Rebellion when the Stormcloaks attack her home in Whiterun. She flees in a hurry, and her life changes completely... for the worst. Dorian Willet hated the Elves. Altmer had crushed his homeland, and brought war upon the beautiful land of Skyrim. Seeking to become part of the Stormcloaks, he sets off on a journey to Windhelm, but will the Nord Rebels accept that of a fierce Redguard raised in the north of Skyrim? Gratga Bamogdu never asked to be a killer. The young Orc was always gentle with her kinsman, but when she meets a charismatic man named Hadvar, she will never be able to go back, and she must say goodbye to her stronghold, and her family. Elyn Belledara had always wanted to be a Mage. Her whole life she had dreamed of travelling to Winterhold and going to the College. Finally, fate has given her a chance, but she won't be going alone... unfortunately... and Elyn has a secret, that is about to be exposed. Skyrim is at war, it's Ulfric Stormcloak against General Tulius, Stormcloak versus Imperial. But while Skyrim is being torn apart... there are other curious things going on in the beautiful, majestic land... ...and a myth just burned down a village. A thrifty Argonian, a vengeful Redguard, a friendly Orc and a magic obsessed Breton... all living in Skyrim, but in a world of their own making. Most of these characters don't belong to me, except the four mains (of course) and there will definitely be several other of my own original characters, but everything I use belongs to Bethesda... I'm just a sad, lonely gamer with no life and a horrible, killer obsession.

Just somthing crazy that happens to me while playing skyrim and other stuff

I've gotten into Skyrim RP, mostly Ziggy on Twitch and I've been writing some little oneshot/blurbs. This is just the collection of them.

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.

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The Elder Scrolls told of their return, their defeat was merely a delay, to a time after Oblivion opened, when the sons of Skyrim would spill their own blood. But no one wanted to believe, believe they even existed and when the truth finally dawned, it dawned in fire. But, there is one they fear, in their tongue he is Dovahkiin, Dragonborn!

This is the story of Kahlrim, who one day discovers knew he can do some extraordinary things that he never could before. Once a simple thief from whiterun, he decides to start a brotherhood. Not just any brotherhood though, a brotherhood that accepts people who are seen as outcasts, scum. Some may refer to this type of group as scum, but to them, they are a creed, something to live by. Something that gives them a place in the world, and strikes fear in people who hear their name. They aren't supporters of the law. They make their own rules. This is the story of Hillshade.

Protagonist - Wood elf-Dark orange eyes-red eye shadow-light skin color-orange hair- hair down with braid in front- female. Mixa finds herself in Helgen and on deaths row, but by some stroke of luck she escapes. I do not own any part of Skyrim or the elder scrolls, Bethesda has that honor - Disclaimer

This is a Skyrim fanfiction that I'm using to reignite my passion for writing. It is the narrative of Shorgeir, a Nord from Mixwater Mill. This will follow his adventures throughout Skyrim and see where his new duties as Dovahkiin take him.

You are at your aunt and cousins home as you suddenly fall into a video game. No one knows how you got there, and you need to find your way back our of the game. As your journey begin you start to understand why you are there. On your way you meet many people. Who is friend and who is enemy ? Who can you trust? ---- This story is more for girls because the reader in the story is a girl.

an 18-year-old female camper with her 22-year-old brother went to their normal summer camp, camp jayno, they both have been attending this camp since the each was 8 years old, then they are transported to a new world known as Skyrim.Read about their adventures and their battles

A new student enrolls in the College of Winterhold. Little does he know that he is destined for great things, not just for the College but for all of Skyrim. Follow the adventures of Revan Midley as he journeys to Winterhold to learn more about his latent magical abilities. Once there, he will find friends, adventure, tragedy, and possibly a chance for romance.

The brawl between dragon and man that determines the future of Skyrim, Tamriel and Nirn itself, a drastically complicated love story leading to horrible upheavals and leaving many in turmoil, and much more; all combined into a single book to tell the life of Kirstte, the Dovahkiin of Song and Legend. • {Not Finished} • I do not own the cover image, nor the characters of and in this book (with the exception of Kirstte); they belong to their respectful owners.