The Elder Scrolls: Sellsword Chronicles - John - Wattpad

Story cover for The Elder Scrolls: Sellsword Chronicles by xXGameBoyXx

The Elder Scrolls: Sellsword Chronicles

Reads 186
Votes 10
Parts 4
Time 16m

Reads 186
Votes 10
Parts 4
Time 16m

oblivion sellswords skyrim supernaturalroyalty theelderscrolls

"True heroes are not born, they are created through hardships and good moral. Forged from the fires of Sovngarde, and sometimes, even Oblivion..."

                             ~UnknownAll Rights Reserved

oblivion sellswords skyrim supernaturalroyalty theelderscrolls

Table of contents

4 parts

Sign up to add The Elder Scrolls: Sellsword Chronicles to your library and receive updates

or

#53theelderscrolls

Content Guidelines

You may also like

Avarice Blacksteel Book 2 by Xonereth

Most of us long to "Be" but when the path gets too costly, or steep, we take solace in what we "Have." Remove the trappings of what we own and then what is the sum of us? They were the survivors, abandoned by the allies who swore to protect, in the ultimate gesture of greed and betrayal. Their world plunged into annihilation and chaos. With the passage of years in this blighted landscape order was established anew. Those who had been anonymous before the war found their will to rule, those who had experienced the comforts and ease of western life, thrust into darkness and despair. This brutal conflict had awoken those long sleeping, those who had ceased to care, those of immense power, the ones entrusted with the safe keeping of the often volatile mankind. Although their parallel world too was at risk, lethargy and arrogance ruled them. Against the backdrop of this savage landscape the saga of three such tribes of survivors unfold, and the unwitting chosen among them. One tribe sought to prosper via savagery, one by organized military might, and the other who ruled with no more than fairness and love. Three tribes thrown together, competing for the limited resources to survive, in a world teetering on the brink of total decimation. Driven by human avarice.

When Night Ate The Sun by InkandBone

[New Chapters Monthly] A Cursed Devourerer. A King of Light. One Destined for Salvation, The Other Sacrifice. *** Helena is the last of her kind, born to an immortal race of beings. Her Ilk was conceived from the Harmonious Union of the first god and goddess, Mother Void and Father Life. Born from Chaos, the Harmonious could consume the flesh of gods. Fearing all of creation's destruction, the youngest twelve gods and goddesses betrayed the Mother and Father. In an act that spilled blood from the stars, every last child of the Harmonious Union was slaughtered. Her spirit now captured and enslaved by the White Pantheon, Helena knows existence only by what it lacks. Starving, exhausted, and formless; Helena is devoid of life. Centuries pass in torment until the appearance of a mysterious and powerful benefactor rips her away from formless darkness. The being claims the title Lord of the Black, and though he appears as a man, it soon becomes clear he is no servant of the Twelve. Thrust into a new body, Helena wakes as a duel-entity; the ravenous nature of her original consciousness now a nearly uncontrollable force of power. One that potentially possess it's own, separate will. Her mind now transformed, Helena beings to develop the desire to exist as her new self forever. Peace is elusive, however, as the past quickly begins to unravel its twisted roots. An old enemy rears his many heads, threatening the delicate threads of life Helena has just begun to weave. Lies, religious corruption, and a betrayal begin to dig twisted vines into the blossoming love between them. The struggle of overcoming her nature threatens to undo all that Helena has been gifted. Lord Black is hiding his true nature, strange dreams and visions tormenting Helena with the possible truth of his nature. As Helena begins to find a place in her new life, her very existence promises death for creatures she has learned to love.

A Life In The World Of SKYRIM, Book I by Joeaol6

In ancient times, where the caves were full of beasts, people hunted you in the woods, and you struggled to survive, there were many stories of great hero's and how they slayed great beasts. One man never believed many of them, until one day, his life would be one of the greatest stories of them all. Will he save Skyrim from the threat that is looming over it, or will he send Skyrim into eternal darkness? The fate of Skyrim and it's people rests on one man's shoulders, the choice is his, and the power is in his voice.

Idilia: The Dark Kingdom - Part 1 by LeoBojalil

A shroud of darkness descends upon Idilia, a world nestled within the vast Realm of Realis. Astra, the once-noble Crimson Knight, and high-ranking Vanamir Vice-Councilor, has shattered the very veil separating creation from the Non-Creation in his insatiable quest for power. This reckless act has unleashed a tide of malevolent energy, threatening to consume Idilia in an endless night, revealing secrets from centuries past. Hope emerges from an unexpected corner. Five Fae, seemingly unconnected by destiny but brought together by tragedy and darkness, find themselves bound by a greater purpose. Dagda, the refugee adventurer; Aeliana, the Stellar Nomad sorceress; Ashana, the enigmatic mage; Pontha, the walking statue; and Sylvan, the barbarian warlock - their paths converge. Guided by an unseen hand, they unite to form a formidable resistance. Their mission: to locate the legendary Ætheric Scrolls, which hold the key to harnessing the power of the Primordials, ancient beings who hold dominion over the fundamental forces of the universe. This power might be their only hope to vanquish Astra and quell the encroaching darkness before it extinguishes the last flicker of light in Idilia. In a desperate race against time, these unlikely heroes embark on a perilous quest, their every step fraught with danger. The fate of Idilia rests upon their shoulders, and the very balance of creation hangs in the precarious balance.

Fallen Gods by Bladewing683

Gods, supreme beings of immense power, often thought to be all knowing and all powerful. But little do people know, they are often just shadows of what they were portrayed to be. And yes, they do lose their way, quite often, in fact. Caught in a tricky situation between two gods who had been holding a grudge against each other for centuries, Steve has to dive into legends, history and lies in order to find the truth. In a world that the very concepts of right and wrong, good and evil were incredibly blurred, this ordinary Minecrafter faces unknown forces that were at work, and for him, the stakes were higher than he had known in his entire life. The ancient rulers of the world was stirring, and Steve would be caught in between them if they decided to show up. Let's say, he wouldn't fancy meeting them. "Come on now, those so called gods are just superpowered beings. They have fallen, they lose their way, make mistakes, and they aren't necessarily all knowing. So to say, true gods don't even exist in this world." This is a standalone Minecraft short story, with zero connection with the others. I don't own Minecraft and those Minecraftian characters.

Moonlight's Embrace (A Skyrim Fanfic) (ORIGINAL) by TheRussetNightingale

I don't know what I did to deserve this. Sundering of my soul, the destruction of all I held dear. Well, that's a bit dramatic, but hey. I've got to tell my story, don't I? Though I'll admit... perhaps the savior of the world isn't quite so honorable as she should have been. Let's get the exposition over with-- Why in all of Tamriel did I sell my goddamn soul?! ------- Hello! This story is currently being rewritten as Moonlight's Eclipse. It's quite the improvement! Take a look at my profile if you're interested! -------- Highest rankings: #1 in Brynjolf (01/05/19, 09/18/23) #1 in Scrolls (06/22/18) #1 in Skyrim (09/13/20, 11/02/22) ------- Morning Star=January Sun's Dawn=February First Seed=March Rain's Hand=April Second Seed=May Midyear=June Sun's Height=July Last Seed=August Heartfire=September Frostfall=October Sun's Dusk=November Evening Star=December ----------------------------- Original description: Are you kidding me? I went to Riften for a break. Being an adventurer isn't exactly an easy job all the time. Yet the first thing I do is get mixed up in the Thieves Guild. I must be a damn genius. Contains suggestive themes, strong language, alcohol use, and heavy descriptions of gore. Rated PG-13. ___

SEDUCED BY SIN by Mussojj9

BOOK ONE: THE SEVEN PRINCES OF HELL ASMODEUS : PRINCE OF LUST "You belong to me, now and forever. Every breath you take, every thought that crosses your mind, and every beat of your heart is mine. No one else will ever touch you, no one else will ever know you the way I do. You are mine, in body, soul, in every possible way. Your freedom, choices, and desires are all tied to me now. You can't escape it, you can't fight it. From the moment our worlds collided, you ceased to belong to yourself. I've marked you, claimed you, and now, nothing-no god, no fate-can sever the bond that binds us. You are mine, forever and always, and I will let nothing and no one take you from me. I will burn this world to ashes before I let you go."

We Were Stardust Once by rrrick_grimesss

They were born from the stars, but the world refuses to let them stay. It has been three years since the Genesis Flares, the solar phenomenon that gave birth to Astrans: beings with abilities beyond human comprehension. Some see them as miracles, others as abominations but to those in power, they are a threat that must be controlled, exploited, or eradicated. Fear spreads like wildfire, and war is inevitable. Among the displaced and the hunted, a survivor fights to carve out a future for her people, refusing to let them be erased from history. By her side stands the one who saved her, a sister in all but blood, a friend who has vowed to protect her, even if it means keeping dangerous secrets. As alliances fracture and loyalties are tested, they must navigate a world that has already decided what they are: enemies. In the heart of the conflict, two minds once dedicated to progress now wrestle with the weight of their own creations. One, a scientist bound by failing health, seeks to undo the greatest mistake of his life before time runs out. The other, an engineer thrust unwillingly into war, struggles between duty, regret, and the burden of being the only one left to fight. Lines blur between vengeance and justice, survival and sacrifice. The choices they make will determine not only the outcome of the war but the future of the Astrans themselves. Before the war, before the fear, they were all the same. They were all stardust once.

The Primae by ChaosExilion1

The creators of the universe are the greatest mystery and their children are the Forces of existence. But the eldest of them has been locked away from all that is owed to him and he shall take his birth right. But let's have some fun first. Tell me your opinions vote, comment you know, also any errors tell me and any copywriting I don't own that part everything else is mine

A Terra Tale: A Trip to the Mohrg by NickPaschall

What makes a hero? Valorous deeds that aid all of the people of the world, right? We know of the legends the bards tell every night in taverns across the wide world of Terra, but they speak of nobility, and grand acts of wisdom and acts worthy of song. What if real heroes weren't like that? Enter Terrra, a world where heroes are just like you and I, save for the fact they can battle fearsome undead and monstrous demons and not soil themselves. Well, they might do that last part too... but they save the day, in the end, right? Read this if you wish to see what the bard's cut out when composing their next epic poem...

You may also like

Slide 1 of 10

Avarice Blacksteel Book 2 cover

When Night Ate The Sun cover

A Life In The World Of SKYRIM, Book I cover

Idilia: The Dark Kingdom - Part 1 cover

Fallen Gods cover

Moonlight's Embrace (A Skyrim Fanfic) (ORIGINAL) cover

SEDUCED BY SIN cover

We Were Stardust Once cover

The Primae cover

A Terra Tale: A Trip to the Mohrg cover

Avarice Blacksteel Book 2

Most of us long to "Be" but when the path gets too costly, or steep, we take solace in what we "Have." Remove the trappings of what we own and then what is the sum of us? They were the survivors, abandoned by the allies who swore to protect, in the ultimate gesture of greed and betrayal. Their world plunged into annihilation and chaos. With the passage of years in this blighted landscape order was established anew. Those who had been anonymous before the war found their will to rule, those who had experienced the comforts and ease of western life, thrust into darkness and despair. This brutal conflict had awoken those long sleeping, those who had ceased to care, those of immense power, the ones entrusted with the safe keeping of the often volatile mankind. Although their parallel world too was at risk, lethargy and arrogance ruled them. Against the backdrop of this savage landscape the saga of three such tribes of survivors unfold, and the unwitting chosen among them. One tribe sought to prosper via savagery, one by organized military might, and the other who ruled with no more than fairness and love. Three tribes thrown together, competing for the limited resources to survive, in a world teetering on the brink of total decimation. Driven by human avarice.