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  • Laid to Rest, a Vitus and Friends Tale

       ***Advisory: This story contains graphic violence, sexual content, drug use, profanity, and terrible humor***   Photo Credit: Elderscrolls Fandom.   Author's note: So I actually started writing this way back in 2017 for Halloween, but… life. I managed to periodic...
  • A.D.W.D. Chapter 28: First Dates

    A few more turns and the roast should be cooked through, Valus thought in amusement as he watched a bundle of damp cloth rotate before the hearth fire in the afterglow of a full stomach and warm shelter. Kaera had wolfed her share of the meal down in half the time and was now hoping that a rotisseri...
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  • A.D.W.D. Interlude: The Fox and the Hare

      High in the mountains of Haafingar a white hare crested a bank of snow under clear skies. Its nose twitched at the heavy scent of iron drifting through the air and it hopped towards the source, a red spreading from a form surrounded by virgin powder. Atop the blanket of its own life, a fox t...
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  • A Favor Forgotten Part III, A Vitus and Friends Tale

      “Drem Yol Lok…”   The foreign words washed over and through them. The Words shook them all to their bones and filled their souls. The breath of fire and brimstone encompassed all that they were, but it did not burn them. Instead it brought the comfort of a warm hear...
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  • A Favor Forgotten Part II, A Vitus and Friends Tale

      “Thief? They’re right here!” Vitus objected and passed the bundle of long delayed letters to Sylgja. “We had some minor setbacks.”   “A whole year worth of setbacks? You think you can waltz in here after all this time and act like nothing happened?&...
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  • A Favor Forgotten Part I, A Vitus and Friends Tale

    Vitus closed the door to their room behind him with a sigh that released all the tensions of travel, but he only managed one step forward before his hopes of a soft, warm bed were dashed upon the rocks.   “Ah, nope.”   Lydia had beaten him to the inn somehow and by the way ...
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  • A Dance With Daedra [TOC]

          A Dance with Daedra begins with the trials of a teen, Amari, as she strives to break free of the fate the Greater Daedra weave about her, but without knowing their motives,a perceived move towards freedom may only be another step further into their web. Her journey is entwi...
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  • A.D.W.D. Chapter 27: House Hunting

        Something bumped Kaera awake. She groaned and blearily raised her head. A shrill shriek split the air and Valus’s groan soon echoed her own.   “No… my head.”   Kaera followed the blurred form of a girl running down the stairs with a broom still ...
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  • A.D.W.D. Chapter 26: The Winking Skeever

        “A thief?!” Falk exclaimed. “Guards! Seize them at once!”   Three guards appeared as if from thin air, one on each of Trebonde’s arms and the last pinning Amari’s wrists behind her back. Her captor seemed afraid of bruising her and kept a lo...
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  • A.D.W.D. Chapter 25: The Dragonborn Comes

        The silence of the throne room was tense as everyone waited for the Windcaller to reach the upper palace balcony. The return of the dragons had woken a passion among the youth to learn the old ways. An ancient power was released upon the world the day Helga fell and almost brought ab...
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  • A.D.W.D. Chapter 24: Ipseity

      “Nope! You’re stuck with it now,” Amari stated smugly against Trebonde’s protests. “I’m not going to run around Skyrim with a dick joke for a name, Kaera!” The name felt foreign on her ears; she still felt like an Amari. “Too bad, Valus. It&r...
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  • A.D.W.D. Chapter 23: New Dawn

    Trebonde woke first only to find them under an unfamiliar roof, wearing unfamiliar clothes. Panic gripped his heart and his hand shot out to the Daedric mace, instinctively knowing where it lay.   “Whoa! Easy there traveler! We mean no harm.” A voice interrupted.   “H...
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  • A.D.W.D. Chapter 22: The Hunt

        “WAKE UP!” Amari screamed at Trebonde.   He bolted onto his feet ready for any danger with the Mace of Molag Bal already drawn. The soft glow of the dying coals lit the trees in a sinister light, but did little to dispel the concealing shadows. What he did spot was...
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  • A.D.W.D. Chapter 21: Shadows and Dust

            As you will it, so it shall be.       “…amari  …Amari  …Amari! Wake up! Stay with me!”   Each shout was a jolt, raising Amari further from an abyss as dark as the Void. Slowly the world came into foc...
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  • A.D.W.D. Recap for Arc I and Arc II

    SPOILERS!!! (Duh) ARC I: Survive Amari has been caught within an intricate web of Hermaeus Mora’s design since before she was even born.   Her father, Ernard of House Rostorard was a Priest of Mara and met her mother, Yvarra, while on a pilgrimage through the isolated mountains o...
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  • A.D.W.D. Chapter 20: Strength

      “So we meet again,” Amari addressed the same stream she’d crossed with a guide earlier, a guide who was now a prisoner.   It still merrily bubbled along, marking the boundary of Markath, but did not otherwise respond this time. Logrolf had called for a halt by its ba...
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  • A.D.W.D. Chapter 19: Rivalry

      What am I doing? Amari thought. Why was she following this Forsworn through the city, haunting in its stillness? She glanced up at the night sky to see Secunda hidden behind clouds, but Masser hung high and full, marking a time when honest souls slept. At the edges of her sight, she saw the ...
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  • A.D.w.D. Chapter 18: Weakness

          The last of Molag Bal’s laugh died out and for a moment the three stood in complete silence. Then Tyranus strode forward and challenged the ceiling:   “Show yourself demon and face the Wrath of Stendarr!”   The priest’s bravado only mad...
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  • A.D.W.D. Chapter 17: Jail Birds

      “I can’t believe you got me arrested!” Amari shouted at Trebonde as the guards dragged them from the Temple of Dibella.   “Relax, we’ll be fine,” he replied idyllically while the young guard dragging him tried to avoid touching the nude thief as m...
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  • Retirement, A Vitus and Friends Tale

    Lydia greedily breathed the scent in the scent of the sea as cold saltwater sprayed across the ship’s bow. “Ah, Skyrim! How I’ve missed you.” “Kharjo believes the Nord speaks only for herself.” The water had splashed over the Khajiit as well, but instead of prou...
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  • Hybrid - Chapter 8

    Where am I? Why am I here of all places? Flavius thought. His memory still did this from time to time and it wasn’t becoming any less frustrating. Here was amid a circle of some really prissy looking folk talking about some political issue he really did not care about. The crystal glass in his hand...
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  • A.D.W.D. Chapter 16: Road to Markarth

       “Did she just die?” The young Sybil asked as if wondering what the weather would be, then poked Amari’s limp form in the face.   Trebonde set Amari down at the side of the bridge and pressed his ear against her chest, listening carefully. Every few moments he...
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  • A.D.W.D. Chapter 15: Broken Tower

          “What do you mean I can’t come? You’re letting her go and I’m at least twice as strong!” Belchimac complained.   Tyranus finished signing his letter and started sealing it with candle wax before responding.   “First of all, ...
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  • A.D.W.D. Chapter 14: Divine Intervention

      Trebonde lay on his back, gnawing on a shoot of grass as he watched the clouds lazily pass by the sun, but the break was far from peaceful. The villagers sat or paced uneasily in the center of town as Tyranus called them one by one to the table he’d commandeered on Ainethach’s ...
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  • A.D.W.D. Chapter 13: Boiling Point

      Damn the daedra! Tyranus woke with his blood already boiling. His dreams had been haunted by fire. First the inferno unleashed by the Markynaz, then that of a burning house with a child at the center, Emily. She’d only been eight when she was possessed. His hand had been forced. He g...
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  • A.D.W.D. Chapter 12: Confessions

      The waxing moons shone brightly tonight, the light transforming the river’s surface into that of a great silver snake. Flowing ever onward, yet never changing. So many victories, yet the same battles always return. Those too young die, the old weep, and a new generation raises the ba...
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  • A.D.W.D. Chapter 11: Tales by Fire Light

      Tyranus set his mug down and looked across the fire lit faces of Karthwasten’s folk.   “Hmmm, where to begin, not the beginning that much I know… and definitely not my first encounter with the deadra…”   “What type a’ story skips th...
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  • A.D.W.D. Chapter 10: The Edge of Light and Darkness

      Tyranus watched the flames etch black scars across a branch and listened to the escaping sap crackle in the fire. Its body fueled the light of the night’s revelry, yet come morning it would be naught but ash, forgotten with the rest.   He gazed back into the blazing fire from...
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  • A.D.W.D. Chapter 9: A Silent Night

      Amari breathed in deep and took in the intoxicating smell of the stew before her. “Lamb, garlic, Frost Mirriam, and Alto wine in the broth?”   “That’s quite the nose on you. This recipe has been in the family for more generations than I can count,” Aine...
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  • A.D.W.D. Chapter 8: Silver Tongued

      “I thought you said Karthwasten was the same distance away as Rorikstead!” Amari snapped at Silver.   “I thought it was!” he defended. She still had trouble thinking of him by this new name, Trebonde. She knew him first as the bandit Silver, but that name was...
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  • A.D.w.D. Chapter 7: Daybreak

    Amari and Silver collapsed into the sanctuary of the meat locker. The battle raged on above, shouts trembled the earth above them and rolled like thunder. How did she always end up down here? She shivered at the memory of her last time in the cove, with the Toad. He was still there, bobbing beneath ...
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  • A.D.w.D. Chapter 6: Shouts in the Wind

    She drifted, unable to breath. With the poison coursing through her veins, Amari doubted she would have been able to take in breath even if she wasn’t underwater. Beneath the water, she gazed at clouds distorted by the river's refraction. A roaring filled her ears and soon white breakers fille...
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  • A.D.w.D. Chapter 5: Best Laid Plans

      Amari must have fallen asleep at some point, for she was rudely awoken by the loud crack of a wooden spoon to the head.   “Rise and shine! Now get to work; it’s almost breakfast time.”   Old Hjorta seemed to be back to her normal self again. Amari blearily rub...
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  • A.D.w.D. Chapter 4: Ill Omens

    The Toad blocked the only exit from the room and savored each step he took towards Amari. The shadows cast by the torch danced as if they too were eager for what awaited. The heat grew as he approached to the point that she had to turn from the sweltering flames. She was alone, but the poisoned stea...
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  • A.D.w.D. Chapter 3: Today's Special

          Amari pressed her back to the wall, ready to dash past the courtyard and into the kitchens at the first opening. Behind her she could sense the bandits’ auras milling about the dried and cracked grounds outside as they prepared for lunch. It had been over a month sinc...
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  • Shipwrecked

    I’m drowning! I scream out and immediately regret it when I choke on icy seawater. Spluttering, I frantically search for the surface. It’s dark, the water clouds my vision, and I can’t tell up from down. I find a wood axe slowly sinking up and clutch on to it then swim down. My h...
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  • A.D.w.D. Chater 2: Memories

    Image from: http://orcz.com/ESO:_Wayrest_-_Alley   Witch! That was his last thought! Not maybe I shouldn’t threaten to throw girls into a pit full of skeevers or maybe I should have rethought those life choices that led to drinking skooma in a dank bandit cove? Amari gazed into the dark...
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  • A.D.W.D. Chapter 1: Camp Follower

      Damn it! Boil already! Amari glared at the defiant nine-cursed tub of gruel, or was it eight now? It was a crime to worship Talos, the hero-god of man, these days.   Amari had nothing else to do, but the pot tried her patience nonetheless. She settled for staring vacantly into the d...
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  • Paths Divergent

      Pilpen once baker spoke, “I saw the remnants of what you did in the mountains, Amari, I helped bury them. You tried to grasp the sword, but couldn’t. Could you?” She could not deny that. The sword had burst into flames at her attempt.“You damned a man’s eternal ...
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  • Breakfast

    Golden light just barely crested the ocean view sill, washing the bamboo hut with early morning glow. Lydia entered the dining area with light steps and an easy smile, hair down and still slightly ruffled from the night. Kharjo followed her path with perked ears and grin from where he sat at the tab...
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