Elder Scrolls Stream Story 1: Forge-Side Service
**Forge-side Service For Zsisron By Draconicon** Crests-With-Foam was a hard worker, and so was his friend, Hammers-Red-Steel. The two Argonians had been working for the orc smith Urta gro-Burzag for weeks, with his friend working in the...
Twelve Days of Skyrim - TES Arrow in the Knee Christmas Song
On the first day of Skyrim, my companion gave to me... An arrow to the knee! \* \* \* On the second day of Skyrim, my companion gave to me... Two stolen sweet rolls! And an arrow to the knee! \* \* \* On the third day of Skyrim, my companion...
K'Jaar adventures 1
Its just an a old legend!" its not! dont listen to her! just go to the jarl and tell him youre dragonborn!" guard said. k'jaar did't whait. again he ran to the kingdom.. "you are dragpnbprn?!" jarl balgruuf asked curiously.
The Elder Scrolls: The Madman Moony Chronicles I: The Prince of Parties
Of course it's not a name written in any boring old tomes or recited in prayer from lecherous old priests, no, it's a name consigned to the deepest pits of oblivion because it's just too damn funny.
Elder Scrolls Story: The Anal Thief
The Anal Thief for HandofBlades by Draconicon When night had fallen, Barnaxi made his way over to his master's door. The Argonian paused at the wooden barrier, pressing the side of his head against it to listen for the sounds of a man awake. He...
Elder Scrolls Story: Burning the Nest
Burn the Nest for DrakeHavok by Draconicon The last Falmer died with its heart exploding in the Argonian's hand, and he shook his fingers a few times to scatter the flecks of heat-dried blood to the floor. Arga glanced over his shoulder towards...
A Less Rude Tale - Part 2
The tree i was touching made a gentle, groaning creak like old bones as it swayed in the slight breeze. i slowly let out my breath. people make mistakes, i thought to myself.
The Argonian Chronicles: Scout's Honor
Scouts-Many-Marshes The water lapped against the docks. The wood creaked and groaned with each movement. I leaned down again to pick up another crate from the latest shipments to Windhelm. "Hey, Marshes, pick up the pace before I kick your sorry...
Foot Fetish Stream Story 8: Summer's Heat in Summerset
From the first breath that didn't taste of steel and old rust, he felt more comfortable. yes, his mane was flattened, and soaked with sweat.
The Asassin's Dark Tales-Chapter VI: Snake in a Crate
At the end of the hall, he found the old nord sleeping on a dirty bed between two large piles of crates.
The Assassin's Dark Tales-Chapter I: First Meeting
#2 of elder scrolls days' hiding in his old lair-the immense sewer of the imperial city-the prisoner was once more in almost complete darkness and have grown tired of the smell of sewer. he wanted to be free and out into the world.
Pelletine
**Pelletine:** **The Warrior Empire** "Eshita grew up there, you know. She knows it like the back of her paw. And believe her...it's better this way." -Eshita Pelletine. Though I myself have never been to Pelletine, having grown up my whole...