Wounded...Wounded...Wounded...2 years ago in Settings
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Nightshade had killed Gaius, sure, but he was stronger than she originally thought. She had underestimated Maro, and it almost cost her her life. Everything was dim for Nightshade. She wasn't unconscious, but it seemed like she was halfway there. She heard the nervous whispers of her siblings as they stood around her bed, and the consent weeping of someone next to her. The shaky, unsteady voice sound familiar. Who was it? Nightshade knew the voice, but why not the person? Then she realized who it was...
"Cicero is sorry Listener... Cicero has failed you..." Cicero said between sobs.
'He failed me? How? Was he there with me when I was nearly killed?' Nightshade asked herself. Then she remembered. He had been with her, as she asked him to. And he tried his damnedest to distract Gaius while Night attacked him. But Gaius had ignored the jester and kept his attention on Nightshade, trying to plunge his sword in her stomach. Luckily, that was easy enough t
Edgar Algae Story Chapter II -Chapter two- Birth Edgar Algae Story Chapter II2 years ago in Profiles
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Era= 4 Era, 183, 18 years before than the events in Skyrim, 18 of Frost Fall, Morndas, 10:00 a.m.
Place= Zloi Mansion (A Mansion between the Cyrodill, Morrowind, and Skyrim frontier.)
Ereesei was looking silently at the gray, cold sky. She was once a free girl, raised in a farm, in the beautiful lands of Black Marsh, and she later moved to Cyrodill, with all his family, to sell their crops. There she found her love, Edlio, a really kind-hearted hero, intelligent, and brave. When she thinked she could not be more happy, slave traders come to the village, and raided it, taking her, and many others, to this horrible mansion. Her hero had tried to save all, but when he was about to save all, the traders realized he was to fast to bring him down, so they used Ereesei to distract him, and they plunge a sword in his chest, and thrown to a house in flames. She felt bad about that, thinking she was the one who cause his death.
She thinked about this, and s