Age of RepressionWe drink to our youth, to the days come and goneAge of Repression3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
For the age of repression is now nearly done
We'll drive out the Thalmor from our lands and our throne,
With our blood and our steel, we'll take back our home
All hail to Talos, the mortal-born god,
We honor your name with our drink and our song
We're the children of Skyrim and we fight all our lives,
And when Sovengard beckons, every one of us dies.
But this land is ours and we'll see it wiped clean
Of the suffering that's sullied our hopes and our dreams
All hail to Tamriel, the land of our birth
By our blades and our hearts, we'll all prove our worth.
We will live without fear, we will raise our war cries.
And when sovengard beckons, everyone of us dies.
Dark Souls: The EndThe sword flew, its fiery blade cleaving the air, swinging straight for my head. Now was the time. I held up my left arm, brandishing the shield taken from one of the towering Black Knights to my left, ready to meet the oncoming blow. Black iron met burning steel in a shower of sparks and embers, as both sword and shield were pushed back. But my foe slightly stumbled back, the recoil of his attack leaving him briefly unbalanced, vulnerable. This was it. Summoning the last of my strength, I lunged forward, letting the burning furysword of Quelaag lead the way. The black, curved, insectoid blade hit home, plunging itself straight into my enemy's heart. Then I raised my leg and kicked him off, allowing him to fall to the ground. He writhed in death throes until disappearing into a mist of tiny white lights, leaving only a floating, bright flame. The absence of the flaming sword brought back the darkness of the large cavern, the only source of light being the flame that floatedDark Souls: The End3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Jagged Crown CH.1-2Chapter 1: VictoryJagged Crown CH.1-23 years ago in Romance More Like This
Ulfric's beloved blade rested in his clutched hand, stained with
the blood of his bitter long-time adversary, Tullius.
The man he considered the unseen tyrant of the Empire was nothing
more than dead weight, lying motionless at Ulfric's feet. Tullius'
severed head was resting on the other side of the room. The aroma of
blood filled the air, and no doubt the walls were covered.
Galmar Stone-Fist boasted victory while their prospect, Mortan,
stood silent with Ulfric. Mortan eyed his mentor, but Ulfric dared
not to make eye contact. He knew the shame Mortan was feeling, for he
felt it, too.
To Ulfric, this wasn't a victory. Too many people died. Children's
innocent lives had ended on the streets, and honorable soldiers such
as Rekke died for doing exactly what Ulfric had been preaching
through out the war; they stood up for what they believed in. Ulfric
knew they weren't right, but how much different were they from him?
Ulfric Stormcloak quietly sheathed his swor
Ballad of the Grey FoxAs we were out patrollingBallad of the Grey Fox3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
One evening in the spring
Both Guards and horses patrolling well
Made the streets and houses ring
But to our great misfortune
No thief there could be found
Our guardsmen cursed and patrolled, but, still
No thief roamed over the streets
And up spoke our master captain
The master of the guard
"If only the Grey Fox come by
We'd get such a raise"
And up there sprung like lighting
A thief from out of his hole
His cowl was the color of a strom-full sky
And his eyes like frozen lakes
And they chased him over the Arena
And they chased him over the Temple
And they chased him down to the Waterfront
But never would he yield
And he jumped in a puff of smoke
And he appeared on the other-side
And he laughed so loud
The whole town shook
And he turned to the guardsmen
And he cried
"Guard on, my fearless Guardsmen
I sure will steal again
For you should never be on rest
When things are missing all around
And when you're lazy at work
Gold will disappear
And you can be sure that
Black SacramentBring forth a shadow from the black of the Rift,Black Sacrament3 years ago in Horror More Like This
to move in the night and through the darkness shift.
Let them be swift and silent, that my foe cannot hear.
--Sweet Mother, sweet Mother, send your child unto me,
for the sins of the unworthy must be baptized in blood and fear.--
I offer my septims that you take their breath,
That your dagger will swiftly carry their death.
To Sithis, my Mother, will you take my foe here?
--Sweet Mother, sweet Mother, send your child unto me,
for the sins of the unworthy must be baptized in blood and fear.--
Keeping the peaceKeeping the peace2 years ago in Drama More Like This
There they were. All gathered round in the conference room of High Hrothgar. The air was tense and Melania could feel it as she moved around to her seat.
"Now that everyone is here please take your seats so we can begin." Arngeir motioned taking a seat, all others making it around their chair sitting as well with the exception of Jarl Ulfric Stormcloak and his general Galmar. "I hope we have all come here in the spirit of-"
"No, you insult us by bringing her to this negotiation?" Ulfric stormed motioning towards Elenwen. "Your chief Talos-hunter?" He added
"That didn't take long" Legate Rikke remarked.
"Hear, Hear" Galmar replied towards Ulfric's words.
"I have every right to be at this negotiation. I need to ensure that nothing is agreed to here that violates the terms of the White-Gold Concordat." Elenwen insisted.
"She's part of the imperial delegation. You can't dictate who I bring to this council." General Tullius coldly added.
Five TenetsThe Five tenets of the Dark BrotherhoodFive Tenets5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
1. Never dishonour the Night Mother, to do so is to invoke the wrath of Sithis
2. Never betray the Dark Brotherhood or its secrets, to do so is to invoke the wrath of Sithis
3. Never disobey or refuse to carry out an order from a Dark brotherhood superior, to do so is to invoke the wrath of Sithis
4. Never steal the possessions of a Dark brother or Dark sister, to do so is to invoke the wrath of Sithis
5. Never kill a Dark brother or Dark sister, to do so is to invoke the wrath of Sithis
TES V: "Sons of Skyrim" LyricsThe Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim - "Sons of Skyrim" Song LyricsTES V: "Sons of Skyrim" Lyrics4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Naal ok zin, los vahriin,
Wah dien vokul mahfaeraak ahst vaal,
Ahrk fin norok paal graan,
Fod nust hon zindro zaan,
Dovahkiin, fah hin kogaan mu draal.
Ahrk fin kel lost prodah,
Do ved viing ko fin krah,
Tol fod zyemah win kien meyz fundien
Alduin fyen do jun,
Kruziik vokun staadnau,
Voth aan bahlok wah diivon fin lien.
By his honor, is sworn,
To keep evil forever at bay,
And the fiercest foes rout,
When they hear triumph's shout,
Dragonborn, for your blessing we pray,
And the Scrolls have foretold,
Of black wings in the cold,
That when brothers wage war come unfurled,
Alduin bane of kings,
Ancient shadow unbound,
With a hunger to swallow the world.
Mass Effect: Generations (Shakarian) Chapter 1Mass Effect: Generations (Shakarian) Chapter 12 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
View the synopsis and declaimers here
“Lola Shepard Vakarian, out here. Now!” My mother shouts from the living room. Full name. I’m in trouble.
I walk out of my room to find my mother is still in her armor, her pistol strapped to her hip. The afternoon sun beams on her back through the windows, casting her figure in dark ominous shadows. She crosses her arms over her chest, her mouth nothing but a straight line. She is really mad.
“Hi, Mom. What’s up?”
“Your classmate, whom they had to help down from the rafters of your school.”
“Yes, that. I just had a long meeting with your principal talking her out of expelling you this close to graduation. Lola, what were you thinking using your biotics on another student?”
I sit down on our black leather couch and stare at my feet, noticing that despite their shine, my boots ar
Out of time part 4Out of time part 43 years ago in Settings More Like This
He jumped down into the hay beneath him, and then began walking like nothing. He had eyes at his back, hearing people whisper to each other. "What a strange man." "Who is he?"
He passed a few stalls selling fruit and incense. The sale men's smiled at him, waved and wanted him to buy off them. He walked to one sale man who looks to be nice. He was given an apple. He put it into his pocket then kept walking a little bit faster to the assassin's headquarters. Ezio was never angry or upset. So this time something must be really wrong.
When he arrived, there were some assassins not far away from the door. They had weapons and armour everywhere. He walked up to them, with a big question in his face. He could feel it himself.
"What is happening here?" The both of them looked at me.
"You don't know? " He shakes his head. "The Templars saw one guy running in to our house. They were trying to follow him inside." He then looked at the other. "We don't know what will happen now. It's not like it's
For Genesis Rhapsodos LoversYou sit in the simulation chamber with Genesis Rhapsodos. The simulation is of a mako cannon by the ocean. You and Genesis come here often to get away from work. You sit and listen to him read LOVELESS. It's a fascinating poem. You sit beside him and look out over the water. This may just be a simulation but it's pretty relaxing. You close your eyes. Genesis continues to read LOVELESS till he finishes the fourth act. He shuts the book.For Genesis Rhapsodos Lovers5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Hey." He says tapping your shoulder.
"Hm?" you reply opening your eyes and looking at him.
"Want a fight a little?" He asks with a small smirk.
"If we do, will you promise not to go crazy again? You almost destroyed the whole simulation chamber last time." You say.
'Yes." He says rolling his eyes. He jumps off the ledge he was sitting onto the cannon. He walks out a bit then turns to you. He draws his sword. You smile and jump down, too. You draw your sword.
"Ready?" You ask with a grin. Genesis just smiles back. You charge at him. Your swords meet. He
Understanding ShadowClanUnderstanding ShadowClan5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"What about ShadowClan?" Ashfur asked.
"Well, they are just evil," Hollypaw growled, "so you never know how low they'll stoop in any attack. That makes them unpredictable."
"And weaknesses?" Brackenfur pressed.
"ShadowClan is weak because they think they are braver than they actually are," Hollypaw mewed. -Dark River, pages 67-68
You could consider this part two of my essay, "Blackstar Theories."
After writing that essay for Blackstar, I remembered how misunderstood his birth-Clan is as well and I couldn't help myself in writing something for ShadowClan This has always been my favorite Clan, and I was eager to clear their case in a nice old warriors essay.
The three things that most other Clans (and plenty of warriors fans) despise about ShadowClan is
a) ShadowClan are stubborn and extremely defensive.
b) ShadowClan is always making trouble and being selfish.
c) ShadowClan has the darkest history, history which is
Skyrim: RebirthLocation: Skyrim, TamrielSkyrim: Rebirth1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Time: Second Seed, 5E302
Archer observed the fortress that stood not a mile away from his position with a personal viewing scope. It was an old fort that was left over from the olden days, made of crumbling stone, and weathered with age. It might have appeared more grand back when it was made, but nowadays it was abandoned; except for the occasional bandits that would oftentimes settle down there and conduct raids on merchant wagons passing by on their way to nearby Whiterun, such as now. Archer had been sent on a Companions’ contract, along with Farkas, to eliminate the bandits now occupying the fort. Also coming along with him was his Housecarl, Lydia.
“So what’s it like over there, Archer?” asked Farkas, gazing out towards the old ruins without his own viewing scope. The large Nord was heavily armored, wearing a thick steel cuirass on his chest under a brown cloth jacket and shirt, and he wore gray pants. He held a large bardi
Out of time part 6Out of time part 63 years ago in Settings More Like This
She was moving from his arms. He didn't bother himself to open his eyes and kept them close. It was light in the room, so he slowly turned around with his face were it was darker. He soon felt something cuddle up to his arms again. They both sighted and he put his arm around her and put her closer. He felt how something warm soft was dragged up to his shoulders. A quilt, it was a good feeling, wake up to something so warm and lovely.
"Morning" I heard someone whisper in my ear. I mumbled something I didn't remember a second later. Again and again I closed my eyes, even if I was trying to have them open, woke up. She was holding me, her hair touched my chest. A kiss was placed on my nipple. I could feel her smile. "You're alright?"
"Yeah," I murmured. I stretched and yawned. Looked at her face. The pain inside had gone away. I wasn't worried anymore. Ezio couldn't kick me out of the brotherhood. I know to much, and he wouldn't kill me. Everything will be alright, and after all I couldn'
Save Games Collide: The Fanfiction Part 1When Save Games Collide: The Fanfiction Part 1Save Games Collide: The Fanfiction Part 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was a cold, dark night out in Skyrim, which was normal for the Northern Province. However, this particular night was even darker, and colder than the others, because Winter was fast approaching. However, it also provided for a wonderful ominous setting for what was about to occur. In Skryim, the winters were some of the coldest, given its northern location in the continent. Despite everything about the place practically shouting "COLD", an Argonian man wearing Dragonscale armor, a sign of having slain several dragons, was seen walking through the roads, with a woman of Nordic descent trailing closely behind. The Argonian had dark red war paint over his eyes, and dark green scales all over his body. Two horns sprouted out from the back of his head, and smaller horns lined his eye brows. His golden eyes looked along the wild scenery, taking in the still-breathtaking sights of Skyrim. Now, just because the Argonian man h
Mage's Pride Tev. TranslationMage's Pride(Anima Magus)Mage's Pride Tev. Translation4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Anders: tui e mea-
unto you and I
F!Hawke: e tua, ma adore.
and you, my love(masc).
F!Hawke: omne a rei vera ti reina.
in all, to king true your(masc) queen/in all, to your king I your true queen.
(alternatively- omne a rei via ti rei na-
To the Amusment of MaraAuthors note: This was a response to prompt I found on the Skyrim kink meme, it stated off small, but ended up tall. XD As my tales often do.To the Amusment of Mara3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
To the Amusement of Mara
Everyone in Whiterun was acting strange.
The day had started with a warm, bright morning (by Skyrim standards) and Draden had been quick to decide that she was going to relish the good weather for as long as possible. That meant no extended rides into the mountains to find some long forgotten cave, no dire mission to save or avenge her Companion brethren and absolutely no dragon slaying (unless one happened to attack the city again, then her hand would be forced). In short, she was going to stay within the walls of Whiterun and have a normal day.
So she forwent her light elven armor and apprentice hood for a tan tunic, a single belt and comfortable fur boots. Comparatively, it felt like she was wearing nothing at all, and it was nice to have the skin on her arms and legs bare to the air. After pondering a moment, Draden d
Curse of the WereraptorIt was a cool, dark night in Whiterun. Despite its name, Whiterun did not see nearly as much snow as other Holds of the province.The two great Moons were peacefully looming high in the heavens, giving off an eerie white glow. All was peaceful, with the townspeople sleeping soundly in their beds as the guards patrolled, keeping Whiterun safe under their watchful eyes.Curse of the Wereraptor3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The silent peace was broken when a door creaking open disturbed the airwaves. The door to Breezehome, the house of Whiterun's very own Thane, had just opened, revealing an Argonian clad in studded armor. He had green scales, and small curved horns over his eye ridges, much like human eyebrows. Two larger horns that curved slightly, which looked like a Dragon's horns, sprouted out from his head. Dark red war paint went over his golden eyes, which seemed to glow in the dark.
Archer shivered slightly as he exited the house; he still wasn't used to the ever-present chill of Skyrim. He stepped out, and closed the do
Out of time part 7Out of time part 73 years ago in Settings More Like This
We where in a big dark corridor, Ezio had a torch but that was the only thing that was lighting the hallway up. Everything was built of stone and it was under the assassins house. I was walking close behind the muscular man, maybe a little bit to close but he just smiled at me.
"...of dark? Yeah" I interrupt. It was cold here, even a little bit humid. I was so glad that this torch warm me up, not much at all, but a little. And this fire made me feel more confident, even if I was scared and speed up.
"I promise you Leone, there is nothing down here to be scared of."
"Why do you even have all these stuff down here?" I changes subject and he looked over his shoulder, smiled at me.
"You have grown fast, I don't think I have seen that before now. " He turned around, and we could slowly glimpse a door. "And why we have these things down here? We think it's safer. Very simple huh?" When we came into the room there was a lot of equipment, armours, swords, and lots
Golden Crests and Apple Pie 4"Um... Rainbow Dash? Are you sure that idea's safe?"Golden Crests and Apple Pie 43 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Eh, safety's overrated." The cyan pegasus replied, waving a dismissive hoof in the air.
Fluttershy struggled to keep up with her friend, her yellow wings beating as hard as they could in a simple effort to not fall behind. "Oh... Well, I mean, if you don't mind me saying... don't you think it's a little... extreme?" She cringed at her own choice of words. "... I'm sure Soarin' will like the tricks you can already do." Rainbow braked in mid flight, and Fluttershy yelped when she almost slammed into her.
"...Like? LIKE?! Fluttershy, he has to LOVE them!" She turned on her friend with the most panic-stricken, serious face that Fluttershy had ever seen on her. "If he doesn't love them, how could he ever consider me a good candidate for the Wonderbolts?! Or..Or worse! What if he doesn't want to hang out with me because he thinks I'm too lame?!! What if the other Wonderbolts find out and not want me to join because of my lameness?! What i