Storm’s Childe 1 – Sanctuary Asunder


Amelia Stormbringer sat comfortably on her bed, reading a book. She was at peace, a long, well-deserved peace, and it had come in such strange circumstances that it was still hard for her to imagine. If someone would have told her five years ago that she would end up in this place, on the path she now walked, she never would have believed them. She had always been a fighter—she had been a mercenary since the age of eighteen—but fighting and murder were two different things.

Amelia was twenty-seven years old. She was tiny—just under 5’2” tall. Although Vallanil said she was a raving beauty, she had always thought of herself as cute. But she could work with cute. She had red hair that she had always kept short because long hair could be used as a handhold by the enemy. She usually wore black and red, whether it was her armor or clothing, although she rarely wore dresses. She wasn’t fond of most jewelry, with a couple of notable exceptions, one of them being earrings. She loved them and always wore them, and she had over a hundred pairs in her collection. Her eyes had once been blue, but they were red now. Only a magical ring kept them from glowing red all the time and giving up her nature.

Amelia was a vampire.

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Dragonborn: The Legacy – Epilogue

5E 20, 14 Last Seed
Rowan opened her eyes slowly, her skin stinging and her head throbbing. Someone knelt next to the bed, and she blinked a few times until the figure came into focus. It was Master Lodur.

“Welcome back,” he said warmly.

“The others?”

“Alive. Your mother is fine, but I’m afraid your brother and Blanche’s injuries were severe. They haven’t regained consciousness.”

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Skyrim Tarot, ESO Fanfic, and a Dilemma

Welp, as of today, I have completed all the creation and tweaking of my Skyrim Tarot. Still haven’t heard back from Bethesda with permission, but I’m working on the companion book anyway. I’m getting a lot of help from some trusted tarot sites and a good friend with a lot of Skyrim knowledge, so the book is starting to really shape up.

I’m almost done with Dragonborn: The Legacy. I posted the last big chapter today and only the epilogue remains. After that, I think I’m going to move on to some Elder Scrolls Online fanfic. The problem is that I have two stories in my head, so I have to decide if I want to write two at once, write one and hope I don’t lose the other one, or just abandon the second one. Plus, if I do that, which one do I abandon? Decisions, decisions.

If any of you guys have ever juggled two fanfics before, how did you do? Did you find yourself favoring one? Did you ever abandon one part of the way in just because you got more emotionally involved in the other? Or did you find that since you were dividing your attention, both fanfics suffered for it? Any advice fanfic jugglers have would be much appreciated.

Dragonborn: The Legacy 32 – Explosions

Chapter 32 - Rowan et al 25E 20, 8 Last Seed

Rowan and Dolff took a few days to enjoy being married, and though she dreaded the coming journey, she was happier than she had ever been. Farkas and Vilkas took some time to get reacquainted before Vilkas and Athis returned to Jorrvaskr, with the promise that they would stay in touch. Ben spent his time working on extra magic protection gear for himself and the other Dragonborns, especially for fire, in anticipation of whatever assault the Coat of Storms might throw at them.

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Dragonborn: The Legacy 31 – Reunion and Union

Chapter 31 - Farkas and Vilkas5E 20, 2 Last Seed
After months of hearing nothing but secondhand information and idle gossip about Rowan and Ben, Vilkas had decided it was time to find out for himself what was going on. He knew Ulfric had passed away and Dolff had taken the throne as Jarl of Windhelm, but he hadn’t received so much as a letter from any of them since it had happened. Rumors were rampant, of course, and when Coranil and Kaaley—whom he’d had suspicions about for quite some time—suddenly disappeared from Whiterun for several weeks, he began to plan a trip to Windhelm. Athis had refused to let him travel alone, so the two of them had set out a few days ago, and they arrived at the Palace of the Kings just after noon.

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