Hello everyone, this is my first contribution to the South Park fandom, and I hope you will like it! This is also my first fiction in English (I usually write in French) :3

Main pairing: Creek, many others to come.

So this is an alternate universe, basically, it is a big orgy between South Park the Stick of Truth, Game of Thrones and the Elder Scrolls.

Enjoy!

A Letter From The Continent.

It was in the middle of the afternoon, when the sun was high in the immaculate sky, that a knock on the door nearly made Tweek scream in fear.

"OH GODS! Y-yes, come in!"

The boy sighed with relief when he saw his mother Linda coming in, instead of an hired assassin like he thought it would be. Tweek was sure that he would die assassinated and was afraid of way too many things, one could describe him as a complete paranoid. Tweek, as the jittering kid he was, had always had the most unbelievable fears of being killed, abducted, raped, or the three at the same time, and strangely enough, it had always been like this.

"Tweek my dear, your father just received a letter from the Tuckers", she said, smiling when she saw her son's face brighten at the name.

"G-great! What did it say?" Tweek asked.

"Well, the King is making a tour of the Kingdom to pay a visit to all of its great lords, and the Tuckers are the next on the list. However, the King wants us to be with the Tuckers to meet him in Bluehaven, as it will spare him the boat trip to our islands."

"Does that mean we have to take the boat?!" The boy suddenly panicked, tugging at his tunic.

"Yes dear, unfortunately."

"AGH! WHAT IF THERE IS A STORM? WE COULD SINK!"

"Tweek please, the weather is calm in this season, you know it, and the Median Sea has never been a choppy sea..."

That didn't seem to appease the blonde boy at all. He was shaking and his eyes never stayed more than three seconds at the same place. His mother sighed and crossed the room to get to the bed, where her son was nervously sitting. She finally handed him a letter, seal still in place.

"Is this -ACK!- for me?"

"Yes, the crow carried two letters, this one is at your name. I'll be going now, your father will tell you more at dinner."

And so she went out of the room. As soon as she was out, Tweek ripped the enveloppe with his shaky fingers and began to read the letter.

Dear Friend,

It has been so long since your last stay in Bluehaven. I can hardly wait to see you again, after all these we are both men, but I feel excited like a child at the thought of your visit, it just makes me sooooo happy. Of course the King will be there, so there will be much protocol, and I already can hear you complain about how it will be too much pressure. And try to not worry so much about crossing the sea, will you? Think about what's on the other side! I'll have plenty of your precious coffee ready for you.

And Ruby is dying to know you, since she was too young to remember you.

Sincerely, Craig.

"Oh man, that is way too much pressure!" Tweek thought while putting the paper down on his nightstand.

He stood up and headed for the balcony, which had a stunning view on the harbor and the city beneath the cliff, upon which the keep had been built. The city of Stardusk was made of little white stone houses built in the surrounding cliffs, and along the shore. The largest building was of course the Tweak's keep, who had been built on the highest ground, in order to properly "watch" the city beneath it.

The wind blew and ruffled Tweek's messy, long and spiky blond hair. His balcony was the only place where he could find some peace. Of course if he stood far enough of the edge, otherwise he would panick at the idea of falling and dying.

He watched a couple of galleys entering the harbour, thinking of how stressful it would be to be on board of a boat for three days. Unfortunately, he lived on the Iron Isles, the most western part of the kingdom. And, he's the only one who didn't like that. His father, Richard, the lord of the Isles, made his domain considerably rich thanks to two ressources only present there: sapphires and coffee, both absolutely loved by the ruling aristocracy of the Kingdom. Tweek was no different, mostly regarding coffee as he had a cup in his hands most of the time, resulting in some severe lack of sleep sometimes. Even so, the boy would not give up his precious beverage.

He decided to come back inside in order to fetch one, just after gazing at the scenery, thinking about how his best friend Craig might have changed. It had been five years since their last encounter and Tweek was nearly bursting with anticipation, nearly as much as he was craving for coffee at this very moment.

So, he left his room, his head full of chaotic thoughts, coffee, Craig, boat rides and other things which made him feel more stressed out than he already was.

Thanks for your attention! Chapter one shoud come very soon :3

GreguKun