In the world of Skyrim

by summerfiled

In a land old and still very much new, a legend unfolds at the beat of a wing the call of a bird. This land is old but very new depending on how you look at it. This far beyond imagination live in this world. This is the story of a long long journey, of adventure, treachery, and something that no one can explain. From long ago tale of a land called morrowind, to the stories of por

1. Chapter 1 The story begins

Ice walked alone down dark streets vacant of light. Her story dose not start out in the world of skyrim. Ice looked at the sky her long blond hair falling at her sides. No moon shown in the darkness a new moon by the looks of the sky. Her sibling walked at her side. His short black hair and dark blue eyes hidden in the darkness but he was seen by his white shirt. A slight wind ruffled her long hair sending it slighting flying behind her for a few seconds.

The third sibling out of four walked up. She was young her image pale and ghostly with her faded brown hair, soft brown eyes emotionless fixed on her sister, her fair skin almost glowing in darkness. The fourth sibling beside her his carrot top hair ruffle by the wind it was short but slightly longer then is brothers his amber eyes almost glowing in the darkness. The four siblings looked at one another dark trees loomed over head in a scarce forest. Vines grabbed at their feet making the brown haired girl trip.

"Sister are you, O.K." Ice said rushing over caching her. Her sister merely gave a slight nod got her footing and trudged on as they came to a swampy murky land with a dank smell that made Ice's nose wrinkle. The four siblings were told by a friend that an odd thing had appeared in the swap. It was easy to locate for it had a blood red glow. The brown haired girl once more tripped this time into the glow of red. Despite the order to stop that Ice barked the brother's charge after alarm shooting through them making their steps swift. Ice looked about the place darkness starting to close around her as the portal started to disappear. Almost cat like she leaped into the quickly closing glow of red fearing the lonely darkness she must endure on the way back and the whipping she would get with no siblings with her even if she was the youngest.

Pain surged through Ice she screamed glass mostly broke a mile away. She whimpered as it ebbed away her vision grew fuzzy and she blacked out the last this she could see was a black robed figure closing in on her slowly crawling close, closer finally the universe went dark to her.

The next thing Ice knew was something soft was under her she could not open her eyes but she could most. She moved her had around till she felt sharp objects on something near where she lay. She eyes shot open in alarm. First her vision was a wild blur, but as it came into focus she found she was in an old looking building on a bed of fastened straw, wolf pelts covered it like sheets making it a silken soft.

She looked at the tool and found it was a small knife near some bread and cheese that looked very much homemade. She sighed relief flooding over her, she tensed up once more as the door opened a cat like thing on two legs entered. Most of the time she could hide her emotions real well but she couldn't stop the confusion from covering her entire face at the odd sequence of events. She then noticed the hooded robe the cat thing had on.

"Wha- what's going on its all so confusing and I get none of this. Where am i? What am I doing here? What are y-"She started to question cut off but what he said next.

"Young one I know the world you come from, you must have thousands of questions and now is the time for answers" He started his voice was ruff like it had not been used in ages. "You are in a world only describable by games you former humans created, you are in the world of skyrim.