Blood of the Reach

by Legend of the Frost

This story follows Xaxa Faolan Red the son of Red Eagle and now king of the Sundered Hills in his quest to take back the Reach. Follow this fine and bloody tale of war, heartbreak, betrayal, and victory with Xaxa, Kaie, The Dragonborn, and many other skyrim characters, his rallying cry, The Reach will be ours again. warning: this is a story about the forsworn, so it will be graphic

1. Chapter 1

A forsworn Tale

Xaxa

Prologue

My people once called this land which is the Reach home. But we can no longer, because the nords took our home. They oppress us and we have been forced to pillage our own lands and bury our dead on land that is no longer ours. We are what many call the Forsworn, and we have taken kindly to the name. We will make this land run red with blood for years to come until every nord is driven from the Reach and we can once again call the land home. The spirits are with us, the old gods are with us, and the hags are with us, and we shall not give up our fight. Red eagle had even said this, we will fight to the death and maybe there after. I am a true Reachmen, and this is our tale, the tale of the Forsworn.

We prepared ourselves for battle, we were about to strike hard at the nords like in the great days. I was a young child then, I was born in the Sundered hills and that is where I have been almost my whole life. I wandered the Reach almost freely. I witnessed the nords mistreatment of my people, they hated the native Reachmen. Their soldiers beat on the old young and weak. They preyed on innocent natives, and impoverished us. But the time for vengeance would be soon at hand. Our numbers flourished every day; we grow stronger than before. Hundreds have and are pledging themselves to our cause, the time to strike at the nords would be soon at hand. We would take back Markarth, and the entire Reach, and our enemies would crumble at our feet. There would be much blood spilt, but it would pay off in the long run.