As Westeros burns in the War of the Five Kings, A stranger suddenly appears on the continent. One with the soul of a dragon and the power to shape the nation itself. At the same time, another stranger shows up in Essos. Crossing paths with the last Targaryen on her road to Meereen.

Every man, woman and child in Skyrim could tell you about how the Dragonborn saved the world from Alduin and ended a civil war at the exact same time. Yet there is not a soul in all of Tamriel that could tell you about his last adventure.

Calder Dragonbane has lived a good life, and now on as he closes his eyes for the final time he goes to Sovngarde... Or so he thought. Awaking in the woods, and young once more. Calder must figure out where he is and why he has been set to this new world. Knowing his luck, Sheogorath sent him here just for shit's and giggles.

The Temple of Sacred Ashes lies in ruins, the remains of Divine Justinia V indistinguishable from the ashes and demon ichor that rain down from a glowing green sky. They pray to the Maker for a saviour, and what do they get? A demon.

"Every being makes mistakes… mortal or immortal. A single misspoken word, bad choice, or thoughtless action could lead to the end of a mortal life or the life of its country… But if an immortal makes the same mistakes they can destroy worlds…"

Seda is the Dragonborn, and she is dead set on killing every dragon from Tamriel to Sovrngarde, and everywhere in between. And luckily for Middle Earth, they fall somewhere in between.

The old god's soul resides in a formidable body. Be it dragon, human, or...something else entirely. Hawke's boat is shipwrecked and they are ambushed by darkspawn. They are losing hope. Out of the blue comes a mysterious masked figure riding a black horse.

Odahviing makes a "wrong turn" heading from Sovngarde and lands on a blighted battlefield. The Wardens are rather confused. Loghain is beyond pissed. Odahviing refuses to explain. And the Dragonborn would just like to get her destiny over with, thank you very much.