A tale of three stromcloak soldiers who try to find their place in the world during the bloody civil war.

Just a place to deposit my plot bunnies from the Elder Scrolls franchise.

Finding myself seconds away from the headman's ax was bad. Running from a dragon was worse. But by far the worst part was learning that my entire life had been a lie. (Self-Insert)

She doesn't remember her life from before. She has a new family now that need her help. All she wants is to make enough money to send back home to help heal her adoptive mom. An honest living was her goal, but a chance encounter may change that. She meets many people on her journey, makes enemies, and gains immeasurable power. Will these things change her for better or worse?

Ma'hlia just wanted to travel and see more of the world outside of Elsweyr. Following what feels like fate she ends up in Skyrim, caught up in turmoil and danger, close to losing everything she cared about- including herself.

Female Dragonborn x Serana, My rendition of one of my favorite parings ever, feel free to leave reviews positive and negative it all helps.

Rayya of Falkreath has followed the path of the warrior all of her life, awaiting the day she would be called to service as a housecarl. When an insult leads to a fated encounter, the Skyrim born Redguard finds her path intertwined with that of the reluctant savior of Skyrim, The Dragonborn.

Dans la prison impériale, on la traita de racaille humaine. À la fin de la Crise d'Oblivion, on lui remit le titre de Septième Champion de Cyrodiil. Entre les deux, Martin Septim l'appela son amie et c'était tout ce qui comptait pour le Héros de Kvatch.

Ariella is a scholar from High Rock. How she ended up in Jorrvaskr is beyond her. She feels out of place among all the warriors but soon starts to bond with Vilkas over their mutal love of books and history. Spoilers for Companions and Main Quest lines. F!Dragonborn/Vilkas.

A supplementary lore book written for my non-canon Elder Scrolls Travels and Elder Scrolls Adventures fanfiction. Describes the Skyrim Mages Guild from its founding to its dissolution. Written by Tunve Silinaire, an Altmeri historian of the Bard's College in Solitude, in the year 4E 18. Title inspired by the in-game Brief History of the Empire lore book series. (Republished)

A Priestess of the Divines is in need of a cure for the curse inflicted upon her when she attempted to help a soul that couldn't be cleansed by her. Following the rule of the Divines, she is conflicted with her newfound self. Will she find the cure? Or will she be stuck as a beast, prevented from the afterlife? Can she learn to live with herself as she is now?

There it was; untouched, unsullied. The blanket, its color leeched throughout the years, remained how it had been the last time she'd slept in it. Her side was made, of course. The right side remained crumpled, as though its occupant had just left it. He never made his bed...

Morbash Gro-Shazog est un Orc qui se fait vieux. Il redoute cela encore plus que la Mort elle-même et préfère s'abandonner à elle plutôt qu' à la vieillesse, mais à la seule condition que ce soit au terme d'un combat digne et grandiose. Ce n'est pourtant pas elle qu'il trouvera au terme de cet affrontement, mais une chance à laquelle il avait cessé d'aspirer.

A traveling Nord bard in search of the Dragonborn. A Khajiit Vigilant of Stendarr with an eye for coin. A sardonic ebony-clad Imperial necromancer. A beautiful Redguard mercenary. A Breton alchemist who chooses science over magic. A Dunmer assassin in search of her Brotherhood. Dragons, Thalmor, and a war-torn countryside await them.

"What're you doing?" "Um, better question: why do your parents' have a closet full of pet care products?" POV: Lars Battle-Born (who doesn't have a character tag here for some reason?) (crossposted on ao3 and Tumblr)

A dragon appears to an Imperial scholar with a cryptic warning hinting at her involvement with the legendary Elder Scrolls. While uncovering the truth of her orc friend's bloodline, she discovers strange things are afoot at the College of Winterhold. She is confronted with ancient misdeeds and old magics, and asked to put right the evil taking root at the institution.

Old wounds can heal, doors left open may be closed, though time will move onward and the truth of its history is not found in those who have recorded its details, but those who have lived it. Following Vivec's exile from Morrowind, both he and the Nerevarine work to nurture the complex threads interwoven in their shared history and fate. Sequel to my story, "Trial of Vivec".

Elsa Fellowes is a young woman in Los Angeles down on her luck who has recently moved back in with her mother. By a twist of fate she is transported into Cyrodiil, Imperial City and under circumstances she is thrown into the prison where she meets the emperor who has dreamed of her coming. Together with the last heir she must save not only Cyrodiil, but her world as well.

When the Dragonborn gets injured outside of an Orcish stronghold, he's taken in and healed by the Orcs, finding out that they're friendlier than they seem. The chief's daughter even tells the Dragonborn she'd like to travel the world (if only someone would pay her dowry, that is). Well, the Dragonborn has deep pockets and a penchant for adventure...

In a parallel universe, the Dragonborn Eron faces Miraak at the Skyrim Warrior Tournament in Windhelm. Sparing his life in Apocrypha, Eron thought Miraak had changed. Now though, he has returned to his evil ways, and he challenges Eron in hopes to once again become the strongest Dragonborn of them all. Inspired by the Majin Vegeta arc from the Buu Saga in Dragon Ball Z, enjoy!

It has been five years since the Dragonborn slew Miraak in Apocrypha and saved the world. All seems at peace in the imperial province of Skyrim. But there is one more task ahead of the Dovahkiin, perhaps his greatest ever. A second Great War is on the horizon and on this shall be staked everything. The Towers must stand.

Harkon, Miraak and Aldiun are dead. Ulfric Stormcloak's corpse lies in an unmarked traitor's grave as Elisif the Fair rules from the Blue Palace, Queen of Skyrim by the will of The Divines, and the might of the Imperial Legions. With mature content and adult themes throughout as our exhausted heroes try to return to their previous lives in a world which no longer needs them.

Sometimes, we only realize how much we cherish something until it is gone. And sometimes, this can be a caring Werewolf.

Need a monkey wrench in your perfectly laid out plot? No problem. I've got you. I can't even save my friend from eternal damnation. I just need a way to avenge my parents…I hope to find that in Solitude. But something deadly lurks in the depths of the city. If I'm not careful, it might force Voice to drive me beyond my breaking point. Second story in Storm of Skyrim series.

Pick a lock? I can do that with my eyes closed. Talk myself out of trouble? I've been doing that since I was in diapers. Fall in love, fight for a dying guild, and escape the dark, deadly, voice known as the Night Mother who has me prisoner? All while trying to avenge my parents deaths? Yeah, that's going to be tricky. But not impossible. First story in Storm of Skyrim Series.