Exiled from their strange homeland, two sisters find their way to Cyrodiil. One searches for family, the other for gold, but finding what they wanted all along wasn't their happy ending-- it was the beginning of a nightmare. Style to change in later acts.

5 years since the death of the Emperor and the defeat of Mehrunes Dagon, the Empire is ruled by a corrupted council. It appears that the Champion of Cyrodil is called upon once more by the people, but will his new offensive stray from the path of righteou

Karis is a mage, and Martin Septim's only friend. Will she follow her heart or will duty get inthe way? Rated for language. NOT a Martin/PC fic

Link and Zelda travel to Tamriel to get over a loss... only to stumble into a world of what they didnt want to get into... Elder Scrolls 4:Oblivion Legend of Zelda cross over it is acton, adventure, romance, humor and much much more! rating WILL go up

A Martin/female hero one-shot. Basically, my interpretation of their relationship, because I can't imagine him throwing himself at the heroine's feet.

A song fic about Lucien and the hero. Lucien's POV. Song by 3oh!3

Follow Nuva, a Bretonic Battlemage, as she goes from an imperial prisoner to one of the most powerful and dangerous people on Vvardenfell. done in journal format.

Two factions at each others throats, Forlorn and ASP. Conflicts spark between them all across Morrowind, and battle scars remain even on those not directly involved. The journal of an unlucky scholar is the only known record of these two warring guilds.

Her heritage is odd. Her journey and purpose is based off paranoia and fear. But little does Cyrodiil know that this little half breed might just save their lives. Set after Oblivion.

Extension of the Oblivion plotline, following a new sect of the Blades. First part of a big fic, i wont update regulary but they will be coming out... i promise. You'll wanna know at least the story of Oblivion before reading. Review please please please!

I hope you don't think too ill of me after this, Krahka." Vincente said after a time. "But..." He stopped and turned his eyes to his companion's direction. "You are actually a very handsome Argonian, did you know?"

Continuing where "The Jaws of Oblivion" left off, Aldric is to investigate the strange appearence of a door in the Niben Bay. THIS STORY HAS BEEN DISCONTINUED--READ THE EXPLANATION INSIDE TO FIND OUT WHY!

A mysterious creature is released from jail in Morrowind by Ocato's decree, to accoplish a mission and a revenge. His enemy is a hard one to find though, and his employers aren't the most common ones... his search will soon become a travel into his past.

In High Rock, where even maids have spies, a case of mistaken identity plunges Agronak into a tangled web of political intrigue, populated with witches, warlords, royalty, necromancers, and his unusual guide's extended family. Enjoy!

Just a journal I'm typing out to make my Oblivion character seem more realistic. Figured I'd post it here for others to read if they wish to.

Set during the primeval days of Cyrodiil when slavery was very much alive, a single free Argonian advocates the unthinkable: Escape from the Imperial City. So now, it's up to a cast of characters to attempt the seemingly impossible task.

You sleep rather soundly for a murderer" Sounded the resonate, glommy voice. " And you speak rather politely for a murderer" I answered with a cheeky grin.

I know what you're going to say. "Frevvyn, you're no good at summaries". Well, I don't think you know anything. This is a perfectly good summary. Why are you even wasting your time reading this? It's utterly pointless. Stop wasting your time.

A new Chancellor sets up absurd rules that cause the orcs to rebel.

Join Relenarth and Company as he unravels the mystery of his past, while simultaniously carrying out his duty to Cyrodil by closing the dreaded Oblivion Gates

The First Chptr of BrokenWood Company Sorry its so short but the second chapter is going to be a little bit more

Though I myself am no remarkable individual, I have met my share of people on my travels and many of them passed their unique stories on to me, the very same stories I now recount to you.

A young Breton hero deals with the guilt of her deeds for the DB and her burgeoning crush on the Septim Heir. Hero/Martin, hints Hero/LuLu. Lemon scented.

That was all I needed to hear; I was convinced he was after me. Whether this “Sherry” protested or didn’t, he wanted to see my blood spilt. And by the Nine, I was NOT going to give him that chance...

Three travelers learn that team work isn't all its cracked up to be and that sometimes ,you'll wish you never met each other.