Author's Note

I want to apologize for everyone having had to wait for so long, it wasn't my intention to leave this story be. It was both a mix of harsh reviews and dm's about what I thought was obviously a silly hentai crossover story of Goblin Slayer and Skyrim, that left me feeling burnt out on writing it. I thought that it was apparent that it was a semi serious story and clearly hentai, so it wasn't going to be something groundbreaking, but... Whatever.

If you were disappointed because it wasn't all that, then I'm sorry, but the story isn't going to change now. I'm keeping it this way until the end because that's what most people here want to see. Goblin Slayer and his waifu's running around Skyrim getting into Goblin and non goblin related shenanigans whilst either inadvertently or deliberately helping people, getting caught up in a civil war, getting involved in all sorts of crazy Skyrimy cults and adventures, that's what the people, and myself, want.

So I'll keep doing that.


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03/31/2024


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"Its too quiet, where are the goblins?" = Normal speech.


Chapter 21

A Goblin Slayer's terrible snowstorm experience

Rated-M

M rating for mature themes, nudity, romance, violence, blood, adult themes, and of course, sex.


Music of the day

Skyrim - Watch the Skies


She knew that it was the right idea to call him back, but now she was fearing that it wouldn't get to him in time. Looking out the window now, she couldn't even see more than a hundred feet out before everything was swallowed up by the storm.

She had asked for him to come back originally to help prepare for the coming winter, but not two days after sending the letter, this storm had appeared.

She'd lived in the town her entire life, and she had not once seen a storm as intense as the one she was looking at now. The thought that there was something malicious behind it wasn't to be out ruled, especially not with the state of Skyrim.

She sighed, full heavy breasts resting on the rim of the windowsill. "Please tell me you're alright out there…" She murmured to herself, staring longingly into the murky skies above.

"You really think he'll come back? You even told him that it wasn't because of goblins…" A gruff voice spoke up from behind her.

The busty redhead turned to glance at the man, not leaving her place on the windowsill. "Of course I'm sure, Uncle. He's not heartless." She smiled lightly.

The man scoffed, crossing his arms. "Yeah well, I feel like we've come to know two different people… He's insane, singleminded, and cruel. What makes you think he'll drop whatever the hell it is he's doing to come help us prepare for this crazy winter?" He asked, clearly cross.

She smiled knowingly, turning to gaze back out the window. "Because that's just who he is." She stated simply, before looking down, expression falling. "He tries to pretend like he doesn't care so he can't be hurt anymore. When he left here back then, I was sure his heart had been closed forever. But… I still hold the hope that it will change one day." She trailed off, biting her lips.

The older man couldn't hide the frown that marred his face, but at hearing her express her heart to him, that stone walled heart of his cracked. Walking up behind her, he hugged her from behind. "Okay, I'll believe you." He finally caved.

"Truth be told, I know he's still got a heart somewhere in that metal armor of his. It's just going to take the right woman to dig deep enough to find it and pull it back to the surface. Although, I'm afraid of what could happen once he's shown that heart again." He muttered softly. "There's only so much heartbreak a man can take before snapping, and I was sure he'd already snapped all those years ago."

"That's why I believe in him, because I know he still cares. He just… shows it in different ways, that's all." She beamed.

He smirked down at her, her exuberance poking at him. "Still, this weather is a bit much for winter, don't you reckon? Something doesn't feel right about it." He muttered uncertainly, staring out beyond the fog.

She turned her attention back out the snowy wall beyond them. That's when she saw it, a Dragur, shambling towards them. "Uncle…?" She asked lowly, pulling his attention.

"Lock the doors! I'll warn the villagers!" He ordered, taking up a sword as he rushed outside.


Something was wrong, that he knew now was a certainty.

When he'd first received the letter requesting his immediate aid, he had felt a strange sense of urgency fill his heart. At first, however, he didn't think much of it, and had set out immediately.

Yet, upon the dawn of the second day, that dread hadn't fled him, only festering beneath the surface.

The odd feeling that the sudden and powerful snowstorm was not in fact natural was a thought he'd found his pondering multiple times upon the journey.

But that thought seemed as if it were not merely fantasy, for upon the return of the sun the very next morning, the storm had doubled in intensity.

"I-I-I'm freezing!" Serana hissed, her razor sharp fangs chittering in her mouth as she tried to gather some semblance of warmth.

"Please, let me help you." Ignis had offered, coming up behind the vampire to offer to share her body heat.

Despite said vampire's fear of fire, she had grown to trust the flaming Daedra woman enough to know she meant her no harm, and gladly accepted the presence of another warm body.

"This storm is wrong… Skyrim has never seen anything like this before, not even during our harshest times…" Aela brought up, the werewolf having been forced to partially transform to not freeze to death. She maintained her normal figure for the most part, instead growing thick fur on her legs and arms, tail and wolven ears appearing as well.

"W-What do y-you make of it, G-Goblin Slayer sir?" Priestess asked, huddled up beneath a thick blanket she'd brought along.

Her preparations were paying off well.

As for Goblin Slayer himself…?

"Something unnatural is happening." He muttered lowly, glowing red gaze set on the skies above.

He couldn't even see the sun anymore.

"No mage I've ever seen could conjure a storm this powerful…" Aela muttered.

"My Master, do you think it possible a dragon is involved?" Ignis spoke up, holding the shivering vampire closely to her warm flaming bosom.

Goblin Slayer's eyes narrowed thinly.

If dragons were involved with this storm, then he couldn't afford to stand around and wait. "Pack up, we leave now." He ordered sharply, that fear from before making itself known to him once again.

"Y-Yes sir!" Priestess squeaked, moving quickly to gather her camping supplies together.

"Goblin Slayer, what do we if a dragon is responsible for this?" The Huntress spoke her mind, yet she felt as if she already knew the answer.

"We fight it." He muttered.

"I-In this snowstorm?" Serana squeaked. "Are you sure that is a w-wise idea?" She felt considerably better now sharing an intimate looking hug with the fire demon, their chests pressed together for warmth.

"We don't have any other options." The man in armor muttered. "If dragons are attacking, it is our responsibility to protect the people and children there first, and that involves stopping that dragon if need be."

"H-How will we even find the town? I-I can't see a thing in this storm…" Priestess muttered worriedly. "I-I don't even know which way we came from anymore…"

It was something all had subconsciously noticed, but no one really recognized until the girl brought it out. The thick clouds of snow that had descended upon them in the middle of the night completely obscured the world around them.

If they were to get separated by even so much as twenty feet, they could entirely loose sight of each other.

Fire magic would only serve to reflect orange light off of the clouds, or perhaps make their situation even more complicated, and no one knew of a spell that could dismiss a storm. Even if they did, no one knew one powerful enough to combat a dragon's magic.

But…

"Everyone, stick together with me." Goblin Slayer ordered, casting a glance to the women beside him. "Don't lose sight of each other." He added firmly. "I don't want anyone hurt."

The group quickly gathered their supplies before doing as he'd asked. They all gathered behind him, staying within range of each other.

Goblin Slayer looked around, trying to make heads or tails of his surroundings.

But he too, despite being a seasoned adventurer, was completely lost in this snowy world.

It was time to change that.

"Fus!" He shouted in the tongue of dragons, forcing his willpower forward to spread the clouds with his voice. His Thu'um spread the clouds, the blue wave of raw power shooting forwards for a distance before fading into obscurity.

For a moment, a path was carved in the snow. In that short amount of time, he was given a brief glimpse of the land beyond.

He caught sight of what appeared to be a town on the horizon, but he could not be too sure.

However, it might be their only option going forward.

Yet before he could make a decision, the snow covered the hole made in its wall of white yet again, leaving them once more walking blindly.

"Come, we have to keep moving." He said, pushing through the snow towards where he swore he had seen glimpses of a village.

Everyone gathered near him, pushing through the snow.

Their vision was incredibly low, only mere glimpses of the work beyond every time he used his shout to clear the snow away.

This went on for quite some time, until Priestess caught a glimpse of a shadowy figure stumbling towards them from the right. From the way they were moving, they looked like they could be wounded.

Curiosity peaked, she couldn't help but divert slightly to investigate.

"E-Excuse me! Are you ok? D-Do you need help?" She called out, moving just a bit closer.

When she finally managed to get close enough to make out the details, her eyes slowly widened when she came to the realization that it was not a person…

No…

It was a Draugr, shambling towards her, with a mighty Nordic claymore raised to cut her in two. She barely had enough time to realize the gravity of her error, stumbling backwards as the thickness of the snow caught her feet, sending her tumbling to the ground. The attack tore through her shoulder, nearly taking her head off had she not fallen out of the way.

Her blood painted the white snow around her, eyes widening in horror the monster seemed unfazed by the effects of the cold.

She screamed as the reanimated zombie swung down at her, closing her eyes as she prepared for the inevitable.

But…

A resounding clang echoed out as Goblin Slayer threw his body over her own, the sword slamming into the back of his armor. He scooped her up in his arms, taking another massive attack to his backside that had him stumbling to get away.

He looked over his shoulders, shouting in the tongue of the dragons. "Yol!" His voice echoed, sending a wave of fire towards the undead monster.

"Goblin Slayer!" Aela jumped into action, having seen him run off as Priestess screamed. She'd been too far away to prevent him from taking both attacks, but was ready to fill the monster with a volley of arrows in response.

"Master!" Serana shouted, thrusting her staff forwards as she sent a violent spear of ice straight through the zombie.

"Begone!" Ignis snarled, throwing her hands together to form a fireball that threatened to consume the ancient Nord whole.

The zombie collapsed to the ground dead a moment later, destroyed from three different violently incited attackers.

Goblin Slayer slid to a stop once the threat had been neutralized, yet he was torn between checking on the health of his little blond, and making sure that the one foe was the last of them.

Unfortunately, it was not.

"My Master, more of those things are approaching!" The Flame Atronach exclaimed, rushing to his side. "Are you well?" She inquired protectively, noticing the red leaking from his back.

"I'm fine." He muttered, turning to face the approaching monsters. "Stick together! Do not get separated!" He shouted, his grip on the young blond tightening.

Aela leaped back to safety, backing up to his side as she notched multiple arrows in her bow before letting them fly.

Serana backpedaled quickly to him as she summoned a wave of ice to spear the approaching foes. However, with the effects of the storm, her aim was not perfect.

Ignis summoned three fireballs to surround them as a last line of defense if anything managed to get in too close.

Within moments, what had gone from a cold trek through a blinding blizzard, had evolved into a nightmare with a slowly growing horde of undead monsters slowly approaching them from all sides.

If he hadn't already been under the impression that the storm was some sort of magical disaster, the sudden appearance of a horde of Draugr only confirmed it for him.

And unfortunately, they were sitting ducks.

Priestess cried in pain, blood leaking from her shoulder, unable to move the limb. It had been too close for comfort, and he needed to get her out of the storm. Glancing down to her, he regarded her with a glowing eye. "I've got you." He reassured firmly, his grip on her tight.

He spun around, having somehow remembered the way to go in the midst of all the chaos. "Run for the town, I will clear a path." He ordered to those around him, voice level despite the situation. "Ignis, place a wall of fire between us and them. Serana, reinforce her magic with a wind spell. Aela, prepare a volley of arrows." The man ordered calmly, eyes narrowed behind his helmet.

The trio seemed to question his sudden demands, yet went along with them without much fuss. A wall of fire was summoned, reinforced with the power of wind magic, then fired upon by a burst of arrows. The moment the attack was launched, Goblin Slayer rushed forward and reinforced the assault with his shout.

The attack combined into a devastating assault of hellfire both boosted by wind magic then unleashed via an unrelenting force shout. The explosion of power was blinding within the confines of the storm, yet had the desired effect, clearing out over twenty of the Nordic zombies.

"Run, now!" He shouted, motioning towards the nearby town.

They all ran ahead, keeping their eyes on the approaching enemies as he cleared a way through the storm with his voice.

His legs burned in exhaustion from trying to run in the snow clad in full armor, but he didn't care. His companions managed to keep the Draugr at bay with their attacks, keeping close by his side as he stormed his way towards Rorikstead.

Eventually they cleared the thicket of snow, Goblin Slayer making a beeline for the inn just ahead that stood at the edge of town. "Everyone inside!" He ordered, kicking down the door that seemed to have been barred shut.

He managed to make it a few steps inside before he found a farming hoe shoved threateningly in his face, a familiar huge chested redhead pulling her fiercest look possible.

At least, until she realized who she was looking at.

"Goblin Slayer!"

"Cow Girl."


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