A collection of letters between Keelath and Mirium. Continue reading “Faded Love Letters”
Mirium continued to walk backward as Keelath started to move forward again. “That is not the right answer to that question, mister!”
It was the gift of the dead, to move while asleep. To do without thinking. To serve without questioning.
“You walk around like a clenched fist rather than an open hand, brother. I think you close yourself off from…what life can still be.”
Tyrdan’s words echoed in Keelath’s head Continue reading “What Darkness Lies, Part Three”
Over the weekend I was part of a streamed discussion for Tamriel Rebuilt, a game mod for the game The Elder Scrolls III: Morrowind. The streaming session was put together and hosted by Zaric Zhakaron. I’m Kevaar, a Lead Developer of the mod who specializes in quest development and lore.
You can find the video on YouTube through this link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RL721_2I5y4
I have also embedded it here:
More information about Tamriel Rebuilt can be found at our website: https://www.tamriel-rebuilt.org
Hope you enjoy the interview!
This was taken almost verbatim from a conversation while we were preparing to get an achievement from Mythrax, the seventh boss of the Uldir raid for the Battle for Azeroth expansion of World of Warcraft. Continue reading “You Have Been Disconnected”
They agreed then they were too different now, too likely to hurt each other, too likely to do something they would both regret. The living and the dead…
Not-Safe-For-Work due to a brief sex scene. This post explores the relationship between Mirium and Keelath a little more in wake of Keelath becoming a death knight.Author’s Note
I hope you are well.
I write to you of a difficult matter. Continue reading “What Darkness Lies, Part Two (NSFW)”
This fanfiction short was inspired by a roleplay scene wherein Tyrdan confronted Keelath about his loyalty to Warchief Sylvanas and her war. Continue reading “What Darkness Lies, Part One”
“It’ll make more sense in time,” soothed Tyrdan. “This year is the beginning of the end of all our troubles.”
The change came on very slowly. His skin and hair faded to silver and gray. His new hunger suddenly sharpened, then diminished as abruptly as it had came on. And everyday he felt more clear-headed, and more himself, though he couldn’t say who that old self has been, as he had been bumbling since infancy. Continue reading “Regrowth, Part Two”
The next day she was unreasonably overjoyed to see Keelath had returned, waiting to greet her in the hall as was his ought since her return. Continue reading “The Leaving”
“We could get through this,” he said.
“We could, but sometimes, maybe it is better to just let go.”