Tyrric’s Madness, Part Five

“So, you don’t love her,” said Keelath, putting his hands on his hips, “but then you love her enough to go and do that to her. The whole manor could have heard you, you know, if the whole manor had been full.”

“Shut up,” snapped Tyrric. Continue reading “Tyrric’s Madness, Part Five”

Tyrric’s Madness, Part Four

This is one of those scenes where I will probably come back to it in half a year and find it completely cringe-worthy.

Also, a minor content warning as Tyrric considers suicide, followed by a romance. (I told you: totally cringe-worthy!)

Author’s Note

Tyrric considered Continue reading “Tyrric’s Madness, Part Four”

Tyrric’s Madness, Part Three

When writing for a character who’s very “out of it”, you run the risk of making the writing an indecipherable muddle for the reader, as well. I can’t quite tell with this one.

Author’s Note

Keelath let him up — it had been he whom Tyrric had been grappling with. Alelsa had hurried inside, perhaps to get more medicine, and Tyrric was left outside, alone with his brother and his sister-in-law. It didn’t make him feel any better.

Though the lies he had told them had been lesser than what he’d told Alelsa, the pain he had inflicted wasn’t. Mirium sat beside him and held his hand, but he couldn’t look at her. Continue reading “Tyrric’s Madness, Part Three”

Tyrric’s Madness, Part Two

More and more, as days went by, hunger kept Tyrric from slipping off into that private realm of peace that he maintained somewhere between consciousness and sleep. Instead of day-dreaming of a land far away, where no monster of the Void could ever reach, he found himself dragged back into reality by hunger pains. Continue reading “Tyrric’s Madness, Part Two”

Conversion: Chapter 1, Part 3

Living Story Excerpt

Seryth found the gnolls dragging what was left of his supplies to their leader, Hogger, as a tribute. As Seryth planned how to steal his things back, a unit of Watch guards broke from the bushes, slaying the gnolls and laying irons on Hogger. Seryth’s crops were trampled under the hooves of their horses.

Stil angered by the interruption to his trip, Seryth demanded the guards repay him for the damages. The guards laughed, telling him they’d give him some coin–if he helped thin the numbers of the gnolls in the bargain. Continue reading “Conversion: Chapter 1, Part 3”

Conversion: Chapter 1, Part 2

For sake of my own motivation, I’m going to try to keep posting the converted form of Seryth’s Story as it might appear in a novel to this blog. For more information on the process and why I’m doing this, see Seryth’s Story, which starts in this post, and Part 1 of Chapter 1, which can be found here. Continue reading “Conversion: Chapter 1, Part 2”

Elder Scrolls Fan Fics Now Up!

Two new fan fiction series are up! …though I suppose I shouldn’t call them “new”, because they were actually written years ago.

War Front” introduces the character Azzir, who I hope to expand more in future writings as an Ordinator with a skooma problem.

The second series, “Lives of the Saints“, is quite a long series I will probably turn into a novel at some point. As it is, it’s stretching my Fan Fiction page to the point I’ll need to go about changing the formatting of my blog sooner rather than later! This series introduces the characters of Shizzal (based on a certain other name you might know, Kevaar) and Drai: an outlander Dunmer and an Ashlander who have a mysterious connection to each other. These characters will also probably show up in a later series, since they do come into contact with Azzir, as well as certain other key characters from their own storyline.

Until I figure out the formatting thing, you can find both these series and more like them under Fan Fiction. I’ve also included links to them below, since “Lives of the Saints” is rather long, and the entries aren’t numbered like most of my other series are.

Enjoy!

WAR FRONT

  1. War Front, Book One
  2. War Front, Book Two
  3. War Front, Book Three
  4. War Front, Book Four
  5. War Front, Book Five

LIVES OF THE SAINTS

  1. Shizzal Awakens
  2. Zeketah Expresses Displeasure
  3. A Farseer Counsels Drai
  4. Drai Has a Vision
  5. Drai Hesitates
  6. Shizzal Takes His Leave
  7. Shizzal Gets a New Job
  8. Shizzal’s First Heist; A Chicken Crows
  9. Hasami Buys a Slave
  10. Shizzal Talks Back
  11. Shizzal Performs a Summoning
  12. Thyadras Plans a Raid
  13. Thyadras’ Raid Goes Awry
  14. Drai Sees a Ghost
  15. Keeps-Low Keeps Low
  16. Shizzal Meets an Old Friend
  17. Mutual Betrayals
  18. Shizzal Flees
  19. Nidalave Watches A Battle
  20. An Unlikely Ally
  21. Drai Returns
  22. Shizzal’s Premonition
  23. The Bridge
  24. Shizzal Prays
  25. Drai Sees Another Ghost
  26. Shizzal and Drai Declare Their Allegiances
  27. Tengri Burns
  28. Drai and Shizzal Conspire
  29. Drai Enacts a Plan
  30. Thoughts AWhirl
  31. Drai Dreams
  32. Drai Has Doubts
  33. Drai Mourns
  34. Drai Remembers His Past, Is Caught in a Blast
  35. Drai Remembers More
  36. A Mother Returns
  37. Drai Refuses a Prostitute (NSFW)
  38. Drai Remembers Exile
  39. Drai At Peace
  40. Rakhulbi Returns

Drai At Peace

Years had passed. Other scenes had come and gone. He picked up each of them like shards of a broken burial urn, holding them stupidly as if he couldn’t believe anyone could’ve been so callous as to desecrate the dead inside. He couldn’t bring himself to piece them together though, only stare, like a warrior hit with a paralysis charm.

And as he stared numbly into space, over eons, a thought slowly coalesced in Drai’s mind. Continue reading “Drai At Peace”

Drai Remembers Exile

It wasn’t the beginning of the memory, but it was the thing that stood out to him the strongest.

He was looking into the face of the gulakhan. Rakhulbi shook from head to foot, like he was in a blizzard with no clothes on. And like a blizzard, the gulakhan just stared at him long and hard, no sympathy, no movement. Continue reading “Drai Remembers Exile”