Author Archives: Brandi Untz

Tara and Katla crouched behind a rock and studied the entrance to Redoran’s Retreat. The cave had an actual door, so it was probably a former mine, Katla had said. They were northeast of Rorikstead and northwest of Whiterun. The goal was to clear out the bandits, then head down to Whiterun and claim theContinue reading “4E 201 – Building Trust”

“We need a higher point to camp,” Katla said. She pointed up to a cliff across from Rorikstead. “Let’s look up there.” Tara looked up at the cliff, then back at the farm. The spot Lemkil had pointed out they could camp for the night would be cozy, protect them from the wind blowing acrossContinue reading “4E 201 – Playing it Safe”

Tara knelt down in front of Freta’s gravestone. It was simple, like all the others Tara could see in the cemetery. So many others. Falkreath buried a lot of dead. A few citizens she’d met spoke nearly with pride over their suffering, how many they lost to war, or other great events. Placing her leftContinue reading “4E 201 – New Beginnings”

“I saw it with my own eyes,” Tara said. A mix of shock and anger danced across her face. She stood in front of Jarl Siddgeir of Falkreath. She imagined she looked a fright, having run directly from Helgen to Falkreath and then burst into the Jarl’s Longhouse with news of the dragon attack. SweatContinue reading “4E 201 – Katla Hammerheart”

Tara crouched in the shrubbery and studied the bandits. People had said Skyrim wasn’t civilized, but bandits, with a rock trap right along a major road? Truly uncivilized. Weren’t there patrols to keep these things in check? Tara shook her head. Now, she had to decide if she would try to go around them, orContinue reading “4E 201, 17th of Last Seed – A Day To Remember”

Tara leaned against the towering pine and grimaced. Welcome to fucking Skyrim, she thought. She looked down at her right arm to assess the damage. Ribbons. Her skin looked to be tattered ribbons. The bear’s claws had cut deep. Her shoulder was pounding in pain. She needed to heal herself fast. Blood was pouring out,Continue reading “4E 201 16th of Last Seed –Welcome to Skyrim”

“What?! Why?” Tara asked Mira. They stood on the top-most balcony, away from the ears and eyes of everyone else in the spire. Mira had asked Tara to meet her there. Despite summer being in full swing in Cyrodiil, the balcony remained cold. This high in the mountains, seasons changed the view below, but notContinue reading “4E 201 Sun’s Height – Shame”

Skyrim Tara startled awake. She sat up and looked around. Frostcrag Spire was dead quiet. Everyone was still asleep. What woke her? The dream. She’d had that dream again. No, premonition. She laid back down on her bed; finally, all of them had beds to sleep in now, no more sleeping cot. She stared upContinue reading “4E 200 – Lessons”

Tara steadied herself in front of the stone wall. “I can do this,” she muttered to herself. “I don’t need their help.” She raised her right hand and pointed it at the wall. She stood at the edge of Wayrest’s city limits, facing an ancient, collapsing wall that had once surrounded this part of theContinue reading “4E 198 – Scars”

“Tara!” Mira exclaimed and held out her arms for a hug. Tara let herself be enveloped by her older sister’s embrace. She closed her eyes and felt the warmth of Mira’s love. For a moment, the world was perfect. Separating, they held each other at arm’s length and took in the other, memories mixing withContinue reading “4E 200 – Mira”