Katla stood in front of her old home. Who lived there now? The gentleman had said his last name. Lylvieve. Not much had changed since she’d been born inside. At least from the outside. The wood and stone walls looked as sturdy as ever, eighteen more years of wear hadn’t changed it. Katla stepped backContinue reading “4E 199 – Buried Hope”
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4E 199 – Leaving Home – The Rest of the Story
Sunlight broke across the horizon, coating the morning in warmth, brilliance, and hope. Today was the day. Tara was leaving home and heading for Cyrodiil. For a new life. She finished tossing extra feed out for the chickens. Would Mom or Father feed them on time later today? Did they even know when to feedContinue reading “4E 199 – Leaving Home – The Rest of the Story”
4E 199 – Alone
Katla stared at the soul gem, turning it slowly in her hand. Red. Something felt so evil about that color. Something felt off about it. She hadn’t studied magic, but she’d seen a soul gem or two around her home and those had been bluish, not this throbbing red. Home. Home was gone. A smolderingContinue reading “4E 199 – Alone”
4E 199 – Good Steel
“I love it!” Tara exclaimed. “It’s…perfect.” She beamed a huge smile at Freta. Freta leaned in and gave her a lingering kiss. “Nothing like good steel. Check the markings.” Tara lifted the steel war axe and slowly examined it. Most of the markings were what she’d seen on axes throughout Cyrodiil. Then, she spotted it.Continue reading “4E 199 – Good Steel”
4E 199 – Stars and Moons, Passion and Fire
Freta sat on a stump on the other side of the campfire, across from where Tara sat on a similar stump. “What are you thinking about?” she asked. “Fire.” Freta studied her. “Not the campfire.” “No.” Tara took a deep breath. “Burning scrolls. Old arguments. Sorry.” Tara ran her fingers through her hair. She heardContinue reading “4E 199 – Stars and Moons, Passion and Fire”
4E 199 – Honey Blondes and Wooden Swords
The Nord woman removed her helmet and Tara felt her heart skip a beat. “Where did a Breton like yourself learn, ‘The Dragonborn Comes’?” The Nord asked. She set her steel helm down on the table where Tara had just sat and grabbed the other chair. Blonde hair, the color of honey, spilled down herContinue reading “4E 199 – Honey Blondes and Wooden Swords”
4E 186 – Calm and Fury
Mira watched the sunlight flash off of Tara’s hair and felt a pang of jealousy. Such a striking red, as if fire and passion had melded into one. Mira’s own black hair felt dull in compassion. She watched her little sister giggle and point at the chickens in the yard. “Chick! Chick, chick!” she giggledContinue reading “4E 186 – Calm and Fury”
4E 199 – You Wouldn’t Like Me When I’m Angry
“Shut that Breton up!” bellowed the Orc. Tara stopped mid-verse of Ithguleoir. “What did you say?” she asked. The Orc, Shum gro-Ulfish, stared at her, “I said, ‘Shut that Breton up!’” He took a swig of his drink, mead by its amber color. “Tired of your mongrel voice.” “Tara. Don’t,” Barlin said to her. “He’sContinue reading “4E 199 – You Wouldn’t Like Me When I’m Angry”
4E 199 – Healing Flames
“Hey! Watch it!” Tomar growled. “Healing spell, not flames!” “Sorry,” Tara said, as an errant lick of flames came within inches of Tomar’s robes. “Pay attention! You have moss stuffed in your ears or something? Study healing today!” Tomar, a high elf originally from the Summerset Isles, gathered his robes, lifted his head high, andContinue reading “4E 199 – Healing Flames”
4E 199 – Tears and Letters
A tear fell on the letter. Tara wiped it away before it could smear the ink. She moved the letter slightly to the right, so the falling tears would miss the precious paper. When she’d arrived at The Count’s Arms inn in Anvil, the letter was waiting. Mira had written. A month before leaving home,Continue reading “4E 199 – Tears and Letters”