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Stories and AARs / Daughter of Coldharbour - Sigyn's Journal (Skyrim)
« on: July 30, 2016, 11:23:08 PM »
Sort of related to my 'Sigyn's Journal' thread, but not really (this isn't inspired directly by gameplay, if that makes sense. I'm also planning multiple posts/chapters.)
This post is pretty short because it's still more an idea than an actual piece of writing. Also have no idea if people even like the idea, so let me know :P

A biting wind stung our faces as we left the protection of Solitude's walls. It would not be a pleasant journey through the mountain passes north-west of the city, but I was determined to reach our destination.

It had taken a fair bit of persuading to convince Serana to return to her childhood home off the coast of Haafingar. The last time either of us had laid eyes on the looming, black castle was after an unpleasant and final encounter with her father, and I had known she wouldn't be too enthusiastic about setting foot there again.

After a lot of talk of a 'healing process', plus the reminder that her mother still frequented her quarters there from time to time, my companion had finally agreed. Truthfully, yes, I did think perhaps there was some healing to be done, but I had my own reasons for wanting to see the fortress again.

Serana knew – to some degree – of my fascination with the Daughters of Coldharbour, of that I was sure. Since being a child, I'd read every book I could find, spoken with every priest and priestess I knew, about the Divines, and, becoming older, studied the Daedra. But the Daughters... they were something different. Something I knew to be legend, but never thought... I knew it would be difficult to explain to Serana. I expected her to be nothing less than defensive each time I asked,  and I already supposed she knew my insistence to return to Volkihar had something to do with it. She seemed to be much more sympathetic and open to my curiousity now, at least.

We made West, past the statue of Meridia, picking up a road to an old fort that led towards Icewater Jetty. Serana was much quieter than usual.

'Are you alright?' I asked, slowing on the road and turning to her. She looked up, shook her head, as if she had been lost in thought.

'I'm just fine.' She smiled, and knowing what I'd really been asking, added, 'It's nothing but an empty shell there now. My father, his followers, they're gone.' She half laughed, and smirked a little. 'It's not as if we're really going for me is it?'

I looked down, biting my lip awkwardly. Serana took hold of my arm.

'Really, Si, I don't mind. I'll give you it's not exactly conventional research, but...' she sighed. 'I just – I don't want you getting hurt, or caught up in something...'
I couldn't help scowling a little.

'You may be several thousand years my senior, but there's no need to be patronising.' I retorted playfully. Serana grinned once again.

'Let's keep moving then. The sun... well, it's not great for my skin, if you know what I mean.'

Forum Games - The Beer Cellar! / Re: Word Association
« on: July 30, 2016, 10:27:51 PM »

Stories and AARs / Re: The Mysterious Isle Dumont...
« on: July 26, 2016, 11:28:20 PM »

'... like we said, we told Aeodira we'd take care of Stonetown's bandit problem, when we found the first tomb.' Eldor explained, subtly exchanging glances with his companions. 'We headed here to Wrackside to gather more information about it.'

Andmmek, Ealdorman of Wrackside, studied the group suspiciously.  His green eyes narrowed, scanning each explorer.

'There must be a reason you were so eager to gather information on "an old tomb" as you call it. We're hardly short of them on Isle Dumont.' Viprir, the shabby, mysterious traveller-type the friends had met in the Quacking Moon also looked from person to person. He suspected something, Eldor knew, and along with his companions was deciding if now was the time to share the knowledge of their discovery.

'What was the tomb called? Or do you not know?' Viprir asked calmly.

'It was unnamed...' Miglond the Barbarian answered quickly.

Andmmek raised his eyebrows.

Corora signed, 'We suspect,' she began 'that we discovered - accidentally - the lost tomb of Golljolfr and Kodlwulf.'

'The founders?' Viprir seemed surprised, but surprise, Corora suspected, would not be a difficult thing for someone with his diplomatic talents to  feign.

'I'm sure there's a lot of other Golljolfrs and Kodlwulfs knocking around...' interjected Fenris.

'The lost tomb...' Viprir leaned forward in his chair - 'What... was there anything inside?'

Corora glanced over at her companions.

'I assume perhaps there are legendary relics associated with those particular founders?' she started.

'The blade of Kodlwulf and the cloak of Golljolfr' Andmmek recited, as if from a storybook.

'And I don't suppose the cloak looked anything like this?' Fenris produces a jet black cloak, embellished with shimmering black plumes.

'By the Gods...' Andmmek breathed 'who else knows you have this?'

'Not a soul' Fenris seemed somewhat defensive. Eldor stood, turning so the Ealdorman could see the scabbard at his waist.

'And I assume this isn't just any jewel-encrusted sword either?'

'The blade of Kodlwulf. The Elf killer. I don't suppose - I mean, you haven't tried killing any elves with it?'

Eldor looked bemused.

'No. Of course not, no.' Andmmek looked rather sheepish.

'Did you find anything else?' Viprir queried. Fenris raised the new bow he held.

'Other than this...' he said dismissively 'But of course you know about Lonthar's bow - ancient tomb, founder buried near your own town...'

'I meant in the first tomb' Viprir urged.

'Well, fine. Stupid bow doesn't work anyway...'

Andmmek interrupted. 'Doesn't work. How can it not work?'

Fenris shrugged. 'Can't fire an arrow from the damn thing more than a few feet myself.'

'What about everyone else?' Viprir asked.

'Who knows. No one but Fenris has had a look in.' Corora rolled her eyes.

'Well you try then!'

As Corora took the bow and made for the back door of the room, she felt a warmth emanating from the weapon.

'Why didn't you tell us it was hot, Fenris?' Corora asked exasperatedly.

Fenris, who had been following anxiously, stopped in his tracks.

'It isn't. It's icy cold to touch...'

A gentle shove from Eldor following him ushered him quickly out of the door. Viprir and Andmmek stood in the doorway, staring out curiously. Miglond, still sitting at the table, ale in hand, sighed and made for a window to look out of. Corora positioned herself in the centre of the empty road beside the tavern. Raised the bow, drew the string back to her shoulder...

The arrow released, sailing into the darkness and out of sight with a high-pitched whistle. Fenris looked on, glued to the spot he had taken on the roadside, stunned. Corora smirked, and headed for the warmth of tavern once again.

'A cursed bow if I ever saw one...' Viprir murmured, as everyone took their seats. A moment or two of silence passed, then Viprir raised his eyes from his drink.

'So, did you find anything else in the tomb of Golljolfr and Kodlwulf?' he pressed.

The adventurers exchanged glances, feeling the gazes of both Viprir and Andmmek upon them.

Corora broke the silence at long last.

'Perhaps it is about time we told someone...'

Stories and AARs / The Mysterious Isle Dumont...
« on: July 26, 2016, 11:27:26 PM »
Something of a continuation of my Journal of Corora the Songstress --->

A novel-style telling of a Pathfinder campaign myself, Othko, Teejackbo and TheRealNemesis are playing, which is being DM'd by SotK.

The Adventurers

Eldor - an elven paladin
Miglond - a barbarian scribe from a human tribe
Fenris - an elven rogue
Corora - a half-elven bard from the village of Ave Lenora on a forest edge

This particular chapter is set in a private backroom of the local tavern in Wrackside - 'The Quacking Moon'. Wrackside is one of three towns on the island, and the most northerly. It is populated mostly by farmers and beachcombers.

Comments are appreciated :)

Forum Games - The Beer Cellar! / Re: Word Association
« on: July 26, 2016, 02:45:44 PM »

Discussion and Debate - The Philosopher's Plaza / Re: In the News
« on: July 26, 2016, 02:45:19 PM »
My thoughts are with those who were affected by and the family/friends of those involved in the hostage situation in a church in France which resulted in the horrific death of an 84 year old priest. I can't remember the name of the church, but I'm honestly so shocked and saddened. :(

General Chatter - The Boozer / Re: What video games are you playing?
« on: July 26, 2016, 02:42:40 PM »
Started a new single-player Minecraft world in the latest version. :)

I think it's going to be interesting seeing teams play against each other - though I'll miss cringing and laughing at terrible decisions made by the people who'd never played strategy games :P

General Gaming - The Arcade / Re: The Inevitable Pokemon Go Thread
« on: July 19, 2016, 12:43:47 PM »
We went out at 10.45 pm last night to meet my brother at a pokestop... no self control. :P

General Chatter - The Boozer / Re: Playlist
« on: July 12, 2016, 02:43:09 PM »

I sing, and this is actually one of my favourite videos on the internet xD

Anyone else think Malukah is somewhat reminiscent of Nightwish?

Love this show. It's lighthearted and the plot lines are really clever.

Anyone else watch this? :)

General Chatter - The Boozer / Re: What video games are you playing?
« on: June 28, 2016, 02:17:42 PM »
I wish I could play The Witcher 3, but I've been told I'll find it too scary :P

Don't really know that it counts, but I have Plants Vs. Zombies on my phone, and I can't stop playing it. I'm very invested in my zen garden. :P

It's a survival game, basically you wake up on an island inhabited by dinosaurs (and other players) and have to make clothes, build shelter, gather resources and survive. Also you can tame dinosaurs. :D

General Chatter - The Boozer / Re: Playlist
« on: June 24, 2016, 04:15:39 PM »

I really love this song. Looking forward to seeing the film too.

Yeah, I don't think I have a low pain threshold or anything (I am super sensitive in the sense that if I knock against something it hurts a lot more than it should - but that's kind of unrelated.
I think it's the fear of getting stung that makes it worse.
I'd feel really bad if it killed the bee as well (although apparently all bumblebees can sting more than once anyway).

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