Elder Scrolls Dremora Novels & Stories

Her eyes widened. Joining her hands together, Rumi bowed her head and once she lifted her head up. She was sporting a bigger evil grin. "Farewell Grace." And one by one, Grace's body began to fall. Rumi has cut her into a million pieces. ➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖ "There are Elves too?" Storm asked in bewilderment. This was the first time he was seeing a dwarf and now hearing that Elves too are real.

Elleanna stormed out of her room and shouted loudly “IRIDESSA ESMERELDA DRAGONIA GET BACK HERE NOW YOUNG LADY!!” Iridessa ran down the stairs with a giggle as she went to hide from her mom. Dylan sat in the kitchen eating a chocolate chip cookie and drinking a glass of chocolate milk. Dracon and Vladimir walked in the front door having just arrived home from a week of visiting the werewolf community. Iridessa ran up and hugged him by the legs

This time, her glare is harsh and she seems to say, 'Stay fucking put! Haron rises and so do the rest of us. 'It is settled, then,' Jenna says, 'An hour from now, we leave for the city. In the meantime, we'll need a watch. And you, my boy, will need to wash. Come with me'. But he clears his throat, sits still, and gazes at his plate. 'Are you alright, son?' Haron asks. 'Uh….' He looks up at all of us. 'I might have forgotten one piece of news Hollan had wanted me to relay from his range,' he says tentatively. 'What is it, dear?' prompts Jenna. He swallows. 'The elf lord was killed in combat back at Uldren. Earmon Willen is dead'.

Rademos surprised himself with his outburst. "We are one! We are the demon known as Astraldon." "Demon?" Rademos repeated, sounding surprised. "Is this a joke?" "Yes, you are a demon! You are an incubus. You are the demon of destruction." "I- I don't understand," Rademos replied, feeling a deepening sense of confusion. "In due time, you will!" "What do you-"

Where could they possibly go. We stop about half way up and Elara opens a door and waits for us to go inside first. I look at Jermiah, but he has frozen a step up from me. The scent of his fear makes me feel sorry for him, so I quickly make my way past him and step into the room first. He follows and Elara comes in last, closing the door behind her. Wow. We are on a balcony that overlooks the highest part of the swamp, just below the dense canopy. The air up here is so much cooler and I welcome the freshness on my skin. ‘Please, sit down.’ I take the big comfy couch and almost purr like a contented cat as I sink into it’s soft embrace. My body is tired from the journey and I’m mentally drain

“Its magic is a simpler version of the bracelet I made for you. Once we touch it, it’ll take us to one set destination.” “On the bright side, at least we already know it’s a trap.” Adley smiled, but her voice lacked its optimistic bounce. Hours later, after Leslie revived Adley and I’s hair with her intricate magic, I sat processing the news that Erebos had made contact with my parents and was currently leading them to the castle. They wouldn’t be here until tomorrow, but this was the closest we had been in months. “I didn’t tell you this to distract you, Rachel. Prove to me you can focus.” I blinked and leaned back, startled by Dain’s face so close to my own.

Elera hesitated for a long time. Finally, she reached out, pressing her pinky against Cressida’s. Their blood mingled, the seal completed. “Fine,” Elera said quietly. “But this is the last time I’m doing anything like this.” Cressida smiled then, slow, dangerous, triumphant. “Of course,” she said sweetly. “Just this once.” She rose, taking the vibrant parrot from its cage and placing it beside the dying one. “Let’s begin.” Elera lit the ritual candles, her trembling fingers tracing glowing runes in the air. Ancient words spilled from her lips as she began the Vorem Animis.

The ground kept trembling and I looked up, searching for the reason behind this strange earthquake. The last portal flashed in the distance, Selmor accompanied by an elder man with a grey beard appeared, he was strapped down to him by a leash. The man must be the druid by the name of Grendal. Before the portal zapped closed, two giant creatures nudged their way through the magical gateway.

It just has to last long enough," Elidra replied. They went back to their cave. They were so tired that they fell asleep immediately. Elidra dreamed of the clearing. In her dream, the silver moss had spread and the mushroom had grown into a tall white tower. A soft silver light came from it, holding back the dark vines of corruption.

Damien's voice cracked. Sera closed her eyes. "The day Blackmoor pack came for me, someone gave them the route. It was someone in the Elf race. Elara has spent the year fighting Ophelia — and hunting that elf at the same time. She found him two months ago. It was one of our own elders. She handled him. Alone. She didn't tell anyone. I only learned about it after I broke out and went looking." Damien staggered. "Then she… this whole year, she was…"