Skyrim-Hotline

Rose, Dovahkiin Legend Morndas, 10th of Evening Star, 11: 24 AM Damn it's cold here. I wish it wasn't winter. Summer was nice, and a lot warmer this year. But, this winter was, by far, the coldest winter in a long time. I staggered up the steps of Dragonsreach and into the large abode. Balgruuf sat at his throne, impatient. "Where have you been, Dragonborn?" he huffed. "Sorry, I was a bit fetched up in fighting draugr." I mummbled. "No matter, hand me the dragonstone." his voice was ragged and fiesty. I pulled the heavy rock from my satchel and handed it to him. His elder hands snatched it from me, and he stood up. Walking away, I watched

FanFiction- Skyrim Story 1; Meet and Greet Rose, an Imperial born in Skyrim. She was born in what used to be a Dwarven campsite, just outside of the Rift. She's 23, and definatly Stormcloak material. Her red football line face paint makes most foes fear her. She may not know it yet, but the dragon blood runs thick in her veins. She has long brown hair and green eyes. Vespeerza, a Dark Elf born in Skyrim also. She was, and is, cursed with the Dark Curse. She was a Nord once, but her mother was bitten by a vampire before she was born. It's a long story, wirtten long ago in old tales. Vespeerza is 22, and also a Dovahkiin. She has a white m