Elder Scrolls Infinity - 2

Living in worlds suffused with the fluids of their great goddesses made each of them as a titan to their old perspectives, and as they grew in power, they expanded their worlds, and expanded the worlds of their goddesses.

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Hollow Knight: Elder Baldur

This old village, what a strange dream to have it lead me down here. if you hadn't found me, i don't think i would have ever awoken. i'm sly. usually, i live an uneventful life up in dirtmouth.

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Cave elder (Arco story)

Those word felt like bite as I just watch him for long time "what happened puppy did the dragon ate your tongue?""Uh... no... no not all!" "well I asked where you came from and you were there like robot" he was right but how can I tell...

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Elder Scrolls Story: The Orc Potionmaster

The orc potionmaster for nataraj by draconicon sneaking through the old castle was difficult for nataraj, but the argonian couldn't stop now.

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You Only Live 18 Times - #3 (SpyJirra)

Upon arrival in Torval, the two walked together down the gangplank where Ko'Manir met an attache from the Hammerfell embassy. "Well, good luck," Ra'Jirra said, giving her a hug. "You too. Hopefully we'll meet again someday." "I'd like that. You take...

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On His Mane's Secret Service - #8

The close-fitting clothing worn by the other two seemed to be made up entirely of vines, intertwined closely and woven clearly in imitation of a elderly tree with its myriad epiphytic companions.

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On His Mane's Secret Service - #7

When Em and Ra'Jirra left the palace, night was coming on. She had changed out of the Raba back into her normal clothes by then, but carried the priceless garment in a bag over her shoulder. She saw Dar'Amon on the wall surrounding the palace grounds...

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On His Mane's Secret Service - #6

"as my mane wishes," she said, bowing her head and reciting an old, schooltime phrase of patriotism, "so do i submit."

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Authors - Ch 12 Departure

The sun was nearing its peak when Quill-Weave awoke. On the bed above her, Casta was snoring quietly. She looked around without moving her head. The floor could use some dusting underneath the bed, she noticed. Then she started to cry silently. Casta...

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Authors - Ch 9 Crassius Curio

It was getting dark outside and Quill and Casta were drinking coffee in her parlor. "Have you read anything by Crassius _other_ than the Lusty Argonian Maid?" Casta asked. "Well, actually no," Quill-Weave admitted. "I mean, isn't that...

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The Turning Day Before The Ritual

The young and old are shushed or scolded to speak of anything that happens there, but it is allowed to playfully call them gods. myths and fables are encouraged. now and then, groups of laughing old men play the wrinkles on their faces in remembrance.

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The Bandit, The Khajiit Wizard, The Mysterious Stranger and the Secret of Life. Aka The Journal of The Infamous Mad Cheese Cat of Skyrim

\* \* \* **day whatever** (j'sker lost track) gods, how long has it been since j'sker wrote his thoughts down in this old thing? j'sker found it covered in dust and skeever droppings when he went down to clean out the old dungeon.

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