The Spark
Folcwine and S'fara chatted happily as they walked the road to Whiterun 'I like it, it's something every true Nord should aspire to wear!' 'What? A dead bear?' scoffed S'fara 'It's the uniform of an officer in the Stormcloak army!...
Signs of Talos worship
'This is Markarth, traveller; safest city in the Reach.' 'That's not what I've heard.' S'fara scoffed under her breath Luckily the guard didn't hear her, and allowed them to enter. Their first stop was the palace, as it made sense to start with...
Of blood and silver
Folcwine stood awkwardly before Jarl Ulfric, who despite casually reclining on his throne gave off an aura of intense energy. 'So, you are Folcwine of Falkreath, Thane Beorns' son?' 'As he was, lord, yes.' 'Yes, "Jarl" Siddgier has much...
Hlaalu and Rynandor
17th of Last Seed 4E 201 7pm, near Helgen Rynandor sat by the fire, reflecting on the days events when the sound of a snapped branch made him turn and rise with the speed and grace that only an Altmer had. 'Wait! Please, don't attack!'...
An unexpected pregnancy
Barely three months later, S'fara found herself pregnant. She had missed her cycle, which for a Khajiit of breeding age could only mean one thing, and a visit to the local apothecary confirmed her suspicions. 'But this is unheard of! A Nord and...
A long awaited wedding
A month later, Folcwine and S'fara were back in Riften, for their long awaited marriage. 'I'm surprised to see Galmar and Ulfric actually accepted the invitation.' S'fara said as Folcwine helped her comb her fur Folcwine laughed, 'Yes,...
The Stormcloaks have found victory across the land
By the time they had arrived at the Haafingar camp, preparations for the final assault were almost completed. 'We attack tomorrow, Ulfric is holding a big ceremony tonight.' his sergeant told him 'Good, I can't stand the waiting.' Folcwine...
A proposal, a Dovah and a Daedra
**Outside Whiterun, after the seige** 'God's above, that was some fight!' Folcwine gasped, pulling off his helmet 'Wasn't it just, rather fun too. Vignar gave a rather scathing speech to Balgruuf didn't he?' 'Aye, that he did.'...
The spark
Folcwine and S'fara chatted happily as they walked the road to Whiterun 'I like it, it's something every true Nord should aspire to wear!' 'What? A dead bear?' scoffed S'fara 'It's the uniform of an officer in the Stormcloak army!...
The Brony Chronicles: Chapter 1
There are some people in the world who seem to cruise through life, putting in little or no effort, George McKinley wasn't one of those people. No, he was one of those that had to work twice as hard as most people to get anywhere. And that was how he...
Pride goeth before a fall
**Author's Note:** _I decided to include the end of the last chapter as reminder of where we are (as it were) rather than starting from the new material._ _Gunhilda, in addition to following the "G" naming convention is a "meaningful name" as it is...
Prologue
Cenwulf shifted in his saddle, trying to ease the dull ache in his backside. It had been a long ride from the hill country that formed much of the border between the Dog territories and Equestria. As he threaded his way through the streets of...