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When an Imperial ambush destroys everything and everyone she loves, Trendil decides to take her revenge in the only way she knows: joining the Stormcloaks.

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Trendil's Story

Trendil's Story part 1 - Massacre at Haemar’s Pass

The rushing wind rebounded off the cliffs, mimicking the sea breaking itself against the merciless rock of a shore. The acrid reek of steel, leather, blood. Everywhere, blood. Fury given form, gushing red rivers ground into paste so the soil looked like baked clay.   Then, silence. A silence so vast it could fill an ocean, yet so sharp it pierced the soul. It lasted for a heartbeat, maybe two, but felt like a lifetime. Maybe two. The kind of quiet reserved for sacred places. Or graveya
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Trendil's Story part 4 - A Lesson Hammered Home

She should have seen it coming. Should have known. That made it her fault – no one else’s. Including the man who was currently raping her.   “How about that, whore? You like that?” He panted the words in her face as he pumped. His hands pinned her wrists to the floor of the tent, but he had otherwise given up his only advantage – his weight no longer held her legs down, so engrossed was he in his own dick. She could have killed him a dozen times, could still, right this moment, throw h
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Trendil's Story part 2 - Spoke Too Soon

It swept out of the south on silent wings. Trendil’s only warning was a rushing of wind, and then the balmy air froze around her. For a moment, she couldn’t move, as a layer of frost covered her body and her feet were flash-frozen to the ground. Panic lent her the strength to break free, and then she was running, though her body felt sluggish from the chill.   Then the dragon made its presence fully known – a roar that shook the air, another woosh overhead as it rushed past. Its scales
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Trendil's Story part 3 - So You Want to Be a Stormcloak

“This is taking forever.” The man rubbed his thick red beard as he scowled at the crowd of fellow recruits in the courtyard. “Why can’t they hurry it up?”   “There are dozens of people here.” A blonde woman this time, her hair cut short. She wore ill-fitting leather armor, likely a hand-me-down from a male relative. Not that Trendil could judge – she still wore her wedding dress, a fact that had not gone unnoticed. Or unremarked upon.   The bearded man glared at the blonde wo
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Trendil's Story part 11 - A Special Assignment

There was something different in the air when they entered the briefing room, and the company quieted as one. After so many months together, they had learned to read each other well, and Whip’s expression as he sat at the head of the conference table bespoke something different than their usual patrols. The company filed in and took their places in uncharacteristic silence. Whip tapped the table a couple of time with his thumb, a sure sign of his internal agitation, and the tension in the room m
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Trendil's Story part 5 - An Icy Reception

Trendil frowned at the warped wood as she finished the knot. Fortune had favored them – as it had not for some sailors of years past – by providing the remains of a ship run aground. There was enough loose wood to construct a boat of sorts. Something between a raft and a coracle, except without the stability of the first or the utility of the second. If you took the worst aspects of each and combined them, you would get something akin to what they had made.   She heard footsteps approa
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Trendil's Story part 7 - Dragonbait

The big problem with choosing the military route for her vengeance was that it involved being in the military. There was no freedom of movement, no…   “Lint!”   …way to do things in an efficient…   “Lint! Pay attention!”   …way, and…   “LINT!”   Trendil blinked out of her thoughts to find Whip’s face an inch away from hers. He didn’t look happy.   “Wha…” was as far as she got.   “Dammit, Lint, have you gone deaf or s
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Trendil's Story part 17 - The Dragon Dilemma

Hammerleaf looked over his shoulder at the setting sun and made the stupid grunt sound he always made when he was annoyed. “Why are we here again?”   Swordsinger sighed as she kicked her horse into a faster trot as the road leveled out. “Why do you keep asking that? You know the answer.”   “Yes, but it still doesn’t make sense. The siege of Falkreath begins tomorrow and we’re three hundred miles away.”                        “Falkreath was built in a valley and mos
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Trendil's Story part 9 - Gutpunch - A True Nord

She had been through drills, had practiced in groups, had been told many times (her mother never said anything just once) what to expect, but an actual to-the-death multi-unit engagement was something that had to be experienced in order to truly understand. That understanding brought with it an unexpected rhythm, one so strong that Dragonbait could practically feel it thrum up her legs. As her understanding deepened, so did the rhythm, until it was no longer just a beat but a song, then a chorus
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Trendil's Story part 6 - Welcome to the Stormcloaks

Trendil and associate stumbled into Windhelm exactly one week after they had left. Well, Trendil stumbled. Koren strode in insufferably confident steps. But, then, his head wasn’t twice the size as usual (excluding his hubris), nor was he pale and shaking. He had even been able to eat food on the trip back. Trendil, on the other hand, had all those symptoms and had been disinclined to ingest anything heartier than broth. She felt moderately better than she had the day after the encounter with th
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Trendil's story part 8 - Promotion

Warmth filled her, tugged her away from rest, toward consciousness. She wanted to resist, to stay in her warm shell but there was something intoxicating about the warmth. It was like sleeping in a cocoon but feeling the heat from the sun beckoning, a promise of a new and wonderful world filled with freedoms never imagined, with joys and…   “That was the stupidest thing I’ve ever seen! What in Oblivion were you thinking?!”   Lint blinked fuzzy darkness from her eyes, only to h
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Trendil's Story part 31 - In the Company of Imperials

The wind stopped and Trendil blinked her eyes open. She heard sounds - voices pitched to a conversational tone. Birds chattering as a light breeze ruffled branches. Someone nearby laughed.   Trendil’s brain seized up, trying to make sense of what she felt. The pain that had filled her body was gone, except for a small cramp that was beginning to creep up her calf. She looked around in a wild panic and found herself laying under what appeared to be a broken and overturned wagon. She sho
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Trendil's Story part 10 - The Woes of Company D

“Three rules: don’t kill any civilians, don’t break any property, and don’t think about the war. I am serious. This is going to go on for a long time and I don’t need any of you sputtering your flame from over-extending yourself. You have three days. Go get drunk, get laid, get some rest. Leave your gear here. Don’t touch your weapon.” Whip pointed at Dragonbait. “I’m looking at you, here, Dragonbait – you can skip your daily drills for three bloody days.”   Perish the thought. “Oh no,
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Trendil's Story part 22 - The Secrets of Sky Haven Temple

Swordsinger didn’t know what she expected, but whatever those hidden expectations may have been, they were erased in a moment by the reality.     The stairs led to a room that was not quite as big as the one they had just left but was still large enough to dwarf any palace throne room. Doors stood in the stone wall to the left and stairs led further up and in along each wall but she only registered those details through an oblique lens – her eyes were drawn with helpless immediacy
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Trendil's Story part 25 - The Beginning of the End of the Beginning part 3

Swordsinger supposed the number of strange looks they got as they walked through the camp were to be expected. Her own mind was reeling, so she could only imagine what her Companies might have felt upon seeing her with two doppelgangers. It was beyond bizarre, and she could not begin to fathom how to find the pieces to this puzzle, let alone put them together.   They reached the command tent just as Hammerleaf stepped out and the entire thing became worth the confusion just to see the
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Trendil's Story part 37 - Prey for Peace

Time was a strange thing. Especially when it had been reset. It was early in the morning of Sundas, the 17th of Last Seed. Trendil and her not-yet-husband hadn't even left Hammerfell at this point in her previous life. There were still forty days to go before the ambush that had killed her husband was supposed to happen, fifty-five days before previous her officially joined the Stormcloaks. It made no sense, and her head spun trying to reconcile it for what felt like the four-hundredth time. 
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Trendil's Story part 15 - The Fall of Whiterun

The rhythmic sound of the catapults winding and releasing, the heavy whine of flame-coated boulders slicing through the air, the boom as those same boulders reached their destinations with fearful impact, both inside and outside the walls; the screams of soldiers who did not get out of the way in time. All of it together created a cacophony of noise that made it impossible to hear a word of what was probably a very rousing speech by Galmar.   Apparently Swordsinger was not the only one
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Trendil's Story part 14 - Dibella's Consecration

“We don’t have to do this,” Hammerleaf mumbled as they wound their way through the couples.   “Yes we do.” Swordsinger ground her nails into her palms to forestall the silent scream that wanted to burst from her lips.   “The Dibellans will provide consorts. We don’t…”   “No, we need to stick together. A priest or priestess would demand all of our attention. This is…perfect. We can study the walls from closer than we would otherwise have dared.” She stuck to that tho
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Trendil's Story part 36 - New Trial, Same Old Tricks

It was a simple enough layout. The slavers clearly had no military background – their camp was just a disorganized mess of tents loosely gathered on the shore. The cove was deep enough that their ship was docked to a rough-hewn pier that appeared to be made of driftwood tied together with knotted rope. Marcus breathed a sigh of relief – trying to get to a ship anchored off the coast would have been a challenge even with a full company at his back.   He felt a pang at the thought of the
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Trendil's Story part 12 - The First Move

“I don’t believe this.” Swordsinger looked around the stuffed courtyard. “There were, what? Forty people when we came? There must be three hundred here.”   Hammerleaf shrugged. “About that. Guess that crown really worked.”   “I guess!” She shook her head and ducked back inside. “I have a meeting. Why do I have to go to meetings now?”   “That’s what happens when you get promoted. Have fun in there.”   She snorted. “It wouldn’t be so bad if they were about t
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Trendil's Story part 29 - Slaughter at Solitude

“And that’s the plan.”   Dragonspite sat and tapped his finger against his thigh, eyes never wavering from Trendil’s. She smiled.   “That bad, huh?”   He shook his head and got to his feet, then stretched, his fingers pushing into the low tent ceiling. “That may be your worst plan yet.”   “I know! That’s why it is sure to work.”   “Your reasoning is as solid as ever. Which is the same solidity as a foundation built on quicksand.”   “Oh,
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Trendil's Story part 23 - The Elf

“It’s good to be back home.”   Hammerleaf snorted. “Somehow this is home already?”   “Well…it’s the closest thing we’ve come to it in a while.”   “Fair enough. Looks like Woody has kept things in good order.”   So it appeared. Swordsinger cast an eye over the valley. Where once had been Foresworn tents and hovels, sturdy defenses had sprung up. A palisade protected the cave entrance while the already rough ground surrounding it was a maze of spiked fence r
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Trendil's Story part 18 - Whisperfoot

Merry (early) Christmas! My gift to you is one chapter from each of my stories. Thanks for your interest in them!   _____________________________________________________     “I’m sorry, where did you say we’re going?” Hammerleaf furrowed his brow in that adorable way that meant he was completely lost. Swordsinger suppressed a smile, which was not hard to do, given the latest orders.   “Fort Greymoor.” Swordsinger slapped the orders onto the table and rubbed her
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Trendil's Story part 13 - Scouting Whiterun

“I feel like everyone is staring at us.” Hammerleaf fidgeted with the collar of his shirt as he cast wary eyes around Whiterun’s marketplace.   Swordsinger straightened the bodice of her dress to hide her own nerves as she angled toward a fruit stand at the edge of the square. “They will be if you don’t stop acting so suspicious. Calm down. I thought you said you could act.”   “That was before I knew every damn Imperial in Skyrim would be here.”   There were far mor
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Trendil's Story part 28 - Dragonbridge

(Quick note: for those who do not follow all four of my stories, THIS CHAPTER from Sloan's story contains the portion where, thanks to Sloan, Swordsinger and Hammerleaf (now Trendil and Dragonspite) learn the truth of the war: that there isn't really a war going on - the entire thing has been staged for the purpose of making a handful of people more wealthy and powerful. This is why Trendil has taken it upon herself to promote her entire Regiment to make them the primary Stormcloak army. which g
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