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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 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 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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Trendil's Story part 27 - Criss Cross

Swordsinger grunted in annoyance as her hands reflexively tugged at the gown. Acting as a noble was more difficult than she remembered. Mingling in courts had been part of her training (albeit the part she had been worst at) but now, after six years of war, her body had forgotten how to move in the silken clothes. And every step with the heeled shoes made her ankles shake. She was just one misstep away from a nasty sprain. She couldn’t remember the last time she had worn such an outfit.  
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Trendil's Story part 26 - Morthal, With a Dash of Betrayal for Flavor

“That can’t be true.” Swordsinger’s heel tapped staccato beats on the dirt ground hard enough for Hammerleaf to place a discrete calming hand on her thigh under the rough-hewn table. She stopped, but it took concentrated effort.   The scout shrugged. “That’s what we thought but I swear it is. We circled the city at least half a dozen times and Lurching put on civvies and walked right on in through the front gate.”   Swordsinger shook her head. “Morthal is the fourth largest c
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