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About this blog

Well, here it is.  The story of the snarky badass reluctant Dragonborn who's lived in Skyrim for fifteen years.

Come along as I feed my most rabid addiction: exploration and adventure.  And, I guess, solving other people's problems in the least heroic ways possible.

 

This is my story.  Destana Stormblade.  Once a prisoner, a slave.  Once a refugee from Hammerfell.  

Now, Queen of Skyrim!  Master thief.  Assassin.  Mage.  Vampire Lord.  Sometimes, sex-object.  Lover of Sanguine, Ulfric Stormcloak and Serana of Volkihar.  Mother of Runa Septim, Damien Guevenne, and Fenrir Stormcloak.  Grandmother to Oddvar, Kintyra and Sinidar.  

Entries in this blog

Entry 70: Almost Buying the Farm

Hey, it's Destana again.  The last entry caught me up with Runa, Fenrir and Damien.  I did a lot of fighting and some sexual healing via the Sisterhood of Dibella.  Damien and I met up with Fenrir and Valiana in Bruma after they'd been waiting there for a few days (and they fought off the siege a little bit).  Point of order:  I understand what Runa raved about when she said the Jerall View Inn was so good.   Damien and I walked in on Fenrir preparing to soak.  Apparently Sofia was sle

Entry 69: Sexual Healing

Hey everybody.  This is Destana!  A couple months ago we won a war against the Thalmor, and since then we've been gearing up for an invasion.  I've been mostly taking a break while the kids go around Tamriel.    So far, Fenrir traveled to Elswyer and got the Khajiit rebels on our side (and scored an airship). Damien became Hero of Daggerfall and, I guess... made a lot of the things in the present possible?  Also he got a new house.  Sounds kinda un-contributive when I put it

Entry 68: Double Princess'ed

Hey, this is Runa.  Recently I got some new weapons and fought Molag Bal with Boethiah's help.  Morag Sethius was killed in the blast and we (Calleius, Jura and I) made our way back to Quintus' camp, meeting up with Rigmor, Sethri, Quintus and Camaeus.  Sorella and Casius left with his crew and I was surprised to find Chancellor Blackwell, waiting for us, ready to discuss terms.     Rigmor and I sat at the table.  I said, "You took a risk coming here, Blackwell." "I hav

Entry 67: Behold, My Otherworldly Weapon

Hey, this is Runa.  I'm carrying the Eye of Boethiah and Scourge, Malacath's mace. Continuing on our journey to Table Mountain, Calleius, Jura, Rigmor, Sorella and I found Casius' camp near the Cyrodiil-Hammerfell border.  It was pouring rain, it was the middle of the night, we'd fought two battles at Bruma and a small skirmish on the way.  The men were dead tired, setting up the big tent and going to sleep immediately.  I sat with the girls and Casius, finding a strange sort-of energy carrying

Entry 66: Siegebreaker

Hey, it's Runa.  Last time we passed through Skyrim, making a short stay at Falkreath to ask Jarl Yngol if he could spare home help (and his daughter for the trouble at Table Mountain).  A nice scholar named Lucien Flavius guided us to an Ayleid tunnel just past Fort Neugrad.    We arrived at the tunnel at nightfall and resolved to continue on.       We passed over a land bridge to a deep chasm, and some ransacked treasure chests.  I casted a light spell.

Entry 65: Rebuilding Bridges Across Four Provinces

Hey, one more Fenrir joint and I'll shut up for a while.  Last time we got the Guivenne's a house - a faulty wizard's tower.  Then we went and checked the Blades' progress and Brisienna and Inigo stayed at Sky Haven Temple.  Then we managed to track down one of Damien's old friends - Medora Direnni.  She asked if we could find her daughter.  We started with Morreath and Folkstead.   Ultimately Folkstead wasn't very interesting.  Like one of Skyrim's small towns, it was only a ring of h

Entry 64: House Hunters Skyrim Edition

Hey, it's Fenrir.  We decided I'm writing this down after I managed to beat both my mom and Damien in a game of rock-paper-scissors for who is the focus today.  Last time I came back from Elsweyr with Inigo and Sofia, but that's not relevant right now.     We decided when we reported in to Windhelm that we'd split up, but our plans were immediately interrupted by a letter appearing in mine and my mom's pockets.   I read mine, "Hey, isn't this a great spell I learned in

Entry 63: Air and Desert Power

Hey everybody, it's Fenrir!  I'm headed to Elsweyr with Shirley to look for Inigo and Sofia, and feel out if the Khajiit would be amenable to rebellion against the Thalmor.  First I decided I would hit the Smithery and craft some Lighter armor and a new shield.  I've been working on my enchanting (very good) and alchemy (fair) because I have no skill with restoration so I need to rely on potions.  I also crafted a Dwemer Autocannon, which will help me immensely against large groups.  I also brou

Entry 62: Adventures on the High Seas!

Hey, it's Runa, one more time.  Last time Jura, Calleius and I rescued Rigmor from the Roscrea prison, during an unexpected attack by Akiviri.  We traversed the frozen Tundra and found the southern, alpine portion.  Rigmor got sick from the Akiviri's disease called the Living Death, and an old woman in the woods cured her, with my help.   I woke up in the chair.   As I was rubbing the sleep from my eyes, Rigmor, up and about, was saying, "So you spent how many years as a slav

Entry 61: Coming Out of My Cage

Hey there.  Runa again.  Last time was a whirlwind of emotion (but not really action).  Rigmor signed the Noble Decree, then they branded her with treason, cut her hair and set her prison on fire.  Turns out it was all a ruse to get me and Jura.  We braved the labyrinth, spoke with and ended the ancient minotaur's suffering by his request, then got to a boat to take us to Roscrea.    Morag told me Rigmor was already on her way to Roscrea when the fire broke out, so no suspense there. 

Entry 60: Runa is NOT the Dragonborn

Hey, this is Runa.  I'm in the Imperial City and last time it became apparent that they want to make their Empire a thing again and not just Cyrodiil + High Rock.  Rigmor signed the Noble Decree and Ser Robere proposed to her to shield her from whatever the other Counts and the Emperor were planning.     Robere wanted to speak with me in private again - off to the side of the audience chamber. "I found out what's going on.  There's a ventilation shaft behind the wall th

Entry 59: Have Blade, Will (Time) Travel

Hello.  Damien again.  I'll dive right in.  Last time I managed to find out who killed King Lysandus (by speaking with his ghost) and get 'im.  I saved the Blades and found out Brisienna is a Blade, then got a mission from them to steal back the Totem of Tiber Septim from Castle Daggerfall.  Then I contacted my dad Sanguine via the conventional means back in the Third Era - murder and sex.  I found out I can summon items that were on me when I timeported here, and I asked dad to tell me to have

Entry 58: Vengeance Granted

Hello.  This is Damien.  I feel like it's been a week since I made a journal entry, so I'll sum up what I've been doing.     After the Thalmor war I found the secrets to chronomancy in Viranir's notes and found she was going to try and change history, so I cast her spell and ended up 200 years in the past.  I found I was thrust into the role of the Hero of Daggerfall.  After meeting Ocato (The Eternal Champion) and Uriel Septim VII, I went off to fix all of Illiac Bay's problems.  I be

Entry 57: Reunited

Hey, Runa again.  We're taking a trip to Cyrodiil to get them on our side, and I'm also helping out Sigunn with Rigmor.  Last time Legate Tyroni Calleius, General Jura and I crossed the border, met up with Aventus, and talked with Sigunn, Malesam and Freathof.  We tracked down Rigmor in the Roxey Inn, a few miles south of Bruma.   She was with three men - Grom, a big Nord, Tiny, a small man, and Ser Robere. "A few more drinks and she'll be under the table, lights out.  War's over,

Entry 56: My Unfair Lady

Hey, it’s me, Runa!  I volunteered to travel to Cyrodiil to figure out how I can get them on our side, while Fenrir went to Elswyer.  Oh yeah, we’re going to invade Alinor!   Mom gave me a letter from Sigunn of Bruma, asking for our help with Rigmor, an old friend of ours.  She also happens to be the Countess of Bruma, which is a good starting point for getting in with the new Emperor.  Anyway, I headed to Falkreath, meeting up with General Jura, Agrippina and Legate Calleius and sayin

Entry 55: Hands off the Locals!

Hey, it's Damien again.  I'm trapped in western and southern High Rock in 3E 405 (mostly my fault, but I had honest intentions).  On the power scale of me being magically castrated by the time travel, I've progressed from kitten to large housecat.  I've mostly spent a handful of days traveling around this cursed land, doing quests for the royals scattered amongst their castles.     Currently in Sentinel, which gave me clear Hammerfell vibes (from what I've read) with the deserts and tr

Entry 54: A Troubled Past

Hello audience.  This is Damien.  In the hopes of thwarting Viranir, I followed her into the past, casting a very complex spell and arriving in Daggerfall in 3E 405.  I decided I would go along with what was in front of me: a mission from Uriel Septim VII to Daggerfall, only to find her in the same predicament I now found myself in, but as a ghost.  I also found as part of my transportation here I've been reduced in power similar to that of a day 1 adventurer.   It makes me wonder who

Entry 53: Moot 2 - The Divergence

Hey, still Destana.  Last time, we drove the Thalmor back and I defeated their leader (Viranir).  Unfortunately, she escaped via strange ghost powers.  Then we partied for a week while rebuilding, rendering aid and fixing most of the Jarl positions.  Falkreath is still vacant (temporarily General Jura of Hammerfell).  Ulfric called the moot for me, including:   High King Ulfric Stormcloak (and Jarl of Windhelm) Queen-General Destana Stormblade (That's me!) Jarl Skald of Dawns

Entry 52: V-Week

Hey there.  Destana here.  Update to our ongoing war with the Thalmor:  we drove them back to just Riften and Shor's Stone.    Right after I reported this to Balfhe, General Sialius told me we would be attacking Riften within a few hours.  Damien was already making preparations.  I gathered Runa, Serana, Fenrir, Shirley, Ulfric (who wanted to come for the triumphant ending), and Jura (who was still with us from the 'peace talks') and we teleported off to Iverstead, making our way on ho

Entry 51: Taking Back the Past

Hey, it's Destana again.  I was captured for a while (3 months for me, 3 days for everyone else).  We've been fighting an ongoing war with the Thalmor, who seek to conquer Skyrim.  Cyrodiil is in turmoil, and a sizeable portion of the Imperial Legion are taking refuge here, but helping us in the war.  General Sialius is here, helping direct the fight.  We lost Riften, Falkreath, Morthal, Markarth and Helgen (and all associated forts).  But we won at Whiterun with two dragons.  Then we used the e

Entry 50: Cunning Actions

Hi there, it's Destana again.  I feel like the spotlight will be mine for a little while.  We've been fighting an ongoing war with the Thalmor, who seek to conquer Skyrim.  Cyrodiil is in turmoil, and a sizeable portion of the Imperial Legion are taking refuge here.  But they're also helping us in the war.  General Sialius is here, helping direct the fight.  So far we lost Riften, Falkreath, Morthal, Markarth and Helgen (and all associated forts).  Things were looking pretty bad and I was captur

Entry 49: The Septim Stops Here

It's Destana.   Damien was poring over stacks and stacks of notes.     "Did you... go back in the Fort?" Serana asked.   "Yes.  Everything inside is dead.  Some kind of poison.  I tested it, and it wasn't anything from this world.  Different from Solaire's world, or any of the beasts I've seen yet.  I may consult a professional Alchemist to figure this out.  From my testing on Skeevers, proximity makes them hypersexual, contact usually paralyzes them, causes excruci

Entry 48: Hospitality of Horror

Disclaimer:  The first half is mostly vanilla.  The second half goes to some pretty dark places, thus the NSFL tag.   Fenrir at the helm.  The Thalmor are here and we’re at war.  Though the remaining sensible Imperials are helping, we’re losing.  We lost Riften, Falkreath and Helgen.  It seems like they’ve got a presence in Morthal, as well.  No fighting, just swept through in the night.   I got up early and experimented with moving troops around on the map a bit before Gener

Entry 47: Killing in the Name of...

This is Runa.  I messed up, really bad.  My mom is captured… or worse.    Also, the Jarls of Falkreath and Riften are dead and in dominion hands.        We’ve heard about streetfights between concerned citizens and Thalmor, but they’re winning right now.     “Runa, she wouldn’t have just disappeared without saying something…” Damien said. I closed my eyes, “I know.  She’s flighty.  She runs around at warp speed, doing more things than

Entry 46: Capture the Dragonborn (CTD)

Hey, it's Destana.  I woke up early to hover over the hills and witness the barrier coming down.    On my way I fought three dragons, who all seemed to be working in tandem and taunting me the whole way, but I'm a pro at this point.    I also saw a strange giant shelled beast, a deer made out of plants, and a tribe of goblins.  Damien said more and more strange creatures would be slipping into our world.      Damien had picked Solaire's brain abo

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