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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 72: Dunerippin' It Up!

Hey there, it's Destana back again.  I've been having quite the adventure in the Alik'r Desert.  Last time I got through all the trials to get here, I traveled the desert for a while, killed some Dunerippers.    I ended at the Forgotten City, and when Nahtil and I walked in, a dozen ghosts came out of the buildings.  Even though I was trying to be stealthy, they noticed me immediately.  I laid into them with arrows, blasted them with Unrelenting Force, and then even more came out.  One

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 14: The Nine Months War

Hey, it's me, Destana.  At this point, I'd been living in Skyrim for about four months, and it was right around Saturnalia and the turning of the new year to 2E 202.  I turned 19 back in Last Seed (I know, I'm younger than you might think on account of my mad skills).   Last time Ulfric Stormcloak sent me to deliver an axe to Jarl Balgruuf of Whiterun.  I was accompanied by an entourage of Inigo, Vilja, Sofia and Shirley.  I'd been to Whiterun previously (even recently, infact to conta

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 39: More Tests for a Shaman

(Note:  To differentiate them, I think I’m going to start calling beast shouts, “Beast calls.”) Hey, it’s Destana.  It’s Day 12 of this month of preparation for the Thalmor.  It was morning, and I’d stayed up all night going through the ceremony to become a shaman of the forsworn.  I also learned a few new teleport spells from the senior shamans, and got a noticeable increase to my magicka recovery just from the ceremony.   I feel like since I came to Skyrim I’d been doing my best

Entry 18: Family

Hey, it's Destana again.  Last time, I closed the loop on my revenge plot and got into some light bondage.  And then my daughter Runa became a member of the Dark Brotherhood.  When presented with three victims, I was told later that she killed all three.  Apparently, they were all very, very bad people.  I don't feel much better about her getting into my business of killing lots of people, though.    It's 2E 210 now, winter in the beginning of the year.  Current events are: - Ulfr

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 77: Two Nights from Hell

"You're Fenrir's friend, right?" Ulfric asked, "I heard what the old Stormcloaks put you through and I want you to know I've been doing everything in my power to stamp out that behavior." "Well thanks.  Name's Valiana Direnni by the way," I said back.      "I appreciate everything you've done for Skyrim recently," Ulfric continued, "I wanted to ask if you'd be willing to do a mission for me. You can say no, I'm not your king. Consider it a favor. It'd mean a lot."

Entry 79.5: Group Therapy Session

Author's Note: Not a full entry, just wanted to drop a video of the thing I did not describe or show.  May be a little rough, and is uncompressed so probably good quality.   Group Therapy After Valenwood.mp4     Also, going to say I'm going to be gone for a couple weeks.  (Next week and the week after).  I'll probably be working on an entry, but it might be a little slower than usual.    

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 17: Revenge Crimes 2 - Time Crimes

Hey, it's me, Destana.  This is going to be a little different today.  I have a lot of ground to cover.    Last time I was building Windstad Manor.  And let me tell you - it took a while.  After such a large job, and fixing people's problems for such a long time I decided I wanted a break from all this adventuring full-time.  The Thieves' Guild runs itself.  I kill a dragon every now and then, but whatever is making them return still hasn't revealed itself.  I clear out a bandit camp,

Entry 42: Fill Her Episode

Hello, it’s Destana.  I feel like I’ve been running around doing a lot of stuff recently.  Pretty much since I met Serana, I powered through working for the vampires and made them allies.  I went to Sovngarde and killed Alduin.  I solved the Companions’ problems with werewolfism and became a member of the circle.  I became a shaman of the Forsworn and saved Madanach from Cidhna Mine.  I married Ulfric and Serana and became Queen of Skyrim.  I gathered a group of rangers (Irileth, Farkas, Galmar,

Entry 36: Serving the Companions

Hey, it’s Destana again.  Last time I continued my work with the Companions, and I became a werewolf and merc'ed some Silver Hand dudes.  Big picture, it’s day 7 of 30(ish) and I’m not as far down my list as I wanted, but I’m having fun solving the Companions’ problems.    I came back after my first night as a werewolf, and fought two dragons in the city before I crashed (after fighting several in the wild, and some new kinds I haven’t seen before).  The next day, I asked Aela if she

Entry 40: Today, Everyone Escapes Cidhna Mine!

Hey, it’s Destana again.  Just wanted to clarify.  My recent outburst against Ulfric was me reacting to new information I learned.  I may have overreacted, but he understands.  Though I am not the picture of morality (Infact, my hands are red with culpability) killing innocent bystanders is something I take exception to, and try to avoid.  And killing an entire race of people (which I think is what a lot of Nords wants to do with the Forsworn) is monstrous.    The Forsworn have become

Entry 10: Weekend Trip

Hey there, it's me, Destana.  Where was I in the story?     I'd found out the name of the person trying to take down the Thieves' Guild.   I fought once in the Arena, and was not going to do that in my present state. I played a few Inns as a Bard, was not an official member yet. I was a student at the College of Winterhold.  I have attended one class. I have designs on becoming a Thane in Riften in the near future to get an actual house. Most importantly, I was

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 11: Dungeon-a-thon

Hey, I was wrong.  Very wrong.  I remember now.  This Skooma ring was supposed to just be a few bandits, with some gamblers and randos.  But Cragslane Cavern also had an equal amount of Mistwatch members.  Oh yeah, it's me, Destana.     So I killed the guard at the door with arrows.  Not much trouble.  I snuck into the cavern proper, standing on a wooden ramp with cover and plugged a woman with two arrows, killing her.  I looked down and saw probably a dozen guys drawing their weapons.

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 16: Sigh... Solitude again.

Hey, it's me.  Destana.  Before I talk about going and seeing Ulfric, I decided I would clear up some logistical data. - If I am still traveling, how does the baby get fed?   Well, I learned a very useful spell named Sophomoric Teleportation.  Meant to be a way to transport goods in containers (chests, etc) to the user's home, I just squeeze my boob into a bottle and transport it back to Honeyside in Riften.  Damien is old enough to drink from a small bottle with a fake nipple; a coupl

Entry 13: You Son of a Bitch, I'm in!

Hey, it's Destana again. Last time I traveled around Skyrim and tied up a lot of loose ends.   But this is a special occasion.  Now that I established an actual home, I returned to the bedroll under the Honningbrew Meadery and slept there.  I was taken to Sanguine's realm, as before. "If it isn't my adherent," he looked up from whipping a young lady, "What brings you here?" I approached him, pulling away the Nightingale armor around my collar. Sanguine blinked, "You're b

Entry 41: A Grand Wedding

Disclaimer:  Another worldbuilding episode.     Hey, it’s Destana, and this is my wedding!  I’d told Madanach and the others I was getting married on the following day, and I was woken up in the morning after sleeping the sleep of the dead. “Who are you?” Borkul asked. “I’m here to collect my mother for the wedding.  She’s still got a few hours, but we need to get her ready.” I peeked my head outside to find Damien and Runa waiting for me. “Hi mom!” Runa said.

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 8: Thieves' Guild Plot Thickens (And so do I)

Hey, it's me.  Destana.  Ever had a life-changing experience that basically told you to keep doing what you're doing but gave you a purpose?  I had that last time.  I would go find a way to contact Sanguine again in the future, but for now, it was time to return to the guild.   I walked through the gates and to the Bee and Barb.  Maven accepted the papers, but it didn't give us a lead as to who was trying to buy the meadery.  My reward: an Orcish Dagger of Freezing.  I grinned.  This w

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 35: Dancing with the Beast

It's Destana.  Time for me to get back in the saddle.  Runa's caught up with her leaving Skyrim and she has more to tell, but that'll have to wait.  Last time, Runa and I joined the Companions (as a favor to Ysgramor) and I'm pretending I'm not who I am so they can actually test me and make me a little stronger.  It was 4 weeks until the invasion, minus three days and I was making good time so far.  Let's see... I just became an official member of the Companions.  As I understand it, to advance

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