Skyrim Crossover Idea · 1:54am Aug 9th, 2017
It's been many months since I have first entered this land of Tamriel. My first moments were harsh and unforgiving. Waking up covered in nothing but a sac riddled with holes, I found myself bound and headed straight for execution. The wind was cold, nipping the skin like a whip to a slave. I shivered and shuddered, searching for any form of warmth. The sac that I adorned barely covered my body. In fact, It fell off when I got up to walk to the Block. To say that I was embarrassed that I was in the nude on the path to my death was an understatement of the century. The guards around me didn't care for it though, nor the other women in chains. From where I stood, I saw that the other women were a little more lucky in the clothing department. Their rags stayed on with rotting rope.
I watched in horror as person after person walked up to have their heads chopped off from their soldiers. At the time, I was too afraid to say nor do anything to prove my innocence. Then, as it was my turn to face my death, the dragon known as Alduin began destroying the town of Helgan in a violent rampage. One girl---who I would marry down the line---Saved me from the rampaging dragon. Her hair was as red as blood with eyes sharp as silver. She was in the same situation as I was: Found in the wrong place at the wrong time. Her firm yet soft hands gripped onto mine as we ran through the destruction with a man named, Hadvar.
With Hadvar in the lead, he led us into the keep and me to some clothes. At the time, I didn't care where they came from so long as I wasn't running around completely exposed. What I remember was that those robes came from an apprenticed Wizard. They were warm and enchanted to protect the wearer from the cold. While I put those on, my savior adorned some light armor taken from one of the female soldiers footlockers.
Once we were garbed, we made our way through the keep, fighting any and all who dared tried to stop us from escaping. Most of them were Stormcloak soldiers that broke free during the mass confusion caused by the dragon attack. I can honestly and regrettably say that using what little knowledge I had of combat magic at the time, I set them ablaze while my savior, Luna, sneakily cut them down from the shadows as Hadvar charged them from the front. It only took an hour of fighting and we finally found freedom just as the dragon got bored with Helgan and flew off.
Hadvar gave his sincerest apologies about the whole ordeal and asked for forgiveness, which to my surprise, Luna gave hers. She made a good argument on how the General's tactics were soundly based on the situation. He didn't want anyone aiding the rebel leader no matter the cost. If a civilian was found in the way, they could have possibly aided in his escape, thus a necessary casualty of war.
I still didn't like the fact that I was nude.
We went our separate ways and with no one to turn to, I asked Luna if I could accompany her on her travels. At the time, I wanted revenge on Celestia for banishing me to such a horrible world! But as time went on, I lost heart.
Though, when I think about it, it was Luna that nudged me off the course of revenge. It was her words of comfort, her smile, her touch that pulled me back from those final steps of no return. I was just a few steps away from returning to Equestria to bring about the end of my birth world, but before I could make the final leap. A single kiss pulled me from the darkness.
Of course, this is just a little note of my tale and there are far more details waiting to be told. Some of them are books in of themselves.
Did you know? If you mix Moon Sugar, Catnip, and Smoke Weed, Khajiit melt like butter and would do anything you tell them too?
I'll admit, I may have convinced one feline mercenery, M'isha, to strip in the middle of the market and make love to a Horker Tusk. Suffice to say, she wasn't too happy to wake up in prison with a chastity belt on that the guards had to force on her to make her stop. Nor to learn of what she did to that Tusk.
At least she didn't remember anything about the whole ordeal.
But, that's not what you want to know. You want to know how I came to call Luna my wife.
Well, to get to the heart of that story. We need to start at the beginning when I was still called: Sunset Shimmer.
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To be honest. If I'm doing a Skyrim crossover. I'm going Game of Thrones on it. Complete Medieval and historically accurate to the best of my ability both lore and reality wise.
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even better :D
Huh? I still don't get it? Is he human or horse?
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Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! C'mon! Don't just start something like that and not expect people to nag on you! Givr us a story! one that keeps use on the edge of our seats! Do it! Do it!
I've read almost all of your stories so I know you CAN do it! But now that you've shown us a sample, YOU'VE GOT TO Do it!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U_lGi-d_be4
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I found human with unicorn horn really weird. That and most Skyrim crossovers are really tame.
Like seriously!
We have bandit kings and no gang-rape!
We have Necromancers and no ritual torture!
We have Dragons and no super brutal gore-porn!
IT'S! MADDENING
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Thinking about it. Wrote about it. Enjoying writing about it. 500 words in and I haven't left the carriage ride yet. Hmmmmmm.
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That's a good thing!
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Just thinking about how graphic I want it.
Did you know? Peasant Women in the medieval era were essentially toys to the nobility?
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Yeah. And did you know the military salute came from the knights from back then?
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"Testimony" came from the courts where men would grab each other's junk during a trial?
That... Thinking about that could lead to some funny situations
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So where did calling people @ss hole come from?
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https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Asshole