Time Prison
A shrill squealing sound started and i realized that my time traveling device was spitting out smoke and was vibrating like crazy.
Legend of the OmeletWings - Chapter 9: Traveling
But if they were going to be traveling together, it'd need to be addressed sooner or later. "uh summit," embryo began, "i need to pee..." summit breath caught. "y-you need to what?" he was trying really hard not to have a crush on her right now.
The Path Less Traveled, Part 10
It didn't take Breylin and I long to reach Dawnstar. Coming to the town, I didn't notice if much had changed. I had only visited it once before, when I had still been with Brekish and his gang. We had come there to trade with a merchant and "get rid"...
The Path Less Traveled, Part 6
Solitude. Three years spent in the dungeons of Castle Dour, the most secure prison in all of Skyrim. A place of dark walls and small cells, and the cries and shouts of deranged prisoners and madmen. Three years sitting in the same cell and being...
The Path Less Traveled, Part 5
I woke up a day later in the dungeons of Whiterun, in a jail cell in the back of the small prison. As I groaned and rolled off of the thin bedroll to sit up, the reminder of the fight came back to my mind. I groaned again and pushed my hands to my...
The path Less Traveled, Part 4
Six days after we took the caravan, I was woken up by Rokir. The elf kicked me in the back and I jerked awake, reflexively swinging a knife that I took from my bedroll. The elf slapped my hand away and, as I saw it was him, said, "Get up," with his...
The Path Less Traveled, Part 3
Three days after Rekir's burial, we had our first good caravan come by. Brekish and I were standing near the entrance to the tower when we heard the wheels of the horse-drawn cart rolling up the road, and I left the tower to look down the road. Two...
The Path Less Traveled, Part 2
The morning was starting to drag into mid-day before I saw anything remotely interesting happen. I sat at the top of the tower in the single chair there. Nobody walked the roads, and down below the river babbled and churned its way to the waterfall...
A traveling Jester: Prelude part 1
Notes: I want you to know, that this is my first story, also English isnt my native, so if my style is a bit confusing, dont hate me. In second i added some (\<text\>). that will be titles you can search on youtube. Now i want to thank a mule that...
From Right to Left: A Travelers Story
He knew he was a capable guide, he would never lie to himself, but he wondered how well he could travel with another. true; his father and him traveled through the middle lands to hunt and trade with some villages, but he was with his father.
Wasteland Survivor – A road not travelled - ch6
The first day passed reasonably easily, it was mainly spent travelling south-south east to reach the coast just south of sydney, that was one traffic jam we wanted to avoid, especially in vehicles that can travel at over a hundred clicks.
A Forge of Heroes - Ghosts
Bad enough to be travelling with two falskin. infinitely worse that these two falskin nearly wet themselves every time an assassin so much as _looked_ at them.