Rising of a Storm Part 2 (Clean Version)
#3 of argonian chronicles hey, it just has violence, so if you don't like that, don't read. enjoy part 2 of "the argonian chronicles: rising of a storm."
Balanced on the Knife Edge Ch. 11
Nusha can't stand the prim and proper karme, and karme feels much the same about the sardonic argonian.
Balanced on the Knife Edge Ch. 14
Nusha can't stand the prim and proper karme, and karme feels much the same about the sardonic argonian.
The Elder Scrolls V Skyrim - Chapter 2
She looked up slowly, her gaze meeting that of the angry argonian before her. "my name, is kassi'm, you bitch" he snarled as he pulled the blueish blade from her chest.
Part 2: His Bloody Face
_' the argonian nodded to the question. he sat down at the small table and took a sip from his goblet. _'did you ever return to your home?'
On His Mane's Secret Service - #3
Ra'jirra and miss ponsonby had never been friends, but she had helped her after the argonian affair, and she had gained a grudging respect for the surly old khajiit afterwards. "you two just go back to your room.
"Tails" of Skyrim
A full grown argonian! nasty to ward off, but fortunately i'd found a shield earlier. never will i understand how such creatures can range in size so.
Balanced on the Knife Edge Ch. 5
Nusha can't stand the prim and proper karme, and karme feels much the same about the sardonic argonian.
New Furry Story Idea
I want this story to be more reader friendly, since the argonian chronicles is completely not. the idea is: in the distant future mankind has been killed off by a virus.
Balanced on the Knife Edge Ch. 4
Nusha can't stand the prim and proper karme, and karme feels much the same about the sardonic argonian.
Adventures of K'Jaar 2
I met an argonian. a new friend. his name was z'harro. he was kidnaped by orc's... we became best friend's. one day. him and me were working at mine. suddently a big giant hand grabed z'harro... it was mumbaga!
Part 1: The Naming Ceremony
"i remember the day i was named," the argonian said. his face, stained with red-like-blood, stared into the hearth. his amber-brown eyes caught the glimmer of the flame. "i only remember it because i was taken from my home before my tribe could name me.