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Legend of speed 1-3
Claude Speed awoke with a start. Not noticing the drenched cold that gripped him. Something was wrong. The last thing he could remember... "What can I remember" he asked himself. He got up and looked around. The place was completely unfamiliar and cold. He looked down and noticed he was sleeping in a small chamber with gas comping out of floor vents. He saw a door that was in front of him. So he quickly walked into it.
The first thing he noticed was his clothes on the table in front of him. He quickly changed and saw the door behind him slam shut. Then a door in front of the table opened.
In came a drop-dead beauty that since Claude didn't know how long he was resting this was a sight for sore eyes. But quickly to business Claude asked the woman. "Who are you. What am I doing here?" The woman looked up at him. "Mr. Speed right? Well I am Brenda. If you havent noticed you have been sleeping for quite a while." Claude was looking at the woman as if she was an idiot. "What do you
The legends of Light-Scythe
Chapter 2, Entryway
Light-Scythe awoke many hours later. She was not in the water at this time. Her head was stuck in sand. She moved it out and looked around. Light-scythe was on a beach. Apparently drifted there after fallig off the ship
Light-Scythe was greatfull. She would not be sold to Nords in Bruma. Come to think of it she didn't even know anything about Cyrodiil. It was completely unknown to her. She knew everything about the black marsh. She traveled all around the province. But here it was completely alien to her
At least i'm not a slave any more. She thought to herself. Light-Scythe had seen many imperials before in the Black Marsh but these ones were evil in her eyes.
Getting up Light-Scythe noticed that her clothes were damp and reeked of sea weed. The only reason she survived was she could breath in water. "I guess I will have to get some new clothing in..." She remembered that she didn't know where she was. The beach was on the edge of a smal
The travels of Light Scythe
Chapter 1. The voyage
The sea was angry that day. Light-Scythe normally liked the sea. She enjoyed swimming in it as a little girl in the Black Marsh. But now it was completely hostile. The ship's deck rocked back and forth to and fro with water coming down on the mast from time to time. The Imperials were running back and forth tying things down.
This was the final day till they made it to Cyrodiil. But it was not salvation for Light-Scythe. She was to be sold underground illegally to Dunmer and even Imperials to the highest bidder somewhere in Tamriel. It was a fate worse then death for an Argonian. Argonians were sold as slaves since the second era. But that never made it right
Light-Scythe was with 3 other slaves. 1 of them was a Khajiit named Vic'Dar. He fled to the Black Marsh after committing a terrible crime in Vvardenfell. He was strangely moody and didn't talk to the other argonians. Light-Scythe didn't catch their names. Argonians usually had comp
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