A Question of Fate Options

[ThatSkyrimGuy]

Brief Intro By The Author

A Question of Fate would be the title of my piece.

I have been back and forth about trying to start and post a fan fic piece. The idea has always intrigued me, but I never considered myself to be a writer, let alone a good writer. I have read a sampling of some of the works that are posted on this site, and quite frankly, it is intimidating. The material is amazing. I must say say that despite the intimidation, it is also inspiring. So I am willing to throw caution to the wind and go for it. There are a few provisos. I work for a living. Often times, the hours I work are long. There may be periods of dormancy in this thread. I will apologize in advance for that. Life outside the internet does have it's restrictions. Also, I am sure that there is an unspoken etiquette that states, "You read mine and comment, and I shall do the same". This is also where I could run into trouble, for the same reasons that there may be dormant periods in this thread. There are stories on this site that I could never hope to read all the way through, with triple digit page counts, while I try to keep posting my own story and work through everyday life. So, with all that being said, I will wait to start posting chapters until I get a sense of what the audience demands. Please let me know if I should start posting a fan fic piece, based on what you have just read.

Thanks.

EDIT - This was originally posted in "General Discussion"

This post has been edited by ThatSkyrimGuy: May 4 2013, 04:41 AM

[Grits]

Interlude: I really like the way you’ve provided some of Val’s background. You’ve shown a bit about Val’s origins, but not too much at once. I’m drawn in and interested in learning more. I also wonder how much Val knows about his violent beginning. That might complicate his relationship with his inner Nord. Very engaging!

Chapter 6: Ralof must have thought I had lost my acorns.
What a delightful expression!

I just love the very Bosmer description of the forest followed immediately by the thought of more libations.

The Thief Stone chose him, neat. The wolf-gut treasure was another great touch. In our house we call that… well, it’s a rude name that includes the only place a wolf might carry a garnet. Yeah, “ear” garnets. Of course in our stories we can ignore the sometimes silly things the game throws our way, but a plausible explanation always makes me grin. (And wish that I’d thought of it! )

Chapter 7: I’m glad you gave such a detailed account of Val and Ralof’s arrival in Riverwood. I’ve always thought Gerdur’s remark that no one else had come up the south road today was particularly grim.

And finally, the mead is almost within reach!