It's 4E 201, and with an air of enthusiastic bravado, twenty-year-old Aristaeus Tullius arrives in Skyrim with the daunting task of undertaking his first command. But with the horrors of bloody civil conflict awaiting around every corner, war it seems, is never that simple.

After the immediate finale of Project Purity, the Lone Wanderer just wants to die in peace. Preferably without running dry. But, with the Brotherhood of Steel intending to finish the fight with the Enclave, things aren't exactly going the way he had hoped. Or how anybody had even expected. [AU]

"Try walking alongside a tribal child, a refugee, holding her hand after her parents are killed. A grenade comes rolling in and you only survive because someone else absorbed the shrapnel. It leaves you sprawled on the ground, head pounding, with little girl's hand in your hand because that's all that's left of her." Honest Hearts, if from a different perceptive. [DanielxF!Courier]