A Dovahkiin who's done almost everything decides to go vampire hunting. The problem? Everyone who knows her is pretty sure she's completely insane. Warning, Dovahkiin is exactly as she is in my game, and so probably counts as some sort of Sue. Contains (realistic-ish) fantasy violence and some swearing. And, worst of all, headcanons.

A power-hungry Khajiiti murderer with roots in the Renrijra Krin and a disregard for everything Imperial finds herself shuttled off to Morrowind to impersonate the reincarnation of Indoril Nerevar. Needless to say, things don't go the way the Emperor planned, as Abhidasha is too preoccupied with clawing her way to the top of the pecking order to fulfill some crazy prophecy.

A bunch of young mages race to find a cure for lycanthropy after a werewolf attack leaves one of their number potentially infected, while dodging Thalmor suspicion and each others' egos. Shenanigans ensue.

I suppose I should be sorry, but I don't think I am. Based on an exchange I had with a dear friend of mine.