The lute collapsed to the floor, making a strange sound. “How can you sing about your own brother like that?!” The song was cut short. “On the day of your death we will drink and we'll sing!” Tommy's blood boiled as he heard the lines of the song be joyfully sung out together with the strumming of the lute, standing at the centre of the inn and screaming out without thinking. There was no doubting it – The yellow-sweater, round-glasses donning brown-haired bard at the centre of The Winking Skeever was his older brother. “Down with The Blood God, the killer of kings!” Tommy rose to his feet as he recognised that incredibly frustrating grin, that punchable face, even that goddamn singing voice that was way too good for someone like the person who was gifted with it. Despite being surrounded by a lot of people, Tommy could still see him quite clearly thanks to him sitting on the bar to make sure everyone could get a good look at him. Right? “With our blood and our steel we will take back our home.” The boy slowly looked to the side, where the bard was still playing his song. That seemed about right- “We'll drive out the rebels, and restore what we own.” Tommy froze. If Tommy didn't know any better, he'd say he stayed in Solitude, in the end. He needed a place with a large audience, a place where he could exploit people who knew nothing about him and paint himself as a hero. He was still in Skyrim, that was for sure – He was the type to stick around the place that considered him some sort of celebrity. “We drink to our youth, for the days come and gone, for the age of aggression is just about done.” Tommy started thinking about everything, trying to think of where Wilbur would have gone if he had the choice to. He thanked them briefly and introduced his next song, this one being a classic (according to him) named 'Age of Aggression'. I'm sure he can't be that hard to track down.” The bard performing for the inn finished up his performance, getting himself a loud round of applause from the crowd gathered around him. He can handle himself,” Tubbo said, himself drinking some of the water, too. We came here looking for a person and lost one. “First Wilbur isn't here and then Sapnap goes missing. Forget about all this and start over tomorrow,” the boy carried on and leaned forward, grabbing a glass of water one of the girls working at the inn had brought him. I dunno,” Tommy eventually admitted, sighing. Quackity and Karl, in their rush to go search for their High Elf friend, ended up not showing them to their rooms – Which left them with no choice but to wait for them to return. read a little preview of the story below the cut! “Are you alright, Tommy?” Tubbo asked his friend as he finally took his seat. If this fic sounds interesting to you, you can read it here! and don’t worry, all skyrim-lore stuff is explained so even if you don’t know skyrim you can enjoy the fic as a simple fantasy au! i’m sure you’ll love what i’ve written either way <3Īnd if that doesn’t convince you. Forced to reunite with his brothers - An Empire-loving bard and the leader of Skyrim's anti-Empire rebellion, Tommy will not only face The World Eater on his travels - He will also face the troubles of things as simple as family and be forced to figure out just what it takes to get along with your brothers when the death of a loved one, shared years of resentment for one another, and worst of all, politics, get involved in the mix.
But as a dragon attacks the College and Tommy absorbs its soul, learning he is Dragonborn, his life very quickly changes. When he arrived at the College of Winterhold to make his dreams of becoming a mage come true he thought his life would finally settle down - And for four years, it did. here’s the summary! Tommy Innit, a Nord living in Skyrim, was separated from his family at a very young age because of an event he isn't so fond on looking back on.
i’m 5 chapters in and i thought MAYBE it’s time to make a promotion for it. i’m happy with how this fic is turning out. Other than that it's just kinda sad.Īny ways go follow Moxberry on Twitch and subscribe to his youtube or ill steal your bones The final stream isn’t on the vod channel.
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When I realized that I’d only get to experience the full story one time, I cried.
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I would be waiting in offline chat every stream. At the time it was funny but Mox took that and made it really sad.
The first thing i hear “ I’ll be fine i'll be fine” And then Mox lost a life. And i think ‘ yoo i seen that guy on tiktok before. I remember my first time seeing Mox somewhere other than TikTok. I wonder how it feels to finish something like that. You can see how much love, care, and time he put into it. TE!Moxs story really is something special.
Maybe it cause it helped me improve as a person and artist. Even though it’s over I still think about TE alot.
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