((exclusive)): Vika Elder Scrolls

“You’re on Solstheim,” Vika grunted. “There’s nothing here but ash, ice, and regret.”

But the ink smelled faintly of snow and ash. vika elder scrolls

It vanished with a final, questioning whisper: “Who… am I?” “You’re on Solstheim,” Vika grunted

Vika approached, axe raised. The woman stirred, her eyes flickering open—deep brown, terrified, ancient. She spoke in a language that cracked the air, then switched to broken Tamrielic. “You’re on Solstheim

The snows of Solstheim do not forgive weakness. Vika had learned that lesson the hard way, carving her name into the island’s frozen bones with nothing but a stolen steel axe and a will harder than Stalhrim.

She woke screaming.