Hedgrod Merkiller (LDB)'s Literatures
Content warnings for this story:
- physical abuse
- drug use / abuse / addiction
- brief mention of suicide ideation
- non-explicit mention of sexual assault
- murder
I come across some old tomes in the Arcanaeum, so old I’m not sure if even the Orc librarian is aware of them. At first I’m about to cast them aside, but when a page of handwritten notes falls out of one, my eyes caught some of the words on the page.
--subset of conjuration--
--binding the soul--
--corpse reanimated--
Necromancy.
Skyrim is a cold and unforgiving province, especially the icy north edge of Winterhold. Hedgrod doesn’t mind the cold, likes it even. This tundra is home to him.
Athrar craves adventure. He wants to learn, and explore.
The two could not have been more different, but this is exactly what draws them to each other.