#olarien

[olde-tamriel]

The Dark Knight of Daggerfall

A commissioned piece by Anna Helme

[olde-tamriel]

There can’t be songs for every soldier.

There can’t be solace every time you cry.

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The wilds of Orsinium

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Sunrise in Sentinel

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Thinking of winter

Your name is the splinter inside me

[olde-tamriel]

It Is Over

Night is now falling So ends this day The road is now calling And I must away Over hill and under tree Through lands where never light has shone By silver streams that run down to the sea

Under cloud, beneath the stars Over snow one winter's morn I turn at last to paths that lead home And though where the road then takes me I cannot tell We came all this way But now comes the day To bid you farewell

[olde-tamriel]

Seiging a castle

[olde-tamriel]

As a gift from King Gortwog for providing him with the Totem of Tiber Septim, Olarien is granted the legendary sword, Chrysamere, the Paladin’s Blade