skyrim mercenaries

Once the young leader of Dragon Soul, acknowledged king among international top mercenaries, he is pulled back to the city by his thrifty father-in-law to find himself a cold goddess. Being disliked by the goddess is not a problem; a spicy policewoman, charming boss, tsundere lolita, and sweet college student come knocking at his door. More women means more trouble, but that's not a problem either. What he's least lacking is the skill to solve problems! Lin Fei's life motto: What is love in this world? Only wishing life and death for it!

If you're not sitting at the table, then you are definitely lying on the menu. If you have nothing, then your life is your only capital. Song Heping, compelled by life to make a fortune in a warzone, accidentally got swept into the war and, in a confused state, was promoted by a bunch of Da Maozi to be the boss of a Defense Company. In this day and age, who still becomes a mercenary! I want to sell arms, I want to sell coffee cups worth a few bucks for over a thousand US Dollars. I want to sell a 9-dollar socket for the price of 299 US Dollars. I want to sell goats, the kind that costs millions of US Dollars each... Don't ask, and don't come auditing, whether you're from the Audit Office or the CIA, I'll send you all off... My name is Song Heping. I came, I conquered, I reign as the king. Don't call me the "Lord of War," I love peace, I am here to deliver "peace".

So to begin, this is technically a skyrim fanfic. Why isn't it in the fan-fics then? Simple! It's based on a game and I don't feel that counts as a fan-fic. Second, I've read like a few skyrim stories here lately. I liked them, as a bethesda fan boy... Well, now I need to take a crack at it. I literally start a new game of skyrim every new year. Its my tradition, so I felt I had to do this. If its bad, ah well. If its good, GREAT! Overall though, I feel we need more skyrim based stories or fan-fics. It has the perfect setting for the transmigration genre. Now read at your own risk.

A ragtag group of misfit mercenaries stumbles from one absurd adventure to the next, their good intentions often leading to even greater chaos. With each mission more ridiculous than the last, they inadvertently find themselves at the center of wild escapades, from botched contracts to unexpected heroics. In a series of comedic, action-packed short stories, these lovable idiots manage to turn every simple task into a catastrophe. Through their hilarious failures and unexpected triumphs, they learn that sometimes the most epic moments come not from success, but from the journey itself.

This story/book is NOT my work, it belong to Top Old Cow, the three first chapter were already traduced by Delta Translations I will try to let it be free most of the time ( the other will be costing 1 or 2 power stone max) P.S. : English is not my main language to it's bound to have some error of grammar, etc. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> SYNOPSIS Marin found himself in the body of a young wandering knight who was driven out of the house. Forced into the 15th Century, he was armed with only a horse, a breastplate, and a lance. He was soon caught up in the era of German mercenaries established by Maximilian I. And so he decided to become a mercenary. Relying on his internet, historical and game knowledge, he will establish his own mercenary force. Waging war with French knights and Swiss armies, even Emperors, Kings and Pope will beg for his help. Marin will also send ships to "tail" the Da Gama fleet, going to India and beginning to participate in the maritime trade and colonial competition ... >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> This is the first book of this webnovel the second one is called "The Rise of the European Emperor"

Ethan awakens amd is greeted by ROB. " Hey... sooo... yeah I killed you sorry. But I am compensating by dropping you into a fantasy world with a system. With no memories at that. You're welcome. Byeeee~" " Wait, F*** YOUUUUU....." 'poof' ------------------------------ This is just an idea I want to see but no one wrote about it. I'm not a good writer and would love to see someone else write this but until then you get my sh**y work. If anyone does start writing based off my idea, please let me know, I would love to read yours instead of mine.

A group of mercenaries, hired for a thrilling task met their unexpected doom. Thinking that was the end, they were surprised to be transported to another world, one entirely different from the one they knew. Now amidst this world of fantasy, swords, and magic, they had to blend in and live their lives. Starting up from the most basic knowledge of learning languages to adventuring, they wanted to know it all, explore this wonderful new world of fantasy!

Her third life began unlike her last two. From an ancient battle field to the magical interstellar, Ciel was finally going to live her life how she wanted to: freely exploring the new world. But she'll soon find that a brewing war between galaxies won't let her rest easy. He awoke to find himself one thousand years in the future, but the first thing on his mind wasn't the new technology around him. It was the woman he'd seen die in the battlefield just days before. Her, the prince of the interstellar and he, their genius. What will happen when they cross paths? A/N: the first three chapters are set in an ancient setting and then after that it's interstellar, so some patience is required.

Before marrying Silas, Joyce had only met him three times. A marriage of convenience, a secret agreement, for a term of three years. She's fresh off a heartbreak — the man she chased for years told her they "weren't a good match." Silas has his own baggage: rumor says he's still hung up on a white moonlight who happens to look just like Joyce. So that's all she is. A substitute. ** In the second year of their marriage, on Joyce's birthday, she drank too much and, in front of everyone, tugged on his tie, pinning him underneath her: "You look... a lot like my husband." The Thorne family's second master, known for being rational and unfeeling, was flustered by her that night. He leaned in close to her ear and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good." The next day Joyce woke up to find her lips were swollen. This… Who did this! When she went to question him, she discovered Silas's lip was bitten. He stared at her and said slowly, "You crossed the line first." ** The scandal leaked. At a party, her ex-boyfriend stepped in: "She's mine. Who dares talk?" Then Silas walked in. The room went silent. "Yours? Since when?" "Joyce, tell me. Whose are you?" So much for the secret marriage. So much for being a substitute. This was supposed to be fake… wasn't it?

Fu Xiaoxiao transmigrates into a book and immediately faces the crisis of being sent to the countryside. As the unloved middle child, her younger sister is the one meant to go — but her mother transfers her job to the sister instead. A disaster of a start. To avoid being sent away, she has to marry within seven days. She meets a few ordinary men and decides she'd rather go to the countryside. Then she runs into a neighbor who's also looking for a spouse — and his conditions are surprisingly good. A dowry of three hundred? Bicycles and a radio? Just take care of the kids, and separate rooms are fine? The others may pass, but she won't. Every day is a battle of wits with the two kids. Life is eventful, she gets a salary every month, and the boss is never home. Absolutely perfect. Except... wasn't this big shot supposed to be infertile? Then why does he keep strutting around naked in front of her? She has professional ethics. She won't be seduced by a good body. Hmph. Men only slow down her sword swing. Lu Feng grits his teeth at Fu Xiaoxiao, who remains completely unmoved by his countless attempts to seduce her, and traps her in his arms. "Boss, let's talk this through. I know forty a month is a bit much — how about... five less?" Trapped in his embrace, Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's unhappy with her high salary and starts bargaining. "I'm giving myself to you for free." Lu Feng grinds out through clenched teeth. This woman has no heart. "...Can I say no?" Fu Xiaoxiao swallows, staring at the washboard abs so close. "Such a good deal — are you sure you don't want it?" Lu Feng squints, tempting her. "Fine." A fool turns down a bargain.