5 Works in The Legends of the First Empire - Michael J. Sullivan
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Forgiven by Delightfully_Diehard
Fandoms: The Riyria Revelations - Michael J. Sullivan, The Legends of the First Empire - Michael J. Sullivan
26 Sep 2025
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There were far too many days when Turin hated himself and precious few when he didn't. It was getting to the point where he barely remembered the days when he felt so high of himself to declare the title of King. It felt so long ago now, but not long enough. Turin worried it would never be long enough.
Today was another day he'd never forgive himself for.
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Turin finds a baby in Ratibor. -
WIP: A Pilgrimage of Instarya by SamTaan
Fandoms: The Riyria Revelations - Michael J. Sullivan, The Legends of the First Empire - Michael J. Sullivan
07 Sep 2025
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Royce and Mercy's journey across the Nidwalden attempting to fit into Fhrey culture and are caught up in unexpected dangers!
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It Would Serve You Right by What_Ansketil_Did_Next
Fandoms: The Legends of the First Empire - Michael J. Sullivan, The Riyria Revelations - Michael J. Sullivan, The Rise and Fall - Michael J. Sullivan
25 Jul 2025
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“Is this where you ravish me?”
It was just the sort of remark Kile knew Princess Farilane would appreciate. A disarming conversational parry combined with irresistible humour. She huffed out a silent laugh and he felt the muscles in her back relax against his own.
“Maybe I should,” she told him. “It would serve you right.” -
The Eternals Group Chat by Delightfully_Diehard
Fandoms: The Legends of the First Empire - Michael J. Sullivan, The Riyria Revelations - Michael J. Sullivan
29 Jun 2025
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Mawyndule is added into the group chat, chaos ensues
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Too Late by Akemichan
Fandoms: The Riyria Revelations - Michael J. Sullivan, Legends of the First Empire
13 Mar 2023
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“Christopher Fawkes, Eminence.” He stood up and made a low bow, the elaborate one that in Makareta’s idea was more of a jest but monarchs loved it. “The Earl of Dulgath, vassal of King Vincent of Maranor.”
“You’re not.”
The Patriarch narrowed his eyes, as he tried to read the truth on Fawkes’ face. Makareta knew that kind of stare, it was similar to Sherwood’s… a stare that used the Art, not the eyes, to see. He could read her soul, her aspect?
“What are you?”
She decided to risk it. “Hello, Mawyndulë.”- Language:
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