Name: Sigebeorn

Age: 83 and a half

From: Regional NSW, Australia

Favourite colour: Green. Like, dark green. Makes you think of mountains and rainforests and mould that's been on the bread for a really, really long time.

Favourite number: Eleven (the number of Tim Tams you get in one packet).

Favourite smell: Old books.

Favourite music: Cold Chisel. They will change your life.

Favourite food: Vanilla ice cream, for my vanilla personality...

Things I'm good at: Being modest.

Things I'm bad at: Nothing.

Likes: Reading. Writing. Language. That ten-hour YouTube video of Jimmy Barnes screaming. Vanilla ice cream. Money. Tim Tams. Rain.

Dislikes: Poor grammar. Serial killers. The wealth gap. Droughts. Strawberry flavoured anything (except strawberries, which have an excellent reason for being strawberry flavoured).

Languages: English, French, little bitta Spanish, little bitta Arabic (MSA), a smattering of German. Bogan Australian is my mother-tongue (meaning yes, I do talk like Steve Irwin and Crocodile Dundee).

An Interesting Thought: Why don't we translate more fanfiction? We should translate more fanfiction. If you speak a language that isn't English, go out and find a story you like, and then ask the author if you can translate it. You'll learn an enormous amount about yourself, and about language.

Stories:

The Rómentári

Status: All done, baby!

Exiled from her homeland by an unfulfilled prophecy, the daughter of a desert chief finds herself torn between two worlds. In the search for a place to belong, she must reconsider everything she believes to be true...

Rated T for some violence in later chapters.

Included in story:
- The sickest OC ever created
- Scary dreams
- Pirates
- Really really good author's notes
- Self-righteous wizards
- A bizarrely happy Elf
- Lack of sleep
- Boats
- Constant denial of emotional attachments
- Literal ghosts

Some reviews:
- My heart is so full after reading this. Bless you dearly author!
- Wait. I need more... IT IS TOO AMAZING
- I just binged this story today and I love it so much! Can't wait to see where this goes!
- OK. SO I AM VERY HAPPY. THANK YOU AUTHOR YOU ARE A SAINT. A PURE GEM. AN ABSOLUTE BABE. THANK YOU FOR YOUR GIFT OF WORDS. THANK YOU.
- I am hooked! I read the entire story in one sitting... I'm absolutely in love with it
- Me encanta esta historia, gracias por escribirla
- HOLY HELL IT'S ANOTHER AUSSIE! I'M AN AUSSIE! IT'S SO RARE TO FIND AUSSIE WRITERS ON THIS WEBSITE HOLY SH*T!
- I am so delighted to have found this story!
- The goodest, the most good.
- This is probably my all time favorite LOTR story

This story has all been published AND edited. You can also find it up on AO3 :)

A Reckoning in Esgorath

Status: in progress!

It is winter in Laketown. After the sudden death of his wife, Bard struggles to care for his children alone while trying to make enough money to feed them. That is, until he stumbles across the young, vulnerable Freja Gustafsdottir. Things begin to look up, until he realises that a chain of events has been kicked off – the consequences of which no one could have predicted.

Rated T for mature themes.

I'm not gonna lie, I had to write about snow a lot in this story, so for the purpose of full disclosure: I've never actually seen snow. But the story is mostly about people, and I do know one or two of those, so hopefully it'll be okay.

Included in the story:
- An angsty heroine (the female hero, not the drug)
- Fish-based diets
- Excessive brooding
- Constant allusions to a dragon, but never an actual dragon (sorry)
- Old people who talk slow
- More brooding
- A guy called Kristoff
- Proof that Real Men fish

I have about thirty million other stories in the planning phase. On the off-chance that I actually get my crap together and publish them, follow my profile to get alerts for the new stories! Coming in the next fifty or so years!

Catchya...

Sigebeorn