To paraphrase a song from one of my favourite childhood movies, Don’t come walking into Blackwood if you haven’t got a sword.
As promised, a better quality drawing of Modryn for @druidx73 ! I used his Legends card as reference.
I’m thinking of pairing up Vilkas with a forsworn captive in his soulmate fic. That would be interesting to explore the reachmen a little more 🧐
I’m board. So I feel like sharing lol
I have named all ten of my RDR online horses after the Elder scroll Eight(Nine) Devine and Daedric Princes. In the pictures you can see by the red square which name belongs to which horse. If you care enough, take a look. If not, that’s okay and enjoy your day 🧡
“There’s comfort to be found in a rat’s ways. They know the right order of things. Clean up after themselves, each other even!” The youth rolled his eyes. Three weeks prior, when the kind but sharp-tongued Argonian woman next door had beckoned him over and dropped a smattering of coins into his palm (with more to be had so long as he offered his help to her “eccentric neighbor” each week) he’d expected to have the run of the house, performing some light chores for an ailing old crone. The rat lady, however, was a constant and overwhelming presence whenever he visited, buzzing about the dusty rooms, grinning at him eagerly at every turn.
She spoke with an odd, tumbling affectation. When he was older, he would recognize it as the voice of someone perpetually dismissed—cautious but overjoyed to have an audience, stories and comments and long-captive thoughts pouring forth endlessly. While there was indeed work to be done about the place, his foremost job was to listen to her, and he made an effort to do so, if only in the surly and halfhearted manner to be expected of his age.
On his first visit, she insisted he meet the rats. Scampering down into her basement faster than her bent spine and crooked legs should have allowed, she emerged moments later with her four cherished friends in tow, calm and heavy-bodied from her years of doting, gazing serenely at the boy as she hefted them in her arms like bizarre infants.
“Before you ask, no, they don’t have names. I know these cute little faces by heart though …” He tuned her lecture out as he watched the largest, covered in glossy black fur, climb across her shoulders, draped like a twitching winter shawl. When she reached forward, clasped his wrist in her wrinkled hand, and guided him to scratch behind the smaller gray rat’s delicate ears, he was shocked by the warmth pulsing under the rodent’s pale skin. “Rats carry away our leftovers, the dirty stuff that would make us all ill. They keep to themselves; they don’t bother anyone. People can say I’m crazy all they like. But my babies have carried away my sorrow and loneliness, too. All my life. I have to repay them with my love. It’s only right.” She looked past him as she said this, weary but with a firmness in her voice. He shrugged and pretended to only half listen, as always, but years later he would still hear her words as he watched vermin snatching refuse from heaps in the streets, stealing it away over the city walls.
As she snored hoarsely upstairs, he crept as silently as he could through the gloomy basement doorway. Four pairs of beady eyes and four pointed pink noses greeted him, staring out of the darkness from atop old crates and shelves. They dropped to the floor, dense like sacks of heavy flour yet still graceful as cats, tail tips twining loosely around necks as they stepped single file towards him like a crawling serpent, one body slithering across the packed dirt. A craning neck took shape as they melded together in the shadows, a massive head towering over him as he fell to his knees, reptilian, faintly-glowing streaks in its oily fur. “The young ease the burden of the old, inherit all that has pained them, as pus draws filth away from the wound.” The voice, thick like humid air, rumbled inside his skull. “Sickness covers all, life bursts from the rot, withers as its children flow from its pores and dirty the world, only to make it clean again as they pass.” The dragon’s eye met his, and he could see forever downward into its swirling blue pit. A forked tongue with a rat’s head at each tip flicked across his sweat-covered face, and he woke in his bed at home.
Years later, Arvena the rat lady drew her last labored breaths, smiling calmly up at him as he held her hand. He smiled back through silent tears while the two of them watched the rats teeming the city streets beneath her window, stealing away bits of debris in the dead of the summer night.
Thinking about the time someone said ESO having coffee and bratwursts was too modern and lorebreaking and getting an aneurysm again
Independent Nations of Tamriel, 9th Era
Dawnbreak by the lake
I wanted to try out some new things in fresco and being more colorful!
I just got elder scrolls 3&4 and eso I can’t wait to waste my life running around Tamriel as a magical lizard person
my skyrim follower seeing me constantly steal, pickpocket, and trespass homes
the bimboification of sheogorath in elder scrolls online…. detestable
Thinking about recreating various fictional kingdoms in Minecraft:
Ooo from Adventure Time
Far Far Away from Shrek
Hyrule from Legend of Zelda
Tamriel from Elder Scrolls
Middle Earth from Tolkien’s works
The kingdoms in Mario Odessey
The four nations from Avatar the Last Airbender
I know these are castles, but:
Roman and Remus’ towers from Sanders Sides
Hogwarts, Illvermorney and any other magic school in the Wizarding World
Will one map be able to hold all this or should I make a map for each? I kinda want to livestream this.
A pause for a peaceful moment in Riverwood
Thinking about making my island in New Horizons look like a kingdom like Hyrule, Tamriel or Minas Tirith
Across many games in the elder scrolls series we have been introduced to ten different playable races that have each changed mechanically as the games progress. Not only have we seen them as a collection of powers and skill bonuses but as peoples with different beliefs, traditions and aesthetics. In many games, a matter of blood and a matter of culture have been two different things, as we have seen dark elves raised by argonians, bretons raised by nords, and many people calling the empire their home more than they would valenwood or orsinium.
In Elder Scrolls: Tamriel, for your character’s race you may choose their blood; determining certain biological traits such as night vision and poison resistance, as well as more fantastical traits like magic resistance or spellcraft passed down from a divine ancestor. You then choose their culture; what they see as their heritage that they’ve honored with practices and traditions respected amongst their people, acquiring certain skills and techniques from their upbringing. In addition to the “standard 10”, elder scrolls: Tamriel will introduce falmer, sea elves, golden saints, dark seducers, dremora and minotaurs as options, as well as my original option of the Volenmer, a race of android-elves built by the dwemer to guard their ruins in their absence.
Once you have chosen your blood and culture, you then choose your character’s blessing. This can be supernatural abilities granted by a birth sign such as the shadow’s temporary invisibility, the favor of a particular god such as Meridia granting you a ritual to consecrate mundane weapons into relics to use against the undead, or affiliation with factions such as the blades giving you access to secret pathways to send messages through, secret contacts and greater skill with weapons more commonly found in Akavir.
If you would like more details, feel free to send questions to my ask box, or send a direct message to get a link to the new Elder Scrolls: Tamriel discord server!
mating is good for the soul
if you’re a kagouti anyway
Apparently I ascidentally pinned a pro-eso post to my blog, it’s not a vague or something, my hand just littraly slipped. I do like tje gme and think it’s really nice and chill to play withj fun stuff to do. But Ii’m also seeing some posts abt how eso fans are snobs and I am so so sorry you guys had to deal with ppl like this! heres sa hug from me!!!