“The heroic Nerevarine, sacrificing all to protect Morrowind from the mad Sotha Sil. But you live! You live! Fear not. I will tell the tale myself when this is done. I will tell my people how with your dying breath you proclaimed your devotion to me, the one true god.”
My piece for @dotzines‘ Boss Rush! The zine can be downloaded for free over here!
I’ve posted my nerevarine a couple of times without talking about them at all so I’m just gonna do that now
Their name is Areni! Their parents are a messenger from Mournhold and the daughter of an outcast Ashlander who’s a scout and hunter in Maar Gan. They moved to Cyrodiil not super long after becoming a couple and adopted Areni as a baby from an Imperial orphanage.
Areni is an archer, they learnt from their mum (I’m an eternal stealth archer oops ) They’re pretty unassertive and it’s easy to push them into doing things that they don’t necessarily want to do, so they’ve got some unresolved resentment over being forced into the role of Nerevarine
So I was embarrassingly excited by the fact that Vilja sings The Blacksmith and The Cruel Sister since I’m a huge folk music nerd, and I was thinking about what other songs I could imagine her singing. The idea of Nordic and Dunmeri variations to The Outlandish Knight/The Elf Knight came pretty easily for uh, pretty obvious reasons I think, but also because irl it has such a huge range and number of variations.
(Some more rambling and lyrics for the Dunmer version under the cut)
I think that in the Morrowind and Skyrim variants the action of the song takes place in the Velothi mountains, whereas versions from Solstheim tend to just refer to the sea shore. I think that the versions from Eastmarch and the Blacklight region are considered the ‘standard’ versions, so they’re the ones you’re most likely to hear bards singing, but the further west you go in Skyrim the more likely you are to encounter versions where the knight character is either just some ambiguous figure or a fine Cyrodiilic lord, and on Vvardenfell the knight is often an Ashlander (though in the Ashland version he’s usually a Telvanni)
An outlandish knight came from the northlands And he’s courted a lady fair, He said he would take her to those northern lands, And there he would marry her.
“Go fetch me some of your father’s gold And some of your mother’s fee, And two of the guar from out of the stable Where there stand thirty and three.”
So she’s fetched him some of her father’s gold And some of her mother’s fee, And two of the fine guar from out of the stable Where there stood thirty and three.
She mounted on the milk white steed, And he on the dappled grey, And they rode till they came unto the high hills Three hours before it was day.
“Light off, light off thy milk-white steed And deliver it unto me. For six pretty maidens have I slain here And the seventh will surely be thee.
“Take off, Take off off thy silken clothes, And deliver them unto me; For I do fear that they are too fine To rot along with thee.
“If I must take off my silken clothes Pray turn your back to me. For it is not fitting that such a rogue A naked woman should see.”
So he’s turned his back all on that maid, To view the hills so high. And she caught up his little pen knife And she’s thrust it to his heart.
Well out then came the thick thick blood, And out then came the thin. “Oh spare me my life, my pretty fair maid, And I will make thee my bride.”
“Lie there, lie there you false hearted man, Lie there instead of me. For six pretty maidens have you slain here And the seventh hath surely slain thee.”
She mounted on her milk white steed And she led the dappled grey, And she rode till she came to her father’s house Three hours before it was day.
(I based the lyrics on Nic Jones’ arrangement of The Outlandish Knight)
When you’re supposed to save the country or something but all you want to do is go to Solitude with your friends to join the bards college.
I downloaded a load of mods instead of updating to anniversary edition last month. Not related to my lack of productivity at all.
Anyway, my dragonborn is Helvyn Llervo, Dunmer spellsword. Him and Inigo tend to share a braincell. He tries his best, but he’d probably spend the rest of his life walking in circles in the wilderness without Vilja.
That’s my TES child - dunmer from house Hlaalu! I call him Fechner. He’s in contradiction with Hlaalu’s doctrine, so he left the house as soon as possible, still being traced by his father, who wants his child to have everything he needs.
Fechner is good at staying away from his past, but ironically he has no money to by new armor, so he has to wear the one with Hlaalu symbol on it.
He’s a Tribunal adherer who is fond of Almalexia. Fechner himself is a healer and her dogma of being merciful is his life’s motto.
Later he experienced a faith crisis when Almalexia betrayed Tribunal.
Some detail from a WIP of Indrila that I never finished. This was the last thing I did on Clip Studio! It’s actually been so long that my CSP license has since expired lol. I’m thinking about finishing this on Procreate.
This is the first time I’ve done fully-rendered art of these two, and I’m really proud of it. Here’s a tiny snippet from their story, The Book of Ysmir, which I’ve been working on for about two years. I’m finishing the whole fic before I publish. It’s been a labor of love and there’s still a long way to go, but it’s coming along!
The passage below takes place by the Crabber’s Shanty, which might be my favorite location in the game. Hope you like it ❤️
Onmund stared out at the glittering expanse. The row of jagged mountains dividing the horizon made him feel like he was standing inside the mouth of an old, dead god, gazing out at the forever-vastness of heaven—Mundus before Nirn, a black void studded with light, each pinpoint a gate to the plane beyond. He looked up, up, up, and still he saw nothing but layers upon layers of stars retreating into eternity. They reminded him, more than ever, that he was small. A man in a sea of constellations. A blink in time.
for my twin who was copypasta’d into my life via tracing paper and smudgy pencils uwu eris of falkreath, professional shit-stirrer and mage distractor uwu/ @tallmatcha
MEM dear god, I love this so MUCH. What a nice surprise to wake up to. I’m so glad a Xerox machine malfunctioned and made two of us. I’m not getting emotional you’re getting emotional shuT UP—
Edit: Cancelling myself for my dumb caption. If a Xerox machine makes two copies, it’s not malfunctioning
Finally finished!! I wasn’t able to stick to just 1 layer, but 4 isn’t half bad :) This was a lot of fun to work on, and I’m extremely happy with how it came out.
This OC doesn’t have a name or a background story, but maybe I’ll write about her someday!
(Done for Day #16 of @jetfuelchoi’sTES Fashiontober challenge. I was going to do #10 originally, but I wasn’t sure if tattoos counted as accessories lol)
Check it out if you love the Elder Scrolls, J’zargo, beautifully written coming-of-age stories, J’zargo, the College of Winterhold, magic, wlw romance, and J’zargo!
Here’s Celemir from my good friend @smeatactular’s incredible fic, Roamer Red! I can’t say enough good things about her writing. Here’s a little snippet:
He doesn’t know how much his life matters to him, having faced battle alone time and time again. A century long passed; he still hasn’t found a purpose for himself in that time. A mercenary who’s lost his way, as the others described him. A roaming knight. More of a vagrant, if you ask me, others said, thinking he couldn’t hear them with his back turned. It’s accurate, though. Maybe, that’s why he’s here on the fringes of the Empire and Tamriel, deep in this temple overlooking half-frozen, ancient seas. Maybe, none of this matters, not anymore.
There’s another phrase that could describe him now, one that speaks to the blood that finds his heart.
3/10: Edited the art to make it lighter. The contrast was better on my iPad lol
Saved posting this… but here are the disaster lesbians themseves: Brelyna Maryon and Myfanwy Caldevwin for @dumpsterhipster’s fic “A Fistful of Stars” over on A03 ♥
Please read the fic btw, I cannot recommend it enough. If you love cozy coming-of-age stories, WINTERHOLD, mages, magic and idiot babies, this is the fic for you <3 <3
