Hey, this is Destana. Much like I've been doing lately, I'm going to handle the narration today even if I'm not present.
After the kids and I finished with our fun in Valenwood, we headed for the fleet. It took us days to find them, and we didn't want to approach Summerset and give away our position or plans so we took it carefully.
Finally Jura used the Imperial missive mages to give us their position.
"The airship's finally here," Jura said. The morning of the
Aithne’s eye followed the path inscribed on the floor, though she had long since memorized the parts of the pattern that were within her view. After all she had been through, standing behind a desk with nothing demanded of her while wearing a basic but comfortable college robe and shoes was a welcome circumstance, but it was not without its own discomforts. Her feet and back ached, neither helped by the stone floor nor her growing belly.
Not that she would ever say anything, of cours
“MERKS! WHAT IN OBLIVION?!”
Aithne had heard the phrase ‘loud enough to wake the dead’ but this was the first time she had witnessed it. She blinked open her eye, then groaned as pain washed over her. Every bit of her body felt battered and bruised. Well, externally, anyway. As much as it hurt, it was still nothing compared to what Borkul’s clients had wrought. Not that that helped her headache. She tried to lift her hand, but the spike of pain that shot up her arm in protest foresta
Just a sim I slapped together quickly for funsies. Mostly wanted to see if I could make a sim based off of a cartoon character, which is surprisingly hard!
As always, critiques and comments are welcome!
Welcome back, folks. I hope you enjoyed our little trip to Qo'noS yesterday - as I mentioned in the comments, one of my key reference books is MIA right now but once I find it I may come back and expand on that some more. In the meanwhile, let's do some Skyrim modding!
Lucky Numbers
The Easy Stuff First
Sprucing Up Blackreach
Choo Choo!
Well, I was expecting Blackreach Railroad to require a lot more work, so this wrapped
Welcome back to the land of Skyrim.
Today, we'll be checking in with the group of misfits we last visited in Ivarstead. If you'll recall, our heroine Aza and her companion Amy - not to mention Poor Ole' Alfred, had just arrived in Ivarstead after several days on the road. Ultimately, our duo is bound for Riften, where Aza is seeking the help of a powerful wizard to help unlock the Daedric powers her lord, Sanguine, sealed away in a fit of anger.
Inside the Inn, we were i
Saddened by the departure of her newfound friend, Elizabeth must face her growing feelings all alone. But as the days go by, will she be able to keep all of it bottled up inside?
Every day for a month, Merks persisted. Every day he became a little crueler, inflicted a little more pain. Every day, Aithne endured it. Sometimes she cried out - pain still hurt, no matter how pathetic the source – but always, he seemed unsatisfied at the end.
His friends showed up with their same enthusiasm the remainder of the first week but the crowd began to peter out as the month went on until it was whittled to just the two of them. On the twenty-seventh day, she followed him
Sophia is now available to download for The Sims 4.
On this occasion, enjoy her poledance performance in this episode of Revels.
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Hi folks, hope you all had a good weekend! I don't have time to do a full diary entry today, because of the scope of our Trek Lore segment, so today we'll just talk about Klingons and get back to modding stuff tomorrow!
Sourcing Klingon History
In The Beginning
The Depths of Prehistory
The Coming of the Hur'q
The Brink of Collapse
Slow Recovery
The Old Kings Arrive
A New Kahless F
I always liked those images on a white background, so I built a building (40x30) very well lit and I placed various objects inside.
Bedroom
Bar
Best friend
As Elizabeth come to terms with her newfound feelings for her father, a young, handsome man named Daniel came into the picture. After meeting him, Elizabeth knew that she was never going to be the same again.
They were shooting a lot for the website, but the girls needed more. Xiimi was a gen9 android - among other tasks she was made for sex and her personality reflected this. Martha was a gifted sex artist - she wasn't just earning a living, she loved it. But Max was busy searching for frodisium and other guys were just visiting. In other words - they deperately needed a p-bot.
Aithne stood in the same spot as she had the day before, though this time she paid more attention to the room around her. If her past way of serving was not what her new Master wanted, she needed to know what was.
Although there was little to see that gave her a clue. It was the same as the day before – people (presumably students or teachers) came in, chose specific books or scrolls for no clear reason, then sat or stood or paced and read them. Sometimes someone would have several b
