fancy name for a simple device - a chrome impaler that is slightly too tall for the victim to relax upon comfortably, bolted to the floor it is going nowhere. the arms are locked into a boxtie with some metal cuffs.
I adored the Prince's sister, Sofia, but I couldn't stay any longer. The feast would be beginning in an hour or so, I needed to find my mother and father so I can explain why my sister might not be attending. I just had to hope they didn't realise that I was sweating or the fact that my hair was in a much worse state. I suppose that wasn't the worst thing they'd notice. They'd probably smell her on me first. And helping a vampire break their marriage contract with another was dangerous, especial
Pretty much since the beginning of this project I've wanted to make use of the 'bent Dwarven scrap metal' part. And pretty much this whole time it's been giving me shit. It was actually the first part I tried to use to connect the skulls to the spine parts on those heads, but when I tested them in-game it consistently refused to actually show up. Swapped it out with the Sphere lid piece and liked how that looked a lot better, so I didn't really delve into why the bent scrap wasn't working at the
“Cadbury Cream Eggs are the Best Eggs”
Authors Note: Let me know if the Gifs aren't working, i'm having some trouble, also if anyone knows a good site i can host these images let me know.
For those wanting Sylvia's eccentric middle finger, Collygon has done is usual great work and introduced us a new poser, Behold, the Meme Poser.
Honestly, I really wasn't looking forward to this feast. It was just an over exaggerated game of pretend, where everyone feigned the liking of each other and plotted behind each other's backs to take their power. My clan, Lannisdayne, were no different in that regard, except we didn't do it here, as the feast was in our own great hall and we had to honour guest right, despite the fact every other vampire here wouldn't if we turned up on their doorsteps for a feast. And here I was expected to gre
“Head to the Eye of the Storm”
“Head to the Eye of the Storm”
Part 1: https://www.loverslab.com/blogs/entry/6418-chapter-48-invasion-13/
Part 3: https://www.loverslab.com/blogs/entry/6473-chapter-48-invasion-33/
“Head to the Eye of the Storm”
Part 2: https://www.loverslab.com/blogs/entry/6419-chapter-48-invasion-23/
Part 3: https://www.loverslab.com/blogs/entry/6473-chapter-48-invasion-33/
Warning: Due to the new characters in this chapter, it will be very heavy in writing. This is because these characters are going to appear later, thus a backstory has to be created for them no matter how meaningless it may seem.
Most of these characters also won't appear in part 1, but they will appear in the next parts of this chapter.
New characters in chapter:
Prince-Vlad Cepech:
The only son of the King of the Vampire Council, Herman Cepech. Due to being the
Start of Chapter 3
I don't know how I was to wake up from a night like that, but whether I liked it or not, I had to leave if I didn't want to get jumped by some bandits or worse. Not that I couldn't beat them, sure they'd try valiantly but I'd beat them eventually. It's strange that I haven't seen anyone on the road, normally I'd have passed a mortal by now. But it is only dawn. Hopefully I'll come upon someone soon, I wouldn't like to get lost here. Survival was key and if I truly
9 AM Tirdas, 26th of First Seed 198 4E
Considering all that has occurred I had to ponder for a bit my next moves, should I continue to gaze at my well formed physique? Should I attempt to get dressed and try and figure out how to get Vern out of the estate undetected? Maybe I should just throw myself out the window and be done with it, crumpling every single bone in my body, a truly instantaneous death. No, no that would be too easy, I should be punished for my crimes, after all the
Played around with the texture settings in NifSkope to get these more in line with how I wanted them to look.
Toned the Nightshade suit down to a very dark, semi-matte cloth look:
The mails didn't get changed too much, mainly just adjusted the specular colors and levels:
Might still need a bit more tweaking, but it's closer to what I had in mind.
I did much more significant re-working with those earlier soul g
She's back and kicking ! And I realize it's already the fifth story featuring this character ! Damn !
Also I did spend a few time creating an esp for all those young version of the companions. I'm so happy I did that because now this kind of stories are waaaaaaaaaaaay easier to create.
As usual, enjoy !
After, the incident in that cave, Shea needed to leave. But as she investigated the corpses closer she realised something, they were of the Volkihar clan.
"Well they still haven't changed their style, clearly. So dark and boring. Three hundred years and I thought I was stubborn in fashion sense." I muttered to herself before making my way over to a bed where I saw some clothes that I deemed...suitable.
"Yet if the Volkihar clan were after me surely they had a
Shea is one of the few Daughters of Coldharbour left alive. She has only just been awakened by a lesser vampire, who clearly had no idea what she was doing. Shea was born hundreds of years ago and belongs to the vampire clan Lannisdayne. She was the youngest daughter being born only a few minutes after her twin sister. She was relatively tame compared to her family, despite being hot tempered and quick to anger. Most of her family were half mad or insane, because of this she was subjected to con
