Two sets.

And the second set is the best one can do in recreating nudity (without mods) in the costume editor.

As far as building the actual longhouse, this one took up just as much kit bashing as Deadman's Drink.

Probably the biggest difficulty was the stairs on either side of the building, as the base editor doesn't exactly give a whole lot of options for long stairs.  As for things like the throne, that was simple enough though the base editor only gives three options.  Same with the banners and the symbol, while close, is not just antlers.  You can take a look at some of the examples below.

Stay tuned for another interior.  This one's very simple compared to the longhouse and Deadman's Drink.  It's the interior to Gray Pine Goods.  Sadly, none of the witty conversations with Solaf can be recreated.  And sadly no interactions with his overly racist brother who happens to run the saw mill.

When it comes to actually building the interior for Deadman's Drink, that came simply enough.  The floor plan in a relatively easy cross shape with the top of the cross sort of cut short. The door is on the left side of the building, more toward the back (if you were to take the bar as the front of the building). While the actual tavern itself is mostly wood and stone, I made the decision to make the floor primarily wood, with the fire pit made out with stone pieces.  Picnic tables made for the bench tables off to the side with a candle in a bottle as the light source.

The two smaller bedrooms are filled with a simple cot, a rustic chair, rustic table and a series of rustic cabinets and counters to resemble the closets that were in the rooms, along with a lockbox or a chest. The main bedroom has a more ornate bed (sadly no bear skins or bear skin rugs), a couple of counters with books, some plants, a rug on the floor and a pair of rustic chairs with tables beside each and bottles of alcohol.

The tavern's bar is on a raised platform with barrels piled behind it, coin and cash on the shelves of the bar, along with a small array of weapons, some jars, and a few odds and ends.  Two stools sit in front of the bar.

There was some kit bashing that needed to be done in this interior.  Some primary examples are the bar itself, the closets in the two bedrooms, the alchemy table at the back and the fire pit itself.  But all of that can be seen in the pictures below.

Stay tuned, next I'll cover the Jarl's Longhouse.  And possibly go into Thradra N'Tir's build at some point.

In 2012, it was the shutdown of an MMO called City of Heroes.

In 2020, during the beginning months of the pandemic, I found City of Heroes.  And I took the dive back in.

There was a ton of familiarity with the game, and a lot of new things as well.  But the thing I found the most enjoyable was base building.  I built whole towns and created a representation of Bloodborne.  And there was people who managed to create fantastic designs.  Everything from a starship to a pirate's cove.  Base building, aside from creating characters to role play or to create builds, became a big part of my return to City of Heroes.

One day, I decided that I'd already recreated Thradra N'Tir, a long time Skyrim character, in City of Heroes, I thought why not try to recreate an area that I loved exploring.  One of my favourite sections of Skyrim was always Falkreath.  The area held a lot of memories for me.  And it helped that it was often the first region you'd end up in when starting the game.  Okay, maybe second or third after Riverwoood and Whiterun.  But Falkreath was one of the Holds that I always loved.  I loved the area surrounded by trees and the mountains right there.  Even the people held a lot of interest.

So I decided to rebuild a close approximation to Falkreath in City of Heroes.

Jarl's longhouse

I first managed to grab an overhead map of Falkreath, just so I could capture the position of each building, and once those were in place, went about putting down markers and then just starting to build.

The blacksmith's

Each building did have it's own look and feel, but it also had a familiarity to what was built in Skyrim.  There's certain items that you can't kitbash in City of Heroes (and kitbashing is a lot of what you do when base building), for instance there's no thatched roof items, so you just have to deal with what you've got.

Deadman's Drink

I also put in a few easter eggs found in the game from the area itself.  For example, there is a dog on the road outside of Falkreath.  I also placed a dog sitting on the platform  that holds the blacksmith's shop.  That would be Meeko, who you meet at an abandoned shack near Dragon's Bridge.  You do have the opportunity later on to give Meeko to the blacksmith, as he was earlier trying to send you on a quest to get the aforementioned dog outside of Falkreath.  This dog would, of course, turn out to be Barbas.  The other half of Clavicus Vile.

The cemetery and the shrine to Arkay

The saw mill

There's also every well known spot to be seen in Falkreath.  The merchant's shack, the alchemist's hut, the barracks, the saw mill and even the cemetery. But there's also a few items that were placed thanks in part to the limitations of base building.  You can't put absolutely everything into the base exactly as you might want it.

The Warrior, Thief and Mage standing stones

One of many ruined watch towers that dot Skyrim

There's also items and locations that are placed in the base which harken to how close they are to Falkreath, such as the three standing stones which players will often run into right away after escaping Helgen.  Or, an abandoned watch tower now taken over by bandits or some other creature.  There's a lot more that I've added to the base which are more locations found outside of Falkreath, but I'll leave that for another post.

Which reminds me, next I'll be talking about some of the interiors of some of the buildings which I'm working on.

Stay tuned.

Jarl Siddgeir's steward was an Altmer, a woman of some calm and composure.  She gave advice when needed, and alaid fears when it came to it.  There was also some strange rumours, but Thradra never took stock in rumour or conjecture.

As Thradra entered the long house, she asked of the whereabouts of Nenya, the Jarl's Steward.  She was quickly pointed out, in the Jarl's main bedroom.  Thradra perked an eyebrow, wondering what that was all about.  Still, she didn't think on it much and entered the bedroom without a care.

Inside, she found Nenya, relaxing in a chair as she read from a book.  Thradra could see that relaxing for this high elf meant nearly stripping down.  Nenya looked up as Thradra approached and offered a small smile.

"I've heard there's land available for purchase," Thradra said with a nod.  "I'm interested in the plot of land near Pinewatch."

Nenya leaned back in her chair and studied Thradra a moment.  "Normally, that would cost 5,000 septims.  But..." she paused as her eyes trailed down Thradra's form.  "I've heard some things about you.  You've performed good feats in this hold, helped out the Jarl, and even took the time to entertain patrons at Dead Man's Drink.  We may be able to come to an arrangement... with another kind of payment."

Thradra took a breath as a thought rushed to her mind.  "If you think I'm going to fuck Siddgeir..." she said with a harsh whisper.

"Don't be ridiculous," Nenya replied with a chuckle.  "I've also heard you're a lesbian."  The Steward rose to her feet and moved to the side of the large double bed.

"Siddgeir's only wants and desires include hunting and entertaining those at fancy parties," Nenya explained.  "This isn't for him.  This is for me."  She motioned to the bed and looked to Thradra.  "Lay down, and I want to see what that tongue of yours feels like."

Thradra smirked as she removed her helmet, placing it to the side with her weapons and pack, then obediently crawled onto the bed, looking to Nenya for her next move.  The high elf didn't disappoint, as she crawled ontop of Thradra, straddling her legs over the dunmer's head.  "Now, let's see if you can earn that plot of land," Nenya said softly as she let her hips hover seductively above Thradra.  For the bard, she took that as her cue, lifting her head as she let her tongue caress the high elf's pussy.

"Oh that is divine indeed," Nenya moaned as she closed her eyes, feeling Thradra's tongue against her flesh as it caressed all the right spots.  Nenya reach out with her right hand and began to gently stroke her fingers along either side of Thradra's slit.  The Steward grinned wide as she heard a muffled moan of pleasure come from the dunmer bard.  "That's it," she said with a smile.  "You keep that tongue right there."

Nenya moved her hips gently as she kept time with Thradra's attentions.  Her fingers still gently caressing Thradra's wet pussy.  Finally, she leaned down to take her own taste of the bard as she ran her tongue along Thradra's slit.  Thradra moaned deeply as she paused from her own licking, her legs twitched with the attention.  "Oh, don't stop yet, little miss.  You keep going."

Soon, the two elves were deeply engrossed in each other, licking and suckling as they both attempted to drive the other higher and higher.  Sure, this was for a plot of land, but nobody said it had to be without some pleasure.  Every financial transaction can have some sort of fun.  Thradra could sense Nenya's pleasure increasing, just as her own were climbing.  She gripped the high elf tightly in her arms as she licked at her wet pussy.

This was it.  She couldn't hold back much longer.  The arousal that this woman gave her was far more exciting than she'd originally thought.  But she held back long enough so Nenya could release her own orgasm.  It wasn't long, the high elf cried out with pleasure as Thradra lapped up her pussy happily.  "Now your turn," Nenya said aloud as she sucked on Thradra's clit.  It didn't take long, she'd been holding back to allow Nenya to be the first.

"OH... FUCK ME!" Thradra cried out as her hips bucked up.  This woman was good, she knew exactly what to hit and when.  Thradra's orgasm left her feeling like pins and needles.

The two lay wrapped in each others arms for a few moments.  Nenya finally slipped off of Thradra, the dunmer bard breathing heavily.  She looked to Nenya as the Steward reached into a near by bedside table and took out a slip of parchment, handing it to Thradra.  "What's... this?" she asked between heavy breaths.

"That is the deed to Lakeview Manor," Nenya explained with a smile, then lightly kissed Thradra's lips.  "When you've completed construction of your house, you should invite me.  We can... explore other things to do together."

A lonely little inn out in the middle of nowhere.  Quite literally.  Just the inn, no other buildings in sight.

Thradra shrugged and decided to go inside.  The interior was just as sparce as the exterior.  One man read a book off to the side as a boy ran around performing errands.  A woman stood behind the bar of the old inn.  All three looked up as Thradra entered, the woman behind the bar smiled as she approached.  "Welcome!  I hope you stay the night.  We don't get travellers through that often.

Thradra nodded as she approached and began her usual speil.  "Mind if I try my hand at performing."  Both she and the inn keeper took a slow look around.  There was just the three people, after all.

"I suppose we haven't had any music in here in sometime," the inn keeper replied.  "Sure, why not."

Thradra refrained from laughing at the comment and merely took out her guitar and began to play.  She decided a good song from Skyrim would work this time, as she sang the song of Ragnar the Red.

At least the three were appreciative of the music, and so Thradra performed four more songs for all of them.  When she completed, she took a bow and approached the inn keeper.  "And that's all for tonight."

"Well," the inn keeper replied.  "Right this way, I'll show you to your room," she said as she slipped 25 septims into Thradra's hand.  Thradra followed obediently into a large sized room with a good sized double bed.  "This is it.  Let me know if there's anything else you would like."

Thradra paused a moment before finally speaking.  The inn keeper had began to move away but stopped quickly.  "Look, I sort of feel bad about taking the money and a room without paying.  What say I pay for the room and return the septims for the performance.  You've a nice place here, and I'd hate to put you out at all."

The inn keeper thought on this for a moment.  "When I give payment for something," she said. "I usually don't expect it back.  However..." she said as she examined Thradra closely.  The dunmer bard was wearing modified dwemer armour, exposed in certain areas.  In particular, areas that would drive arousal.  "It's been a long time for me," she said with a wink.  Thradra just smiled and nodded knowingly.  She stepped forward and helped the inn keeper out of her clothing.  For an older woman, she was quite attractive.  Thradra placed her left hand on the woman's hip as her right hand snaked down her naked belly until she felt the warmth of the woman's wet pussy.  She began to gently massage the woman's clit.

The woman moaned with pleasure as Thradra's fingers danced and teased her clit, every so often dipping her fingers deep inside and thrusting gently.  The inn keeper grasped Thradra's exposed breasts and massaged in time to the gentle thrusting as she felt her arousal grow and grow.  A smile crossed her face and she leaned in close to whisper.  "That feels so good.  Let me offer something in return."  She gracrfully slipped to her knees and placed a hand on Thradra's hip.  The dunmer bard knew what to expect and moved her legs accordingly to allow the inn keeper access.  With the invitation, the woman leaned forward as slet her tongue trail the length of Thradra's wet slit.

Thradra could feel the woman's tongue teaseing and playing with her clit.  Whether or not it had been a while for this woman was irrelevant; she was good at what she did.  Thradra took in deep, pleasured breaths as she felt her arousal increase.  The woman lapped happily at Thradra's pussy, stopping only to suck at her clit.  As Thradra's pleasrues grew she stopped the woman momentarily and whispered, "Lay down."  The woman nodded with a smile and moved to lay on her back.  Thradra straddled her legs over the woman's head as she moved the woman's lega apart with her hands.  Both began to eagerly lap up and lick at each other.

The joys and pleasures they each received from the experience grew.  To feel each other licking and to lick happily away.  Both began to feel their orgasm come with a rush as they tasted freely.  It wasn't long at all as both moaned, muffled as they tried to coax out the orgasm that waited.

Thradra knew she would sleep well tonight as her body quivered before finally relaxing.  She felt the woman equally quiver and shake with pleasure.  Thradra gently rolled off the woman and sat up, looking to the older woman with a smile.  The inn keeper sighed happily and spoke in a hoarse whisper.  "It's been a long time," she said.  "But that felt wonderful."

"If you want," Thradra replied with a smile.  "I can stop by more often."

The inn keeper smiled with a nod.  "If this is what I can expect, then you're most welcome."

But first, it was time to rest for the evening.

The Silver Blood Inn was the only reputable place in Markarth to lay one's weary head when evening fell.  And while she had the gold, there was another way she could get a bed for the evening.

"Welcome to the Silver Blood Inn," the inn keeper said as she approached the main bar.  An old gentleman who had a charming smile if not a slightly snarky attitude.  This was made all the more clear when Thradra spotted the inn keeper's wife roll her eyes as she looked at the inn keeper.

"I'm a travelling bard," Thradra said with a charming smile.  "I'd like to perform here for the evening."

The inn keeper, who's name was Klepper, thought on this for a moment and finally nodded.  "Very well.  If it's a good performance, you can have a room for the evening."

"Fair enough," Thradra replied with a smile.  She took out her guitar and moved to the fire side where most of the patrons had gathered.  No songs of Skyrim for this one, Markarth seemed split in allegiances with the Stormcloaks and Imperials.  Best to leave it with old songs from Morrowind.  And so she played a soft instrumental song she had learned as a girl.

The crowd seemed pleased as she played, listening intently as she struck the chords of her guitar and allowed each note to ring out.  Some danced slowly with the beat of the tune, others tapped their feet and nodded their head in time.  An old hagard looking man, an older bard who was taking a break, nodded his approval as Thradra played.

The crowd clapped as she finished, and she gave a bow with a bright smile of thanks for the platitudes.  With that, she turned to Klepper.  "I'm done for now."

"Very well played," Klepper said with a smile and a nod of approval.  "This is for you."  He handed her 25 septims and motioned for her to follow.  "Your room is this way."  Thradra followed the man up some stairs to a small dwemer styled room.  Everything in Markarth was dwemer styled, to be honest.  "This is your room.  If there's anything else you need just let us know."  Thradra nodded her thanks and Klepper left her to herself in the room.

It was time for bed.

Her rest was actually quite good.  And even better, as she awoke, the pretty, beaming face of a young woman was staring back at her.  Hroki, the daughter of the inn keeper.

"I'm... I'm sorry," Hroki said as her face flushed red with embarassment.  "I didn't mean to..."

"It's quite alright," Thradra replied with a pleasant smile.  "A wonderful surprise to wake up to in the morning."  Hroki seemed to smile as she blushed with Thradra's words.  "And what do I owe this wonderful, beautiful surprise on this morning?"

"I just..." Hroki began as she giggled lightly.  "Your playing last night.  It was very good.  Better than I've ever heard.  Even better than Ogmund. And... you just look... so pretty."

Thradra smiled slyly as she knew exactly what Hroki was asking for.  "And just what is it you'd like?" she said in a whisper as she leaned close to Hroki and let her index finger trail along Hroki's chin.  "Were you hoping for a moring of merely talking?  Or would you rather have a morning of fucking?"

Hroki blushed again and giggled.  She wasn't expecting such a crass word from this dunmer bard.  But it explained it plainly.  "The ... latter ... really."

"I think I can accomodate," Thradra said with a delighted grin.  She reached back to her pack and produced a well crafted strapon.  "You'd best get yourself undressed," Thradra said as she rose to her feet.  Hroki nodded and nervously, but excitedly began to remove her clothing stripping down to nothing.

She looked to Thradra expectantly.  "I'm ready."

"Good," Thradra said as she fitted the double sided dildo in place.  "Now lay down."

Hroki lay down obediently as Thradra moved closer, kneeling down between Hroki's legs.  She took the strapon in one hand and guided it carefully to Hroki's waiting pussy.  The aroma was incredible as Thradra could tell this young woman was ready and waiting.  Slowly, she thrust the strapon deep inside Hroki's pussy, feeling the other end pushing against her own as she let out an excited breath.  Hroki moaned deeply as she felt the dildo slide deep inside.

Thradra began pumping back and forth ever so slowly at first, then grasped Hroki's ankles as she raised them up, quickening her pace just a tad.  Hroki began to let out more pronounce moans as she felt her pleasures increase.

Hroki grasped her own legs as though to invite Thradra to go faster.  The dunmer bard accepted this invitation without hesitation as she drove the dildo deep into Hroki's wet pussy as the other end began to slide deep within Thradra.  The excitement was increasing, as was her arousal.

"You it harder, don't you," Thradra said with deep, breathy moans.  "Faster? I think so."  Hroki nodded wordlessly, only able to form moans of pleasure as she held Thradra's arms tightly.

Thradra looked into Hroki's eyes as she thrust harder, feeling her excitement and pleasure growing.  If not from the other end of the dildo, at least from seeing this nord woman's own pleasure as she was fucked hard.

"Are you ready to cum?" Thradra whispered into Hroki's ear.  Hroki nodded with a deep sigh, finally able to answer with a harsh whisper.  "...by the Nine... yes... please!"

Thradra felt herself begin to climax as Hroki started to.  The young woman crying out in pleasure as her body shook from the oncoming orgasm.  She reached her arms around Thradra and held tight as she released, small quivers of pleasure flowed through her body.

Thradra felt her own come on, and she pressed her lips to Hroki's in a deep, loving kiss.  They both held each other tightly as their orgasms began to subside.  Thradra eventually withdrew the dildo and flopped beside the young woman.  Hroki held Thradra tightly as she smiled brightly.

"That... was wonderful," Hroki said as she lay back on the floor.  "Will you stay with me for a while?"

"For a while," Thradra said as she leaned in to kiss Hroki gently.  "But I have business in this city.  But I promise, I will be back.  You can count on that.  And next time, I won't complain one bit if you decide to crawl into bed with me."