"My Thane! My Thane!" Lydia shook Monilee and called out to her as the Graybeards looked on silently. Watching. Judging.
Pain brought Monilee back to the present. Pain in the sensitive places now skewered by finely wrought metal. Pain in her wrists, and ankles, and throat where she'd been suspended by spectral bindings. Pain in her chest where a harness now held her tight. Pain in her knees and and elbows hands where the cold floor chilled her to the bone even as she lifted herself
Author's note: this one is lengthier than most of the entries so far, as it was intended to be two sessions (12 and 13) but was compressed because of schedule constraints. Please be aware that the final video is lengthy and large (it depicts the entire opening scene of Shout Like a Virgin's main quest). I recommend downloading it rather than attempting to stream it.
"Can I give you some advice?" Shayna asked as the trio finished breakfast. Monilee nodded assent and the doppelganger
Trendil frowned at the warped wood as she finished the knot. Fortune had favored them – as it had not for some sailors of years past – by providing the remains of a ship run aground. There was enough loose wood to construct a boat of sorts. Something between a raft and a coracle, except without the stability of the first or the utility of the second. If you took the worst aspects of each and combined them, you would get something akin to what they had made.
She heard footsteps approa
Monilee staggered through the destitute throngs camping outside Whiterun's gates. Some just stared, others mouthed questions. The dragon - is it dead? Are we safe? Monilee had no answers for them. Her full focus was on putting on foot in front of the other on the long path to the Jarl's palace. Silently, the guards opened the gates for her, their eyes gleaming silent questions through their close-faced helms. How had the battle gone? Did it end in victory? Were their friends coming close behind,
As soon as Farengar started to describe the stone tablet, Monilee was pretty sure she knew where it was at. In the cavern with the Word Wall, Monilee had seen a sealed sarcophagus next to the large treasure chest she'd looted. Indeed, she'd been sorely tempted to try and pry it open - a move that, in retrospect, would have saved her a lot of time. But after her encounter with the choking collar, she'd been wary of tempting fate too much when it came to sealed containers. The treasure chest had b
Monilee took one last walk through Helgen, looking for any sign of survivors. There were signs of battle, for certain - and signs of the dragon's fiery wrath. Corpses as well, some fresh, some charred to cinders, and judging by the smell more buried in the ruin of Helgen's homes and businesses. But no signs of life. And as the dragonfire-warmed stones began to cool, the chill wind made the gutten city less and less comfortable by the minute.
So returned by the way she came, forging
Penny Dreadful
Introducing Penny Pizzazz, social media influencer, who has taken up streaming to remain relevant.
Sure, a funny dance on that app or asking to eat for free at a restaurant in exchange for a shout out on her social media pages can get you views, but so does doing crazy internet challenges.
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Should this remain on the same blog, or should a different one be created?
Previously: Forgotten (Part 3)
I know it's not very Egyptian, but still fits the journey-race against time theme:
"It is settled, you must go."
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"I think we've done it. Now we can go get those books."
"There's only one person on this island who can help us..."
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Lucan Valerius seemed positively delighted to have his treasured claw back.
"You found it? There it is. Strange... it seems smaller than I remember. Funny thing, huh?"
"That's what she said," Monilee's doppelganger interjected.
Lucan's face darkened at that, "You should be grateful that your master is such a good friend - that's totally uncalled for."
"No, I mean that's literally what she said - what Monilee said when she found it. It looked small
If you followed the previous entry, you should now have a set of dds format overlays ready for looksmenu. Now I'm going to show you how to set them up so Looksmenu can show them on your character.
Software Needed: Material Editor
Setting It Up
The first thing you're going to need is a plugin. Every set of tattoos in Looksmenu has its own folder based on the plugin file with which it is associated. So let's have a new one. The easiest thing to do here is copy o
I want to walk through the process of making tattoo sets for the Tattoo Frame I'm making for the Raider Reform School. Specifically, I'm going to create a tattoo set based on this:
That's a scannable QR code, watermarked with the Institute logo, and identifying the wearer as a designated Institute Synth, and encoding a brief statement regarding the Institute's policy towards synths in general. I'm going to make a tattoo overlay branding this on someone's left ass cheek,
Camilla Valerius had warned Monilee about the old watchtower, perched high up about the White River. Crawling with bandits, now, and so she gave it wide berth. She didn't have the same luxury when it came to the actual entry to the Barrow, however. Fortunately, the bandits were cowards - despite holding the high ground with superior numbers, as soon as the third one fell to Monilee's bow, the rest turned tail and fled. Those few that remained - archers high up and with no easy escape route, fell
That smell carried on the wind from the south... pine and lavender. Monilee barely remembered the dream; indeed, she had forgotten most of it by the time she was fully out of the river, but the smells stayed with her.
As the memory pulled at her with greater and greater vigor, Monilee stopped short of Whiterun's outer gate. She turned to her doppelganger, ready with a question, and then stopped short.
"Dibella's breath, what happened to you?"
Out of the gloom
