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File Name: Body Modders Resource File Submitter: blabba File Submitted: 19 Mar 2014 File Category: Modders Resources I thought I'd share this file as I never could find another file or resource similar to this. I made it in preparation for the UniBody system that Vioxsis and I will be releasing shortly (Hopefully) Hopefully this 'resource' can also help others out there. NONE of these bodies belong to me, and are simply just re-named nifs of the respective author's individual works. This resource also contains .OBJ files of almost all Skyrim Body Mods out there as well as a decent selection of Oblivion Bodies as well. The .Obj's are in quadrangulated forms (as best deduced by Autodesk's auto quadrangify tool) This pack will probably be further updated down the line with Bodyslide ready .nifs and .obj's once the Unibody system is released so as to encourage people to come up with their own sliders and such. Tools used: Gerra6's Pose Converter Autodesk 3DSMax 2014 Credits: The meshes all belong to their respective owners. Click here to download this file

Hey guys, I am sorry about my last upload. It seems that even when muting the volume, somehow youtube still blocks it... I guess they have some kind of future technology to find out if you were even thinking of a song in your far imagination. None the less, I've done a huge little photoshoot for it. Just note, some outfits will not make the release since they are either experimental or test or contain content that I do not have full ownership of/ are HSO mods. Others will be, especially all shown in the video and meshes that have been released before but retetured. Pleas note that I have been doing a little private project and with that project comes, menstrual pads. If you see that, please do not be offended, it is for a private immersion project that was inspired by an idea someone had on Loverslab a while back. The undergarments that contain the menstrual pad will be released but will not be released with pad. It is not my intention as I've noted that many will not want such mods. Here is another shot at the video: Now for the images. They are of the female variant. I do have a male variant that I am finishing up. But it is far from completed as I am yet to work out outfits for it. This is the original body I was considering to make the mod in. If I get enough requests to do so, I will make this body an option available. It is must debate that a cow race should have a belly and the alternate version (the bull un-shown WIP) should be sui-guts. If you guys want this to be the case, please let me know otherwise I'll take the path of least resistance (publicly). This is the nude body. For the initial release, it is very likely that the race will be a full body race until I decide how I will separate the body. The only thing I will most likely do on release is make the hands separate and possibly the bottom hooves. Again, this can be changed if requests state so I hope people will enjoy this cow race. As I put a lot of time in making this.

Langwen took Darena by the hand and then they walked naked together from the baths and steam room to the Archmage's quarters. At this hour and with the information Darena had given her, Langwen interest was piqued. Nothing else matters, besides as worshipers of Dibella, being seen naked was absolutely not something to be ashamed of. Once inside the quarters, Langwen had made a beeline straight for the Archmage's work area with its various desks, scriptoriums, arcane enchanter and Alchemy laboratory. Darena too was pleased, she knew enough of her new bride to know when Langwen gets an idea into her head it doesn't get out. Seating herself in a comfortable, deep, leather throne-like armchair that an Archmage sat in, Langwen searched the drawers until she came by a perfectly preserved parchment; white as fresh milk; rolled up and thick, tied with a crimson silk ribbon. She began reading it, her arousal growing more and more as her heart rate accelerated. The scroll was very long and detailed, Langwen immediately thinking than entire cow...or more was killed and skinned to make it, the quality of craftsmanship exquisite even by Imperial standards. Written in black ink on white parchment, Langwen was astounded as she realized the truth about the late Arch-Mage Traven...using his considerable influence; first as head of the Anvil branch of the Mages Guild, and from 3E431 as Archmage; Traven had been watching Langwen and Darena since they were children, convinced by divine revelations that they were destined to become something great and influential. Anvil was a port city and was close enough to the border of Valenwood, that agents of the Mages Guild could be sent back and forth, Skingrad was even closer, but Darena lived in Dragon Bridge, in the north of Skyrim...yet somehow surveillance had been possible...then it hit Langwen that Dragon Bridge settlement was close to the Skyrim capital of Solitude and a bastion of Imperial wealth and influence. The Nords might not have liked it but they were in no positon to do anything about it if a mage of a Knight of the Lamp showed up on their doorstep and requested custody of a magically-talented and inclined son or daughter. The writing was very tiny but still flowing, cursive and calligraphic, but as she held the scroll out into the candlelight, Langwen saw the writing clearly without needing a reading lens/magnifying glass or squinting her eyes. They knew everything about her life including how in 3E427, the then 12 year old Langwen lied to her mother, Esgaldis, and went into the massive Ayleid ruin of Senalana, located a short walk west of her home town of Arenthia and entered the ruin, despite the well-known fact the local citizens avoided it like the Blight. It was rumored to be haunted by the spirits either or both the original Ayleid inhabitants and Imperial soldiers who died there 750 years ago or thereabouts looking for a powerful artifact. And cursed as well on top of that. Langwen didn't seem to care as she went in and took jewelry, necklaces and everything else she could find and get her hands on there. She made numerous trips and took a knapsack as she couldn't fit everything in one go but on her third trip there, she activated a needle-sharp, multiple spike trap which tore through her left hand, going through muscles, ligaments, blood vessels. The sharp copper-iron smell of blood triggered the magical Welkynd stone light of Senalana and awoke a powerful undead sorcerer called a Lich, which Langwen struggled to kill as she was bleeding all over. She succeeded just barely as a massive Nord man in heavy steel plate armour came in and made sure the horrid abomination was dead before grabbing the bleeding little Elfin girl and brining her to her mother, Esgaldis. She really was furious with rage and took it out on her daughter's ass with a flexible but painful wooden rod. Langwen's butt was crimson for months and later she learned the Nord's name: Snaddi Strom-Fist, a knight of the Order of the Lamp. Darena herself paced nude around the desk before finally making her way to beautifully ornate rolling desk and scriptorium to look for more evidence. There were faint whispers of the Order of Immaculate Chastity but nothing solid, as the order kept to themselves, was extremely secretive and not a lot of writing survived previous turbulent eras. "-Your nipples are already fully aroused and hard, beloved Langwen. I take it you are as surprised as I was...feeling both scared and turned on knowing that your entire life you have been watched over." Darena said as she found all the diaries Archmage Traven kept. "Darena, my love, you are no doubt smart enough to realize Nomen Nescio means "Name Unknown" in the Imperial tongue. Clearly, the author's failure to provide his...or her true name means that either he made all of this up or that he does not believe there is enough evidence to support his claims. We are talking millennia of wars, destruction, men and mer fighting for political influence...rather like vulture over what was then a carcass unworthy of the name Empire. Not a lot has survived from this period, you know. So the author might simply want to avoid embarrassment if this turns out to be a fruitless, no doubt dangerous chase." Langwen said as she continued reading the scroll, her mind working like perfectly smooth set of Dwemer interlocking gears, trying to discern the truth. Meanwhile, Darena seemed focused on a set of scrolls in the rolling desk, carefully unwrapping and reading them. "-Dibella brought us together, she watches over us as she did since we were born. I doubt this man, Nomen Nescio, would write a book full of lies...presuming of course it is man. Could a mer, woman or womer, even Orsimer for all we know. Besides, no one spends decades of research across all of Tamriel unless they believe they are on to something." Darena said as she gasped in awe, finally fining a shred of information she needed. Her hand immediately went to her heart as she felt her arousal grow, letting a loud moan of satisfaction. "-I believe...MOANS...I have found something. This mentions...AHHH...that Relyssa and Rhienne live in an isolated cabin, located in a clearing northwest of Bruma and that the diary of Nomen Nescio is available in the private collection of Countess Narina Carvain of Bruma and her steward, a Breton woman named Yvarra Channite. Still it doesn't provide a true location of the cabin, but it give us a place to start." Darena said as Langwen put down her scrolls and went over to her beloved. "-Well, then, let us get dressed and make our way to Bruma...or rather teleport to the Bruma Mages Guild and take up the quest from there." Langwen said as she Darena shared a passionate kiss. Once they have safely teleported to the Bruma chapter of the local Mages Guild, much to the surprise of the new mages there, the couple exchanged pleasantries and then made their way straight to Castle Bruma to see Countess Carvain, who seemed so genuinely pleased and surprised as she greeted Langwen and Darena warmly. In the castle dining room, Langwen explained to Her grace, the Countess, the reason for their visits and how Dibella Herself had brought them together as they feasted on succulent pork roasts. "-My dear Archmage and General, as much as I would love to help you in your always noble and honorable endeavours, there isn't much to go on about this Order of Immaculate Chastity. I can however get you started by giving you one of the journal that Nomen Nescio kept along with a copy of the book about. These devices...presuming they ever existed, seem impossible to build. My city has the best Nord and Imperial smiths, and they have assured me it cannot be done. Alas, this might be one secret lost to time. I can also tell you if you require, that Nomen Nescio's real name is Lagasha Gra Lagul, and she is an Orsimer." the Countess said matter-offactly as if this was the most normal thing in the world. Langwen tried to hide her astonishment but failed and Darena failed even more spectacularly, her food and wine spilling out of her mouth as she coughed and choked, thankfully the thick napkin keeping her robes from being stained. "-An Orsimer writing so beautifully and entailed, Your Grace? I find it rather unlikely, given the war-like nature of the Orcs." Darena said after she finally stopped coughing and sputtering as the Countess returned her prejudice right to her face. "-Some would say it is true of the Nords...Commander Darena, yet here you stand...a mage-knight sworn to protect the Mages Guild...and married to a female Wood Elf, no less. My congratulations to you both. the uneducated and ignorant would depict Nords and Orcs alike as mead swilling savages, but those who are educated and enlightened know better." she raised her goblet of wine and all the guests followed, Darena included, although she was blushing red with shame from the sting of the Countess's reply. "-Your wife Langwen has commenced full repairs and restorations at the local Ayleid ruin Rielle nearby. I for once cannot wait to see it restored to her true beauty...did you know that Rielle means "Beauty" in the Ayleid tongue, Darena? It is surprising to see how well the ancients knew how to build. the interior is already done and all that remains is the exterior. But please stay in my castle tonight. The roads are not safe." the Countess said, her brown eyes gleaming and letting the two lovers know it was an order not a suggestion.

Things began to move quickly after Langwen had said "Yes" to Darena's marriage proposal, breathing a sigh of relief as in doing so, she was spared having to propose to Darena herself. The alchemy between the two of them had been evident from the moment they were introduced to each other in the Archmage's office that day, which seems so long ago. Langwen had already arranged for Palonirya, the High Elf/Altmer owner of Divine Elegance shop to send over two of her best wedding dresses and gold earrings. The two lovers dressed each other and then put on their earrings and finally their wedding wreaths on their heads, made of the most beautiful white roses and mint leaves to signify purity and everlasting fidelity. But there was till the matter of where to hold the actual wedding itself and they finally agreed...in between kissing...to hold the wedding in the Mystic Archives of the Arcane university. Here they would be surrounded by close friends and books of knowledge, allowing for more intimate and close setting. As they dressed, Darena and Langwen walked hand in hand first teleporting themselves downstairs to the lobby of the Arch-Mage's Tower and then going outside and walking to the Mystic archives building. The Battle-Mages were out in full force and the University was still locked down...Mannimarco was dead, but still nobody was taking any chances. Langwen, since had lost her virginity to the priestesses of Dibella back in her home town of Arenthia in Valenwood, had wanted to wear her embroidered Archmage Robes but Darena had convinced her to wear a matching wedding dress instead. Deep beneath her serene and happy façade, Langwen's mind was telling her she was committing some sort of sacrilege but the brightly shining sun and flowers in full bloom were telling her that Goddess Dibella...and the other Divines...were pleased...and that was all that mattered. Langwen's jitters and nerves steadied as her Bosmer heart began beating normally, although the arousal was still there. Proving once again her gift of foresight, Langwen decided on wearing two layers of sanitary cotton pads and much to her soon-to-be-wife Darena had actually pulled rank to make Darena follow her lead. Neither of them were worried about menstruating, however Langwen wanted to make sure her arousal would not surface at an inopportune time...say right in the middle of the wedding. Making a wet mess would cause word to spread and reinforce negative stereotypes about Elves and their promiscuity. Once inside the Mystic Archives, Langwen felt overwhelmed by a flood of emotions and sensory information...feeling like had died and went to Aetherius itself. First there was the sight of her parents and Darena's parents, and then the sight of the Primate of Dibella herself, the highest ranking priestess of the Goddess of love, resplendent in her crimson silk, velvet, and cloth of gold embroidered robes. Langwen and Darena herself blushes almost as crimson as the primate's robes as their respective parents seemed to have barely had time to throw on their best clothes before they were transported/teleported to the Arcane University. Wedding custom dictated that since Darena was younger than Langwen...and still a virgin...she would be walked down the aisle to the altar by her father Herleif, who happened to be a retired Imperial Legion Officer and now a very prosperous inn-keeper...or ostler, as they were called in Skyrim. Langwen went to the altar and Darena took her father's hand as they walked down the burgundy carpet embroidered with cloth-of-gold stripes. As they walked very slowly, Herleif whispered in his daughter's ear: -Darena, not that your mother and I mind you choosing women over men...but must it be an Elf? Might I remind you Skyrim's...and all of Tamriel's current suffering is due to an Elf...Mankar Camoran, cursed be his name. And the desecration of the chapels and slaughter of Dibella's priestesses is due to an Ayleid Elf, King Umaril...a slave-master, they were called. I thought your bride was a Breton named Lieinne. And how the Empire left Skyrim to the Daedra, pulling troops out and leaving only boys and girls in armor to fight Dagon's elite troops, the Dremora Valkyn. They left your Skyrim Fatherland to bleed and suffer. Sovngarde itself shall hear our wails and woes for redress." Herleif asked, almost plaintively still refusing to believe this was actually happening, letting out a sigh of painful despair as his daughter struggled not to let her true Nord temper show. Nords were quick to anger and she felt herself bristle almost instantly at her father's insinuations. She turned to glance briefly at him, her brown eyes doing all the talking for her, letting him know that while she loved and honored him, as a Nord daughter...any daughter should, she was not OK with him questioning her marital decisions. She remembered history perfectly enough to know and understand that Nords have always been in conflict with all Elven-kind, not to mention all their neighbours. but her wedding day was not about discussing history. Darena sighed as she knew bitterly well that her people, the Nords, would not view this union with wishes of happiness. By Oblivion, she herself was a Nord and distrusted over her impressive magic skills, which were almost equal to those of any Elf. -Father, most honored and beloved, had it not been for my Langwen, you and mother, my brothers and sisters would be in chains taking orders from Umaril. You would like that a lot less. And Tamriel would've been merged to the Deadlands of Mehrunes Dagon and you'd be taking orders from a Dremora, or still be alive while your head was on a spike. You would like that even less than the first alternative." Darena said as she still smiled broadly, beaming with happiness. Little did she know that 30 feet way a young Wood elf was having the same talk with her father, Archanar, an equally prosperous and hard-working merchant. -My daughter, no doubt you are aware of the history between the Nords and Elves and...well, everybody else, actually. Must you go to the Nords for a wife? Is there no Bosmer maidens left in Tamriel? Must I remind you of how Skyrim...and the Empire as a whole pulled most of their forces out of Valenwood and left us with skeleton garrisons who couldn't even defend themselves, much less the populace. What they did was murder, plain and simple, they put boys and girls in armour against the Valkyn...Dagon's elite Dremora troops. They butchered them like cattle. Your Valenwood motherland still bleeds and calls out to the Heavens of Aetherius for redress." Archanar said, puffing out his chest and feeling smug for a moment. Langwen bristled and her mind flew to the old saying about politics being the business of men...shallow and barbaric, the whole lot of them. She had no intention to discuss this now and clenched her fists as she licked her lips trying to remain respectful and polite to her father. -If White-Gold Tower had fallen, Tamriel would've fallen with it. That includes Skyrim and Valenwood as well, if my geography is correct. And frankly, revered father, spending an eternity in the Deadlands is not something you want. Nor do you want to see mother and my sisters being subjected to the...attentions...of the Daedra. We all bled and suffered and a further reminder that Molag Bal and Mehrunes Dagon hate all races equally." Langwen said as she unclenched her shaking fists, her iron Imperial Legion/Blades discipline holding out. Finally, Darena arrived with her father at the altar and her father gave her to Langwen...with some reluctance, but pleased she was happy. The primate of Dibella spoke: -Honored guests, we are here until the loving gaze and protection of Dibella, blessed be Her name, to bear witness to the union of these two souls in eternal companionship. Matrimony is not something that should be entered into without careful consideration. Let us begin." she said turning first to the young Bosmer. -Do you, Langwen, take Darena to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, to love, honour, cherish, obey and protect, now and for all of eternity? -Yes, I do. Now and for all of eternity. Langwen answered without hesitation as she placed the ring on Darena's ring finger -Do you Darena, take Langwen to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, to love, honour, cherish, obey and protect, now and for all eternity? "-Yes, I do, now and for all eternity." Darena said as a small tear of happiness and joy fell down her cheek as she placed the ring on Langwen's finger. -If any man or mer finds just reason for why this couple should not be joined, let them speak now, honestly and forthrightly, or forever hold their peace." the primate said, allowing a minute or two for anyone to say anything. She concluded the ceremony...as Langwen and Darena both felt their hearts beating faster and faster, the heat building and their breaths slowly becoming pants. "-By the power vested in me by Dibella, blessed be Her name, I declare this couple to be wed. And what Dibella had joined together, let no man or mer dare take asunder. You may kiss" she said as Langwen and Darena already went and kissed one another, the guests applauding and cheering, Nordic and Elven whoops and cries filling the hall.

It only took a little over two months...65 days to be precise. That is how long it took Langwen, the beautiful, immortal and eternally young Wood Elf to go from an 18 year old in a cold cell in the Imperial Prison to being famous all across Tamriel as the Heroine of Kvatch and Bruma, Champion of Cyrodiil and Savior of Tamriel. All of which were impressive titles to be sure but like all those of the Elven bloods and races, Langwen cherished above all the title of Arch-Mage of the Mages Guild at the Arcane University. This title had been won the hard way with tears, sweat and blood and Langwen still could not forgive herself for not arriving in time to save her colleagues at the Bruma hall of the Mages Guild who were slaughtered by Mannimarco, the evil and repulsive chief necromancer and leader of the Order of the Black Worm, a most horrible necromantic cult. Langwen had gone into Mannimarco's lair at a cave high in the Jerall Mountains...may its name be accursed and forgotten forever. She killed all of Mannimarco's followers and final the foul King of Worms himself fell by Langwen's keen magic. She returned victorious to the Arcane University wearing the embellished hooded Robes of the King of Worms himself whereas she left to battle him completely naked. This was a contest of magic skills not one of blades. All this is known to the people of Tamriel, however what is less known is the story of Langwen's Nord lover, a beautiful blonde-haired and brown eyed beauty named Darena, which means gift and present in the Old Nord Tongue and is most likely a derivative of Darina, which means to give a gift or to bestow a present. It is unknown to this writer how this Nordling girl managed to be inducted into the military arm of the Mages Guild called the Knights of the Order of the Lamp, but she rose swiftly through the ranks and like Langwen came to attention of the...LATE, and much LAMENTED...Archmage Hannibal Traven, of beloved memory, who ordered an in-depth investigation into the girl's background...perhaps wondering if her skills with magic...which came as easy as breathing...were due to some Breton, Imperial or Elven blood in her veins...Nords not being known for their tolerance towards those magically inclined. The investigation showed that when Darena was 12-13 years old, she was sent by her parents to gather firewood and was ambushed by a necromancer whom she swiftly killed with both fire magic and repeated blows with a firewood axe. Darena didn't even noticed what had happened it was all a blur and she acted on instinct. Only when she saw the blood and hacked body parts did she finally start crying and shaking uncontrollably, rubbing her hands frantically as she panted and gasped to try and get the blood off. All it did was smear the blood all over and make it worse. The horrid stench associated with necromantic practice didn't help either, but Darena tapped into the depths of her being as a Nord woman and manage to calm herself down. She waited for the tears to dry off and then returned to her village, Dragonbridge, carrying both the thick stack of wood and the corpse of the necromancer as proof. Nords always require proof, especially of valorous deeds. His death was seen as a welcome by the local Nords, however the young girl was mistrusted by her neighbours for her magical abilities and as she grew into a young woman, her attraction towards the other maidens of her...and surrounding...villages and settlements. Her parents managed to get Darena sent way to live with her aunts in Bruma...in reality the two aunts and their female lovers...and from there she was recruited into the local branch of the Order of the Knights of the Lamp...as a bodyguard to the court wizard of the Countess of Bruma. Cynical Nords of Bruma saw this as a simple sop to their pride however Darena proved herself with both magic and the traditional Nord way of the warrior and won grudging respect. She was just barely entering into womanhood. Darena and Langwen first met in the Council Chambers of the Archmage's Tower of the Arcane University and from what this author was told, they had become instantly smitten with one another in an instant, even holding hands together openly while Archmage Traven instructed them on their mission: To obtain a powerful book, books or set of books from the Count of Skingrad...books powerful enough which MUST NOT be allowed to fall into the hands of Mannimarco or any other hidden necromancers in the West Weald area of Cyrodiil. As they gazed upon each other, it was as if two blooming orchids had opened at the same time, flooding the senses with their scent. Both their nipples hardened, their pussies grew moist and their lips and mouths started drying, causing them to lick their lips on instinct. Their hearts also started racing although Langwen, being imbued with the iron discipline of the Blades, immediately got her body under control. Darena took just a little longer before she stood at attention as the Arch-Mage spoke. Hannibal Traven was an elderly Breton and soft spoken, but both Langwen and Darena could feel and hear the steel behind his soft-spoken charismatic persona. You did what you were told, when you were told, how you were told...or else...you were out of the Mages Guild. You toed the line...or else...you were out. It is well known that Arch-Mage Traven's hatred for necromancy earned him powerful enemies, some of whom posed as respectable wizards, which is why Langwen and Darena were sent to Skingrad in absolute secrecy...dressed as a simple Wood Elf/Bosmer court wizard and her Nord bodyguard. The successful mission to get the books and other secret information from Count Janus Hassildor and the rooting out and killing of all necromancers within the city, earned both Langwen and Darena promotions and well deserved praises and brought the two lovers closer together. Nothing like shared danger and abstinence to make two hearts grow fonder. After defeating Mannimarco, Langwen returned in the early hours of the 30th of Frost Fall (October) to the Arcane University wearing the Robes of the King of Worms and carrying in a sack his severed head as evidence that he was killed. Her first act as Archmage was to promote to the Council of the Mages Guild...which had been decimated by Mannimarco himself and by defections to the necromancer's cult...men and elves who hared and/or exceed her own hatred for the foul and vile art of necromancy and secondly to order all chapters of the Knights of the Lamp to intensify their hunts to eradicate necromancers, their severed heads placed upon spikes along the rods and atop the gates of all major cities and all villages and settlements as a warning. Their corpses were to be burned and all ashes thrown into the rivers. Langwen then went to bed and after a quick nap decided to bathe and cleanse herself...after her Goddess Dibella had come to her in a dream. She heard the sound of leather/hide boots on the stone floor as she lay in the octagonal stone bathtub, the steam and scents of perfume permeating the Archmage's Quarters. She knew who it was without having to turn her head, it was her Nord lover Darena. Darena stopped and stuttered, her beautiful voice filled with uncertainty: "-Good morning, Arch-Mage Langwen...my love." Darena said before some confidence was regained "It is is almost sunrise." she said as Langwen simply nodded her head and then motioned her lover into the bathtub with her: "-Darena are you all right, you seem a little scared. Tell me what is troubling your heart and mind." Langwen said as Darena entered carefully into the hot steaming water and she and Langwen kissed passionately, their amulets of Dibella intertwining. "-I had a dream about the two us...seemingly from the Divine of Lover herself, Dibella. And then I woke up with this around my neck..." Darena said before Langwen cut her off. "-You mean this Amulet of Dibella that I also have around my neck, Darena...and let me guess, the dream was about a wedding...OURS...to be precise? Am I getting close?" Langwen asked smiling mischievously as Darens's brown eyes grew big and mouth fell open, Langwen closing it with a kiss. Darena simply nodded her head which told Langwen everything she needed to know. Langwen smiled outwardly and inwardly as she realized how spot-on she was. Darena gasped and her heart raced before regaining her momentum, using this small time interval to quickly search for the proper words. Words meant to convey both love and chastisement, since Darena was upset Langwen didn't take her with her to kill Mannimarco, however someone had to lock down and secure the Arcane University in case Mannimarco made a surprise attack. This time Langwen allowed her brain to overrule her heart. "-Before you went to Echo Cave...during and...right now...you never took me with you. I prayed for your safe return but I feel that I did not get the chance to speak my mind, lover. I would like to make this dream a reality so...Langwen...will you marry me?" Darena asked as she strained with every fiber of her being to keep from stuttering and stammering. Langwen suspected something like this might be coming but she never expected it right now. Still this saved her the trouble of proposing and it's not like she was going to say no. Her heart was beating like a blacksmith's hammer as she felt ecstasy and happiness suffusing every inch of her mind, body and soul. "-Darena, the answer is yes. Yes, I will marry you. Today, in fact. If our dreams are an omen of good fortune from the Goddess Dibella herself, we would be stupid to dismiss them. Dibella will provide, blessed be Her holy name." Langwen said as she and Darena embraced and kissed passionately, their bodies being warmed not just by the fire of their passion, but by the rays of the sun as it rose over the Imperial City. Langwen remembered now that Darena was about 2 and half months younger than her and she was born at sunrise...or just after it, on this day 18 years go, the 30th of Frost Fall 3E415.

Before I begin my story of love, lesbianism, submission and chastity and I would like to give a deeply heartfelt thank you to UrbanSniper for his stories "The Order of Immaculate Chastity" and "The Female Legionnaire Quandary" which have served as an inspiration to me. And last but definitely not least I would like to thank Kofman77 for his mods Rosa Round Bottom and to Yui8020 for creating Freyane and again to Kofman77 for making Freyane available in game. I didn't get any chance to blog very much in the last week but I'm starting again now Again, a deep thank you to all modders and moderators here at Lover's Lab and The Nexus. So, without any further ado, let us begin, shall we?

Name: Langwen, which means Naked/Disrobed (Lanc) Virgin/ Maiden (Gwend) in the language of the Elves. Race: Wood Elf or Bosmer Aliases: Helwen, Helneth, Heldes, Langiel, Helhel, Helien, Heliel, Helthel, Helnith all of which are variations of her name meaning Naked Disrobed girl, maiden, daughter, Bride, sister. D.O.B: 23rd of Last Seed 3E415. August 23rd year 415 of the Third Era. Age: 18 years old and three days. Langwen is immortal and forever young as well. Parents: Mother: Esgaldis meaning Screened/Veiled Bride. Father Archanar meaning Noble Brother. Birthplace: Arenthia, province of Valenwood, Empire of Tamriel. Religion: Aedra Pantheon. Langwen worships the Nine Divines and above all else she worships Dibella, the Goddess of erotic love and artistic beauty. In addition, Langwen worships the Daedric Princesses Nocturnal, Azura and Meridia and is known as a mortal enemy of all necromancers. Sexuality: Langwen is a lesbian who prefers the company of woman to that of men. She believes women are cleaner, neater and more orderly than men as well as for the practical reason of avoiding unplanned pregnancy. Achievements: Langwen the Wood Elf is the savior of Tamriel and Heroine of the Oblivion Crisis. She helped to defeat and banish the Daedric Prince Mehrunes Dagon back to Oblivion and recover the Amulet of Kings from his most fervent worshipper, a High Elf named Mankar Camoran. In addition to all that, Langwen helped to close 60 Oblivion Gates which opened across the entire Imperial Province of Cyrodiil in 8 days and within 65 days she has risen to become Champion of the Arena and leader of all the guilds, completing all assigned quests form 27th of Last Seed/August to the 30th of Frost Fall/October. Her immortality and eternal youth was a gift from the Goddess Dibella herself and helped Langwen once during the Oblivion Crisis when a Daedric Claymore pierced her stomach and diaphragm. Titles/Rank: Champion of Cyrodiil/Heroine of Destiny Heroine of Kvatch: Langwen helped liberate the besieged city from Mehrunes Dagon's Daedric army Heroine of Bruma: Langwen helped destroy a monstrous siege engine, the same one which badly damaged Kvatch Divine Crusader: Langwen collected the scattered Armor relics of the Divine Crusader and then confronted and killed Umaril the Unfeathered in the ruin of the Ayleid city of Garlas Malatar, which means Cavern of the High Woods in the Ayleid tongue). Knight of the Order of Virtuous Blood: Langwen helped this group of vampire hunter by exposing and killing a vampire who had infiltrated this group and was posing as its leader to eliminate competitors and rivals. Gray Fox of the Thieves Guild: Langwen helped flush out an informer in the Guild and helped its leader the Gray Fox break a curse laid upon him by the Daedric Princess Nocturnal. Nightingale of Nocturnal: Langwen earned the favour of the Daedric Princess Nocturnal and was rewarded with her Gray Cowl, becoming the new Gray Fox and being inducted into Her elite guards/thieves, the Nightingales. Arch-Mage of the Mages Guild: Langwen obtained all the necessary approvals to be admitted to the Arcane University in the Imperial City and helped stop a plot by The Order of the Black Worm, a necromancer's cult and its leader, Mannimarco, killing Mannimarco and becoming the new Arch Mage. Blade Mistress of the Blades: Langwen was inducted as a Knight-Sister into the Blades and after the successful conclusion of the Oblivion Crisis, rose in leadership positions by hunting down and exterminating Mankar Camoran's Dagon worshipping cult, the Mythic Dawn. Knight of the White Stallion: Langwen and her female Orc friend...later lover...Mazoga, went and killed a bandit leader named Black Brugo and were rewarded with a knighthood each by the Count of Leyawiin. Knight of the Thorn: Langwen went bravely into an Oblivion Gate outside the city of Cheydinhal and saved the life of the son of the Count in addition to closing the gate forever. Mistress of the Fighters Guild: Langwen exposed the competitors of the Fighters Guild for using illegal potions and was promoted to mistress of the Guild. Imperial Legion Mountain Rider: Langwen heled the Mountain Riders get organized and helped rescue one of their members when she was kidnapped by the remnants of the Mythic Dawn cult. Champion of Sheogorath: Langwen helped Sheogorath; the Daedric Prince of Madness; by fighting off an invasion which occurs at the end of each Era by his rival, the Daedric Prince of Order Jyggalag. After Sheogorath vanished, he let Langwen rule...temporarily...in his place. Appearance: Langwen has a luxuriant mane of golden blonde hair which shines like the sun itself and a face that causes all around her to instantly notice her when she enters a room. Her eyes a Brandy brown/burnt orange colour and her body; although short of stature like all Wood Elves; is a perfect combination of curvy voluptuousness and sensuality mixed with warrior musculature in all the right places. Her breasts are large but perfectly proportioned to her cuvees and muscles, with small nipples and aureoles which are a pink colour. Her skin colour is the colour of a peach with a golden shine like gold filigree. Langwen also has a gift from Dibella, a Torc necklace as well as golden bracers on her ankles, wrists and upper arms, all massively enchanted which help enhance Langwen's already formidable battle and magic skills. But the Greatest story is the story which most of the public in Tamriel does not know. The story of how Langwen became a servant of her Goddess Dibella in the most unusual way.

Hey folks, Sorry for the long lack of postings. I am trying to do as much as I can with the time afforded to me but I've also wanted to take a new approach with my mods. For one, I'd like to do more sporadic updates but make better content. Though it's been a while and I am still a bit "rusty" I am definitely getting my itch to mod back. Recently, I've gotten a bunch of ideas from various cute clothing I've seen when shopping and I decided that maybe I can mix and match and make a new outfit out of it (got to love the clothing they have in some stores - the strawberry heels for example were made completely off of something I saw when shopping with my better half. None the less, this newest set sticks to my traditional of giving the modder easy access to the underneaths of the characters but still provides that cuteness that is often neglected. Also, I tried to keep in mind mods of the past and the future. Instead of fitting the dress in every angle to be skin tight, the dress is a tad loose on the upper part of the waist and lower stomach area to give compatibility to other lower body mods allowing those to mix and match, especially useful for those that don't fancy a too short skirt, they can wear one of my older mod tights, the recent ones made, or even choose their style of panties from prior/ future mods, if this set does not speak to you (Or nude for those that prefer that). Here are some screens (Pic Mania) Please note captions as there are credits to be given within them The skirt itself, there was an error when mapping the top part's UV map. I left a couple of faces from the previous version of the mod there. The bow used to be on the folded part of the dress but upon removal, it looked like 2 little buttons. There's often a debate if I should just fix it, remove it all together or just make 2 real buttons over there. I did not yet as I felt this set in it's completion did not have any other buttons but it could still work. Thoughts? This set also has an umbrella and will come with two stocking color options, white with themed color and black with themed color. Credit to my good friend, Kosukosu This is a station that Kosukosu put in the game. I spend lots of time here. It's actually close to a real station in Japan too. I love it. This set will come in several body choices. SuiCup female and TS - Femboy/girl and Sui-Guts female and TS. I might even do another rare DMRA release of it since my high lace thong had great success. I'll keep an eye on people's feedback on my DMRA works and I may consider doing more releases there since I've always secretly wished for more content for DMRA, though I will use the version that has a thicker ass than the one used in this version . Kosukosu's lovely station Femboy bending over This time, I finally stopped being lazy and stopped with the toeskings (Stockings with toe shapes) now the stockings are like real stockings. I am working on doing a full panty hose set soon too. Just need to find out which skirt to put it with. In this mod, I've also retouched the Mini Top Hats and made them into something better. There is a sparked debate if I will redo the 22 texture release just on the hats, but I do not know how people will take it so I might do an individual release of just the hats with 4 colors (Red, Pink, Black and white) as slated for future colors on this outfits release. Then if I see enough people like it, I'll do a public release on the rest of the colors. Lovely bulge Hey! The Pillow matches the glove With the newest release, I've made the bow on the shoes more bigger so it sticks out better. I also tried to be very creative with the gloves. So I mad the inner part lace using my favorite lace texture. (PS: Nothing wrong with using old resources again.) Goodness, I love these pose mods, it adds an extra cuteness to the characters Also, I added minor details to this set that would not be appreciated until you zoom in close. She tried it but preferred her current outfit ;p These stockings are still in need of a fix, but I just reused the bow knot lace cuff as the top of the stockings. The sui cup version and femboy version are flawless. The SuiGuts is a little off. I'll see about making time to fix it. More detail on the gloves. This is another area from KosuKosu. Love the area's Kosu does Credits go to Kosukosu on this location Credits go to Kosukosu on this location Credits go to Kosukosu on this location Umbrella Mixing and matching as shown here As you see, this set has been a long work but I rather do better works than quantity. This set will have 4 textures max 8 (I might do one with a less rough texture (These might be a bit laggy on low end PC). In this mod, I've also added an umbrella. This is nice for those who want to be "immersive" during those rainy days. I use the term immersive lightly since I am technically not "lore friendly" because the body types and modern clothing, I get it. But I still get as immersive as I can in my play through that usually don't result in me finishing the game lol. Also, end off this post, here's a video of my new girl and her friends dancing . Enjoy, -HappySparkles

Hello folks, Today I'd like to preset to you the DMRA Devil's Pain Kunoichi set. This set is a very skimpy looking ninja from my own comic universe. I've always wanted to put parts of my own comic books into the Oblivion world so this is my doing so . This was a mod I began to work out about a year and a half ago but was really focusing more on my real life and developing my 3D modeling skills and was too lazy to repath, retexture, make GND's and Icon pics and so on, so I kind of skipped it but someone asked me to release it and here it is. (TS version and other bodies of mine are available but only done when requested). Drag and drop the contents of the mod itself into the data folder to your ESP folder and activate the ESP with your Oblivion launcher. Seeing as the mod itself was made over a year and a half ago, it was clippy but I recently fixed this o at least it does not clip with my animations, I also fixed the bracers a bit since the texture was a bit off. It's up to you really . If it is up to me, I'll just keep making random meshes and then putting my works together and releasing them whenever I feel. But I like feedback and if I get requests, I'll do my best to make it but with my own spin on it . One thing I will note is I've noticed the lack of custom DMRA mods, not just today but in general. Most are conversions which are fine and dandy but I personally think it's about time to bring something new to DMRA then just some other persons work which inspired me to release the DMRA version of this instead of the bodies I usually work with. DMRA or Compatible bodies: Your choice tbh BBB Skeleton: http://www.nexusmods.com/oblivion/mods/40739/? Vipcxjs Real High heel System: http://www.nexusmods.com/oblivion/mods/36883/? This mod and all its resources are all made by me, with the exception of the DMRA body as that is not my creation. But otherwise you can use them as you please as long as you respect the hard work put in by myself (same goes for other modders too). Most importantly, if you use anything from my mods (or other modders) please do your best to credit me (or them). Speedbuster for always making great mods and making works that inspired me to mod in the first place. Mktsang, Alexscorpion, HellKnight, Speedbuster, Coronerra, nabernas, Edhildil - DMRA Body You 4Shared: http://www.4shared.com/zip/-jvloEdkce/HS_Devils_Pain_Set.html Loverslab: http://www.loverslab.com/files/file/2567-hs-dmra-devils-pain-kunoichi/ Nexus: http://www.nexusmods.com/oblivion/mods/46673/?