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Greetings, once again, dear traveler! A small story revealing some details of one character and shedding light on some things. ^_^ If you, dear reader, suddenly do not understand what is happening and who they are, I advise you to get acquainted with the previous part. Pleasant viewing to all of you and a wonderful week.^_^ And may the force serve you well Your feedback, comments and ideas are always welcome.And thank you for your time ^_^

And once again! Greetings, dear traveler If you, dear reader, suddenly do not understand what is happening and who they are, I advise you to get acquainted with the previous part. In the meantime, we continue the story of the Dragonborn(s). ^_^ Pleasant viewing to all of you and a wonderful week.^_^ And may the force serve you well And a bonus ^_^ (still sfw) Your feedback, comments and ideas are always welcome.And thank you for your time ^_^

Hey, it's Fenrir. We decided I'm writing this down after I managed to beat both my mom and Damien in a game of rock-paper-scissors for who is the focus today. Last time I came back from Elsweyr with Inigo and Sofia, but that's not relevant right now. We decided when we reported in to Windhelm that we'd split up, but our plans were immediately interrupted by a letter appearing in mine and my mom's pockets. I read mine, "Hey, isn't this a great spell I learned in Daggerfall? Anyway, come to Winterhold. Bring everybody. I found something about a huge wizard's tower and I think I need help figuring out where it is." I looked up, "I wonder if he means the college or the town?" Mom shrugged, "Either way, just grab on to me. I'll ferry." "Wait!" Ulfric said. "What?" Mom asked. "I want to come. Also, you should probably tell your airship where you're going," Ulfric said. "Yeah," I smiled, "Brill.... would you mind?" "No problem," Brill said. When we got there, Damien and Brisennia were waiting for us, her carrying the baby in a sling. Mom held up her letter, "What do you mean the houses we looked at are trash? What about Suncrest?" "It's alright," Damien replied. "Vortai?" "It's cool but not really suited for my purposes. More of a warrior place." "Evil Mansion?" "With a baby? No thanks. Too haunted." "Laboratorium??" "You remember that was my choice... until I found this," Damien showed her an artists' rendering of the tower, "Caranthir Tower." "Oh. Yeah. That looks very good," she replied, "If it's real." "Tolfdir confirmed that he's seen it. But it's invisible unless the owner wills it to be seen," Damien replied. "Alright," I said, "Where is this fancy tower?" "Well, when I started investigating, a ghost appeared and handed me this," Damien said. Brisennia rolled her eyes, "Gods, you are a little boy on a treasure hunt." "Nice to meet you, by the way," I shook her hand. Damien skimmed the note, reading the important parts, "Ghost's name was Andion. Part of a secret order that guards artifacts. One was stolen. Two, including it, were intended to be mine. Head to the mountains of Winterhold and retrieve what is yours." "So that's it. Who wants to help me and my poor estranged lady and baby?" Damien smiled. "Well, of course I'll help," Mom said, "Sounds like a neat little adventure to figure out where it is." From the attached notes, we started out at Alftand (getting rid of some bandits who'd taken residence outside the old ruin) and traveled southwest into the mountains. We didn't meet any resistance, but did find a submerged shrine with a giant dragon statue atop it. As we passed, mom said, "Well, that's coming to life later. Comb the area. Looks like we need to figure out how to get in." We all walked around for a bit, walking the cliffs and the paths nearby and I found a dead body under a tree that was near the statue. "Looks like our thief," I said. I looked at the sword in the ground next to him. "He's bloody, but can't figure out how he died," Sofia was looking at the body as I was rifling through his pack. "Better leave that sword be. Whoever did this didn't rob him," I said, pulling out a gem, spell tomes, and a journal. I handed it to Damien as he neared, "Get in the game." He opened it and read, "I have the sword of Lucan Caranthir, named Vozahlaas Tuz. Says he infiltrated the ghost order... oh wow, it can change from greatsword to a one handed sword. Neat. Bet Jura would appreciate that. From the books he read, the tower is hidden, but the tomes have many missing pages." He looked around, "Should be a receptacle for the sword to go into." Damien picked up the sword, then I noticed, "Huh. The pommel looks like it should have something in it." I pulled the gem I'd found out of my pack and it slid in perfectly, locking into place. "Noice," Mom said. "Uhh.. this looks like a slot, my friends!" Inigo called from the cliff just above us. And indeed, there was a pedestal with a sword slot up there. As we walked up to the pedestal, Damien kept reading. I grabbed the sword. "Hmm... the entries stop with, 'I'm going to try and put it in the slot," Damien said as I was locking it into place. And a huge cloud of dust puffed at the bottom of the ridge. "Knew it!" Mom said, and they were already pulling out their bows. I pulled out the autocrossbow and loaded a magazine, "Make a lot of sense that a dragon statue wouldn't want to rob the guy, just prevent him from entering." "JOOR!" Mom shouted, but it didn't seem to even care, "Well, I don't think it's any kind of real dragon." It started blasting fire, but with no words. Damien raised a Greater Ward to protect Brisienna and Sinidar. With the swarm of magic, arrows and bolts from our group, it went down. When it did, the shrine rose out of the ground, the barrier around the sword vanished, and a ghost appeared. He pointed to the sword. I grabbed it, and he vanished. Then the mountain started to rumble, nearly knocking me over. When I turned my head, Caranthir's Tower was looming behind us. "Well, that did it," Damien smiled. Inside the shrine was a teleport pad, but it looked dead. A glowing crystal was hanging on the wall. Damien grabbed it and used it to power up the telepad, "Easy!" We hopped on, activated it, and appeared in a dark room. The ghost appeared again, and silently used a Flames spell to light one of the large braziers hanging from the ceiling. Mom and Damien proceeded to light the other three and the ghost vanished. I looked around at the pile of junk in the corner, the lack of amenities, etc, "Looks like kind of a fixer-upper." "Well, it's been abandoned for years," Damien responded, eyes full of promise, "It has a lot of potential!" We all walked around again, trying to find something useful. Eventually, I found a long shaft leading up with some form of magic barrier preventing me from falling down. "What does this say? Lift?" I said to myself, touching the barrier. Another list of words appeared. Alchemy Station, Forge, Vault. My eyes stopped at Forge and I hit it. "WHOA!" I shouted as I was lifted into the air and moved upward through two other barriers and set down in another room, also dark. When I exhaled, I heard Damien shouting in the distance, "Fenrir? Are you ok?" "Yeah! That thing sent me to the forge," I shouted back. Seconds later, he emerged from the barrier. The mom, then Bris, etc. The first thing Brisienna said was, "What do you think would happen when Sini can crawl and touches one of those things? Babies get into everything." "Baby proofing a wizards' tower," Damien stroked his chin, "It can be done. But first we need to get the lights on." He went around lighting the braziers, and I found a handwheel, that I opened. There was another valve without the fitting, but I couldn't get the handwheel off the other one. There didn't seem to be anything we could do with this room. So we moved on to the Alchemy Station. Once again I was the one to test the waters, finding a magicka station of some sort. "Seems like this thing needs to be powered up," I said, "I don't have the magicka pool for it, probably." Damien charged it up, "Don't sweat it, bro. Looks like it includes an escape portal item. And - more Ayelid Crystals." He powered up the teleporter in the room and said, "What next?" "Vault," I replied. "Guess we need to use the lift to get there. The teleporter is not on in the Vault," Damien replied. We moved back and went to the vault. I put the sword in the slot and the door opened up. The room was filled with clutter, with two locked vault doors, and a teleporter in the middle. We searched around the debris. Mom found a red handwheel. "This probably goes to the forge," I said. We tried the vault door buttons, but they didn't seem to work. Ulfric said, "This is getting tedious. Do you guys do this a lot?" Mom chuckled, "Not into brain teasers, old man? Anybody who wants to take a break can head back to the lobby. We have been at this for a couple hours. About lunch time." They entered the lift and only Damien, Mom and I remained. "Well, guess we should light the brazier," Damien said. Something clicked into place when he did, and the platform in the middle started to go downward. We all took out our weapons, thinking the same thing. And we were right! A huge obsidian golem with a black sword emerged as the platform raised again. Mom and I engaged while Damien stood back, blasting with Fireballs. "We're not doing any damage to this thing!" I shouted. Mom dodged and weaved, "Try something else!" I looked over to the sword in the slot, "Worth a shot," and grabbed it, re-shutting the door. I rushed up to the thing and struck it, causing it to writhe in pain. "FUS - RO - DAH!" Mom shouted, causing the thing to go to one knee. It turned to her as I wailed on it. When it started to turn back to me again, she shouted, "YOL - TOR!" Bathing it in fire. I stabbed it one last time and it went down, turning to dust. We found that while the sword wasn't in the slot, there were also magic barriers over each over the vault doors. I slid it back in to the slot on this side, and Damien activated the portal. I pressed the button on one of the vault doors, and it slowly opened. Inside, we found some treasure, and various decorations for other parts of the tower. There was a handwheel on the wall that I opened, "That's two, and the one we have the handwheel for." "Do you even know what these are for?" Damien asked. "I assume the forge uses some kind of steam-heat delivery, like dwemer tech," I replied. Mom nodded as she hovered her hand over the other vault door button, "Come out, I can't open them both at the same time for some reason." We ransacked the other vault, and there was another valve, which I opened, "Back to the forge!" They followed me, a man on a mission, and I put the handwheel on the fourth valve and opened. The forge burst to life. "Or maybe it uses lava," I blinked, "Hey, you sure you want to keep this place? Seems a little family-unfriendly. Maybe I should take it off your hands." Damien chuckled and put his hand on my shoulder, "Not a chance. But you can come use the forge anytime you want. Besides, you have an airship!" I smiled back, "Oh yeah!" We found the Alchemy Station now had water flowing. And using the forge room we could restore the other rooms to basic functionality. Damien and Mom figured out how the delivery system worked - via teleportation, and I set to work at the work bench. The vault seemed to be sending me items to fix, then they were being sent to the various rooms. Damien and Mom realized they could both help with the telekinetic tools at the station. All three of us got a sort-of tunnel vision and worked until dusk. At some point the others came and found what we were doing and Dad and Shirley decided they would head home for the night. When we went to the Dormitory and then the Living Quarters on the top floor, everything was refurbished. We three went to the balcony for an amazing view of the night sky. We slept the night, and everyone met in the lobby early the next morning. "Out of curiosity, where's everybody headed?" Sofia asked. "I'm going to check out the Blades," Brisienna said, "Think you can watch Sin safely while you play with your new toys?" Damien smirked, "No problem." "I will be headed there as well," Inigo said. "Hmm, wanna go with?" Mom asked Sofia and I, "I'm curious how they're doing these days." I shrugged, "Why not." So did she. We all hugged and said our goodbyes for now. Damien gave Mom a tome to learn to teleport back to Caranthir and took a copy for himself. "And I can teleport us to a nearby Forsworn site," Mom said. We grabbed onto her and she teleported nearby to a site in the Karthspire. We walked casually through the cleared ruin and entered Sky Haven Temple. As we were walking in, Sofia said to my mom, "I hadn't really thought of this, but you beat the world eater himself. You're a legend now. People are probably talk about you for hundreds of years. If not thousands. And, I mean, my legend is going to only be almost as good." Mom laughed, "Glad to have you back to take me down a peg." We walked in. There was a long table with many plates set, but nobody was home at the moment. "Hello?" Mom asked. We approached Alduin's Wall. "Well, it is really early," I said, "Still dark out." We walked out back to find Esbern practicing his katana skills against a dummy. "Dragonborn! Inigo! How are you?" He asked, "Who are all these people? Recruits for us?" I shook my head, "No thanks." "Speaking of recruits, I heard you had a few since I visited. Where is everybody?" "We rise with the sun. The night watch is light and I usually man it. Ah! Delphine!" The grandmaster was walking down the stairs. "Dragonborn, Inigo. What brings you to us today?" She asked flatly. "Well I don't want to monopolize this trip, it wasn't my idea. But I am wondering who all the new recruits are," Mom said. "Come along. They're about to muster up and have breakfast," she said. Brisienna blocked Delphine's way. "Can I... help you?" Delphine asked. Inigo elbowed Brisienna, "My friend, let us see what she has to offer." She silently went along, those three catching up with us inside the temple. "Recruits, listen up!" Delphine shouted to the group as they lined up, "The Dragonborn's here to inspect our progress." I looked over them, all looking relatively battle ready. I went down the line. "Well now I see where all my housecarls are," I smiled at Iona and Lydia. Both looked a little exasperated, and Iona said, "Inigo convinced me to come. He'd been living in Honeyside for a while." Lydia said, "Vidnar said I didn't need to worry about you coming back to Breezehome. Or even living there at all." "They were right. Mjoll, Jenassa, this is probably a better place than just being mercenaries," Mom continued down the line. She paused when she came to the next few, "Beleval, Celann, Durak. Defect from the Dawnguard?" Durak replied, "Isren is getting a little too crazy for my taste. The Vampires seem to want peace with humans, thanks to you and Lady Serana. He's started having us attack innocents who might be vampires. These two followed me when I quit. Honestly, bunch of sheep." "Never met you before," she said to a woman who was sweeping nearby, "Are you a blade?" "Are you a broom? Well if you are, you're upside down. The bristles go on the floor, sweetie," The woman cackled, and my mom laughed back, "Oh, Delphine hired me as a maid. Name's Tellevi. Don't pay me no mind." "I like her," Mom said, then she moved down the the last two, "Ria and Torvar. I see you guys are pulling double duty. You didn't defect from the Companions, did you?" "Of course not," Ria replied, "Especially since I just made Circle. We just wanted to collaborate with the Blades so I joined. This is my little project." "Oh, congratulations," Mom said. Delphine said, "Not much yet today. Let's sit down and eat with the Dragonborn before we discuss your orders." "Hold on," Brisienna said, "I just don't get it. I was trying to be polite, but maybe somebody can explain it to me. I read about it, but I still don't get it. Why are the Blades in Skyrim?" I'd had her situation explained, so I figured I'd chime in, "When the Septim line died out, the Blades became not the guardians of the Emperor anymore." "But why?" Brisienna asked, "Why not be a bodyguard of the Medes? The Blades originally worked for Reman Cyrodiil. That makes no sense." Delphine folded her arms, "Reman Cyrodiil was a Dragonborn. So was Tiber Septim. Titus Mede was not. I can't vouch for the Blades of the past, but the reason we're here now is because the White-Gold Concordat disbanded the Blades." Delphine sat down and offered Brisienna the seat across from her, "I am Grandmaster Delphine. Who are you?" "Agent Brisienna Magnessen," she replied. Delphine looked down at her archaic state of dress, then she looked back up at the woman's eyes, "Agent of what?" "The Blades." Delphine raised an eyebrow, "Before the last few months there were only two Blades. Now there are twelve. I didn't induct you." "No, in my day I was Grand Spymaster for High Rock and Hammerfell. I was inducted by Grandmaster Jauffre." Delphine looked at her for a moment, "In.. your day?" She started to stand up, but Esburn, who'd been listening, handed her a book open to a specific page. "Lady Brisienna... disappeared after the Warp in the West. And this drawing looks... exactly like you," Delphine frowned as she was looking. Delphine looked at Brisienna again, "So, say you are telling the truth. What do you want with us?" "I want to know what you've become. What is your mission?" Brisienna asked. "The original mission of the Dragonguard. We hunt dragons," Delphine replied, "And this is where all the dragons are." "Hey, um..." Mom started. "Gods, Dragonborn," Delphine sighed. "I'm gonna need you to stop killing dragons. You know, unless they attack people," Mom said, "Oh, unless they attack Skyrim's people. They actually helped defend Skyrim against the Thalmor. You remember that dragon you wanted me to kill, Paarthurnax? Well, now he's mostly in control of them. I need you to patrol and keep them in line, but not wantonly kill them." Then she shot a glance over to Durak, "Just like the Dawnguard should be doing." "Yeah! I know!" Durak said back. "Fine!" Delphine said. She turned to Brisienna again, "So what else do you need? Do you think you have rank over me?" "No. Not at all," Brisienna replied, "In fact, I want to rejoin and help rebuild. I actually think I like this shift to an organization of warriors. Getting back to the roots of the Dragonguard, rather than a bunch of spies." "Alright, well, you've already been inducted, so, you're in," Delphine said. "How about these others?" Esbern asked, "Sofia? Destana's son?" "Fenrir," I said. "No thanks," Sofia replied, "I'm too untrustworthy. I think you guys already established that." "Right. So how about it?" Esbern asked me. "I don't think so. I have other aspirations," I replied. "C'mon!" Mom said, "You could at least come train with them." "Fine. But not now. I have things to do," I replied. Brisienna, Sofia and I grabbed onto my mom to go back to Caranthir (Bris needed to pack her things). "Back already?" Damien asked from the pedestal across the lobby. "I think I'm going to stay with the Blades a little bit. Help train them, and be trained in their new ways," Brisienna said. "You know how I said I was going to look our old friends up?" Damien asked. "Yeah, a journey isn't really good for a baby. I can take Sini at Sky Haven Temple. He needs to breastfeed anyway," Bris smiled. They hugged, said their goodbyes for now. "I don't mind bringing her back and forth," Mom said. Then she smiled at Brisienna, "You can meet my friends! Elisif and Serana have been having a lot of tea meetings lately. But they're real nobility, I'm sure you'll fit right in. Elisif just got engaged so she's all about picking out wedding decor right now." When they teleported out, Damien approached me. "You said you were going to Cyrodiil, right?" I nodded, "Yep. Going to see if Runa needs help." "Well, you've got the all-access border pass. Mind taking a detour?" Damien asked. We teleported back to Windhelm and found out from the dockmaster, "The big Khajiit said they sent to Solitude to restock. Didn't know those guys got that big." I immediately saw it hanging by some old scaffolding at the arch of Solitude when we ported, so we approached from the docks. It started pouring as we climbed the many steps. "Someone's coming!" "What are you doing?" I shouted. "Stealing back the airship!" A thalmor mage peeked his head over the scaffold and blasted me with a fireball. Damien, Sofia and the elves flung spells back and forth as I charged up the remaining stairs. I found a few soldiers blocking my path. I chopped the one near the edge a few times and he went flying into the abyss (thanks Threshhold Throw enchantment). The other two I was able to fight off without much trouble, while my caster friends picked off most the mages. As I reached the top, the last mage summoned an atronach, but at the same moment, Skullcat came running from the ship, "Ye'll not be takin' this ship! Yarrr!" When he was dead, Skullcat said, "Glad ta see ye found us. Needed to get more food and Skooma. Skyrim Skooma's more like piss though." We went below decks and found Kuzavas sitting at the table, "Kuzavas would like to wait for the storm to clear." "No problem," I said. "Might want to get away now, they Thalmor were trying to steal the ship back!" Sofia said. "Kuzavas thinks there are not many more Thalmor in Skyrim. We should be safe for now," he said. "There's not exactly a lot of space for all five of us to sleep," I said. "My friend, do you not know there's a hold?" Kuzavas asked. "Uhh...." I blinked, "How do I get to the hold?" "Use the other hatch," Kuzavas chuckled. "You're not filling me with confidence," Sofia smiled. We ate dinner and I looked around the hold. I looked at the dwemer construction, the charts and maps, and the Airship Owner's Manual. Then we slept for a while. I woke up in the middle of the night to clear skies. "Beautiful out here," Damien said as he followed me. "Yeah. I'm going to start flying toward Cyrodiil. They made a big deal about using telekinesis to fly the thing, but the fact that I can't only means I have to use the helm and the controls and can't just walk around on deck like Kuzavas does. Where to?" I asked. "Kvatch. Too bad you can't fly under your own power," Damien said. I scowled at him. "I learned a simple Levitate spell in Daggerfall. More lost knowledge. I could probably teach it to you," he said. I nodded, "I'd give it a shot." It was fairly simple, and I was able to get it. "I now know exactly three spells - Flames, Fast Healing and Levitate." He chuckled, and I started the throttle. Within a few hours we were flying over Morreath (Hammerfell), far west of the Pale Pass as not to arouse suspicion. Sofia yawned as she emerged. We flew over the colovian mountains, passing west of Chorrol and reaching Kvatch by midday. I parked and we passed through the gate without any trouble. "Yeah the New Imperial Troops are tied up in some kind of border war or something in Hammerfell. And then they just laid siege to Bruma. New Imperial troops are such assholes," the Innkeeper said, "The spotlight is on Bruma right now, but Kvatch is a free city too. I think everybody still thinks of us as a smoking crater, but Kvatch was rebuilt a hundred years ago!" Ultimately after asking around for hours we found they'd stayed there for a year or two before moving on to Bravil for safety during the Great War. It'd been forty years and the info was hard to come by. We had a meal there and headed toward Bravil, reaching it by morning. We entered without incident. "This is a nice little town. Could really settle down here," Sofia said, "Lots of small little houses, compact but pretty." We both stared at her. "What? I'm not gonna be adventuring forever!" Sofia said. We found an Inn, though it was pretty deserted. "We're looking for Medora Direnni," Damien said. "She runs the Warlock's Luck, with her husband Envarion," he said. "Oh, dang!" I said, "That's lucky. She's still here!" "She must be in the 70's by now," Damien said as we walked. After a few moments we found the quaint sign and walked in. A man said, "Hello, hello! I'm coming! Need to buy some spellbooks, alchemical ingredients?" The three of us approached the counter as he did from the other side and Damien said, "We're looking for Medora Direnni." "Why, that's my wife. What do you need her for?" Envarion asked. "Just visiting," Damien said. "Envarion, dear, I'm up here! Tell him he can come up!" A female voice said. We walked up the stairs and found her sitting in a small studying nook. She stood up and tilted her head. "Damien? Gods, could that be you?" "In the flesh!" Damien said. She hugged him, "My, you haven't aged a day!" "Yeah, I got back from the trip only a few weeks ago," Damien chuckled. "Well, it's lovely to see you. You here just for a visit, or because you're on a quest?" Damien laughed, "You only knew me while I was on a big questline. I can just be a friend too. By the way, you've aged wonderfully. Still look as beautiful as when I last saw you." "Oh stop," Medora laughed, pulling out some wine and sitting at the nook after pouring us all cups, "What do you want to talk about, old friend?" "Well, first, meet my brother, Fenrir." "Pleased to meet you," Medora shook my hand. "Sofia." They greeted each other. "So what's life been like? I want to hear all about it," Damien said. "As you can see, I remarried," Medora smiled. "Aren't you glad I convinced you not to go meet King Lysandus?" Damien asked. "Definitely. Calaxes and I had a long, happy life together. I ran the Mage Guild for a while here. But my successor ran it into the ground..." She shook her head. "What about Valiana? Did you guys have any other kids?" Damien asked. "No other kids. Calaxes was in his forties when we met, and didn't want to go through that again. Valiana became a soldier in the Imperial Army after seeing the bad things the Great War did to our people. But I think she left the service quite a few years ago," Medora said. "Think?" Sofia asked, "She's your own daughter. Doesn't she visit?" "Actually, no. I think she got into a bit of trouble and went into hiding a while back. Last I heard she was in Morreath, but there's a big Imperial presence there so she's probably moved on," Medora replied, "Say, Damien?" Damien smiled, "You want me to go check on her, don't you?" "Could you?" Medora asked. Damien looked at me, "I couldn't mind. Want to help out, Fen?" I shrugged, "You seem like a pretty awesome lady. Damien sang your praises while we were flying from Kvatch." "Thank you," Medora said. We hopped back on the airship and flew north, flying by the Imperial City (not too close, and very high up) crossing the Pale Mountains and disembarking at Folkstead on the way to Morreath. I'd never been there so I figured it was worth seeing.

Hey there, it's Destana back again. I've been having quite the adventure in the Alik'r Desert. Last time I got through all the trials to get here, I traveled the desert for a while, killed some Dunerippers. I ended at the Forgotten City, and when Nahtil and I walked in, a dozen ghosts came out of the buildings. Even though I was trying to be stealthy, they noticed me immediately. I laid into them with arrows, blasted them with Unrelenting Force, and then even more came out. One of them even summoned a Clannfear. Nahtil went down. "Dammit!" I shouted. I ran out of the city, thinking a chokepoint would do the trick. The Clannfear proceeded to knock me off my feet twice, paralyzing me for a second each time. I ran up onto a dune to get some distance, but it seemed the Alik'r ghosts weren't in control of the Clannfear, which turned on them. This bought me some time to come up with a new plan. Since they were in a huge group, I figured I would blast them with one of my strongest area of effect spells. I gathered energy, rearing back, frost surrounding me, and let loose a Black Winter. The Clannfear died immediately. Seconds later, several of the Alik'r walked slowly through the blasting wind. "What the heck? How did they resist?" I let go of the spell. I engaged the two next to me in melee, the rest of the horde slowly closing in on me and targetting me with spells and arrows. I destroyed one, then two. I dodged a rogue fireball and retreated, then finding I was being overwhelmed I sprinted back into the city. I found Nahtil's lifeless body and charged up a Resurrection spell, "I need you to get up. I need you to fight for your life!" I hit him with a Blind Guardian so he'd have a phantom to guard him. Then I supported with Elemental Blasts and Bolts, but the ones still in the city were numerous. Nahtil fell again, and I retreated further into the city when I found they'd summoned a new Clannfear. I knew it was time for my trump card. "Alright, the big guns. Fuck this!" I yelled, gathering power in my blood. The Clannfear reached me and threw me off my feet again, but it was enough. When I got up, I was in my Vampire Lord form. I proceeded to melt them with Blood Storm. The Clannfear got a good swing on me, but I was draining their lives faster than they could damage me. After a few minutes, it was done. I reverted to my normal form. I found Nahtil's body. Good, still intact. I charged up another Resurrection and blasted him with light, bringing him back to his feet. "Alright bud, it's time for you to go home." "Until next time," he said, walking towards the exit of the city. "Safe travels, my friend," I said back. That's why you don't just invite random people to come with you. Of course, he'd probably have been fine in a normal fight. I walked around the city for a little while, but not finding any way into the main structure, I decided I would come back later. I checked my map and found Duneripper's Nest. Then I flew there. This time, I approached stealthily and it worked. Knowing they were weak to frost, I powered up another Black Winter and blasted down the channel that was their nest. It didn't kill all of them, but it did make a huge dent in their ecosystem. I mopped up the rest with my bow and smaller frost spells. I ransacked the treasure in their lair and got enough blood to satisfy the request from the message board I'd picked up. Next I decided I would check out Cyrodillic Collections in Hammerfell. On the way, I found a tiny oasis that was surrounded by wolves. I shot a couple with arrows, then landed and finished the rest with my frost spells. I figure it's not a bad idea to practice my destruction skills. I looted the chest by the waterside, then saw myself in the waters. "Huh I'm really dirty," I said. Looking around and seeing noone, I took a huge drink, filled my waterskins, then I stripped and washed myself. I continued on to Cyrodillic Collections, but the Argonian woman there seemed not to want to talk to me at all unless I talked with her boss first - the corresponding shop that'd also just opened just outside Markarth. I figured this was a strange business practice, but a lot of the locals knew about the teleport. I figured I'd come back here later too. Being systematic in my approach, I used Celerity and ran south, finding the Ben Erai watchtower. The first guard who saw me said, "Well, aren't you a pretty thing?" I smiled big, "Thank you! That's so nice! I'm used to Skyrim guards, who are all jerks." "Want to join us for a drink? We're about to sit down to dinner," he replied. And I did. We shared stories and a few drinks. And after drinks they became even nicer. Let's just say I returned the favor. Destana At Guard Post.mp4 Since it was almost nighttime and I was so close to Ben Erai, I returned to the city. I walked in the Inn and returned the medallion I found at the Forgotten City to the man. "Found your medallion, it was on a dead body," I said. "You're not tiresome like the rest of the people I have the displeasure of dealing with on a regular basis. Here," he said, handing me something called 'The Withdrawal.' I didn't pay as much attention to it as I probably should've, because I caught somebody saying something to him. "What did that woman say your name was?" I asked. "Metilius Aretino," he replied. I pursed my lips, saying nothing about it for now, "Thanks." As I walked out, I resolved to tell Aventus about this. Maybe a distant relative? Distant geographically, I mean. The fact that he waved off his assistant being dead was also concerning. But I'm pretty callous myself sometimes. Not having to sleep and only about a day from a blood snack, I kept going. But also, I guess absorbing ghost blood in VL form counts? I imagine it's like drinking mist. Well, the Clannfear gave me some vamp juice, though it was a bit spicy. I flew to Al Shedim, one of the places I needed to go to progress towards the Grey Cowl. I got the drop on the wolves guarding the entrance and continued inside. In Al Shedim I found some weak-ass skeletons, tons of burial urns with lots of treasure, and traps that were all triggered off pressure plates. So, a walk in the park for me. Also, all the skeletons seemed to want to make a ton of noise and give their positions away. At some point, I heard the sound of groans in the distance. An echoing voice (sounded like a ghost) panting as if fighting, and a mummy (which sounded like draugr but without the annoying Voice). "Is that ghost getting sexually assaulted right now?" I asked out loud. I spent the next few minutes looking for the ghost. I would ask how you assault a ghost, but I've done... things with ghosts. The forsworn are into some weird stuff. When I finally found him, he was a blue-glowing figure, laying on the ground with his pants off. And the mummy assaulter was nowhere to be found. "Sorry, ghost. I feel your pain. I give you the sweet release of double-death," I said, slashing him and killing him. All the mummies I met I made sure to terminate with extreme prejudice. As I ventured further, I found several symbols on the reliefs that I made a note of. "How could you do that to your bud? He was just an innocent ghost," I said as I killed two. I eventually found two pull chains, then found spooky dark set of stairs, leading down to a row of sarcophaguses. After I killed the many mummies, I turned the pullbars to match the symbols I'd seen earlier. In random combinations until I got it right. In actuality, there were several tiers of pullchains and mummy battles. But this was no Forgotten City. This wasn't a very large challenge. Even the final boss of the dungeon got one-shot by me. As Ben Sala was rising form his tomb, I shot him in the head, and he clumsily fell out onto the stone floor, dead. "That's both hilarious and pitiful at the same time," I said to myself. Then I looted the treasure, including the Key to Mora Sul. Then I realized this place didn't have a back way. Skyrim has really spoiled me. So I backtracked out, and returned to Ben Erai, transporting to Falkreath, then using my own teleport to Markarth to find this new shop. I found Bol, standing outside the gate in the rain. Once again standing his vigil in exchange for food and friends. "Hey Bol, how the hell are ya?" I smiled. He stroked his chin, grunting approval, but saying nothing. I flew over toward Cyrodillic Collections, and found a large group of wenches and beautiful servers standing out in the rain. None of them wanted to talk to me, however, and I had no idea what they were doing here. I continued on a little bit, and a huge pack of Welwas attacked me (just around the corner) maybe that was enough to scare off the ladies. I decided I would just call, "KAKE!" It only worked on about half of them, however. But they started killing each other. I rolled my eyes, waiting for the war to resolve. "This is taking too long," I said. I decided I'd be doing the locals a favor, and blasted them all with Black Winter. Unfortunately, a random passerby decided he was going to jump into the fight and help just as I was finishing my cast and got killed by it. I sighed, "That was a stupid move. But I guess I'll fix it." I Resurrected him, thinking this would've been a useful power to have when Vex died. Then again, I got captured at the time. The guy walked away like nothing had happened. "Dude? Not even a thank you?!" I growled. I shook my head and flew the rest of the way to the shop. When I walked inside, I explained the situation and Neezari, the Argonian man said this shop was meant to be an Argonian heritage collection, like a museum. "Another museum?" I asked, "Going to have a lot of trouble competing with the Dragonborn Gallery in Solitude." I returned to the desert when I realized his first mission was sending me to Solstheim. Haven't been there, not intending on going anytime soon. Next, Ancestral Cheetahs. I entered the canyon and threw on Invisibility and Celerity so I could trip over rocks at breakneck speed (can't see where my feet are, har har). At the first fork, I found a cheetah on the right, so I took the left path. There was a gate at the top of that path, but due to my amazing jumping skills I just hopped over it, onto the roof of the shrine, and snuck in the back way. I threw on the Amulet of Ancestral Cheetahs and popped out of the shrine to pet some big kitties. I have no idea why they're called Ancestral Cheetahs. "Are you the ancestor of somebody? We're friends now, you have to tell me," I chuckled. Then I left the area. I was ready to get the Cowl if I wanted, but I figured I'd have more fun first. I flew toward Khanzedum, an old fashioned dwarven ruin, to get four Centurion cores. For the most part, this place was somewhere in the middle challenge category. Most the stuff got iced immediately by me, but some of the medium and large bots were more of a challenge, especially when they ganged up on me. I tried out Umbra finally, and despite having a huge amount of power, it was SLOW. That's how you know I'm a dagger girl for life. Everything feels slow now. One of the random chests made me laugh when I opened it. "Grey Cowl of Nocturnal, huh?" I chuckled aloud, filing it next to my other copy of the Grey Cowl, "These replicas are all over the place. But I know it's not the real one." I got the first Praetorian shortly after, and noted it was attached to a form of apparatus. I crouched and shot an arrow, pegging the thing, then yelled, "TIID!" Slowing time, and I continued firing. It went down in about four shots, and at no time did it actually find me. I realized the apparatus was recharging the thing, but I'd dealt enough damage to take it out of commission before it got a chance. It was just like the bot I fought with the Nerevarine a while back, though that one was invulnerable when it was being charged. These just regenerated insanely fast. I knew there were three more to kill, and I continued on. I found a hallway with three bronze heads. Using my detective skills, I deduced I would need to kill the other three at once. When I stepped into the next room through a rough cave, I indeed found three, attached to each their own arch that kept them powered. The gate behind me shut, but they hadn't activated yet. "Need to be strategic about this. I don't want to get pounded," I said. I drew an arrow and shot it at the center one's head. Then I shot again, shouting, "TIID!" As it flew through the air. It had been nearly dead, but regenerated about half. I drew another arrow, and another, firing them in rapid succession. I blinked. My Slow Time seemed to not ending. And I seemed not to be affected by it, as I normally was. I grinned. Like a machine I drew arrows and fired them, filling the air with my assault. "I AM SPEED!" I yelled, "Who needs Fenrir's automatic crossbow?" When Slow Time finally ended, I'd felled two of the three and the third was slowly walking towards me. When it reached me on the stairs, I drew my weapons. I guess it was too far away from its arch, because I dealt the final blow and that was all. After the fact, it occurred to me that was some kind of time distortion. Maybe Akatosh was involved? All I could say was, "Thanks, daddy dragon." I swiped the goods, and went back to town. I walked around and turned in all the crap to the people who wanted it, and they paid me handsomely. Going down my list of things I'd heard were here... I'd heard the Dark Brotherhood (unrelated to the current DB in the rest of Tamriel) were trying to get a foothold here and reestablish communication with the home branch. I knew this because last time I'd visited the Dawnstar Sanctuary (a couple months ago), there was a recruit there with a message for Runa, but nobody wanted to travel out to the Alik'r desert in the middle of nowhere. Well, it turned out, now I had an easy way to get to Alik'r and was a fairly prominent member of the DB myself. I snuck into the Penitus Oculatus HQ in town and swiped their dossier on the DB. Using my tracking skills, I found their sanctuary, hidden in a rock wall outside of Ben Erai. "You're the one who killed the Emperor, aren't you?" He asked. "How do you know me?" "I am Tenerio. We've had correspondence with the Dawnguard Sanctuary. I've been waiting for you," he replied, "This is an old brotherhood sanctuary that's been vacant since the Great War." "What can I do for you?" "I seek simply to reestablish our sanctuary in Hammerfell. Alik'r's perfect because not a lot of people come here," he said, "We have a few contracts on people right here. Think you could help me out?" I shrugged. It'd been a while since I'd killed anyone just for money, "Sure." "Perfect," he said. I decided I would use some subtlety and utilize my vampire drain skills. The way I'd theorized I could use them while in the Estrus prison, then I'd used them against the bandit party I fought a few days ago, during sex. I had been saving it as a last-last ditch ability, even after my bow, melee, magic, and vampire abilities gave out. But I figured this was a good opportunity to hone these skills and not alert any authorities at the same time. It was just after nightfall. I flew to my first target. First was a woman at an oasis. I had a few kind words with her and lured her away from her cohorts to the opposite side of the pond. I used my fingers and an apparatus to get her off, draining her energy as I did. I was lucky the man at the other end of the pond didn't notice us. She dropped dead when I was done, falling peacefully into the grass. The next target was an Argonian who'd been proclaiming himself a hero and had been fleecing people to get payment upfront for quests. This one was a little personal. I found him at one of the lantern shrines. "Hey random traveler, want a blowjob?" I asked right off the bat. He stood up, shrugged and started taking his clothes off. He gave my throat the thrusting of a lifetime. Men sure do like to do that to me. Despite the struggle to keep concentration, I drained him and left him there. My third target was a monk. Tenerio didn't have a reason he'd been targeted. Maybe I should feel bad about killing some of these people. I have long since considered not doing any more jobs for the Brotherhood. I found the guy at another lantern shrine and I said, "I bet the nights get lonely. How about an open ticket to use my body however you want?" He blinked, said nothing, then started taking his clothes off. I thought he was supposed to have been a holy man. First he thrust into my mouth, because of course he did. Then he picked me up and drilled me from behind. Then he put me down and did the same. This guy actually lasted a long time. I drained him in the end, but I had fun while it lasted. Next was a soldier. I approached him in the street near the central gazebo (it was the middle of that same night now) in Ben Erai. He was the lone patrolling soldier for the center of town. "Hey soldier boy do you believe in love at first sight, or should I walk by again?" I asked. "No. But I wouldn't mind if you shook that sexy ass of yours," he replied. "Want to get acquainted?" I asked, "There's nobody around." "What did you have in mind?" He smiled. "Whatever it is, I'm game. We're all alone here in public," I replied. And let me tell you, he was big. Not Tsun big, but it'd been a while. He pretty much just took me from behind immediately, going slowly, then at some point going extremely fast. I stepped off, got on all fours in an attempt to escape the monumental sensations this man was giving me. He just pulled me onto him again and finished what he'd been doing. When he fell to the ground, I said to myself, "Too bad. He was a good one." This time, rather than finding him in the middle of the town, I loaded him up in a sack and flew to a distant location and dumped him in the desert. My next target was a guard at Ben Erai Fortress. I found her standing watch outside Commander Syloria's room. She smiled at me, knowing who I was, I guess. "Hi, you're Laurentina, right?" I asked. She nodded. "Come onto the balcony, I want to show you something," I said. She shrugged. We walked past the sleeping Syloria and went around the corner. I felt a little bad about this one. I wondered where this guy was getting these contracts. When had I become so callous? Anyway, I gave her heaven before sending her to oblivion. When I turned the corner... "Oh, Commander Syloria.. what are you doing out here? It's still pretty early," I said. "Sun's coming up. Gotta get ready for the day. What are you doing out here, Dragonborn?" I instantly felt extremely guilty. She was going to ask about Laurentina, who was supposed to be guarding her while he slept. Oh why did I give into my baser instincts to murder? "Oh, I... wasn't doing anything. Just waiting for you. I'm ready to get the Cowl. I just wanted to thank you. Here let me distract... I mean, help you out..." "Help me...how?" I reached out for her, my thoughts almost entirely on the dead body around the corner like a telltale heart. I needed to distract her. I unclasped her armor buckles on her shoulders. "W-what are you doing, Dragonborn?" "I'm paying you back. Just sit back and enjoy it," I replied. She was shy, but she let me do what I was intending on. I spread her legs and licked her to completion. When she got up and had her armor back on, blushing, she said, "Well, that was... nice." Maybe sensing something was amiss, she smiled a little bit and said, "That's how you pay people back, huh? And you really enjoy doing things like that? Seem so, you're very good." I shrugged, "Yeah." "Maybe you could help out the guards of Ben Erai." I pursed my lips, "Yeah, sure, I guess I could do the same for the soldiers." "All the soldiers," she corrected. I bit my lip, "Yeah, all of them." "Now where is that girl?" She asked, walking back into her room. I made haste with disposing of the body. It was early in the morning, just after sunrise. And I walked into the barracks. Most of the daytime watches were still getting ready, some were still in bed. My conscience was getting the better of me after having done what I just did. I spoke up, "Hey, guys." "Hey Dragonborn!" Some of them said. "So I promised Syloria I'd give youall thanks. You know, for holding the line for your whole lives just so I could come here and get the Grey Cowl," I said. "Well, thank you," one of them said. "No, I mean, I'm going to do something for all of you," I said. "What's~" One of them said, then I popped my boobs out of the blue cloth. What ensued was something like a feeding frenzy, but for sex. First I warmed things up with the female guard in the room. Then the boys, being ready, took me two at a time. This took about four hours. And then at the end when I was completely spent and used up, I felt a little better about killing all those people wantonly. It was all the work I had to do to make it right that made me feel even worse. Honestly, in all my time I spent at Ben Erai after that, nobody seemed to mention Laurentina. I wondered if the other guards hated her and had contracted out to get her gone. Or maybe it was even Syloria. She seemed to know when to press me to do sexual favors for everybody in the fortress. I took a nap in one of the guards' beds. When I got up, I washed the gallons of dried cum off my body and settled up with Tenerio. The DB was functioning and they had new recruits. I was done with it. Next I'd heard an old man was searching for the lost Blades Temple in Hammerfell. I found him in a southern town in Alik'r. "What's up, old guy?" I asked, "I heard you need some help." "Hey there! I heard you were in the area. The Dragonborn, right?" He had a very thick accent. Looked like a Redguard, but didn't really sound like one. "Yep," I replied. "Name's Duraelm. Been searching all my life for Wind Scour Temple. I'm so close to finding it. My grandfather used to tell me stories about the Blades and the Dragonguard. I promised myself I would find the Hammerfell Temple and I think I did. Only problem is I can't fight off the Dunerippers." "Well, you're in luck, I can find Wind School Temple," I said, saying it like he had. "Scour," he corrected. "Scoop?" "Scour" "Just give me the location old guy!" I chuckled. He marked three places on my map and I shrugged, "Be right back." He raised an eyebrow, but I took off in flight. I was back in under twenty minutes, "Found it." His eyes went wide, "Could you... could you take me there?" "Yeah. My wife showed me how to tether other people in flight. I honestly don't feel like carrying you, so you'll just float after me," I said. I blasted him with the spell, then took off. Boom. Easy. He unlocked the hatch and we climbed down. "Is this it? It looks better than Delphine's temple," I said. "This is it! This place... it's filled with History. I think I can make it functional again. Maybe send a message to the grandmaster... what did you say her name was?" "Delphine," I replied. "Yes, anyway, come back later. I'm going to read the archives," Duraelm said. So I left. I traveled to Salas Kazas, a town on the northeastern corner of the region just south of an ancient Alik'r Temple. It was now nighttime again (I had a long nap after my escapades). I only found a couple guards and a woman named Sharza hanging out on her rooftop patio. I waved to her. "Hi," she said, "Do you like poetry?" I walked up the stairs, then said, "Excuse me?" "I love poetry," she said, "Weltan is my favorite writer." "Uhh..." "I heard he's written a lot of poetry. You look like an adventurer. If you find his writings in your travels, could you bring them to me?" She asked. I raised an eyebrow. Not the strangest request I'd had, "Sure. But where do you find books in the desert?" "Some say it may be in the mausoleum but I also heard some say it is in a library here," she said, "I didn't think we had a library here..." I threw up my hands, "I've heard of the buried lost library. But, I haven't been able to find it yet. Nobody seems to have any clues!" From there, I decided I'd get a room at the Inn. Salas Kazas actually had inn rooms, though the lobby was so small you couldn't even open the doors to the rooms fully. That was fine though, it beat sleeping in the desert and getting sand in my buns. After a few hours of sleep, I walked around town, still night, and found a few trinkets to steal. I happened into a dwemer enthusiast's house, and after I woke him up he asked if I would gather a bunch of dwemer parts for him. I sighed. It'd already been to the dwemer ruin here. I sat outside at the Inn's tables for a while, looking over my map and quest log, trying to figure out what I had left before I went for the final area. Forgotten City. I flew there, making it by about 5 am, and this time, after some more digging I found the key to the gate in the city. Ready for another dungeon crawl (and being through with all these cerebral tasks and feeeeeelings) I walked in to what was labeled, the 'Tomb of the Forgotten Draugr.'

hello happy easter!!!! <3 making characters soon (like, right now), got carried away when i went to take the easter pictures lol, elf was the original plan but blades freckle looked pretty nice also changed freckles hair into a bun since it looked better with the armor, i'll change it back but i'll use the bun for combat pictures. i changed the elfs eyes cause it was very hard to see the color when it wasnt up close, it made her look much brighter, then changed her hair cause green was ugly lol into more of a gold yellow color, then changed her eyes again to look better with it. 25% cuter. (this is what i meant by editing other characters) bunny elf: bunny freckle: blades freckle: happy easter guys have a nice day and stay safe and happy april fools i guess? thanks for reading truly yours, -daedal

View File ADD THIS FILE TO THE NMM OR JUST USE THIS LINK FROM NM (https://www.nexusmods.com/skyrim/mods/87064/?) This is a very slightly edited version of the Blades bikini made by Nisetanaka it replaces the bikini 3 and thong 2 from the TAWOBA (https://www.nexusmods.com/skyrim/mods/83383/?) Full credit to Nisetanaka as they provided the textures and meshes to there own mod as listed above if you want the edited and the non edited version download Nises Blades Bikini Armour Replacer (https://www.nexusmods.com/skyrim/mods/72818/?) Also please check out the Tumblrs of both mine and Nisetanaka https://sindrigosa.tumblr.com https://nisetanaka.tumblr.com Submitter Sindrigosa Submitted 09/30/2017 Category Armor & Clothing Requires https://www.nexusmods.com/skyrim/mods/83383/? Special Edition Compatible  

Hello, does anyone know what kind of mod or a mixture of mods is this character wearing? Thanks !

BathTub Suicide PosePack View File https://www.patreon.com/SimmerAddictedsCC!IM ON PATREON! if you would support me on patreon that would be amazing! it really help me keep doing what im doing,with the funds from patreon i can upgrade my sources such as getting better programs and better computing equipment so i can bring the best content possible for you guys.im a uni student rn so money isnt exactly flowing out my pockets i cannot even begin to tell you how grateful i would be if you pleged to it thankyou so much for taking the time to download and use but content!here is my patreon link!https://www.patreon.com/SimmerAddictedsCC Hello,Welcome to my Bathtub suicide pack.this pack is mirrotring the suicide of hannah baker in the popular netflic show `13 Reasons Why`.i did this because i could find one how ive made it ,there is another one by MSJ Sims (http://www.mediafire.com/file/nfxwya083n3xg26/Animation_suicide.rar/file) ive basically made the same animation/poses but ive done it vertically not horisontally like them.i have used bath water by natalia auditore to simulate blood in the bath(Bathtub water)it says download on patreon which i encourage you to do but i downloaded it on her page for free in another post which i cant find,but ive inluded it in my zip file to show what i used. i also used the decay clown vertical cut wrist which is optional for you,but agian ive included it in my zip file because im having trouble locating the link.i also used papi sims razor blade with this pack which i have also included in the zip file but you can also download it here(View File) this pack includes 7 poses and 2 animations, the animations are the same but one happens to be faster than the other. PLEASE- do not reupload my files bu if you want to tweak them please consult me before doing so,tweaking them for ur personal use is okay but releasing it publicly is NOT. thankyou for reading hope you enjoy!xx Submitter s1mer Submitted 08/16/2020 Category Animations - Other Requires