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Hey all, Just wondering if anybody out there has the links or poses from Romerjon Productions. Can't seem to find them anywhere. Any link that leads to the poses is disabled. I'll attach some of the poses below. Thanks in advance. ^_^ Hopefully someone out there has them! Thanks again.

Ascent of Harmony is a short game situated in a fantasy world of Warlock of Lust universe. You play as Harmony - a young apprentice at the Academy of Magic. A friend asked you to look into a long forgotten school of magic called Lust magic. After hours of search, you discover a scroll that describes a spell capable of turning cum into magical power. You have decided to test the spell and this will set you on a journey of lust, depravity and eventual ascension. Gathering more power will unlock new levels, spells, clothes and most importantly, new ways to collect cum. Ascent of Harmony is a short, fun game with around 75 unique, fully animated sex scenes. The game is in 3D with free camera, where you can rotate and zoom as you wish. You can also control the pace of the sex and select sex positions. The game is free and can be downloaded from my webpage. Patreon supporters get access to cheats and a forbidden forest location. http://www.velesk.eu/downloads.html Mike Velesk | creating 3D Adult Games | Patreon

In Brightest Day In Blackest Night No amount of mead shall escape my sight. Let though who worship sober peoples might. Beware my power. Me-BLURG!!! Thanks for reading this long crossover adventure, and thank you Agent Tex for coming up with this idea and lending me his character presets for Aria and Sera. More will come when i have time and organize what i want to be in them. I might take suggestions for quest stories as i have nothing for the next one at the moment but i am planning future ones currently. Sera and Aria Belong to Agent Tex, view his stories on his blog, they're pretty cool: http://www.loverslab.com/blog/293-aria-and-phoenixs-mis-adventures-in-tamriel/ Part 1: http://www.loverslab.com/blog/407/entry-2462-drunkest-night-16/ Part 2: http://www.loverslab.com/blog/407/entry-2597-drunkest-night-26/ Part 3: http://www.loverslab.com/blog/407/entry-2463-drunkest-night-36/ Part 4: http://www.loverslab.com/blog/407/entry-2464-drunkest-night-46/ Part 5: http://www.loverslab.com/blog/407/entry-2599-drunkest-night-56/

---------------------------------------------------------------- In this blog I'm gonna post group renders of my characters. ---------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------ GAYA FIGHTING HER CLONES G'0 & E'G ------------------------------------------------ ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- Gaya, Penthesilea, Alexendria and the Dragos Sisters Having Fun ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------- Gaya and G'0 - Sex in the Studio ---------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------- Gaya and G'0 - Sex in the Studio 2 ---------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------- The EXECUTIONER - Lydia In Trouble -------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------- Gaya and G'0 - Women Of Steel -------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------- LIFE King & Gaya - Sex in the Studio ------------------------------------------- There are two versions of it (lighting shader wise), i couldn't select one of them so posting both. ------------------------------------------------- LIFE King, Gaya & G'0 - Sex in the Studio ------------------------------------------------- Again there are two versions of the render (lighting shader wise), i couldn't select one so posting both. ------------------------------------------------- XAL & Zypher - Sex in the Studio ------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------------------- XAL with Gaya, G'0 & E'G - Sex in the Studio ---------------------------------------------------- Updated - Dec 3, 2018 There are two versions of it (lighting shader wise), i couldn't select one of them so posting both. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ STUDIO APARTMENT - FRELENA Posing While LKZ & GAYA Enjoying... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Updated - Dec 15, 2018. I don't know why i was getting so much noise in the render, even tried using more high settings for the render the 2nd and 3rd time but still getting the same noise in renders. And I didn't want to loose detail by manually removing it in Adobe Photoshop so I uploaded it as it is. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- THE DRAGOS SISTERS - Zephyr, Zeenamaya, Frelena and Azurine ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Updated - Match 16, 2019. -------------------------------------------------- Zaselim with Gaya, G'0 & E'G - Its not fair! -------------------------------------------------- Updated - Dec 13, 2019 ------------------------------------------------------------------------ STUDIO APARTMENT - LKZ, GAYA, ZEENAMAYA & FRELENA ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Updated: 26th January 2020 ---------------------------------------------------------- STUDIO APARTMENT - LKZ, ZYPHER & AZURINE ---------------------------------------------------------- Updated: 26th January 2020 --------------------------------------------------------------- PENTHESILEA Z. & SAPHEREA MOONBLAZE - PINUPS --------------------------------------------------------------- Updated: 20th March, 2010 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Gaya - Gang Bang - Xal and All Previous Reincarnations of Life King (Zi'Ayt, Prince Zaselim, Zesiro) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Updated: June 4th, 2020. ----------------

Introduction: Gaya wants to be with Prince Zaselim (Reincarnation of The LIFE KING) but as He is 15 yrs old he doesn't have interest in her (Doesn't remember her as well yet) because she is older rather he likes girls who are his age. So Gaya used an aging spell which turned her into a teenager so she can seduce Prince Zaselim but Frelena won't let it happen and the struggle continues. Prince Zaselim recently hit puberty and Frelena started teaching him the stuff but told him He can't be intimate with others except her and Azurine (Prince Zaselim's other Spirit partner like Frelena) and as much as he likes them but he still wants to be with someone his own age and when he saw Gaya (younger self after using aging spell) going at baths he followed her. [Missed some words and made some grammatical mistakes, I uploaded the images without double checking and noticed the mistakes after posting the images. But you will understand what's going on] ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Hey, Destana again. The dreams are continuing. Is the mundanity is enough to call them nightmares? Probably not. Last time a bunch of mystery fluid and 'life' waters got spilled on a bunch of children. I informed Runa and Damien. They weren't sure how to take it. Both knowing no bad had come from the waters so far, Runa shrugged it off and Damien just said he'd monitor. Also, the raid on the Dawnguard went well. Their members are gone or on the run. So here I am, wondering why my half brother, known as the Ebony Warrior, wants to die so badly. "Did you wait long?" I asked. He shook his head silently. I could tell he was sizing me up. Probably wondering why my entire torso is exposed. Or maybe he did his research. "Buddy, I gotta tell you, this seems pointless." "I want to reach Sovngarde. That is the point. I thought I told you I didn't want to talk. Just fight," he said. "Well, I'll talk then. You listen," I responded, "I did go talk to Jura, and I found out, you're my half brother. For a long time I didn't really have anybody. As I was wandering the world I had to make my own family. I know how it can be to feel alone. Family means something. If you kill me, there'll be a lot of people who miss me. And if I kill you, I'll feel like I should've pushed harder." "They never said you were so sentimental," EW replied. "Sentimental my ass. I've been to Sovngarde. It might be fun for a week, banging and drinking and fighting, but that gets old pretty quick." He turned to me, "You make a valid point." "Besides, have you ever been to Roscrea? Elswyer? Akavir? Oblivion?" He folded his arms, "I haven't. Not all of them anyway." "There are still more challenges to face, my friend. EW. What's your real name anyway?" "Gods," he sat down on a rock, "I haven't used my real name in twenty years." I raised an eyebrow, "Well since you're my brother, I can safely rule out the possibility that your name is Rehman Ebonarm and you're the avatar or reincarnation of a Yokudan god." "Heh," he scoffed, "Is that what they're saying about me?" I stood in front of him, nearly the same height with him sitting, "Yeah, I mean why are you so tall?" "I'm... just tall. I'm an outlier. Nothing magic about it," he replied, then he laughed, "Why the hell not, though. Just call me Rehman. Maybe my legend can grow as large as yours." "So we're... not going to fight then?" I asked. "Well," he stood, "I have a couple requests. First: do you now how to get back to Sovngarde? The reason I want to get there is personal." I tilted my head, "I might be able to figure something out. No promises. Tsun shouted me back to Nirn when I was done there. I might be able to figure out how to do that. Failing that option, I have some of the greatest mages on Nirn as friends. May I ask why?" He sighed, "Godsdamnit. They told me you were persuasive. In my youth, my best friend, a warrior named Estrid... we fought a thousand battles together. In the years after the great war, I fought with Hammerfell." "Should've called you for our war with the Thalmor, I guess," I said. "For me it was less ideological. I was drawn in by friends. I was only a boy at the time, but I learned fast. I was a natural at battle. Later we fought as mercenaries in High Rock against the seldom Akaviri incursions. Estrid was originally of Morthal, and she died in battle like a good Nord. I resolved to do everything I could to ensure I got into Sovngarde, thus, I did everything there was to do as a warrior." "Speaking of which, don't only Nords make it to Sovngarde the normal way?" I asked. "I'm half Nord. Jura told me about my mother, but I've never searched for her," he replied "Okay, well I should be able to make the Sovngarde thing happen," I said, "You mentioned a second request." The EW drew his ebony sword, "I still want to fight you." "Not to the death, though?" I asked. Who was I kidding. I was grinning already, pulling out my melee weapons. "We're both professionals. Don't pull your punches," he said, "Show me you are the hero they say you are." I licked my lips, "FUS!" "FUS!" He shouted back, our voices cancelling each other out. He quickly summoned a Xivelai Lord and I drew my bow. I charged an arrow once and fired, but EW slapped it away with his shield. In the intervening time, his summon had summoned another combatant (a zombie) and was throwing fireballs at me. I dodged the first. The EW lunged for me but I evaded him, charging forward and slicing through the zombie with ease. I sprinted over to the Xivelai, dodging another fireball and diced him up with a well-placed combo. While I was busy, the EW had drawn his bow and took a shot at me, sticking me once. "WULD!" I shouted, closing the distance. He drew his ebony sword and shield and we clashed. Every slash of a dagger was met with a sword, a shield, a well-timed dodge. I grinned, "You live up to your reputation!" He went on the offensive and was met with parry, parry, dodge, parry. He slashed downward and I trapped his sword under my boot. Then he chuckled, "FUS-RO-DAH!" I flew backward, sliding across the snow. He charged at me, using a hands-free summon of a ghost casting ice shards before he got to me. I rolled out of his reach, charged past him and immediately bisected the ghost. When he got to me again, we started our quick-as-lightning standoff again. Weapons clashed at blinding speed. An onlooker would likely have trouble following the intricate movements between us. I finally... finally found an opening. I left myself open, he did another downward thrust, I clipped his wrist with my off-hand dagger, changed direction and slashed both weapons across his stomach. He spun around, getting me across the chest with his sword. Of course, my skin is hard. Harder than Ebony, I guess. I backed up so he couldn't get another blow. He used this opportunity to do another quick summon spell - Dark Seducer. Unfortunately, she was right in front of me and I slashed through her in seconds. "FUS-RO-DAH!" EW shouted, blowing me back again. Only got a few tricks huh? I have a lot of tricks. "WULD!" I closed the distance again. "YES! FIGHT ON!" The EW yelled. I turned to him and shouted, "FUS-RO-DAH!" He lifted off the ground and followed up with, "TIID-KLO-UL!" His body sailed off at a snail's pace and I closed the distance. I slashed him, again and again as he hovered in the air. By the time he hit the ground, I could tell he was nearly on death's door. As time righted itself, the low rumble I'd been hearing became clear: Rehman was laughing. He was on his back, bleeding, hacked up and exposed. "What the hell do you call that, Dragonborn?" He kept laughing. "I dunno," I smiled, "I just thought of it. You're fast as hell in that armor with a much larger set of weapons." "We all have our strengths." "Satisfied?" I asked, offering my hand. "Not until you take me to Sovngarde," he got up on his own, "No offense, but I weigh like 400 pounds with this armor on." "400? Geez," I said. I sheathed my weapons. "Yeah, I'm about 300. Plate mail weighs 50 lbs, ebony is about twice as heavy as steel." "Anyway, give me a few minutes," I said, pulling out one of my rarer journals labeled, 'Dovazul for Beginners by Queen Destana.' "Tsun shouted me back to Nirn when I was done in Sovngarde. I've winged it before when I summoned the spirit of Skjor from Hircine's Hunting Grounds." I flipped for a few minutes. "Okay, I think I can go about it like this," I said finally. I would shout 'move mortal Sovngarde.' Dragons don't have their own word for Sovngarde. "Hold on to me," I said. He did, then I shouted, "BO - JOOR - SOVNGARDE!" Hmm... nothing. "Well guess they can't all be winners," I said, "But I do have an alternate idea." "OD - AH - VIING!" I shouted. Within moments the dragon appeared in the sky. "Dragon buddy!" I yelled as he landed. "What can I do for you....? ...Human buddy..." Odahviing asked, growling to make sure I knew he was annoyed. The Ebony Warrior stood stoically next to me. "How you been?" I asked. Odahviing sighed, "Just tell me what you want, Dovahkiin. I was enjoying a nice cow." "Well what I'm going to ask will take you away from your cow," I said, "Might take a while. I need you take me to Skuldafn again. Or wait, honestly, I could fly myself. Could you give me directions?" Odavviing sounded completely done with this, but amicable to talking for a few minutes rather than being my dragon mount for a couple hours. "Well, it's in the Velothi Mountains," he started, and gave me precise directions. I smiled, "Thanks." And Odavviing flew off. "See you at the next Greyscales/Greybeards meeting!" I yelled as he soared away. I could hear him groan from the ground. "What's at Skuldafn? And how am I getting there?" The EW asked. "Of course I have a plan," I smirked at him, "You may have noticed I'm very good at telekinesis. Well my TK skills got much better when I learned how to fly. It involves learning to concentrate on TK for long periods of time without thinking about it, autonomically. I can tether you to me while I fly." His face behind the helm was of course, inscrutable, but I imagine he was casually impressed. "Ready?" I grabbed his shoulder, "I hope you're not afraid of heights." "I fear nothing," he said stoically. Then we blasted off into the night sky. We travelled for a couple hours, (it actually took me most the night to find it) eventually finding it amongst the peaks. I looked over the scene below. "Hmm... well the draugr came back," I groaned, "Up for some violence?" "Always," he said, "What's at the end of this?" "There's a portal to Sovngarde. Alduin was using it to go there and wreak havoc on the hero's souls. Of course, I killed him, so that mess is cleared up," I explained, then I reconsidered where to set us down, "Wait, I could literally put us at the end. After the dungeon." "Well, they are shooting at us," he said. "There it is," I pointed, "The altar. Looks like the Dragon Priest is back. Guess I need to crush his phylactery this time." I dropped him down first and he started going to town on the draugr. I dropped down next and pincered the draugr until they were no more. "One last one," I said as I blasted him with a charged bowshot. Then I turned to Rehman, "I'm going to sneak up on the dragon priest." He shrugged, "There're some draugr left on the other side. I'll dispose of them. Call me when the portal is ready." I got the drop on him. He phased in and out of invisibility a few times, but I iced him the same as I did the first time. I took his staff and jammed it in the hole to reactivate the portal. "Anyway," I shouted, "You done over there? Portal's open!" The EW appeared within a couple minutes. "Time to trip the rift," I said. We were sucked into the portal, appearing in the fields of Sovngarde. "Nice. Just as good," I said. We followed the path for a while until we came to the spine bridge. I may have had an ulterior motive for making the trip here. "Tsun!" I shouted. The Aedra looked up from his vigil, like he'd been thinking about something. And to my surprise, the stone-faced man's eyes lit up, "If it isn't the queen of Skyrim." "Oh, have you been watching me?" "My vigil gets boring at times," he said. "Well I'll be sure to bathe outside sometimes, then," I snickered. He laughed loudly, "Who is your friend?" "This is my brother, who claims the name Rehman," I said. They stood across from each other, Tsun only slightly taller than the EW. "I know. Really, any chance to keep you here a few minutes longer is a win. I was watching you guys fight. I know why you're here." I raised an eyebrow, "I get how you could see us, but how could you hear us talking?" "I've become very good at reading lips over the millennia I've been stationed here," Tsun said. "So if I stood toe-to-toe with you a couple years ago, and now I'm quite a bit stronger, and he performed well against me, can he just pass on through?" Tsun shook his head, "Never has a soul passed through here without facing me in battle." "I will fight," the EW said. "Of course, I know fighting's your favorite. But I wanted to discuss a theory I've been hearing around Nirn with Tsun here. He's been in these halls longer than anyone." "What's that, Dragonborn?" He asked. "Well, it's that I'm the Last Shezarrine," I replied. "That's quite a claim," Tsun said. "I've been reading books on the subject for years now, and I'm just not sure how to prove it. I mean, when did Tiber Septim know he was Talos? When did any of those guys know? Say, Shor's throne... what was it you guys said when I was here a couple years ago?" "Shor's high seat stands empty; his mien is too bright for mortal eyes." "Can other people sit in his throne?" "No. That much is certain," Tsun replied. "So if I put my big dark ass in that throne and don't get violently disintegrated or whatever, I'm either Shor in mortal form, which is the Nordic aspect of Lorkhan, or I'm some kind of avatar. Or maybe I'm like Alduin is to Akatosh. Food for thought. You boys have your spar, I'm gonna go sit down and have a drink. We walked a long way," I said, casually walking toward the hall. The EW and Tsun looked at each other, then look at me as I slowly walked away. "Do you want to watch this, or?" The EW asked. "I was ordered to keep watch by Shor himself," Tsun said, "Short bout. I'm certain you'll do fine." "Dragonborn!" A few of the men called to me as I entered the hall. "Been a couple years!" I walked over toward Shor's throne and found Olaf One-Eye, Ysgramor and a couple people I didn't recognize. Jurgen Windcaller approached from the other side of the platform. "You die for real this time?" Olaf asked. "Of course not. I don't plan to ever die," I chuckled, "But hey, Ysgramor, I did that thing you asked. A good man is Harbinger and the Companions are no longer cursed by Lycanthropy, unless they want to be, of course. Also, nice haircut. Gotta keep it fresh." "Of course. Kodlak told me. I thank you. Please, eat and drink. Enjoy some reveling." "Oh, I intend to," I smirked. Olaf smiled back, "What did you have in mind?" "I imagine some of these men would enjoy my company," I said, "But also, I do wonder, why are there so few people here? Over ages there should be more, right? Even if Alduin did devour a lot of them." "Many warriors move on," Jurgen explained, "When we tire of this place, there's the option to move on to the Dreamsleeve like any other mortal, and be reincarnated." While we'd been talking, I'd grabbed a tankard of mead and had been moving towards Shor's throne. I must admit, my heart was pumping a little fast. Without warning, and to everyone's surprise, I just sat down. "What the...!" Ysgramor shouted. The hall grew silent, and all eyes were on me. "What?" I said loudly, "I just flew in from Skyrim and my arms are tired, or whatever." Olaf and Ysgramor blinked at each other, then they laughed. I drained my stein, then I said, "So I guess my theory is right, or there's nothing special about this chair." People went back to their reveling, taking little notice of me. The EW approached. "So we're in the Hall of Heroes. Go find your lady-friend," I said. He didn't need to be told twice. I decided I would sit there at least for the amount of time it took me to eat a solid meal and get a little tipsy. It didn't take much to beckon me from the throne. Seeing a couple of the men and a woman enjoying each other's company by the throne, I decided I would find a couple men to satisfy other hungers. I got up, downing another stein. I'd had enough of the dudes fawning over my ability to put my ass on a chair. So I put my ass in the air. It was easy to find takers, because, I mean, when you're dead you don't really have many inhibitions anymore, I guess. I swept the food off the table in front of me and just let them fuck me. Then another pair down by the pit. Finally I went and found my old buddy Tsun, seeking to scratch an itch. Honestly, he'd hit me deeper than any other man than I'd been with (except maybe Sanguine). Without words as I approached him, he stripped off his loincloth. I exclaimed, "Did you get bigger?!" "I doubt it. Absence makes the heart grow fonder, perhaps," the stoic statuesque god smiled, "Is it strange that now I know you're my old commanding officer - or perhaps some embodiment of him somehow, I'm even more interested?" "Strange? No, not really. A lot of people are attracted to me for my power, I think," I replied. He slid gently but firmly inside me. And gods, it was fucking huge, just like I remembered. He managed to hit back with only about half his length. "Oh... my gods... would you look at that... sky... fuck... do you ever get... tired of... Talos fucking fuck!" "Beautiful as the first day I walked into Sovngarde," he said. That went on for a while. Don't think I was up for a whole week of this at this point in my life. When I finally decided I would find Rehman, he was watching two women spar. He sighed as he watched the women trade blows, "I met with everyone in the halls. She's not here." "I guess, they move on to the Dreamsleeve from here and are reincarnated. Only the truly stubborn stay here forever," I explained. He shook his head, "Damn. I waited too long. If I'd just went and died like a real warrior, I'd have ended up here and I could see her again." I put my hand on his shoulder, "Sorry." "No, don't be sorry. If you'd killed me, I would've ended up here on my own for no reason. Now I can go back to Nirn. I owe you, Dragonborn," Rehman replied. "You can call me Destana, you know. Also, I'll take you back, but you should relax here for a few hours. I think I'm going to rest and go another round with Tsun," I smiled wide. "Oh, you fought him too? It was definitely a thrilling combat," the EW said. "Uhh... yeah. Quite the struggle," I smirked. After eating and drinking enough to burst several times over, and getting my brains fucked out half a dozen times, I decided it was about time to head home. "Did you enjoy the local culture at all?" I asked. He shrugged, "I did find a strong woman. One of the older ones. To be honest, it started with us speaking of Estrid. She was kind to me, showed me attention. It's been a while. I followed your lead, though not to the same level as you, and enjoyed myself. But she'll be moving on soon as well. I think it's time to go back to Nirn." I nodded, putting his hand on my shoulder again. Then I cast Teleport: Imperial City, putting us directly in the Imperial Palace. Jura was there, sitting on the throne, signing papers again. Feels like all he ever does anymore. "You know you could have a little fun with it. Being Emperor isn't all work you know," I said. He smiled, not looking up yet, "Girl, I've been on enough benders for ten lifetimes." When he looked up he said, "Look who it is. Finally decided to come see your dad, huh?" The EW sighed, "This one is very persuasive, and I had no choice in the matter." "Persuasive?" He asked. Then I proceeded to tell him the whole story. "Two Redguards in Sovngarde? Hoonding's spongy backside," he chuckled as he cursed. Then he said, "Well, what did you have in mind for fun, anyway?" "I'm pretty funned out, actually," I said. Probably be walking with a limp for a while, "I did have a proposition for you, though. How often do people make attempts on your life?" "Not as often as you'd think, but it happens," Jura replied. "Well, you don't have Calleius as a bodyguard anymore either," I added. "What are you suggesting?" The EW asked. "Maybe this could be your temporary gig, until we go to war again with... I dunno, whoever. I'm sure it'll happen eventually. There's not a lot of foes and bullshit to conquer in these peaceful times." "That sounds like an idea for now. Although..." Jura started, "High Rock's pretty dangerous. I've actually been meaning to send someone to the Western Reach to put Mynisera's mind at ease." "I've got a rapport with the Forsworn of the Eastern Reach," I commented. "These dudes are far far more zealous and brutal than their Eastern cousins." "I might be able to find you someone," I replied. I turned to the EW, "For now, how about it?" He shrugged, "Alright. But if you do go on any adventures that you think are dangerous, call on me. For now, I'll languish here." "And maybe you should think about searching out some of your other sons and daughters," I said to Jura. He looked at me flatly, "You're probably right." "Hey um, mom..." I turned to Runa, holding a BIG baby. "Think I figured out what the life waters do to kids," she said. "Kintyra grew a lot," I grimaced, then turned to Jura, "Hey, how long ago did I ask you about this guy?" "It was like, 5 weeks?" He replied. The EW commented, "We fought like two days ago, right? Dunno how long you reveled. No day/night cycle in Sovngarde." "Well time is weird in Sovngarde. Sorry if you missed any appointments or whatever," I explained, "But that baby grew to a year old in a few weeks."

Author's Note: Not a full entry, just wanted to drop a video of the thing I did not describe or show. May be a little rough, and is uncompressed so probably good quality. Group Therapy After Valenwood.mp4 Also, going to say I'm going to be gone for a couple weeks. (Next week and the week after). I'll probably be working on an entry, but it might be a little slower than usual.

Kim explores a forest alone that results in her being spit roasted by two horny Minotaurs, her tight juicy cunt and smart mouth defeated by their big cocks that produce highly addictive cum. The videos below are all of the same sex act with different angles for example the first video is unique in looking like someones point of view watching secretly from a far behind a bush. ? 1. Dual Mino Fuck In Forest (7KeysCurtain LoversLab) (1).mp4 2. Dual Mino Fuck In Forest (7KeysCurtain LoversLab) (2).mp4 4. Dual Mino Fuck In Forest (7KeysCurtain LoversLab) (4).mp4 5. Dual Mino Fuck In Forest (7KeysCurtain LoversLab) (5).mp4 6. Dual Mino Fuck In Forest (7KeysCurtain LoversLab) (6).mp4 3. Dual Mino Fuck In Forest (7KeysCurtain LoversLab) (3).mp4 If you enjoy my various Wild Life screenshot sets or prefer videos like these and want more let me know maybe you prefer different characters or sizes. Thanks for viewing! ^^

Hey, it's Destana again. The last entry caught me up with Runa, Fenrir and Damien. I did a lot of fighting and some sexual healing via the Sisterhood of Dibella. Damien and I met up with Fenrir and Valiana in Bruma after they'd been waiting there for a few days (and they fought off the siege a little bit). Point of order: I understand what Runa raved about when she said the Jerall View Inn was so good. Damien and I walked in on Fenrir preparing to soak. Apparently Sofia was sleeping in the airship. "So where's your friend?" Fenrir shook his head, "She said she'd be down in a few." We sat in the bath and Valiana walked in a few minutes later. She slid into the water... in her full armor. "Umm... hi. Are you Valiana?" I asked. "Yeah. Who're you?" She asked. "I'm Destana. These two's mom. Why don't you come sit down with us? Get more comfortable..." I said. "Nice to... meet you. You don't think it's unusual at all you're naked in front of your sons?" Valiana asked. "Not really. Nothing to be ashamed about. I breast fed them both until they were two," I said, "It's just a body, everybody's got one." She pursed her lips, "Huh..." Sensing she wasn't the type who liked to let her guard down, I left her alone as I went and sat with the boys. A moment later a naked and slightly on-edge Valiana joined us. "Hey Val, nice of you to join us," Fenrir said. "I know I saw you a couple days ago, but good to see you again," Damien said, "I do have something important to tell you, though." "What's that?" Valiana spat. "Well, I found your long lost daughter. She's the woman Fenrir came here to help out," Damien replied. "Who is it? Is it that Countess or Princess or whatever I've been hearing so much about? Rigmor?" Valiana asked. "No. Her name's Runa," Damien replied, "I have the records in my bag, back in the room." "Hmm," she folded her arms, "Not sure what I should say about it." "Eh, well, you didn't seem the sentimental type," Damien said, "Just thought I'd do something nice." "Speaking of nice..." I eyed Valiana, "You're really beefy." "Can't all be sticks," Val replied flatly. I smirked at her, "Might want to loosen up. No, I like beefy. Got some meat on your bones." "You like your new crown, don't you mom?" Fenrir asked. "Oh, yeah. I forgot I had it on," I said, straightening it, "Anyway, I suppose we could just chill here until Runa gets back or there's another attempt at a siege. Probably be another day or two. For now, I think I'm going to sleep a while. I always forget to sleep since I don't really have to. But it's a good way to pass time when you're bored. I guess I should also talk to Sigunn. I got up, and Damien followed. "So um, she's an interesting lady," Valiana said, "You said she's killed like 60 dragons? And that dragon-god?" "You don't know the half of it. I think she tries not to throw it in everybody's face, but she's a lot to live up to. She spearheaded the civil war, and did a lot of the legwork in the Skyrim-Thalmor War. She defeated the king of the vampires. She made peace with the Forsworn in Skyrim and put the King of the Reach in the Jarl's throne. I'd go on, but I don't think we have all day," Fenrir explained. Valiana blew some air out of her lungs, "Maybe if I keep hanging out with you guys I'll have a legend as big and meaty." Fenrir laughed, then Valiana returned a big hearty chuckle. "You may be right. From what the locals told me, Runa and Jura just recently fought a big existential threat to mortals. Even a small detachment of Thalmor got involved." "Thalmor? Ugh. I can't say I hate them as much as... well, I guess I don't like the Imperials or Stormcloaks. Present company accepted of course," Valiana smirked a little. It was rare for Fenrir to see the woman crack a smile and he enjoyed it. "Yeah, well. Times have changed a lot since Beorlin was one of the Stormcloak commanders. We always had people like Yngol and mom, but now a lot of the racist jerks have been pushed out. We're like a proper army, not just a rabble. I mean, look at me. I'm half-Redguard. There are a lot of Redguard and Imperial Stormcloaks. Same for Sialius' Legion in Exile," Fenrir explained. They smiled at each other, having completely moved past the awkwardness of seeing each others' naked bodies. Perhaps, that is what I intended. Somewhere between Sanguine's Debauchery and Dibella's Arts. "So what's the deal with that Legion anyway?" Valiana asked. "When the old Emperor was killed, also by my mom..." Fenrir started. Valiana blinked, "Talos's balls, man!" "Well it was the Elder Council's plot, and the Dark Brotherhood. Which Runa is the head of." Valiana scoffed, "You're awfully trusting, kid." Fenrir smiled, not sure what to think of this, "What can I say? I'm a sucker for pretty ladies." Valiana rolled her eyes and shook her head, "Continue your story." "Anyway, Ariel Sethius usurped the throne. They pretty much continued to bow to the Thalmor. General Sialius decided he had enough of rolling over and gathered his most faithful warriors into a new Legion and left Cyrodiil just as the Thalmor were moving to invade Skyrim. Of course, they were scattered at first. But a few individuals, one of them being Tyroni Calleius, urged Sialius to come and join forces with my mom and dad. Ulfric and Destana. Now that the war is over, this new Emperor business is boiling over. Sialius said he wants to stay in Skyrim with his Legion, but he came with mom and an army to help out with this siege. Of course, we'd already mostly handled them by then," Fenrir smiled. "Pretty proud of yourself, eh?" Valiana smirked again. Then she stood up. As she stood before Fenrir, he looked up, meeting her one good eye, rather than looking at her chest. "At least you're respectful, though," she said, then walked out. Fenrir sighed, sitting alone in the springs. "That didn't go well," I said to Damien as we both listened to their conversation from the Inn room via Clairvoyance spell. "Well, it's not as easy for everybody," Damien shrugged. "What can I say? I was raised in Gilane. Major shipping port in Hammerfell. We're exposed to different ideas from all over the world. I'm an open book because I read so many other people-books from all over the world even at a young age," I said, "At least, that's how I justify my nymphomania." Damien chuckled, "I want to say I don't need to hear about your sex-life. But I've known you long enough to know I'm never going to stop hearing about it if I continue to associate with you." From there, we waited a couple days and found out what Runa'd been up to, introduced her to her birth mother, and after a rocky start, They seemed to reach a level of understanding. I guess I can see the resemblance. Sofia became the Countess of Bruma. We all took a trip to the Imperial City (mostly, Runa and I both wanted to ride the airship). Runa, Fenrir and Valiana were planning to search for some Cyrodillic treasure, after dropping us off. Sofia came too, and we explained the situation and Jura just waved it off like, "Is everybody in agreement? Alright then, by Imperial decree I declare Sofia the Countess of Bruma." Runa grabbed Calleius and they went off to do something. Most the group definitely sidled up to her while they were talking to which she said, "Geez, everyone, give me some space!" Fenrir and Valiana left to take in sights of the city before they continued on. I proceeded to talk to Jura about his new position as Emperor of Cyrodiil. I tried to be official, wearing a crown and a dress, but I knew we were cut from the same cloth and formalities went out the window pretty quickly, much to the Chancellor's chagrin. "Your High Chancellor, he's no Ocato," I commented. "Yeah, but he's a very good administrator," Jura replied. "So you're onboard with the invasion still, right?" I asked. "Damn right I am!" Jura replied. "What do the Counts think? I've heard about all the maneuvering here. Think they'll just hear your plan and just say 'nah' and have you 'dealt with?" I asked. "I'd like to see them try," Jura said, and I smirked at him. He was definitely my father. He continued, "Whether they like it or not, there's a giant Sabertoothed Desert Tiger sitting on the throne now, and we're going to war. I can interest them with spoils, I guess. But also, there're a lot of people in Cyrodiil that are pissed with what Titus Mede did. I'm aiming to do all the things Mede and Sethius did right, while correcting where they went wrong. For example, I'm going to revive the idea of the Imperial Bank." "Ugh, sounds like a logistics nightmare. I may be a mage, but I don't like pedantic details," I replied. "It's actually quite interesting," Jura said, putting his mansplaining cap on, "If people can borrow money, they can afford to buy houses, build houses, start businesses. They can stick their neck out, and if they do well they can pay it back. The bank makes money, we have a new blacksmith, or whathaveyou. Positive sum, baby. Everybody wins. Also, banks can fund wars." I scratched my chin, "This idea has merit. Want me to talk to the Silver-Bloods and the East Empire Company?" "I already talked to EE. They're cold bastards, but they have the coin," Jura replied, "Consider opening a branch in Skyrim." "I'll talk to Thongvar about it," I said. From there we proceeded to talk about the specifics of the invasion, and I also told him all I'd learned of the layout of Alinor and Valenwood through my Arena forays. This took several days, and Jura's letters in regards to the White Gold Accord were sent with Damien's help - directly to the leaders of the nations. When we were ready, Damien and I flew Sofia back to Bruma, and we teleported back to Skyrim. "So what're you going to do?" I asked him. "Probably going to try and contact Solaire," he replied, "And of course, going to go see Bris and Sini." I raised an eyebrow, not wanting to pry. He really didn't seem very happy about that prospect. "When you go to Sky Haven, could you tell Inigo the good news?" I asked. "Of course." I thought to myself I wasn't sure what I wanted to do at the moment. But I was in Falkreath. Riften wasn't far. I took in a night flight to the Rift, wanting to feel the cool evening air instead of instantly moving to the place I was going. I visited the Thieves' Guild, and realized a lot of the old regulars were moving on, letting a new generation move in. And it made me a little sad. Delvin had long been a property owner, which gave me an idea. I decided I'd clear out my mailbox at Honeyside and put the house up for sale. Or rent. When I walked in, three ruffians were waiting for me. All Dunmer, all wearing inconspicuous leather armor. Without word, they attacked. But they were amateurs. I searched their bodies. Two of them were carrying notes with the official seal of a Morrowind house on them. "The afore-mentioned personage has been marked for honorable execution in accordance to the lawful tradition and practice of the Morag Tong guild," I read. The names, 'Destana Stormblade,' and 'The Nerevarine,' were on the two notes. "Huh," I said to myself. Their tracking skills were impeccable. Either that or this was the first place they checked. Guess they figured they'd get a two for one with this job. I thought for a minute and remembered Runa said the Morag Tong had been re-established before she left for Cyrodiil. But that was years ago in Morrowind and they'd supposedly been flattened by the Dark Brotherhood. Of course, the DB also supposedly been snuffed out but they were stronger than ever. But another question: was this a response to Jura's letters? Outright assassination attempts? Guess they're not onboard. I figured I should probably tell the Nerevarine. And since Iona was no longer here, but with the Blades now, I didn't have anybody I could just ask to clean it up. "I'll do this later," I said. I teleported to Highreach and told the Nerevarine that he might need to fend off more assassins soon. Then I talked to Thongvar Silver-Blood about the whole bank idea. With an eerie glow to his eyes, he said he'd be happy to spearhead starting up the operation. Since I was in the area, I decided I'd visit Solitude. I didn't really have a reason, other than I didn't want to go search for the Gray Cowl of Nocturnal yet. And as I was walking up to the Blue Palace I noticed one of the old buildings had had their outside wall knocked down and a gate had been mounted since a few days ago when I was last here. I opened the gate and realized they'd been doing renovations to the interior of the building for a while. "Dragonborn Gallery, eh?" I figured that was as good as an invitation to just walk right in and see what this was all about. Inside was a small hallway that opened up into what looked like a much larger museum. An altmer man inside walked over to me. "Excuse me, can I help you? The museum is currently closed until further notice," he said. I decided I wouldn't play any of my many fame cards just yet. I folded my arms, "So this is supposed to be a museum, opening soon? Is there something I can do to help?" Not really realizing who I was, perhaps new to the country, he said, "Well, you do look the adventuring sort... Perhaps you can. You see, we are in need of a vast array of relics to display here at the museum. I'm afraid the mercenaries and treasure hunters I've hired thus far have proven to be more trouble than they're worth. Perhaps I can give you a chance, however. If you can bring me a few artifacts I'm looking for, I'll pay you for them. If you prove successful, perhaps we can discuss some other opportunities I may have for you." "Sure. I was looking for a diversion," I said. "Excellent. Well, first and foremost I'd like to get my hand on one of the Sixth House Bell Hammers of the house of Dagoth. One was stolen recently by some bandits held up in Broken Helm Hollow. And there's Denstager's Ring, stolen from a local collector by the Silent Moon Bandits. It's likely still in their hideout west of Whiterun, if they haven't fenced it yet that is. And lastly a small shipment of Akaviri relics was on its way across Skyrim bound for Markarth. There was a Jade carving amongst them. The cargo men were summarily fired when we realized he sold some of the merchandise to some Forsworn." "Alright. Be back in a bit," I said. I teleported to Markarth first. I just flew to the nearby camp that the curator'd mentioned. I dropped down, walking right into the camp. "I'm warning you, back off!" One of them shouted. I'd been approaching from the back and noticed they weren't shouting at me. A stormcloak was approaching on his own, foolhardy, with weapons drawn. I was caught between two factions I was part of... but obviously this man was being an idiot. I walked into the tent and grabbed the jade statue. When I came back out, I realized the Stormcloak had killed one of the Forsworn, and one of the others'd killed him. I sighed. I was about to teleport to my next destination - a dick move to be sure, but I decided not to. Damien'd shown me the Resurrection spell at some point in time, which worked as long as the body was intact, and only if they'd died in the last few minutes (depending on the magicka you wanted to spend on it). I resurrected the Forsworn first. The tribe was very thankful and I flashed the Jade statue as I was flying off with the Stormcloak body over my shoulder, "I'll take this as payment!" About a mile down the road I set him down and cast Resurrection on him. I let out a deep sigh. That spell was tiring, took a ton of magicka. "But, wha... where am I?" "Hey!" I slapped him, "Listen before you do another stupid thing. Stop attacking the Forsworn. They're our allies now." "Who are you to tell me what to do?" He asked. "I'm your queen, idiot. I've given you the gift of your life back. Don't squander it!" The Stormcloak blinked, "I can't believe it... I've always wanted to study magery, but I never got the chance. My brush with death has opened my eyes. Thank you!" I was already in the middle of casting teleport, to Whiterun this time. I simply flew to the gates of the city, and hovered for a minute. They'd really added a lot right outside the city recently. New homes, new farms, windmills. It reminded me of South Riften. So I flew to the Silent Moons Camp. {Destana Doing Treasure Hunting 1} I was happy to be by myself against hordes of objectively bad and not skilled enemies for once. I took to stealth. Moving from target to target, I slew the blond woman enjoying a water break in the first room, then slit the throat of an Argonian door guard in the second room. Then a shirtless man in the third room, looting a chest as I went. The hallway had an archer, and I heard the sound of an explosion in the nearby room. I took out my bow and shot him, waited for him to go for help, opening the door, then slashed him across the back. I grabbed the ring. Easy. But hearing sounds of people talking, I looked around, paranoid for a moment. Finally, when I exited, I opened the back entrance and found a gryphon flying overhead. I'd never seen a gryphon before (more of a High Rock, Hammerfell, Elswyer and Summerset thing). So I was compelled to see it closer. But as it landed I realized it was attacking a herd of red cattle and mammoths, who were with no giants. Wondering if my beast call would work, I ran up behind it as it was fighting and called, "KAKE!" And it didn't affect the Gryphon, but the aurochs and mammoths all flocked to my aid. As soon as it landed, about 100 feet away, they were on it. I lended a hand in killing it with my bow, but it was mostly the mammoth. Just as I was assessing the wounds of the peaceful creatures, throwing heals on them, the rest of the bandits attacked us. Probably returning from a hunt, or a mugging. The cattle and I fought them off handily, but when I was done I noticed a calf was dead. So I resurrected it. Got to remember this power when times are tough later on. From there I teleported to Riften after releasing the creatures from my service. {Destana Doing Treasure Hunting 2} I exited the gate and flew east up to the hidden cliff entrance of the bandits, Broken Helm Hollow. Finding an Imp outside, I stealthed past him. I continued in with stealth again, finding crude rattle traps that I walked around. In the main cave I found a large group of slavers and a captive wench. So, I guess, second objective. Even though the slave trade is mostly underground these days, these guys really never quit. I knew this was going to be a bit of a harder fight. And I was right. I shot the first one in the shoulder, but he came for me anyway. Then the whole group charged, instantly ready with swords and buff spells. I pegged a few with arrows before backing out to the passageway again. I hesitated, thinking such a large group would be prime targets for Elemental Bolts. But then I smiled, readying Black WInter. As they came around the corner a couple slashed me, but it wasn't enough to stop the long wind-up time. I blasted them to bloody ice shards. Still, three more had hanged back (the smart ones) so I reengaged with by bow, as not to risk hitting the wench in the corner with blasts. I traded a few arrow shots with their arrows and spells, then I used the pillar for cover to ambush them with my melee weapons. I actually had a bit of trouble with these guys - the cream of the bandit crop, even having to heal myself. With them all dead, I raided their treasure room and got the artifact. Then I freed the wench. Overall, a close one. But nothing I couldn't handle. "Help me!" She shouted. "Grab on. You're safe now," I replied, then teleported to Riften, where I handed her over to Shaed, the bard. I waved to Mjoll, then teleported back to Solitude to turn in all the artifacts. "Phenomenal!" He said, "Very impressive. You're certainly more than a mere treasure hunter. I am in need of a full partner of sorts. A person of your caliber who can dedicate themselves to uncovering more lost artifacts and relics on their own, while I continue my research efforts." He went on to describe a partnership where they give me a finder's fee, I let them hold on to artifacts. But you know me, long-winded people bore me. He also gave me a tour of the museum, as it stood. AT the end of his spiel I found myself in a different hall. "So, got anything else for me to find, right now?" I asked. "Oh yes, I have in fact been researching the location of an artifact of interest. If you have the time you could investigate it. I'll mark the location on your map," he replied. When I looked down I realized he'd marked Wolfskull Cave. I shrugged. It wasn't that far from Solitude, so I flew. When I landed, I found Vigilents of Stendarr finishing off a group of Volkihar Vampires. Eager to stop them, I stuck my nose into the fight. They took me as one of the vampires (which... I am a vampire, I guess) and turned on me to attack. {Destana Doing Treasure Hunting 3} These guys... were not the cream of the crop. I terminated them with extreme prejudice, taking their healthy supply of potions and gold. Inside, there didn't seem to be a soul, but I remembered the back exit was in the first room, so I just used my amazing jumping skills and skipped the entire damn dungeon. Emerging in the underground city, I found... the same swirling purple light I'd found last time I was here! Another group was trying to summon a great, ancient evil here! I snuck up to the drawbridge and looked at the distance. Not even my jumping could bridge that gap. Though I might've gambled with Whirlwind Sprint, I decided I would just fly. The cultists were wrapped in their ritual, so I floated over. But they saw me when I plugged the ritual master with an arrow, so I jumped down the stairs of the tower and found a Draugr Scourge there, shouting at me. I pursed my lips, "Good idea!" I turned and stepped back to the top of the stairs to all the mages throwing up their armor buffs and blasted at least four off the top of the tower with, "FUS - RO - DAH!" They were most certainly paste on the structures below. The ritual master resisted, but was still staggered, and I laid into him. Him and his one necromancer didn't pose much of a threat. I grabbed the book off the altar, fought off the annoying Draugr Scourge as he finally came up the stairs, then looted the ritual master for the artifact. A Bloodworm Helm, originally held by Mannimarco. Realizing dozens of draugr were now waking up below, I said, "Fuck this," and teleported back to Solitude, my job done. What a day. It was starting to get dark outside. I made a stop in the Blue Palace and told Falk I'd taken care of a dangerous group of cultists in Wolf Skull Cave again. You know, the usual. The curator was nowhere to be found. I decided I would offload some of my random artifacts, though I had no intention of cleaning out my bag, that was full of years worth of priceless things. I threw the three Elder Scrolls in my possession in the gallery. After all, what could go wrong just displaying them there for everybody to see? I walked around looking for the man for a solid while. Eventually I decided to wait until morning. I teleported to Highreach, had a break for a few hours, then teleported back in the morning, handing him the helm. I knew Damien would want to see it, so I made a mental note to tell him about it when I saw him next. With it getting late, I decided I would head back to Highreach for the night. When I teleported in, Thongvar was waiting for me. "Your highness, I've got the banking system figured out after talking with the EE and the Empire. And what do you know, people are excited about being able to buy and build new property. You might notice a lot of new 'For Sale' signs all over the place, because people think they can actually sell their property now." "That's cool," I said, noncommittally, "You did that pretty fast." "I can definitely move coin. One of my specialties," Thongvar smiled. I went to sleep to stave off my need for blood, though I did also drink one in the morning. Figured I'd be okay for at least a few days. I headed back to Solitude that morning, but the curator didn't have any leads for me, so I took a stroll. I did find a lot of new deeds. The Winking Skeever was on sale for 100k! Some people's houses were on sale too. And wait... hold on! I had almost passed Thongvar's house, but there was a for sale sign. And not the 'you buy the house you live in the house' kind. The 'you buy the house the tenant pays rent kind.' Turns out mister rich guy didn't own his own house. The Jarl did. I walked right up to Elisif and threw down a sack with 15,000 gold in it, "I want to buy Erikur's house." Elisif shrugged, "Sure. Hand the coins to Falk." I turned to him, and he was wearing a nice new blue tunic. "Looking good, Falk," I handed him the coin. I walked back to the sign, ripped down the notice and wrote my own. Weekly rent: 1100 gold. I cackled with glee. I walked back into the Blue Palace. Erikur was just walking out as I was walking in. "Hey, guess what?" "What do you want?" He barked. "You're never going to guess what I just bought," I smiled. "I've had just about all I'm willing to take from you. What is it?" He asked, even more angrily. "I just bought your house from the Jarl. Your rent is 1100 gold, due weekly," I smiled. "But... but my family..." He growled. But he knew he couldn't do anything. I turned to the dais and waved at Falk. A Stormcloak guard, thinking I was waving at him said, "Dragonborn... it is my honor to stand before you. Whatever you need, just say the word." I smiled at the guy, then said to Erikur, "You could learn a thing or two from this guy." Then I turned back to the guard, "I don't need anything, buddy. You're doing a great job." Having had enough fun with the joke, I decided I would get serious and actually buy some real estate that could make me money. I checked my bag, "About 220K. And I have 100 more tucked away at home. That's enough to buy a few things." I shrugged, maybe thinking one of the mines that'd been taken over by bandits would be a good place to start. There was a big old one north of Riften: Echo Deep Mine. I teleported to Riften and as I was walking out of town I found a group of bandits attacking the guards, which I helped. These bandits seemed pretty organized and tough. They managed to kill one guard, though I bit the bullet and resurrected him. "Where do you think their base is nowadays? Now that we hold most the forts," I said. "Probably Echo Deep Mine. They say it's rich with resources, and deep," the guard replied. So I flew to Echo Deep. I entered with the utmost stealth, but I found there was a HUGE number of bandits patrolling the entryway. At this rate there was no way for them to not see me, so I blasted them with Unrelenting Force and laid into the first. A mage in the back blasted me with fireballs and I knew this was going to be a tough battle. Outside, their sheer numbers and power overwhelmed me. I figured out who'd they been looking for: a Minotaur interloper. I thought they were extinct, but perhaps not. Once their focus was on me, they forgot about him. I was brought down by two mages focus firing me (literally). I'm strong, but I'm not invincible. I was able to kill a few, but there were a lot more. Destana Gets Destroyed by Bandits.mp4 Stripping off my clothes, they piled on, doing what they wanted. This seemed to be the nerve center for all the bandits of the region, maybe of Skyrim, because these guys were well trained. Once they started having their way with me, the Minotaur seemed to side with them, and my eyes grew wide when I wondered if he wanted a piece. The bandits thought they were being rough. They thought I was going to be destroyed by this treatment as they took turns on me. They didn't know me. I'd had worse. My body glowed red as they touched every inch of my body, as they forced their way into my orifices. When they'd all finished, they dropped me on the ground, and one of them clobbered me on the back of the head. I wasn't conscious for the next part, but I could feel their energy pouring into me, killing them and filling me with life and knowledge. I woke up what seemed like hours later. All their bodies were gone, and I was fully dressed. I blinked and surveyed the scene around me. Did the minotaur kill the woman (who would've been alone), then take all their bodies off to where he lived? Did minotaur eat humans? It was worth figuring out. I found a bear cub hanging out with a saddled but not tied-up horse (probably belonging to the bandits). I took a deep breath and let it out. I actually felt stronger, like I'd rested all night in only a couple hours. But I didn't like how I got there. And there was no 'For Sale' sign or anything, but that was to be expected. Maybe I needed to kill everything in this mine. In the most painful way possible. Just to be safe. I walked back into the mine, finding some of the guards had already been replaced now. As I snuck up behind the first guard he said something like, "Going to retire someday, buy myself a farm." I slashed him across the body, killing him instantly. {Destana Explores Echo Deep Mine} This time as I pushed forward I was very careful, killing from stealth. No way I was going to engage such a huge group again. I went on terminating them with extreme prejudice. Beheading, blasting, nothing was off the table. And I found they had their own command structure: spymasters, chiefs, mages, warriors, etc. And they were even using paper money! Which I stole, of course. When I got to their Bandit Chief, he fought me alone using a quarterstaff. And he was very tough. When I checked the chest behind him it had several piece worth thousands of septims, some extremely rare spells, a very nice greatsword, a pair of Vampire boots... I looked at them, "Talos fucking shit!" They had 9 enchantments on them, each an extremely high amount. I did some mental calculations and figured, "These are worth like 180K by themselves." They were worth so much I doubt I could even find somebody to sell them to. I continued on and found a Dwemer Ruin, but when I reached the bottom, there were a bunch of destroyed Dwarven Centurions and I found nothing else I could do. So I looted everything I could and left. I found no way to buy the mine, so I just teleported back to Riften. I High Alchemy'd a lot of the stuff I had (including all the paper money), but then I also asked the fences if they could find a buyer for these boots I'd found. They pretty much all had the reaction I did - abject shock. "I don't care if you get full price from it. 50k, maybe?" I asked. I knew if I used High Alchemy on the boots they'd give me like 100 gold, for the base price of the boots. But these things were made by an enchanting master of a bygone era. What I don't understand was why the bandits weren't using them?! Tonilia said she might be able to get a buyer. But I'd probably see them again. To which I countered, "Well, then we're going to be selling them again!" She laughed. I figured it was time to get serious and go to the next step of the Cowl. I stopped in at Warmaiden's and the Bannered Mare in Whiterun and bought them. Also, Radiant Raiment in Solitude. Then I looked at how much gold I had left. "OOF," a little part of me died inside, until I realized I needed to High Alchemy all the old crap that was lying around, which put me at about 14K. Which was enough to survive. I stopped at the Winking Skeever and took all the 'kill bandit leader' 'kill monster' ads on the Notice Boards outside. Then I scooted off to Falkreath to find the entrance for the Grey Cowl expedition. I flew into the mountains. There was a fairly easy two lever operation which involved a lot of doors that opened two gates in my way, but I also could've just flown over the gate, I guess. I pulled the levers and walked inside to find a bust of the Grey Fox in a long passage. I touched it, and the eyes glowed, lighting up a pillar of purple light on a raised dais before me.

Hey, this is Destana. I think I'm going to compile stories I'm not there for again today. We finished our victory party (the army was also celebrating down in Haven with the locals). And I addressed the command group in the morning. "Good morning. I can see you're all pretty tired after two battles and partying all night. Anyway, good job everybody. I'm not one for big speeches like Ulfric. We're going to meet off the coast of Alinor in about a week. See you on the fifth of Rain's hand. Also, King Silverhand told us about a few Ayelid ruins I missed. I'm a dungeon connoisseur but I figured I'd let you guys have your pick if you want," I said. Runa responded, "Yeah I'm kinda tired, gonna rest until we get there." "Sounds like fun, I'm in," Fenrir said. "I used to crawl dungeons in my mercenary days. Sure," Tusselle replied. "And me, Roheisa!" She said, wanting to be noticed. "I'll go too," Damien said. "Bro, of course you'll go because Tusselle's going," Fenrir said. "Don't you have a girlfriend?" Damien remarked. Valiana raised an eyebrow, not really knowing what was going on, "Leave me out of this." "Don't you have a wife?" Fenrir retorted. "Hey assholes talking about me like i'm not here: I think I'm to go with Roheisa," Tusselle said, mildly annoyed. I chuckled under my breath then said, "Hilarious." "And I thought Runa had relationship problems," Calleius said from the alchemy station. "Kids these days," Jura said next to him, trying his hand at enchanting. Most of them headed out with the fleet. Only the four dungeoneers stayed, and I stayed with Valiana and the cats on the airship to ferry them across when they were done. We set down Tuss and Ro near Elden Root to a dungeon named 'Laeloria.' Tusselle grabbed a folding rowboat, as there seemed to be almost no horses in this country. They discussed tactics for a moment, getting familiar with each other's skillsets. "I punch people with a little magic. Good at stealth so I might wanna scout ahead," Tusselle said. "I'm greatweapon conjuration, also good at stealth, Roheisa said, "Be honest, did you just pick me so the boys wouldn't bother you?" "Boy is right. Maybe, but you're a quiet bird and I'm curious," Tusselle replied. "What's that like?" "What? Having men fight over you? Annoying. I'm sure boys love you where you're from," Tusselle looked her up and down. "Not really, they think I'm weird," Roheisa replied. "Nothing wrong with a little weird, little flower. Let's check the first one out." "I'd like to take point if that's all right," Roheisa requested. "Sure. In fact, I think I'll hang back and let you start." Roheisa led the way and found maybe a dozen dark rooms with a few chests and no monsters to speak of. When Tusselle caught up with her Ro said, "Essentially there's nothing here except a few chests and strange visual effects. It's almost like someone stopped midway through building this dungeon." "Damn. We should demand a second dungeon. But before that I think I want to punch some bandits." As I walked around the airship, bored out of my mind, I noticed Fenrir and Damien glaring at each other. Usually before they did a mission together they'd be joking around, having a meal, etc. But this energy was different. I decided I wouldn't bother them today and let them work through it. Honestly, all this over a sexual partner. Making a good case for free love here. We set them down near Balsquare. Fenrir and Damien looked at each other a moments then Fen said, "Look, where's going to need to work together at some point. So we may as well lay it all out. Not sure what your game is right now Damien." "What do you mean my game?" "I mean, you trying to have two women?" Fenrir asked. "Well, are you?" Damien asked as they entered the dungeon. "Up until recently, Valiana was giving me friend vibes but that all changed last night. As such, I decided I'd back off Tusselle," Fenrir said. Not to mention she may have had second thoughts regarding his age. "I mean you already slept with her," Damien said. Fenrir turned to face him, "Yeah, well, shoot your shot. But again, don't you have a wife?" Damien sighed, like he was setting down a weight, "We're not married. We're not happy. We rushed into things. We all make mistakes." Fen put his hand on his brother's shoulder, "You know you can tell me anything. We spent what, ten years in Oblivion together?" "Seems pretty stupid to bicker over something like this when you put it like that," Damien said, "Granted, you started it." Fenrir sighed, "You're impossible. I was just figuring out what you were trying to do, you brainiac! And I kinda give a shit about Tusselle so I didn't want her to get blindsighted by your secret family." "I kinda give a shit about her too," Damien said. "Oh, is the demon prince in love again?" Fenrir smiled. "Eh, not love. Something. Mind if I hang back here? Just call me if you need me," Damien replied "Yeah sure I guess," Fenrir replied, finishing up readying his gear, "You going to be brooding?" Damien chuckled, but he didn't give a response. This was a proper Ayeleid dungeon. And Fenrir made me proud, using his mediocre sneak and ranged attacks to lighten the skeletons up, then plopping down his Dwemer Autocannon when he had a few targets to deal with and using Umbra and shield when they got close. He was systematic and finally found a door to the lower levels. He found a key in the first room but continued forward and eventually found himself face-to-face with a horde of zombies and a Lich! "Ooh about time to call for Damien!" He ripped the scroll Damien'd given him and his brother teleported to his side. "A Lich?! Let's do it bro!" The half-daedra said with renewed vigor. He pulled two staves of Fireball out of his pack and blasted the undead in front of the boys to clear a path through the narrow hallway, and Fenrir ran in. He took cover behind a pillar and started to pick off zombies while Damien focused on the Lich. With Fenrir's first spray he managed to knock out three. "Whoops!" Fenrir said. "What oops!?" Damien asked. "They had a prisoner. I think you nuked him to hell!" Fenrir responded, reloading. "Or you pincushioned him!" Damien smiled, blasting the dais with fireballs. Fenrir seemed to be the major annoyance here, because the Lich kept casting in Fenrir's direction. "Yeah just focus on the other guy while I blast you to pieces!" Damien shouted. About this time the last zombie fell and Fenrir ran in with his Crossbow-Shotgun in hand. He blasted the Lich once from point blank, dropped it, and pulled out his sword and shield. Being an excellent distraction, this gave Damien the chance to aim a large blast from his own hand behind the Lich's head on the wall. The thing went down. "Why'd you wait until I ran in? I was staying back so you had all the room you needed to explode the thing," Fenrir said as he sheathed Umbra. "Meh, fireballs are fine. Low cast time. I keep getting interrupted when I try and cast the bigger spells," Damien replied, "The Lich was focused on me for the first half of that fight." "Fair enough," Fenrir said, ransacking the treasure. He went to the room he'd skipped and found a horde of slightly tougher zombies and something supposed to be 'Driders' but they were just spiders that summoned daedra somehow. But the daedra were all melee fighters, and also stupid. Fenrir took them down with his assortment of crossbows. "And that's it. Just out the back exit," he said. --------- Meanwhile Tusselle and Roheisa'd spent a little time killing bandits. And approached the third dungeon a little after nightfall. "Wasn't this an Imperial camp?" Roheisa asked. "Well, we're done here. They probably packed up already," Tusselle responded. As they neared, there was an eerie silence. Then it started to pour. As they approached, they noted the Thalmor bodies. And a huge, shadowy figure materialized between them. Without words, it took a swing at Tusselle. "Whoa, guard up Ro!" She said. Roheisa summed some skeletons to take on the giant, and Tusselle charged at the only living Thalmor - a mage. She decked it in the mouth, sending them on their back. By the time Tusselle got back to Roheisa the skeles were down and the girl was running away from the creature. Tusselle gave the thing an uppercut in the crotch, then another, and another. "Follow my lead just keep punching it in the balls... if it has balls," Tusselle chuckled. She delivered blow after blow to the thing, and it even started to try and back away and cast spells, but Tusselle was relentless. It even started to run away from her. Finally it got one off, and it looked like it was healed, good as new. Tusselle growled, "Oh come on." She chugged health and stamina potions and kept pummeling the thing. Eventually, it keeled over and died. "You alright?" She asked Roheisa. "I'm good," she replied, smiling sweetly. "Were these guys trying to summon or control that thing?" Tusselle asked as she looked through the Thalmor's corpses. Tusselle took point this time. And this dungeon was almost as much of a bust as the last one. It had a few corridors and skeletons to topple, as well as treasure, but it wasn't anything as exciting as Glenpoint (my dungeon) or Balsquare (the boys' dungeon). There was a strange blue light room she had to squeeze past some root to get to, but that was about it. Tusselle found Roheisa at the entrance when she was done. She'd run ahead with Celerity a few times and outpaced the girl. "We'd better meet up with the boys before they leave us here," Tusselle said, "That dungeon was almost as boring as the last." "Disappointing to say the least," Roheisa said. "They can't all be slam dunks. On the bright side the terror outside was fun to punch," Tusselle chuckled. They made their way back to the meeting site of Woodhearth via the waterways of Valenwood and had a quick ale before they found the boys, who'd been waiting there for hours. And Valiana and I (Destana) were sitting with them. "You guys ready to hit the road?" Tusselle asked, "It was nice doing some front-lining after so long, but Sialius is a mess without my natural organization system." I patted the seat next to me, "You guys should have dinner before we go." "We're probably going to sleep on the ship and head out in the morning anyway," Fenrir added, "The cats don't want to travel at night." Tusselle shrugged, "There's a neat dining area in the airship. I think I'll take mine to go." "It is getting a little crowded," Damien said. "Meh, okay," I said, "Sit for a minute while they pack up food." Tusselle sat between Valiana and Damien, and Roheisa sat between me and Fenrir. They each went over their dungeon experiences. "You guys did two dungeons, AND cleared out a bandit hideout?" Fenrir asked. "Well the dungeons were crap," Tusselle replied. The rest of us drank and ate for a minute in an awkward silence. Eventually, when I drained my tankard, I said, "Alright. I'm just going to come out and say it." "What?" Damien asked. "There's so much sexual tension in this group I could cut it with my dagger," I said. "What are you talking about..." Fenrir started. I looked around for the response. Tusselle drew her lips wide in a fake smile. Valiana pursed her lips. Roheisa blushed. Fenrir and Damien met glances, not sure what they should do, or what I was getting at. "I say all of you should just take some Skooma, have a sex party and be done with it," I said. They all looked at each other. Not necessarily saying yes, but not saying no either. "Are we really considering this?" Valiana asked, "I've done Skooma before. Not up there in my best experiences..." Tusselle looked around, "I know you both wouldn't argue with squishing my girl parts. The only questions here are if Val's okay with that part..." Valiana sighed, "Not like I own him. I've had a lot of sex. If it would make you guys happy, I'll participate." "Wonderful," I said, "What was your other question?" "If Roheisa's got the balls to participate," Tusselle smiled slyly. "Oh well, I'm not sure..." Roheisa murmured. "You don't have to if you don't want to," I said. "Nonsense. A girl like this deserves to be thrown around a little bit," Tusselle leaned forward and booped her on the nose. "To be honest, I thought she was like... sixteen or something," Damien said. For the first time any of them had seen, Roheisa's eyes returned a fury like the sun. "Yeah, me too to be honest," Damien added. "I'm twenty-two!" Roheisa slapped Fenrir. While everyone was reacting, she slapped Damien. They both blinked, looking to me and Tusselle for guidance. Roheisa had her hands over her mouth, and muffled, said, "I'm so sorry." After a long pregnant pause, Tusselle said, "So you're saying you're open to the idea?" Roheisa met eyes with her and started to giggle, then we all laughed. When we stopped, I said, "Alright. So. Meet me in the dining area of the airship in two hours." When I recalled back to the airship after my wild flight to Elswyer, they were all sitting at the table, waiting for me. "Alright. So none of you are getting cold feet?" I asked. They looked at me intently. I set down two small bowls. "The first one is actually pure, safe Skooma. The second one is a natural aphrodisiac," I said, "I'm going to be your handler so none of you get hurt. Skullcat offered to help. So naturally I picked the other cat to help, since Skullcat is a hopeless addict." The kids looked at each other for several seconds. During the next few days we searched for the fleet, though it took us a while to find them. The ships had stopped off in Daggerfall to resupply. Transport ships from Anvil pulled into port after them and the men once called 'Ariel Sethius bandit army' loaded back up the ships with men and replenished the forces we'd lost. It was a quiet night on the first of Rain's Hand when the sailors pulled the mooring lines and shoved off. At dinner, Jura and Casius Varon got to talking about the Great War, finding they'd just missed each other a whole host of times, but had never actually met before Casius' pirate days a couple months ago. Callieus sidled up to Jura, "Sir, I would like to make a request." "Yeah?" Jura asked. Calleius looked over to Casius, who served as the Admiral of this fleet. Then he said, "I was wondering if I could have the night off. Runa and I barely got the chance to see Daggerfall." Jura shrugged, "Don't think I'm going to get attacked? Now would be the perfect time, after we pulled out of Daggerfall. If it were me, I'd stowaway on the ship. Or take a rowboat out of High Rock. Of course, we have Galahad to heal me if need be. Go ahead." Calleius walked off with Runa. Casius chuckled, "You're awfully nonchalant about it. The last real emperor was killed by an assassin. On this very boat, infact." "Oh, I thought this looked familiar. Did you manage to catch the Katariah?" Jura asked. "Yeah. They ran from port as soon as Titus Mede was killed, thinking they'd get blamed," Casius replied, then he stood from his meal, "If you'll excuse me, I've got some business to attend to." Emperor Jura nodded. It was late. Nobody else worked this late. Jura eyed the plate for a moment, "Casius!" The Count turned, "Yes?" "You said you were ravenous. But you barely touched your slop," Jura said. "Not very appetizing," he replied. "I think you're hiding something." Casius sighed, "How are you so damn perceptive?" "Part of my charm, I think." "I was going to Runa's room," Casius replied. "With Calleius? Wow. Did not predict that. You do know..." Jura said, "Nevermind. If you don't know, you'll figure it out. Make your own judgments." "Thought you'd react a little worse to that," Casius responded. "Meh. You're all adults. Though... you're pretty old," Jura replied. He stood up too, "You know, I think I'm going to my room. This isn't very appetizing." The cook scowled at both of them as they walked out. Jura sat down at the Katariah's desk after passing a skeleton crew worth of night watchmen. He shuffled through papers, maps, plans, etc. Then he let out a big sigh, taking his coffee mug into his hand. He used his skills in Destruction to heat up the mug as he held it. "Might not be as good as fresh, but the staff's already had to put up with me enough tonight," Jura muttered, thinking he sometimes preferred doing everything for himself like a normal human-being. He sipped the awful coffee for a few minutes, looking out the back window. In the silence of the night, Emperor Jura heard a scraping, then a clicking of the door in front of him. No normal person who holds a key takes that much work to open a door so quietly. "And once again, I prove Calleius the fool. I told him you can't stop the Thalmor from trying every underhanded tactic they can. Never could." "Don't be shy. You haven't come this far just to stand there staring." The elf woman slowly walked toward the desk and finally asked, "You're expecting me?" "Sure I was. Sooner or later. You and I have a date with destiny. But that's how it is with assassins and emperors, am I right? C'mon, come closer. Take your prize." She smiled. She'd never heard of an Emperor going down so easy. No guards worth reckoning. No defenses. He wasn't even wearing his armor. This would be easy. She walked around the desk. "But first, would you honor an old man's request?" The elf laughed loudly, spitting at his request. Not a chance. She drew his dagger and thrusted it towards Emperor Jura. "You first," the old Redguard smirked, "What?" She replied, and with a flash, Jura gripped the elf's hand. There was a loud crack as her wrist twisted the wrong direction. The dagger clanked to the ground and Jura threw her bodily across the room. She flipped over and her stomach hit the table to Jura's left. He reached down and got his sword and shield off the ground under the desk. "How dare you..." she choked out as she rolled onto the floor, headfirst. Jura slashed her across the side as she rolled to her feet, then he did a fierce downward chop across her body, activating his sword's enchant and flinging her again. This time she slammed into the small table near the door, her spine cracking out of place. Jura looked down at her writhing form, "You remind me of someone. Damn shame it had to end this way. You were on the wrong side today." Then he stabbed her in the chest and her writhing stopped. He dragged the body toward the back door to dump it in the sea, but his chamber was rocked by an explosion. "What the hell??" "We're under attack!" A distant shout went out. Jura slipped on his armor and ran to the source, and found Runa with several dead Penitus Oculatus. "Sorry, I... couldn't protect these men. The Thalmor attacked. Hit and run," Runa growled. "Where'd they go?" Jura asked. "Calleius and Casius ran after them, that way!" She pointed. Jura rushed to the deck, but whatever had been, was now over. Fires were being put out. "What happened? Damage report!" Casius shouted. "I was attacked by an assassin," Jura said, then he cut them off, "I'm alright." "They made their attack, then they ran," the watchman said. "What did they want besides to kill me?" Jura asked. The sun was starting to rise. Calleus joined the group, "Sir, I think I know. They blew a hole in the other command ship." "What else?" Jura asked. "They took General Sialius. Ulfric Stormcloak is badly wounded." Galahad walked on deck, cradling Ulfric, "I don't think even I can heal him here." "Can't you resurrect people?" Jura asked. "Yeah. Listen. We're about fifty miles off High Rock. I'm going to take Ulfric and get him to a team of Restoration mages who can do far more than I, faster," Galahad said, "I will sustain him while I travel." "Travel? It's open ocean!" Jura replied. Galahad unfurled a large pair of feathery wings, "Don't ask questions. There's no time." And he was off, Ulfric's lifeless form in hand. "Bastards. Destana's going to be pissed," Jura said, then he turned to Calleius, "Son, this is your lucky day." "I don't feel very lucky," Calleius said, "They caught us with our pants down." "No, I mean. You're getting a spot promotion. General Tyroni Calleius. Find Quintus, tell him to take Sialius' seat. Take charge of your men, get everything in order." With a heavy heart, Calleius nodded, "Yes sir." And the Youtube Videos:

The download link is all 3 sets of stories together, in order. They are in several word(docx) and Open Office(odt) files with pictures. Use "Web View" to see it properly. I had these in a blog but all the links broke. Correct read order is BE-TP, BE, Blackreach Experiments. It should be in proper order in the zip. Files are docx and ODT: http://www.mediafire.com/download/uu4fpcataf5msng/BE_+_TP_+_HW_-_Full_Story_-_With_Pictures_-_All_Parts.7z Files as ODT: https://drive.google.com/file/d/1N1Q5Pury7mFLObnIvWKOeo-pg8njWPTQ/view?usp=sharing My image hosting says it only saves for 6 months so I didn't want to lose the stories. I made a version with all files in ODT form. I don't have Word at present and I prefer Open Office anyway. Other than the file format, and some typo fixes, they're the same.

I have an idea for a smaller, perhaps even less demanding MOD. For someone skilled, the creation of this mod will be a matter of few tens of minutes. description: Start quest: The courier will deliver a message in which Jaral offers you the job of a prostitute at a party. Your job will be to satisfy thirty ( or other number ) guests. As soon as you serve the guests, you will pick up the reward for the jaral. Jaral offers you more money when you make one more task for him. Task will be to let himself roast on a spit. He tells you, after roasting, the necromancer will revive you again. There could be two possible endings. bad: The jaral does not keep the word, and after the baking, the guests eat you (only the skeleton will remain) good: After roasting, the necromancer will revive you, and jaral will give you your reward If anyone seizes it, of course, MOD can adjust to its own ideas and add something extra Take it as an idea, just for fun

View File I made this one a good while back, but never really finished it. Though it currently has 5 group poses and that's probably good enough to share, so I figure I'll do that, and if I ever actually get to finishing it, I'll update this one. Anyway, to use the poses put a number of teleporter statues in the same spot, number dependent on the pose in question (5 for poses 1 and 4, 7 for poses 2 and 3, 4 for pose 5) . Each individual pose has a short description of it, so you should kind of know what's involved, also check out the screenshots. You need Andrew's Pose Player and the Teleport Any Sim mod to use these, get them from here http://sims4studio.com/thread/2617/andrews-studio Submitter mrrakkonn Submitted 05/01/2018 Category The Sims 4 Requires Pose Player and Teleport Any Sim  

Swingers Beach - Nopales View File Welcome to The Sims very first swingers beach! - The lot is composed of 2 areas - The VANILLA AREA, on the left side: Here you will find a bar a chill beach area and toilet/shower area for your Sims to get clean after some (family friendly) fun at the beach. The XXX AREA, on the right side: Here your Sims can indulge in all of those guilty - X-rated pleasures every swinger craves for! You can either dance at the club area (no dress code... well, no clothing required at all!) get a massage (things escalate kinda quickly), dive into the Jacuzzi or have tons of sex in the beach alongside other likeminded couples! I HIGHLY RECOMMEND (although it's not compulsory) to place this lot in Sulani at the location marked below: ⬇️⬇️ in order to enjoy this lot at its fullest! ___ -LOT INFORMATIONS- LOT SIZE: 40x30 LOT TYPE: Beach CC USED: you will find them INCLUDED in the. Zip file you are going to download. -CHEATS USED- BB.MOVEOBJECTS and BB.SHOWHIDDENOBJECTS -GAME PACKS/EXPANSIONS I OWN- - Get to Work! - Get Together - Dine Out - Spa Day - Get Famous - Island Living - StrangerVille HOW TO INSTALL: - Download the File and unzip it if zipped (I don't even remember myself); - Put the Tray files inside the Tray Folder located into The Sims 4 game folder (Documents>Electronic Arts>The Sims 4>Tray); - Start the game. - That's pretty much it. Easy, innit!? As I always say: You can do it! I believe in you! I highly recommend you to use Whicked Whims (I bet you have it already installed, haven't you). TROUBLESHOOTING: - If you find any "DS_store" file among the downloaded files, DO NOT INSTALL THEM. Those are NOT harmful for your computer, but they won't let you install the lot. The only files you should paste into the game are: 1) The tray files located in the "Tray" folder (which are the files ending in ".blueprint", ".bpi" and ".trayitem"); 2) The CC files located in the "CC" folder (which are the files ending in ".package". Welcome to paradise Welcome to NOPALES - SWINGERS BEACH ___ Before you Install, take a look at my other lots: Submitter nylonix Submitted 07/13/2020 Category Lots Requires all required CC are included into there .Zip file