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SETBACK AUTHOR'S NOTE
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ADRENALINE AUTHOR'S NOTE
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FORTUNE AUTHOR'S NOTE
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Chapter Three Act Seven: The Last Sermon (Part 1 of 3)
AltNameByeee posted a blog entry in The Frost of Ages
Hey guys! Welcome to Act Seven! So these next three parts together create the final act of Chapter Three. I do recommend catching up on previous parts before reading, as this is where the first "arc" comes to a close. Also, remember that weird issue with Gerruck's eye missing? Well I couldn't fix it. So it is still here for now. This part, and part 2, will be the last times though, I promise! Let's begin. Previously on: The Frost of Ages Act Seven Index: -
The Great Miyu Miyu is back with some new stuff i'm really sorry for the wait and disappearing for a few days i was just busy with some stuff and also working on something new which will come in the future possibly as fast as i can finish it anyways here is ♥ Sasha ♥ Sasha and Misha are sisters born into a broken family and with the war raging on The 3 Sisters found their own ways in life unlike Misha's strength,straight forwardness and brute force Sasha prefers the finer challenges in life.Exceptionally talented with swift hands and her innocent looks she cleaned out pockets and her enemies before any could point her out. Leader of the present day thieves guild she dominates the Rift. Q and A: Q: Where were you for the last 3 weeks? A: Blame DE. Q: Why you didn't leave any updates to your whereabouts for the past few weeks? A: Blame DE. Q: Why isn't the story complete? i want to see the bondage women from the teaser from last entry. A: Blame DE. Q: Miyu The Great Miyu you call your self great yet you cant count you said Misha and Sasha are sisters yet while typing you wrote 3. I think you shud go bek to elementary. A: yea Jimmy probably because i Baka Hooman. Q: I pointed it out still why you no change the 3 as mentioned above? A: Yes Jimmy i baka and lazy. Q: Can you make Nekomimi character? A: Yes jimmy i can. But i Lazy af and baka. Special Thanks to: Mr Shink THE MASKEL HOOMAN yuji Dae THE OPPAI DOLPHIN dal Jim THE BEACH my and Also you guys you amazing Hoomans who enjoy my work Cya later Yours Sincerely THE GREAT MIYU MIYU MIYU (Baka and Lazy Hooman) Ps: Is it me or the option to change text font style has been removed? or maybe i really am just baka!! FACEDESK
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Well, greetings there, dear traveler And welcome to the second season of the adventures of the well-known Co! What awaits them in the ill-fated city, drowned in vice and corruption? Will they overcome adversity or succumb to temptations? Will they meet new friends or find new enemies? Let's find out together! I wish you pleasant reading! ^_^ And special thanks to a special guests for this season Angela and Mercy by Agent Tex Your feedback, comments and ideas are always welcome ^_^ And have a nice day
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"That Armor is unreliable friend, take this instead." Part 1: http://www.loverslab.com/blog/407/entry-2461-shitty-armor-13/ Part 2: http://www.loverslab.com/blog/407/entry-2549-shitty-armor-23/ Hope you enjoyed another shitty story, thank you Nisetanaka, Someone, Diablo, and Koffman77 for making these sexy armors, can't wait for the next one. Which is part of the reason i made this now, i couldn't wait. PATIENCE IS NOT A VIRTUE!!! I will be taking a short break while i come up with the next story. The next one will try to be more of an actual story too rather than an excuse to show off sexy poses in armor, though that's fun anyways. Bonne Journee!
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What a mess! We were arrested in Riften and nobody told us anything about the charges against us, yet. I doubt we will ever hear about them. That's what I had learned during my last visits in imperial dungeons. Flashback, Pale Pass Fort, 6th of Sun's Height, 201 E4 Now, here in Riften, they take no chances with us. Even inside of the closed prison gates, we are kept in iron. And we will be dumped into some damp and dirty lice infested hole any minute now. Jailer: "This way, my ladies. If you please? I hope it doesn't make too many circumstances for you! Though there is no need to rush. We have plenty of time here." Really! They take no chances. Gagged and bound, all the way to the cell, whatever they call it here. The door gets locked behind us. Flashback, Pale Pass Fort, unknown day, Sun's Height, 201E4 Ciri: "mmmmmmmmm" "hmmph". Yes, me too. I wonder if they let us rot in here or just simply starve to death. Better, we sit down now and rest and try to conserve our strength. Time passes by ..... NOISE, a rattling key and some chains dragging over the rough floor. Guard: (clearing throat ) Guard: "First, the red vagrant!" I take a deep breath. Guard: "And now, the white one." I feel something wet trickling down on my arms and my back. Guard: ".. and back to our ill-bred Reddy here." I pass out. Some time later... ... I'm just wondering, what they will do next to keep us "entertained" ...? But, let's see it positive. We are not gagged anymore, and Ciri's hands have been unbound.
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The Jarl of Riften is concerned because of her peoples health and welfare. So nice of her. She really cares for even the smallest souls in Riften. She suggested that I ask someone some ethical "questions" and to convince him of a business alternative. I think that she gave me some very good guidance on the best course of action. Clearly she is not only a caring but also a wise leader And that's exactly what I will do! "Ciri, please wait here. The talking and ethical discussion could get a bit lengthy and boring." Is that the warehouse? Let's wait for nightfall... it makes "talking" so much easier. Blind and deaf? Did they have a taste of their own wares? I like it, when "talking" becomes a bit more initimate. Especially when it's an "ethical" topic. Having a business lunch is always a good idea to seal the deal. Thank you so much for your inspiring opinion. Now, I think I will have a look at your wares myself. Well? That was a nice evening so far, wasn't it? We even reached a common understanding and now share the same ethical ideals. Yes! Jarl Laila Law-Giver was really wise to insist on the "talking" approach. The people of Riften have so much to thank her for.
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Thank you Kokoro for showing me that…..Hooooooooooooooorrifying monster that I simply called a Demon Spider. Fuck those things, and fuck that Hallway I was in while doing that shot, it was fucking terrifying. Part 1 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6
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Everybody knows Riften is home of beggars, sinners and the great Thieves Guild of all Skyrim. There, the citizens are familiar with thievery and all kind of crimes, but this poor woman didn't expect to be caught. She was a beautiful redguard woman called Luna. She wandered all across Skyrim searching for gold and treasures, but despite all her efforts, Luna didn't find anything. She received a tip about a chest full of gems and gold inside The Bee and Barb Inn on the second floor, a gift from Maven Black-Briar. So she went, rented a room and waited until everyone were asleep. Then Luna entered the room where the chest was and opened it. There was nothing in that room... Nothing except an angry argonian and a surprised redguard. She tried to apologize, but the argonian was very angry and he wanted to punish Luna. . . . She was a bad girl... And now she will get a really bad punishment. ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~
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Chapter One: Restlessness
Exjordanary posted a blog entry in The Young Witch Who Wanted to See The World
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"The Hunter Becomes the Hunted" [bonus] Aria Bal belongs to Agent Tex. (http://www.loverslab.com/blog/293-the-child-of-darkness/) Part 1: http://www.loverslab.com/blog/407/entry-3179-the-hunt-begins-16/ Part 2: http://www.loverslab.com/blog/407/entry-3180-the-hunt-begins-26/ Part 3: http://www.loverslab.com/blog/407/entry-3181-the-hunt-begins-36/ Part 4: http://www.loverslab.com/blog/407/entry-3218-the-hunt-begins-46/ Part 5: http://www.loverslab.com/blog/407/entry-3219-the-hunt-begins-56/
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Trace Chapter Three: Innocence Previous Chapter: http://www.loverslab.com/blog/521/entry-3032-trace-chapter-two-voraciousness/ Next Chapter: http://www.loverslab.com/blog/521/entry-3034-trace-chapter-four-madness/ Story
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The Blackreach Experiments Part 14 - Full Set If you missed Part 13: Here ya go: http://www.loverslab.com/blog/148/entry-676-the-blackreach-experiments-part-13/ There will be a break in between the next set of stories. But hopefully not too long. What do yall think, should I continue these characters or do something new? Anyway, on to the story. Celes and Mani arrived at Riften. Only Celes entered since it probably wasn’t safe for Mani. “Okay, from what I learned, Celine was living here with her daughter but I didn’t think you had kids,” Celes said. “We don’t.” Mani was confused. “Something isn’t right. Last time I saw her, she was talking about a mistress and her eyes were glazed over.” “Hmm, she could be in some sort of thrall. They mentioned her daughter got a job in Solitude. Let’s head there next.” Mani agreed with Celes and they both set off toward Riften. **** About a day later, in Riverwood **** Celes and Mani decided to get some supplies before heading to Solitude. Mani was staring off toward the distance, “I’ve always loved this town. It’s so peaceful and relaxing.” “Me too. It’s one of the few places I can be in my mechanical form without people freaking out. You know, I think that…HURMPH.” Mani turned around and saw an assassin’s blade impaling Celes. Before he could react, the assassin tossed her into the water. He turned his attention to Mani and said some kind of spell. He couldn’t breath and his vision started to fade, then his world went dark. Mani woke in a strange house. He rolled over and saw his wife! “Celine! How did I get here? What are you wearing? Where are we? She crawled to Mani, “Darling, I’ve missed you. We’re in a replica of the house I lived in while Mistress and I stayed in Riften. Isn’t it nice?” “Dear, we need to leave. We can’t stay here.” “Sure we’ll leave but first, a present.” Celine handed Mani a necklace and insisted that he take off his shirt and put it on. He removed his shirt and put on the amulet to satisy his wife then he looked at her impatiently, “Now lets go. We need…to…what was I saying?” “I don’t know dear, you were not making much sense. Let me show you around the house.” “Yes dear, let’s have a look around.” **** Lake Ilunalta **** Arissa was flying over the lake when she noticed Celes washed up against the shore. She flew down and pulled Celes somewhere secluded. If she was careful, she could blame Alduin for her actions and maybe find some redemption. Celes looked up weakly, “Are you going ….to kill me?” Arissa replied, “I’m sorry for attacking you. Alduin corrupted me but I’m free of him now. I’ll get you somewhere safe.” Arissa laid Celes down gently. Celes looked into Arissa’s eyes and weakly said, “I need…. There is a place… Blackreach lab… so tired.” **** Sometime later **** Arissa found a lab in Blackreach. Hopefully it was the right one. It had two large glass tubes and lots of machinery . Celes eyes opened briefly and mumbled. “Inside…tube…sleep. Thank you.” She motioned to some buttons and pressed a few then Arissa placed her in the tube and she seemed to float and then stop. It was like time had paused for her. Arissa guessed it was some kind of stasis spell. She climbed into the other tube and joined Celes in her long slumber. **** A few months later**** Kiva had been using the Pelagius Wing for magical experiments. It was the perfect place to practice without being seen. Although, oddly enough, she always felt watched even though all the rooms were empty. “Was someone just here? Nah, it’s just my imagination,” Kiva thought. She turned her attention back to her spells. “I’ll rule this place before anyone has a chance to stop me. I have all this time in the world.”
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The Blackreach Experiments Part 10 - Second Chances If you missed part 9, it's here: http://www.loverslab.com/blog/148/entry-655-the-blackreach-experiments-part-9/ ***About 1 week after Celine summoned the Keeper into Nirn. **** They had taken the long way to Riften and were only now getting close. They decide to make camp for the night. The Keeper waved her hands and the tent set itself up. “Master, I have some questions. There is so much I don’t understand.” “That’s okay pet, you’re not meant to understand much. But what is your question?” The conversation didn’t really bother the Keeper, she had been human once too and to talk to someone, even it was someone in a magical thrall, was still nice on occasion. “Do you have a name? Something other than Master or Keeper?” The Keeper laughed, “Yes pet, I do have a name, although I haven’t used it a very long time. It’s Solmyrkva.” “Celine fumbled with the name, “Solmykiva…Solykvya…” “The keeper held up a hand. “Why not Kiva for short? But when we’re alone, it’s Mistress. Master seems odd.” Celine shook her head in agreement. “Okay, Kiva when we’re out and Mistress when we’re alone. Got it.” She was smiling ear to ear, overjoyed that her Mistress was happy with her. Kiva continued looking at Celine. “Pet, you said you had some questions? Is there another?” “Oh yes! I had forgotten.” Celine shifted nervously. “Well, you are all black and void-like. Why doesn’t anyone freak out when they see you?” Kiva stood up and went to the mouth of the tent. “Well, when I was a dragon priest, I was tricked by the ideal masters. My body was destroyed, and …this is too complicated for you. Basically, things in the Cairn can’t normally exist in Nirn and the ritual that bound me to Nirn caused me to look like this. However, normal humans just see me as a young girl. “This is normal humans see me.” Celine had a headache from trying to grasp it all. She also looked a bit sad. Kiva noticed her mood, “Pet, what’s wrong?” “I’m having trouble understanding. I used to be smart…I remember that.” Kiva consoled her, “You’re as smart as I need you to be.” Celine smiled, “Thank you Mistress.” Then she laid her head down and went to sleep. “Sleep well little pet. I have so many more plans for you but you have too many questions.” She called up a spell and blue fire filled her hand. She placed then placed her hand on Celine’s head. Celine let out a small sign. “Hopefully this is the last time I have to reduce your intellect.” Kiva stepped out of the tent and placed a protective shield over it. “There. No one will be able to see or enter the tent.” Then she went to a nearby village to ask about current events and plan her next move. Celine and Kiva resumed their trip to Riften. They arrived at the gate around noon. One of the guards stopped them. “Halt, before you enter the city, you have to pay the ta….” He squinted a bit before saying, “A kid and her mother. I can’t. Just forget the tax and go on in.” As they entered the city, a woman named Mjoll told them to be careful, that this wasn’t a good place for two young women alone. Kiva brushed her off and they walked around Riften for a long while. When night started to comem they headed to the inn. Kiva ordered some food and drink and the two enjoyed a nice meal. She noticed a couple of men kept looking over at Celine. “Looks like you have a couple of admirers pet,” she whispered. Celine blushed a bit but kept eating. “Oh, that gives me an idea,” Kiva said. She got up from the table and spoke to the two men. Celine was thoroughly confused. Then Kiva spoke to the innkeeper. She handed her some gold and the innkeeper pointed upstairs. Kiva led Celine to a bedroom. “Okay pet, this room is yours. I’ll be right downstairs. When you’re finished, I’ll join you. “Finished?” Celine asked. “Yes, pet. You’re about to have some company. Several hours later, the two men came downstairs and left the inn. Kiva joined a very tired and worn out Celine. “Good job pet. Now we’re 500 gold richer.” Celine tried to get up but passed out. Kiva was about to lay down until she noticed the condition of Celine and the bed. She locked the door with a spell and rented the adjoining room instead. 202 The next morning after a hot bath and breakfast. Kiva took Celine to a quiet spot by the lake. “I have some bad news,” she said. “Your husband Mani was found guilty of murder. Apparently, someone he was traveling with went on a killing rampage and Jarl Ulfric is blaming him since they can’t find the actual person.” Celine had been playing with the bones on Kiva’s armor the entire time. She hadn’t even processed the fact that Mani was in Skyrim as being noteworthy. “Mistress, I still love him, and I don’t want him to die, but I don’t want him to take me away from you either.” “Well, there is nothing I can do to get him out, but I could give you some time alone with him. Didn’t you tell me once that you wanted to have a child with him?” Celine nodded her head. “Well pet, I think you should. We’re heading to Windhelm. Lets go.
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The Blackreach Experiments Part 9 - Accusations You can read Part 8 here: http://www.loverslab.com/blog/148/entry-649-the-blackreach-experiments-part-8/ After meeting with Alduin, Arissa arrived at the Bannered Mare. “Just waiting for the dragonborn to showup will be so boring. There is just nothing to do in this city. It’s a trade capital, shouldn’t it be busier,” she grumbled to herself. She overheard Hulda tell Saadia that a man in strange armor was picked up by the companions. He had fought his way out of Blackreach and collapsed on the surface. “Hmm,” she thought, “this could be interesting.” She snuck up to his room to get a peak at the stranger. “Wow,” he’s not bad at all.” she thought. The man stirred in his sleep. “Celine…I’m sorry I couldn’t save you….” he mumbled. “Well that’s no good. I need some entertainment…unless…” Arissa readied a spell she had recently learned. If it worked, whenever he looked at her, he would see the person he loves most. She charged the spell and struck him with it. Sometime later, Mani woke from his sleep. “Is this the Bannered Mare? It must be. He walked to the indoor balcony connected to his room and looked out at the inn. Then he saw her! His wife, Celine, sitting in the corner enjoying a drink. He blinked and realized it wasn’t her but a blue skinned woman. Apparently she had caught him staring at her because she had gotten up and was coming toward the balcony. “Got a good look?” she asked. Mani looked down, ready to apologize but suddenly the woman looked like his wife. “Well, I’m waiting,” she said. “Uh ummm sorry dear. I mean, not dear…. for a second you looked like my wife.” “Well, someone is very forward. I’m really picky with my men but if you like what you see, then we can talk later.” She gave him a fiendish smile. “No, I really didn’t.. I mean, you… agrh. Forget it. Mani went down to speak to the woman. He explained that his he and his wife, Celine had been separated and he didn’t know if she was alive or dead. Arissa feigned sympathy the entire conversation. Mani straigtened in his chair “But the reason I am in Skyrim is to find the Dragonborn. All I know is there is a plot to kill him. I suspect the Thalmor so I need to find him and warn him.” Arissa sat up straight and immediately wondered, “How did he know of Alduin’s plan to kill the dragonborn?” She knew she’d have to learn more. “Sure, I’ll help you find him. I’ve been curious what he is like.” She was of course lying but Mani had no clue. She stood up, “Well, lets go.” Mani quickly looked because he heard that in his wife’s voice. And it was his wife staring at him. But then it was just an impatient Arrisa again. “Yes, let’s go,” he said. “I heard he may be travelling between here and Riften. I was going to wait but now that I have company, we can catch up to him.” Arissa patted Mani on the rear as she walked past. The two made their way to Riften via carriage. It was an uneventful journey. By the time they arrived, Mani was exhausted. He booked a room and left Arissa to her own devices. Meanwhile downstairs, Arissa spend the next half hour talking to the innkeeper about various things. “But anyway,” Arissa said, “I would love to meet the dragonborn. I mean, if he’s as amazing as they say what with fighting for the Stormcloaks, helping orphans, and being a champion of the people.” Keerava leaned on the bar, “If you wanted to meet him, he just left. He shouldn’t be far. I’ll let your friend know you left.” “Thank you,” Arissa said. Keerava went about refilling drinks and didn’t see Arissa’s change in mood. “That bastard will NOT get away. I will not be deprived of my reward!” she fumed to herself. Arissa was getting more and more furious as she left Riften. It was like she was tapping into power she didn’t know she had. Even her footsteps started leaving ice and frost on the ground. She knew the direction he was heading and she was reacting on pure instinct. She ran to the cliff edge and threw as much magic behind her as she could. It was enough to propel her off the cliff. She sailed gracefully through the air with her target in sight. She used magic to cushion her blow. By now she was radiating with newly discovered power. She was standing only feet from the dragonborn. “I’m going to enjoy killing you, What are going to do? Shout at me?” “You’re not even worth the effort!” He moved with speed and agility that belied his stature. Arissa was caught totally off guard. She readied her weapon but it only dinged his helmet. “By the gods, he can move fast!” she thought. The battle spilled into a road, where it caught the attention of a Stormcloak patrol. The dragonborn was taking the full force of her spell and still closing on her! The Stormcloaks were almost upon them but she didn’t care. She let them share in the icy blast. The dragonborn dropped to his knees. He was gravely wounded. Arissa turned her attention to the soldiers but there were too many. Far too many. She felled soldier after solider until one slashed her in the back. She shrieked out in pain. She killed him with an ice spike but another guard got a well placed cut across her mid section. She collapsed. The dragonborn came up behind her with the last of his stamina and stabbed her through the back. “Die you monster!” The sword grew cold as well did the surrounding air. As he pulled the sword out, a surviving archer got in a few last shots. She collapsed. Ready for death to take her, she whispered, “I just…wanted to go home.” Then a blinding light enveloped her and she was gone. The dragonborn collapsed with the other bodies and the surviving archer ran to the closest city for help. ***Back in Riften *** Mani woke to his room full of guards. “What’s…” was all he had time to say. The commanding officer spoke, “By order of the Jarl, you are under arrest for crimes against the city of Riften and the Stormcloak army. Now get up scum!” He tried to reason with them but to no avail. Apparently Arissa had killed several guards in an attempt to kill the Dragonborn. “This can’t be happening,” he kept telling himself but when he got downstairs, he realized it was far worse than he thought. He was stripped of all his gear and marched out of the city in chains. His only hope would be to speak to the Jarl of Windhelm and explain this was not his doing. *** In Windhelm, several hours later *** The priestesses had done all they could for the Dragonborn. He was given his own room at the inn but he had still not woken up. Outside, the guards were discussing his situation. “So they say he fought some kind of devil.” The other turned to his comrade, “Hopefully the Jarl will do something about the guy that helped her. We had a chance against these damned dragons, but now…” The first guard tried to cheer up his friend, “Listen, when the Jarl returns from the summit, we’ll at least have a cease fire, Ulfric will think of something. Trust me.” *** Down in the Windhelm dungeon *** Mani had been locked into a cell. “Please! I’m innocent! I wanted to help the Dragonborn not kill him!” But there was no one to listen to his pleas. *** In a tranquil glade in Sovngarde **** A magical explosion, followed by the cries of a woman in extreme pain shattered the silence. Arissa lay before Alduin. “Rise mortal. You can not die here. Even know you are healed.” Arissa got to her knees. She was still in terrible pain but thankfully not dying. Realizing Alduin was staring at her with anger, she began pleading, “Please Master, I’m sorry I failed you. I can’t beat him he’s just too strong. Please, just help me to get home and find someone else I beg of you.” Alduin let out aa deep laugh. “Hahaha! I lied little one. That strange ship you came in was destroyed and I have no idea how to send you back.” But I won’t let you leave empty handed. He glared at her and magic engulfed her. She screamed in pain and the magic subsided. “What…what have you done to me?!” Her tears were flowing down her face, she tried to wipe them but her hands had become claws. “Why?! Why would you do this?” She held her head in her hands, too ashamed to even look at herself now. Alduin spoke to her again, “Once you leave this place, you will not be able to return. You will be feared and hunted across all of Tamriel. Not accepted by Man, Mer, or Dragon. That is your reward for failure. Mwhahaha.” Alduin flew off into the sky and vanished, leaving Arissa alone with her tears.
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I wanted to get back to Alicia's story but it had been so long I wasn't sure I wanted to pick it back up, I also had an urge to tell someone else's story for a bit. Alicia's story isn't over yet but Vera's is one I'd like to tell for the awhile. Any feedback on it would be welcome ❤️ :))
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Hey there. Destana here. Update to our ongoing war with the Thalmor: we drove them back to just Riften and Shor's Stone. Right after I reported this to Balfhe, General Sialius told me we would be attacking Riften within a few hours. Damien was already making preparations. I gathered Runa, Serana, Fenrir, Shirley, Ulfric (who wanted to come for the triumphant ending), and Jura (who was still with us from the 'peace talks') and we teleported off to Iverstead, making our way on horses to a safe distance away. I went off on my own for just a bit and Serana shrugged as she knew there was no stopping me. This city was locked up tight, with all the Thalmor's remaining presence in Skyrim. Seems like they pulled back everything they had. My thought was as before: get into the city and get some cooperation with the Thieves Guild. However, my presence was noticed when I tried to enter the south district by a random Goblin attack that put the guards on high alert. I did however, beast call an ogre that was with them and send him over to my attacking forces. Then my presence was noticed by the docks. I tried to teleport in, but a dozen Thalmor guards happened to be passing by the graveyard and I knew I needed to get out of there when they saw right through my invisibility. Then there were a ton of them running around the central area. I crested a hill with all my friends and family, "Well, sorry to say this, but I might have just alerted the Thalmor." "Why would you do that?" Balfhe asked. "Oh, you're here. And Sialius. And Hrolf," I said. "Last battle, I think," General Sialius said. Damien was standing at the top of the hill. He folded his arms, "The Stormcloaks and Imperials are set. We're ready to start." A few people talked about how to approach the gate, and finally Fenrir said, "I think Mom and Damien should go up on that ridge and double blast them with your best magic to knock down the first line. We rush over the ridge and join the army, breaking through the barriers. If things get bad, mom can call her dragon friends. It looks like they might be thinking about trying a siege. But they may not know there are a lot of entrances." "Right," I said, "Besides the three they know of, there's two sewer entrances. Riften is not the most defensible city." Ulfric and Jura both patted Fenrir on the back, meeting eyes in the middle. "Guess you're a grandpa now you old codger," Ulfric chuckled. "You're older than me!" Jura said back, exasperated. "I think that's a great plan," General Sialius said, "A few of us can travel straight north up the ridge and get a clear shot at them. Balfhe, take a small group of Stormcloaks and assault the southern gate." We broke, and Damien and I ran up to the ridge, both in Invisibility. "You ready?" I whispered. "Feel like I've missed a lot of the actual fighting. I'm excited," he whispered back. Sialius, Ulfric and Jura all shouted for the soldiers to charge, and Damien and I were already charging up Black Winter. The Thalmor peaked their heads over the next ridge, a couple dozen of them coming down to meet our warriors. But they were blasted to pieces by the dual annihilation dealt out my two master Destruction wizards. It only took a solid two seconds and we both broke concentration, and then our men were stampeding through the frozen corpses of Thalmor. Damien moved to the right while I got out my bow and continued forward, stealthily, backing up the soldiers. Further up the ridge I raided one of the watchtowers while the armies moved past me. I found Runa, already assassinating one of the archers. When the other turned their attention to her, I backstabbed the other one. I gave my girl a high five. She leapt down and I used the watchtower as a vantage point to snipe Thalmor for a few minutes. Project 16_03-03-2022_15-57-21-940.mp4 Minutes later I found Shirley and Damien to the far right side of the gate, battling a group of Thalmor. Ulfric burst into the scene just before me, shouting, "YOL - TOOR!" Blasting them with fire. "You're been practicing!" I shouted as the rain started to come down, "YOL - TOOR!" I joined him. "Doing my best to keep up with you!" Ulfric shouted back. We battled our way up to the gate and I heard a thundering, "FUS - RO!" From Runa as she came from the gate's left with a group of Imperials. We hit them from both sides, and while the others were trading blows with the mer at the gate, I slashed at the barricades, collapsing them. More Thalmor poured out of the gate and in unison, "FUS - RO!" The three of us, and "- DAH!" Me and Ulfric, blasting all of them backward and the gate open. More Thalmor poured out. Some of them Ulfric and I chased, while Runa and the others held the line. When I returned to the gates, I found the two groups still struggling against one another; us prevailing. Archers were shooting at the men, so I jumped up on the roof of the stables, jumped up to the tower over the gate and blasted them back with an Unrelenting Force. We spent a lot of time chasing after running Thalmor, and eventually it was over with us the victors. We ran the Thalmor soldiers out of town, and seeing as how Laila Law-Giver was no more, I installed Maven Black-Briar as the new jarl (at least, for now). I figured it it was good enough for General Tullius, it might be a good move. We all returned to Windhelm and mustered in the Map Room. Sialius wasted no time, "Good. We're all here. Let me start off by saying well done in Riften, all. That was the Dominion's last stronghold in Skyrim. With that, all Dominion forces have fallen back out of Skyrim. But it's not over. We have one mission left. The Dominion's leader in Skyrim will ensure the collapse of their armies. They were really putting a lot into this assault. Balfhe?" "Thank you sir. Information on her has been scarce, however the Dominion were sloppy in their retreat. We found her identity: an Altmer by the name of Viranir." Jura, Ulfric and Sialius all exchanged glances. "Yep, that Viranir," Balfhe said, "She was a prominent leader in the first war. And we know where she is. When the Dominion fled south, unhindered by Cyrodiil..." General Sialius furrowed his brow visibly. Balfhe continued, "She stayed behind with a small staging group in the Jerall Mountains. Our scouts have found the actual location." "Just point me in the right direction," I said. Balfhe traced a line of a pass through the Jerall Mountains. "I think I know the area. But they'd see you a mile away. Especially if you brought an army with you," General Jura said. "That's why I think Destana should go and take care of Viranir, alone," General Sialius said, and smiled, which was a rare sight, "You've been our greatest asset in this war. If not you, then who?" I cracked my knuckles, "Finally a chance to prove I'm back at full power." "I wouldn't be so excited," Ulfric said, "She was extremely powerful, even in the Great War. I think you should take someone to back you up." "He's right. This may be one of the greatest challenges you've ever faced," Jura said. I raised an eyebrow, "Did she kick all your asses or something?" Jura chuckled out loud, while the other two just hung their heads. Then Jura said, "Gave us all a walloping at the same time, and Valerius, Marcus Jannus, and all our men. The fact that the five of us got out alive was a wonder. I can accept when I'm beaten." "So why shouldn't you go then?" I asked. "Simple," Jura said, "You may not be as strong or as experienced as me, but you're damn close in strength. And you're half my age. AND you're the dragonborn. From what I've heard you've made a business of killing things stronger than you." "Who'll be my backup?" I asked. Nobody wanted to, of course. Serana looked at me, wondering if she should, but thinking there were better warriors amongst the group than her. Almost everyone else had a similar thought. "I'm abstaining to give a shot to one of the younger generation," Jura folded his arms, eyeing the kids. "I'll go," Balfhe said. General Sialius blinked, "Are you sure? I don't like risking one of my best men on this. I'll leave it up to her." "Why the hell not," I said, "You know anything about stealth?" "I'm not bad at it," he said. "I'm going too," Damien said. "Didn't we say you can't send too many?" Sialius asked. "I'm not asking. If there's a powerful mage, best fight fire with fire. I don't want to toot my own horn, but I'm half-daedra and kind of a magic prodigy. Also, I can become invisible. You need me," he said. "Alright, but no more," I said. "Time is of the essence. If she retreats further into the mountains we'll never catch her. We need to strike at her before they realize we're coming," Sialius said. I kissed Serana and Ulfric, hugged everyone else, and we got ready. Damien grabbed Balfhe and I and we teleported to Falkreath. Before we headed out we saw the dragon leaving, as the Thalmor occupation was over. "Farewell, Dovahkiin!" We traveled up the path using low flight and found ourselves face-to-face with a small contingent of Thalmor. We leveled them with magic and rushed inside the cave behind. The Thalmor inside were capital E Elite and were having none of our stealth and invisibility. We fought our way in through fire and lightning, matching their magics with our own. Finally we came to a large open cave filled with natural pillars. An Altmer woman dressed in red and black armored robes threw up her arms, activating a forcefield that locked Balfhe out. "Damn it!" Balfhe said. She started speaking calmly, but her voice seemed to carry, "So you're the one I've been hearing so much about. I didn't anticipate you'd find me. At least, not this quickly. You're here to kill me I suppose. You, the great hero of the Civil War and now this one as well. I'm afraid that isn't going to happen." The power coming off her was notable, her buff spells warping space and casting radiance around her. She knew we were coming and saw this as a challenge. She continued, "I have mastered every school of magic over hundreds of years of study. The very fact that you consider yourself on my level is insulting. I have been looking forward to crushing you for quite a while. Ever since you became involved you've been a thorn in my side. The Stormcloaks and Imperials should've fought for several more years. The weakened Empire would've been better for us. When they told me of a single warrior moving from battle to battle I didn't believe it. Stories of war. But then - the same thing happened here, and here you are. Your reign ends here today. I'm not just going to kill you. I'm going to destroy you." She started casting a spell, "There won't even be ashes for them to recover." I drew my bow, heart pumping in anticipation. I switched to Ebony Arrows. Better use the good stuff. Viranir cast her spell and Damien matched her motions exactly, cancelling her out. "The old move on," he said, smirking, "Detritus gets cleared away for the new." "Not today, young one. Meet the mage that invented the chromancy assault technique," she waved her hand and Damien froze in place, then he rewound, moving backward to the point when he was in the door way, locked out of the forcefield arena Virinir had created for us. I nocked an arrow and shot it at her, but she knocked it aside with a ward. Then she shot a fireblast in my direction, which I dodged. I knew I wasn't going to close the distance with her so I continued using my bow. We traded shots; her of magic, me of arrows, strafing and not dealing a lot of damage to each other, using pillars as cover. Then when I lost sight of her, she vanished. I'd been in a tunnel vision with her: I just noticed a large forcefield at the far side of the room which she was now behind, casting a large conjuration spell. I activated the Nerevarine's Bow and went invisible. A dozen seemingly random figures materialized: a Ghost, a Troll, a Fire Atronach, etc. I hid and sniped, piercing each one in the eye, the heart, the brain. They fell like wheat before a scythe. I activated the Nerevarine's Bow again, and when she materialized back inside the barrier, I noticed she was looking around for me. I aimed for her head and shot an arrow. At the last second she dodged, but it slashed her in her eye, dealing massive damage. She teleported outside the barrier, healing herself to full. We did this song and dance a few times, her getting the drop on me once and nearly killing me with a lightning blast after guessing where I was hiding. I chugged an Ultimate Potion. After the third time, I led with my sneak attack arrow and when it hit, I immediately shouted, "TIID!" Filling the space between us with arrows. Unfortunately, about half of them hit air when she vanished again. Damn! This time I knew I would need to kill her in a single attack. One thing I knew about teleportation is it was never perfect. You never know which way you're going to be facing, and usually even the master conjuror is disoriented, even if for a split second. I killed her adds again and when she materialized, I hadn't even gone invisible, but she was turned the wrong way. Before she could get her wits about her I shouted, "WULD!" Whirlwind Sprint. She turned, I was in her face. I activated the Nerevarine's Bow as I was dropping it to the ground. She whipped around as I dodged behind her, trying to figure out where to blast. She blasted a high-powered Flames infront of her, but it was wrong. I drew my claw and dagger and slit her throat. She fell to the ground, dead. Seconds later the barrier vanished and my guys rushed in. A pale vision of Viranir appeared next to her corpse - a ghost. I picked up my bow. "Hmm..." She said, "Perhaps you were more powerful than I anticipated..." "Don't look so surprised. Did you really think I would just die? I think not," Viranir said, "I'm warning you now. Tamriel hasn't seen the last of me. And neither have you." And with that, she faded away. I looted her armor, because it looked cool! "Wow. That was intense," Damien said, "Guess I'm not as indispensable as I thought." "You did it! You actually did it! C'mon, we need to get back to Sialius and tell him what happened!" Balfhe said. We teleported to Windhelm. "Holy shit, you're back," Sialius said, "It's done?" I nodded. "I knew you could do it. All of Skyrim is in your debt. But the war is not over. They may be out of Skyrim, but they still hold most of southern Tamriel." "My thoughts exactly. Call everybody back in. I want to plan our next moves," I said. A few minutes later amidst hugs and cheers of joy from my family and friends, Balfhe, Sialius, Hrolf, Calleius, Agrippina, and pretty much all the Thanes and residents of the Palace of Kings, I called everyone to order. "So we won the war. We need to put out decrees, tell everyone. The Thalmor are pushed out of Skyrim, their forces shattered. I want to say it like this: Skyrim belongs to Freedom. So what's next?" I asked. "We celebrate!" One of the Stormcloaks shouted. Everyone cheered. There was a nationwide party once the word got out. For days the command group traveled around to each hold (Damien and me teleporting them) and handed out war aid, assigned men to help rebuild what'd been damaged, and generally drank and partied their way through the holds. We went to Whiterun first, and Serana and I peeled off. Baalgruf was sitting in the Jarl's seat. He said Vidnar was spending most his time in Jorrvaskr. When we walked in, it was pretty empty (accounting for the parade and feast going on outside). Vidnar smiled up at us. "Well, you made it through all this. I do believe a promise was uttered," I smiled. Serana gave me the sideeye, but she's already said she was going to follow through. "I have an um... weird request," Vidnar said. "What's that? I feel like I'm already doing a lot here," she folded her arms. "Could we do this in the Jarl's hall?" Serana shrugged, "Fine." Baalgruf was conveniently no longer present when we got there. I sat at the table. "You just going to watch?" Serana asked. "Yep," I replied, taking a drink of ale. "Something tells me you think this is hot," she said. "Maybe," I said back. When he finished, he said, "This old man can die happy." I patted him on the back, "Don't die yet. You'll want to hear what comes next." As we walked out, Serana asked, "What did that mean?" "I'm going to tell everyone at the same time. I feel like my royal decrees have been small so far, but this one is going to be big." We kept going. In Solitude, I visited Elisif and everything seemed a little unusual. I always get the feeling that she's really lonely. I keep telling myself I'm going to visit her more, but I'm always so busy. "Hey Serana, I'd like you to meet Elisif the Fair," I said. "I think... we've met, Dragonborn," Elisif said. "Not formally. Not in a friendly capacity. Elisif, this is Serana, queen of the Volkihar Vampires." She gave me the sideeye again, then she said, "Pleased to meet you." "Her castle isn't far from here. I think you guys should become friends," I said, awkwardly. "I mean, I can just teleport here from the telepads when we want to have lunch or something. I don't think she'd want to come to the Castle," Serana said, "They'd probably think she's a snack." Elisif grinned at the snack comment, which is exactly how to respond to it when she says it. Then she asked, "Are you inviting me to lunch?" Serana smirked, "Sure. That sounds lovely." Later Serana whispered to me, "Are you just pimping me out now?" "Maybe. But it's just a friend thing!" In Riften, the party continued, but we gave the Thieves Guild our condolences. "Buddy, sorry I wasn't able to come get you before we took back Riften," I said. "No worries, love," Delvin replied, "Ain't gonna bring 'er back. I hope you know we did make this occupation hell for them. And got quite a lot richer in the process. She'd have wanted it that way." "Argh! I miss being just a thief. I bet that was a lot of fun shaking down the Thalmor!" I said back. As a side note, Riften was now governed by Jarl Maven Black-Briar (which I already mentioned). Winterhold and Dawnstar hadn't really seen any of the damage, completely unchanged by the war. But I did have business there. I left the rest of my group to celebrate a little more while I talked to the mages, the shipwrights, and inquired about Innsmouth. Morthal was not extremely changed by the occupation. We still offered aid and celebration. The Thalmor took Morthal by sweeping in through the night and then when we took back Markarth and Falkreath, the Thalmor fled out of Morthal to reinforce other holds. Pretty much, a bloodless transition. As a result, Sorli the Builder hadn't been executed and she returned to her position as Jarl. Easy. Falkreath was still without a Jarl. We took the party there, gave heaps of aid and celebrated, helping rebuild. I put it down in my journal to find a new Jarl. Helgen hadn't been severely damaged (and wasn't a hold in itself). But since it lied close to my heart, I insisted we take the party there and give what little aid was needed. Marcus Jannus was happy to see his old war buddies and catch up. They also told him I'd killed Viranir. "I can't believe it. Valerius would be stunned. That woman kicked all our asses!" Marcus chuckled. It was night of the third day of traveling when we got there but the Helgenites didn't care. They danced in the streets with lights strung up. "It doesn't hurt that it's also nearly the new year. Only a couple weeks," Marcus said. Jura turned to Ulfric, "C'mon, I think we should pay our respects to Valerius' grave." While the others partied in the streets, I was curious, and being a woman of world-renowned stealth, I snuck out and perched on top of a building while they talked. They talked about Valerius and Marcus for a while, but then they got off subject. "So you think it's true?" Ulfric asked. "Seems that way. I was in Gilane around that time. And she looks so much like her mother. But with my hair and eyes," Jura replied. "Hmm... well. Nice work, I guess?" Ulfric replied. "Man, what are you talking about. You were always so awkward. I guess that means what else I was talking about is off the table. I only suggested because I know she's free-spirited, like me. But this would be too awkward," Jura said. "Oh, you mean, you and me? Like the old days?" Ulfric asked. Suddenly Jura turned toward the building I was perched on, and I ducked back into hiding. I was invisible though, so I was pretty sure they didn't see me. Jura nodded. Then Ulfric smiled a little bit, "That would be so awkward. I don't know how I would approach this." "I'll drop it for now. You think about it. I'm not a jealous person, and I'm sure, neither is she," Jura said. I slinked off back to the party, Ulfric and Jura returning a few minutes after I did. Ulfric stood next to me, handing me a drink just before he took a drink of his. I turned to him and stood on my toes, kissing him. He smiled, "What was that for?" "You remember what I said to you when we got together?" I asked. "What do you mean?" I didn't elaborate on the subject, then I said something else, "I think you and Jura should go ahead back to Windhelm. I'm going to stay here tonight. I'll get Damien to take you." I peered into his eyes. He looked confused for a second, then not sure if I'd figured out what their relationship had been. Then, I could tell he was debating saying anything explicitly. 'But why would she specifically say me and Jura?' I smiled, nodding slightly. It seemed to dispel his worry. He still looked confused, but then he said, "Well, sure. Anything else you need from me?" "If you wouldn't mind, could you call the moot? I have some big things I want to discuss with the Jarls." "Same people as before?" Ulfric asked. "Yeah, but we can have it at Highreach. In one week. Add Jura, the high council, and the command war party." (Spoiler: Gay Stuff) I walked over to Damien, who'd been drinking alone. "What's up kid?" "Well Runa and Fenrir have dates. I'm not sure if Meru decided I was too uninteresting to keep bothering. But whatever. I stole a boatload of books and scrolls from Viranir's private stash and I'm going to read and learn. Maybe go back to the College and do that tonight," he replied. "Well, good. Would you mind taking Ulfric and Jura back to Windhelm before you go do that?" "Heh, old guys tired of the several day long party?" Damien chuckled, "Sure." I walked over to Runa, who was dazzling a group of soldiers from both sides (Imperial and Stormcloak) with her huge greatsword. I peered over to Calleius who'd been stuck to her all night. I whispered to him, "You really like her, don't you?" "Why yes, I do, ma'am. But we're only still getting to know each other," Calleius replied. I gave him an icy glare, "Don't forget, she's my baby girl and you better not hurt her. Otherwise, be safe." Calleius shivered a bit, "Yes, ma'am!" I walked over to Fenrir, but this time I faded into the crowd. I could tell him and Agrippina were deep in conversation. "All I'm saying is, you don't have to go back to Cyrodiil just yet," he said. "It's my home," she replied, "I go where the knowledge and money is." "The College of Winterhold is in Skyrim. You could go there." "Still," she sighed, "If there's any chance of paying off my parents debts, I need to do it in Cyrodiil so I can set them free." Fenrir shook his head, "You know I can help you with that." "But then I'd be beholden to you!" She clenched her fists, "I need to get out from under everybody else." "Let me give you a loan. No interest. You buy your parents' freedom. You go back to Cyrodiil and spend time with them. You earn your money in Cyrodiil, and come back here when you want to see me again, and pay me back. How much is it?" "6000 Septims," Agrippina replied. "Six thou~!" He started, but then he took out a big bag of coins, "Shor's bones! What did they do, kill six people?" She smiled and grabbed the bag, both of them holding it now. "Just give me one day in Windhelm, away from all these people," he said. Agrippina seemed to think about it for a second, then she said, "Okay." I have a feeling he's never going to see that woman again. And then we all went back to our respective homes for a little bit. In the intervening week, Serana and Ulfric both approached me for my usual wifely duties, several times. It looked like both of them wanted this to be like a honeymoon. She'd been staying in Windhelm, and the two of them had sex with each other a few times. After several rebuffed attempts, Serana caught me in the Jarl's throneroom as Ulfric was finishing up court business. She asked me again, "Hey, do you wanna have sex now?" I said, "Oh, no... you guys go ahead." She narrowed her eyes at me, "What's going on here?" "What do you mean?" I asked. "You used to love sex. It's been ages. You keep pushing the both of us onto other people or each other," Serana motioned to Ulfric. "Tell me how I can help," Ulfric said. Serana continued, "I feel like... you haven't wanted to have sex since..." "Oh," she covered her mouth, "What did they do to you in there?" I closed my eyes, "I told you before, I don't want to talk about it." "But you must realize you need to do something to heal from this. Was it the poison? Damien said it would kill any normal person, through excruciating pain." "Please..." I started, and I could feel water flowing from my eyes, "Not today." They held me in their arms as I sobbed. "Would you like to try something... hands off? Do you want to watch us?" She asked. "...Okay," I said. So we went up to Ulfric's room and they had their fun. I got aroused, but I didn't want anything to touch me there... still. I even touched some. I helped them both get off. But that was all I could muster for now. After a week, just a couple days before New Years, the moot was called to order at Highreach, outside on the plaza. "First, I call this second moot of 4E 210 in Skyrim to order," I said. "Should we change the calendar?" Elisif asked. "First point of the moot. Yes, I motion that at the beginning of the new year we advance Skyrim's calendar to 4E 216 to match the rest of Tamriel's calendar," I said. Mostly ayes. It passed. "There's a lot to discuss," I said, "First of all, in the absence of a formal vote, I appointed Jarl Maven Black-Briar to replace Jarl Laila Law-Giver. I motion to make this official." Mostly ayes, and it passed. "Vidnar has formally renounced his title, as Jarl of Whiterun, as discussed in the last moot. I motion to reinstate Baalgruuf the Greater officially the Jarl of Whiterun." Unanimous ayes. "Following the death of both Siddgeir and Dengeir of Falkreath, there is no replacement for Jarl as of yet. In the interim, General Jura of Hammerfell has been directing the rebuilding." "Rebuilding is complete," Jura said, "I can stay on as interim Jarl if you wish, but I have no desire to make it my permanent job." "If anyone has any suggestions," I said, "We'll discuss." We discussed it for a solid half hour, nobody really coming up with a definitive answer. "For now, let's move on," Ulfric said. "Side note: I motion we officially declare our independence from the Cyrodiilic Empire, but any refugees from Cyrodiil, or any citizens from High Rock or Hammerfell are allowed to pass through our borders. I feel this will open up trade and foster relationships between our peoples." Mostly ayes. Another pass. "Okay, all the easy stuff out of the way," I said. I made sure I had Thongvar Silver-Blood, Igmund and Madanach in my field of vision as I said this, "I've appointed Madanach, leader of the Forsworn as the Jarl of Markarth. This is a variation on what was discussed at the last moot, but I found it was the best, most stable way to ensure the Forsworn come into our society. Also, Madanach has proven to be an excellent leader. I'm not going to put this to a vote unless it's going to pass. Does anybody have any qualms with this being a permanent appointment?" Igmund started to speak, and Thongvar cut him off rudely, "I had my doubts that you'd be able to convince the Forsworn to work with us. But they were instrumental in taking back Markarth. I had my doubts that your new Jarl would actually govern the Reach effectively. But then I saw him in action. And then I remembered - he governed the Reach as an independent country for years. I had my doubts that you making Cidhna Mine a free mine was the best move. But truth be told, we actually get more silver out of that mine than we used to, because people get bonuses. Of course, we have to pay the workers some of that, but it ends up being more overall." "Thinking about this all," Thongvar folded his arms, "You really do know what the hell you're doing here. And anybody who disagrees with this decree is going to have to answer to me." There were mutterings of assent and agreement. After a minute, I nearly made started the vote, and Igmund said, "I challenge Madanach for right to the Jarl's throne by way of combat." I could see Madanach start to grin. "Alright," Ulfric said, "Give them some room. I guess we'll do it right here." Igmund drew his sword, and Madanach summoned a Frost Atronach, readying a ward and drawing his axe. "You might not know this, but I've fought all my life. I'm a shaman and a warrior," Madanach said, "You've been sitting in your palace most of yours." Igmund seemed to shrivel at that, "Wait. Wait. I give up. You can have the Jarldom." "After what you did to the Forsworn when you took back Markarth you're lucky I'm letting you go back on your challenge," Madanach said, putting his axe away. But when Madanach had dismissed his Atronach, and turned away, Igmund took something out of his pocket. He raised his arm. "TIID!" I appeared in front of Igmund, moving faster than his eyes could see. "What the fuck are you doing?" I gave him a withering gaze, an inch from his face. "Nothing, nothing!" He shook. He tried to put it away, but I grabbed his wrist. "Ow! Talos' beard you're strong for a woman!" Igmund said. Standing there with his wrist in my hand, I said, "I motion to appoint Madanach Jarl of the Reach." All ayes. "Now," I continued, "What's this in your hand, that you're trying to threaten your Jarl with?" Igmund didn't say anything. I grabbed it out of his hand and tossed it to Runa. She sniffed it, "It's poison." "Poison, huh? What'd you think we would do, invite you to be Jarl again? The conquering hero gets his damn chair back? Well it doesn't work that way," I said. "That man doesn't deserve to be Jarl. They're all savages! They'll turn against us someday!" Igmund looked at me like he wanted to strike me, kill me or something else, but my reputation and what I'd just done made him shrink back. "Guards! Take him away," I looked at Ulfric, "The penalty for attempting to assassinate a Jarl?" Ulfric shook his head. A long time ago they'd been friends. But Igmund had fallen low in this new age. Ulfric replied, "By order of the High King, the prisoner is to be put to death." Balfhe and Hrolf grabbed him and dragged him off, handing him to two Solitude guards, him shouting all the way. After the air cleared a bit, Madanach stepped up to the center and said, "I hope this doesn't tarnish my time in this group. I appreciate what Thongvar said. I am doing my utmost to provide for the people of the Reach., and the people of Skyrim. I owe my undying loyalty to Queen Destana. I will never betray this country." I took a deep breath and let it out. "Believe it or not, that was not the most controversial thing I'm going to put to the moot today. Maybe," I said, "Last point, as far as I'm concerned. We won the war against the Thalmor." Generally there were positive responses to this and everyone wondered where this was going. "We are strong, like I said we needed to be. We have the Forsworn. The Giants are helping with the defense of Skyrim. The dragons have established a pecking order and they even helped defend Falkreath." I continued, "The Dominion is on the run. But they still hold Alinor, Valenwood, Elswyer and some of Black Marsh (nobody has ever conquered the inner swamps, because, why would you want to?) Cyrodiil is in turmoil. We now have the start of an alliance in Hammerfell, and we could pursue an alliance with High Rock and Cyrodiil." "So what are you proposing?" Ulfric asked. "We're going to invade the Dominion," I replied.
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My Followers Pack 4 - Standalone Followers - SE View File This mod has been officially released. I hope you enjoy this fourth merged pack. Thank you for all the support! I hope you're all staying safe ❤️ Read Adasha's story here. Read Iliss' story here. Read Juliet's story here. Read Miane's story here. Read Vivi's story here. >> Check the outfits list here << Followers: Adasha, Iliss, Juliet, Miane and Vivi. Level: 10 and will level up with the player. Marriageable: Yes. Adasha and Miane carry two scimitars, Juliet carries a steel dagger, Iliss carries two daedric daggers and Vivi carries the Dawnbreaker. They wear the following clothes/armor: Adasha & Miane → Redguard outfit. Iliss → Dark Brotherhood armor. Juliet → Jarl outfit. Vivi → Psijic robes. I've personally tested this mod in both LE and SE versions. Both work fine on my end. If you find any problem/bug, please report it to me (screenshots may be of help). Adasha - The Sea Squall, Dawnstar. Iliss - Outside Dark Brotherhood Sanctuary, Falkreath. Juliet - Blue Palace, Solitude. Miane - Outside Jarl's Longhouse, Falkreath. Vivi - The Bee and Barb, Riften. A skeleton that supports the body physics (SE or LE). HDT-SMP (SE) / HDT (LE). Body - Bodyslide Studio/3BA - SE / LE Skin - Leyenda Skin - SE / LE Brows - Enhanced Brows - SE / LE Eyes - The Eyes of Beauty - SE / LE Hair - KS Hairdo's - SE / LE ENB - Rudy ENB - SE / LE Submitter Anuketh Submitted 02/03/2021 Category Adult Mods Requires Read description Regular Edition Compatible Yes -
File Name: Dwemerification of Riften File Submitter: xenic File Submitted: 17 Mar 2014 File Category: Other Requires: Dragonborn, Dawnguard This is the base version of this mod. In other words, it is a starting point for this city. I only have minor changes to the city, an npc, her home, and some books. There are some changes by the lake as well. Seeing as Riften is a popular choice for modders, I decided to keep the additions to a minimum. I am always open to ideas and suggestions. This is a basic version and more will be coming. Click here to download this file
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My Followers Pack 4 - Standalone Followers - LE View File This mod has been officially released. I hope you enjoy this fourth merged pack. Thank you for all the support! I hope you're all staying safe ❤️ Read Adasha's story here. Read Iliss' story here. Read Juliet's story here. Read Miane's story here. Read Vivi's story here. >> Check the outfits list here << SPECIAL EDITION AVAILABLE HERE Followers: Adasha, Iliss, Juliet, Miane and Vivi. Level: 10 and will level up with the player. Marriageable: Yes. Adasha and Miane carry two scimitars, Juliet carries a steel dagger, Iliss carries two daedric daggers and Vivi carries the Dawnbreaker. They wear the following clothes/armor: Adasha & Miane → Redguard outfit. Iliss → Dark Brotherhood armor. Juliet → Jarl outfit. Vivi → Psijic robes. I've personally tested this mod in both LE and SE versions. Both work fine on my end. If you find any problem/bug, please report it to me (screenshots may be of help). Adasha - The Sea Squall, Dawnstar. Iliss - Outside Dark Brotherhood Sanctuary, Falkreath. Juliet - Blue Palace, Solitude. Miane - Outside Jarl's Longhouse, Falkreath. Vivi - The Bee and Barb, Riften. A skeleton that supports the body physics (SE or LE). HDT-SMP (SE) / HDT (LE). Body - Bodyslide Studio/3BA - SE / LE Skin - Leyenda Skin - SE / LE Brows - Enhanced Brows - SE / LE Eyes - The Eyes of Beauty - SE / LE Hair - KS Hairdo's - SE / LE ENB - Rudy ENB - SE / LE Submitter Anuketh Submitted 08/20/2020 Category Companions Requires Read description Special Edition Compatible Yes
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Bad Ends Revived: Riften View File What is This Mod? An Extension for my Prison Mod "Prison Alternative" which adds new Execution - themed events to the Experience. Events take Place in Riften (duh...) and will add new ways to get your Butt-hole widened, and/or your lifespan shortened. Features -Adds two new events with multiple variations and outcomes, depending on the presence of a follower and the Survival-chance slider in PA´s MCM. -Guillotine Event Features Rape before and during Execution. Its possible for you and your follower to survive this Event. -Hanging Event Features support for NPC-only Executions. As well as persistent Bodies. You can therefore get yourself a nice permanent decoration if you decide to settle into Honeyside. The Event is currently not survivable, but this feature is planned. About NPC Executions -This Feature should be considered as an Encore, rather than an meaningful Gameplay Element. NPC executions require manual activation via the chain on the Left side of the Gallows. Any NPC can be "marked" as follower by selecting them in the console and typing "setplayerteammate 1". This will make them visible to the Device and a valid candidate for execution. They Also have to be somewhere in Riften in order to be detected by the script. Requirements -Prison Alternative (see above), and its requirements. -Zap8(+) (LE/SSE) -Sexlab -FNIS -powerOfThrees papyrus extender (LE / SSE/AE) -Pama´s Deadly Furniture Scripts Installation -Install with Mod manager of your choice and rum FNIS/Nemesis -Run FNIS -Its recommended to use a new Save. -If you use this mod on an existing save, follow these steps: Failing to follow these steps might result in Blackscreens while in Prison. Incompatibilities -Devious Devices (soft incompatibility. If you know what you are doing, you can use this alongside DD, but it requires caution) -Devious Cursed Loot (No, just no...) -The Original "Bad Ends" by Torm -City overhauls for Riften (Can cause Navmesh conflicts. Placing "PrisonAlternative_Executions_Riften" low in the loadorder might Resolve the issue) -Random Sex mods can potentially break scenes (my own mod YARM, is fully save to use, however) Future Plans Covering the remaining cities Special Thanks -to t.ara for providing the Guillotines -to Kalmah for allowing me to use his Hanging Animations -to PsycheHHH for allowing me to use his Guillotine Animations (check out his SL-AnimationPacks, easily one of the Best on this site) If you want some sway on the next extension, Want exclusive early access to new Stuff, or Just like my work, consider supporting me: https://subscribestar.adult/pamatronic Submitter Pamatronic Submitted 12/23/2021 Category Quests Requirements Zap8, Sexlab, FNIS, PowerOfThrees papyrus Extender, Prison Alternative, Pama´s Deadly Furniture Scripts Special Edition Compatible Yes
