justjay224 Posted August 25, 2022 Posted August 25, 2022 8 hours ago, rdhordes said: Don't you want to do that to the Fan sometimes? ? https://streamable.com/in8xec Also, can confirm mod works fine in skyrim vr, so far at least. Those ai generated voices make a huge difference here My fan has completely disappeared. No idea where he went, no idea how to bring him back.
justjay224 Posted August 25, 2022 Posted August 25, 2022 (edited) Ok, So I figured out to proceed in the "Learning Responsibilities" quest and will leave a comment here in case anyone else needs help in the future. This took far too long to figure out so hopefully it helps someone else. I wasn't able to resolve this quest without using the "no clip" command however, so for me at least, it was technically broken, at least in my game. The #1 tip while doing this quest, or any modded quest period, is to save often. Save save save. Things may not load right, will fuck up, whatever. Just always have a few recent saves to fall back to. If you've done all the steps up to the "Speak to Cidhna Mine wardens", you've pleasured the Jarl and are told of your 1500 septim bounty. Even this part of the quest was broken however, as once you're given this bounty mid-dialogue, the guards from outside the room rush in to arrest you while you're with the Jarl and it makes the whole thing broken af. So BEFORE you talk to the guards, use the console command key (~) click on the guards outside the room, and type "kill" or "disable" to get rid of them both. Only then can you actually talk to the Jarl, ask for forgiveness "like only a woman can" by suckin' and fuckin', and move on. After the Jarl cums, it's time to get to Cidhna mine. You removed the guards outside the doorway to the Jarl's throne, so walk around a bit and find another. They'll approach you, select "I submit, take me to jail". Now remember, the quest says "Speak to Cidhna Mine wardens", right? Spoiler Well, the Cidhna Mine "wardens" (they're just guards, a prison only has one warden, but I digress) are behind the locked gate behind you in the room you're brought to. This gate here: Spoiler You need a key to get through that gate. However, if you speak to the Orc and follow the obvious path, it sends you down into mine to talk to prisoners, pleasure them, and work. There's literally nothing else you can do down there and the quest gives you no markers or prompts to get to the wardens any other way. If there is another way to get to them, I couldn't find it or my game is broken somehow. Even talking to the Orc female at the start of the mine didn't bring up any speech options to get to the wardens in the locked gate behind us. So what to do?DO NOT go into the mine. Close the text box with the Orc, turn around, and walk up to the above gate. Open your console again and press ~. Type "tcl" which is no clip, walk through the door, "tcl" again to turn off no clip, and go down to the ground floor. There you will find the wardens. Spoiler Talk to all of them and use the "Forgive me" text option. You will get gangbanged by the same people every single time. Even if they've already fucked you 3 times, if they have the "Forgive me" option available when you speak to them, you need to get gangbanged again. It's tedious and not enjoyable in the slightest, but the quest is done. Spoiler Edited August 25, 2022 by justjay224 1
DSHV Posted August 26, 2022 Author Posted August 26, 2022 On 8/24/2022 at 8:45 PM, silvercloud said: Any Idea? Maybe talk to Brynjolf? On 8/25/2022 at 11:14 AM, justjay224 said: No idea where he went, no idea how to bring him back. Either dead or back in the Bannered Mare. The Pursuit of a Shadow: Rorikstead Spoiler Jouane Manette: Excuse me.. Who else did you tell? Who did you tell my secret to? I don't quite understand.. But now I won't let you go! Oblivion, take her mind! What? Where am I and who? And who are you? The effect is even better than I expected. I'm Jouane Manette and you are.. my.. servant. Yes, a servant. I bought your debt and now you serve me until it is paid. I tried a spell on you, because you are my spell target and test monkey, and it confused you. Understand, sir. But what's my name? Hmmmm.. Smella Armpita! [Chuckle] Yes, that's your name. Your parents didn't really like you. [Chuckle] Where do I get all these things? This all is mine. I just lent it to you. Your is only this ragged robes, which you got for increasing your debt. So what is my duty, sir? Your debt is 1000, sorry - 10000. You work for me, do what I say for 12 hours every day. For this I write off 3 coins every day. But I can give you a fine if you're guilty or I think you are not working at full capacity. What a fool I am that I got into this situation! Yes, indeed. Extraordinary fool. I'm waiting for orders, sir. The sooner I start, the sooner I pay off my debt Yes, help Reldith harvest. Reldith: I have harvested crops, ma'am. Will there be further instructions or can I return to the master? Are you.. Oh, yes. Thank you. You can go. To master Jouane, right? (20 potato, 30 cabbage, 10 wheat) What's next, sir? Already? Oh yes! I forgot to say that you are immensely in love with me. Really? Who had their memory erased by a spell? I mean, who is temporarily confused? You or me? I know for sure that you deeply, Deeply! In love with me. If you say so, sir.. Yes.. if I said so.. Undress, you deserve a reward. I know you really wanted it. By the way, you need to get pregnant. For this I will write off almost 500 of your debt. And then you can go, breasts exposed on hands and irrigate the fields with your milk. Very useful for plants. So as many vaginal sex as possible. But this is optional? Well, if you like being in my service, then yes. Yes, sir Mralki need at least 20 firewood. Bring it to him. Your firewood, sir Are you a new Jouane's "bring this, pass that"? Can you help my son, Erik? He's been restless lately. Erik: Do you need any help with anything? Here's the thing.. When I become a great adventurer, I will have no end to women. So I train kissing on potatoes, but my father becomes angry. I would need a training object close to reality. But I already love master Manette.. I guess so I'm just asking for help learning how to kiss, nothing personal. I will gladly help Great! Let's go behind Lemkil's Farmhouse. Ready to be your kiss dummy How is it generally done? Looks like I groped something. Need one more time! Seems I've become an expert ladies' man. Thanks. You are much better than a potato. What's next, sir? You were a good girl, so I will reward you with my body again. Go and help Rorik. Rorik: Do you need any help with anything? And you are Jouane's servant. Well, it's a sin not to help you fulfill your duty. Make me Cabbage Potato Soup, here are the ingredients. Your soup, sir Now clean up my manor. Your house is cleaned, sir Manor. Now go and kill the pack of wolves south of here. So you can use the weapon that Jouane lent you. Wolves are killed, sir Now you must go and make an offering to the giants. Bring them this leg of goat. They got angry at such a tribute and punished me.. with their giant cocks Well, who could have guessed that? But in a way, you made an offering for them. I should remember this. So now we need to make you pregnant and you can go. Let's see if the giants have enlarged this hole too much. What's next, sir? Why so long, servant? I will add 100 gold to your debt. Thank you, sir. It's only fair Of course. Blame only your lazy ass. Please no! This is more than a month of my work! Should have thought ahead. Blame only your lazy ass. Now stand still, I need to test a couple of spells on you. Ugh.. Very painful, sir Good, good. Now this. Ugh.. Painful too. Even more painful Excellent! What's about this? AE GHARTOK PADHOME CHIM AE ALTADOON. Oops. This was unexpected. Hey, can you hear me? What, master? I was a little off for a while Never mind. You know what? Go help Lemkil while I'm busy. Lemkil: Do you need any help with anything? I need help with everything. But I doubt that you can help me in any way, like my useless daughters. Go and watch them so they don't mess up like always. Britte: Your father ordered to look after you We don't need you. You are nobody to us! And you will never replace our mother. Sissel: Your father ordered to look after you Really? Want to play then? In the "Mothers and Daughters"? Here, eat this pie. (+Dirt Pie) Thank you, very tasty So why don't you eat? Eat! Eat everything! You need to gain strength for growing. [Eat dirty pie] Mmmm... Khah! Tasty.. I will make you so many more, since you liked it so much. Say.. Can you look for Percival, my pet rock? Britte hid him somewhere. Sure Thanks! Here your Percival. He was slightly burned in the fire Take these pies. This is all for you. Hm. There is something in your head. Is that why you pay so much attention to me? If I pull it out, then you'll go away, yes? Something in my head? What are you talking about? Some fog inside your head. You do not see? Yes, I'm not going anywhere. I still have a debt to pay You will leave. You will be with the good dragon. And with the pale princess. And with the tentacle monster. I saw everything in dreams. So I must dispel this fog, this is my duty as a mother. ...what you talking about.. I just talked to Jouane moment ago. Is he teleported me to you? No. You just wanted to leave. Remember you said something about Old Hroldan when you were here last time? Thanks kid. It's really time for me to go Bye daughter. I mean, bye, lady. The Pursuit of a Shadow: Old Hroldan Spoiler Excuse me, did I come by here recently? Well, yes. So what did I do this time? Er... Nothing. You just passed by. But what can I do to fix the problems I caused? No problems here. How can I redeem... Wait what? You are weird. Tell you where did you go? Will you just tell me? Like that? Yeees? It's not hard for me. No slave service? No. No fucking? It's just pointing the way to the traveler. No bestiality? Gods, no! Can I orally satisfy you in gratitude at least? ??? Well, yes. You are strange, but sexy girl. So where did I go? In the direction of Karthwasten. 2
NotKinkyEnough Posted August 26, 2022 Posted August 26, 2022 can anyone tel me what armor Grammok the Bruiser is wearing, she looks all broken polygon skin and I think its is because I need a bodyslide? It is called Bruiser's Armor but I wondered what the source was and if there is a bodyslide for it
silvercloud Posted August 26, 2022 Posted August 26, 2022 3 hours ago, DSHV said: Maybe talk to Brynjolf? I talked to both. Nothing pop up. I tried to find the quest after returning the skeleton key, nothing happen. Even after finishing the guild master quest, still nothing.
nilead Posted August 28, 2022 Posted August 28, 2022 (edited) Encountered a nasty bug with DG - vanilla radiant quest "Ancient Technology" sends player to Orotheim, spawns schematics in cloned cell. So, they are impossible to acquire and with that - to complete the quest. Edited August 28, 2022 by nilead
Vinceint Posted August 28, 2022 Posted August 28, 2022 Here's the deal: Male character, talked off the brat, killed Serpent in first approach (after option "Fuck you"), took his keys and no quest appeared Also cant find the button to skip intro quests So, the question is: am i blind cause can't find button (screenshot of its position plz) OR main quest is female only and i should play from savegame before speaking with brat??
newvegasfann Posted August 28, 2022 Posted August 28, 2022 hello. love your mod even though some of the content is a bit extreme. one of the must-haves for a lewd playthrough. I specifically like the falkearth prison. but i could only do the furry dog one. The others i cant start. Is there a condition for them ? 1
ssskn Posted August 29, 2022 Posted August 29, 2022 hello, [INFO:6701A8BC] ('Please, let me work while you use my body. I still have so much work to do.' in GRUP Topic Children of AABanditSlavesBMSexTopic "Sex" [DIAL:6701A8BB]) This is missing sexlab property. So miner, xx01a8a8, cant start sex. I'll try copy and pasting from another similar dialogue script in xedit, that should work. I checked sources they are same as others. Great mod btw. 1
crococat Posted August 29, 2022 Posted August 29, 2022 Had played with BakaFollowers mod, it has good feature to apply any actor template to mod npcs. Just as idea to insert this feature to this mod, may be beautiful. There are already two - Elisif and Player, maybe it is possible to make others manually edited by templates. Like this mod, but it is not famous by cosmetic edits, in same time all we have customisation mods and prefered followers mods which may be used to this mod npcs. Especially aftofollowing npcs such as BadBitch or MyFan or main caracters as TrueDragonborn. Dont count as critic. 1
gutterwren Posted August 30, 2022 Posted August 30, 2022 I tried to download the non-ZAZ version, but It doesn’t seem to be correctly packed for Mod Organizer 2. Is it still supported? Or am I doing something wrong?
Laezel Posted August 30, 2022 Posted August 30, 2022 (edited) On 4/30/2022 at 6:29 PM, throatdeep said: Made with zEdit, works for me so far I dunno why it blew up in size tho, zEdit probably unpacked all bsa archives Troubles of Heroine 2.4.1 (merged).7z 1.67 GB · 525 downloads i think the size is because of the voicepack? no? but can you do it again for the newest version? Thanks in advance for your work! EDIT: just checked you profile and noticed youve already done it, nevermind! Thanks again. Edited August 30, 2022 by AverageSkyrimEnjoyer 1
DSHV Posted August 30, 2022 Author Posted August 30, 2022 (edited) On 8/26/2022 at 8:41 PM, NotKinkyEnough said: can anyone tel me what armor Grammok the Bruiser is wearing Regular fur armor and orcish gauntlets. I just made a unique version of them. On 8/26/2022 at 10:01 PM, silvercloud said: I talked to both. Nothing pop up Setstage AAANightMistress 10. Stage 5 is just wait 1 hour for 10. On 8/28/2022 at 9:30 AM, nilead said: So, they are impossible to acquire and with that - to complete the quest. You can ask an innkeeper about the rumors until they issues the quest for this cell, it is very short. On 8/28/2022 at 6:48 PM, Vinceint said: Here's the deal: Yes, only for female or with item Troubles of Hero. The button on top of Forgotten Regret. You can get there only with tcl. On 8/28/2022 at 11:57 PM, newvegasfann said: The others i cant start. Is there a condition for them ? Talk to deputy warden and prisoners for all options. 7 hours ago, gutterwren said: I tried to download the non-ZAZ version, but It doesn’t seem to be correctly packed for Mod Organizer 2. This is a patch. You need to select a version and replace its file in the main mod, for example by repacking the archive. OK, maybe it's more creepy than sexy, but it's also good for a change. Does anyone have any ideas? For example, is there another book or another way to restore the character's mind? The Pursuit of a Shadow: Karthwasten Spoiler Clone of Ainethach on the road: Witch of madness! Excuse me, did I come by here recently? You've driven our community crazy! In bad way. Very bad way! What exactly happened? Everyone now thinks that they are not who they are. Deal with it or you'll be in chains branded as a criminal for witchcraft and daedraworship. And not only residents, but also travelers in the area. Why are you normal then? My will is too strong for your tricks. I'm a dragonborn and the Emperor of two continents - Uriel Septim V after all. Have you noticed the dragon army in Skyrim? It was I who flew them here from Akavir. Sorry. [Dragonborn] You are not a dragonborn. It's me Oh, your head don't seem to be in good condition either. I'm surrounded by crazy people. (Optional) Fus him So you can shout. Well, obliviously I can this too. Fus! Fus! FUS! Wait, why can't I get it? Something doesn't add up. I'm a Reachmen, how can I be Uriel Septim V? Thank you, you brought me back from a waking dream. This is your book? Definitely not mine. (+Report: Disaster at Ionith) Any ideas how I can restore those minds? They just fell and sleep very anxiously, constantly twitching. I can't wake them up. Next to one I found this bottle. I don't know how but you have to save them, we don't need the reputation of the cursed settlement and you don't need the reputation of the source of this curse. (+Journey Inward bottle, teleport a door to Collective Unconscious with doors to rooms) Mena: Hey, baby, wants a good time? Free for handsome ones. Enmon: Want a ride, moon sugar lips? Or I can lick you very good. [Illusion>50] You are a simple married miner. I'm a simple married miner. You are a married miner, not a bimbo slut You're lying! I'm a great conqueror of men's hearts and not only hearts! Let me prove you wrong. Let's organize threesome with your spouse Yes! Fuck yes! Let's fuck then Great! Be attentive and you might learn something. Sex! Nice. It's me who should be an active in bed. Silly, It's me who must lead this dance. Let's repeat it but right this time. Phew... I need to catch my breath. Now I need to recover. And you call yourself a slut? Exhausted after a couple of acts? I'm tired? And lost the bed battle to you. So I'm not a slut? Who am I then? A miner? Yes, seems right. I can! I still can do it. Come here, your slut! Tired? Admit the obvious But I'm so experienced. Thousands of women. No? No. It's all fantasy. I am a father and a husband. Is this book yours? I don't read that. (+The Real Barenziah III (Uncensored)) Who is a real bimbo here? You. I don't hear it.. You are the real bimbo slut, right?! We all got it. Lash gra-Dushnikh: Yo-ho, landlubber skeever! Give 'ere yer booty or ye be walk a plank. [Illusion>50] You are a simple orc miner I be a simple orc miner. [Show her your booty] Don't show a reward to a pirate unless ye be willin' to give it all away. All consequences be on ye. Are you a pirate? A pirate be in yer pants, an' I be the gentleman o' fortune kin' o' the Abecean, the storm o' the sea - Cap'n Velehk Sain! [Forgotten Names] I met him and he is a male Dremora, not a female orc like you What? You.. ye dare insult me? You are a woman. What do you think it is? [Grab and shake her crotch] Darin' lass. Wait! Somethin' be wrong. Of course something is wrong. Where have you seen such a male udder? [Grab and shake her boobs] No, it can't be! I be the king! Man! No.. I am a woman with calluses on my hands. It's from physical work, not form battles. Something came over me. Probably the sun baked my head. And the book is not mine (+Pirate King of the Abecean) Ragnar: Oink oink! Are you a pig? Oink! You are human! How I can explain it to you? Oink! Do you want a carrot? Squee! [Illusion>50] You are human No, I'm a pig. Wait. Yes, I'm a human. [Show him your asshole] Squee! Thank you! I thought I was a pig. But seeing your ass, my human desire prevailed. But women don't fuck with animals, that's how I understand I'm not an animal. Ha! What? Nothing And it seemed to me that you found something funny in my words. Glad to help And why did I go crazy for no reason at all? Because of this book? Am I that impressionable? (+The Pig Children) Belchimac (watching at the naked dancer): Hail, child. Hail. Are you enjoying life? Yes. I wouldn't create life if I didn't enjoy it. So are you a god? Yes, child. I create life, enjoy it and watch it die to repeat it all over again. Such is the fate of God. [Illusion>50] You are a mere mortal Your mage mind tricks don't work with me. I'm a God. [Illusion>90] I don't see gods here. Expect me, the god of illusions I'm a mere mortal? That's sad.. You create this dancer? Yes. Well, not quite. She is created by these scrolls that you dropped last time. But I use these scrolls! Do you know where I went? Can you tell me? What difference does it make where you went? On a divine scale, it is nothing - went north or south. You won't go beyond Mundus anyway. Don't you think that you not only look but also taste the fruits of your creation? Taste? I tried but the dancer doesn't react at all. Maybe you offer yourself? Yes, your Godness It's a great honor for you. Remember it forever. No I didn't want to anyway. Are you almighty? Yes, child. If you make a tomato salad, you can do whatever you want with it, nothing will stop you from eating it or sprinkle it with skooma. So you can create an unliftable stone? I can. But if you can't lift it, then you're not almighty ???????? Fuck off, bitch! What the hell are you talking? [He threw a book and scrolls at you] I need to go to work, create a silver ore from a hard labor. (+A Children's Anuad) Boy (Khajiit) at the Sanctuary: Come with me, lady. Come. Who are you? Just a boy. I and my duck friend are building a palace. Isn't it wonderful? You mean this creepiest structure made of human bones? As all grown-ups you don't understand. It's magnificest palace from alabaster and ivory. Yes, it's good. Can I help you with anything? Yes, we need more building material. Mister Skeletons have it but don't want to share. We must punish the greedy. Bring me their materials. Ten arms, five pelvises and five skulls will be enough. Then I'll call you a friend. That's what you wanted, creepy "kid" Excellent! Excellent! The duck also thanks you. And he won't kill you as a treat. We should not be greedy and should share. Here, take this rusty key and this boring book without pictures. This shit I'll see in my nightmares, and you're not a child What are you talking about? You are an adult Khajiit. And you know what to do [Undress] I.. I.. To Oblivion those childish play. And to Oblivion that duck! Come here, bitch! I hope you like spiky dicks! Thank you. Now I know that I'm dreaming. Well, what a shitty dream, not otherwise Vaermina kissed me before going to my sleeping bag. Here, take this rusty key and this book, they are not mine anyway. A Gift of Sanctuary A little boy, scion of a wealthy house, once went to the lake shore with his parents on holiday. While the elders sipped wine in a cabin with their snooty fellows, the boy was left to play in the sand and mud. He was terribly sad at being so scorned, and went searching for a friend. The boy did not have to search long. He found a wonderfully chatty duck in the reeds who told him stories of places the boy could only dream of. Though he was quickly enchanted by the tales, the boy became melancholy that he would never see such a place with his own eyes. The duck laughed and told him that this was not so! They would build one together! The boy and the duck waded out to a small island on the lake and together they built a tiny house of sticks and sand. This sufficed for an hour, until the duck suggested that a house was not a fitting place for the boy. He deserved a palace! The mortar of mud would not be enough, but one of the adults might help. The boy went back to the cabin and found a noble who had stepped outside to relieve himself, so inebriated he was. He was easily coaxed into following the boy back to the island, where the duck leapt and tore out his throat to use blood and flesh for the mortar and bones for the beams. The boy was delighted, but the palace had to be bigger! Back he went, again and again, to collect the drunken folk to show them the magnificent palace. Again and again the duck added their bits to the wondrous palace, whose spires and arches dried to become alabaster and gold. When the boy's parents came to collect him, he took them to see his magnificent palace out on the lake. They screamed and screamed and ran, leaving the boy alone with the duck. He was not sad! Together they made merry on the island until the mists closed in around it and spirited it away to a land of cheer and mirth for all time. Pelagius the Mad in the The Asylum: Kneel before your emperor! [Kneel] Now bark like a dog! Woof! Woof! Now like a cow! Mooo! Now like a member of the Argonian delegation! Errrr... What? I protest! This is racism! Shhhh... shhhh? Great! Very similar! Now serve me as your emperor deserve. I command you! Yes, Your Imperial Majesty Oh, sex! I legalized it. Praise me! No, Your Imperial Majesty This phrase should be outlawed. Right! It outlawed now! Sorry, I don't recognize you. What emperor are you? We are Pelagius the Mad. It's a shame not to know your ruler, but what else can you expect from someone like you? So are you mad? So you can't tell reality from fantasy? Yes, this is the definition of a mad from a not mad. My subjects are stupid! So you can't guarantee that you are Pelagius? It is reasonable. Errrrr... I'm crazy who thinks I'm crazy? Makes sense. So I'm normal? [The Mind of Madness] I met Pelagius the Mad and you are not him You met Pelagius? This is madness. He's dead. So how can I be him? I'm not dead. I'm not him! Ha-ha! I'm not a mad emperor, just a madman! A great weight off one's mind. Accept the emperor's gifts from me. No, wait, a simple gifts from a simple man. The Asylum Ball by Waughin Jarth My great great uncle was a warder at an asylum in Torval (maybe he was my great great great uncle — it was quite a long time ago), and this is the story that has been passed down in my family from his generation to mine. Perhaps it is purely apocryphal, but when I was told it, it was whispered in such a way that it was meant to be taken seriously. Not having any children of my own to whisper to, and being in need of some gold, I have elected to publish my story. The asylum my great great uncle worked in was apparently very posh. Only the right class of lunatics were admitted. Eccentric dukes, mad baronesses, touched lords, and daft ladies filled the asylums tapestried and gilded halls. Still, it was a time of great excitement when the rumor began that the unhinged Emperor of Tamriel, Pelagius III, was transferring there from a resort in Valenwood. When the rumor became a reality, the asylum went into nice, calm, restive chaos. Pelagius was given an entire wing of the asylum for his own use, for, though he was madder than a jackal, he was still His Terrible Majesty, the Emperor of Tamriel. The Emperor was remarkably well behaved, my great great uncle supposedly asserted. Of course, he did not have to face the commoners who came on all sorts of pretenses to gawk at their overlord, the loon. When one of the warders (not, I have been assured, my uncle) forgot himself and let His Terrible Majesty know that people had been there to see him, the Emperor grew very excited. He made up his mind right there and then to have a ball. A huge party with musicians, dancing, and dinner, right at the lunatic asylum. Or precisely, in his wing of the asylum. Rumors of the Emperor's interest in holding a ball spread throughout Torval and eventually it reached the ears of the Emperess Regent Katariah, Pelagius' dear wife, in the Imperial City. Eager to make her husband happy, she sent a caravan laden with gold to the asylum so a ball might be held befitting the Imperial dignity. The Emperor picked a date for the ball, and preparations began immediately. The old asylum walls were beautifully decorated, but needed cleaning. A pit had to be constructed to house the orchestra; servants for cooking and serving the food had to be hired; gold and ebony candelebras and matching chandeliers were ordered; the old rugs were destroyed, and new rugs embroidered with gems were weaved; lists of guests had to be compiled, reconsidered and recompiled. The Emperor knew that the guest list had to be very exclusive, and he relied on his advisors to tell him who was alive, who was dead, and who was imaginary. The party was set to begin at nine o'clock. At six, the hairdresser he had hired from Torval finished his Imperial coiffure. At seven, he was fully dressed in the robes he had ordered for the ball: voluminous black silk and piled velvet crusted with red diamonds. At eight, he walked down the newly reconstructed staircase to supervise the final preparations — the lighting of the candles, the opening of the wine, the murder of the first course. At nine o'clock, he took his seat at the facsimile throne he had ordered and awaited the first guests. At nine thirty, his advisor, seeing the royal eyes beginning to glaze over with madness, said, "Your Terrible Majesty surely knows that it is not fashionable to arrive at any ball for at least an hour after the desired time, yes?" The Emperor just stared. At ten thirty, the Emperor called for some food and wine, and sat at his throne, looking at the open door, eatting. Thirty minutes later, he ordered the orchestra to begin playing. For the next three hours, they played gaily for the empty, candlelit ballroom. At one o'clock, the Emperor announced his intention to retire for the evening. My uncle was one of the warders who assisted His Terrible Majesty up the staircase. Halfway to his room, Pelagius threw himself on the floor in a hysteria, screaming and laughing, ordering more wine (my mother was good at this part of the story, rolling her eyes and shreiking, "More wine! More wine! Wine!"), and, in short, imagining that he was possessed by all the revellers at his party that never was. Two days later, he was still not better. He had cut himself and those who tried to grapple him horribly with the red diamonds of his robe. Eventually it was decided that the Torval asylum was not equipped to deal with a lunatic of his severity, and he was sent to a more secure location in Black Marsh. It was only three months later, my uncle heard that the Emperor had died. One of my uncle's duties was to clear out the personal property of the inmates after their death. Being primarily landed nobility, the personal property was often quite extensive. Several years after the asylum ball, my uncle was called to clear out the apartment of a duchess whose chief eccentricity was a propensity to pilfer. Kleptomania, I believe it's called. Locked away in a secret door in her desk, protected by a trap armed with a barbed needle, was a variety of jewels, piles of gold, and a five large stacks of beautifully engraved invitations signed in the Emperor's childlike handwriting. Ius in the Rockcreek: Hail, child. Are your an emperor or a god perhaps? Yes, you're right, child. Who are you? I'm the god of animal, Ius. Tell me, do you respect animals? No Then get out of here before I eat you. [Kyne's Peace] Yes. And they respect me back. [Animal Allegiance] Yes. And they respect me too. Yes, I hear in your confident voice a whisper of Kyne. I believe you without any checks. Yes So prove it. Choose from these animals and respect them. Oh, I'll respect this chaurus well Can you lick his mandibles for me? Frostbite spider, I choose you! And you are not from easy scared ones. I wonder how it can happen with an ice wraith I wonder too. Of all the assortment, I prefer trolls You don't hear that every day. Always love mammoth things I hear mammoth respect in your voice. Have I proven my loyalty to animals? Oh, yes! Yes, and it was not necessary to fuck with them. You know? I think this is a dream. I'm the animal god that I can't remember anything about until today. Woman who fuck with animals to show her respect. I had a similar dream during a fever. It's all unreal and I'm not some Ius. And this key and the book. Where do I get them from? Ius, Animal God by Buljursoma The statues one sees throughout Valenwood and parts of Hammerfell and Elsweyr that seem to be of a misshapen humanoid carrying a rod are of Ius, the God of Animals. The rod He carries has its origin in the tale of The Ox and The Evil Farmer. It seems that one day an evil farmer decided to kill all of his animals and have a big party. As The story unfolds, animal after animal is killed and prepared for a big meal. Lastly the farmer comes to the ox and prepares to slit its throat. The ox, not wishing to be anybody's dinner, prayed very vocally to Ius. This came out as a loud Moo, of course. At that very instant Ius appeared carrying a rather large set of balance weights. Without explanation, Ius ate the farmer and vanished. Ever since that day Ius The Extremely Agitated, has always been protrayed as carrying a large set of scales with him. The local Ius worshippers have no idea why and do not seem to care. Although this story has been called fanciful at best, I personally know a racoon who had actually talked to The Ox. That is, before the Ox became filler for the local inn's larder. I do not have any information one way or the other about the validity of this second myth. It is, however, quite traditional. It seems that many, many years ago, before the reign of Uriel Septim VII, before the reign of Cephorus Septim II, yes, even before the age of Pelagius Septim III (long may his name be praised!), there lived a wombat who was the pet of Lady Greelina, daughter of the Lord Prufrock of Rockcreek. Lady Greelina loved her wombat so, and it loved her too with all the passionate intensity a marsupial can muster. Unfortunately, it was a time of great sorrow in Rockcreek. A pestilence had come through the town, destroying all their cash crops (which consisted of raspberries and a few scraggly odd weeds that caused Argonian women to look very attractive to those who partook); Then a plague had come, inflicting nearly every cobbler with chronic hiccoughs; finally a witch had cursed the townspeople so the only words any could utter were "Hmmm. Precisely." All the businesses, stores, and guilds fled from the town faster than an extremely fast thing. Lady Greelina saw her father despairing the loss the town was suffering, so she brought her wombat in and told him, "Father, my wombat can save us all, for it is sacred to the god Ius, God of Animals. The only reason I didn't tell you earlier is because I am an early adolescent going through that period when I don't like to communicate. But please, ask a wish of my wombat, and Ius will fulfill it, for my wombat loves me." The king thought this was fairly flakey, but he had nothing to lose so he uttered a modest wish to the wombat, "All I want is for one business to come to Rockcreek that will never leave no matter the calamity." I probably should have mentioned before that the king had always been cruel to the wombat (he used to lick it and try to make it stick to walls), so the wombat had Ius create an equipment store in front of the palace gate that would never go away. The royal family ended up going mad and eating one another (and ironically, the wombat was one of the first to go). But that is why there is to this day an equipment store blocking the palace gate in Rockcreek. If you don't believe me, go there and see. Hostile naked woman in a Dwarven helmet and with a fork and a knife in the Circus of Cheerful Slaughter: No company! (After defeat) Are you okay? Yes, something came over me. There didn't seem to be anything better than loneliness and I had to protect it at all costs. I think I ate too much cheese before sleep. Thanks for dragging me to my senses. Here, take everything I have: the written note and the slimy key. Wait, where the rest of all my things? 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Are you a wielder of Wabbajack? You carry this thing with pride, and didn't throw it in a dusty closet, did you? Did you? Oh come in stranger, become unstranger. Just close the door on this side - keep out the draft and the shrieks of damned souls. I hate these things on Thursdays. We meet quite often, Lord Sheogorath This is more your problem than mine. Although if I become infested with a mortal, it will be difficult to get her out. Well, I'll look stupid in an anti-mortal cone on my head, so my enemies have a more funny death. Win-win. What is your madness? Ha, good one, little mortal. My madness is reality. You see, I came here because of a great harvest. Such sacrifices for me have not been made for a long time. And I also caught something familiar. Someone familiar. More familiar than my face. This and the fact that the minds offered to me were mostly demented turned me blue. And when I turn blue, the people around me turn red. Such a cute little quirk of my demented mood. Hm... I lost the thread of the conversation before it even started. What do you want, meat pie ingredient? Please free these people Free them? But they are already more free than ever. From the tyranny of common sense, from the shackles of morality, from the oppression of own mind. I can free you too, little mortal. Free you for free. I've already restored their minds Oh stupid mortal. You only see what is in front of you. Or on the sides away from you. And what is behind you if you turn around. And you also can look up or down and obliquely sometimes, but never inward. You've peeled husks off their enlightened faces, but all that they are is Mine. I will return them to luxurious palaces, where two beautiful lesbians, Mania and Dementia, will be waiting for them to kiss to death. What can I offer for them? Correct question. Question of all questions. Everything should start with it. What. Can. You. Offer. For. Them. Ah? Lately I've found sex solves all problems Are you proposing to create a Demi-Prince? Hm. It can easily "outdo" old Molag. Conceived Monster of the Mind. A child of not-so-simple-mortal and not-so-simple Daedra Prince. Very well then. The minds of these people in exchange for your mind to breed finest child of unreason. (+Myths of Sheogorath and The Folium Discognitum) Wake up, woman. Why are you shaking? Are you okay? Wake up. What happened? You fell asleep right on the road. Ladies shouldn't do that. Did I save the settlement from madness? What madness? Of course, we have problems, but everything is like everything else. Nothing extraordinary. I've been through here before. Can you tell me where I went then? Yes, towards Morthal. You were talking about some miraculously dead out there. Edited August 30, 2022 by DSHV Text color differentiation 5
Vinceint Posted August 30, 2022 Posted August 30, 2022 11 hours ago, DSHV said: Regular fur armor and orcish gauntlets. I just made a unique version of them. Setstage AAANightMistress 10. Stage 5 is just wait 1 hour for 10. You can ask an innkeeper about the rumors until they issues the quest for this cell, it is very short. Yes, only for female or with item Troubles of Hero. The button on top of Forgotten Regret. You can get there only with tcl. Talk to deputy warden and prisoners for all options. This is a patch. You need to select a version and replace its file in the main mod, for example by repacking the archive. OK, maybe it's more creepy than sexy, but it's also good for a change. Does anyone have any ideas? For example, is there another book or another way to restore the character's mind? The Pursuit of a Shadow: Karthwasten Reveal hidden contents Clone of Ainethach on the road: Witch of madness! Excuse me, did I come by here recently? You've driven our community crazy! In bad way. Very bad way! What exactly happened? Everyone now thinks that they are not who they are. Deal with it or you'll be in chains branded as a criminal for witchcraft and daedraworship. And not only residents, but also travelers in the area. Why are you normal then? My will is too strong for your tricks. I'm a dragonborn and the Emperor of two continents - Uriel Septim V after all. Have you noticed the dragon army in Skyrim? It was I who flew them here from Akavir. Sorry. [Dragonborn] You are not a dragonborn. It's me Oh, your head don't seem to be in good condition either. I'm surrounded by crazy people. (Optional) Fus him So you can shout. Well, obliviously I can this too. Fus! Fus! FUS! Wait, why can't I get it? Something doesn't add up. I'm a Reachmen, how can I be Uriel Septim V? Thank you, you brought me back from a waking dream. This is your book? Definitely not mine. (+Report: Disaster at Ionith) Any ideas how I can restore those minds? They just fell and sleep very anxiously, constantly twitching. I can't wake them up. Next to one I found this bottle. I don't know how but you have to save them, we don't need the reputation of the cursed settlement and you don't need the reputation of the source of this curse. (+Journey Inward bottle, teleport a door to Collective Unconscious with doors to rooms) Mena: Hey, baby, wants a good time? Free for handsome ones. Enmon: Want a ride, moon sugar lips? Or I can lick you very good. [Illusion>50] You are a simple married miner. I'm a simple married miner. You are a married miner, not a bimbo slut You're lying! I'm a great conqueror of men's hearts and not only hearts! Let me prove you wrong. Let's organize threesome with your spouse Yes! Fuck yes! Let's fuck then Great! Be attentive and you might learn something. Sex! Nice. It's me who should be an active in bed. Silly, It's me who must lead this dance. Let's repeat it but right this time. Phew... I need to catch my breath. Now I need to recover. And you call yourself a slut? Exhausted after a couple of acts? I'm tired? And lost the bed battle to you. So I'm not a slut? Who am I then? A miner? Yes, seems right. I can! I still can do it. Come here, your slut! Tired? Admit the obvious But I'm so experienced. Thousands of women. No? No. It's all fantasy. I am a father and a husband. Is this book yours? I don't read that. (+The Real Barenziah III (Uncensored)) Who is a real bimbo here? You. I don't hear it.. You are the real bimbo slut, right?! We all got it. Lash gra-Dushnikh: Yo-ho, landlubber skeever! Give 'ere yer booty or ye be walk a plank. [Illusion>50] You are a simple orc miner I be a simple orc miner. [Show her your booty] Don't show a reward to a pirate unless ye be willin' to give it all away. All consequences be on ye. Are you a pirate? A pirate be in yer pants, an' I be the gentleman o' fortune kin' o' the Abecean, the storm o' the sea - Cap'n Velehk Sain! [Forgotten Names] I met him and he is a male Dremora, not a female orc like you What? You.. ye dare insult me? You are a woman. What do you think it is? [Grab and shake her crotch] Darin' lass. Wait! Somethin' be wrong. Of course something is wrong. Where have you seen such a male udder? [Grab and shake her boobs] No, it can't be! I be the king! Man! No.. I am a woman with calluses on my hands. It's from physical work, not form battles. Something came over me. Probably the sun baked my head. And the book is not mine (+Pirate King of the Abecean) Ragnar: Oink oink! Are you a pig? Oink! You are human! How I can explain it to you? Oink! Do you want a carrot? Squee! [Illusion>50] You are human No, I'm a pig. Wait. Yes, I'm a human. [Show him your asshole] Squee! Thank you! I thought I was a pig. But seeing your ass, my human desire prevailed. But women don't fuck with animals, that's how I understand I'm not an animal. Ha! What? Nothing And it seemed to me that you found something funny in my words. Glad to help And why did I go crazy for no reason at all? Because of this book? Am I that impressionable? (+The Pig Children) Belchimac (watching at the naked dancer): Hail, child. Hail. Are you enjoying life? Yes. I wouldn't create life if I didn't enjoy it. So are you a god? Yes, child. I create life, enjoy it and watch it die to repeat it all over again. Such is the fate of God. [Illusion>50] You are a mere mortal Your mage mind tricks don't work with me. I'm a God. [Illusion>90] I don't see gods here. Expect me, the god of illusions I'm a mere mortal? That's sad.. You create this dancer? Yes. Well, not quite. She is created by these scrolls that you dropped last time. But I use these scrolls! Do you know where I went? Can you tell me? What difference does it make where you went? On a divine scale, it is nothing - went north or south. You won't go beyond Mundus anyway. Don't you think that you not only look but also taste the fruits of your creation? Taste? I tried but the dancer doesn't react at all. Maybe you offer yourself? Yes, your Godness It's a great honor for you. Remember it forever. No I didn't want to anyway. Are you almighty? Yes, child. If you make a tomato salad, you can do whatever you want with it, nothing will stop you from eating it or sprinkle it with skooma. So you can create an unliftable stone? I can. But if you can't lift it, then you're not almighty ???????? Fuck off, bitch! What the hell are you talking? [He threw a book and scrolls at you] I need to go to work, create a silver ore from a hard labor. (+A Children's Anuad) Boy (Khajiit) at the Sanctuary: Come with me, lady. Come. Who are you? Just a boy. I and my duck friend are building a palace. Isn't it wonderful? You mean this creepiest structure made of human bones? As all grown-ups you don't understand. It's magnificest palace from alabaster and ivory. Yes, it's good. Can I help you with anything? Yes, we need more building material. Mister Skeletons have it but don't want to share. We must punish the greedy. Bring me their materials. Ten arms, five pelvises and five skulls will be enough. Then I'll call you a friend. That's what you wanted, creepy "kid" Excellent! Excellent! The duck also thanks you. And he won't kill you as a treat. We should not be greedy and should share. Here, take this rusty key and this boring book without pictures. This shit I'll see in my nightmares, and you're not a child What are you talking about? You are an adult Khajiit. And you know what to do [Undress] I.. I.. To Oblivion those childish play. And to Oblivion that duck! Come here, bitch! I hope you like spiky dicks! Thank you. Now I know that I'm dreaming. Well, what a shitty dream, not otherwise Vaermina kissed me before going to my sleeping bag. Here, take this rusty key and this book, they are not mine anyway. A Gift of Sanctuary A little boy, scion of a wealthy house, once went to the lake shore with his parents on holiday. While the elders sipped wine in a cabin with their snooty fellows, the boy was left to play in the sand and mud. He was terribly sad at being so scorned, and went searching for a friend. The boy did not have to search long. He found a wonderfully chatty duck in the reeds who told him stories of places the boy could only dream of. Though he was quickly enchanted by the tales, the boy became melancholy that he would never see such a place with his own eyes. The duck laughed and told him that this was not so! They would build one together! The boy and the duck waded out to a small island on the lake and together they built a tiny house of sticks and sand. This sufficed for an hour, until the duck suggested that a house was not a fitting place for the boy. He deserved a palace! The mortar of mud would not be enough, but one of the adults might help. The boy went back to the cabin and found a noble who had stepped outside to relieve himself, so inebriated he was. He was easily coaxed into following the boy back to the island, where the duck leapt and tore out his throat to use blood and flesh for the mortar and bones for the beams. The boy was delighted, but the palace had to be bigger! Back he went, again and again, to collect the drunken folk to show them the magnificent palace. Again and again the duck added their bits to the wondrous palace, whose spires and arches dried to become alabaster and gold. When the boy's parents came to collect him, he took them to see his magnificent palace out on the lake. They screamed and screamed and ran, leaving the boy alone with the duck. He was not sad! Together they made merry on the island until the mists closed in around it and spirited it away to a land of cheer and mirth for all time. Pelagius the Mad in the The Asylum: Kneel before your emperor! [Kneel] Now bark like a dog! Woof! Woof! Now like a cow! Mooo! Now like a member of the Argonian delegation! Errrr... What? I protest! This is racism! Shhhh... shhhh? Great! Very similar! Now serve me as your emperor deserve. I command you! Yes, Your Imperial Majesty Oh, sex! I legalized it. Praise me! No, Your Imperial Majesty This phrase should be outlawed. Right! It outlawed now! Sorry, I don't recognize you. What emperor are you? We are Pelagius the Mad. It's a shame not to know your ruler, but what else can you expect from someone like you? So are you mad? So you can't tell reality from fantasy? Yes, this is the definition of a mad from a not mad. My subjects are stupid! So you can't guarantee that you are Pelagius? It is reasonable. Errrrr... I'm crazy who thinks I'm crazy? Makes sense. So I'm normal? [The Mind of Madness] I met Pelagius the Mad and you are not him You met Pelagius? This is madness. He's dead. So how can I be him? I'm not dead. I'm not him! Ha-ha! I'm not a mad emperor, just a madman! A great weight off one's mind. Accept the emperor's gifts from me. No, wait, a simple gifts from a simple man. The Asylum Ball by Waughin Jarth My great great uncle was a warder at an asylum in Torval (maybe he was my great great great uncle — it was quite a long time ago), and this is the story that has been passed down in my family from his generation to mine. Perhaps it is purely apocryphal, but when I was told it, it was whispered in such a way that it was meant to be taken seriously. Not having any children of my own to whisper to, and being in need of some gold, I have elected to publish my story. The asylum my great great uncle worked in was apparently very posh. Only the right class of lunatics were admitted. Eccentric dukes, mad baronesses, touched lords, and daft ladies filled the asylums tapestried and gilded halls. Still, it was a time of great excitement when the rumor began that the unhinged Emperor of Tamriel, Pelagius III, was transferring there from a resort in Valenwood. When the rumor became a reality, the asylum went into nice, calm, restive chaos. Pelagius was given an entire wing of the asylum for his own use, for, though he was madder than a jackal, he was still His Terrible Majesty, the Emperor of Tamriel. The Emperor was remarkably well behaved, my great great uncle supposedly asserted. Of course, he did not have to face the commoners who came on all sorts of pretenses to gawk at their overlord, the loon. When one of the warders (not, I have been assured, my uncle) forgot himself and let His Terrible Majesty know that people had been there to see him, the Emperor grew very excited. He made up his mind right there and then to have a ball. A huge party with musicians, dancing, and dinner, right at the lunatic asylum. Or precisely, in his wing of the asylum. Rumors of the Emperor's interest in holding a ball spread throughout Torval and eventually it reached the ears of the Emperess Regent Katariah, Pelagius' dear wife, in the Imperial City. Eager to make her husband happy, she sent a caravan laden with gold to the asylum so a ball might be held befitting the Imperial dignity. The Emperor picked a date for the ball, and preparations began immediately. The old asylum walls were beautifully decorated, but needed cleaning. A pit had to be constructed to house the orchestra; servants for cooking and serving the food had to be hired; gold and ebony candelebras and matching chandeliers were ordered; the old rugs were destroyed, and new rugs embroidered with gems were weaved; lists of guests had to be compiled, reconsidered and recompiled. The Emperor knew that the guest list had to be very exclusive, and he relied on his advisors to tell him who was alive, who was dead, and who was imaginary. The party was set to begin at nine o'clock. At six, the hairdresser he had hired from Torval finished his Imperial coiffure. At seven, he was fully dressed in the robes he had ordered for the ball: voluminous black silk and piled velvet crusted with red diamonds. At eight, he walked down the newly reconstructed staircase to supervise the final preparations — the lighting of the candles, the opening of the wine, the murder of the first course. At nine o'clock, he took his seat at the facsimile throne he had ordered and awaited the first guests. At nine thirty, his advisor, seeing the royal eyes beginning to glaze over with madness, said, "Your Terrible Majesty surely knows that it is not fashionable to arrive at any ball for at least an hour after the desired time, yes?" The Emperor just stared. At ten thirty, the Emperor called for some food and wine, and sat at his throne, looking at the open door, eatting. Thirty minutes later, he ordered the orchestra to begin playing. For the next three hours, they played gaily for the empty, candlelit ballroom. At one o'clock, the Emperor announced his intention to retire for the evening. My uncle was one of the warders who assisted His Terrible Majesty up the staircase. Halfway to his room, Pelagius threw himself on the floor in a hysteria, screaming and laughing, ordering more wine (my mother was good at this part of the story, rolling her eyes and shreiking, "More wine! More wine! Wine!"), and, in short, imagining that he was possessed by all the revellers at his party that never was. Two days later, he was still not better. He had cut himself and those who tried to grapple him horribly with the red diamonds of his robe. Eventually it was decided that the Torval asylum was not equipped to deal with a lunatic of his severity, and he was sent to a more secure location in Black Marsh. It was only three months later, my uncle heard that the Emperor had died. One of my uncle's duties was to clear out the personal property of the inmates after their death. Being primarily landed nobility, the personal property was often quite extensive. Several years after the asylum ball, my uncle was called to clear out the apartment of a duchess whose chief eccentricity was a propensity to pilfer. Kleptomania, I believe it's called. Locked away in a secret door in her desk, protected by a trap armed with a barbed needle, was a variety of jewels, piles of gold, and a five large stacks of beautifully engraved invitations signed in the Emperor's childlike handwriting. Ius in the Rockcreek: Hail, child. Are your an emperor or a god perhaps? Yes, you're right, child. Who are you? I'm the god of animal, Ius. Tell me, do you respect animals? No Then get out of here before I eat you. [Kyne's Peace] Yes. And they respect me back. [Animal Allegiance] Yes. And they respect me too. Yes, I hear in your confident voice a whisper of Kyne. I believe you without any checks. Yes So prove it. Choose from these animals and respect them. Oh, I'll respect this chaurus well Can you lick his mandibles for me? Frostbite spider, I choose you! And you are not from easy scared ones. I wonder how it can happen with an ice wraith I wonder too. Of all the assortment, I prefer trolls You don't hear that every day. Always love mammoth things I hear mammoth respect in your voice. Have I proven my loyalty to animals? Oh, yes! Yes, and it was not necessary to fuck with them. You know? I think this is a dream. I'm the animal god that I can't remember anything about until today. Woman who fuck with animals to show her respect. I had a similar dream during a fever. It's all unreal and I'm not some Ius. And this key and the book. Where do I get them from? Ius, Animal God by Buljursoma The statues one sees throughout Valenwood and parts of Hammerfell and Elsweyr that seem to be of a misshapen humanoid carrying a rod are of Ius, the God of Animals. The rod He carries has its origin in the tale of The Ox and The Evil Farmer. It seems that one day an evil farmer decided to kill all of his animals and have a big party. As The story unfolds, animal after animal is killed and prepared for a big meal. Lastly the farmer comes to the ox and prepares to slit its throat. The ox, not wishing to be anybody's dinner, prayed very vocally to Ius. This came out as a loud Moo, of course. At that very instant Ius appeared carrying a rather large set of balance weights. Without explanation, Ius ate the farmer and vanished. Ever since that day Ius The Extremely Agitated, has always been protrayed as carrying a large set of scales with him. The local Ius worshippers have no idea why and do not seem to care. Although this story has been called fanciful at best, I personally know a racoon who had actually talked to The Ox. That is, before the Ox became filler for the local inn's larder. I do not have any information one way or the other about the validity of this second myth. It is, however, quite traditional. It seems that many, many years ago, before the reign of Uriel Septim VII, before the reign of Cephorus Septim II, yes, even before the age of Pelagius Septim III (long may his name be praised!), there lived a wombat who was the pet of Lady Greelina, daughter of the Lord Prufrock of Rockcreek. Lady Greelina loved her wombat so, and it loved her too with all the passionate intensity a marsupial can muster. Unfortunately, it was a time of great sorrow in Rockcreek. A pestilence had come through the town, destroying all their cash crops (which consisted of raspberries and a few scraggly odd weeds that caused Argonian women to look very attractive to those who partook); Then a plague had come, inflicting nearly every cobbler with chronic hiccoughs; finally a witch had cursed the townspeople so the only words any could utter were "Hmmm. Precisely." All the businesses, stores, and guilds fled from the town faster than an extremely fast thing. Lady Greelina saw her father despairing the loss the town was suffering, so she brought her wombat in and told him, "Father, my wombat can save us all, for it is sacred to the god Ius, God of Animals. The only reason I didn't tell you earlier is because I am an early adolescent going through that period when I don't like to communicate. But please, ask a wish of my wombat, and Ius will fulfill it, for my wombat loves me." The king thought this was fairly flakey, but he had nothing to lose so he uttered a modest wish to the wombat, "All I want is for one business to come to Rockcreek that will never leave no matter the calamity." I probably should have mentioned before that the king had always been cruel to the wombat (he used to lick it and try to make it stick to walls), so the wombat had Ius create an equipment store in front of the palace gate that would never go away. The royal family ended up going mad and eating one another (and ironically, the wombat was one of the first to go). But that is why there is to this day an equipment store blocking the palace gate in Rockcreek. If you don't believe me, go there and see. Hostile naked woman in a Dwarven helmet and with a fork and a knife in the Circus of Cheerful Slaughter: No company! (After defeat) Are you okay? Yes, something came over me. There didn't seem to be anything better than loneliness and I had to protect it at all costs. I think I ate too much cheese before sleep. Thanks for dragging me to my senses. Here, take everything I have: the written note and the slimy key. Wait, where the rest of all my things? 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Are you a wielder of Wabbajack? You carry this thing with pride, and didn't throw it in a dusty closet, did you? Did you? Oh come in stranger, become unstranger. Just close the door on this side - keep out the draft and the shrieks of damned souls. I hate these things on Thursdays. We meet quite often, Lord Sheogorath This is more your problem than mine. Although if I become infested with a mortal, it will be difficult to get her out. Well, I'll look stupid in an anti-mortal cone on my head, so my enemies have a more funny death. Win-win. What is your madness? Ha, good one, little mortal. My madness is reality. You see, I came here because of a great harvest. Such sacrifices for me have not been made for a long time. And I also caught something familiar. Someone familiar. More familiar than my face. This and the fact that the minds offered to me were mostly demented turned me blue. And when I turn blue, the people around me turn red. Such a cute little quirk of my demented mood. Hm... I lost the thread of the conversation before it even started. What do you want, meat pie ingredient? Please free these people Free them? But they are already more free than ever. From the tyranny of common sense, from the shackles of morality, from the oppression of own mind. I can free you too, little mortal. Free you for free. I've already restored their minds Oh stupid mortal. You only see what is in front of you. Or on the sides away from you. And what is behind you if you turn around. And you also can look up or down and obliquely sometimes, but never inward. You've peeled husks off their enlightened faces, but all that they are is Mine. I will return them to luxurious palaces, where two beautiful lesbians, Mania and Dementia, will be waiting for them to kiss to death. What can I offer for them? Correct question. Question of all questions. Everything should start with it. What. Can. You. Offer. For. Them. Ah? Lately I've found sex solves all problems Are you proposing to create a Demi-Prince? Hm. It can easily "outdo" old Molag. Conceived Monster of the Mind. A child of not-so-simple-mortal and not-so-simple Daedra Prince. Very well then. The minds of these people in exchange for your mind to breed finest child of unreason. (+Myths of Sheogorath and The Folium Discognitum) Wake up, woman. Why are you shaking? Are you okay? Wake up. What happened? You fell asleep right on the road. Ladies shouldn't do that. Did I save the settlement from madness? What madness? Of course, we have problems, but everything is like everything else. Nothing extraordinary. I've been through here before. Can you tell me where I went then? Yes, towards Morthal. You were talking about some miraculously dead out there. Ok, got it So, the idea for u: make some changes to quest to play it by male character to create guild of humiliation not as slave but as dominant leader
Kiasiri Posted August 30, 2022 Posted August 30, 2022 I have fought th troll multiple times but it is counting how many times do i have to punch a troll to death?
DSHV Posted September 1, 2022 Author Posted September 1, 2022 On 8/31/2022 at 1:18 AM, Vinceint said: So, the idea for u: make some changes to quest to play it by male character to create guild of humiliation not as slave but as dominant leader I think it's easier to make new quests for this from scratch. On 8/31/2022 at 2:32 AM, Kiasiri said: I have fought th troll multiple times but it is counting how many times do i have to punch a troll to death? You mean by the quest Trees and Fruits? You don't need to hit him. You need to talk to Catherine's mother until you teleport back. For Morthal I decided to write a quest with a reference to ESO (Greymoor chapter). The Pursuit of a Shadow: Morthal Spoiler Random person: Excuse me, did I come by here recently? You! After you've been here, the dead have risen from their graves and harass the town! Either you undoing the damage or you're being accused of necromancy! How and where do they attack? They come from the swamps and attack women. So far, no one has been killed, but no one says what happened to them. In short, fix it, or you will be punished! Woman: Help! There's a living dead! Nooooo! [Cover her up] Thank you! Too late... [Watch the attack] It's not to late, damn you! Thank you, my heroine! Thanks for nothing, scum! Where did he come from? From there. [She pointed to the east] Deal with them or I'll have a nasty fetish. Woman: Aaaaaaaa! I will save you! [Cover her up] Phew! I did everything I could [Watch the attack] You did nothing! Where did he come from? From there. [She pointed to the east] Woman: Oh no. Now I will be defiled by these insatiable undeads. How bad. Not on my watch! [Cover her up] Arrrgh. [Watch the attack] Now they conquer my defenseless flesh. And nothing can be done. Where did he come from? Of course, I did not follow them, but I accidentally saw that they come from Kjenstag Ruins. There are also feels supernatural cold, so take a warm clothes. Maxten Favrete: Freiwen? Where are you, my love? I shouldn't be here. Are you resurrecting the dead? Yes. I must find Freiwen. It's easier to find her in a group. Who are you? Can't you see? Cryomancer and necromancer. Maxten Favrete is the name. Have you see Freiwen, sweetest girl on the Nirn? Who is Freiwen? Jarl's daughter. Adorable and innocent. The last time I see her, she wore green dress. I'm afraid I harmed her. But it was by accident, honestly! As far as I know about the jarl, she does not have a daughter with that name So Reddharn no more jarl? How much time has passed? Is Interregnum over? Which banner control Imperial City? Mede's Drake banner Mede? Drake? No idea what are they. Black of the Thalmor So Aldmeri Dominion won. I don't know. And don't care about politics So everything is the same as always. [Intelligence] Interregnum? It was long ago in the second era. Now the fourth Did I miss two eras? Who and why woke me up now? Doesn't matter. All I want is to see Freiwen! I'm Freiwen! You? You have changed so much, my love! Let's lay down right here! Yeah, sure My love! No! Don't you love me anymore? It's because I'm dead and icy?! I'll show you that I could be worse! Minions! Punish this brat! The reason for the attack of the deads is the risen necromancer This is terrible! I knew that the reason was damned magic! All because of Falion. Jarl: If you stop this necromancer, I will reward you. Go to Falion, he should know what to do. Falion: I didn't doubt it. Is he at Kjenstag Ruins? Very high necropotency point. Can you kill the undead? No, weapons and magic have no effect on her Bad. Take those amulets of Arkay. Try to put the undead to rest in the name of Arkay. Is this the whole rite? Any unconsecrated body can be possessed by any spirit or daedra. The simpler the ritual, the more people can perform it, even a peasant. In the name of Arkay, return to where you belong, ghost! I belong where my Freiwen is. [Your amulet is shattered] In the name of Arkay, begone! The enemy has no power here. [Your next amulet is shattered] In the name.. Freiwen will never love you back while you're a such wicked necromage Not! It was by accident! By accident! I'll fix everything! I can raise the dead back! Nothing is irreversible! Find peace and maybe she will forgive you in the afterlife ??? Soul gem fragments are scattered here. I think it's because of the ritual that awakened me. Collect them. Here are the fragments Now I'm trying to untie... Jarl: I dealt with the source of the dead Excellent. I thought it wasn't your fault. Superstitious people like to blame everyone for the paranormal phenomena. Take your well-deserved reward. And when I left before the attacks began, where did I go? Don't you know yourself? Weird. But okay. You obviously went to the Dragon Bridge. 3
SuperNovaX Posted September 3, 2022 Posted September 3, 2022 (edited) Used tcl and looked around for almost an hour, where exactly the button located in Forgotten Regret? On the top? Near the roof? from outside or inside the building? Maybe I'm just blind, may I ask someone kindly gives a screenshot please? Stucking at Whore-Teacher recruiting quest. Set stage not working for me, the quest not showing up when I use sqt as well. Dunno what's going on.. Edited September 3, 2022 by SuperNovaX
DSHV Posted September 5, 2022 Author Posted September 5, 2022 On 9/4/2022 at 1:54 AM, SuperNovaX said: Used tcl and looked around for almost an hour, where exactly the button located in Forgotten Regret? Outside, on the top of the building. Should finish Whore-teacher quest and teleport her in the guild. The final. Not as grand as I would like. Still open to suggestions and ideas on this. And I can always add quests after meeting the doppelganger. The Pursuit of a Shadow: Thalmor Embassy Spoiler Zan'ishka at Dragon Bridge: How long do I have to wait? Faster! Faster! Where are we going? No time for jokes now. Are you ready or not? I have my teleportation ring ready. Wait just a little Believe me, it's better not to keep these mer waiting. Ready Hold my hand tightly! Thalmor Wizard: You finally showed up your A: scaly B: half-breed D: dark H: renegade I: loser K: furry N: drunk O: pig R: rebellious W: primal face! Summoning Daedra is much faster and they are much more useful. And why am I here? Is your brain so small that you don't remember what you yourself suggested? We're gonna have a party to celebrate divorce of Skyrim and the so-called Empire, if you can even call it that. You will entertain us, as a representative whore of this frozen land. Take your clothes, you will serve food and drinks to warm up before the action. Right here? A modest whore? Don't joke, you won't get paid extra for this. After that, will you tell me where I went after our agreement? I see you are not very smart here, in Skyrim. But of course, your elven master will not only point you in the direction, but also give you a goodbye kick in the ass. Can I refuse? Can you? No. Too lazy to lie and joke, either you do whatever we want, or you suffer and do what we want. Or suffer very much and beg to do what we want. Understood "Understood, sir." Or better "Undertood, elven master". What would you like to eat, sir? I want Elsweyr Fondue, servant girl. Grilled Chicken Breast [He grabs your breast] and a wine. Vegetable Soup, wench. Boiled Creme Treat and Ale. [He slaps your ass at parting] You have a familiar face. Let me taste it. Towel (naked Khajiit): I need Elsweyr Fondue I need Grilled Chicken Breast and a wine I need Vegetable Soup I need Boiled Creme Treat and Ale Here we are! Who are you? Towel. They wipe their hands on me after eating. And after you I will wash the floor with myself, will lick and rub with my fur. So please take in yourself as much fluids as you can. Sticky and stale cum in the hair is terrible. And I'm not allowed to use the bathroom here. Please consume sperm, saliva and the rest a lot. Your order, sir Dismissed. Go to next. What, Skyrim whore? Too hard work for you, huh? It is best not to overeat before vigorous physical activity. [He winked at you] This is the taste of a liar. You hide something. I'll watch you. What's next? Next cultural event is striptease. Undress! Ugh.. Fine. [Take off your gloves] Make it sexy or you'll have to get dressed again and repeat the process until it will be arousing. Yes, sir! [Take off your gloves] Be sexy, move your slutty hips. [Take off your hat] Make Skyrim proud of her daughter! [Take off your boots] Come on! Come on show your shameless body already! [Show your shameless body] Now dance! Dance, monkey! [Dance] Great to meet Skyrim culture before dragging it down to civilizedness. Don't fill your whore head with complex words. Now personally thank all those present for the extermination of heretics in Skyrim. Let me thank you for your hard work Kiss my dick then. [Kneel down and kiss his dick] Mwah! Thank you Don't worry, we'll destroy even a memory of that ridiculous man-god. [He spit on your face] Your ass. Thank me good, whore, like you used to. Do you have cold cunt and mouth like this land? Yeah, fuck you, bitch. Like fuck Tiber with Skyrim. What's next? Orgy. And one. Two. Three. That's all. You have become too dirty for our cocks. Although... What's a party without spectacle? Let me summon someone else. More sex with magic anomalies, wisps and a wispmother. It was a great show of Skyrim tradition. Your reward and you can go. Can you tell where I supposed to go after this? You.. Oh Quvira! We have already used you, so we can throw, I mean, give you to her. Quvira: Would you like to use me? I always get leftovers. You see, they don't want to use whores after me. But let's go to a more private place. [Suddenly the floor under your feet parted and you fell through. At the bottom, the stone held you tight, sinking lower and lower until it was spit out into a room] As you can see I'm a geomancer, a stone mage. [Stone hands sprouted from the ground and grabbed your legs] Please, ma'am! Spare me! "Oh, help me, have mercy on me!" Bah! This song is so hackneyed that it causes nothing but yawns. Oh geomancy? How many opportunities for bed games does this open up? Yes, imagine I can create a golem with a bunch of arms and choose the shape and length of a cock myself. Or cocks. Oh, glad to meet someone who appreciates my abilities. For that, I won't be too hard on you. Too hard. Now that you are fixed, I can do whatever I want with you. Ma'am? Now my favorite part. [The stone palm flew swiftly into your pussy and clenched into a fist] A stone fisting! [In a few hours you felt a huge range of emotions - from previously unexperienced orgasm to agony. With the help of the stone hands, she makes you do anything - caress her, beat, humiliate yourself and serve her] Ugh..Mistress.. Great session. You are very tough for a whore. I even thought that you liked my fist-strapon. What can I do for you? Can you tell where I supposed to go after this? Solitude. Yes exactly. If I had known what you were like that, then of course I would not have let you leave the first time. I will find you if you are on the ground, of course. [She lifted your head by the hair and kissed you goodbye] Shadower perk - While chasing your doppelganger, you experienced adventures and found solutions to problems. Mostly of a sexual perverse nature. +60 Stamina. Doppelganger at solitude's The Winking Skeever: Let's talk about how you messed up there Dear memories. The contract in Riften? It was my first quill test. ... Na-h, will finish this overview of all quests after implementation. Are there animations for magic anomalies, wisps and a wispmother? Or are you thinking of more suitable сreatures? 4
ssskn Posted September 5, 2022 Posted September 5, 2022 Another bug to report: That cellar in the all female orc village needs to have its cell doors connected. Otherwise that orc tells you to meet her at midnight and she will never show. Connecting two cells is easy as clicking finalize after selecting the door in CK's navmesh. Possibly other cells need this as well. I haven't gone through all the quests. For other people, easiest way to tell if they are connected is to see if your followers show up in the adjacent cell.
DSHV Posted September 7, 2022 Author Posted September 7, 2022 On 9/5/2022 at 10:35 PM, ssskn said: Otherwise that orc tells you to meet her at midnight and she will never show. When I tested, she appears. I finalize my navmeshes, at least I try to remember about it. She might be stuck somewhere. What does she do instead? Just stand still or lost?
DSHV Posted September 9, 2022 Author Posted September 9, 2022 (edited) My plans for 2.6: Small encounters. For example, I think about Troll Orc queen, make Lustful slavegirl at the Swindler's Den a follower, Arivanya thinks that horses are dull creatures, Add a troll to Markarth Fighitng Pits; Unbidden roommate in one of you homes; More Tapashees disciple quest: Just connect to other quests like New Home for Homeless, Ysolda's Goods, Apologize to Argonians; More Catherine's Whoring quests? Where else can we go? Even can go to the past or future; Farm Life: The heroine is enslaved to be a farm slave; Moral Character: Fighting Wrath (Read below); No word from an agent, The troubles of Jordis, Job for Shihira and Ra'raya; War Whore Invitation? Finish The Pursuit of a Shadow: Riverwood, Whiterun, Rorikstead, Old Hroldan, Karthwasten, Morthal, Thalmor Embassy; What do you think? Still open to any ideas. @xesfer Moral Character: Fighting Wrath Spoiler Lydia: Now my beloved thane is time to deal with wrath. It's an insidious sin: just a moment is enough to overwhelm you. Many promising thanes lost themselves 'cause of anger. Blinded by anger, they lost their composure and made bad decisions that proved fatal for them and their companions. To be a perfect thane you need to learn how to control yourself and keep calm at all times. Pff. This is easy. I've been a role model for calm as long as I've known you Do you really think so, my thane? So it's not a problem if I say you are gaining weight and by now you're almost a fat cow with a bummed ass? Hey, I know what you're doing. You want to make me angry. I will not give into provocations! Very well, then we have nothing more to argue and this is good because your breath stinks. You should really moderate your cum intake. How dare you? Stop that now I just told the truth and you immediately lost control. And I haven't even mentioned that you smell like a latrine. You need to wash yourself every now and again.. This is unfair. That's because of you. You always make me do those despicable things with vagrants and stray animals... Do you really think that? It seems to me that you acted for your free choice. Maybe deep down yourself, you yearn to be just a kinky little bitch... I must stay calm, I must stay calm. I won't play your games What games? The face the whole thanedom of the hold at the stake! [Smack her!] (Lydia remembers this) I'm not offended, just filled with even more determination to curb your vicious temper, angry thane. You're right. Please help me to be a better thane Certainly my thane. This is what I do every day. Be assured that I will always watch over you. PC And Lydia are walking inside a city when suddenly Lydia removes her thane's clothes. Are you crazy? Why did you do that? It is to test your calm, my thane. Did you forget that a good thane needs to always be unperturbable? Give me my clothes back now! I won't do that. You're making fun of me [Smiling] No way my thane. I always only want the best for you. But there are people here. They'll think I'm just a cheap whore! A good thane knows his inner essence very well and he does not allow himself to be influenced by people's prejudices. (Mumbling) So my inner self desires to be ashamed? (Loud) You're right. Please help me to be a better thane Certainly my thane. This is what I do every day. Be assured that I will always watch over you. [Punch her and take your clothes back] (Lydia remembers this) Bad, bad thane! [Strip her too] This was unexpected! But I won't give your clothes back! Besides, I have nothing to be embarrassed by my healthy strong body. Please mistre... miss Lydia. Give me my clothes back. I'm ashamed to death You are not ready for this yet. Here they are, but I will insist on improving you on this aspect. I know mistress. I'll do as you wish I'm not your mistress, even if I like as it sounds from your mouth. So let's parade you around the town... I mean, let's continue our business. By the way, do you still keep your collar? I think you're ready to learn a new lesson about how to control anger. Are you ready my thane? This is another one of your tricks to embarrass me. You can forget it (Lydia remembers this) Maybe you are not ready for this yet, but I will insist on improving you. I'm ready. Please help me to be a better one mistre... Miss Lydia Certainly my thane. This is what I do every day. Be assured that I will always watch over you. You need to meet one kind person. Bubba: Is it you - the bitch, whom I should provoke? Other bulky bitch with a silky voice said if I can piss you off you will pay me 5000. Who will agree to this? You already agreed through your housecarl. Well, let's try.. Shut the fuck up your big mouth, bitch! [He slapped your face withouth holding back] Cunt should be silent when the male speaks. [Kick his balls] (ragdoll) (A) - this option is in every further dialog. AAAAAAArgh! I won! Though I don't feel like a winner. [Shut up as a woman should] [He slapped your cheek, the face spun the other way from the force of the blow] You fucking bitch! Like to experience the real strength of a man? You're a weakling and a crybaby like any woman. [He slapped your other cheek, you thought he wanted to rip your head off] [Wait humbly, looking at him through tears] [He grabbed your head and started ruthlessly shaking it from side to side] Fucking whore! Scum! Piece of shit! Speak. Man addressed to you and only then you have the right to speak, meatholes. Ugh.. Yes, sir. I, Ugh.. as a woman, happy to..Ah.. Any male attention Then you're cum from this.. [He furiously began rubbing your face into his crotch] Th..th..thank.. you.. Ugh... Sir! Do you want me to do the same but with my ass, disgusting slut? No [Still holding your head at groin level, he kicked you in the stomach] This is your women's lesson. "No" to a man equals pain, living cesspool. Yes. Please, sir! But I never cleaned my ass. As if I knew about this moment. Still want to wipe my arse with your face? I wants to do it even more, sir Then beg me about it, walking toilet. Please, sir! Use me as your asswiper! Louder, lowest insect! PLEASE, SIR! USE ME AS YOUR ASSWIPER! Pretty please Because you're..? DIRTY PERVERTED SLUT, WHO LOVES DIRTY ASSES! [He lowered his pants and wiped his crotch, asshole and place between with your gratitude face very well] As a thank you, you can lick my shoes, trash. [Kneel and lick his dirty shoes] [He kicked the ground causing dust in your face. Suppressing a cough and with watery eyes, you began to lick the man's boots. They were very dirty, but you found every speck of dust with your tongue and swallowed it] What a miserable pathetic creature you are. No objections? No.. [Lick] Sir. You're [Lick] absolutly right. [Lick, lick] I'm - nothing [Lick] [He started spitting and throwing dirt on your head] Your parents must have been proud of you. Right, foul worm? No..[Lick] Sir. But [Lick, lick, lick] I [Lick] don't care. [Lick] Then I can do this, shitty dauther? Yes [Lick] Sir. [Lick] They would be [Lick, lick, lick] proud for the useful dauther [Lick] So your parents know you're such a schmuck? Or they raised you as cattle themselves? So this will make you nostalgic. [He pees on your head] Suck out this puddle, you is the right place for wastes, scumbag. [Suck out his piss from the ground] [Slurp] Thank you for the meal, sir Сome here, embodiment of shame! [He lifted you up with a jerk and ripped off all your clothes] [Spread your legs wide and put your hands behind your head] Oh, sir.. Fucking whore! [He began to squeeze and beat your tits. They all over the place] [Patiently tolerate his mayhem] [He heatedly began to beat you with his fists, sometimes twisting you for breaking] [Patiently tolerate his mayhem] You're weak, ugly, smelly, stupid, weak, useless slop bucket! [With a face twisted with rage, he tortured your body without restraint] Get angry already! I need this money, shitbag! Cumdumpster! Bimbo-toilet! Cocksleeve! Punchdoll! [Finally after the rampage he began to rest, breathing heavily] Great hits, sir. You are so strong and bold. My cunt already swollen and flowing Oh shut up! I even used a special Redguard technique - Adrenaline Rush. What a stumpy cunt you are! You yourself seem to need to subdue your wrath, sir That bitch tricked me! There is some catch with you. A normal person won't tolerate this. Should've tested the same on this stupid cunt Lydia. You can mix me with shit, but don't you dare open your rotten mouth on my dear housecarl, you prick! [Kick his balls] (ragdoll) (B) AAAAAAArgh! I won! Though I don't feel like a winner. Is that all? I won? I don't need to pay you? Not yet. You are obedient slut. Agree that you lost and pay me anyway. What! It's not fair! Yes, very unfair. You have every right to be angry. Right, stupid cocksucker? Oh, since I lost anyway, I guess I'll do this. [Kick his balls] (ragdoll) (A) AAAAAAArgh! I won! Though I don't feel like a winner. Yes you are right. I admit my defeat (C) It's because I'm a man and you're a woman. You have a penis - this is already a guarantee of victory. I'm not only stronger, but smarter than you, slit. Lydia: (B) [She's blushing for some reason] Naughty thane. It is I who must defend your honor, not the other way around. I'm just your obedient servant. He insulted you. Should I have swallowed it like nothing happened? But you've swallowed much worse just before. I didn't know this side of you. Thane. [Her eyes were covered with a dreamy veil] Ha. Ha. Ha. "My obedient servant". Do you believe in this yourself? You are my mistress and tormentor. Well, since you say so, you must follow your order, thane. Mistress and tormentor, you said? [Her eyes were covered with a dreamy veil] Yes, mistress. Whatever you say Silly thane. You have a good sense of humor. [Her eyes were covered with a dreamy veil] But still.. (A) You are a very angry woman. Something urgently needs to be done about this, or other innocent people can become your victim. (C) You know how to admit defeat, that's good, my thane. And you didn't even take it out on an innocent. Innocent? Did you see what he did to me? What did he say? He did it at my request to make you better. I'm sure he would never say those rude words or raise his hand to a woman in real life. Stop making plans behind my back that involve my conditions and my fortune! This is not just my whim, but a duty to make you a worthy thane! To the whole Whiterun hold. This is also your duty. I wish you would strive to fulfill it as well as you like to complain. Now you have to pay him Yes, I'm being a harsh on him. I need to apologize. Obviously, not only will you pay him double what you are due, but you have seriously injured his manhood. You have to restore it. He should have been taken to Temple of Kynareth already. Skank? I want to apologize. And I will pay you 10000 instead of 5000 You are still a bitch. It is impossible for a woman to understand the pain and humiliation that you brought to me. You'll have to to redeem yourself. But you show humility, so I can reduce your debt due to actions curing my balls and self-esteem. I want to pay my whole debt (10000 gold) No. You are obviously rich bitch and so that you will not show the depth of repentance. Deserve to repay your debt to me. Through sweat and tears. I want to pay my debt, sir (100 gold) (-100 debt) Fuck you! I want to pay my debt, sir (500 gold) (-500 debt) Money won't unhurt my dignity and balls, cunt. Thank you for letting me pay you, sir [He spit on your face] [He spit on your face, but missed and hit the chest] [He spit on your face, but missed and hit the belly] [He spit on your face, but missed and hit Danica Pure-Spring] [Kiss his balls] (-100 debt) [You showered his balls with kisses, whispering with aspiration apologies] [You gave his balls a long wet kiss] [You lower his pants. His cock is already welcoming you. You dove face under it and started massaging his manhood with your tongue] [Put a healing potion into your mouth and suck his cock and balls] (-200 debt) I wish that all priestess received your dick treatment experience. Please beat me, feel like a man again (-50 debt) [You hung over him, freeing your boobs from clothes. He started beating them with the face of a playing kitten] [You hung your boobs before his face. At first he beat and squeezed them, but then he put them in his mouth and began to suck] [You bare your belly and he gave a lot of fist kisses to your navel. Looks like he imagine his nemesis in its place] Apologetic sex? (-500 debt) Fine. Ride me, but do it respectfully with a grateful face, slut. Lydia, please kick me in the crotch (-100 debt) Don't worry, thane, I won't hold back, won't diminish your atonement for Bubba [She kicked you between your legs. This is very painful] [Kick his balls] For my account (+100 debt) Fucking bitch! Have I redeemed myself enough? Damn, I didn't count, but about yes. And you're pretty curious slut. It'll be fun to keep you around. Let's fuck Just recently you beat my instrument. Now it's conquering your cavities. I apologized to Bubba's balls I hope this lesson has been of help to you, my thane. What did you learn from that? I have to change my housecarl. Now! Good joke. There is no such procedure. I'm just a dirty whore Great display of humility, my thane. You gotta respect a man's balls You have to respect other parts of the body. In general, one should treat all people with respect. If you show anger, you will have to worship a man's balls for a long time I didn't think of such a moral, but if it works for you, thane... I will always watch over you, my thane. Come on, I need to think of new ways to make you better. Edited September 9, 2022 by DSHV Text color differentiation 12
pipaxing Posted September 9, 2022 Posted September 9, 2022 On 9/5/2022 at 9:42 PM, DSHV said: Outside, on the top of the building. Should finish Whore-teacher quest and teleport her in the guild. The final. Not as grand as I would like. Still open to suggestions and ideas on this. And I can always add quests after meeting the doppelganger. The Pursuit of a Shadow: Thalmor Embassy Reveal hidden contents Zan'ishka at Dragon Bridge: How long do I have to wait? Faster! Faster! Where are we going? No time for jokes now. Are you ready or not? I have my teleportation ring ready. Wait just a little Believe me, it's better not to keep these mer waiting. Ready Hold my hand tightly! Thalmor Wizard: You finally showed up your A: scaly B: half-breed ? dark H: renegade I: loser K: furry N: drunk O: pig R: rebellious W: primal face! Summoning Daedra is much faster and they are much more useful. And why am I here? Is your brain so small that you don't remember what you yourself suggested? We're gonna have a party to celebrate divorce of Skyrim and the so-called Empire, if you can even call it that. You will entertain us, as a representative whore of this frozen land. Take your clothes, you will serve food and drinks to warm up before the action. Right here? A modest whore? Don't joke, you won't get paid extra for this. After that, will you tell me where I went after our agreement? I see you are not very smart here, in Skyrim. But of course, your elven master will not only point you in the direction, but also give you a goodbye kick in the ass. Can I refuse? Can you? No. Too lazy to lie and joke, either you do whatever we want, or you suffer and do what we want. Or suffer very much and beg to do what we want. Understood "Understood, sir." Or better "Undertood, elven master". What would you like to eat, sir? I want Elsweyr Fondue, servant girl. Grilled Chicken Breast [He grabs your breast] and a wine. Vegetable Soup, wench. Boiled Creme Treat and Ale. [He slaps your ass at parting] You have a familiar face. Let me taste it. Towel (naked Khajiit): I need Elsweyr Fondue I need Grilled Chicken Breast and a wine I need Vegetable Soup I need Boiled Creme Treat and Ale Here we are! Who are you? Towel. They wipe their hands on me after eating. And after you I will wash the floor with myself, will lick and rub with my fur. So please take in yourself as much fluids as you can. Sticky and stale cum in the hair is terrible. And I'm not allowed to use the bathroom here. Please consume sperm, saliva and the rest a lot. Your order, sir Dismissed. Go to next. What, Skyrim whore? Too hard work for you, huh? It is best not to overeat before vigorous physical activity. [He winked at you] This is the taste of a liar. You hide something. I'll watch you. What's next? Next cultural event is striptease. Undress! Ugh.. Fine. [Take off your gloves] Make it sexy or you'll have to get dressed again and repeat the process until it will be arousing. Yes, sir! [Take off your gloves] Be sexy, move your slutty hips. [Take off your hat] Make Skyrim proud of her daughter! [Take off your boots] Come on! Come on show your shameless body already! [Show your shameless body] Now dance! Dance, monkey! [Dance] Great to meet Skyrim culture before dragging it down to civilizedness. Don't fill your whore head with complex words. Now personally thank all those present for the extermination of heretics in Skyrim. Let me thank you for your hard work Kiss my dick then. [Kneel down and kiss his dick] Mwah! Thank you Don't worry, we'll destroy even a memory of that ridiculous man-god. [He spit on your face] Your ass. Thank me good, whore, like you used to. Do you have cold cunt and mouth like this land? Yeah, fuck you, bitch. Like fuck Tiber with Skyrim. What's next? Orgy. And one. Two. Three. That's all. You have become too dirty for our cocks. Although... What's a party without spectacle? Let me summon someone else. More sex with magic anomalies, wisps and a wispmother. It was a great show of Skyrim tradition. Your reward and you can go. Can you tell where I supposed to go after this? You.. Oh Quvira! We have already used you, so we can throw, I mean, give you to her. Quvira: Would you like to use me? I always get leftovers. You see, they don't want to use whores after me. But let's go to a more private place. [Suddenly the floor under your feet parted and you fell through. At the bottom, the stone held you tight, sinking lower and lower until it was spit out into a room] As you can see I'm a geomancer, a stone mage. [Stone hands sprouted from the ground and grabbed your legs] Please, ma'am! Spare me! "Oh, help me, have mercy on me!" Bah! This song is so hackneyed that it causes nothing but yawns. Oh geomancy? How many opportunities for bed games does this open up? Yes, imagine I can create a golem with a bunch of arms and choose the shape and length of a cock myself. Or cocks. Oh, glad to meet someone who appreciates my abilities. For that, I won't be too hard on you. Too hard. Now that you are fixed, I can do whatever I want with you. Ma'am? Now my favorite part. [The stone palm flew swiftly into your pussy and clenched into a fist] A stone fisting! [In a few hours you felt a huge range of emotions - from previously unexperienced orgasm to agony. With the help of the stone hands, she makes you do anything - caress her, beat, humiliate yourself and serve her] Ugh..Mistress.. Great session. You are very tough for a whore. I even thought that you liked my fist-strapon. What can I do for you? Can you tell where I supposed to go after this? Solitude. Yes exactly. If I had known what you were like that, then of course I would not have let you leave the first time. I will find you if you are on the ground, of course. [She lifted your head by the hair and kissed you goodbye] Shadower perk - While chasing your doppelganger, you experienced adventures and found solutions to problems. Mostly of a sexual perverse nature. +60 Stamina. Doppelganger at solitude's The Winking Skeever: Let's talk about how you messed up there Dear memories. The contract in Riften? It was my first quill test. ... Na-h, will finish this overview of all quests after implementation. Are there animations for magic anomalies, wisps and a wispmother? Or are you thinking of more suitable сreatures? I think when PC meets dop at the end of the quest in Solitude, there might be 4 different attitudes towords what dop has done: Angry, Don't mind, Love it, and Afraid. If PC is angry, dop will laugh at PC and tease on PC, then PC will show strength and force dop to be submissve, then it leads to Dom end. If PC don't mind what dop has done, then this leads to Slut end. If PC loves it or being afraid, then this leads to Sub end. I think the dialogues might be different if PC chooses different attitudes on it, how do you think of it?
pipaxing Posted September 9, 2022 Posted September 9, 2022 On 9/5/2022 at 9:42 PM, DSHV said: Outside, on the top of the building. Should finish Whore-teacher quest and teleport her in the guild. The final. Not as grand as I would like. Still open to suggestions and ideas on this. And I can always add quests after meeting the doppelganger. The Pursuit of a Shadow: Thalmor Embassy Reveal hidden contents Zan'ishka at Dragon Bridge: How long do I have to wait? Faster! Faster! Where are we going? No time for jokes now. Are you ready or not? I have my teleportation ring ready. Wait just a little Believe me, it's better not to keep these mer waiting. Ready Hold my hand tightly! Thalmor Wizard: You finally showed up your A: scaly B: half-breed ? dark H: renegade I: loser K: furry N: drunk O: pig R: rebellious W: primal face! Summoning Daedra is much faster and they are much more useful. And why am I here? Is your brain so small that you don't remember what you yourself suggested? We're gonna have a party to celebrate divorce of Skyrim and the so-called Empire, if you can even call it that. You will entertain us, as a representative whore of this frozen land. Take your clothes, you will serve food and drinks to warm up before the action. Right here? A modest whore? Don't joke, you won't get paid extra for this. After that, will you tell me where I went after our agreement? I see you are not very smart here, in Skyrim. But of course, your elven master will not only point you in the direction, but also give you a goodbye kick in the ass. Can I refuse? Can you? No. Too lazy to lie and joke, either you do whatever we want, or you suffer and do what we want. Or suffer very much and beg to do what we want. Understood "Understood, sir." Or better "Undertood, elven master". What would you like to eat, sir? I want Elsweyr Fondue, servant girl. Grilled Chicken Breast [He grabs your breast] and a wine. Vegetable Soup, wench. Boiled Creme Treat and Ale. [He slaps your ass at parting] You have a familiar face. Let me taste it. Towel (naked Khajiit): I need Elsweyr Fondue I need Grilled Chicken Breast and a wine I need Vegetable Soup I need Boiled Creme Treat and Ale Here we are! Who are you? Towel. They wipe their hands on me after eating. And after you I will wash the floor with myself, will lick and rub with my fur. So please take in yourself as much fluids as you can. Sticky and stale cum in the hair is terrible. And I'm not allowed to use the bathroom here. Please consume sperm, saliva and the rest a lot. Your order, sir Dismissed. Go to next. What, Skyrim whore? Too hard work for you, huh? It is best not to overeat before vigorous physical activity. [He winked at you] This is the taste of a liar. You hide something. I'll watch you. What's next? Next cultural event is striptease. Undress! Ugh.. Fine. [Take off your gloves] Make it sexy or you'll have to get dressed again and repeat the process until it will be arousing. Yes, sir! [Take off your gloves] Be sexy, move your slutty hips. [Take off your hat] Make Skyrim proud of her daughter! [Take off your boots] Come on! Come on show your shameless body already! [Show your shameless body] Now dance! Dance, monkey! [Dance] Great to meet Skyrim culture before dragging it down to civilizedness. Don't fill your whore head with complex words. Now personally thank all those present for the extermination of heretics in Skyrim. Let me thank you for your hard work Kiss my dick then. [Kneel down and kiss his dick] Mwah! Thank you Don't worry, we'll destroy even a memory of that ridiculous man-god. [He spit on your face] Your ass. Thank me good, whore, like you used to. Do you have cold cunt and mouth like this land? Yeah, fuck you, bitch. Like fuck Tiber with Skyrim. What's next? Orgy. And one. Two. Three. That's all. You have become too dirty for our cocks. Although... What's a party without spectacle? Let me summon someone else. More sex with magic anomalies, wisps and a wispmother. It was a great show of Skyrim tradition. Your reward and you can go. Can you tell where I supposed to go after this? You.. Oh Quvira! We have already used you, so we can throw, I mean, give you to her. Quvira: Would you like to use me? I always get leftovers. You see, they don't want to use whores after me. But let's go to a more private place. [Suddenly the floor under your feet parted and you fell through. At the bottom, the stone held you tight, sinking lower and lower until it was spit out into a room] As you can see I'm a geomancer, a stone mage. [Stone hands sprouted from the ground and grabbed your legs] Please, ma'am! Spare me! "Oh, help me, have mercy on me!" Bah! This song is so hackneyed that it causes nothing but yawns. Oh geomancy? How many opportunities for bed games does this open up? Yes, imagine I can create a golem with a bunch of arms and choose the shape and length of a cock myself. Or cocks. Oh, glad to meet someone who appreciates my abilities. For that, I won't be too hard on you. Too hard. Now that you are fixed, I can do whatever I want with you. Ma'am? Now my favorite part. [The stone palm flew swiftly into your pussy and clenched into a fist] A stone fisting! [In a few hours you felt a huge range of emotions - from previously unexperienced orgasm to agony. With the help of the stone hands, she makes you do anything - caress her, beat, humiliate yourself and serve her] Ugh..Mistress.. Great session. You are very tough for a whore. I even thought that you liked my fist-strapon. What can I do for you? Can you tell where I supposed to go after this? Solitude. Yes exactly. If I had known what you were like that, then of course I would not have let you leave the first time. I will find you if you are on the ground, of course. [She lifted your head by the hair and kissed you goodbye] Shadower perk - While chasing your doppelganger, you experienced adventures and found solutions to problems. Mostly of a sexual perverse nature. +60 Stamina. Doppelganger at solitude's The Winking Skeever: Let's talk about how you messed up there Dear memories. The contract in Riften? It was my first quill test. ... Na-h, will finish this overview of all quests after implementation. Are there animations for magic anomalies, wisps and a wispmother? Or are you thinking of more suitable сreatures? What about some quests line after meeting doppelganger? I can provide some suggestions for Sub end, 1. Identity Theft. Dop asks PC to hide appearance. Dop asks PC to take off all clothing and give them to her, which could make her look like a Dragonborn more. Dop asks PC to take off all clothing but wear a sack, and tell at least 20 NPCs that she is a pathetic little slave of Dop and Dop is real Dragonborn. Then NPCs will hate PC and worship Dop as Dragonborn, just like the quest " The Real and False Dragonborn". Dop goes to PC's house, has a sex with PC's spouse and asks PC to watch it. Dop asks PC's children to call her "Mom" and asks PC's children to bully PC as a pathetic little slave. [Optional] Dop use mind-control magic or shout on PC, which makes PC forget her name and identity, believes she is just a slave of great Dragonborn, then Dop will punish PC for her crime trying to "impersonate her". 2. Bully Dop write a letter and ask PC to deliver it to PC's friends while wearing a sack. The letter tells PC's friends that PC is a low slave and needs to be punished, and PC will be bullied by her best frineds for her "crime". Dop will have sex with somebody that PC dislikes most, and write it into books, ask PC to spread them. Dop asks PC's followers( like Lydia, Judis or Serana) to rape and bully PC. How do you think of them? 3
Karkhel Posted September 9, 2022 Posted September 9, 2022 Excited for the next version, I do really like these additions. As for ideas for the future, this one probably doesn't fit, I noticed you don't really add stuff that requires other mods, so I understand if this couldn't really make it in any way, but maybe as an optional integration? Just some way of hooking fertility mode into one of the quest or some of the quests? Maybe where you end up with a husband? Just this is most underutilized thing in sexlab quest mods IMO, thief has story related pregnancy but I think its using its own pregnancy which makes it not as exciting. Either way cool stuff, especially excited abour pursuit of the shadow continuation, but Lydia is a really cool one too (there really is something special about follower being dominant).
zhuguannan123 Posted September 9, 2022 Posted September 9, 2022 About the training siblings quest, I cannot unpack them the third time after delivering them to the guild. The unpacking dialogue just won't show up again on Lair thus I cannot finish the quest. Btw the quest mark of this mission showhow appeared at White Hall in Dawnstar.
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