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14 hours ago, faranar said:

I finished Serpent's task to form the guild, but when I enter the building he's hostile. What do I do?

Try to calm him down with console commands, this definitely shouldn't happen unless you've made him angry.

Posted
20 hours ago, faranar said:

I tried tdetect to get in then stopcombat and resetai, but when I turn detection on he's hostile again

Can you try setav aggression 0, or addtofaction 0005A1A4 1 (Player Ally Faction)?

Posted (edited)
20 hours ago, Deathguardian17 said:

Question are female  Follower like with trouble of survivor part of the guild quest

Sorry, I didn't understand the question and whether it was a question.

--//--
Whoring for Magma (from Prison Release Celebration)

Spoiler

Woman: Hi, are you working, girl? Can I buy you for myself, cutie?
No.
It's such a pity, you're sweet.
Yes.
Then what are you waiting, fucking bitch? Hold onto the wall and spread your fat arse. I'm rage-rape your fucking asshole, fucking whore. I give you permission to whine.
[She slaps you] Now facefuck my cunt, dirty bitch. Press your muzzle harder, piece of shit, or I'll put on my strap-on again! Imagine that you are a tick and I am a dog's ass.
Oh, yes. Now clean my holes. So that not a single spot can be found! Here. [She slowly spits a long saliva on your face] This is for you, use it, cumrag.
Yes, it was vigorous! I feel like I have butterflies singing in my womb. How much do I owe you, baby?
10 gold.
Oh, that's cheap. Don't underestimate yourself like that. But fine, the cheaper the whore, the hotter she is.
100 gold.
You deserve it.
500 gold.
No, that's a bit much. I did screw you like a street whore, so here's generous 100 gold for you.
I'll find you if my pussy itches again. Bye, cutie.

 

Angry man: How much does it cost to beat you up?
It depends on your definition of beating.
Fair. I just want to punch you in the stomach a couple of times, batter your tits and maybe kick you in the ass a couple of times. And you must obediently absorb all my anger and thank me for every blow.
No sex?
No, fuck that shit.
No.
Sooner or later some whore will agree.
Yes.
DIE, BITCH!

 

I don't think I'll pay you anything. You just felt my rage, you don't want to experience it again, do you?
Fair. Thanks for the thrashing, sir.
Bye, punchtits.
Well, go fuck yourself!
Said the beaten whore.
Maybe you'll pay if I give you a blowjob?
But I'll be hitting you on the head all the while. And if you bite me, I'll turn you into a cutlet!


I don't think I'll pay you anything, cocksucker. 
Let's fight!
DIE, BITCH!

 

Man: Yes, strong hips, firm stomach, working as a whore. You're fit for sex.
Thanks.
I want to buy you, but for a friend. He lives in the stables.
He's a horse, right?
Right.
No.
You're such a proud whore. Well, stay here without my money.
10 gold.
So I pay about one coin per inch.
100 gold.
That's a lot.
A horse dick isn't small either.
Fine.

Now I'm expecting a horse ding dong disappearance trick from you.
Yes, the money was well spent.

 

Man: Whore? I want Dirty Sunset of Thousand Worlds. Ready to pay 1000 gold.
What is this?
[He whispers the answer in your ear. This is the most humiliating and painful thing that can happen in the world.]
NOOO!
I suspected this would be the answer.
Yes.
Seriously? Hurry and do it before you change your mind!
(Blackout)[You do the most humiliating and painful thing that can happen in the world.]
Excellent! Here's your money.
I sold it way too cheap, but oh well.
I'll go write down what you did in my diary while the memories are fresh.
I want to set a record for humiliation, so I want to do it for free.
Yes, that would be very humiliating. It's unlikely anyone will break your record.

 

Magma: Well, how's the catch today?
There were no clients.
Yes, boring, uneventful days always happen.
This is how much I earned. (30 gold)
Oh, three clients. What a busy day.
This is how much I earned. (300 gold)
Wow, what generous clients you've had. Are you that good?
This is how much I earned. (1300 gold)
How did you earn so much money? What did you do the Dirty Sunset of Thousand Worlds?
Yeah.
Thank you, Dibella, I wasn't there when the offer came. In any case, I'd refuse, even for a million gold pieces. It must have been fate that the client came when I was being replaced by such a crazy, unprincipled girl.

 

Think about quest for the PC's Mom joining the Mage Guild. Although, if you choose her as a mage at the beginning of the mod, this content will be missing, but I think this can be fixed, for example, by firing her and forcibly re-appointing her to this position.
Collect recomendations:
Anvil: Let her apologize to the client who wanted an orgasm-enhancing amulet, but it actually causes pain. She'll have to apologize wearing that amulet.
Bravil: Deal with smuggling magical goods (by force or by deal on new smuggling routes after joining the guild, as well as a donation of curious ingredients).
Bruma: Test a spell that protects against the cold. 
Cheydinhal: Help get things with telekinesis (but this is an excuse for harassment).
Chorrol: Apologize to the client for failed love potion.
Leyawiin: Test the washing spell (by picking up a lot of dirt on yourself beforehand).
Skingrad: Apologize to the client for failed conjure familiar spell (by replacing it for a day).

She makes her staff frenzy enchanted because she "loves rough sex".
She has a boss in the guild who forces her to take his blame and write his lectures and field reports. Therefore, she can no longer advance in rank.

Her rank is "Official Apologist": "You're very good at cleaning caves, that's why they sent to clean them. And I'm good at cleaning other cavities.

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Posted (edited)
On 12/16/2025 at 5:55 PM, Deathguardian17 said:

I meint if Female Follovers of the main game like aela the huntress could be forced to join the guild as an example 

No, they have separate quests. The main quest has its own NPCs.

On 12/17/2025 at 2:21 PM, Beelzebub123 said:

Question. I take it that work is still underway on Oblivion?

Greetings! Yes. Not on the schedule yet.

Making Friends and Influencing People (Young Serpent quest)

Spoiler

Snake: Ah, my little decency footnote! Did you think skulking away would loosen the leash? The amulet whispers your every pathetic heartbeat to me. Now, for your next errand in my grand design to shatter that mistaken ego of yours. I need a handler and you need a pimp, of course evil and stupid. Find a distraught scum, a bitch in cuntbleeding days, well, that is, yourself with dick. You will find him with this Detect Malice spell. Don't worry, I took into account that you are very stupid, in its development. Then you will convince him to become your rightful owner, and parading you through this city, selling you for a coin. Here is a ring to punish you with death if you fall behind him.

Yes, master. I'll sniff out the greatest scum as you command.
How quaint, like a bitch begging for scraps. But remember, obedience is just the foreplay to your inevitable crumble.
Why drag some street rat into your games?
Degrading? Darling, it's an upgrade from your usual drudgery of fetching goblin skulls. Refuse, and I'll snap my fingers.
Fine, I'll play fetch. But that's only because I'm afraid of pain.
Good, resistance makes the breaking sweeter. But we both know you'll end up on your knees, with a cock in a mouth, making translational movements with the whole body, one way or another.

 

The spell will detect bandits or NPCs with low Responsibility, but there will be a specific NPC, perhaps walking around the city to complicate the task.

 

Argonian Torments-Flesh-With-Claws: What brings a such ssssweet thing like you to my watersss?
My master wants to hire you for my pimping.
I'll consssider it, but only if you prove your worth with a gift. Bring me a fresh ssslave, unbroken enough to mold. And not a ssscrawny beggar or dirty whore.
Am I not enough of a gift for you?
You already said you have a massster. But I need my own meat, to torture without sharing it with anyone.
Tell about yourself.
I was born under the Sssshadow. Such Argonians are given to the Dark Brotherhood. But I prefer tormenting victimsss than handing them over to Ssssithissss. He already has plenty of them.
I'll fetch a slave to seal the deal, as you command.
She should have big titsss and an asss. I understand that I can't demand more from your woman kind. I recommend checking Bravil Outlaw Refuge for slaves.

 

Gray Broker: I need a busty and big-assed slave, rebellious enough.
You just described one Breton lass, Elara. We planned to enslave her, but for 500 coins, I can give you her coordinates.
Yes. (X gold)
Imperial Bridge Inn, east of Bravil. Happy hunting.
(Personality) This isn't serious. 500 coins for a simple aiming!
Aye. 250.
This is a top-notch aiming! These boobs aren't saggy or anything, they're really perky. Those are the kind of boobs that are in demand these days.
(Low Personality) You know what? If you don't like 500 gold, pay 1000. Blame your ugly bitch face.
(Illusion) But you fell in love with me. Don't you want to please the love of your life?
Were you trying to charm me? Pay me 1000 or I'll chase your swindling ass out of this noble house of honest illegal trade.
Yeah, my love... Imperial Bridge Inn. East of Bravil.
Can I pay with sex?
I'm a slave trader, after all. I have more than enough sex.
Can I pay with work?
We always have plenty of work. Complete three tasks and I'll give you the information completely free, out of the kindness of my big heart.
Perform 3 Repeatable Quests (e.g., steal a relic from Bravil Chapel, smuggle Skooma posing as bait in skimpy attire, deliver a slave, cathc runaway slave, or rough up a debtor). Ties into repeatable quest systems like Thieves Guild radiants.

At first, she'll certainly resist her slave fate. They're all against it at first. This can be cured with sex. Lots of sex. Cheydinhal Orc's gang, wild Argonians from Veyond Cave, or goblins can help with this.

 

Elara: Can I help you?
I need your help! Please follow me!
Well, if you're so desperate, then I'll follow you, friend.
(Strength) [Knock her]
Whoa...
Come with me, bitch, or else...
You'll regret your tone! (Fight)
In the forced version, she needs to be placed in a box.

 

Cheydinhal Orc in an inn:
[Box] Can you fuck the brains out of this slut in a box?
No problem. Would you like to join her?
Yes/No.
[No box] [Step on the orc's foot] Oh, I'm sorry!

You clumsy cow. Now I'm going to step on your head and in your ass with my dick.
Elara: How dare you! She already apologized!
[Supposedly accidentally nudge her onto an orc] Oops...
Oh, sorry!

You two fat sows, I'll teach you that when you're around a man, all you have to do is spread your legs and wait for him to finish with you. And not even dare to squeak. [He grabs you roughly by the throats and drags you out into the street.]

Guard: Is something illegal happening right now? [You feel your throat being squeezed even tighter]
No, sir. I'm explicitly state consent for everything that this sir does and will do.
We have done wrong and now he is taking us to teach us some sense.
In this situation, we are the assholes and he is leading the restoration of justice.

So everything is fine.
Yes. Ahem... This man is illegally sexual. Cough...
Ha-ha, well enjoy your youth...

 

Teleport to the gang's lair. Lots of sex.

Can create additional locations for this in Veyond Cave and a goblin cave. One location is enough for the quest, but you can complete all three.

Elara: Please no more adventures. Take me wherever you want, just don't deviate from the route.

 

Here is your gift.
Sssplendid delivery! You've earned your place in my ssstable, leashed one. Now get lossst, I want to get to unwrapping the gift. I'll call it Pain Beckon.
Here is a ring that can squeeze my heart.
Don't worry, I'll use it to the fullest.

 

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Posted (edited)
On 12/23/2025 at 2:54 AM, Kat8086 said:

What quest is the point of no return In the main quest where its too late to do breaking chains if I complete it?

Most likely the endings, but I'm not sure.


A Fucking Heist of An Elder Scroll (Young Serpent)

Spoiler

Snake: I have a new mission for you, my pathetic, trembling toy. Listen carefully, worm in human skin. I want an Elder Scroll. Steal it for me. You have exactly one week. Not a day more. If you can't handle such a trivial matter, then we'll part ways, just like your petty slut soul will part ways with your filthy skin.
But how do I do this, master?
You're too dependent, stupid cunt. It's time to yank your whore mother's boob out of your suckling mouth and learn to crawl on your own. A man has already pointed the way for you. Figure the rest out, or prove you're nothing but a drooling hole begging to be filled with trash. Wriggle your way through it like the spineless slut you are.
[The Ultimate Heist] I already stole one of these.
Bravo, my horny rat. So it'll be child's play for a thieving bitch like you.
Yes, Master... I... I will do whatever you command.
Good cunt. Go, and remember: every pathetic beat of your whore's heart is my gift. Squander it, and it stops.
Master, please... In a week? Even the most cunning thief couldn't plan and pull off such a thing! Give me more time, I beg you!
My empty-headed doll squeals about "planning." The only thing you've ever planned is spreading your legs for fate's cock. A week is a generosity you don't deserve, brainless fucktoy. One more objection and your heart will explode like an overripe rotten fruit. Go. NOW.

 

Guard: Where can I find an Elder Scroll?
(Low dignity) You think those are toys for street whores like you? Get off before I drag your ass to the dungeons for wasting my time, citizen whore.
Thank the Divines, never seen one up close.
In the White-Gold Tower, but we won't let you in there.
I don't know, citizen.
Asking about forbidden relics? You some spy?
You could try searching for knowledge at a bookstore. Try Phintias at First Edition in the Market District. Oh, their signs usually have two rectangular things with lines inside. I'm sure the booksellers will explain everything to you.

Phintias: Where can I find an Elder Scroll?
Hm. "Pension of the Ancestor Moths" can help you. 40 gold.
Yes, please. (40 gold)
Pleasure doing business with you.
[Disposition 80+] Just... please, I beg.
For such a pretty thing? Take it, friend. But whisper my name in your prayers tonight.
I'm in a hurry, can I pay with my mouth and you can tell me the contents of the book?
...
...
...
Fine. Let's do it at the same time since you're so impatient.

Learn place of Temple of the Ancestor Moths (or know from Turning a Blind Eye quest, but can play this part anyway).

 

Moth Priest: I'm writing a detective story. How do you think the theft of the Elder Scroll can be realistically described?
No way. Go away.
Well, you're a writer, so come up with something.
Give the thief superpowers, there is no other way.
Brother Larethor: I think your character needs to climb up the White-Gold Tower . But I don't think there's a hole at the top. I mean, I don't know, maybe it's a giant chimney, but snow and rain will penetrate inside the palace, and with scrolls and emperors there, it doesn't seem very smart. So thief probably need to come from within, but only high-ranking officials are allowed to the very top. And the moth priests.
Tell me, wouldn't you like to visit the White-Gold Tower yourself?
Maybe with a girlfriend, but I don't have one and don't expect one. I'm a monk, in case you didn't know.
I can be your girlfriend.
[Without wasting a second, he grabs your boobs] In case you change your mind. They're so... boyish/soft/full.
Thanks.
[He's still squeezing your boobs] So about your offer, I need to think about it.
Go ahead, love... squeeze your girlfriend's tits.
[He's still squeezing your boobs] Great.
Come on, decide quickly, please.
[He's still squeezing your boobs] I thinking, but something is interfering with the process!
It's not very comfortable to squeeze boobs like that, allow me to take off my clothes.
[He's still squeezing your boobs] Well, it's escalating quickly.
[Undress]
[His hands instantly return to their place] Yes, yes, I'm starting to think having a girlfriend isn't a bad thing at all. Yes, I decided to have you as a girlfriend. Let's fuck!
Isn't it a bit early?
Do you think this should be done in the evening? But my dick gets hard in the mornings.
Finally!
[Fake smile] What... a great idea... boyfriend...

I knew you would appreciate it. Let's go fuck in the secret crypt.
Why there?
If I'll screw you among my brothers then my blood pressure will do half the work in your fucking. They're blind there anyway, so don't worry.
Let's go, boyfriend.
Let's go... he-he, girlfriend.

Bless our fuck!
Tighter... milk my seed!
Gods, I love this!

Monks: What's going on here that deserves such wild applause?
Who is shaking the air so violently?
Hey, someone's eating mudcrabs here and won't share with me?

 

Now you can visit the White-Gold Tower. A huge, sky-piercing tower. Romantic, right?
Finally!
But we'd have to detour to Lake Arrius. I heard a bunch of water is romantic too. It would be a crime to miss it.
[Grit your teeth] Of course. You're a man and you choose.
You're barely holding yourself back. Let's go quickly.
Sure, love. Whatever you want.
Let's try to walk as slowly as possible to enjoy the views.

It’s... beautiful. Like you, girlfriend. The light on the water... makes me want you again. [He starts to take off his robe to fuck you, but suddenly the ring falls out of his folds and plopped into the water.] Oh no! My ring! Please, love, dive for it? You’re stronger and you can swim, I'm sure. And when you come back, I'll fuck you so hard in gratitude that you'll bore a hole in the ground with your nose.

When the PC emerged, the monk was already surrounded by three male bandits and one female bandit.

 

Bandit Leader: Well, well. Look what the lake coughed up: a dripping whore. Tie the man up for the slave pits. This mermaid is too good to sell to others, at least for now.
Let him go and I'll kill.
Did you mean "let him go OR I'll kill you?"
Yes.
No.
No.
Fuck, well then let's fight, what else can we do?
Let us go and I will do whatever you want!
So you will do it anyway, cum-rag.
Through force. But I can do everything willingly and with enthusiasm.
Yeah, I've never done anything like that. Well, except for fucking Bernice, but that doesn't count. What do you say, guys? Are you ready for a new experience of taking a woman? And you, water bitch, try harder or we'll go back to plan A: rape.
(Sex)
Larethor: Girlfriend... why does it look like you’re enjoying it?
Bernice: I shave every hair from my legs for you ungrateful pigs and you drool over some sludge-stinking slut the second she surfaces?
Guys?
What the hell, you have a woman to fuck! Me!
Well then, I'm going to fuck him. Do you hear me? I'm already lifting my leg, straddling him. I'm already starting to leak. Hey, guys?

 

You and me write a poem 'bout what a pathetic slut you are. From your mouth, line by line. I'll start, you filthy whore: I am a cum-stinking slave slut.
1 Who dives for cocks in her dripping rut. (dignity -1)
[Chuckles] Decent, lake-rat. Flows like your sloppy holes. Next: "My heart beats only for Master's cruel whip,"
2 Begging rough bandits to fill my cum-gut. (dignity -2)
Aye, greedy pig, love the hunger. Keep groveling: "My heart beats only for Master's cruel whip,"
3 A piss-pot whore who spreads without but. (dignity -3)
[Laughs harshly, slaps your tit] Filthy genius! You're breaking yourself pretty. My turn: "My heart beats only for Master's cruel whip,"
4 Whose dignity died in a thief's cheap rut. (dignity -0)
Weak shit, try harder next, or no freedom for your boy-cuck. "My heart beats only for Master's cruel whip,"

1 I cum when slapped on my worthless hip. (dignity -1)
Smooth, cunt. Like ass-print poetry. "Bandits' cum is my only holy grail,"
2 And drool for boots on my cum-stained lip. (dignity -2)
Boot-licker verse, poetic piss-drinker. "Bandits' cum is my only holy grail,"
3 My ass-to-mouth is Master's favorite drip. (dignity -3)
Gods, you're vile perfection! "Bandits' cum is my only holy grail,"
4 But I'll obey with a traitor's slip. (dignity -0)
Sneaky bitch, earn it back. "Bandits' cum is my only holy grail,"

1 Which I guzzle down without fail. (dignity -1)
Thirsty hymn, slurp it up. "Monk-boy's girl, but a bandit's cheap whore,"
2 Poured in my throat like a jailer's ale. (dignity -2)
Dungeon-drunk doggerel-yes! "Monk-boy's girl, but a bandit's cheap whore,"
3 Then beg for more in my slave-pail. (dignity -3)
Bucket-slut ballad, I'm hard as rock. "Monk-boy's girl, but a bandit's cheap whore,"
4 Unless you lock me in cockless jail. (dignity -0)
Defiant drivel-poem. Shit. "Monk-boy's girl, but a bandit's cheap whore,"

1 Crawling their camps forevermore. (dignity -1)
Camp-crawler classic! Good whore, now recite whole thing while I breed you.
2 Their boot-licking, piss-mop floor. (dignity -2)
Floor-rag finale! Masterpiece! Kneel and repeat, cum-dump.
3 A shaved-less hole for Bernice's core. (dignity -3)
Bernice-hater, great! She'll love hating this, open wide.
4 Till Master calls me home once more. (dignity -0)
Soft ending, pet. Still, you tried, chant it loud for the lads.
(Sex)
Before I stretch that wet slit, lake-slut, drink this. (series of nasty potions)
(Sex)
(Bestiality) Now you will fight with this dog. You are prohibited from attacking or defending except by clenching your hole.
(No bestiality) Dance for me!

Now let's play some fun games. We’re gonna stand, cocks out. You crawl, blind, and try to catch our manhood with that greedy womanhood of yours. Last one you sheath wins.

[You lunge toward a grunt, aiming your slick pussy at the sound. A miss! The bandit laugh stings as his boot nudges your ass. “Wrong hole, stupid!” Another try and you pivot, thighs trembling, and feel a stick. Your womanhood grazes its tip, then slides past. The bandits howl. You caught two dicks and Bernice's nose. Finally, desperation drives you: you thrust backward blindly and impale yourself on a thick Nord cock. He groans, gripping your hips, and fucks you hard for a “victory lap” before pulling out, leaving you.]

You think you’re hot shit, volunteering your holes? Staring contest, , lake-whore. We’re gonna shoot our loads straight into your eyes. You keep ‘em open, no blinking, no matter how much it stings. Blink or close, and we start over.

[Leader goes first, jerking himself inches from your face. His hot cum splatters your left eye, burning like fire. You force your lids wide, tears streaming. Other man follows, aiming for your right eye, the sticky mess blinds you, but you hold fast. Final man, last, unloads a thick rope across both eyes, laughing as you tremble. Your vision blurs, cum dripping down your cheeks, but you win by sheer will. The bandits clap mockingly: “Tough little cum-bucket,”]

Our bitch will control you with her tongue in your filthy ass. Like perverted marionette fight the boys.

[Bernice kneels behind you and buries her face in your rear. Her tongue invades your asshole, and star sending signals to you by moving the tongue.
The men circle, fists ready for a mock “brawl.” You swing wildly at the bandit, but Bernice’s tongue twists, throwing your aim and your fist grazes air. Leader lands a punch to your shoulder, and catch it sit your face, ass clenching around Bernice’s probing tongue. The bandit slaps your swaying tits, and you miss another swing, guided by her cruel kick. Each blow lands: stomach, thighs, cheeks, while you flail uselessly. Bernice pulls back, spitting. "Ha! My tongue owns you, bitch!"]

We just started!
[You're arm wrestling with the bandits. The a loser suck cock of a winner. Your sucked: 3 cocks, bandits: 0. With Bernice, you competed in the slap contest until your faces were so swollen that even the tears stopped. Then you were fucked in all positions. You collapse into the mud, utterly spent. Cum drips from your womanhood, your ass, your mouth, and crusts in your stinging eyes. Handprints and boot-mud mark your body. Victory!]

Damn, lake-slut... you volunteered like a champion. Best fuck we’ve had in months. Freedom’s yours, like promised. But hell, we’re feeling generous. Take these little gifts. Wear ’em proud.

A reminder that your throat works better than your brain. Ring of the Cocksucker: -10 Intelligence, +10 Agility, +10 Endurance, +10 Strength.

Pulled fresh from my asshole, may it bring you the luck you swallowed. +5 Luck if it in inventory.

Dog. Actually, it's not our dog, just some stray mutt. He like you as his pet. Here are his orders.

 

1 bark - kiss.
2 barks - lick.
3 barks - suck.
>3 barks - fuck.

Growl - fuck off.

Dog:
Follow me./Wait./Let's trade.
[Yawn]
Do you want anything?
He either barks a few times or yawns. This is also his random greeting.
[Kiss]
[Lick]
[Suck]
[Fuck]

[He is happy with his bitch's understanding] Good Bitch buff. +1 to all stats
[He is not happy with the stupidity of his bitch. He throws you to the ground and sits on your face as a punishment] Bad Bitch buff. -1 to all stats
 

Take Bernice. Teach her to be a proper woman.

Bernice: What the fuck?
Clean me up, bitch.
You’re... not so bad. Usually they only let me eat their spunk on holidays.
I will hand you over to my master.
Judging by your upbringing, he's quite the asshole. (she will become Serpent's slave, but will be available as a follower)
Piss off, bandit whore. Crawl back to your pigs.
Fuck you, bitch! No. Never having fuck! This is scarier for you.
You’re coming with me.
You are not my mistress, I am simply following the orders of my leader. (she will become Larethor's girlfriend, and will be available as a follower)

Larethor: Your poem... the way you begged... I’ve never been so scared and... and hard at the same time. No more detours. No more lakes or pretty views. We go straight to White-Gold Tower, fast as we can.

 

Palace Giard: Brother... the moths guide your steps here? Yet who is this unreliable-looking woman trailing you? Speak.
I'm his guide bitch. Woof!
Well, that makes sense.
I’m whatever he needs me to be.
Is this how your cult operates now? Well, it's not for me to argue, I'm a real fucker myself.
I'm his girlfriend.
Well, it's not for me to argue, I'm a real fucker myself. Just keep your woman on a leash.

The Elder Scrolls Library: It’s... it’s really here. Girlfriend... my blood’s racing. I need you now. Right here, on the table. Let the Scrolls watch us defile their sanctity.

Outside: I... I know you only pretended to be my girlfriend to get the Scroll. The way you used your body on me, on those bandits... it was all for your true Master. But I don’t care. Those days with you were the only time I felt alive. Come visit me in the Temple whenever you want. I’ll keep a space warm under my cot...
(If Bernice with you)
About Bernice... she agreed to become my girlfriend. I’ll have to hide her properly. Under the bed during prayers? Or in the moth cocoons — she’ll hate the silk on her skin, but it’ll keep her quiet when the blind elders pass.
Yes, she's a little ugly, but I'll soon go blind under the influence of the Elder Scrolls anyway.

Serpent: The Elder Scroll, Master.
Magnificent, my broken toy. Look at you: cum-crusted, gifts from common thugs dangling between your legs. Every hole used, every shred of pride pissed away. And still delivered. The perfect errand slut.
Master... why? Why did you need an Elder Scroll? To end the world? To unmake reality?
Oh, sweet trembling worm... nothing so crude. I intend to rewrite one small prophecy. Make the world just a little more... lecherous. Mortals will dream filthier dreams. Virgins will wake wet. Priests will fondle sinners under their robes. No Towers will crumble tomorrow. No Kalpa will end. Just... more moaning in the dark. More kneeling. More delicious surrender.
Oh...
And you, my heart-bound whore, will be the herald. Every orgasm you beg for will ripple the new prophecy wider.
Now... open your mouth. We’re going to celebrate properly.

Resurrecter

Spoiler

Cunt the Frostbound (find the PC herself from 10 level): My master wants to meet you.  The dead fear you, as he put it. You are an interesting character.
Who is your master?
Gnidam Hag-Husband. Augur of the Lattice. Hermit. Overmaster of Restoration. He belongs to a very rare type of male hag.
And what does he want to offer me?
Resurrection. Honest resurrection with the capture of a soul and its return to a body.
What is your name?
Cunt the Frostbound.
- Is this your official name?
Of course, this is not my birth name. But this is my true name. That's what everyone calls me, and it reflects who I am. Just cunt on legs. Nothing more.
I can't help but notice that you're naked.
I am a slave. Clothes are not put on things. Only if it's for fun.
You are blue.
This happens when the body is exposed to cold for a long time.
I'll think about it.
Yes, this is just an invitation. He lives here at the Jerall Mountains.
I agree to visit him.
Should I walk you there or mark the place on the map?
Map.
He lives here at the Jerall Mountains.
Lead the way.
Follow me.

 

Gnidam Hag-Husband: Heh-heh... fresh meat crawls in! Begone, bitch-thrall. Your place is outside.
1 Nice to meet you.
Ha, I love polite unpaid sluts. But you must bow so that your hair touches the ground, but your legs are straight.
[Bow to him as he wishes] Thank you for the invitation, sir.
I know why you came, submissive bitch. My dick, isn't it? That's all you want, right? Obsessed with it, keeping you up at night thinking about it?
Yes.
For a thousand gold pieces, I will allow you to kiss it, but only through the clothes.
[Kiss his dick through the clothes for 1000 gold]
You came for my resurrection skills, why are you playing along with me? Or do you do everything a man says? Then suck my dick.
[Suck his dick]
Such a crazy bitch... Suck, suck, I'm not refusing.
No.
But then why did you come all this way?
2 Your servant says you can resurrect people. Is that true?
It's all true. It's all that way. I trap souls and shove them back into the corpse. If you don't believe me, you can kill Cunt.
1 Yes.
Cunt! Get your ass here! This bitch wants to murder you.
Cunt: Let not your hand tremble.
I don't want to kill her.
Well then, go and find some wild animal for this job.
Yes.
Cunt! You will demonstrate my abilities.
Cunt: Let's go. I know one evil bear.
You don't mind?
Of course I do. This fucking hurts. But the master's orders will be carried out.
She resurrects.
2 I believe you.
If you wish to avail yourself of my almost divine services, you must undergo a trial. Live a day of Cunt's life. She will explain in more detail.

Cunt: I want to undergo your master's trial.
Then you must take off all your clothes. Master loves blue-titted slaves.
Will this be such a trial?
Yes.
And if I refuse?
Then of course you can get back to your business.
[Undress] Brrrr...
Just imagine the frost sexually harassing you. It warms me up a little.
At the beginning of the day I have to climb to the top of the mountain and fill a barrel of pristine snow for the master's bath.
That takes a long time.
It's many hours before the master wakes up.
Get it.
Let's go.
+ Empty Barrel (5 weight)
+ Barrel of Pristine Snow (50 weight)
Now you need spriggan heartwood for fire.
+ Spriggan Heartwood
Now hunt a deer for the master's breakfast. I advise you to catch a male, because deer's penis and ass are the only parts I am allowed to eat. Unfortunately, females don't have penises.

Gnidam: 
(Small) [He puts his hand up to shield his eyes and furrows his brows, trying to see your chest]
(Average) Don't poke anyone's eye out with these front mini spears.
(Big) Great udder. It stick out nicely in the cold.
Let me prepare for you bath.
Puddle of frozen piss you are! Bath ready? Spriggan wood burns hot, unlike your frozen cunt! Ha-ha-ha! Now wash me with your tits. Rub thoroughly, you need to collect all my dirt on yourself.
Let me feed you.
Cooking pot there. Here's the recipe. (+ groinless venison, venison groin)
Here's your meal.
Now, while I'm enjoying my meal, you can eat your food and drink from my bath.
Then pour my bath into the snow.
But I dragged this snow from the very top of the mountain. Can't it be used more efficiently?
Certainly. But this isn't a question of efficiency, but rather a waste of your life and energy for nothing. It's called abuse.

Cunt: Now I either entertain my master or he tortures me and train Restoration or he sends me to the missions.
And what today?
Don't sweat. The frost will punish you for it. Three missions. The first is to invite a slaver to the master.
He is too going to run in the mountains with his bare ass dragging a bunch of snow?
No. The master helps men for free and without any strings attached. This is called male solidarity.

Slaver Dartius: My master wants to meet you.
Who is your master?
Gnidam Hag-Husband. Augur of the Lattice. Hermit. Overmaster of Restoration. He belongs to a very rare type of male hag.
And what does he want to offer me?
Resurrection. Honest resurrection with the capture of a soul and its return to a body.
By Dibella's fat arse! So I can not hold back with bitches anymore! Hm. I always recognize slavecunts. I'll fuck you both.
Lead and more swings in the hips.
(On the way): By Malacath’s stinking loincloth! I froze my arse off! And the cock too. You should warm them up with your holes, espesially my arse.

Cunt: While the master is talking to his guest, I must do the housework. Drink this potion. Once it passes through your body, you'll begin to leaking with a powerful repellent against wild animals. We have to walk around the hut squatting and sprinkling the area.
This is a crazy.
Yes, but it's better than constantly tiring trolls out with my body.
[Drink the potion]
Let me stick an icicle with red cloth in my ass so you can see me all the time in this blizzard.
(Follow her in stealth mode)
I see you're still dripping. Then it's time to pee on the corners of the hut. Mark the territory.
Slaver: I see you're busy with your important matter, girls. Take me to Bruma, sharp boobs. I would, of course, find the way myself, but I want to be in your nude company.
(In Bruma) You know what would be a wonderful goodbye? Jerky, fast sex in a dirty alley. Well, why let such a great idea go to waste? Right? Let's go, bitches.

Cunt: I need to replace wealthy woman Pullus Penetra in the Imperial City.
In what sense?
In the most literal sense. Replace her body with my own.
But for what purpose?
She angered a bad man. Now her daughter is held hostage, and she is doomed to die. Now you know why she paid the master a fortune so that I could take her place.
Let's go.
I would have gone without your permission.

 

Pullus Penetra: Thank Stendarr you're here! I can't believe someone agreed to die for me. How well they train slaves these days. Which of you is this unfortunate woman?
This Cunt.
Well, I wouldn't want to live with a name like that either. You can pretend to be my bodyguard. Female bodyguard make the blackmailer laugh, I'm sure. I've been wearing a hooded cloak and a wide robe lately, so you can easily disguise yourself as me. (Undress and give her robe)
Cunt: Wear this robe, Cunt.
There is no need, I can't wear a single thread of clothing at all. I'm a good illusionist and can wear her appearance by magic. The illusion will last a day on my corpse. (Replace Cunt with Pullus clone)
Pullus: Yes, that makes more sense, it's immediately obvious she's a professional... hired suicider. Ahem. So pretend to be me, and when the kidnapper kidnaps me, do whatever he orders. I'm leaving all my money and all my properties, as well as all my scientific work. It uses Uriel code, by the way. When this is all over, please take my daughter Ovum to the port of Anvil, and there we will start a new life. Oh, and you can't kill the kidnapper, at least not until he tells his boss that I'm dead.
Understand.
Godspeed!

Kidnapper: Hey, are you smart bitches?
Smart.
So, come with me nicely. Or do you want to fight? That would make me laugh, and I wouldn't even punish her daughter.
Not smart.
I see. I meant that you will come with me nicely as smart bitches. Or do you want to fight like dumb bitches? That would make me laugh, and I wouldn't even punish her daughter.
I understand that being a weak woman I have no chance against you, sir.
So, she's smart after all. For a woman.
You daughter with us. I kill you anyway, but you can save her. Go to the bank. There you will transfer all the property to the boss, and also take out the largest loan and give it to us as well. I also know about the secret key in your family crypt. Have your ridiculous bodyguard bring it to me. You won't need your untold riches in the afterlife anyway.
Cunt: Thank you for killing me, sir.
Your key, sir.
That's right, mine! Now we go to the boss's new house.
Bring all your life's work. So be it, don't bother changing your name to the boss'. I'll do that. We need to use you to the fullest, so spread your legs and try your best to please your future executioner. In the meantime, nothing-guard go [there] and find the artifact Soul Siphon.
Your Soul Siphon, sir.
You came just in time when I came. This crystal, the Heart of the Indrik, curses those with malice in their hearts. It so happened that the boss got his hands on it. As you understand, he won't be canonized anytime soon. So, siphon the curse from the artifact and transfer it to your mistress' body. And put deeper, into the bones, into the organs, so it will take hold and leave the boss alone. Can easily put it in a soulgem or other artefact but I decide to put in her, she's deadmeat anyway. I promise she won't suffer for long.

Listen, I have an idea. Now suck the life force from your mistress and give it to me. Why should good thing be wasted in vain?

Since this bitch so understandable she should take blame for my crime. Steal evidences from the Imperial City Prison district and leave in your house. And while she's ruining her reputation, I remembered that I haven't fucked you yet.
Well, that was fun, but it's time to do what we came here for.
(She's crouch, AI disable, he start hitting her with a mace)
Wait, how to read this shit?
With Uriel code, sir.
Thanks!
Okay, shitty bodyguard, go get her daughter, we are highly noble people, we will not break our word. In the meantime, I will bury her so that no one will find her, but in the most shameful and humiliating way, of course.

Ovum Penetra: I'm fucked for life. Oh, who am I kidding... I'm already feeling excited.
Ovum? I'll take you to your mother.
Maybe on the way we'll go into a couple of caves and get ourselves into a couple of adventures for our asses?

Ovum and Pullus start working in The Fo'c's'le as a port whores. Kidnapper will appear in the city, through him you can find his boss and kill both of them.

Gnidam: Ah, you. You passed the trial, then. Fine, I will resurrect for you. The price is sex and 10000 gold per body.
Why do you need money?
I don't need them, I just want you to lose them. Cunt hides them so no one will find them.

Cunt: Well, I'm going to breastfeed wolf cubs.
Why not run away?
Then I can't take care of the master. He won't be able to take care of himself.

Repeatable Gnidam quests

Spoiler

Can I help you with something?
Yes, clean up here, woman.
I can be more useful.
So what can you do besides the standard female skills? I can give you a more difficult task. For sex.
I can fight. [Natural Balance]
Well, here's my assignment for you: kill 10 representatives of the black soul race of your choice. 10 races+refuse.
But to keep the balance, fuck with 10 representatives of the black soul race of your choice. 10 races+refuse.
Why do you need this?
I love the harmony in the Mundus. The wheel must turn. You, stupid cunt, cannot understand the unseeing strings of the universe.
I killed and fucked.
Just Arkay's cycle of death and life. (+Assassin lootbox (Poison, Alchemy Equipment,  Skill scrolls of stealth skills, 100-200 gold, stealth equipment, black soulgems) and Whore lootbox (1-10 gold, Skill scrolls of Speechcraft, whore set, special books, nasty potions, clutter))
I am very resourceful in solving problems. [Imga's Paw]
Fulfill a man's wish. And for the balance of the universe, fulfill a woman's wish, but in Imga's Paw way.
Imga's Paw?
A cursed thing that makes wishes come true with a ironic twist. For example, I want dirty bitches to lick me every day. This means I have to be chased by female dogs in the mud. It teaches us how to properly use my native language.

 

Ideas I discussed with chatbots:
Man: Money, sex, a specific item, healing. I want her to notice me - love potion now wants a "slave family" - Command scrolls
Woman: Money - stole her valuble item, sex - ruin her orgasm, heal - beat, world peace - frenzy cast. Muscular man in my life - Scrolls of Summon Xivilai. 
Muscular man - Scrolls of Xivilai I want to prove that money is evil. Hire thugs to beat her up.
Unique Orc woman wants to win - give your stamina poison and lead to hooligans.
Happy marriage - Free the abuser from prison, he hates her race, "so make her you slave" Force marriage.
"I want to talk to him again" = zombie This is great! He won't get tired for a minute now!
I want to be listened to - Scream
I want to know what awaits me - Book of Fate. NOOOOOOO!
I want nothing.
Give me back the voice of thunder - so that everyone trembles - throat-fuck deep.
Immortality and eternal youth - vampirism.
Celesta the Hypocrite - Imperial Priestess Dibella is secretly a masochist and preaches chastity. Desire: "Give me purity and worshipers." - female orgy

May all men fall at my feet. Scroll of mass paralysis
Argonian: Strong children and a fertile family. PC summon Mudcrab swarm with frenzy. "Fertilization" via forced bestiality animations (Creature Framework). This is what Grok offered me.

"I want to be left alone" - Invisibility for a year
"I want to be free
"I want to look decent"
"I want her to be happy" - Charm
"I want to find treasure" -  Mark the marker, it's a bandit camp.
"I want an easy life - to fly into the sky.
"I want to prove that I'm the best" - Summon a powerful enemy nearby.
"I want glory" - Make him attack the guards.
"I want to be protected" - Summon Daedra, he aggroes on everyone.
"I want to be safe" -  Lock an NPC in a cage / room.
"I want to sleep well."
I want the blessing of the gods." - Molag Bal.
I want to understand real magic.

What do you think I'm capable of? [Lucky girl]
If misfortune happens to you, then fortune will happen to someone else. 
Take 1000 damage.
Donate to a misogonic society.
Take a cursed artefact:
Stone leech - wear on pussy a day to suck yopur blood then give to a vampire.
An artifact that gives an itchy ass ().
Itch ass +5 Strength, Speed, Agility and -5 Intelligence, Willpower and Endurance. Can only be given.  Next [Imga's Paw] give woman who want an artifact.
After Whom Gods Annoy: Bring Staff of the Everscamp, remove Damage Speed and add scapm sex on activation.

All quest can be abadoned for sex.

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Im loving this mod, especially the real dragonborn sections. Is there any way for him to equip any other armour than his base? Also after completing his quests is there any more content involving him, things like transferring thane titles or houses would be great. Thanks 

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On 9/9/2024 at 4:34 PM, Imdownbadrn said:

The dawnguard addon quests "Sabbat: Vampyrum order" and "Sabbat: Local Covens" don't seem to work. Theres no quest markers nor any new npcs in the locations described.

Was a solution found to these two? I'm having the same problem. The other two were completed, at this point i just want to see the ending of that character. 

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Posted (edited)
On 12/24/2025 at 10:05 PM, gohn12345 said:

Is there any way for him to equip any other armour than his base? Also after completing his quests is there any more content involving him, things like transferring thane titles or houses would be great. Thanks 

He should have a trade option. I don’t even know how exactly the gameplay of the title and house transfer will look, what should change.

On 12/29/2025 at 10:08 AM, bleeding13 said:

do you have project for 

 annekke crag-jumper?

No. But she's used as an option in the quest Pursuit of a  Shadow: Shor's Stone.

12 hours ago, 420buildnexus said:

Is it normal to still get the Kindness Farm escape pop up message even after going back? 

Yes.

NTR Wife

Spoiler

Wood Elf in a tavern Woowool Windwhisper: Hey, traveler... you look like someone who can handle themselves (F: And vey sexy, but tha't irrelevant right now). I'm Woowool Windwhisper, greatest admirer of the fairest flower in Cyrodiil! I mean... her name is Welaria, and she's gone missing!
Fairest flower? I'm afraid I'm not a gardener.
Ahahahahaha! Is this the funniest joke in the world? Spare me, person-joke!
And you want me to find her.
You're incredibly smart.
Calm down. Tell me what happened.
I was just about to tell you what happened.
How did you figure it out? Your brilliant insight comes in handy when it comes to finding a woman.
She's gone to [Place] and hasn't returned yet, as you've already guessed. She's strong, could fend off bandits herself, but... what if something worse got her? Daedra? Well, I can't think of anything else as an example. I-I can't fight, I'd just embarrass myself. Please, adventurer! I'll pay 75 septims.
And you value her at 75 coins?
Well, I don't have that much money. Everything goes on gifts for her. Sometimes I even buy her... special waters from the bath, you know? To feel close!
Not interested.
Well then, I'll stand here and wait for a braver hero, no offense.
I agree.
Great! She looks just like...
1 Let me guess: an Imperial beauty?
2 A sultry Dark Elf, right?
3 Redguard desert flower?

Yeah! Welaria Sunrise/Sandy/Shadowblood, spot on! But why interrupt with your guess? I was going to tell you literally in a second. In the same breath! Bah, never mind, fate sent you! Find her, prove you're worthy of her glory too!

When going to this dungeon, the player falls into a trap, for example, a hatch in front of a chest, as in Rannveig's Fast. The player finds themself in a cage, to which a bandit approaches.

Bandit: Heh, fresh meat in the trap. M: What the hell, another dick-bearer! Couldn't you be a busty elf with a cock addiction? F: Boss'll love breaking a pretty thing like you. Kneel and beg, slut, and maybe I'll put my dick in a cage so you can start training to please men.

1 Release me, worm!
Nah.
F 2 Yes, sir. P-please...
I'm actually talking nonsense, not thinking you'll actually agree. Well, don't look a gift whore in the hole.
F 3 Okay, give me your dick. And you better be grateful for the sucking.
I think I'll wait until you change your attitude to a more submissive one.
4 Whatever. I was planning on starting to live in a cage anyway.
I'm glad that you look at the world with such a positive outlook.

Welaria appears: I'm boss' bitch, so give me this toy. [Welaria wins instantly]
Welaria? I came to save you.
This is awkward. Should I go into the cage now and close it so you don't waste your time?
Thank you for saving me.
Come on, I haven't done anything worthwhile.
You didn't need to save me; I had everything under control.
Oh, sorry. Let's go back to the cage and I'll call the whole gang.
I was sent me for you by Woowool Windwhisper.
Oh, that servile boy? You should have taken his money and done nothing. I think he's disgusted by the very idea of ownership of wealth. I don't need saving, I beat bandits easily. But their chief is my type, so I surrender to become his sex slave.

Woowool: I... um... well, the rescue involving Welaria has been accomplished.
This is great! Allow me to pay you your well-deserved reward. Now excuse me, I must greet my goddess.

 

Perhaps a quest could be inserted here so that the PC has a chance to like her.

 

Welaria: Marry me!
Aww... so eager. But proposals need proof. Drop your pants. Show me what I'm signing up for.
[Undress]
F: Oh, sweetie... that's a negative length. Like, you're subtracting from the fun! You're built for watching, not adding.
Y-yes, Mistress... I'm worthless down there.
Good girl.
Negative? Does that mean refunds?
[Slaps your ass] Cheeky hole.
Marry me, ha! Only if no sex with you. Ever. Find me a real lover who packs first. Prove your devotion.
M: [She measures with finger, snorts] Pathetic twig! Woowool's your brother? This won't satisfy anyone, least of all me.
Forgive my inadequacy, love...
Good boy.
It'll grow on you!
Shrivel more.
Marry me, ha! Only if no sex with you. Ever. Find me a real man for fucking first. Your inches might be good for something. For example, for measuring normal penises.

 

Potential lovers: Nord Bjorn Frostvein, Orc Grotmuk the Ironshaft, Redguard Zahir, Argonian Ssilith.

Hey, my Welaria craves a true stud. She's... selective. Can I measure yours? With hands... or mine?"
[Answer]
F: Gods... X inches!
Tell her I'm ready to plow.
M: How many of mine...? Four! Four of my genitals fit in yours!
Don't touch me with your prick!
Perfect for her.
Sure.
I'll look for another.
You'll be back.
 

So, how many of your genitals are in his genital?
The PC's beating in front of her. Then arrange their marriage in Temple One, honeymoon, give a house to live.

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10 hours ago, DSHV said:
23 hours ago, 420buildnexus said:

Is it normal to still get the Kindness Farm escape pop up message even after going back? 

Yes.


Can I turn it off? Thank you. 

 

Posted

Dear Author, 

If you don't mind, would you make a folder of TOH with all the esp's combined in the next update if possible? LE, SE and AE versions if you don't mind pretty please.

Happy new Year Everyone!

Posted (edited)
On 12/31/2025 at 12:08 AM, 420buildnexus said:

Can I turn it off? Thank you. 

But the message should only appear once. Maybe the invisible area near the exit didn't turn off? It sends this message after a certain amount of time when you enter. Did you go through the farm gates much after that?

On 12/31/2025 at 9:11 PM, Sternentreue said:

If you don't mind, would you make a folder of TOH with all the esp's combined in the next update if possible? LE, SE and AE versions if you don't mind pretty please.

I don't quite understand why. You can download different archives and unzip the esp files into one folder.
Thank you too.


Submissive Altruistic Heroine Follower

Spoiler

Tall Ylva the Bareass in a dungeon: Shor's cock! You... little one. Do you need help?
Is it you who needs help?
No, I'm fine.
You're naked.
I know.
Who are you?
I was once Ylva Giantslayer, a shieldmaiden who crushed bandit clans and felled giants with my bare hands. But in Jerall Mountains, I was betrayed by my own warband and sold to an orc tribe. Well, the rest of the story is not interesting. Now Ylva the Bareass wanders Tamriel's dungeons and wilds, her fame is only greater than her ass. All things she finds are given away as alms, and she еats almost fresh food on the street, if the animals don't mind. She helps everyone and in everything, and gets nothing. Everyone's slave. This Ylva the Bareass is me.
Yes, follow me.
Show me the way.

 

Temporary Perk: Barefist Alms +25% unarmed damage if PC is naked, but chance for NPCs to demand "alms".

Permanent Perk (Max Relationship): Kyne's Dedication: +25% unarmed damage if PC is naked (can be combined with Barefist Alms).

 

Her mechanic is sending her on tasks. She leaves for a couple of days (depending on the difficulty of the task) and can restore a character's fame if it's lost, bring a random dungeon loot, restore a player's dignity through her humiliation, or collect special items like flowers.

I have an assignment for you.
My bulges and holes itch for deeds. Point your thrall-slut.
Restore my fame. 2 days
I will take upon myself all the slander against you.
Clear a dungeon. 1-3 days (boss chests loot mostly)
I love clearing my "dungeon" during dungeon clears.
Restore my dignity.
I propose to humiliate me so much that all your humiliations will seem to you like a good dinner around the campfire.
Collect for me some tedious things. (a few flowers, callipers, nirnroots or potions) 4-5 days
That's what my body is for.
Sell yourself on the street. 1 day
Aye. (+1-50 gold)

 

Tell me of your wanderings, Ylva.
I will tell you with special pride that en grimy cocks queued for my holes. Their gold? To orphans.
I love dug a draugr barrow: cold hands groped my tits cool down a hot body perfectly.
Sometimes I find a new orc tribe. Crawled nude, begging 'Breed the giant bitch!' They always rutted me raw. That's my luck. Did I say luck? I meant fuck.
I love helping farmers haul carts, midwives birth babes, beggars find shelter.
Helped fellow adventurer in a flooded ruin: put him on my shoulders and waded in naked, shoving debris with these shoulders. Mud-crabs pinched and probed, their claws a small price.
Farmers' fields overrun by wolves, I bared my throat, luring the pack away nude through the thorns. They mounted this giant sow till dawn. Harvest saved.
Guildless thieves needed a distraction for their heist—I strode naked into the manor, offering 'Use the Nord whore as you will.' Guards and lord alike queued up, filling every hole.
Orphans starving? I begged at every tavern, on knees, letting patrons 'tip' in seed for their pity-gold.
Draugr lord's crypt for a widow's ring—I let the undead horde paw and chill me, their bony grips perfect balm. Emerged raw, ring sold for her farm. Cold seed inside? The frost of true sacrifice.
Bandit raid on a village? Crawled to their camp: 'Fuck me instead captured village women till you tire!'

Her quest: losing arousal after sex is bad because she can't help people who need sex the best she can all the time. She found a witch who agreed to deprive her of orgasm (by deleting clit) so that her arousal would never drop and she would always be eager to fuck. "Giant slut wants eternal heat?" In exchange, she will complete the witch's task, donate a kidney, and strengthen her nerves to feel both pleasure and pain more intensely. Upon completing the task, Ylva is very pleased: "My body is an eternal altar of need! No more slump, only service! Let me become your slave for that!"


Submissive Female Orc Follower

Spoiler

Masoha the Battle-Lust in a prison cell: What're you gawkin' at, pissdrinker? Come to laugh at the Orc who got her green ass hauled here like a trash?
For what?
Guards say I headbutted a noble. To me, he screamed and spat blood in a rather vulgar manner, like any other simpleton.
Nice to meet you, ma'am.
Oh, go and talk to your mother like that, nincompoop.
Shut your ugly mouth, beast. You're no warrior, just a stable slut begging for scraps.
Nice dirt in your mouth. I could use an evil motherfucker like you.
[Toss a coin at her feet] Pick it up with your lips, pig. Prove you're worth my time.
Hah! You see it, don't you? The fire in my guts, not from ale or grudges. [She squats down, rubs her pubis against the dusty floor and deftly took the coin with her lower lips, holding it there while staring defiantly.] I could use an evil motherfucker like you.
Why do I need such a two-legged sow?
I am strong. I can break your enemies. I can carry your luggage and you yourself. I am also a woman. [She spreads her thighs against the bars, shamelessly displaying herself] You can fuck me, if you intrested in that. All I need for this is shame. I loved how it made me kill. Humiliation awakens in me such a rage that even Malacath’s chosen would envy it. Keep my blood boiling for the next fights. Bribe these dung-eaters and free me. I mean change this captivity to your own.
What guarantee do I have that you won't direct your anger at me?
Well, I'm not stupid. I cherish the source of my fury. A handler like you is rare these days.

 

I want to pay the fine for the orc. (200 gold)
Of course. I can't have any fun with such strong prisoners anyway.

Crawl over here, green schmoe, and kiss the ground I walk on.


Yes... treat me like shit! I already feel anger boiling inside me.
1 [Point to the floor]
[She obediently lies down on the floor]
[Stand on her face]
Thank... you... This is rather unfair.
[Piss on her]
Arrrrrr... Thanks.
[Spit on her face]
The next enemy will be torn to pieces!
2 [Slap her on the ass]
Yes, sows love rough treatment.
3 [Touch her pussy roughly]
Yes, it's yours.
4 [Fuck her]
A good start to our relationship.

 

At hire she will give Humility Surge spell once/day, PC can activate to instantly lower own dignity by 5, gaining +100% stamina regen for 60s and Berserker Rage. 

I can give her a humiliation scale that increases her damage.
If PC slacks on humiliations, she ditches: "You're goin' soft on me! I'll find a real bitch-breaker!
Daily Humiliations: Bribe guards to put her in a special cell, make her a stable girl, give her a humiliating tattoo, insults.
Give her rat Dominator. She will carry him under her clothes.
[She stands still and Dominator trying to climb on her. He plunges his claws and teeth into her flesh and she can only tolerate the pain. Legs, crotch, belly, chest, boobs, collarbone. He confidently crawls towards his goal - her mouth.]
Make her worship not Malacath but: Dominator, your cock, Molag Bal (almost the same name)

 

Your thoughts?
Is it so difficult to give a woman paingasm?
Love trolls, especially their massive cocks swinging. I wrestled 'em bare, sometimes I became the mount for their victory lap.
Handler's been slacking. Need a good boot to the tits soon, or this rage'll fizzle like bad mead.
This green arse still itches for that whip-crack.
Remember the Breton lord who made me his piss-pot. All his guests laughed. Great times.
Shove my face in the muck. Nothing stokes the fire like tasting my own shame.
Those Imperial guards called me "sow-slut.". Now I just wanna pulp skulls extra hard.
Hate how soft you are. Slap this Orc cunt till it weeps, then watch me berserk.
Dream of the chain-gang in Orsinium's pits: whipped till bloody, the wounds are covered in sperm, then forced to eat scraps from boots.
Love when you stand on my back like a rug. Grind that heel in. Feels right.
Piss on me, handler. Let it soak my hair, run down my thighs.
Bare-knuckle fucked a minotaur once, its balls slapping my chin while the tribe jeered. Best rage ever.
Call me worthless green trash, please.
That time in Hammerfell: Redguard slavers oiled me up, paraded me as "beast-bred broodmare." Fucked the lot, then sand-buried me. It's good that I cum so much that the sand hardened and I didn't fall into it.
Ogre cocks... gods, what the stretch. But rode one reverse once, and like it.
Crave the crop on my udders: whap-whap till milk-like welts rise.
Handler, make me your footstool. Rest those boots on my spine, so I feel small...
Love wrestling giants bare, their clubs swinging like wrecking balls. Pin me down, use me as trophy.
Orgasm denied makes me twitchy.
Orsinium arena: lost on purpose, fucked publicly by victor. Crowd's jeers lit my soul afire.
My cunt's yours to abuse.
Mock my green tits, call them "pig-udders." I'll grunt thanks with a kill-streak.

 

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Posted

How do you get the strong nord woman quest to start? Would appreciate the help.

 

Actually I would be highly appreciative if someone could provide me with some guidance. How do you start quests lets say as male player..I know there is content for Lydia. But there is no diagolue for her yet. Do I speak to her for example after certain conditions are met. 

 

Whats a good place to begin? I tried talking to the boy next to the bridge but he doesn't do anything

Posted
1 hour ago, path1finder said:

How do you get the strong nord woman quest to start? Would appreciate the help.

 

Actually I would be highly appreciative if someone could provide me with some guidance. How do you start quests lets say as male player..I know there is content for Lydia. But there is no diagolue for her yet. Do I speak to her for example after certain conditions are met. 

 

Whats a good place to begin? I tried talking to the boy next to the bridge but he doesn't do anything

I think the main mod page mentions how to play as a male character.

Posted
17 minutes ago, Vladel said:

I think the main mod page mentions how to play as a male character.

Thanks for replying! but i just dont understand how to start some of the quest. For example, how do i start the quest with jordis. I have her following me... but i see no dialogue appearing. Same thing with lydia or olfina.. am i missing something?
Looking forward to your reply

 

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