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    Civil War Aftermath OOC #4

    in Tales From the Elder Scrolls

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    2 minutes ago, The Good Doctor said:

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    Interesting post. I think it would’ve been better on the Origins page but it’s really not a big deal for something like this.

    Strange as it was, I did enjoy it and even found it a little funny in a dark sort of way. (May your people drownXD) It was very MKish in how it felt like a very real piece of lore with little context or explanation given. Though the Nightmare header does give a hint to speculate off of.

    Thank man!

    The post was of course inspired by the intro to that Pelinal video, where the elf is sadly speaking of vassalage. The Nightmare header is the only hint that post is ever getting, I wanted something reminiscent of Wulf appearing before the player right before the final fight with Dagoth Ur, except as a dark omen.

    I was really nervous about posting it anywhere, and only didn't put it in origins because it really isn't anything to do with pre-RP interactions (although does hint at history). I didn't know how y'all would react to an experimental post like that.

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    Roleplayer's Off Topic Thread #28

    in The Humping Horker: Tavern Talk

    Posted · Edited by TheCzarsHussar

    5 minutes ago, The Good Doctor said:

    I mean, did any of them actually expect it to go differently? XD Why would suddenly spiral now about something that was basically a foregone conclusion months ago?

    Politics are encouraged by my teacher to be kept under wraps, but some of the outlandish shit two of my classmates say...

    One's this annoying as all fuck Asian dude, the other's this weird looking ass chubby white guy, annoying but rarely speaks. In my classes I'm almost always the student to speak the most, answer the teacher the most etc. But this Asian dude beat me by a longshot with the talking, except he was a fucking chattermouth.

    Other then that, when the elections in Georgia for our governor turned out not to be the left option, my college classes were fuming mad. I don't imagine this will be much different.

    Quick edit: Chubby white guy looks like a bizarro Gabe Newell.

    Civil War Aftermath Chapter 3: Season's End pt3

    in Tales From the Elder Scrolls

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    Nightmare

     

    The Doom Drum takes form.

     

    Bright-Hewer, descendant of the Mages-Under-Ice. Kingship do you bear, eldest son of passed King Hrewldrum, in sworn vassalage to the majestic son of the invincible Ysmir. Coronation of your furrowed brow, hoary and ageless at once may bear your majesty all lordship. The realm will provide tribute as bespoken by the voices of man, the realm will provide arms when rallied under the twin red banners, the realm will never partake in hostile actions against benevolent overlordship-across-the-sea.

     

    An age passes. The Doom Drum turns and beats a different form.

     

    Nine blessings on you, King Cassivelogenos, first of his name.

    One-Eighth blessing to your crown. May it splinter and crack your addled mind.

    One-Eighth blessing to your feasting table in all it's majesty. May your ale spill and meat spoil evermore.

    One-Eighth blessing to the noble palaces. May all your work crumble and be forgotten.

    One-Eighth blessing to the realm of Atmoriantry. May your people drown.

    One-Eighth blessing to the valiant spirit of war. May your spear be forever shattered and spirit destroyed.

    One-Eighth blessing to the Ashen Usurper, the serpent rides with he. May his voice bring darkness to your people.

    One-Eighth blessing to all the realms of man, the true favored and predestined to eternity. May your kin never know Sovngarde.

    One-Eighth blessing to the chains that bind, slavery to your kin. May your people's day never dawn.

    Ninth blessing to TALOS, the herald of your doom.

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    Civil War Aftermath OOC #4

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    If this is a fear for him, then it sounds like there is already something of a schism. The Atmoriant druids sound like they have a stance on the matter if intervening would lead to them turning against the human druids.

    There's definitely a divide. Atmoriant druids can dedicated almost three times the lifetime of a human but humans have far exceeded them in natural affinity to the clever craft, nearly all the Atmoriant druids are from the Middland Plateau. Mostly because the other natives haven't the same natural affinity for the clever craft. I wanted to give the druids a tad bit of possible internal strife for a bit of fun, lets hope nobody finds a tipping point ;)

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    Civil War Aftermath OOC #4

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    7 minutes ago, The Good Doctor said:

     

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    I’m assuming they’ll be keeping it secret from the warriors coming to Tamriel. 

    I honestly don't know how I'll have Theu approach it. On one hand it will weigh very heavily on him but considering humans are the minority of the Druidic Theocracy, if he dares use his power to order the Ecoriobrigans to stand down. It will absolutely create a schism within the order and Theu knows that. Watch his kinsmen be slaughtered and/or subjugated or try to prevent it and cause the Atmoriant druids to ostracize the human element.

    Civil War Aftermath OOC #4

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    27 minutes ago, The Good Doctor said:

    And if Theudofrid is aware.

    Forgot to address this. Theudofrid would likely be aware of the growing unrest in Ecoriobriga and through contact with the Theocracy at large, knew about the procession.

    It's going to likely strain his relationship with Baldur, but Theu will refuse to edict an order to stand down. Ironic since Theu would be descended from the colonists just the same.

    Civil War Aftermath OOC #4

    in Tales From the Elder Scrolls

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    2 minutes ago, The Good Doctor said:

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    I like the new Roscrea. XD 

     

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    But the post had a very detached POV and showed more than it told, so I just wanna make sure I understood correctly what happened here.

    Ecoriobriga is Roscrea's wealthiest and most powerful native city, and those who live there still revere dragons. And Haafingar-Folk are the decedents of Nordic colonists from the Septim days. They have continued to lord over the natives even after the Empire fell, but they no longer have the teeth they once did to enforce this rule, since Solitide no longer backs them.

    In this post, a procession of Atmoriants left Ecoriobriga with the king's blessing (and his axe), and traveled across Roscrea to the home one of these Nords' 'Petty Jarls'. They attacked his town and crucified him and seventeen of his top retainers, and left a mark declaring war written in blood.

    I get all that right? XD 

    Anyway, I do like this version of things a lot more. It all feels much closer to home with TES, in my opinion. Like, all of this feels like it could come from Atmora and TES in general. Whereas the original Roscrea felt like it was entirely its own thing.

    My only complaint about the post is more of a nitpick. It’s that crucifixions seem like an odd choice considering all the options. It would have been sick for them all to have gotten the Blood Dragon, since they revere Dov and it’s RP canon that this was an ancient practice that started with the dragon cult.
     

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    Roscrean civil war inbound. Probably gonna be short seeing how easily they were able to take out one of the biggest Petty Jarls. XD

    The longboats bringing allies to Skyrim contain 'crusaders' and are about to depart. I wonder if the timing of this and the war happening at the same time was intentional.

    No Druids in the post. I wonder if they’re okay with this. Or if they were involved in the plan. And if Theudofrid is aware.

     

    Thanks for enjoying the post Doc! I'm in bed on my phone so my reply wont be too long.

    To address your complaint I wanted them to do that one sort of crucifixion where they're sprung up and nailed to a single pole so it literally did look like they were the standards of war carried on the shoulder. But I couldn't find the name of that anywhere so I went with regular crucifixion. 

    Ecoriobriga is the wealthiest of Roscrean kingdoms and most militarily powerful. The Roscrean Principate in the east does come close but even they cannot compare to a kingdom of near-giants. The Atmoriant population of the Middland Plateau dwarfs the Royal Roscreans in the east.

    The eighteen grim gifts were the human lordships and tribute collectors of the Middland Plateau. What the Atmoriants just did was purge the human 'overlordship' over the Kingdom of Ecoriobriga and are warning the colonists in the Old Dowry, "Hey, this is your fate."

    The timing of the attack was planned. The colonist warriors in the west and those Atmoriants who would aid them have have departed in droves. How convenient then that Ecoriobriga hadn't encouraged aid.

    Lol it is going to be an absolute slaughter, Ecoriobriga alone could amass enough noble-led warbands of retainers and call it an army. Then walk right over the colonists now that a chunk of their warriors are sailing south.

    Druids know about this. They really just weren't invited, since this rendition has them avoid the courts of rulers.

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    Civil War Aftermath Chapter 3: Season's End pt3

    in Tales From the Elder Scrolls

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    Roscrea
    Middland Plateau

    Traveling the midst of an arctic meadow valley a procession roamed it's way from the Kingdom of Ecoriobriga, an oddity of native power in a land seized and quartered by southern men. The warrior caravan marched with morbid gifts for the Nords. Their destination was not the longboats long set sail to the south, with many a' crusaders in toe, but the vast oasis-land stubbornly defying the permafrost landscape of Roscrea. The Old Dowry, once the seat of many native chieftains with nary a man to lord over them. Now, seated firmly with goatish stubbornness were petty jarls of Nordic stock. Haafingar-Folk thought themselves masters of good native folk, the Dowry-Oarcrafters were debt-slaved to the land, the Bone-Wreathed reindeer herders which so opposed the settled life embarked eastward into the tundra and so were lost, the very native chieftains once sworn to a distant nagging voice of far-south were taxed by hungry wolf banners. And all natives suffered horrid tribute to lesser men.

    But those were golden days of Haafingar-Folk, once the bright men of Skyrim with all it's ten thousand thousand axes and spears to force natives to shrink and give tribute of furs and copper, and amber and gold. But the golden days of long distant heard mead drinking and feasting have dimmed and lessened. The long stretching spear has eroded and broke, leaving only splinters in Roscrea. Spears and axes and ring-mail of the south brought fear to the natives, but Atmoriants have little fear of splinters. And in the little world of Roscrea the splinters are soon to be pulled and snapped. For eighteen grim gifts and a parting farewell axe from the king himself, hoary with the memories of old, King of the Middle Roscreans, to the Dowry Hold, to the petty Jarl. And so the procession, the warrior caravan hauled these nineteen morbid partings southward and westward, through the oasis-land of the Middland Plateau. They cried and wailed, and begged and cursed.

    Leading the procession was the finest of the favored nobles, a relative of the king himself. The favored noble sat in comfort in his finest clothing, a vibrantly blue over-robe atop hidden coat of mail, his robe was decorated with brilliant white patterns of volcanic veins swirling underneath the world and the sleeves and chest were embroidered with trimmed gold thread, in monastic reverence to Aka-Tusk. Several rings adorned his hands, a brilliant golden torc at his neck, hanging from his neck and sitting proudly on his chest were iconographic amulets to ward against Nord-Throat-Curses and show reverence to the Dov. Even the proud noble's mount, the hearty and heavy of foot mammoth was as decorated as rider. It's pelt was sheered down and a cushioned saddle adorned it's back. Protected by ring-mail underneath a richly decorated rug-pelt. All knew this lofty figure lived without want of mead, gold and loyal retainers. All knew he sat at the inner circle of the feasting table. For he was a gift giver and his retinue that ever loyally followed on foot reaped the rewards of companionship from their lord. The noble's retainers all to an Atmoriant and all wore the rewards atop their clothing. Torcs and rings all, mail and helmets all, not one among the procession were burdened with stone tipped weaponry. Nay they bore the tremendous honor of iron. Iron tipped spears and iron headed axes. Their lord and most noble Atmoriant armed himself with composite bow slung in quiver at the mammoth's side, armed in glass tipped spear and steel headed axestaff. Several heroic antennae swords hung at his side, a mark of the tremendously wealthy, or king-favored. The retainers carried the mundane spear and mundane javelins though this most noble of patrons would wield both in battle.

    And again there was crying and wailing, begging and cursing. And blood trickled the meadow.

    The procession traveled a cobbled road, past village and farm, past hill fort and keep. All Haafingar-Folk who laid eyes upon the procession fell to despair and fled from the gift-bringers. All lowly native Dowry-kin who laid eyes upon the procession quivered, some with fear at the coming storm, others with clarity and longing for the day to join the coming storm. Gifts were passed on to the kin who would follow the road to Ecoriobriga, the city of the procession. The warrior caravan was single minded, both noble and retainers would not seek nightly warmth and shelter, they fasted through the night and feasted on bread and ale on foot in the cold light of day. Mounted colonist-warriors followed from afar, weary of the procession. At last the mighty walls of Boiliobris, home to the Petty Jarl Frithuwald, was reached. The tyrant, the despot, the hated, the now-weak, the now-isolated. Boiliobris was a mighty hold, powerful in ancient times before the conquest, lust for power led the Haafingar-Folk to extend and expand the city, into the now hold capital. It was stone-walled and rivaled Ecoriobriga in size, exceeded her in population but without Solitude, her wealth was crippled and her power stagnant.

    For the final time there was crying and wailing, begging and cursing. And blood trickled the crucifixes. Eighteen grim gifts were held upon the shoulders of the retainers. Colonist tribute collectors, advisers, nobles and their thanes were horribly wrought to the crucifixes, carried throughout the journey like standards of war. Each cross was planted within full sight of the coastal stronghold. The noblest of the procession dismounted with the farewell axe in hand, each of the suffering men were disemboweled, their innards ran down their legs, down the wood and saturated the earth. With his fine clothing, and fine jewelry sullied by Haafingar-Folk blood this favored noble took the farewell axe to the closed wooden gates and parted. Leaving the mark of war embedded into the wood.

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    Civil War Aftermath OOC #4

    in Tales From the Elder Scrolls

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    AIght so I'm caught up and holy hell not only was that a fucking amazing post, but looks like I missed some super sweet commissions and Doc's drawings.

    @Tdroid A man of ancient antiquity has returned to the RP, I'm a bit more busy than I used to be but I'm always up for Elder Scrolls posts. If you need someone to write with in your posts, hit me up. I have folks in Kyne's Watch.

    @ColonelKillaBee The Rebec commission confused me with them them big old eyes.

    @The Good Doctor My dude, your Ubbe drawing radiates that PELINAL energy, good shit :D

    The intro with Mila dreaming really did make Baldur seem legendary, the corpses chanting "Ash-King!" absolutely made that scene. Remind me to never fish with Colonel, we'll be attacked by deep ones or some shit, and he'll yeet into the water for a couple arms.

    The ending of the post was sweet as hell, I sadly don't recall reading much of anything on Daric's father because that was probably before my time in the RP. But goddamn if he didn't have a domineering presence.

    Absolutely stellar post yall!

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