Tes V - Blog Posts

cicero: you’re… still alive. cicero respects the listener’s abilities of course, but could you at least slow down a bit? im not what i used to b-

the listener: cicero im trying to sneak through the dawnstar sanctuary so i can kill/spare you but im dummy thicc and the clap of my asscheeks keeps alerting the sanctuary guardians

cicero:

cicero: please kill me

cicero acts like a fool but this bitch outran a werewolf on his shorter than usual imperial leggies, significantly wounded said werewolf, got past the troll that had somehow broken into the sanctuary despite literally bleeding the whole way, and will still fite u if u fail to pickpocket him.

What I love most about Skyrim (and TES in general) is how, once the surface is at all scratched, you’re confronted with the most buckwild lore in the history of ever. Like, Skyrim’s baseline experience is: you are a person born with the soul of a dragon, which means you can absorb their souls and speak their language. Fair enough! There are two moons! And vampires! Giants herd mammoths across the plains!

But then! Dig a little deeper, and it’s all “yeah, there are two moons, but they aren’t really moons, they’re the corpse of the god who tricked all the other gods into creating the world, and mortals just interpret them as moons”, and “an entire race created technology that runs on souls, and they accidentally erased themselves from existence while trying to become gods, well at least that’s our best guess” and “some dudes replaced their hearts with plants and you can pickpocket the plant-heart right out of their chest” and “here’s a weapon that sometimes turns your enemies into pastries”. 

What a game, you guys. 

Sottilde and stray dog entering Winterhold. Enjoy.

Really need to post more on here so here’s some stuff from Instagram. This is my vampire Dragonborn Sottilde after Faendal decided to commit suicide by walking in front of her arrow. Enjoy.