The Forests Sing of Home

On the winds of Kynerath's grace I find myself far from the place I once called home. Far from the warm embrace of my famliy in the high green hills of Alcaire. Forever forward I move, chasing the prey I hunt with each breath I draw. One day I will cross over the rolling green hills and find where I belong. Independent Elder Scrolls roleplaying/ask blog for my OC Eoin Lothrry. Mun and Muse are 21+ NSFW and triggers will be tagged. Multi-ship and multi-verse. My main Elder Scrolls rp blog is a-fate-held-in-flame. All questions will be asked from that blog since this one is only a side blog for now. Enjoy and don't be shy!

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Aragorn looking majestic while on horseback : Part 1 | 2 | 3

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one gifset per character

↬ Aragorn

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ANYONE WANT A STARTER? ON ANY OF MY BLOGS?

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“The Great Outdoors" featuring Swedish import model: Calle Strand - Next Models - photographer: Casey Brooks - creative director: (MG) Marigrace Hobbs

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Back From the Hunt ( Open~)

It was raining, wet and cold from the crisp fall day as the sun was reaching into the morning sky. It was very early just after the sun poked over the horizon, parts of the sky still dark and gloomy with fog and rain. The town of Riften was sleepy this early in the morning and in the gloomy rain. Through the gates and down the cobblestone road Eoin dredged through the muddy road with a cart behind him filled with dear animals and skins. Cloak muddy and over his shadowed head the bow and his packs in the cart as he dragged it along to trade for money come market time.  He walked through towards the market, already merchants set up the stalls to sell their wares. Eoin took the cart smiling at the woman who bought his meat whenever he was in the area.

" Ah Eoin good to see you I was running low on venison. I trust you have some for me?" The dark elf woman said looking at him with a smile. Eoin nodded and rested the cart, moving into the back to find the cuts of meat he stored and salted.

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Vergil!!!

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Ichabod Crane + the other little hand thing

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Hermitage bridge Perthshire, Scotland

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