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DOES YOUR MUSE, WHILE FIGHTING … || GHORBASH

fight honourably / fight dirty / prefer close-quarters / prefer range / chat during / go silent / low pain tolerance / medium pain tolerance / high pain tolerance / attack in bursts / attack steadily / go for the kill / aim to disarm / fight defensively / bait an opponent’s first strike / strike first / provoke easily / provoke their opponent / tease / get visibly frustrated / shout while attacking / use strategy / focus on their battle / experience conflicting thoughts during battle / rush in recklessly / try to read their opponent before fighting / fight wildly / fight calmly apathetically / fight with anger / fight with excitement / fight because they have to / fight because they want to / fight without regard to wounds / run away when wounded / hide wounds / take a blow to protect another / prefer a blade / prefer a gun / prefer a bow / prefer a shield / prefer a spear / prefer a personalized weapon / prefer magic or spells / prefer brawling / their greatest weakness is physical / their greatest weakness is mental / their greatest weakness is emotional / transform for battle / fight as they appear / rely on strength / rely on skill / rely on speed / use everything they have / hide their full potential / exhaust quickly / high stamina / doubt their strength / proceed with caution / behave arrogantly / brag after landing a hit / belittle their abilities / use psychological tactics / use brute strength / avoid civilians / strike down civilians / damage surroundings / avoid damaging surroundings / signature fighting style / making it up as they go / mastered skillset / learning their skillset / fancy footwork / sloppy footwork / messy fighter / elegant fighter / accept defeat / refuse defeat / beg for mercy / compliment their opponent / insult their opponent / use unnecessary movements ( flips, twirls ) / move efficiently / barely move / prefer to dodge / prefer to block / defend their blindside / has no blindside / use all available advantages / strictly use one main method / play around / hold back / fight ruthlessly / show mercy / wait for opponent to be ready / strike when opponent isn’t ready / fear death / fear pain / fear killing / has PTSD / avoid fighting / has killed / refuses to kill / want to die standing / would succumb slowly.

TAGGED BY: @ramblingsofamoonwatcher

TAGGING: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ just do it dude

#i started doing this for borkul but then i was overwhelmed with love for ghorbash #i love him i love him i love him i love #ghorbash;;

stansebastian

Sebastian Stan © Style Magazine Italia

#im so afraid of him with short hair #absolute basil vibes #basil;;

some sketchies of the Boys

#happy bashy #ghorbash;;#bumble;;#i'm still trying to figure out bumble's design #i feel like his skin tone is a little cooler than i have it here...?#although he is still pretty #doodlies

remakesihavetoremake-deactivate

i love angry women theyre right

#lavender;;#borkul;;#yuuup

ramblingsofamoonwatcher

Familiar Stranger

{starter for @bumblingorcs !!!}

Another day and yet another meadery was trying to become the next alcoholic hit of Skyrim. Hithril had witnessed many attempts to take down to tyranny of the Black-Briar or the Honningbrew in her time as a sellsword, but most usually crashed due to the stubborn taste of the Nords. This one however had potential with their fruity and floral mixes; the flavours were new and exciting and the younger generations were loving it.

The job was boring but the pay was worth it. Standing in the dark halls she watched the moon-shadows creep across the floor. One more week and the new guards would be trained, then she could move on to more interesting and dangerous endeavors.

She was picking at her fingernails when she felt it. Something was off yet she couldn’t hear it- it was in the feeling of the air current, a disruption, an intruder.

With a subtle flick she was invisible and with another her sounds were muffled. The Orc searched until she found them, a moving shadow, a thief of great skill.

“Pick that lock and I’ll slice you in half. Really, go ahead, I’m eager for a little bloodshed.” Her blade unsheathed, held casually-alarmingly so over her shoulder.

bumblingorcs

This was, by far, the worst luck.

It was one thing to be caught. Lavender could only blame herself for that - she must have made some mistake, to be detected, walked too heavy or predicted the guard's skill incorrectly. And the guard - Lavender knows her before she even speaks, and her stomach drops.

If it was anyone else, she could just talk her way out. Lavender was a good talker, good at playing charismatic or soft or sultry. But Hithril knew her voice. It would give her away.

There was also the option of fighting her way out. Lavender knew how to use another person's size and strength against them, could easily get a knife to Hithril's throat and get away, but the thought of hurting her is unbearable.

She hisses out a curse, and drops the lockpick, letting it clatter on the floor. Silently, slowly, she rises, turns to face Hithril, holding her hands over her head. She's grateful for the mask she's wearing, at least, but who knew how long it would be before Hithril checked underneath it.

#lavender;;#ramblingsofamoonwatcher

bumblingorcs

🌸 (Send 🌸 to put a flower crown on my muse!) [[Ok I couldn't resist a flower crown on one of your beautiful orcs! You pick which muse you want it on, the ask will be from my Bosmer priestess of Dibella, Thea!]]

(( I am now sniffling a little at my orcs being called beautiful!! Thank you!!!!! Thea get’s Borkul, because priestesses of Dibella seem to get along well with him. ))

It took a lot to get Borkul tipsy, but here he was, cheeks flushed and brain delightfully fuzzy. He’d found himself in the garden of a little Dibellan temple in the middle of nowhere, sprawled out in a bubbling pool full of smooth stones and golden fish, with flower petals and lily pads floating on it’s surface. He was surprised that the priestesses weren’t terrified of him, but he certainly wasn’t complaining. When one of the women placed a wreath of flowers on his head, he grinned up at her.

“Am I a princess now?”

bumblingorcs

Borkul followed along dutifully, appreciating the beauty of the temple much more now - in the daylight, when he wasn’t half-collapsed from the heat or surrounded by women.

He barely noticed Hithon until Thea introduced them, and the first thing he truly noticed was Hithon’s response to him being there. It was interesting - Borkul didn’t have many specific feelings about other orcs, having grown up around bandits and forsworn. He wondered if Hithon’s reaction was because of his appearance, or if they knew each other from something. He hoped it was the former.

“Hey,” Borkul answers. He stands with one arm braced against the wooden counter, leaning against it. He stares at Hithon almost too intently, narrowing his eyes, trying to figure out if they knew each other.

#ramblingsofamoonwatcher #borkul;;

there’s definitely a point in between the current timeline (after killing basil maybe) and rebuilding his stronghold when Borkul just spends months alone in the wilderness

he and senna part ways for a while after that whole ordeal (senna goes back to the priesthood for most of that time) because they both just have.... a lot to deal with.... Borkul does some mercenary work and wanders around for a while on his own, and eventually finds what’s left of his old stronghold up in the mountains, and just kind of. hangs out up there

i only say this because like.... Borkul growing his hair and beard out..... dressed up in layers and layers of furs to withstand the cold (because he’s up in like an evergreen forest in the mountains near where his stronghold was) and just.... being a little bit of a wild man for a while

#turning into his mortal dad a bit #gettin that belly laugh #a lil bit of chub #p-putting his hair into braids.... making beads out of animal bones.....#borkul;;

hello i’m here because i started thinking about Mairwen last night and then i started thinking about Everyone

#i love.... them.................#ooc

foulserpent

i always though the gray prince looked like a trainwreck in game. i think you should draw agronak gro-malog and make him the character he was meant to be, whatever that is.