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Oblivion: Before The Door In Niben Bay, Deliberating.

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Let's go. In and out. 20 minute adventure.

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Oblivion: Before The Door In Niben Bay, Deliberating.

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The dunmer is Lotto, a clothier born in Bliss, Shivering Isles. The orc is Urzmatok, an alchemist from Cheydinhal, Cyrodiil. Both characters belong to @cannibalharpy An adhoc Oblivion remastered model of Urzmatok exists, but due to limited dental and ear configuration of Oblivion's orcs it proved of modest use. Allow me to present a Mor-ind model of my own speculation instead. It uses Vanilla+ TR aesthetics.

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You art is absolutely fantastic and you are probably one of the greatest TES artists out there! Is there any chance i can somehow get some of your art on my walls? If you don't do prints (or don't have any plans to do prints) is there some way i could pay you for a high res image so i can print it myself?

My thanks! All my works are free to download from my Deviantart page. Feel free to print any out yourself. Even commissioned works are available, though not in their largest size. Better than any tip jar would be donating to a project like this one: https://savelife.in.ua/dronopad/main-eng.html

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Oblivion: Before The Door In Niben Bay, Deliberating.

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In summer you play..

snowy games to mentally cool off

desert/tropical games to boost immersion

Voting ended onJul 7

[stellastra-scribbles]

There didn't seem to be anything especially dazzling about the ring... No air of magical power, good or ill. No sense of small hidden compartments. Just a ring. Then why had it been so important the gnome ... had spent his last breaths pressing it on her? Why the warnings about a child and an 'evil one'?

An illustration inspired by @queen-scribbles' fic, Born Anew~

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I've decided this account is not cringe enough. I'm going to be posting my poetry here shortly.

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Ok, here it comes:

No palisade of lampposts ever held against the night. No matter how the city bristled with electric light, it gave in in the end to terror and delight of dreaming. It is enured to being overwhelmed, that one ostensibly starts living without fear or hope.

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You are your own Shah and Scheherazade; and every day is a reprieve.

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As daylight bled beneath the vicious night, it poised aloft a talon ghostly bright. Beware the beast's hypnotic gaze - it kills, though in a lesser way of sleep; it's still of Basilisk - the baleful lord of all that slithers, all that stings. When thunder-crazed it tousles treetops - dare I call it wind, or rather, flapping of the wings? And when I hear it peck against the roof - good heavens, I pretend it's rain.

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The road kept climbing hills at speed, and angle steep, until a soda straw, it sipped beer collar off the muted blue. Beheld from bird side view, a road is but a line dividing land into its sun bleached hues - a superstition evoked by stop signs, bus schedule stand, speed cameras, roadside cafe drive-trough, and suchlike places. Beware a path of billion paces that offers but a single stop that's true - for someday, swear, it shall bedevil you to miss it.

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Elder Scrolls WIP: Sotha Sil building a centipede fabricant.

Working through my aversion to the creepy crawlies.

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Had a dream today about a small scorpion living in a cavity under a nail on my thumb. I poured some rubbing alcohol into the hole to flush it out, and when it showed its tail I pierced it with a surgical pick and yanked it out. It was quite satisfying. Kind of like one of those barnacle removal videos.

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I should consider partnering up with someone who is going to consistently accuse my works of being "AI". The goal would be to get a piece in the scope of one of those youtube channels that do viral video exposés of "AI artists". I mean, they are the only ones today who spend considerable time scrutinizing artworks in detail, the way people used to. This is a revival of the lost art of being a spectator, is all I'm saying.

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Elder Scrolls WIP: Sotha Sil building a centipede fabricant.

Working through my aversion to the creepy crawlies.

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Morrowind WIP: Cliffracer Ouroboros/Jiub

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Steve Huston once told a story about an artist painting men cutting grass with scythes. Sometimes after a session he would feel pain in his back and arms, as if he had worked the field himself - so powerful was the illusion. Point is, I have to 'aid' the cliffracers if the painting is to be.

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I've told you how much of a crooked referee I am when painting battle scenes - constantly switching sides and whatnot. Hence someone with an upper hand in the initial sketch goes through many a perturbation and may end up actually loosing. This is one of the reasons I can never be happy in real life. Like, I've watched plenty of Tiberium Wars championships on Youtube and I always root for the side 'currently' loosing. That is, the 'only' configuration I am happy with, is the unlikely one where a player snatches victory from the jaws of defeat.

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Morrowind WIP: Cliffracer Ouroboros/Jiub

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Steve Huston once told a story about an artist painting men cutting grass with scythes. Sometimes after a session he would feel pain in his back and arms, as if he had worked the field himself - so powerful was the illusion. Point is, I have to 'aid' the cliffracers if the painting is to be.

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Morrowind WIP: Cliffracer Ouroboros/Jiub

[my-tamriel-now]

Heck, I'm just posting this here for now: CotG Addon for Song of the Green's Auri!

Requires:

Song of the Green

Children of Dawn's Beauty

Children of the Green

She uses a custom freckled CBBE textures (apparently I didn't save the template so it's the only body type coverage rn)

Get it here for SE.

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Ack! She had a slight weighting issue and was missing her sharp lil teef, plus I didn't put the file in a great place.

Here's a new link.

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I've yet to see any problems with oiling the PC power fan with cooking oil.

[velnar3]

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"Hey Grundie! Have you seen my daedric mace anywh- Ack! You again. Told you to keep your grubby icicles away from my daughter!"

Morrowind: Molag Grunda and Nomeg Gwai

Digital painting made in Krita. Brushes by Emil Maselli.

P.S. As I said before, I imagine Coldharbour is a cold place, except for the abode of its Prince, which is kept warm to ward this particular frost atronach off. He sneaks in anyway and later departs in the form of mist.