#crownedwithashes

[crownedwithashes]

Wow it's three months into 2026. Over all the time I haven't posted, I've still glanced at tumblr here and again wondering if anyone or anything remains of the Elder Scrolls RP scene. We had a really good thing going back in the day, didn't we?

So you know, if you still follow this blog, why don't you hit me with a message or something? Let me know how you've been. I'm really curious to see what's going on in everyone's world.

And if you're seeing this and you've forgotten who I am because it really has been THAT long, I'm the mun of Rowan, a benevolent Volkihar lord OC I wrote for years here. I still write him on Discord. However I'm considering coming back to tumblr. I'm just not sure as to how busy it is in the TES RP scene nowadays.

[alicerozen]

Lost and found.

Grey clouds over head, dark waters hitting against the sands. It was hard to focus on anything, it was hard to hear and see everything was different as Tirank pulled herself out of the water. She sat up and looked around confused, she placed a hand on her head as she tries to remember what happened.

She was getting herbs with her master when she heard screaming and yelling, and then her master grabbed her before everything went dark. Then she was in the sea and she had to rush up to the surface for air.

She stood up on her shaky legs and wrapped her arms around herself before she starts to walk slowly, she needed somewhere safe to think on what happened and what to do now.

@crownedwithashes

[neomacaught]

@crownedwithashes liked for a starter!

   It’s late, and she’s alone. ( Well. Not quite alone, if your fire is breathing in time with the animals by your side, your steed and your hound, but still -- company she shares rations with, not quips. ) So strange how being alone was once all she knew, how sleeping under a sky was all she was, all she had, and now... 

   Now she saw sky and stars through canopy of trees. Now she heard rustles in the leaves and felt her finger twitch towards her warhammer. 

   Still alone. Still outside. Still illuminated by fire. 

   But now cold. Now empty. Now... 

   Ancestors, no, it’s not her imagination, that noise to her left. Bjorn stirs when she jumps up, grabs for her warhammer. 

   “Who’s there?” After all, slinking in the shadows late at night? Not usually friend. 

[crownedwithashes]

[dawnguardxd]

"This is all that's left." -crownedwithashes

The old vampire gripped his staff tighter; had he not already been pallid, his knuckles would have long turned white. As capable of fighting mortals as he was, he’d found himself at a disadvantage when battling other thinbloods; and, to is horror, this was no mere thin-blood. Solurion turned a blind gaze to the several remaining auras-- still living, praise Auri-El-- before returning to address the other vampire. “And what was your hand in this?” he asked stiffly, ears flicking back in his anxiety. His voice remained calm, though, as he moved closer to the still-living auras. Had the stranger tried to help them, or had they been his prey?

The healer took a deep breath, a habit he’d yet to break in a thousand years of death, and folded both hands on his staff again, awaiting an answer as magic began to warm the tips of his fingers.

[knightbleed]

@crownedwithashes -  Prospective, perhaps inviting, the Volkihar Lord noted aloud to the Knight, "The sun is not going to rise anytime soon, you know." 

❝ I am well aware of that. ❞ he leans on the railing of the balcony, looking at the long, seemingly unending Sea of Ghosts before turning his head over his shoulder to look at the lord.  ❝ Why are you out here though? Is your court not keeping you entertained? ❞ he jests with the other, before his attention turns back towards the sea. 

[crownedwithashes]

//How many of you who had threads with me (or didn't, and we just talked) the previous years are still here? I don't do as much on this site as I used to but I'm curious to see who's been lurking in the shadows.

PM for discord info.

[knightbleed]

@crownedwithashes​ - "Do you accept what you are, or do you refuse?" 

He’ll be honest when he admits he’s not particularly fond of the clan, well with one exception, but with Harkon gone he hopes his usurper was different from the rest. He sits with him, idle chatter ensuing but then comes a question from him that stirs discomfort in the younger vampire. However, he decides to answer honestly, ❝ I’ve accepted what I am a long time ago, but I refuse to be as cruel as the rest of our kind. ❞