#dovah

[elderscrollsconceptart]

Dragon Head Sketches

Concept art for The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim

Art by Adam Adamowicz

[senhor-do-escuro]

I find quite beautiful how Alduin saved dragons from extinction by bringing the deceased ones back to life.

He is a harbringer of destruction. The one destined to devour the world. To bring the end. But even him could not ignore his brothers who once shook the skies with their wings, the mountains once echoed their songs.

But from Alduin and the other Dovah's perspective, the Dragonborn is the great devourer. The one who consumes their souls, their knowledge, their very essence.

Alduin and the Dragonborn are two sides of the same coin.

[blockedragon]

I found a house mod that gives Paarthurnax a giant library lair to hang out in!

Perched on his nerd throne! "Drem yol lok, zu'u Paarthurnax, I bid you welcome to my crib" *MTV cribs theme starts playing*

Here's the door, clearly designed for dragon-accessibility

The entry has an elevator for guests

He even has reading lenses so he can see the tiny mortal script with his giant dragon eyes

I usually don't like giant houses in Skyrim but this one doesn't feel out of place, given the age and the owner. And there are lots of little secrets and trinkets that make the place feel lived in.

Apparently the Greybeards have their own little indoor garden with built-in weather magic. I love wizard shit when it's justified. Skyrim needs more wizard shit.

The master bedroom.

The Library of Paarthurnax SSE

A large player home at the Throat of the World. Navmeshed and cleaned.

The Library of Paarthurnax

A large player home at the Throat of the World. Navmeshed, cleaned, no DLC required.

[helgiafterdark]

[alasion-art]

Dov

[couragegirl13]

Thinking about the Dovahkiin

Thinking about realizing your kind of a demigod.

Thinking about the panic amd confusion after you absorb your first dragon soul, wondering whats going on.

Thinking about learning you are some fated hero who can do things that they don't understand.

Thinking about lying awake at night, wondering that if you died, where would you go? Would you go to your races/religions afterlife, or go with Akatosh?

Thinking about wondering if you are a person stuck with the soul and blood of a Dovah, or a Dovah trapped in the mind and body of a person.

Thinking about the mental and/or physical discomfort that comes with absorbing words of power or dragon souls.

Thinking about the realization that the Dovah you have slain were your kin.

Thinking about realizing that you never felt like you belonged with your kind because you were never fully one of them, but you're not a Dovah either.

Thinking about the Dovahkiin, crying at a shrine of Akatosh, just begging to know what they are.

Thinking about Dovah instincts and tendencies getting stronger the more dragon souls you absorb, and realizing that your losing more and more of yourself to this power, but you need it to save the world.

Thinking about the Dovahkiin snapping at and hurting their friends because a Dovahs nature is to conquer, destroy, and hurt.

Thinking about the horror of realizing you don't know what you are. Being scared but not being able to tell if you're afraid of what you are, or afraid of the fact that you don't know what you are.

Thinking about giants and bears and other enemies that are described as 'not generally hostile unless threatened' that do attack unprovoked- and wondering if it's because they can sense that the Dovahkiin has a Dovahs soul and therefore an immediate threat.

Thinking about realizing that you have this great untapped power inside of you, but also a deep seeded nature to destroy that is only growing with that power- and not knowing if you'll be able to control it.

Thinking about running to dragonsreach from the western watch tower, tears streaming down your face and in near panic, trying to figure out what just happened to you.

Thinking about the phantom limbs, itchy skin, strange urges and harmful habits- like picking at skin or pulling at hair- that comes with being a soul in the wrong body.

Thinking about getting sick or too cold after hanging out with Parthurnaax for too long because you're more comfortable around him since he's the only presence that makes your soul feel like it belongs- even when your body can't take it.

Thinking about all the other issues caused by having the blood and soul of a Dovah, and it being practically incompatable with your mortal body and mind.

[nitronusnyk]

Back in my Skyrim Era ⚔️🐲

[oblivionscribbles]

He’s happy to be here.