#house sotha

[ghouledhound]

Voryn and sehti the brothers ever in my heart

[omiraro]

I just like to imagine tiny Sil and his dad (bonus sketch of why Sil and Nall needed constand supervition as chileren)

[omiraro]

Tiny Sil appreciation hours... take this as a prequel of this old thing (assume he's standing on a box or something, he wasn't that tall yet)

Bonus older Sil and his mom looking utterly disgusted at... something, idk, their mother and son relationship involves sipping tea and gossiping

[omiraro]

Since a lot of y'all liked this dress for Memory I had to do a more detailed front view and some Sotha Dad content ft. older Memory cause I will ignore canon and imagine Sil did got to raise his daughter and all

[omiraro]

I could not be bothered to color this properly but here we go back House Sotha and me imagining the Sotha mom and grandma being in charge and such, taking the kids to whatever important meeting/event they had (I joke a lot about them being the Chimer equivalent of a redneck village but they're also nobles and such so gotta make them fancy...) also no idea what's going on with the staff, just vibes...

[omiraro]

Projecting my salvi bullshit on Seht's childhood at Ald Sotha cause chimer/dunmer culture is already a mix of everything so may as well add my two cents on it (forgive the lazy coloring, did that after waking up and too lazy to fix), anyways:

Enough people on the silt strider that some may as well be hanging outside of the poor thing, just like salvadoran buses in which you may as well see people hanging from the door and street sellers jumping in to make a quick coin out of the passangers

The experience of going to the market with an older relative and all the ladies balancing giant baskets on their heads

I want chimer/dunmer pupusas... I mean scuttle could work for the cheese and I think they may have rice flour for the dough but guess wickweath could do if not... not sure what to use for the beans, maybe there would be a scrib jerky variation for the chicarron ones, for the curtido... pickled pumpkin feels wrong so I'll assume they have regular pickled cabbage and will do the same for tomatoes that go into making the sauce

[omiraro]

House Sotha was a House of fishermen, sure, but also a house of mages and wizards and all of the sort, in a minor scale, those with talent on the arcane usually stood in the town and helped with the daily tasks, most became healers, the lucky few married their way into another House and the Telvanni had a the tendency to take members of House Sotha as assistants or apprentices.

That wasn't stopping Sil from his (perhaps a bit unrealistic) ambitions to join the Psijic Order. One day. Not yet, however, for the meanwhile he would stick around tutoring children around Ald Sotha, cousins included, may the Three give him patience with the latter.

I just like to imagine Sil had a bunch of cousins... even though three is not a lot but you get the idea

[omiraro]

Meanwhile Sil is internally screaming and asking himself among all things, why fire? But he's still a proud dad. Anyways the mentioning of Sil's dad made me want to draw the guy... why do I do this to myself...

And yes I spent an hour doing a comic about Sotha Sil's parents... BEHOLD:

My very stupid headcanon: the old man was with the Telvanni around Ald Sotha until the locals got tired and droved them away. And he left the house cause fuck it, House Sotha may be a minor house in a fishing town but the cute lady yelling at him is worth leaving the Telvanni. Later on and with already two kids to raise the idiot got in trouble with Daedra or something, went on a trip across the ocean and drowned, some folks say he was cursed.

Anyways I'm casually giving Sil daddy issues and another reason to hate the Daedra, years later Sil will show up with Dyvayth a fucking Telvanni Fyr and the Sotha Mom would bonk the two of them with a wooden spoon in the head...