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me: -drawing ilch- oops i made his beard wider than proportionate... -fixes-
thur: trying to make him appear larger than he should, hm?
me: -laughs- dont start, thur.
thur: but, really. what if the dwemer used their hair growth as their physical show of pride.
me: like, instead of literal peacocking, they whip out a measuring tape to measure each other's beard growth. headcanon accepted.
sin: -groans and rubs his eyes- why. gods, why. why are we speaking of this.
me and thur: -laughing-
idaeda: i dont believe they'd need the tape measure, per se; i'm sure they'd be able to visually discern length
sin: idaeda, not you too--!
me: yeah but what about those REALY long ones or ones too damn close to tell??? or really curly hair ones??
sin: .......
me: sin you're just jealous.
sin: ................ absolutely not.
everyone but sin: -laughs and discusses more-
Approaching the oldest of the Dwemer with a funny looking cube in her hand, after poking, prodding and playing with it for all of fifteen minutes, the Redguard approaches with wide-eyes.“ ‘Scuse me Sir, but what’re these for?” Plava asks innocently, presenting a Dwemer puzzle cube.
The elder ‘mer glanced up over the top rim of his spectacles. Ah, so those were still being passed around, were they?
“It.. depends,” he almost hesitated to answer. “Some were mere childs’ toys to practice coordination and problem solving, others were for advanced logistics and spacial training. Others still were meant to hold private information, and were designed specific to one person so only they could access it’s contents.”
Okay
But what if
Elves were born with overly-large ears
And grew into them like puppies.
"Ilchznch. Do you find yourself clinging to the old ways of the Dwemer, or would you be willing to part with them, if it meant survival?"
“Obviously I’ve already begun to integrate myself even mildly into the general population. My appearance already stands out; to not even put on a mask and act as though I had always lived in this is to not, as you put it, ‘survive’.“ He moves to, pointedly, tap his cane on the ground. “I will forever be what I was made, growing up. But that does not mean that I cannot act as though I am not. Or course, there are certain things I cannot part with: though my love of the stars and the vastness of Arubis is strong, I feel safest beneath the surface; I cannot simply stop hearing the world of magicks around us; and certainly I cannot act as though I did not have metal shoved into my femur to replace a shattered knee.
“I can, however, numb the amount of advanced logicks I spout to those whom are not privy to my true capabilities; pretend that my abilities in magick are simply tied to my advanced age and study habits; and that my crippling pain is, as it is rightly so, from an old war wound--no one needs to know what war, however.”
8 for all of you
8:What are your thoughts on magic in the bedroom, whether it be spellwork, alchemical assistance, or anything else?
Key: Cant say I've tried it. I guess it'd depend on what it is, whether I'd be willing to try it, though.
Thb: I... cant think of any possible use for it.
Ilch: It has it's uses. Nchen and I rarely used anything; though I have a feeling if anything comes up between Beth and I, we may need the assistance.
largearts for key and ilch’s promo posts!
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