#new sheoth

[liminul]

fighting on top of sickly bernice’s , liturgy of the duelists

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[elderscrollsconceptart]

New Sheoth

Concept art for The Elder Scrolls IV: Oblivion

Shivering Isles DLC

Art by Adam Adamowicz

- be sure to zoom in. There's lots of Detail here.

[nooklingposting]

POV: Your assassin boyfriend and Emperor bestie both died, so you got a haircut, went through an oblivion gate and accidentally agreed to become a mad god.

A little transition from a mer to god!

I added some signs of both Ulerva (my wood elf) and Sheogorath - her natural red hair with greying edges, red eyes tinted with yellow, and cat-like pupils. Sheogorath’ main outfit, but with her own accessories e.g. Cruelty’s Heart.

Very happy with how it turned out!

[diary-of-a-madgod-in-training]

Court of Mania

After the events at Xedilian, Lord Sheogorath has instructed me to study and understand his two courts. I’ve decided to start with the Court of Mania and Duke Thadon. The Duke revealed to me that he suffers from an addiction to Felldew. He sent me to retrieve a chalice that will cleanse him of the bad effects of the drug.

To enter the Burrow, I had to take Felldew myself, which made me understand Thadon’s urgency. The high is amazing, but the withdraws are violently painful. Making my way through the Burrow, I had to periodically take the drug in order to not crumble under the weight of the withdraw. Feeling it flow through my veins, I cursed myself for getting myself in this situation.

Entering the Sanctum, I found a group of people also addicted to Felldew, using the chalice to never fall from their high. I tried to reason with them, but in their drug fueled frenzy, they wouldn’t listen to me. I didn’t want to fight them, their suffering was enough. I felt the same screams as I did when entering the isles, but this time inside me. The blue glow from my hands swirled around me before erupting out and enveloping the addicts. They let out earth shattering screams, shaking me to my core at the raw fear in their voices.

Shaking it off, I took the chalice, drinking from it to wipe away my addiction. When I got back to Thadon, he placed all of his Felldew inside it and drank from it. I personally believe that defeats the purpose, but to each madman their own. My next task is to learn from the Duchess of Dementia, but i am exhausted and still recovering from the after effects of Felldew.

I’m currently in my room in the House of Dementia, the stone walls providing a comfort I haven’t had since Martins death. My heart still weeps for him and just thinking of him brings tears to my eyes.

[three circles dot this passage, most likely from tears]

If I had only been faster. If I brought Martin to the Temple instead of to Ocato. If I had fought Dagon myself. If I stopped Camoran sooner. So many things I could have done. So many ways his death is my fault.

That’s enough for tonight. I am going to walk through Crucible, maybe give Cutter a few of the Madness Shards I’ve found. I don’t know why, but the damp alleys and dirty roads calm me. I believe it’s because they remind me of the Asylum, how little I do remember.

- Velentius Cosades

[cryptid-called-ash]

Reesa Caleeleesh of New Sheoth, xe/xem/xyrs

one of Breyth’s first friends and is still close to the young dovahkiin to this day. Xe is the duke’s favourite blacksmith and was the one who crafted Breyth’s butterfly diadem.

Reesa is the proud owner of The Silver Spoon, an odd combination of a blacksmith’s and tavern inn. Reesa is the blacksmith, while xyr partner handles the tavern. Xe is particularly well known for having taught the young duke smithing.

[gronglegrowth]

New Sheoth Palace

[uesp]

Ahjazda--In memory of Ahjazda. The world wasn't coming to an end -- only her.

Amiable Fanriene--Amiable Fanriene, fallen before the walls did.

Bhisha--In memory of Bhisha. Killed because he loved dogs. (Only shown if Bhisha was killed during Ushnar's Terror.) In memory of sweet, harmless Bhisha. (Shown in all other cases.)

Big Head--In memory of Big Head. Completely Forked.

Blaise Sette--Here lies Blaise Sette. Faster than the wind, dumber than a stump.

Bolwing--I think his name was Bolwing.

Brithaur--In the end, his last breath was stolen from him.

Caldana Monrius--Caldana Monrius' last words: 'Bring some skooma to my wake!'.

Cutter†--In memory of Cutter. She enjoyed every cut to the last. And she enjoyed that one the most. It cut her spirit free.

Dumag gro-Bonk†--In honor of Dumag gro-Bonk. He made killing things fun again.

Earil†--He taught us to make the seconds count before we close our eyes.

Endarie--Remember Endarie. One day she will rise and take her vengeance.

Fimmion--Fimmion died hungry, or at least he thought he was.

Gloorolros--In memory of Gloorolros. Sticks and stones broke his bones.

Helene--Helene the Deaf. She never heard it coming.

Hirrus Clutumnus--Hirrus Clutumnus never felt like he fit in anywhere. He fits in a coffin quite nicely, now.

Lob gro-Murgob--Lob gro-Murgob died. We ate him and buried the bones here.

Mazaddha--Mazaddha found that which he did not seek -- the sharp end of a blade.

Meehn Half-Tail--May your spirit swim forever, Meehn Half-Tail.

Muurine--Muurine rests with the knowledge that her death provides much gossip.

Orinthal--Numbers matter no more, for Orinthal has found eternity.

Ranesta--Ranesta lies here, covered in glory and dirt.

Raven Biter--In memory of Raven Biter. He was one crazy son of a bitch.

Rendil Drarara--He's cooked his last meal.

Sheer Meedish--Beloved wife and loyal drinking companion.

Sickly Bernice†--This time, she was right.

Sontaire--Finally, Sontaire sleeps alone.

Thaedil--In memory of Thaedil. A juggler beyond compare, at least in her own mind.

Tilse Areleth--She couldn't take it with her.

Tove the Unrestful--In memory of Tove the Unrestful. His works completed, may he finally find rest.

Una Armina--In memory of Una Armina, a true Oddity.

Ushnar gro-Shadborgob--He asked to be buried with his beloved dog. Oh, well.

Uungor--Uungor finally got out of the city. Sheogorath watch over his spirit.

Vien Brenenus--Vien Brenenus. Noble but poor.

Vilval Telaram--Vilval Telaram was thrown in this hole.

Wide-Eye--In memory of Wide-Eye. May all her children prosper.

--The Epitaphs that can Appear in the New Sheoth Graveyard, if any Citizen Dies

†Though the epitaphs are waiting to be written, the intended occupants of these graves are always essential and therefore cannot be killed.

[breadknight-likes-things]

Cities of (Sort Of) Cyrodiil: New Sheoth

Ha ha! Plot twist! You thought I was done writing about the cities of Cyrodiil, and that’s because I technically am!  New Sheoth may not be anywhere near Cyrodiil, not even being in the same dimension really, but it’s a city from my favorite Elder Scrolls game nonetheless, and boy is it a weird one.  New Sheoth is the capital city of the Shivering Isles, Shegoraths realms of madness consisting of the bright and unpredictable Mania and the dark and dreary Dementia.  New Sheoth straddles the line between these two wildly different worlds and as a result, is essentially two cities in one.  

Ah yes, that famous street: Dementia Raven Way

Dementia's side of the city is known as Crucible and it’s uh....well let’s say rustic.  Frankly, Crucible looks like something out of Fallout 3, bathed in sickly green and looking like nobody’s bothered to take care of the infrastructure since the day it was built, if you could call it “built”.  Gnarled trees grow in and out of buildings unimpeded, the citizenry is dreary and depressed and there’s at least one opportunity to push a dude off a steep flight of stares after he asks you to do just that.  Crucible probably isn’t a place anybody would really want to live, but I guess try telling that to the people spending all their time wallowing in the mud and loving it!

Is it crazy? Is it just late autumn?  Who can say?!

The Mania side of the city is known as the pretty self explanatory “Bliss”.  Though the name sounds like a teenagers Sonic OC, it does it’s job well enough in getting the vibe of the place out in one word.  Everyone in Bliss is the same level of weirdo you find down in Crucible, but surrounded by a generally nicer setting.  Fittingly it’s the polar opposite of the other side of town, with clean streets, happy people and no trees winding their way into the local inn.  It stands in stark contrast to the sights of crucible, and when taking some time exploring this wacky berg I always tend to gravitate towards the vibrant colors and more interesting locations to be found in Bliss. 

Shivering Isles was a great expansion, and New Sheoth was a unique twist on the fantasy cities we’d been seeing up to that point.  Though it hasn’t aged all that great in recent times(for instance, there’s really no nuance to the shift, it’s a hard loading screen between the two districts), it’s one last memorable city in a game that revolutionized the idea of the things in a way that hadn’t been done at the time since WoW.