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"neither blight nor age can harm him" Nerevarine showing up on Solstheim in the 4th Era to figure out what the hell is going on this time and meeting The Last Dragonborn who is also trying to figure out what's happening on Solstheim like a buddy cop movie but the guy they're after is basically an eldritch horror. Sheogorath is there too for some reason (Sheo's favorite reason)
is this anything
my Nerevarine, Llonyn (random Altmer's uncanny resemblance to Indoril Nerevar turns out to not be a coincidence at all)
he didn't exactly plan on having to deal with living gods when he got off the boat
now he just wants a nap and a bunch of sujamma. maybe pet a scrib
i have had little energy to actually draw the elaborate oc concepts in my head lately, but recently i've been chewing on a specific concept for a 3rd era character while playing morrowind for the nth time
yszardan was raised to believe she was the last living dwemer, of course, under the comforting spotlight of public spectacle. if she had a life outside of the traveling carnival she was raised in, she wouldn't recognize it now; leading credence to the act that she is in fact a child of dwemeris descent, empowered by her pale skin and unique features. nevermind that she has to wear a wig to hide the wispy pale stubble on her scalp, or hides her sickly pinkish eyes behind an enchantment to make them an exotic, ethereal blue. these alterations are a part of 'the act', but not a part of The Grift her handler/guardian imposed on her. who was she to know that all she was taught of her supposed dead culture not just a lie, but potentially someone else's truth? someone else's history left to turn to ash, picked up and made a fictitious spectacle by those who occupied the lands left by the long-fallen dwemeri empires? all of her schooling, mannerisms, 'customs' and more have been complete lies, to the audience and herself, and when the local guards bust her company's operation, she is left utterly displaced. measured by what imperial census and excise officials perceive of her rather than what she professes to be her truth, yszardan is sent to the east, to morrowind. to the site of the the true last stand of the dwemer empire, and the sole survivor of its aftermath.
finally got around to playing through the main story of Morrowind for the first time (did my classic "focus on the story and ignore most side stuff for the first playthrough", plan to go back through and take care of some of it now that i'm done or start a second playthrough to take it slow)
i fear i am unwell about it all, and suspect it will only get worse as i get into the dlcs
commissions
Aaaauughhh thinking about how Ashval is not just the son of Ayem and Nerevar, but the son of the group, he is as much Dumac, Vehk, Voryn, and Seht’s child….. AGAHAGAGGAGDY 😭😭😭😭😭😭
my own oc is killing meeeeeeeee….
He was forced to choose half of himself over the other…..
