#tessde

[kagedbird]

We're just gonna... do it a bit differently this time I guess.

After a hearty breakfast and being stuffed silly with supplies from Sigrid and saying our goodbyes, we all trekked down towards Markarth via the carriage in Whiterun— after letting Bren know where we’d be. He was against the idea— as if any of us had really any doubt, he hated me going anywhere far away from him— but gave us his well wishes. (Me. Gave me his well wishes. Cursed everyone else out.) (Old fart.)

CHAPTER 77 is up!! There's a big notice in the beginning note, so please take a look!

[rossthren]

Sounds like Allora is a little horse

Character belongs to @kagedbird I just did some pony-ifying uwu

[kagedbird]

"Sing, Dovahkiin."

Book cover for Arc 2 of The Elder Scrolls Skyrim: DragonBard Edition.

See you April 15th. 💚

[kagedbird]

Been trying to wait for them to post it on their Vgen but I!!! I want to share this beautiful art AriaGrey made me that I commissioned!! LOOK AT HOW CUTE!! AND THE YUMMY TEXTURES!!! I LOVE!!!

You can find AriaGrey here to commission them: https://vgen.co/AriaGrey

[kagedbird]

Woe, coziness upon ye (It's a looping gif, don't be afraid of them blinking)

[kagedbird]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Come the third morning, I carefully slid from the bed to avoid waking up Kaidan and headed outside to check on the armor.

Chapter 68 is up! Thank you for your patience! <3

[kagedbird]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Keerava hadn’t been lying when she said this place was horrible. It was likely linked to the sewers or a cistern, generating a god awful smell that may or may not have been also contributed by people’s rancid filthy piles of shit scattered in the halls. God I wish I had prestidigitation.

Chapter 76 is up!! HAPPY NEW YEAR!!

ALSO THANK YOU FOR OVER 10K HITS ON TESSDE!!!! FUCKING INSANE!!!!!! WOW!!!!!!!!!!!!

[kagedbird]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

The interior of the final domain that held Morokei would have been beautiful with its arched bridges and raised stonework— stalactites and stalagmites in various places completing that wonderful sensation of being in a cave— were it not for the crackling purple magick being cast out from two spectres. That magick, that light, that sealing power, contained Morokei in a bubble, far along the back wall where he laid in wait.

Oh yeah, Tumblr here's your link to the newest chapter lol