Heads Will Roll

-BACK FROM 5 YEAR HIATUS- 200-something year old Bosperial Huntress, living in a modest cabin between Falkreath and Riverwood, with an unhealthy relationship to wine. - Independent TES RP blog

[tatyanasebroski]

"Have you traveled very far?"

“Hm?” Shrugging off her heavy traveling gear by the door with a soft grunt, she approaches the counter with only her satchel. “Oh, yes. From Whiterun, so quite a distance. There was a merchant in need of some extra guards going to Ivarstead. I’ll need a few stamina potions for the way back. I assume I’m in the right place?” she opens her satchel, then finally looks up to study the face of the clerk. A slight frown, then a hint of recognition. “Wait, you look familiar..”  

[tatyanasebroski]

-Drabble- Dawn

The descision to settle down in Falkreath Hold had probably been the best she had made in years. Not only did the milder climate resemble Cyrodiil's – something Tanya quite enjoyed after spending most of the last decade traveling north in Skyrim - but the civil unrest raging across the lands of Skyrim had less foothold down here. The Empire - and the Thalmor -  already controlled the south, thus Ulfric Stormcloak would be a dim witted fool to send any forces close to the hornets' nest that was Cyrodiil without having conqured the rest of Skyrim.

Despite her hatred for the faction of arrogant, cold-hearted elves, she tried to pay the Thalmor patrols no mind. Not that she spent a lot of time on the road anymore, unless she was heading into Riverwood or Falkreath to trade cured leather, meat, mushrooms, herbs, alchemical plants and other bounties of the woods. She had found one last chance to make a good life for herself in between the lush pine trees surrounding Lake Illinalta, in a desperate attempt to let go of the past and move on. She had finally snapped out of self pity after a fourteen day drunken spree in Riften, a trip that ended in jail for things she couldn't even recall. The memory made her cringe visibly. She had actually been debating wether to send her fellow inmates (most were probably still stuck there) a letter of apology for spending what had been three days behind bars, crying loudly for hours on end every waking moment until a guard finally had enough, slapped some sense into her and then, surprisingly, let her go. They needed the space for worse scum, and had also grown quickly weary of her pathetic moping. She was told to get her act together and to stay out of Riften in the near future, or her next prison sentence would last quite a while longer.

It had been a hard climb from there. With no money and nowhere to go, she had taken odd jobs here and there to make it, going from city to city, farm to farm, until she was finally offered a more stable income protecting merchants and their caravans traveling through The Reach. With all of the forsworn activity, even the Legion and Thalmor patrols had a hard time keeping the roads safe. She stayed sober – mostly- and saved up what she earned, only spending the bare minimum. Then she had bought a small, cheap piece of land close to Lake Illinalta with a wooden shack already built on it. It had been costly, as well as hard work, but she had managed to restore the small, rotten building from ruin to something that resembled a home. She was foolishly proud of this little achievement of hers, and doing manual labor from dusk to dawn had helped keep her mind of other things.

Life wasn't anywhere near perfect, but it certainly wasn't too bad.

The soft mists on the lake dissipated in front of her eyes as the first rays of the morning crept through the dense wooded terrain, the skies flaring up with the hues of dawn. Mornings had used to be her favorite time of the day in her younger years, a quiet moment while the rest of the world seemed to still slumber. The thrill of watching the sun rise and banish the darkness of night had returned to her now as she was no longer regularly waking up in the clutches of a nasty hangover and the all consuming anxiety it triggered.

She rose to her feet with a groan, her bones aching from sitting crouched on a rock for too long. A day of wandering the woods and foraging awaited her. Zaria, the alchemist running Grave Concoctions in Falkreath had left her with a long list of ingredients she wanted.

Shouldering her large satchel, she turned her back to the still waters of Illinalta and slipped quietly back into the pine forest.

[tatyanasebroski]

OOC: Asks are now enabled

Thanks for letting me know @askdusty, I had forgotten to do that! 

[tatyanasebroski]

[bluesmemethings]

The Last Unicorn (1982) starters.

❛  I dislike the feel of these woods.  ❜

❛  Unicorns? I thought they only existed in fairytales.  ❜

❛  This is a forest like any other. Isn’t it ?  ❜

❛  Let’s turn around. Hunt somewhere else.  ❜

❛  This is no world for you.  ❜

❛  Good luck to you, for you are the last.  ❜

❛  What do men know ?  ❜

❛  We are as old as the sky, old as the moon.  ❜

❛  We can be hunted, we can be trapped, we can even be killed but we do not vanish !  ❜

❛  Have you traveled very far ?  ❜

❛  Be a little respectful, do you know who I am ?  ❜

❛  Your name is a golden bell, hung in my heart.  ❜

❛  I would break my body to pieces to call you once by your name.  ❜

❛  In all your wanderings, have you seen others like me ?  ❜

❛  Have you seen the others? Where have they gone? Tell me which way I must go to find them.  ❜

❛  No, no, listen ! Don’t listen to me, listen !  ❜

❛  You can find the others if you are brave.  ❜

❛  What if they’re waiting for me ? In need of my help ?  ❜

❛  Well hello there little one !  ❜

❛  And just who might you belong to ? a pretty little thing like you ?  ❜

❛  In my heart I carry such a heavy load.  ❜

❛  And here I thought I’d seen the last of them !  ❜

❛  I know you. If I were blind I would know what you are.  ❜

❛  You wouldn’t have heard of me.  ❜

❛  It’s not much of a job for a real magician, but I’ve had worse.  ❜

❛  You’re mine. If you kill me, you’re still mine.  ❜

❛  Your death sits in that cage and she hears you.  ❜

❛  She’ll kill me one day or another, but she will remember forever that I caught her, that I held her prisoner. So there’s my immortality.  ❜

❛  You were out on the road hunting for your own death !  ❜

❛  He’ll not have you ! You belong to me.  ❜

❛  We are two sides of the same magic.  ❜

❛  You are safer here. You should thank me for protecting you.  ❜

❛  There has never been a spell on me before.  ❜

❛  It’s a very rare person who is taken for what he truly is.  ❜

❛  Will you help me ?  ❜

❛  You’re my last chance.  ❜

❛  Can you truly set me free ?  ❜

❛  I asked him a riddle and it always takes that lout all night to solve riddles.  ❜

❛  the spell was wrong but there was true magic in it ! try again.  ❜

❛  My dear you deserve the services of a great wizard but I’m afraid you’ll have to be glad of the aide of a second rate pickpocket.  ❜

❛  Okay, (name), I give up. Why is a raven like a writing desk ?  ❜

❛  She’ll kill you if you set her free !  ❜

❛  Don’t look back, and don’t run.  ❜

❛  You must never run from anything immortal, it attracts their attention.  ❜

❛  She chose her death long ago. It was the fate she wanted.  ❜

❛  You have no regrets as I do ?  ❜

❛  I’ve never seen anyone like you. Not while I was awake, anyway.  ❜

❛  I’m going where they are, to learn whatever they know.  ❜

❛  Take me with you ! for luck, for laughs, for the unknown.  ❜

❛  You could never have granted my true wish.  ❜

❛  I cannot turn you into something you are not.  ❜

❛  Hide yourself ! We’ll find each other later.  ❜

❛  Mind your heads now, it’s raining ninnies !  ❜

❛  Put me down you fool !  ❜

❛  I don’t like the look of him.  ❜

❛  That’s only (name)’s way, but she has a good heart.  ❜

❛  This is not happening.  ❜

❛  We’ll both be gentlemen of leisure in a months time.  ❜

❛  Oh, I love you.  ❜

❛  She shall never have you !  ❜

❛  We will perish together.  ❜

❛  Did you see me ? Were you watching ?  ❜

❛  Did you see what I made ?  ❜

❛  It’s gone now, but I had it !  ❜

❛  Where have you been ? Where have you been ! ?  ❜

❛  Where were you when I was new ?  ❜

❛  How dare you come to me now when I am this !  ❜

❛  It’s alright, I forgive you.  ❜

❛  You can’t come with us ! we’re on a quest !  ❜

❛  Well, you’re going the wrong way.  ❜

❛  You have all the power you need if you dare to look for it.  ❜

❛  What have you done ! ?  ❜

❛  The power will come to me whenever I need it, and one day! One day it will come to me when I call !  ❜

❛  You are an idiot !  ❜

❛  Don’t ! Don’t you hurt yourself !  ❜

❛  I can feel this body dying all around me !  ❜

❛  You are losing my interest, and that is very dangerous.  ❜

❛  I will keep nothing near me that does not make me happy.  ❜

❛  How would you know ?  ❜

❛  Well, just look at you !  ❜

❛  Come on, I’ll write you a reference.  ❜

❛  You have let your doom in by the front door !  ❜

❛  What are you looking at ?  ❜

❛  What is the matter with your eyes ?  ❜

❛  You may come and go as you please.  ❜

❛  My secrets guard themselves, may yours do the same.  ❜

❛  Please, let me help you. What can I do for you ?  ❜

❛  And then she looked at me and I was sorry I had killed the thing.  ❜

❛  For her sake I’ve become a hero but my great deeds mean nothing to her !  ❜

❛  I wish to be whatever she has most need of.  ❜

❛  You are cruel to him.  ❜

❛  He only wishes you to think of him.  ❜

❛  Who am I ? Why am I here ?  ❜

❛  I knew a moment ago, but I have forgotten.  ❜

❛  I was innocent and wise and full of pain.  ❜

❛  Now that I’m a woman, everything has changed.  ❜

❛  Why won’t you help me ? Why must you always speak in riddles ?  ❜

❛  I would tell you what you want to know if I could.  ❜

❛  I am always dreaming, even when I am awake. It is never finished.  ❜

❛  I would court you with more grace if I knew how.  ❜

❛  Drown out my dreams. Keep me from remembering whatever wants me to remember it.  ❜

❛  Words are always getting in my way.  ❜

❛  That’s all I have to tell you. That’s all I’ve got to say.  ❜

❛  I’m not a man of poetry. Music isn’t one with me.  ❜

❛  As if I didn’t have enough troubles.  ❜

❛  Well of course you’re of noble birth, anyone could see that.  ❜

❛  Love is slowing you down, my lady.  ❜

❛  It was pleasant enough at first, but it died quickly.  ❜

❛  There is nothing of yours that I desire.  ❜

❛  There is no movement of yours that has not betrayed you.  ❜

❛  I like to watch them. They fill me with joy.  ❜

❛  The first time I felt it, I thought I was going to die.  ❜

❛  Do you dare still pretend to be human ?  ❜

❛  It makes no difference. The end will be the same. I can wait.  ❜

❛  Shut up you pretentious kneecap !  ❜

❛  How would you like a punch in the eye ?  ❜

❛  It’s so nice to have someone to play with.  ❜

❛  Try me tomorrow. Maybe I’ll tell you tomorrow.  ❜

❛  Give it to me if you don’t want it but don’t throw it away !  ❜

❛  Give me the wine !  ❜

❛  You would have gone without me ?  ❜

❛  No name you could give her would surprise or frighten me.  ❜

❛  I love whom I love.  ❜

❛  I will go no further.  ❜

❛  Everything dies. I want to die when you die.  ❜

❛  Yes, that is my wish.  ❜

❛  I am a hero, and heroes know that things must happen when it is time for them to happen.  ❜

❛  A quest may not simply be abandoned.  ❜

❛  A happy ending cannot come in the middle of the story.  ❜

❛  What if there isn’t a happy ending at all ?  ❜

❛  There are no happy endings, because nothing ends.  ❜

❛  Do something ! You have the power ! I will kill you if you don’t do something !  ❜

❛  That’s what heroes are for.  ❜

❛  I’ve never had any friends before.  ❜

❛  Men don’t always know when they’re happy.  ❜

❛  I’m sorry. I have done you evil and I cannot undo it.  ❜

❛  No sorrow will live in me as long as that joy.  ❜

[mostly-sentence-starters]

Devil May Cry Taunt Starters

From the insane pool of taunts across dmc games. As usual, feel free to change as needed/add context!

“It’s past your bedtime.”

“C’mon, wimp!”

“Come and get me!”

“Haha, thank you for that. Now I shall give you death in return.”

“You’re not worthy as my opponent.”

*Yawn* “You look like you just had your ass handed to you.”

“Man… I’m bored.”

“You ain’t scared are ya?”

“You’re not slackin’ are ya?”

“Foolishness. Is rushing in blind all you can do?”

“You shall die.”

“Show me your motivation.”

“You think you stand a chance? Hmph.”

“You’re wasting my time.”

“Let’s have some fun.”

“This shall be your grave.”

“You mock me…!”

“This is only going to get harder. You sure you’re up to it?”

“Hm. So hungry for death.”

“You will not forget this devil’s power.”

“Don’t get so cocky.”

“You’re finished.”

“You first.”

“Relying on numbers won’t do you any good!”

“This has nothing to do with you, stand down.”

“Go home already!”

“You take me seriously now!?”

[tatyanasebroski]

OOC: I’m back, is anybody out there?

Huge life-altering changes and mental illness is the reason I had to leave. Recently found Tanya’s blog again, couldn’t log in, had to make a new one. 

My ability to write coherently has suffered, as well as my ability to focus, so I apologize in advance. Not quite sure what the future will hold, but I’m happy to just get back into roleplaying on this hellsite, I’ve missed it. 

[tatyanasebroski]

https://tatyanakarinasebroski-blog.tumblr.com/ is the old blog, for reference

[tatyanasebroski]

OOC: I’m back, is anybody out there?

Huge life-altering changes and mental illness is the reason I had to leave. Recently found Tanya’s blog again, couldn’t log in, had to make a new one. 

My ability to write coherently has suffered, as well as my ability to focus, so I apologize in advance. Not quite sure what the future will hold, but I’m happy to just get back into roleplaying on this hellsite, I’ve missed it. 

[tatyanasebroski]

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