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Today In Skyrim (Spoilerific), Like the other one, but with added spoilers!!! |
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Lady Saga |
Feb 4 2013, 12:04 AM
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Ha ha thanks! As miss Rosa knows, I was stuck on "SHARON" a couple months back. I wanted to do something with Sharon. Sharon MyCooch? Naaw.... Sharon MyDough? No!  And today when i got back into her game, I was writing up her story and called her "my Sharon" ...  QUOTE(SubRosa @ Feb 3 2013, 04:31 PM)  I am glad that you finally... got the knack...  with Mycharonna. I am looking forward to seeing what My gets up to! ha ha I'm glad you get it! And she just found the three items needed for a journal writing, so here we go... Baltimore Ravens are in the Superbowl, though, and I'm from Maryland, so that's a big deal for us. Even though I don't watch football (or care for sports in general), I am going to make this one huge exception. so I gotta write fast before people come over. This post has been edited by Lady Saga: Feb 4 2013, 12:05 AM
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Lady Saga |
Feb 4 2013, 12:34 AM
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Fredas, 4:14 AM, 22nd of Last Seed, 4th Era Finally, a journal. something to write upon, an inkwell, and a quill. My name is Mycharonna, i am a practitiouner in the arts of many things destructuve and cold. I am an ice witch.
Forgive my scambled ritings, for i find myself in the cellar of an 'old woman' who resides here in the forest across from a village known to the locals as Riverwood, this old owman woman seems friendly enough but / ` ~
Ah. Sorry....the quill loses its ink, but lucky for me she has more stored here. ink made of junipers or some such berrys by the look of it. This old woman seems friendly enouff, but upon taking up residence inside her cellar, I know that she is a witch her self. I have found quite the letter to read, in which she claims to have the desire to form a coven. Lucky me.
A bit of my past now. a few weeks ago, i had made travels with a group of others. Mages. conjurers, necromancers, d*structon mages. our ultimate motive of resiliance was to make it to the college of mages, in a village k* * / ~
Sorry, more maintnance with ink berries. ....a village known as Winterhold, far to the north was to be our destination, where we would take upon the mages who reside in such place, ridding them of they are worldly duties one by one, sending them all to Sovengard, perhaps. but such was not to be. a manialcal blond-haired man warning shiney armors crashed into our campsite, and got the advantage. as he called upon his forces (the 9 divines) we did indeed fail. Our leader, knownst to me as "Knack of Wayrest", did fall despite his compunctual powers. All of us scatered about like chickens, destitute and hunted.
Only one survived whom I know of: Skank. Skankee Krachkho, a dark elf novice of magics who merely joined us to take upon our riches, it would seem. Pitiful thing. somehwos somehow she has survived where others failed. Such has been her folley. I have been tracking her movemetns from a distance for days. Althoughst she has not knowledge of this. she has taken up residense in a cave to the east, fournicating perhaps with the dead bandits who lie within.
I have followed Skankee here many /ours ago to this surreptitious witch's coven, and have waited a full day until making my presence to her known. i have ground up many roots, flowers, and herbs, and other such things in her cellar, which is soctkd stocked with both a table of alchemies, and a table of enchantements.
now i must go. whoever shalt find this, be it known that I am scared and longely afrraid of being alone. but i shatl shalt not re-join Miss Skankk, whom I feel is not ready for my brand of ideas upon taking into Skyrim.
~MycharonnaThis post has been edited by Lady Saga: Apr 29 2020, 07:17 PM
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Elisabeth Hollow |
Feb 4 2013, 05:58 AM
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From: Texas

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QUOTE(Lady Saga @ Feb 3 2013, 05:34 PM)  Fredas, 4:14 AM, 22nd of Last Seed, 4th Era finally, a journal. something to write upon, an inkwell, and a quill. my name is Mycharonna, i am a practitiouner in the arts of many things destructuve and cold. I am an ice withc. witch.
forgive my scambled ritings, for i find myself in the cellar of an 'old woman' who resides here in the forest across from a village known to the locals as "riverwood". this old owman woman seems friendly enough but / ` ~
ah. sorry....the quill loses its ink, but lucky for me she has more stored here. ink made of junipers or some such berrys by the look of it. any ways, this old woman seems frendly enouff, but upon taking up residence inside her cellar, i know that she is a withc her self. i have found quite the letter to read, in which she laims to have the desire to form a coven. lucky me.
a bti of my past now. a few weeks ago, i had made travels with a group of others. Mages. conjurers, necrmancers, dstructon mages. our ultimate motive of resiliance was to make it to the college of mages, in a village k* * / ~
sorry, dear reader, mor maitnance with ink berries. ....a village known as winterhold, far to the north was to be our destination, where we would take upon the mages who reside in such place, ridding them of theyre worldly duties one by one, sending them all to Sovengard, perhaps. but such was notto be. a manialcal blond-haired man waring shiney armors crashed into our campsite, and got the advantade. as he called upon his forces (the 9 diveines) we did indeed fail. Our leader, knownst to me as "Knack of Wayrest", did fall despite his compunctual powers. all of us scatered about like chikens, desittute and hunted.
only one survived whom I know of: Skank. Skankee Krachk-ho, a dark elf novice of magics who merely joined us to take upon our riches, it would seem. Pitiful thing. somehwos somehow she has survived where others falied. such has been her folley. i have been tracking her moveemtns from a distance for days. althoughst she has not knowledge of this. she has taken up residende in a cave to the east, fornicationing perhaps with the dead bandits who lie within.
i have followed miss skank here many /ours ago to this surreptitious witch's coven, and have waited a full day until making my presence to her known. i have ground up many roots, flowers, and herbs, and other such things in her cellar, which is soctkd stocked with both a table of alchemies, and a table of enchantements.
now i must go. whoever shalt find this, be it known that i am scared and longely afrraid of being alone. but i shatl shalt not re-join Miss skankk, whom i feel is not ready for my brand of ideas upon takeing into Skyrim.
~MycharonnaI'm like...god, rolling on the bed, laughing!!
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Grits |
Feb 4 2013, 04:56 PM
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Councilor

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From: The Gold Coast

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QUOTE(Lady Saga @ Feb 3 2013, 03:31 PM)  So I have returned to a character idea I created a couple months ago. She was initally called Sharonne, but now she is Mycharrona the Ice Witch. Now I've had that song stuck in my ear since yesterday. Last night I was baking frozen Superbowl food and singing M-m-m-my samosas... Gaah! Great start for the Ice Witch.
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SubRosa |
Feb 4 2013, 06:58 PM
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From: Between The Worlds

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QUOTE(Grits @ Feb 4 2013, 10:56 AM)  QUOTE(Lady Saga @ Feb 3 2013, 03:31 PM)  So I have returned to a character idea I created a couple months ago. She was initally called Sharonne, but now she is Mycharrona the Ice Witch. Now I've had that song stuck in my ear since yesterday. Last night I was baking frozen Superbowl food and singing M-m-m-my samosas... Gaah! Great start for the Ice Witch.  Maybe this will help? 
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Lady Saga |
Feb 4 2013, 11:27 PM
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This is Day 5 in the world of Mycharonna the Ice Witch. I am sychronizing Skankee Krahk-ho's game (she was a Nightblade I created late last summer) with Mycharonna's. During Days 5 thru 7 Skank would have been in Bleak Flats Barrow, while Mycharonna has just arrived at Anise's Cabin. Let's join her now. Oh by the way, I came up with a way to make my famous colored text less harsh of a read, by "quoting" the text. This gives it a white background. Anyways.... QUOTE Fredas, 6:39 AM, 22nd of Last Seed
An open wish for her soul.
It was not of my intentions to kill her, to rid her of her worldly renounce. But she made quick interference before things could be explained. The old woman is dead. I currently sit jupon upon what has been her wooden throne for /* (
Apologies. I curretnly currently sit upon her wooden throne as the sun rises. My desire was to join in forces with the old woman, but she defied me. And now she has passed. 'Twas not of my intentions, as I was saying.
On a note much more brightly, I am finding writing upon this parchment heaps more practical, now that I am not in that damp cellar of hers. the old woman also did have quite a stash of ink colorings to take upon. At current, I us*( /
Use at current I use what seems to be a mixture of junipers and some sort of wood or bark. 'tis much more pleasing to hte the eye.
I await un instruction upon where fate wh shall lead, now that my former ps pso posse has scattered.
~Mycharonna of Bruma
(and below is an entry from Day 6) QUOTE Loredas, early afternoon
i am a hunted owman woman!!! hunted by thi thugs of hire wearing bold, brash armors upon their pse person! .... in the pocket on of one have found a note, and with my very name opn upon its vellum. 'tis perhaps the makings of the blonde knib knight who hunted our former camp of mages.
cannot write more now. i am hunted as i walk the forests, i must make haste to avoid them! This post has been edited by Lady Saga: Feb 5 2013, 01:03 AM
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Lady Saga |
Feb 5 2013, 03:01 AM
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Mouth

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QUOTE(SubRosa @ Feb 4 2013, 07:19 PM)  The blond knight! I can guess who that might be!  Ha ha yup! The 'blonde knight' will wind up becoming Mycharonna's anti-hero, but i don't wanna spoil anything further! One more writing for the night, and then it's time for me to head to bed. QUOTE Sundas, 7:38 PM, 24th of Last Seed
(Day 7)
I saw her today! ...the dark elf scum!!! .. Skankee Krachk-ho traipsed close by the cam cabin formerley owned by that old woman, the one who took challenge of my me, and be it her fate that she has fallen. I merely smiled upon my countenance as she passed by, and the Skank mae made aassumption (perhaps) that I am in fact the old woman. Silly goose!
I have taken notice: Miss Skank has taken up residence is * * ...insidc Embershard Mine, a mining shaft near Riverswood, formicating perhaps with the d bandits she has not of doubt made her death childs. I have no desire to amek make troubles with Skankee. She has made her home, and so be it. But our pahts cannot cross, ever.
I have also taken notice of a myuset mysterious gathering of stones located up above the cabin of the fallen old woman. Such a starnge strange sight to see, funny that i have not made such notice of them befroehand. Perhaps I must make an adventurous inquiry on the morrow about their nature?
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Lady Saga |
Feb 5 2013, 11:13 PM
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Mouth

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QUOTE(Elisabeth Hollow @ Feb 5 2013, 01:09 PM)  Mycharonna don't write so good, huh? XD
Have you ever written with a feather pen before?  I have. It takes a lot of practice to get the hang of writing with one, dipping its tip in ink, and writing again. Having a good balance with your wrist, arm, and shoulder to make sure the ink flows without blotching or making funny scratchy shapes! ... Mycharonna is also not a calligraphy expert who writes all pretty, she's merely attempting to translate her thoughts to paper. and she's living on the edge! This is why she makes so many spelling errors. She's in a place she's never been before, and she's aging. She's lost the group of mages she was traveling with, etc. She's not really scared, but she is constantly on the edge. ...I didn't know all sorts of random enemies cross through that area (where Anise's cabin is), especially the random bandits and scavengers. I can't help but factor ALL of this in as I am writing Mycharonna's thoughts. I don't want to 'edit' her work, see? Make sense? ... I also like the fact that Lord Haaf-Mersey's game has an entirely different style of writing to it. I like that there's a difference. Okay I'll shut up now. XD This post has been edited by Lady Saga: Feb 5 2013, 11:35 PM
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Lady Saga |
Feb 5 2013, 11:17 PM
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Mouth

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Tirdas, 4:27 AM, 26th of Last Seed Days Passed: 9 Level: 6 At Day 9, Lord Haaf-Mersey and Skankee Krahk-ho would both have been in Whiterun. Haaf-Mersey would be staying at the Bannered Mare, and Skank had spent a few days actually living in Arcadia's, "sleeping" in the chair in the spare room that sits off to the side from the main part of the shop. So Skank is there, and Mycharonna shows up. Both these gals try to keep a low profile, because they know Haaf-Mersey (the "fair-haired knight") is the one who broke up their former posse of rogue mages, and they don't want him discovering that they are also in Whiterun. QUOTE at current I reside in a location known as Whiterun. a shop known as Arcadasi Arcadia's Cauldron. Skankee is present as well, and with. Together, we shall take upon a mission of thievery. lots of things in this shop!
Skank has made up for her former mischievrous mistoings, and her ha and i have comprised of a pact: she stall have all her pro potions, i shall grab the hurbs, the bugs, the roots, and flowers. and perhaps we shall have . .//
SORRY, I screwed up my timing with my kid this evening, had to cut my gaming time short! That's why it just ends. I'll resume some other time. This post has been edited by Lady Saga: Feb 6 2013, 02:43 AM
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Lady Saga |
Feb 6 2013, 11:41 PM
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Mouth

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Loredas, 7:19 AM, 30th of Last Seed QUOTE
At r present I reside at home. My new home. A cabin by the hillside. I a have made my attempte, and have braved deep inside the ruins above me . and my cabin. Fuol of undead zonbies these were, not of my expecting. Indeed. Ane 4*..
These ruins were not of the making fo of the Ayleids, one can see as such on immediatcy. And these ruins had contanment of many afoul creatuers and such! Those hw who reside within can take rise from their dead! Rise from thier sleep of eternicity! ... and such is pleaasing to a hag such as I . I must make haste towards Winter's Hold, for I have in me quytie one desite desire to particiapate! ~ and gather many such foul undead as my own!
Cold and clatters. Bones and shatters. Take from me what you might, and let the darkness h shine as deep as inside to will it bain. The day is sunny and the air clear. 'Tis quite the place of beauty. as the sun shines upon the dew-speckled grass like diamonds. The sun. Not so much of sun's light here to becv beckon upon, and 'tis some such feeling as I am in agreeing with.
~Mycharonna
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Lady Saga |
Feb 8 2013, 02:38 AM
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Fredas, 4:54 PM, 6th of Heartfire Days Passed:: 20 Location: Ivarstead QUOTE
Moon Sugars I have d tasted as of resent. That these strange motions inhabit an' te twist upon my ody, theat these initial pains of sharpenss shall ruin themselfes to the mightest gloo glories inside my heart! And twiset and writhe inside of me!!!
As of recent as well i have made visitation to interuppte upon one lair of vampires! That such creatues distill within their colden caverns, and I have gathered .**. inside from them their wastes and their evils. To tak such spirit and bind it into my own.
I await your callings...
~Mycharonna of Bruma
Mycharonna the Ice Witch discovered the joys of moon sugar and Skyrim's version of skooma. She also got curious and made a journey on her own to Ivarstead, just out of curiosity. Along the way she found a cave full of vampires, and gladly accepted their 'gift'. She knows she is infected with Sanguinare Vampiris, and intends to go the full round. She is going to become a vampire. Gladly so. She has learned there is some sort of haunted barrow next to Ivarstead, and she's going to make the full transformation from Imperial human to Skyrim vampire inside this barrow. Her current spells include: Summon Flame Atronach, Raise lesser undead, Ice Spike, Flames, Frostbite, Oakflesh, Fury, and one made-up spell: Shapeshifter. I am considering Shapeshifter to be a sort of unofficial illusion spell. Mycharonna always wears Robes of Minor Destruction, which look basically like a Necromancer's robes. But if she needs to go into a civilized area, she casts her Shapeshifter, so now she appears to have regular clothes on instead of these evil-looking robes. This post has been edited by Lady Saga: Feb 8 2013, 10:50 PM
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Lady Saga |
Feb 9 2013, 01:58 AM
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Mouth

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Mycharonna just fed for the first time after reaching Stage 2. That was fun! ...Does feeding make NPCs wake up? Two of them woke up after she was done the feed, but I'm not sure if it's because of that or because she went out of sneak mode. Level: 13 Days Passed: 24 QUOTE
Middas, Heartfire 10, early evening.
O how the Night Mother calls ! She s calls opt to me! She speakes to me through guideances and inspirations! That I might become like one of many stars in the night sky. That I might become as many stones under the ground!
To tast the blood of a mortal is nothing if not divine. As divine as the promise of Clavicus as he inuntates within my prayers. The vampire's 'curse' has been taken by ny my person, and to lift upon one's mortal soul, taking the salt of their very blook inside of mine, ..** makes wonders of the night all the more presious!
The night! You call to me! The night! You beck'n me so! The night! For I cannot wish upon melancholy entra*p-ments. And rest upon my soul. Fear not, mortal !! 'Twill be taken as many rushess indeed. Indeed
Indeed I shall feed. Once ag*in. That your mighty magic inpulses shall feed me so. I look to the fore to commit once more.
I have procured as of late another cabin, this one near'st to Ivasrstead. 'Tis quite the cabin of a-one alchemist, whom is nowheres to be seen. I possess my second home, then. And am hunted by those who *eem me nt not worthy to invade their chiledish abodes.
On the Morrow, i shall make travels to Rivten. As curisouskty curiousity compounds, and beckons me so. ...
~mycharonna
This post has been edited by Lady Saga: Feb 9 2013, 02:22 AM
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