The nightmare realm of Vaernima? Who would want to go there, being a nightmare realm after all? But like I said, this Celdryn is game for anything Daedric.

Forget about the tentacles. I was thinking about the books.

-pouts-

You know . . .that could be interesting. Reading the Lusty Argonian Maid for eternity!

Fortunate for you indeed. Celdryn can go anywhere. I like to put some effort into my characters but there's certain places they wouldn't even go. Some of them have been to Daedric Realms, but if we choose to go to one of those realms, they would have to be in character and we can't have that.

So . . .time to brainstorm!

Aye, Celdryn v.666 is me trying my hand in grim and evil characters. I'm aiming to build him as a Complete Monster by way of RPing; actually making the other people hate him through his actions in RPs rather than, y'know, have them hate him through his Informed Evilness in his character sheet. Its a challenge, but a delightful one nonetheless.

The thing is, though, in a Daedric Realm, 'complete monster' is basically 'completely average'.

Aye, Celdryn v.666 is me trying my hand in grim and evil characters. I'm aiming to build him as a Complete Monster by way of RPing; actually making the other people hate him through his actions in RPs rather than, y'know, have them hate him through his Informed Evilness in his character sheet. Its a challenge, but a delightful one nonetheless.

Wry without equal, Sheogorath holds in his realm giggling loons, flamboyant auteurs, and craven mutilators. The Mad Prince will ply profitless bargains and promote senseless bloodshed for nothing more than the joy of another's confusion, tragedy, or rage.

Molag Bal, King of Strife, is second only to his brother Prince Mehrunes Dagon in the enmity of our Emperor. His lands are the charnel houses the slave pens of Coldharbour, which hold no contrition for those travelers that visit them in error or purpose. That Molag Bal is allowed his holiday at all hearkens back to a treaty of ancient times, when he reputedly lent his infernal power to the creation of the first soulgems.

and

'The sky is on fire,' I heard him say as he moved on to the next realm. 'The ground is sludge, but traversable. I see blackened ruins all around me, like a war was fought here in the distant past. The air is freezing. I cast blooms of warmth all around me, but it still feels like daggers of ice stabbing me in all directions.'

This was Coldharbour, where Molag Bal was Prince. It appeared to Zenas as if it were a future Nirn, under the King of rape, desolate and barren, filled with suffering. I could hear Morian Zenas weep at the images he saw, and shiver at the sight of the Imperial Palace, spattered with blood and excrement.

I still would like going to Coldharbour. It's not that hard to picture. It's an exact replica of Nirn, but Daedric style. So all the provinces and cities would be in, but a futuristic and corrupted version. Easy to manage and write about. It actually made a grown man cry just be seeing it!

Coldharbour info:



Denizens: Rapists, sodomizers, schemers, slavers, corrupters and defilers, power-hungry men and women bent on physically or emotionally dominating others . . .

Scary. As. Hell. Let's go there!

Too inhospitable; the Isles are crazy, but at least the characters would last more than five minutes there before they're murdered.

Too inhospitable; the Isles are crazy, but at least the characters would last more than five minutes there before they're murdered.

Celdryn would prefer the delicious strife in Coldharbour, but he's okay wherever.