Good luck to Do'Shakir!

He has a popular name! I have a Khajiit named Do'Sakhar in Seven, and Haute has one named Do'Saka in Cardonaccum.

Thanks Subrosa...

That's cool about the name, I'm guessing you both got it from looking at the uesp page. Warrior just seemed like the most fitting prefix, and Shakir went well with it I'll have to check out these fan fics.

YES!!! Aww that's so SWEET, Vital! I am loving the story on Do'Shakir!! It's okay that it's not 'your best writing', as you say. I mostly write stories to document my roleplays (bring them more fully to life), and if they happen to be good or funny or whatever, that's icing on the cake.

I'm not sure what program (or website) you use to take pictures, on Photobucket I often have to go into Edit mode and Resize my pics, otherwise they do wind up being gargantuan. Great pic of your new furry one, though.

Don't forget: Khajiit always refer to themselves in the third person! That's one of my favorite things about reading a story with a cat-person in it, they say "Do'Shakir thinks you are to go to Bruma" instead of .. well, ya know.

I'll probably have the next Kahreem story up tomorrow, so stay tuned.

This post has been edited by Renee Gade IV: Jan 18 2014, 01:37 AM

Thanks, Renee. Glad you liked Do'Shakir

I used Imgur for this photo, but I'll try and find something that allows me to manipulate the sizes more..

I remembered about the Khajiit speech patterns halfway through writing this. I wasn't sure exactly how to implement it, so I've being loading old saves, talking to every Khajiit I find. Hopefully there'll be a bit of dialogue in the next update, so I can show his khajiit-ness

Looking forward to Kahreem's update I'll probably have another update up soon, over the weekend.

This post has been edited by Vital: Jan 18 2014, 01:52 AM

While Renee is certainly right about the normal manner of Khajiit speech, writing that manner of speech for a primary fanfic character - if the story is long - can become tedious for both writer and reader.

There are two long-running Khajiit characters around here with substantial fic writings. Both speak without the typical Khajiit third person stye. And that is not by accident or oversight. In the case of Maxical, it is because she was orphaned as a kit, rescued by an Imperial soldier and tossed into a Cyrodiilic orphanage. In the case of Aravi, her manner of speech was dictated and forced upon her by her Dunmeri slavemasters in Morrowind. So while it's great to be aware of those types of things, always feel free to adapt things to your own taste and purpose.

Thanks for the advice Acadian

As for Do'Shakir, he has just moved to Cyrodil from Elsweyr and was raised by khajiit parents. So naturally he will speak in third person. I've decided that narration will stay the same, but any dialogue will have him speaking in third-person, though possibly to a lesser extent than in-game khajiit.

This post has been edited by Vital: Jan 18 2014, 10:18 PM

Here it is, folks. The moment of Truth. Let's see if Kahreem can grab that staff...

Kahreem of Weet

Level: 5
Class: Bandit / Thief
Faction: Thieves Guild
Rank: Prowler

Days Passed: 84
Days Jailed: 17

Bounty: 340 gp

Sun's Dusk 18, 3E433 3:37 am

Location: The Arch Mage's Quarters.

As Kahreem of Weet realizes where he is, he can't help but conclude a few things, as a thousand different emotions attack his mind at once.

1). He is in the bedroom of one of Cyrodiil's most powerful men. Period.

2). If he could relay this information to his former bandit gang on the West Weald, he would be treated like a King. He would be treated with such respect! .. Oh would the ale and Cheap Wine flow.

3). The place smells of cinnamon, flowers, and aromas he cannot identify. All these smells please him, too. Make him feel giddy with confidence.

"Gotta do this," he whispers.


The staff is before him. It's angelic-white in color, and seems to glow. As the thief focuses his mind in a similar manner to the way a true wizard focuses his, Kahreem scrambles quickly (but silently) across the Arch Mage's room, places his hands upon the staff, and feels its magic!

"Wrrmsin" he mumbles. Not a true word, it's literally a mumbled sound. Kahreem places both hands upon the staff, and feels an almighty sort of rush go through his mind for just one second. Psssh! Then the moment is gone. As soon as he can focus again, he paces across the dark orange-tiled floor and slips Methredhel's note into the Arch Mage's dresser. I've done it! ... then he turns to go.



"Ahh".

But the Redguard can't help but get a little curious.

"Hmm."

He picks up an apple, and is surprised to see it's not fresh. Instead, it's slightly mooshy, slightly bronzed. So, here he is in the very quarters one of the men he and his buddies joked and wondered about while living on the West Weald, yet this man, this very powerful man, hasn't even got fresh fruit on his nightstand.

Kahreem tosses the apple, and searches some more. He spies a large chest on the other side of the room, and tries to open it.

"Fokke. A five tumbler."

This powerful man has rotten fruit in his room, but a very well-designed chest. Kahreem is tempted, but then realizes he's only got about a dozen lockpicks. Plus, the white-robed wizard Kahreem had encountered in the other room might be timing the Redguard. Kahreem had told this man he would only be going into the next room to grab something to aid the guards in the search for the Grey Fox. If he takes too long, there's the possibility the white-robed wizard might wonder what's taking so long, and come a'lookin'.

The Weet Bandit removes the lockpick from the Arch Mage's grandest chest, and makes his way back to the strange-colored lights on the floor ....


4:15 am

"Ah, what a lucky man I am. I found what I was looking for", Kahreem tells the white-robed wizard with a smile. He boasts a cheerful demeanor, but underneath his robes, he's been sweating like a pig. "I've got the magic scroll I was looking for, and so the Grey Fox will soon be history. Heh, I might even read the scroll myself! Anyways, I'll make sure to give you a mention, for your assistance in this matter."

But Irlav Jarol seems to know a rat when he smells one. Before Kahreem can turn to leave, the wizard casts a spell woooosh which tingles with greenish energy. A moment later, he is gone...

"Fokke, you're good!"

...and Kahreem finds himself standing before an invisible man.

"Ahh, a little too good. Forgive me, for I must make haste, sire!" Kahreem says as he now rushes back to the adjacent lighted floor-area, barely getting out of the place in time. "I could have been singed!" ... and as he returns to the Lobby he wonders if he's now under attack. But the mage-lady who now stands before him "Oh hu-llo!" calmly greets the Weet Bandit with a little sassiness.

"Ah milady! You have a blessed evening, and...." he nervously looks to the portal he just came from, wondering if the white-robed wizard would follow. "...I must make haste in assistance of the Imperials, to find that blasted thief!"

"Good day!"

Kahreem turns to go, knowing he's now a wanted man in the Imperial City (after a guard caught him mounting 'his' horse), and wondering how he is going to manage getting this staff back to Methredhel.


4:33 am
Outside, Kahreem finds himself back in the Arcane University's courtyard, with still no guards coming after him.

"Good."

All alone in this large courtyard, he decides to grab the staff from his back, and is surprised that it's not as heavy as he thought it was.

"Now, let's see what you can do."

He aims the staff, swinging it towards a large nearby wall, and tries to see if he can command it. He is not sure if he can do this; he's used scrolls before, but never a full magic weapon of this magnitude. Turns out, he has nothing to worry about. ...goes the magic in the staff.

"YES!"

A blazen-blue essence of icy air issues from the staff, surrounding the area before the Weet Bandit with frost magic! The rush of power Kahreem feels is much more satisfying than anything he's ever ingested in his life. With full confidence he strides off, leaves the Arcane University, and re-mounts his stolen bay horse once more, as the night sky begins to lighten. Once back outside, he realizes that there is another way into the Imperial City, one which he's only heard about from other Waterfront residents. He wonders if he'd be able to survive if he chooses this way back inside.

But then he conceives of himself in a completely different way than he usually does. Instead of the Reguard with the big, smelly club at his side, he could now take upon a much different role. With his new powerful weapon, he'll stand a good chance against any enemies he finds, since he is now practically a powerful mage. He knows his new weapon has got quite a kick to it, after all.

"Methredhel my lady, here I come".



This post has been edited by Renee: Dec 15 2022, 05:53 PM

Loved that update Renee

Kahreem is so devious He's got the staff, but he still needs to have a poke around! Maybe some of those flowers he could smell fortified luck!

That was a lucky escape with Irlav Jarol. Now that Kahreem has such a powerful staff Azura only knows what he might do!

Great update, Renee! And this one I have been waiting for in quite awhile! Finally, Hrormir´s Icestaff is in his possession!

I also loved how he couldn´t resisit to poke around a bit I would have gotten out of there asap, but not Kahreem! I just hope he can get to Methredel without being hindered...

Heh heh wait'll you see where he goes next. It'll be a surprise. Yeah, last night's session I felt very connected with my Redguard. I have sessions when the gameplay and story just seems to flow, and this was one of them.

I had a rather long session with Do'Shakir today. I tend to play new characters quite a lot in order to really flesh them out. So this session will be split into at least 2 updates.



27th of Last Seed, 3e 433 - Continued


Do’Shakir had planned to spend the night at the campsite, however after an hours rest he found himself surprisingly willing to get onto the road. His destination was Weynon Priory. According to Baurus, one of the emperor’s guards, it was a small monastery just outside the city of Chorrol. Do’Shakir had almost forgotten the significance of his task, but he knew how important it was that the amulet was delivered safely. Besides, the sooner he got the amulet to this Jauffre, the more likely he was to be rewarded.


He headed north, knowing that as long as the Imperial City was at his back, he was going towards the road. Reaching the path he turned left, walking west towards Chorrol. Conveniently, the road was well signposted and a legion rider pointed him in the right direction. He passed by a small wooden building that was meant to be an inn, he nearly decided to stop there and stay for the night, but the sun was still relatively high in the sky, so he pressed on.




The sun had just dipped behind the western hills when Do’Shakir spotted the thatch of countryside roofing ahead of him. He had begun to regret his decision to pass by the inn earlier, so the cottages up ahead were a welcome sight. Relieved that he would have somewhere to stay for the night, he hurried up the road towards the settlement.


It was a simple congregation of stone and thatched cottages, built around a farm patch. Walking into the middle of the town, Do’Shakir had expected to see the townsfolk tending to the crops and livestock. However there was no one to be seen, even the pens were empty.


“Talk to Diram, in the inn. I’m tired of the minstrel’s freak show this town has turned into!”

Do’Shakir was startled by the sudden outburst. The words were spoken in a thick, orcish, accent. The khajiit looked to find the source of the them, but saw nothing. Then he noticed the floating hoe.

“By the twin moons! It is invisible!” the khajit exclaimed in surprise.

“Well done, you figured it out.” the invisible orc said sarcastically. “Go on then. The inn’s right there.” The hoe stopped moving and Do’Shakir assumed the invisible orc had intended to point out the inn to him. The orc sighed, “Behind you.” he said.


Do’Shakir turned and walked into the inn. Pushing the door open, he heard a gasp and the
sound of busy feet on the wooden floorboards. The inn seemed to come alive, crockery floated frantically around the common room and hushed remarks were passed between its invisible patrons.

“Excuse me.” said a dunmer’s voice “We have a small problem that we hope you can help us with.”

“Khajiit can see this. Or rather, khajiit cannot. He will listen to your problems, though.” Do’Shakir replied.

The dunmer explained the entire situation. It turned out a there was a wizard residing in a nearby fort ruin, and the townsfolk were certain he was involved. They hadn’t been able to find him, but they thought Do’Shakir might have better luck.

“If you can help us, we’ll be extremely grateful.” finished the dunmer. There was a pause, and silence fell over the inn.

“This one will help you.” The khajiit said, after some deliberation. “But if this wizard is dangerous, Do’Shakir will run. This one is not fond of wizards.”

Do’Shakir couldn’t see the dunmer, but he imagined the look of relief on his face. The innkeeper offered the khajiit some food before he left, but he declined, hoping to make the most of the remaining daylight. Without further hesitation Do’Shakir gave what he wouldn’t need to the innkeeper and set out towards the fort.

“Khajiit can see this. Or rather, khajiit cannot." - -

Whoa, so he wound up going in the wrong direction? heee hee! Wasn't he going to Chorrol?

And see, that's the thing about Oblivion and Bethesda games in general; it's so easy to get sidetracked. Aleswell is a particularly interesting quest.

This post has been edited by Renee Gade IV: Jan 21 2014, 04:19 AM

Renee, I think Do'Shakir left in the morning from Vilverin campsite (north east of the IC inside the Red Ring Road), so he hit the Red Ring Road and turned left (counter clockwise) headed over the top of the IC and passing Roxey Inn and Aleswell en route to the Black Road and Chorrol.

At least that's the impression I got.

That´s my impression too. The update is quite good if you read his lines in the Khajiit voice!

That was one of those lines I just had to include. At first it was just "Khajiit can see this." But then I realised, he actually couldn't

Glad you guys liked the update. The khajiit dialogue was really fun to write. I noticed that in Skyrim the khajiit don't always refer to themselves in third person; sometimes they do, sometimes they don't. They also use 'this one' to refer to the person they are talking to as well as themselves.

Renee, Acadian was right. Do'Shakir headed west along the red ring road past the Roxey Inn and the Silver Road, towards the black road exit. Maybe I didn't make this clear enough. Originally I had stated exactly where he went/was going and how he got/was going to get there. However I realised Do'Shakir is new to Cyrodil, and so isn't really used to the names of the roads, towns, inns and such so I changed it. I also skipped a large chunk of the traveling, which may have made it confusing...

It was fun to read, too! :twirl: :dance: <--I'm so used to writing like this at Beth, wish Chorrol had more emoticons. But yeah, it was fun to read, Vital. Can't wait for more.

I demand a Kahreem update!!

I need to know what happened next!

Yes! A Kahreem update is needed!

It was such a cliffhanger ending

Luv you guys!

What do you think will happen next? Any guesses?

This post has been edited by Renee Gade IV: Jan 24 2014, 02:49 AM