However, once your character becomes a journeyman in HtH, it works against anything, even ghosts or any other creatures that resist normal weapons.

If you're on PC, there's a mod that adds Unarmored as its own skill, it's called Galerion True Unarmored.

I currently play a monk in Morrowind and it's a lot of fun, I haven't had so interesting playthrough in years, so monk is a way to go!

Thanks, I didn't know that about h2h, it's the first time I've ever played a character that focuses on it

I agree, that the monk is great fun! Three dungeons cleared so far and it's certainly a unique playstyle. It's also not as weak as I imagined, if done right. Unfortunately I'm on xbox so I guess I'll just have to use my shield spells and keep out of the way

Did you see my post, Vital? I think your Monk kitty would look good using a silver mace or something

Oops I think I missed it

A mace would definitely fit, at least until he reaches journeyman h2h. Hopefully I won't run into too many ghosts before then anyway. Do'Shakir will also invest in a silver bow as that fits in with the class, so at least that'll keep him covered at range

The erstwhile residents of Oyster Bay had long ago learnt not to be curious about the comings and goings of those around them, such was life when you are home to a pirate fleet. Even the most jaded of those amongst them however could not fail to be a somewhat interested when the little blue-skinned elf with the bright copper hair emerged from the township's inn into the cool air of the early evening and, leading her horse gently by the reins, her ever-present Alsation following, walked out of the town and around the bay to the little sand bar with the burnt-out house and the shipwreck.

A small crowd gathered at the dockside and looked across, talking softly amongst themselves and draining their ale. The sun was westering and laying an fiery blanket across the sparkling waters of the ocean, illuminating the scene across the water with a red-golden wash. Even at this distance the keen-eyed amongst the observers could see the elf's hair sparkle and the glow of her striking green eyes.
Presently she disappeared from sight over the other side of the bar and the crowd, as crowds do everywhere, slowly drifted away.

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Eilidh heeded them not.
Removing the bridle from her horse she took a small wooden bowl from her pack and laid it on the shore, a little way from the gently lapping water.
Squatting down, she took also a small figurine that had come to her to represent her Goddess, and some fresh herbs.

Turning to Radala, she whispered: "chuid eile, Radala."
The Alsation grumbled softly and laid down on the sand, his head between his forepaws, his breathing slow and restful. His eyes though, ever alert to danger and the presence of his mistress, were wide and attentive.

Eilidh crushed the herbs in between her palms and sprinkled them into the bowl. Scooping up a little water from the ocean she poured it into the bowl and swirled it around.
Placing the small figurine onto the sand, she spent a little time making sure it stood properly upright, smiling to herself when it fell into the sea a couple of times.
"Ba mhaith leat dul abhaile, cosúil liomsa..." She said softly.

Finally as satisfied as she could be, she took the bowl and stood up. It wasn't quite how the naming ceremony was done, but it was more about the meaning than anything; as such it would do as well.
She turned the horse to face roughly south and a little west, towards where her homeland was, and then, dipping the fingers of one hand into the herb-infused water, she gently anointed the horse's nose, first down and then across, saying:
"
Ainm agam ort Iarann, toisc go bhfuil tú láidir; i radharc an bandia agus mo bhaile.
Is é mo bhealach do bhealach a dhéanamh,
Agus mise mianach.
"
Pouring the rest of the water over the horse's head, she stroked his flank and kissed him softly on the neck.
"Iarann." It was a good name, a strong name.
She smiled and Iarann, who had been as still as stone throughout the small ceremony, nickered softly and shook his head, turned to look at her and brushed her face with his.
"Buachaill maith." She said to him, then looking at down at Radala she said, "an' noo we're three."

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As the sun dipped slowly below the horizon, the three of them stayed on the bar, a silent tableau of trust and companionship.

Aww, a girl and her horse down by the beach.

Give Eilidh a Horse and a Dog and she's pretty much sorted.

I love the Gaelic. It's so interesting how it's nothing like English. Guess that tongue must be really old, then.

And We are Three, Indeed!



Sounds like Julian!

Lothran is currently back in Bruma and I don´t think he´s gonna go out on more long-range expeditions this winter. Though he won´t leave Bruma just yet, he´s got some preparations to do. Not to mention he wants to take a good last look around the place.
Until next winter, that is....

A Dunmer in a faded red robe sits in a cramped cabin, hunched over a crate serving as a makeshift table. The air is thick with a mixed stench of stale sweat and urine, the sea air fighting a losing battle below decks to make it's presence felt. The only light comes from the small candle burning on the crate, the flame flickering with the movement of the ship. Beside the candle is an open book, the pages of which are blank, and an inkwell holding a quill. The Dunmer takes up the quill and begins to write.


Here is Eldrar Andrethi

That was the best pic of him I could get, sitting in the Merchant's Inn. Dunmer aren't the best race to take a photo of on screen.

Currently in The Imperial City, having had a very reassuring, and mandatory, chat with Raminus Polus. He's promised to join the Mages Guild. It certainly beats the alternatives...

Hey!

Welcome to Eldrar, CT! Nice introduction.

Hey!

When you're taking a picture of a tv on a cameraphone, believe me, it's hard to get a decent picture. With Dunmer it's worse.



Thanks, it's the prelude to his journal, thought I'd throw it in.

Lady Saga just arrived in Cheydinhal for the first time in a long time.


Redguard too. Getting a decent shot of Kahreem sometimes can be challenging. But then you get that perfect shot. In my opinion, a really good cell camera shot has more depth and 'life' than a PC screenie.

Welcome Eldy. That certainly is a good pic from a phone!

Another clearing out of Plundered Mine occurred tonight. Some good amount of weapons and shields collected and transformed into Septims

That's very noble of Lothran, since Plundered Mine is so close to the road and threatens travelers. I'm glad he was able to then lighten his load and fill up his coin purse.

Buffy is just arriving Cheydinhal, after clearing several dungeons on her way from the IC. I'm not sure she has business there, she simply wants to be on the road with her mare I think.

He thought of his duty as protector of travellers, but now he also needs the dough for his upcoming trip to the University...


I can so relate to that. Lothran almost always go places just because he wants to be on the road But I can imagine Buffy has some Mages Guild affairs to take care of?

Julian is working her way down the Yellow Road. She has already closed her eighth Gate and is about a quarter of the way through her ninth one. And she hasn't even sighted Leyawiin yet! This one is just north of Blankenmarch, in case all of you are wondering.