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Renee
post Dec 3 2017, 12:19 AM
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Yes, that's the thing about Bethesda's bounty system, if it's below 500 (I think, or maybe it's 250) guards won't bother the player at all, unless we speak directly to a guard. And Kahreem is famous for having constant low bounties, rather than hundreds or thousands. It's because he does eventually give up, on occasion.

QUOTE(Acadian @ Nov 26 2017, 09:12 AM) *

Kahreem running the Goddess Store! What a wonderful hoot that would be! tongue.gif


Silly, I don't know where that came from! tongue.gif Maybe he just kick-starts the place, the way some criminals sometimes use stores as fronts for money laundering. By the time we get into Saga & Sarah's games (4th Era Year 5) Goddess Store is in business, but Kahreem has already moved on somewhere else.

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Oh, that would be priceless. I think he does need a mod, actually. Thieves Grotto is full of eccentric characters and quests for him....Damn, now I have a strong urge to start up a new Thief character...

I don't know how to explain it but it just wouldn't be the same, especially humor-wise. Because I think a lot of the humor which shows up happens because of situations that cannot be fixed, or consolized, or setstaged, etc. I'm forced to use my imagination in a different way than I do on PC. I think his story is funny BECAUSE it is so low-tech. biggrin.gif

You should start a thief character though. I'd love to see that! ph34r.gif And I do have an idea for a character (for PC) who will do Dark Brotherhood, which is a questline I've never finished. This character I'm thinking of will be a storybook witch, and check this out... she'll be able to speak Goblinish!!! She'll be aligned with goblins, basically, maybe she'll be related to Goblin Jim, even.

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post Dec 3 2017, 12:38 AM
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Fredas, 4:34 pm, Sun's Height 12, 3rd Era 434

Days Passed: 320

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"LEAVE! ME! ALONE!"

Ley Marillin punctuates these words to the Redguard he'd just served, the Redguard wearing foppish red clothes. Though Ley does not know this Redguard's name, the rumor is that he's the one responsible for many somewhat recent crime sprees over the past year or so, especially in various merchant shops.

Thing is, the thief, if this was indeed the man, wouldn't just steal stuff. Wherever he struck, he would also ransack. Anything which could not be stolen and sold would get strewn across floors, or flung onto walls. And many suspected this Redguard, right here in Ley's pub. This Redguard had been caught a couple times, for one thing. But it'd also come down to the fact that some people in the Imperial City had begun to notice that whenever this Redguard was not around, the crime sprees would stop.

Why can't they do anything about that blasted thief? shopowners had argued. Why don't they just haul him away?

But the truth was, they often did haul him away. But never for long. Because of the way Cyrodiil's laws worked, it was rare that a man could garner any sort of huge prison stays, here in this latter portion of the Third Era. The laws just hadn't been written in this manner. Most notorious criminals, after all, quickly wound up dead or in permanent exile. These sort of criminals often choose to fight when they were caught, or flee somewhere into the outlands for good.

"Not this fellow," Ley mutters quietly. "This one slips right on through, somehow."

Ley keeps a close watch on the Redguard, who feasts upon a meal of boar's meat with sheep's cheese melted all over it, accompanied by boiled rice on the side. A sweetroll to finish it all off. The Redguard brought his own alcohol (no law against that, Ley thinks with dismay) which Ley notices happens to be the cheapest of wines.

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"Good evening," says an orc with green skin. This orc addresses the Redguard.

"And to you, sir," the Redguard answers.

"May your kills be quick and many!"

"Kills? Oh no sir, I'm here on business. I don't do any killing, matter of fact, that's the job of my bodyguards. Though not many enemies with any sense choose to mess with them. I travel with two giant minotaurs, you see...."

Just listen to this! Ley thinks as he wipes down his immaculate counter. Listen to these lies! Probably sleeps in straw, the savage! ... Hmm. I wonder if there's a way to--

But just then, the Redguard gets up from the throne he'd chosen to sit upon while eating his meal.

Of course he'd chosen the throne, of course, Ley's final thought before the foppish man leaves his establishment.

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11:09 pm
Kahreem leaves the King & Queen Tavern, turns left, and heads toward the house he's pretty sure is where the Fox was last staying. Gets there. A dark elf waits outside in an alleyway, with a torch in his hand. "The Grey Fox is waiting inside!" the elf squeaks, his voice trembling with excitement. Kahreem looks to his left and his right, and can't believe it when the elf doesn't follow this information with 'Shadow hide you.'

"He will be glad to see me then," Kahreem says, before entering the home he thinks the Fox is in. "I've been looking all over for him, so I can perform my first citizen's arrest. Oh, it'll be so fine if he's really here. I'll string him up when I see him!"

Kahreem enters the home, and is surprised to see a man wearing fine red clothes is inside the place, with no Gray Fox in sight. "Marinus Catiotus," the man greets. "Ida Vlinoraman and me, we're associated with the same interests, the same styles."

"Oh uh... am I in the right house? I'm here to speak to a man who .... err ... another man ... a man with a funny-looking mask on."

"Oooh! He's that wanted criminal. Isn't he a master thief?"

"He is? Uh, like I said, I am not sure I've got the right place. There isn't a man in a mask somewhere around here, is there?"

"I hear he's dangerous," Marinus continues. "I've heard the beggars spy for him."

"Hmm. Well I know nothing of any of that. I only wish to speak to a man with a mask on. He makes masks you see. For parties. I'm off to Cheydinhal next week and I hear they have the very best of them. Would be nice to show up to one of those Rivermanor parties wearing a mask, don't you think that'd be fun?"

Marinus looks confused. Suddenly, Kaheem realizes he IS in the wrong place. Fumbles his hand across his brow. Excuses himself. Leaves the posh home owned by Marinus Catiotus. And tries the home next door. Where the Grey Fox is waiting patiently.

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"Ha! There you are. I can't believe it. You know I just walked into the wrong house looking for you? I'm such a dunce."

"You have the scroll?" the Fox asks. He can barely contain his enthusiasm, Kahreem notes.

"Yes sir. I do. And you have no idea what I went through to get it."

"I can hardly believe it! The odds were steeply against you!"

"Yes they were. And I have a feeling what you're about to say, which is.."

"Capital job!"

"CAPITAL!" Kahreem agrees, handing the scroll over. "Here, you take it. CAPITAL! I tried reading the damned thing. Can't read it. Guess I'm lucky I'm not blind."

"I have spent seven years learning how to translate this scroll," the Fox informs.

"You have?"

"Even so, I will need awhile to decipher what I have sought so desperately."

"Sure my foxy friend. So you need .... what? ... a day or two to roll your eyes over the thing? Hey, you might want to say goodbye to your eyesight then. Unless you struck some kind of deal with Nocturnal or Molag Bol or one of them."

"Ah! Still thinking about your reward eh?"

Kahreem stops all the sudden. Completely caught off-guard. "I ah... " because this is one of those rare times, perhaps the only time, during which circumstances had been so completely hectic over the last few days, he'd actually forgotten about any form of compensation.

The Fox continues, "I have not forgotten you or your loyal service to the Thieves Guild. You'll just have to trust me. But give this ring to Countess Umbranox in Anvil. Say nothing about me to her. I need to know how she'll react to it. It may provoke anger or tears."

"Huh? Uh, what's this about a ring? Hey, let's say get back to the subject of my reward, eh?"

"If she asks," the Fox ignores, "just tell her a stranger wanted her to have it. Then report back to me on her reaction."

"Mm hmm. I see. A ring for the countess. Got it."

"Move along."

"Hey uh you know, that's not very capital of you, Foxy man. You want me to go all the way to Anvil without any gold? ... Look at me! I'm so poor and destitute," Kahreem says, trying to put some affect into his voice. "Don't let these fine threads I'm wearing fool you. Why, just now I had to beg in the streets just to get my meal at the King and Queen Tavern, which really I am not very good at begging, you know. Simplicia the Slow was right there too. And Fetid Ragbag or whatever her name is. They both caught me in my downward fall as a struggled from those sewers, every last piece of gold lost or spent. They tried to help me, but I'm just not very good at begging. I mean, look at my face, look at my fine bone structure. Nobody's going to believe I need help! Nobody's going to give me any gold out on the street! And uh also, I don't want to be stepping on anybody else's vagabond turf. So what do ya way? Help a man when he's down eh?"

But the Gray Fox does not respond. He merely stares.

"Fokke. Fine. You got me. I'll take this fokkinge ring to Anvil then. Not very Capital of you though. Not very capital at all! Hmph. No gold. No reward. Hmph."

"Shadow hide you," the Gray Fox says to his top thief, before Othrellos walks into the house, and begins a conversation about Morrowind, House Dres, and Falanuu. Apparently, the beast folk had been freed from servitude recently, and the Gray Fox listens intensely to Othrellos's information, seemingly forgetting his very top thief.

"Fine. Be like that. Doesn't help me at all," Kaheem pouts as he walks outside, the sound of 2,738 gold jingling in his vest pocket. "Not very capital of any of yous."

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post Dec 3 2017, 12:41 AM
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The crime waves stop whenever The Redguard is not around! The Wheet Bandit is infamous!


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post Dec 3 2017, 08:57 AM
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Kahreem wanting gold for his Anvil trip when he has 2738 gold pieces on his person already? I say, travelling fares sure have gone up recently..! biggrin.gif


Hopefully the Redguard will get his Capital reward later wink.gif


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post Dec 3 2017, 10:35 AM
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LoL, he entered the wrong house! biggrin.gif rollinglaugh.gif The conversation with Marinus was well-done and funny. goodjob.gif

Alright now, looks like it's time for Kahreem to snatch some horse and ride to Anvil. wink.gif


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post Dec 3 2017, 03:55 PM
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QUOTE
"Hmm. Well I know nothing of any of that. I only wish to speak to a man with a mask on. He makes masks you see. For parties. I'm off to Cheydinhal next week and I hear they have the very best of them. Would be nice to show up to one of those Rivermanor parties wearing a mask, don't you think that'd be fun?"

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Way good. And there should be some weird way to get into a Rivermanor party. If there were, Kahreem would find it, I reckon.

Yes, I remember that 'hey where's my reward?' feeling. Though he does have the Boots of Springheel Jak now. And I never thought of the King & Queen as being immaculate, myself. Though I suppose by comparison with Luther Broad's Boarding House...

Renee, I never get very far with character narratives myself, probably because I'm always changing the world around the poor souls, gives them some sort of disassociative disorder or something. If I did, it would likely be a thief character, though.

EDIT: Oh, and I would be interested to see what you make of the DB questline. I never finished that one myself, think it's about halfway through. And Goblin Jim does need a backstory, I think - maybe there was some content cut there. I'm quite fond of goblins, hate massacring them, so my PC usually sneaks past (well, they're not very perceptive).

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post Dec 3 2017, 10:11 PM
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Sitting on the throne in his red foppish suit - drinking the cheapest wine, that he brought along himself to a tavern. . . . laugh.gif

And Kahreem finally finds the Gray Fox again - Capital!

I thought the TG questline was nicely done - especially the ending. But I won't spoil it for Kahreem. happy.gif


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post Dec 4 2017, 09:12 PM
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QUOTE(Acadian @ Dec 1 2017, 10:42 PM) *
Lopov, nice stuff here! Are you playing this Legion Captain, then, who is cultist hunting?

Thanks! After reading many stories of H.P. Lovecraft in the past month, I got an urge to create a dark character, so it's not the captain but the cultist.

QUOTE(Renee @ Dec 2 2017, 09:50 AM) *
Or maybe he is playing Paralinique, one of the Mephala Cultists.

That is correct.

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The Black Rook Tavern in the Imperial City Waterfront was a common meeting place for thieves, thugs, pirates and other lowlifes. Gra-Hagra, the proprietor, welcomed everyone as long as they could afford to pay for drinks or rooms, and didn’t mind what kind of shady deals were made in her inn.

The Bosmer in black tunic was sitting alone at one of the ratty tables, as if waiting for someone. He has become a frequent customer in the last two months and to Gra-Hagra he was known as Rifenn. Lately he seemed more on edge than ever, especially since he purchased two horses on the Waterfront Market and paid Gra-Hagra two hundred septims to watch over them. He never talked to anyone, neither had he ever allowed anyone to sit at the same table. ‘A shady man with shady past’ thought Gra-Hagra who couldn’t care less about what were her customers doing, but it was interesting to observe them nonetheless.

But then one day mysterious Rifenn got a visitor. A tall Dunmer lady with bright violet hair entered the inn. Gra-Hagra saw her earlier as she carried ale to pirates of the Marie Elena – the lady has just stepped from one of the passenger ships that sailed to the Waterfront today. She remembered her well because of her unusual hair color.

“What can I get you?” Gra-Hagra yelled from over the counter as the Dunmer lady approached.

“That depends on what you have.” Though Gra-Hagra didn’t like a lot of things, she liked the voice of this lady. She felt that if she listened to her talk for a long time, she would fall into pleasant trance.

“Take a look,” she curtly said and handed the newest guest one of her stained menus.

“I’d like a bowl of mutton stew and a bottle of mead, please,” said the Dunmer lady and sat at one of the empty tables.

Gra-Hagra sent Vermilia the tavern wench with the food and drink to the lady, then went upstairs to check if all customers that were currently renting rooms, locked doors behind as they left. The last thing she wanted was for some beggar like Puny Ancus to spend a night in her inn.

When she came downstairs, she noticed that the Dunmer lady and Rifenn were now sitting at the same table. It wouldn’t strike her as odd if until now Rifenn refused to talk to anyone. So perhaps it was this lady because of whom Rifenn seemed on edge as of late. A few minutes later they stood up and left the inn. ‘Perhaps Ferinn will get lucky, he he’ thought Gra-Hagra, watching them as they were leaving.

Rifenn led the Dunmer lady between some shoddy houses on the Waterfront, then opened a wooden hatch leading to one of the cellars. He gestured for the lady to go first and as she stepped down, he went inside too, closing the hatch behind.

“How was your trip, lady Paralinque? Was the ship comfortable?” asked the Bosmer, whose real name wasn’t Rifenn but Fenrin. Fenrin Willowsdark.

“Silence, tree-hugger!” snarled his mistress and Fenrin froze with fear. Obviously she still hasn’t gotten over the fact that it was partly due to Fenrin’s fault that their cult was exposed. “If it weren’t for your ineptitude, we would still be in Skyrim,” Paralinque scolded him, her voice echoed in the small cellar, causing Fenrin short-lasting yet intense headaches. When she spoke again, however, her voice was soothing and now Fenrin felt like she could listen to her forever. “But we shall discuss this no more. What is done…is done. Tell me now, Willowsdark, what have you found out?” Paralinque crossed her arms, pleasantly smiling and Fenrin felt at ease again.

“Mistress, you will be delighted with what I know. I was occupied day and night but it was worth it. You were right all along, the shrine to our Goddess is right here in Cyrodiil and…”

“Where?” Paralinque interrupted him with a demanding tone and at her words a sharp headache struck Fenrin once again.

“It’s in the Great Forest, east of the Silver Road, halfway between where it meets the Orange and Red Ring Roads. Have a look, mistress, I bought a map of Cyrodiil in one of the shops so we won’t have any difficulties…”

“Did you find me a horse?” Paralinque interrupted him again.

“For you? Yes, of course, I bought two horses at the market. For both of us.“

“You did good, Willowsdark,…” Paralinque complimented him at last. Fenrin sighed with relief, his mistress’ voice was soothing yet again.

“… and that’s why your death shall be swift.” Paralinque’s booming voice encompassed the small cellar and the Bosmer had to press hands against his ears for the headache was so powerful.

The last thing Fenrin Willowsdark saw before feeling immense pain in his belly was Paralinque’s silver dagger glittering in the dark cellar.


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post Dec 5 2017, 04:00 AM
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Not a lady to be trifled with, clearly! ohmy.gif

Nicely done. smile.gif


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post Dec 6 2017, 03:05 PM
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Evil prevails on Lopov's Laptop. ph34r.gif Paralinique kinda scares the [censored] out of me, even in sunny, smiley Cyrodiil.

I have a feeling the part when her voice causes the Bosmer to freeze in fear or feel an immense calm is derived from Lovecraft, right? If so, which story?

Edit: I'm just realizing that Gra-Hagra witnessed Paralinique as the last person the Bosmer was with. So when people find the Bosmer has been killed, they'll quickly realize who was most-likely responsible. Or at least, the orc proprietor will realize this.

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post Dec 8 2017, 11:13 PM
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Thanks for all comments on Kahreem folks cake.gif and do check out Lopov's story (above this) as well. ph34r.gif

QUOTE(tegeus-Cromis @ Dec 3 2017, 09:55 AM) *

Renee, I never get very far with character narratives myself, probably because I'm always changing the world around the poor souls, gives them some sort of disassociative disorder or something. If I did, it would likely be a thief character, though.


Ah, you can do it. Start off simple, like I did. Don't write a story. Just write an update, like literally what your character did that day. That's how I started. The earliest Kahreem updates probably weren't nearly as detailed.

Heck, that's actually a good idea. Let's have a flashback to the very first Kahreem update. Heh, I'll call it Klassic Kahreem.

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EDIT: Oh, and I would be interested to see what you make of the DB questline. I never finished that one myself, think it's about halfway through.

Me too. I got up to the part when Lucien wants us to *blank* all the DB Guildmates. My character just couldn't do that part. She had grown too fond of all of them, even the snarky Khajiit guy. The character I'm going to create in the future though just won't give a [censored]. She won't be entirely sane, either.

Anyways, here it is. Klassic Kahreem. I'm actually curious what did I write? Oh my gosh, it's actually funny. Ha! I didn't realize they were humorous back then.

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Morndas, 1:13 am. Last Seed 27, 3rd Era, Year 433,

"Wake up Redguard! How do you like your cell? Rooomy enough for you?"

The Kahreen of Weet awakes with a start, and has a headache! Where in Oblivion is he now exactly? As Kahreem rises from a bedroll on the floor, his vision doubles and then triples.

Bars. He sees bars where the doorway is. Why would they put bars on a doorway? his taxed mind wonders.

He walks over, to see where the voice (an elven voice) was coming from. As he goes to push the bars out of his way, he realizes they don't move.

"What the?..."

..."Bet you're glad it won't last long" continues the voice. Although he can't see who is speaking, The Kahreem of Weet sees there's another set of bars on a doorway across the hall. The voice calls again...

..."OH! Did you know? No one leaves this Prison alive! That's right, you're going to DIE in here, Redguard, DIIIIE!!!"

The Kahreem of Weet stands in confusion. Hears voices coming down a staircase. ....And then suddenly he remembers.

He remembers what happened...well...part of what happened. The fight with the snobby dark elf wearing red clothing for rich people. Aval Boobani or something. He thinks that's the dunmer's name. Kahreem had had much to drink, then this uppity dark elf showed up at the Bloated Float. The snobby dark elf had touched a nerve. And...

From then on, he could not remember what had happened. Kahreem's mind is a blank.

"Well, 'tis a good start, at least", he says. "I at least remember thus far..."

As he stands at the bars glumly, the Kahreem of Weet wonders what his fate will be. How long he's going to have to stay here. And if there's a way he can get out.

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post Dec 9 2017, 12:47 PM
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QUOTE(Renee @ Dec 9 2017, 12:13 AM) *

Me too. I got up to the part when Lucien wants us to *blank* all the DB Guildmates. My character just couldn't do that part. She had grown too fond of all of them, even the snarky Khajiit guy. The character I'm going to create in the future though just won't give a [censored]. She won't be entirely sane, either.


Well, there you go. That's exactly the point I stopped, for the same reason. I suspect I'm RPing more than I realise. Or maybe it's just me. I'm still testing a mod that places updated memorials, and the best way to test it is to type killall in the console, which kills everything alive in the current cell. But it makes me feel like a mass murderer every time. I suppose it's for their own good though...

But yes, one way could be to run up some unmitigatedly bonkers character (maybe one who thinks the world is actually something called a 'video game' and all the others are NPCs). Perhaps they could actually use that Vile Lair DLC. I always have that loaded, but I never know why...

That recap is great, shows you've maintained a consistent, and very funny, style throughout. Now the next step is to paste the whole thing together and convert to .mobi format. Got to be able to read it on your Kindle. smile.gif

(Actually, come to think of it, it might make a quite good in-game book, except for all the spoilers. But perhaps you could receive it as an extra bonus when you've completed the TG quest.)

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post Dec 9 2017, 04:06 PM
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A nice little walk down Kahreem Memory Lane from his beginnings many years ago. Nice!

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post Dec 10 2017, 10:08 AM
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I completely forgot that it was because of Alval Boobani biggrin.gif that Kahreem got thrown to jail. I know he much later led Alval to his death by luring him to some mudcrab, though. I guess that was Kahreem's revenge.


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QUOTE(Acadian @ Dec 5 2017, 04:00 AM) *
Not a lady to be trifled with, clearly! ohmy.gif

Nicely done. smile.gif

Thank you!

QUOTE(Renee @ Dec 6 2017, 03:05 PM) *
Edit: I'm just realizing that Gra-Hagra witnessed Paralinique as the last person the Bosmer was with. So when people find the Bosmer has been killed, they'll quickly realize who was most-likely responsible. Or at least, the orc proprietor will realize this.

Probably not many would care about Fenrin / Rifenn, he was just another lowlife on the Waterfront. On the other hand, it will be a really long time before Paralinque comes to the Waterfront again so by then Gra-Hagra will probably forget about her. wink.gif

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In the Great Forest, a short distance north of where the Red Ring Road passes Fort Chalman and turns left toward the Roxey Inn, amidst lush trees and blossoming meadows stood the shrine to Mephala. Animals avoided it, curious adventurers visited it and legionnaires from time to time checked on the place to ensure that nothing sinister was happening there. Mephala has been silent for decades and those few deranged cultists that were taking care of the shrine, weren’t regarded as dangerous by the Imperial Legion.

Mephala, the Webspinner, up to this day, didn’t have much interest in Cyrodiil either. For a long time most of her attention has been devoted to Skyrim, where one of her “daughters” led a powerful cult in her name. With the cult destroyed, however, her spider’s web in Skyrim was torn apart. Yet now Mephala sensed that her attention should be turned towards Cyrodiil, for she felt a dark presence coming to her.

Paralinque returned!

To satisfy Mephala’s blood lust and her own as well, Paralinque already sent portions of two souls to her, because for each Paralinque’s victim slain, Mephala received a portion of its soul as long as that victim was of pure soul. Though Mephala enjoyed seeing her lost daughter greeting her at her shrine, she wouldn’t grant her an audience.

Not yet.

Paralinque should prove once again that she was capable of weaving her own spider’s web among the unsuspecting people, then fatally poisoning them as they'll be at their weakest. Perhaps then, if Mephala will be amused, she may grant her an audience. Despite no words were said between Mephala and her "daughter", Paralinque knew what must be done and after a few further attempts of granting an audience, she tried no more.

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This wasn’t Paralinque’s first time in Cyrodiil, however, and she knew precisely where her Goddess wanted her to be. Beneath the Imperial City, in its sewers, where only rats and vampires skulked, behind a magically locked door, was the lair of Mephala. It would prove a convenient residence for Paralinque. Spurring her horse, she rode along the Red Ring Road, to the Imperial City and what lies beneath.

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post Yesterday, 04:19 AM
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Though it is sinister, I love seeing a character with a real relationship with one of the Divines or Daedra Lords. Pairing Mephala with her daughter Paralinque is sobering indeed!

To shorten a long story, Buffy's godmother is Azura and her patrons are Mara & Kynareth. Not surprisingly, it is the Daedra Lord that is most interesting since we infuse her with emotions ranging from love to rage.


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