Elder Scrolls: Portrait of dunmer sorceress holding a Star Tooth.
—Cyrodiil. Year unknown. Star Teeth are magic crystals said to be able to counter Shadow Magic. Her vestments are of eclectic style—combining elements of dunmer, cyrodilic and redguard fashion. The brooch on her turban is a stylized head of a nix hound.
I think the Temple is just a little mad because they keep sending buoyant armigers to try and get me out of Dagoth Ur (the building)
Dumb s'wits. If I wanted out I would GET OUT. Go away.
Dear Leopard,
I really appreciate you eating people's faces. But can you stop eating mine?
Mzulan (arms crossed, standing outside a Tribunal ruin with a disgusted squint):
“They still have the ears. Still have the eyes. Still carry the same smugness in their posture. But now they burn incense and call it forgiveness.” (Spits in the ash.) “No. I remember the Chimer.”
Even after thousands of years—and despite becoming something more nuanced, more contemplative—there are scars that don’t smooth with time. And one of them walks like a Dunmer and chants like a saint.
Arrogant. Devout. Reckless.
Obsessed with Daedra, ancestral veneration, and destiny.
Constantly clashing with Dwemer logic, despising atheism, and mocking technology.
Viewed the Dwemer as “soulless smiths” and “machine-slaves.”
“They called us godless. We called them pyromaniacal dreamers with shiny rocks and egos.”
He returns to a world where the Chimer have become the Dunmer, broken by betrayal, shadowed by gods and sins alike.
His reaction?
“They changed skin, not structure. Still pray before breaking things.”
He sees some worthy individuals among them. But as a people?
“You built your culture on a foundation of corpses and whispers, and now wonder why it creaks when you walk.”
He especially distrusts:
Ashlander mystics (“Desert philosophers wrapped in guilt and silt.”)
Tribunal scholars (“Gods made of ego. Temples made of apology.”)
Dunmer historians (“They rewrite us as villains to make themselves tragic. I take that personally.”)
On a Telvanni Wizard:
“Floating in a mushroom tower. Still compensating for something.”
On a Dunmer priest of Azura:
“Oh good. The Moon Mistress still collects worshippers. Tell her I remember her favoritism.”
On seeing Velothi architecture still standing:
“Of course it’s still standing. Chimer buildings collapse only when someone stops praying. Or thinking.”
On a young Dunmer trying to reconcile cultures:
“I respect your effort. But understand this: Your ancestors tried to burn out my gods and shatter my truths. I’m not ready to dance in the ashes with you just yet.”
She wants peace. She sees the Dunmer as wounded descendants trying to climb free of their ancestors’ chains.
Her line:
“They carry their guilt like relics. You carry your memory like armor. Perhaps neither of you are free.”
Mzulan replies:
“Freedom isn’t the goal. Truth is. And I remember who lied the most.”
“The Chimer never respected silence. They filled it with prophecy. With fire. With screams. We filled it with equations. I still hear both when I dream. One calms me. The other... wakes me.”
You know what bugs me? Bosmer males. Look, idk how ESO does things, but from Morrowind to Oblivion they seem to be the butt of a joke that just says, aren't short men with squeaky voices funny and juvenile and stupid and ripe for mockery? (Fargoth, Gaenir, Glarthir, The Adoring Fan. I don't remember any Bosmer in Skyrim, but then I haven't played Skyrim since like 2015.) Plus there's that old lore about how the Bosmeri women are hot and the men are not, and frankly, fuck that. Where the short king Bosmer at? (Please share any cool Bosmeri male OCs with me.)
Urgent Appeal for a Hearing Aid for My S Mother
I am writing to you today as the son of a mother who has endured unimaginable suffering. My name is Youssef, and I am seeking your support to help my mother, who lost her hearing in her right ear as a result of the brutal siege and airstrikes in Gaza. The war has taken so much from her, but the loss of her hearing has been one of the most devastating consequences.
My mother, once full of life and able to communicate freely, now faces the daily struggle of isolation and silence. A hearing aid is her only chance of regaining some semblance of normalcy, but the cost of such a device ranges from $1500 to $2000 — an amount that is beyond our financial means due to the ongoing hardships we are enduring.
I am humbly reaching out to you, knowing that you are people of compassion and kindness, to help us provide this essential aid for my mother. Your generous support will not only restore her ability to hear but also allow her to regain a sense of connection to the world around her.
Every contribution, no matter how small, will have a profound impact on improving her life and giving her back her dignity. We trust in your generosity and hope that you will answer our call, as you have always done for those in need.
May Allah bless you all with health, peace, and prosperity.
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Disability is not a punishment, but I think the world would be genuinely improved if every person involved in writing or regulating ingredient labels was mysteriously inflicted with at least one food allergy falling under each of the following categories: "natural flavors," "modified food starch," "artificial flavors," "spices," and "color." Down with ingredient labels so vague that they defeat the entire fucking point.
After about a week in the works - my redesign of the two Volkihar matriarchs, Valerica and Serana!
Inspired by a whole mish-mash of things, but special shoutout to @arimabari for their take on Oblivion count fashion, which was a big inspiration for this Valerica's coat :)
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