I Don't Think Anyone Told Him While Richton Was Still Alive...

Something decent before I inevitably flood this blog with sketches, violence, silly jokes and, worst of all, older drawings

I like outdated dunmeris

Got tagged by @weirdisme for Wip Wednesday just in time to show you baby Dram and Vivec from a piece I'm currently working on

Not tagging anyone today because I don't have much mutuals to pester (and should probably reconsider the way I manage my blog)

... Well, except for @falmerbrook because she seems like the type of person who secretly keeps their interesting unfinished art like a dragon keeps it's gold 👀

And @cerviero because above is true for her as well 🫵

@vrrl you too! 🫵🫵

I'm such a fat liar

(But, as always, no pressure of course)

Horrible, I came back here after neglecting my Tumblr for a very long time to post my OCs that I made into TES OCs and gave lore to.

Rutt was born in Windhelm to a Nord father and an Imperial mother. She’s a rather rare occurrence of a child being the same race as their father over their mother. She has two older Imperial siblings - an (currently unnamed) older brother who’s a necromancer after dropping out of the College of Winterhold and an (currently unnamed) older sister who’s a former witch and current hagraven. Most of her youth was spent fighting with racist Nords up until she met a young Dunmer alchemist named Irarver Sadoia, whom she fell in love with. Rutt wooed him by offering to go out of the city to collect ingredients for him personally. Sadly, whatever relationship the two would have was short lived when Rutt came back to the city to deliver her ingredients to find Irarver had been killed by an aggressively racist Nord. Rutt was basically driven mad at that point, since Irarver was the only person in the city she had a strong connection to. She disregarded her Nord heritage and abandoned the Nines after this point, delving more into Dunmeri culture as well as beginning to worship the Reclamations. Rutt ran from Windhelm after ‘dealing with’ the Nord that killed Irarver and became a barbarian mercenary who knows a bit about alchemy - at least until she met Helnoore.

Helnoore was born in Skywatch on the Summerset Isles, where she was middle child of her family. Her family didn’t even think she was worth grooming to be a Thalmor soldier and were planning to marry her off to some other aristocrat. Helnoore wouldn’t stand for this, being rebellious and chaotic. She falsified documents that her family was against the Thalmor and took passage off the Isles to Elsweyr where she was helped up to Cyrodiil by her uncle, Angamar. Helnoore after that point took an interest in her innate magic abilities and join the Mages Guild, but she would not last long as Helnoore had a penchant illegal magic (mainly levitation magic). She decided to also get some training in the blade, mostly daggers since she got her training from her uncle who was surprisingly well versed using smaller blades. Helnoore took to the roads as a spellsword, with some sociopathic tendencies. She met Rutt after pretending to be a Thalmor Soldier and killing the entire squadron she was with for a laugh.

Talaes Buckingor is a young and naive Breton from Bruma who is an only child to a Breton mother and Bosmer father. Talaes remembers her childhood as a seemingly non noteworthy, the young half breed had a little bit of hard time with some locals because of accusations at her Bosmer father but other than that the young girl had little problems. Her father wanted his daughter to have some connection to her heritage so he taught her to hunt, specifically with a bow. As grew up, Talaes desired to see the world outside of Bruma but it wouldn’t be until she reached her late teens to leave on her own. She decided to travel up towards Skyrim where Rutt and Helnoore saved her from bandits.

Do’shra was born on the border of Elsweyr and Cyrodiil, her mother shortly dying after her birth. Do’shra was immediately taken in by the family caravan of Khajiits her mother was a hired warrior for hence her Khajiiti name and her tendency to use the Khajiiti language and mannerisms. She would grow up among the caravan as the family traveled from a few different provinces to sell their wares. As she aged, she immediately knew she was different from her Khajiiti parents and siblings even if they treated her much like a Khajiiti. As she got older her family confessed about what happened to her mother though it made her respect her adoptive family more. She decided she would take on the role her mother had in the caravan, deciding to live up to her name. In spite of this, when she got older her caravan family urged her to rediscover her Orsimer heritage and let her leave the caravan for a while. Do’shra discovered she did not have much in common with other Orcs and instead became a knight instead who often raided bandit dens for nearby cities. She would inevitably meet up with Rutt, Helnoore, and Talaes when the three and her incidentally decided to clear out the same necromancer den.

I'm not shadowbanned anymore but 90% of my artworks are still not showing up in tags and it makes me furious tbh.

Leaving the previous text of this post under the cut so that people know what happened:

I can't see the DMs people are sending me... and the Messages tab is completely gone.

Waiting for an answer from Tumblr support team.

Update: My posts have also disappeared from search... And I can't even comment. Or leave likes. That's a bit upsetting.

😭

(But Dram's style really had nothing to do with it)

Cannon interaction: on recent discussions of Dram's interesting fashion choices and a particular voice line from Redguard in my head

But nah fr why is he wearing such saturated colours 😭

and the moment of course

Remember that time when Mannimarco called him Arnand the Fox? That's the best explanation I have for now

And I had to get it out of my head as quick as possible

Some outfits for the Cyrodilic Grand Visier 🤔

The bottom one has a very nice description btw

That's what getting dumped in some ruins by some smugglers who've been using you as a living fishing rod (but for treasure) does to an Argonian. (Her left big horn is broken)

Time to keep my promises and post some trash along with my tes sona (there could be some kind of self-deprecating joke but I'm so tired of it)

Yano recruiting style

...

I have a weak aura personally

Aand... This portrait of my OC Yano/Raftal in his priest attire because why not