Goodnight May The Spirits Of All The Stuffed Animals Youve Ever Owned Protect You In Your Sleep

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Ah, yes, more random sketches :)

Ok so we all love a hyperfixation but does anyone else ever avoid certain things because you feel like you don't have the time to be fixated on that, or that you aren't in the right headspace for this to become your latest obsession

I’ve been thinking about a new bosmer character and decided to practice silhouetting a little with him, playing with different class ideas.

Meowster Neloth 

The day before yesterday, I had a nostalgia for a beautiful, role-playing community of the Dark Brotherhood.

(I'll leave the link just below if one of my readers is Russian-speaking.)

Well, I decided to make art with the Blade of Woe. And again, throw a little lore on the subject of this weapon.

The Blade of Woe is an ebony dagger associated with the Dark Brotherhood. It looks little different from any other similar weapon, but in the right hands it is deadly. The dagger is all the more deadly, because it damages health and magic, and also demoralizes the one who is wounded by it.

Around 3E 433, the dagger, which had not yet been used to commit a single murder, was handed over by Lucien Lachance to a certain assassin when the Dark Brotherhood invited this newcomer to join their ranks. The killer joined the Brotherhood and quickly ascended the career ladder, remaining the owner of this weapon. After the rite of Purification and subsequent cleansing of the ranks of the Black Hand, which ended in Lucien's death, the killer took part in a meeting of the top of the Brotherhood, which resulted in the decision to summon the spirit of the Mother of Night in the crypt under the statue of the Happy Old Lady in Braville. During this meeting, the true traitor of the Brotherhood was identified and killed, and as a reward for her loyalty, the Night Mother revealed the true power of the Blade of Woe to the newly chosen Hearer.

Around 4E 201, the Blade of Woe, whose magical properties were significantly weakened, was wielded by Astrid, the head of the last known active refuge of the Dark Brotherhood stationed in Skyrim. Astrid died at the hands of the one who killed Grelod the Good. The killer took possession of the Blade, after which the location of the weapon is unknown.

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"M'aiq has heard the people of Skyrim are better looking than the ones in Cyrodiil. He has no opinion on the matter. All people are beautiful to him."

So yeah, some art and sketches from TES

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