#Aetherius

[tinygryphon-58570]

Oh they are so gonna blow some shit up

[morisplace]

Doodles🦆.

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i can't help but watch you from afar

[aethereal-flame]

RETURN OF THE POUTY CARDINAL AND ALL THE SASS THEY BRING

Spite isn't gonna know what hit him.

(Aether also absolutely needs a tshirt that says 'you can't scare me, I'm a Tama')

[spooky-donut-ghost-house]

Now bare with me because this gets kinda fucky

I don't believe in The Godhead theory

I do however believe there is something in The Elder Scrolls universe that is old, ancient, powerful

Older than aedra and daedra and anything in between

Something that exists beyond that of Mundus Aetherius The Void and all other realms of existence

Something that views all other beings as beneath it and insignificant

Whatever this thing is it has existed for quite sometime and may have even been primordial

Hell it might be what created Anu and Padomay in the first place

Whatever it is has no physical form and those who have seen it have ceased to be

Not necessarily dead but just non-existent

This thing has no known information not even Hermaeus Mora or The Elder Scrolls could tell you what it is

Think of it as (as much as I hate the man) Azathoth from H.P Lovecraft but without the possibility of reality being it's dream just something ancient, powerful, immoral, undying incomprehensible and beyond time, space and existence

The idea of such a being existing in The Elder Scrolls universe is something very fascinating and yet also very terrifying

[thedeadishscribe]

New Fic

It's been a while since I've written, so I got my fancy writing tools out and decided to write! Turned out to be a story set in my original D&D/TTRPG world named Aetherius, set in the port town of Drakenkirk concerning political corruption and standing up to power! It's even capped with a little (fantasy) historical analysis :)

I hope to get back to some of my WIPs in the near future, but I hope y'all enjoy this!

[puddingface1902]

Hey Everyone! Part 19 of my Daggerfall playthrough is here.

[krystalklear21]

2nd of Hearthfire, 4E201 Dear Diary, As the carriage traverses Skyrim's rugged roads, memories of my journey flood my thoughts. Born on the 30th of Sun's Height, fifty years have shaped my life in pursuit of magical theories and Dwemer mechanisms. My mother, Maria Octavius, an esteemed enchanter scholar, shaped my relentless pursuit of arcane truths. Her guidance, a beacon amid the shadows cast by Torbert, a negligent and abusive Nord Battlemage and sorry excuse of a father. Maria, my unwavering protector, shielded me from his malevolence. Tobias, my paternal grandfather, stepped into the role Torbert should have embraced—a father. Their earthly sojourns have since ceased, bidding farewell to Maria, Tobias, and even Torbert in my adulthood. The Imperial City, a cradle of scholarly endeavors, forged my path amidst its corridors of knowledge. Oh, the marvels I unearthed from Dwemer enigmatic constructs, weaving their principles into contemporary magic and machinery. The accolades echoed, mingled with the discordant whispers of skepticism—a melody I've grown accustomed to. Romance eluded me, my focus on enlightenment shunning personal distractions. A solitary figure, ensconced within libraries and Dwemer gears, I found solace. My reflection in the mirror, an unsightly portrayal of excess, spoke volumes about my corporeal existence. A figure not graced by the standards of handsomeness; rather, a canvas painted with the strokes of indulgence and scholarly neglect. Weight, an uninvited companion on this journey, clung to me like the remnants of an arcane experiment gone awry. Yet, in the labyrinthine corridors of wisdom, appearances mattered not. The symphonies of my thoughts drowned out the whispers of societal judgment, leaving me to dance with the profound truths hidden within the pages of ancient tomes and the intricate dance of Dwemer machinery. The Great War's aftermath disillusioned me, seeking refuge in Skyrim's College of Winterhold. Here, I stand as the esteemed professor of Aetherial Physics and Dwemer Engineering, an anchor in this storm of magical mysteries. Sameth and Myvrana, my dedicated proteges, draw inspiration from my teachings. Collaborations with Tarakel, Aicantar, and the esteemed Calcelmo – both revered colleague and rival – elevate my scholarly pursuits. I tread the path of enlightenment, a solitary seeker pursuing the Dwemer's arcane legacy. The carriage heralds a journey physical and metaphysical. Skyrim's frost-covered bosom whispers the Dwemer's enigmatic secrets. Until again, Dr. Otto Octavius Aetherial Physicist and Dwemer Scholar

[awfulrabbit]

Art Fight 2023 attack on Aetherius!

Feel free to check out all my attacks on Art Fight!

Patreon — Kofi — Commission Info

[kaz-uie]

I used noclip to speed through Aetherius but this sad motherfucker can’t levitate so I didn’t have many options (and also I wanted to beat the game so I can try a more varied build lmfao hand to hand is strong but this build makes all gear just vendor fodder)

Now to retire to a nice life doing something or other, punching more giants if his career was any indication

[anokha-swad]

[tinygryphon-58570]

FINALLY another tiny one <3

[morisplace]

Where no one goes☁️.

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do you think people look at me and know that i’m an internet micro celebrity? no. okay.

[smolpocketmonstercoffee]

Dragon Age The Veilguard chatter but can't wait to romance the local Coffee Snob with a Tea Snob. (Lucanis and Aether, also joking pairing title is literally Hurt-Comfort)

[sugarthebee]

here he is, the griff, the myth, the legend, the morally bankrupt icon

Monarch Aetherius as Barnaby from Billie Bust Up