#Skyrim Race

[yourgothdolly]

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[falmerbrook]

One of the most annoying things you see from tes fans is seeing each race as a unified collective in ways that the games don’t even do. They act like the ways some members of a race act in some places represents all of them everywhere. The biggest and most frustrating version of this is when talking about the way Dunmer are treated in Windhelm, people bring up the in-universe racism in Morrowind. Like, that doesn’t justify the way they're treated in Windhelm at all. You really think Ulfric is doing this for justice for the Khajiit and Argonians (who he won't let in the city)? Even if he was, do you think it's right to enact that "justice" on random refugees and their descendants? We’re talking about different groups of Dunmer. They aren’t a monolith. IN MORROWIND they aren’t a monolith. The head of the anti-slavery organization in Morrowind (the game) is a Dunmer. Every province and race had different cultures and subcultures with folks with different opinions that people like this like to ignore.

These people act like it's clever to bring this up when in reality it reflects an even shallower interpretation of the worldbuilding imo.

(and that's not even touching on how comments like these reflect the language used in real life discussions of refugee asylum and immigration)

[ravenekrops]

consider reblogging to reach more people :3

[lobo-inu]

Elder Scrolls OCs belonging to @littledragondork and @alchememe. these were both done as art trades during February (Alch's tsaesci, Zhenru-Ashe) and August (Avery's khajiit Ts'Vari) ^_^ 🖤

[fatherentropy]

tES player character OCs because I uh wanted to draw Yorick and Laury and Tuveri and Winter's dad is here also ok thank you

(they're all he/him tbc)

[venacoeurva]

TES shiptober 7-9- Snow

In fairness, Wren, Miraak can’t be blasted by fire and be mostly fine like you can… also it hits like 40 degrees Fahrenheit and he starts sweating

-Please do not reupload, edit, or use.-

[marchioness-of-the-flowers]

Misc Altmer fashion headcanons cause the piss elves are on my mind

Makeup is divisive, some see it as an expression of artistic ability, while others see it as lying.

Defects are to be covered. For example, an Altmer who loses their eye in battle often chooses to cover their injury with their hair.

Considered very logical, as it covers up a negative physical trait (the lost eye) with a positive physical trait (one’s hair) (the Altmer would take extra care in the future to make sure their hair was well maintained.)

It’s a whole school of thought, canceling out undesired physical traits with desired ones.

No literally, there are mathematical equations.

Hygiene and grooming is considered important in Altmer society, however it is considered deeply shallow to waste time on the self in ways that could have been spent more productively. (The Altmer basically invent the “everything shower” in response to this, taking care of certain grooming needs for the week in one swoop.)

Altmer dress is typically very light and flowing, layers of whisper-thin gossamer fabrics worn over one another.

Hems are often decorated with incredibly ornate tiny rows of embroidery. The most painstaking pieces take years to complete and are passed down through generations.

also in the keep reading section I’ve added some hairstyles that I think the Altmer would find bitchin

[arimabari]

one of those days where I am overcome with the violent urge to put together a timeline of Imperial fashion that seamlessly incorporates Oblivion's totally-not-LOTR lore changes

[isamajor]

Whumptober 2024 (day 1 to 5)

Yay, finally @whumptober's month is here ! I'm a bit late, but my brain fog won't lift so I hope this five first drabble with, as usual, Skyrim's cvf, will be ok :D

No. 1: RACE AGAINST THE CLOCK (search party)

The weight of the dragon had caused a great tremor and the ground opened up beneath its feet. The ground was swallowed up and the Dragonborn with it, leaving a gaping hole revealing the hidden depths of an ancient Dwemer ruin.

Kaidan rushed to the edge of the hole, screaming the Dragonborn's name as the dragon circled above them.

"We absolutely have to go get him, he's probably injured, or...", Lucien called out, his voice half-choked with anguish.

"I'll get the dragon's attention. Grab some ropes and go. Time is running out!", Taliesin shouted. (99)

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No. 2: TRUST ISSUES

The Dragonborn watched Nebarra from across the campfire, the flames casting shadows over his moonstone helm. A pit settled in their stomach. Trust came hard, and with Nebarra, an Altmer mercenary who fought for the Dominion, it was harder still.What if Nebarra had sold them to the Thalmor in exchange for amnesty for his desertion from the army? The Dragonborn's chest tightened. Behind the visor of his helmet and beneath the layer of all his trauma, it was hard to imagine everything that could be going on in Nebarra's head.

"You don't trust me.", Nebarra finally said.

The Dragonborn swallowed. "Should I?" (105)

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No. 3: SET UP FOR FAILURE (wongfully arrested)

His friends have warned him hat curiosity could prove perilous. Lucien barely had time to react when the guards grabbed him. Rough hands yanked his arms behind his back, twisting them painfully as shackles clanged around his wrists.

“I-I’m not a spy! Please, I was just... !”

“Save it for the Jarl, Imperial scum.”, one of the guards sneered, shoving him face-first into the dirt.

Lucien’s heart pounded, panic rising.

“This is a mistake!” He tried to struggle, but a heavy gauntlet slammed into his ribs, forcing a gasp from his lungs and tears from his eyes.

“Jarl Skald doesn't take kindly to Tullius’ dogs sniffing around.” (105)

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No. 4: HALLUCINATIONS

The Dragonborn woke abruptly, heart pounding. They saw the others wide-eyed, in the dim light of the Dawnstar Inn. All were silent, but their haunted gazes spoke volumes. Ever since they had set foot in the Pale Hold, Vaermina had tormented their minds with nightmares, forcing them to stay awake for fear of what awaited them in their sleep.

Hours passed. Shadows crawled along the walls, whispering. The Dragonborn rubbed their eyes, but the crawling figures didn't stop. Auri trembled, eyes darting as if she saw something the others could not. Inigo flinched at unseen enemies.

Outside, the wind howled like laughter. (104)

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No. 5: SUNBURN (healing salve)

Taliesin, his face red and blistered from hours of walking through the glistening glaciers, grimaced as Xelzaz surveyed the damage.

“It’s worse than I thought.”, Xelzaz muttered, reaching into his satchel for a greasy pot of salve.

Taliesin groaned, eyeing the thick concoction with obvious disgust.

“Does it have to be so… greasy?”

“Unless you want your face to peel, yes.”, Xelzaz replied, spreading delicately the salve over the Mer’s burned skin.Taliesin winced and grimaced, but didn’t protest further, letting the Argonian work.

“...I guess I’ll have to thank you for saving my handsome face, then.” (96)

[groundrunner100]

Going to be a VERY red week with this one. Go at it.

[yourgothdolly]

Im not sober🫶🏽

[bougainvillea-and-saltwater]

ough in TPATD Miraak is half-Atmoran, half-Falmer. One person carrying and uniting the blood of two races that became enemies, that ultimately destroyed one another.

Jia is half-Nord, half-Imperial. One person carrying and uniting the blood of two races that are currently under an endless war, that are, too, basically destroying each other.

Miraak used to receive some weird looks from the Atmorans for his Snow Elf heritage, with his fellow dragon priests calling him names such as 'ghost' or 'paleface', because of the marble-white complexion he took after his Snelf mother.

Jia is quite frequently confronted with "aren't you a little short for a Nord?" by the Nords, and with "aren't you a little tall for an Imperial?" by the Imperials.

and yet, aren't they both living proof that before any hate, or any war, or any decimation of life, there was once love and unity? 🥺

[aniniskyrim]

oc: Phoebe, Breton, TESV Skyrim

A young Breton from Highrock. She was kidnapped by pirates off a port in Camlorn. The ship was later seized by Thalmor officers, who she ended up at the mercy of.

After being transported into Skyrim, she was imprisoned together with many other individuals, whom she would later manage to escape with. She's secretive about her past, but otherwise described herself as a Lady.

I posted this oc in my art account here, but I figured I could use this alt to talk more about her :D

This is Phoebe, one of the many Breton characters I've made for TES. I use her whenever I wanna pair up with Kaidan for my playthroughs.

In my oc canon, her and my other ocs all travel together in one big group though. I'll be posting other OCs that are part of her lore too!

Lore bit:

She always loved the sea, it always had a calming and lulling effect on her when she gazed upon it.

But after being stuck at sea for weeks, at the bottom of a reeking, moldy, ship, the unwavering rocking of the waves had become torture.

She wondered what the pirates had planned for her - but that thought did not linger long. After some time, the vessel was sieged - some Thalmor had taken the crew and ship, and her with it.

Soon, she found herself a prisoner and study subject of the Thalmor, along with other such prisoners in similar or worse situations. A Nord, a Bosmer, and a red-eyed man, whom she would eventually work together with to fight the Thalmor soldiers and escape their prison.

Despite their situation in common, Phoebe revealed little about herself. A low noble title and an affinity for magic was all she confessed.

But most importantly, she told them, she cannot go back to Highrock anytime soon.

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