#dragonfire mod save me

[dragonbma]

Hooded dragon and hooded man. What could go wrong?

[ilikeyoshi]

drops them in here. skyrim oc brainrot is real

anyway this is miriam free-winter, nord dragonborn, and cambria mede iv, imperial princess. :) because the knight/princess flavor of lesbians is FUN dammit.

miriam was orphaned in windhelm as a child and eventually adopted by brunwulf free-winter. she soaked up all the stories about brunwulf being a hero because he fought for ulfric stormcloak during the great war, and now she wants to follow in those footsteps by serving the stormcloaks, which if u know brunwulf as a character, has led to a lot of tension between him and his daughter.

despite her political allegiances, miriam is really sympathetic to the non-men peoples of skyrim, and her anger is focused on factions over people, like the empire and the thalmor. a lot of her journey involves dismantling these ideas she has in her head about who ulfric and the stormcloaks really are, and coming to the same realizations brunwulf did. but uh, she starts off with some very flawed ideas about the war, that's for sure!

cambria mede, fourth of her name, is the granddaughter of the current imperial emperor, titus mede ii. she is, to say the absolute least, a total troublemaker of a princess. having grown up surrounded by people that condemn skyrim for its resistance to empirical rule (and the many bad things that come from it), cambria starts on a different path, wanting to experience skyrim and its plight firsthand and figure out what they really need and how to provide it.

thus, she declares she's going to skyrim for a relative's wedding in solitude—a perfect excuse to get into the province and investigate—only to get caught right in the middle of the helgen incident. cambria survives and is rescued by riverwood villagers, and while she withholds her true identity from them, she immediately knows skyrim is about to be in far worse trouble than it already is with a dragon of all things on the loose, and her priorities shift accordingly.

miriam eventually meets cambria in riverwood, having been sent by the stormcloaks to investigate weird rumors about helgen shortly after the incident. by now, cambria has freshened up on Skyrim Folklore, and with half a prophecy already fulfilled with the dragons' return, she sees no reason not to believe the other half of the prophecy will soon reveal itself—the dragonborn. miriam stands out to her because of a surprising resistance to dragonfire, and suspecting her, cambria requests her help investigating the nearby bleak falls barrow, explaining that the ancient nords might still have documentation of some sort that can help skyrim against the dragons.

what she's really after, and what miriam soon learns, is proof she's dragonborn—and of course, cambria finds it when miriam is able to learn the word of power buried in the barrow. :)

as always, i named my skyrim ocs after fonts, because my first skyrim oc was named thusly and it's a fun tradition to keep up! i really wanted to more strongly incorporate the civil war than i normally do in playthroughs too, because it's such an integral part of the story, but one i tend to disregard because neither option is very good lol. instead of that being a deterrent this time though, i decided to explore it—i wanted characters who had various reasons for the choices they made, and to see how those choices change as they learn and grow. skyrim as a story isn't nuanced enough to pick a Truly Good Option at the end of all this, and i haven't found a mod that promises much better (though i haven't started that questline in my current playthrough yet, so if you have suggestions PUHLEEEEASE hit me up!!!!), but that's what Imagination and Putting My Fingers In My Ears is for.

anyway, as u can see they are my world-saving lesbians of the week. <3 i am rotating them in the microwave that is my brain at terminal velocity.

picrew credits! [1-2] [3] [4]

[nientedenada]

The Time Martin Septim Turned Invisible

I get really into role-playing my game, and it was time to escort Martin to the Imperial City to light the Dragonfires. I’d played Oblivion years ago so I knew the poor guy was doomed, doomed, doomed, and I decided to take our final trip together very seriously and formally. No fast travel: we would ride together all the way to the Imperial City, even though I hadn’t bothered to download a mod to make horse-riding practical. Martin would have a farewell guard: me and my companion Vilja and our wolf, Wolfgang.

It was supposed to be a melancholy, bittersweet farewell. It got ridiculous quickly. Thanks to Bethseda’s bugs (and the Vilja mod). I ended up with tears literally streaming down my face from laughing so hard.

To set the stage, here’s our crew reassembling after the millionth time we lost Martin. By this time, a grizzly bear had already killed my horse. I’m the Dunmer stealth archer in the middle. The Adoring Fan suddenly showed up half way between Bruma and the Imperial City to be our torchbearer.

The journey down from the mountains was one mishap after another, but not ridiculously buggy. I got used to Martin charging skeevers and yelling “Fight fire with fire” (no fire in sight), my horse got eaten by the bear, Martin’s AI went wacky and he’d just wander away with no warning. 

The road leads us to Aleswell, a small village I hadn’t visited yet. Out of curiosity, I called a halt and went into the inn with my retinue. No one’s there, then a voice informs me that everyone in this town has been turned invisible by a local mage.

Ok, it’s a side quest. I’ll do it later, sounds fun. We leave the inn and WHERE’S MARTIN?

I go back into the inn. He’s not there. I run up and down the road, no Martin. Fast travel around, still no Martin. I’m supposed to be getting the Emperor of Tamriel to the Imperial City to light the dragonfires and save the world from Mehrunes Dagon and I’ve lost the Emperor.

Until I literally RUN INTO HIM. 

Yes, Martin Septim is now invisible.

The game has decided that he’s one of those invisible villagers: solid logic. And he won’t leave the village either, ruining my plan of just bringing Chancellor Ocato an invisible Emperor. I try a lot of ways of solving Martin’s invisible-villager mid-life crisis. He won’t talk to me, I can’t move him, spells cast on him don’t work, he doesn’t react to me punching his invisible bulk.

At last I decide to steal his horse and ride off into the distance. He didn’t like that so he reappeared. Problem solved.

Wait, why is the horse floating sideways up the hill while Martin looks sorrowfully at me, “Farewell, I am going to a better place.”

Martin’s horse is demonically possessed from this point on. It mostly floats backwards. If I’m walking away from it, Martin tries to ride after me, but it’s one jerk forward, two jerks back. The horse is flailing and Martin won’t get off or talk to me anymore.

Desperately, I kill the demonic floating horse to get Martin back on the ground. Martin’s had enough. He pulls out his sword and runs after me “FOR AKATOSH!”

“By the gods there’s a psychopath on the loose!” shouts the Adoring Fan.

I and the Adoring Fan run away. My companion Vilja and my wolf dog fight Martin. Since everyone is set as essential, it goes till Martin is lying unconscious on the side of the road. Then we all run away to hide in a ditch.

Group shot as Martin returns to consciousness.

Martin and dead horse in background. I’m the archer crouched in the bushes. Vilja in the Crusader armour is healing me from the holes Martin made in me. The Adoring Fan hesitantly returns to the scene of the crime. My wolf runs away.

Martin apparently suffered amnesia. We’re all friends again.

We did get to the Imperial City eventually, after Martin’s long hunt for every damn mudcrab under the bridge, and when Captain Steffan greeted me inside, having apparently ridden from Bruma by himself and leaving me to deliver Martin, I felt like punching him in the face. 

And thus was my Champion of Cyrodiil driven insane before she ever set foot in the Shivering Isles to mantle Sheogorath.