#elder scrolls OC

[motherhenna]

I've always wanted to do a "Pieta"-esque piece, and figured my Skyrim OCs would be a good vehicle to do it! Scene takes place shortly after the final Alduin fight, at the throat of the world: Vakna (dragonborn) doing her best to keep her Falmer lover, Sivasei conscious while imploring Odahviing to take them back to Whiterun.

[armisteadrevellion]

Journey Through the West Weald

Just my Hero of Kvatch traveling through the wilderness with Martin on their way to Weynon Priory 🫶

[areggos-art-dump]

trend that I'm not late to at all

[laaskrin]

Uptdated Dimma's ref sheet, i really wasn't happy with her previous outfit.

The redesign costs her a leg though. Good thing Aicantar knows a thing or two about dwemer tech.

[igorlevchenko-blog]

Elder Scrolls: Portrait of dunmer sorceress holding a Star Tooth.

—Cyrodiil. Year unknown. Star Teeth are magic crystals said to be able to counter Shadow Magic. Her vestments are of eclectic style—combining elements of dunmer, cyrodilic and redguard fashion. The brooch on her turban is a stylized head of a nix hound.

[muiri-noir]

Commission for SedrisaOmalen

[jenivere2]

babygurl

[yamikuruku]

Meow meow meow

[changelingsandothernonsense]

As druhad edur bahrdruhad. The sleeper is awake. Words familiar, sentences he’d seen scrawled in his own blood before him dozens of times. Phrases on his tongue, itching at his fingertips. He brushed back some of the dust. Obsessively tracing the lettering with his fingertips. Whispering the phrase over and over. A mantra. A sharp sensation against his palm. The ink was fresh, the words restored. He whispered them to himself as he continued, having at some point dropped his other gauntlet and glove in the ash behind him. His pack was discarded alongside them. Contents spilled across the chamber. His vision began to tunnel as he continued to trace circles in the dust. “He speaks to us through our waking dreams,” he heard himself chant. His vision started to blur and distort. He began to feel lightheaded. His palm stung and a metallic scent hung in the air, sharp as he traced another circle in the dust. Scarlet over burgundy. Every word renewed. The pounding in his head began to intensify as the screaming became deafening. Submit and he will show you mercy.  “ – and the dust is blown away.”

Arkanis

Finally finished this scene from a fic I did in October. I keep coming back to Kogoruhn and corprus fuckery as a concept. Have Joshi in distress. Oh I managed to draw him in (almost) full armour- yay!

[23daemon]

Here is my werewolf lore post. It is a mix of canon Elder Scrolls lore + my own headcanon/additions. I’ve developed it over the course of 3-ish years for my Dragonborn’s story.

The design for Hircine is also my own creation. This is also a basic overview, lots of this stuff has more development. But I needed to make the text legible,

[laerija]

These two are Aeliana (short "Ellie") and Erevan; Erevan is my boyfriends oc and Ellie is my oc :] Both from The Elder Scrolls: Skyrim and we enjoy shipping the hell out of them

[motherhenna]

Since the illustration of my TES oc, Vakna featuring Hircine popped off, I decided to finally design her werewolf form. She's already 6'5" as a human, so you know her Beast Mode version is gigantic lol

Still, I wanted to find a balance between "intimidating monster" and "can actually be kind of huggable when not snarling and rampaging", hence the inclusion of the spots on her nose and her pink toe beans

[armisteadrevellion]

Hopping on this bandwagon with my Nerevarine 🌙⭐️

((It’s not exactly a mirror but we’re just going to ignore that))

[areggos-art-dump]

good witches festival to you all <3

[this-should-do]

keep stringing your bow fool, you can admire the forest later, youve got hunting to do

[igorlevchenko-blog]

Elder Scrolls: Portrait of an Argonian Swordsman.

—Saxhleel warrior had plumage of aquamarine effulgence that visually bled into face tattooing of similarly lurid colour. But it was the longsword of tarnished metal that held my attention for it was a weapon of unmistakably Daedric origin, and the eye-shaped jewel, embedded in its guard, was seemingly spying those around it. Suddenly I recalled where I had seen such blades and knew at once the sword was made from madness ore!