#king laloriaran dynar

[cosmicallium]

world's pointiest man

[yansurnummu]

A Variation of the Truth

Auredil knows how it feels to fall. He knows the vertigo of being at the top and looking down, how it feels to hit the ground.

Rating: Mature

Words: 26,000

Chapters: 7/7

Relationships: Prince Naemon/Vestige, King Laloriaran Dynar/Vestige, Vestige/OC

(CW: death (both temporary & permanent), substance abuse & addiction, depression & suicidal ideation)

Auredil smells like the sea. Not in a poetic way, Lindir muses, no; he smells like brine and sand and waterlogged wood, like washed-up kelp that's been drying too long in the sun. He's not unlike a sailor, soaked in seawater and whiskey and gods-know-what-else.

Lindir nods to himself, scribbles that down in the journal in front of him. A few feet away, he watches fiery hair hit the wood of the bar counter, fingers loosening around the tankard he once held, and he frowns.

Auredil is no sailor, Lindir knows, though he certainly drinks like one. He rolls a gold coin to Fatima, giving her an apologetic glance. Why he keeps paying Auredil's tab, he doesn't know. Maybe it's out of pity – or maybe he hopes to someday win his trust and solve his mysteries.

Or maybe he's just gone soft. It would be foolish to deny that under the sand and grime and poor coping mechanisms lies what could have once been a handsome High Elf; and it would be foolish to deny that he's a little bit interested.

And, Auredil’s nice to him, under the snark and deflection. He actually listens to his stories and poems with quiet interest, and laughs at his jokes when he’s drunk enough.

He's like seaglass, Lindir thinks; perhaps he was once a finely-crafted bottle, but now he's aged and corroded, dashed on the rocks and the waves until fragments are all that's left.

But there is something left. It may not be its purest form, or its most sculpted, but there's something beautiful about it nonetheless. He writes that down as well.

In quiet moments like this, Lindir wonders who Auredil used to be, when he sees small glimmers of the glass peek through. He wonders how far he's drifted, the shores he's washed up on. 

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[choccy-zefirka]

When creating my Lalo Sim in Sims 4, I ended up filling his house with more lamps than usual, first by accident, and then going OOOOH and realizing that this plays perfectly well into his trauma.

[zhaitansvisage]

King Dynar: -you have never disappointed me

Literally me and all my vestiges: 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

[soullessbullshit]

Laloriaran: Allow me to establish conversation. Gautier, what orchids can you name?

Darien: Oh, that’s easy! None.

[psychicduelistrbd]

Days 25-27 Ayleid, what better character to draw than king Lalorian

[littlegalerion]

Maybe it's a stretch, but I refuse to believe Leythen went into a normal afterlife, and not into Mephala's realm.

As a daedric worshiper, and a high ranking one, he absolutely had to have pledged his soul to his Mistress. Upon death, his soul was her's.

So not to be dramatic, but if my Vestige is considered a god-ancestor now, she is absolutely going to retrieve or barter for that soul.

Wait though... Laloriaran.... 😰

[ace-memelord]

me: trying to get a nice picture

cosmi: not on my watch

(revenge for this moment)

[daggerfall]

Cenafae 🤝 King Dynar

Warrior servants of Meridia who were locked in a ruin for thousands of years waiting to be called upon to be Meridia's Champion in times of darkness who also believe themselves to be the last elves of their kind

[cosmicallium]

Me playing through Coldharbour for the first time

[caliblorn]

/TESMERmay2022/ 25-27 may, AYLEID

King Laloriaran Dynar, trapped in the Lightless Cell. Meridia’s Light is his only hope...

[choccy-zefirka]

When you are the last king of the Ayleids, survive the Planemeld and fall in love with a half-Nord, half-Khajiit who has really embraced her Khajiiti side.

[saturniandragon]

I think King Laloriaran Dynar and Queen Ayrenn would get along really well.

[temenigrus]

i was honoured to fulfil another request recently for my dear friend @arduanatt of king laloriaran dynar & her beautiful vestige sunetra, of the fated chapel of light kiss !! 😳 i love them both,,, so much and was so happy to do this for her as they deserve the world 💓

— for more art and elder scrolls !! 🌱

[sheirukitriesfandom]

Laloriaran was one of the few people to give Gileth a hug.

He didn't know about Gileth's control-lacking pyromancy at that time and just wanted to console him during an anxiety attack because let's face it, having the fate of the world rest upon your shoulders is a ridiculous amount of pressure.

Gileth panicked but managed to control his powers in time.

He cried though.

[littlegalerion]

If I could mod ANYTHING into Skyrim, it would be Laloriaran's crown/helm.

I want it so bad for Sunnabela. It just fits. After for so long having to fight with himself if he should be upset he's Dragonborn - he sees it as a connection to Alessia, and as he is half ayleid that's quite the pickle- , then once he had accepted that, the BIG bomb being dropped on him that "well, you see, your father wasn't just an ayleid, he was kinda the Last Ayleid King" so now he felt like there was even more pressure.

I mean, he's the son of The Last Ayleid King and the Vestige - who also later helped with the Oblivion Crisis and the second death of Mannimarco-, the brother of two vampires who heavily influence Tamriel's political flow, brother to both a demigod and to a demiprince, and do I even mention grandfather Galerion?

That is a HEAVY LOAD he now carries on his shoulders, the only mortal among them now, and it seems his turn in the spotlight has come.

All Sunnabela wanted was to be a bard and travel. That's it. Maybe meet a woman, fall in love, and have a family, but that's as far as his ambitions went. Growing up around so much insanity made one crave something so "casual".

So just the idea of him coming to terms with his destiny, with who he is, taking the crown from his mother when it is offered to him, and him wearing it as he goes to face Alduin.... It's just PERFECT to me.

Laloriaran wasn't ashamed of what he was and died as an ayleid king saving the world.

His son learned to not be ashamed of who he was, and faced the World Eater.