#madesi

[elavoria]

tesinktober2022 prompt 18: craft

Jewelry-making materials for Madesi.

[dalamusrex]

Jewelry with legendary Argonian craftsmanship!

[nerevar-quote-and-star]

Brand-Shei: *gets framed for stealing Madesi's ring*

Brynjolf: Enjoy prison!

[radplaidtacofan]

Yeah, a few.

[omgkalyppso]

[dawns-beauty]

Would you really steal such a lovely lizard's ring??

Not the best screenshots, but I was really excited for how Madesi turned out, he's so fancy

[gortrash]

Am I the only one who purposefully fails Brynjolf’s very first task of planting Madesi’s ring on Brand-Shei. Like. You want me to put that man out of business permanently? And for why?? Absolutely not, you slimy bastard.

[saxhleel]

If Madesi has a million fans I’m one of them

If Madesi has 5 fans I’m one of them

If Madesi has 1 fan that one is me

If Madesi has no fans I’m no longer alive

If the world is against Madesi. I’m against the entire world

Till’ my last breath, I’ll love Madesi

[beckiboos]

Calliope- Right here's the plan. So while Brynjolf, Luci and Kai cause a distraction

Calliope- And Tally keeps watch

Calliope- I'm gonna steal Madesi's ring from his stall

Calliope- Plant the ring on Brand Shei

Calliope- Impress the gorgeous thief, then later we-

Taliesin- Then at some point he'll tell you the information we need to find ESBERN right?

Calliope- Ohhhhhh. Right. I forgot about him...

[oblivions-dawn]

𝐖𝐲𝐧𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐰𝐞; 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐆𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐝

─[✦]─ ❝ɪ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅɴ’ᴛ ᴘᴏssɪʙʟʏ ᴘᴀss ᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴘᴘᴏʀᴛᴜɴɪᴛʏ ᴛᴏ sᴇᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ғᴀɪʟ.❞ ─[✦]─

Age: 26-29 Pronouns: She/Her Gender: Female Sexuality: Polyamorous Pansexual Height: 6'2 Birthsign: The Tower Race: Altmer Class: Charmer/Whip-Thrasher Alliances: Thieves Guild of Riften Family: Sivrien - Father [alive]; Joriael - Mother [alive]; Elindil - Brother [alive]; Lyathel - Sister [alive]; Finnien - Brother [alive]; Rulve - Sister [alive] Love Interests: Karliah [romantic]; Sapphire [romantic/sexual]; Vex & Svana [previous]; Brynjolf [business]

For lore and extras, please peruse under the cut below!

𝐋𝐨𝐫𝐞;

Wynn was the third child born to an upper class family in Lillandril, who were rich due to their shipbuilding business. As a middle child, she was often overlooked by her parents and overshadowed by her older, more successful siblings. She had a cousin that she often played--and got into trouble--with. At a young age she had a tendency to steal jewellery from extended family members, a habit that she perfected over the years. Eventually, her mother tried to set her up with a high-ranking Thalmor Justicar, and Wynn realised that her previously enjoyed freedom was in jeopardy. In secret, she had a ship built and hired a crew, then took to the seas to become a pirate--and to live the free life she so desired. After many years sailing the ocean, Wynn was caught and jailed in Windhelm. Her first mate rescued her, only to inform her that her ship had been destroyed and her crew had disbanded. Disheartened by this news, Wynn went to Riften in search of refuge. After Wynn worked in Haelga's Bunkhouse for some months, her underhanded thieving had grabbed the attention of Brynjolf after Haelga complained. Now Wynn happily steals on behalf of the Thieves Guild--and gets paid for it, too.

𝐄𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐬;

❂ Wynnarwe makes an appearance in my sequel fanfiction, Breathless, in Chapter 6, The Gathering Storm, and Chapter 7, A Delicate Extraction. ❂ Her full name is Wynnarwe Elsinael ‘len Joriael Taena Anaelion ‘ata Sivrien Kaenoril Ranimare ‘cal Camahl-Thramire. ❂ Wynn had a brief love affair with Svana Fair-Shield, which earned her extreme disapproval from Haelga. Despite that, she still, occasionally, visited Svana--until the auburn informed Wynn that she and Ingun had unexpectedly become an item. ❂ She also slept with Brynjolf. For business reasons, of course. ❂ She typically uses her whip or whatever is on hand in the moment to fight if she has no other choice. This has led her to use silverware and even a stick in previous situations. ❂ Wynn owns a manor in Riften that has secret access to Shadowfoot Sanctum, which grants her a more discreet and direct entry into The Ragged Flagon. ❂ During discussions with Nocturnal, Wynn offered herself up as a consort rather than a guardian of the Skeleton Key after she dies. To everyone's surprise, the Daedric Prince found this amusing, and agreed. ❂ Wynn's flower crown has gold kanet flowers, juniper berries, and redwort flowers. ❂ She's ambidextrous--and incredibly proud of this fact. ❂ Wynn's eyes are akin to jaspilites. ❂ She's gone through the most character changes. She was originally blonde, then brunette, then blonde again. She also used to be named Aerwynn. ❂ She had a drink with Sanguine once. Although it was supposed to be A Night to Remember, she doesn't remember much at all--only the headache of a quest that followed. ❂ After Sapphire gifted her with a gem of the same name, Wynnarwe had Madesi craft an earring with it, which she wears all the time.

For information on other OCs, you can find them under Senu's Skyrim OCs! If you'd like to see fanart of Wynnarwe, browse her tag on my blog!

[ziyapasa-01]

TC ANAYASASI 153 MADDESI NEDİR ???

Anayasa'nın 153. madesi

“Anayasa Mahkemesinin almış olduğu tüm kararlar,

yasama,

yürütme ve

yargı organlarını,

idare makamlarını,

gerçek ve tüzel kişileri

B A Ğ L A R.”

....Not: AYM kararları eleştirilebilir, ancak YARGITAY'in veya bir başka mahkemenin "Ben AYM'nin kararlarına uymuyorum deme YETKİSI, İMTİYAZI ve LÜKSÜ yoktur

[ervona]

Brand-Shei for the character asks? :D

MY LAD... <3

My first impression another victim of our questing... I totally framed him on my first playthrough as I was playing an evil character. but I did feel bad

My impression now my buddy :) he's one of my fave npcs in the game I even had him marry my Merry though I've been having second thoughts about where I want to take their characters but I still like them together

Favorite thing about that character he's... realistic? idk how to phrase it but he's just a guy, just living his life and trying to keep his head down but he's still afforded an interiority that npcs like this often aren't given in games, because their role is just that. so he feels like a character unlike most npcs of Skyrim at least to me and he just has an endearing personality

Least favorite thing his quest and timeline is kinda poorly thought out and caused so much headaches to me to the point that I rewrote quite a bit of it

Favorite line/scene

(While Madesi remains skeptical, Brand-Shei will decide that Falmerblood Elixir may be a good investment, and chooses between a few random lines:) Brand-Shei: "I can't afford to get one, but can I afford not to?"

Favorite interaction that character has with another

Shadr: "Brand-Shei, did you hear about Helgen? It's... it's gone! A dragon burned it to the ground!" Brand-Shei: "Yes, I heard. I think all of Skyrim knows by now." Shadr: "Do you... do you think that could happen here? I mean, could a dragon come here and burn the city down?" Brand-Shei: "I don't know. All we can do is hope the Eight will favor us and have these creatures stay far away from Riften."

interesting because he said the Eight... why? he probably grew up with an argonian religion (Sithis and Hist) so what's the story here

A character that I wish that character would interact with more

MADESI... they don't even have regular banter like with some other npcs... I just want to know what their relationship is like beyond the scene where he's framed. also any reason to recommend this fic as among other things it expands these two and other Riften people...

Another character from another fandom that reminds me of that character genuinely Bloom from Winx Club

A headcanon about that character my take on his quest is basically a big headcanon so yeah. he left Black Marsh with some of his relatives during the Umbriel Crisis, he balanced trying to find work and trying to find anything about where he came from... he'd lost most of his family after all and he would outlive the rest. it's not a good time for him, depressed, he doesn't have much to do but try and find some purpose... around decades into this period he meets Merry and they start searching together. she feels strongly about it, she also wants to know more about her past but she'll settle for helping others. in that is how I'd resolve his quest earlier, because the canon timeline feels off... it's one of those moments (multiple) where the game acts like events of the past century or two were much more recent. that's my take

A song that reminds of that character

An unpopular opinion about that character I don't think he'd have a magical Winx arc so to speak... to be fair I don't value the Telvanni as a group or institution at all but even if I did I know he wouldn't fit in with his personality as is, if he went to find distant relatives and get into the world of sorcery, he'd leave a tad disappointed at least if not completely changed for the worse. that's another thing I want to address in a fic if I get to it so yeah... finding answers to where he came from is wonderful but would it be a good ending for him to take up the noble heir position? hmm

Favorite picture I like this one where I edited his face a tad and recruited him as a follower for Merry... unfortunately I lost this save and preset but I can just do it again, I only gave him a bigger nose and smp hair :)

[dawns-beauty]

Children of the Hist - Riften Argonian NPCs

First, Madesi's nicer screenshot

Wujeeta, using a custom Oblivion-inspired horns

Talen-Jei, sporting a feathery style similar to a certain 2nd Era Argoninan

Keerava, with some fancy new bling and horns. I didn't change her actual face/colors much because she's my favorite design from the vanilla game.

From-Deepest-Fathoms, now a bit more Morrowind

[wellthebardsdead]

*Secrets Part 1*

———

Henwen: *face and body covered in heavy robes as he walks into Riften a few days after rescuing Kaidan and climbing to high hrothgar to speak with the grey beards*

Kaidan: You don’t seem to keen on heading to get the war horn. We’re a long way from morthal.

Henwen: *sighs and looks up at him* look at me Kaidan. You saw how poorly I fight. Unless it’s a bear or a troll I’m useless… How am I meant to be the dragonborn if I can’t fight beyond using a spear?… Besides, I’m running low on coin after you drank the inn out of its ale. We stay here for tonight and I try to earn us some money.

Kaidan: I said I was sorry didn’t I? And you’re not useless you just need some training. And if all else fails that’s what I’m for, it’s my job to protect you.

Henwen: You shouldn’t have to protect me though… *sighs and walks ahead a little only to jump in fright as a large brute of a man snarls at him from the shadows*

Maul: Hey! I don’t know you. You in riften looking for trouble?

Henwen: I- no I’m j-just here for work.

Maul: *pushes off the post he was leaning on to get a closer look and try to see under the elf’s hood* Work huh? What’s a shifty looking guy like you do for w- *immediately backs up as Kaidan steps forward*

Kaidan: Ay! Asshole! *grabs Henwen gently but firmly as he tucks him behind his body to keep him shielded* This one. Is under MY protection and I will seperate your head from your body faster than you can blink! If you, interfere, with us.

Maul: *visibly intimidated by the giant warrior* easy there big guy- I don’t want any trouble. *backs away and walks off*

Kaidan: *grunts at him as he leaves before looking back at Henwen* You alright?

Henwen: y-yeah. Just, caught off guard…

Kaidan: You best learn to keep it up… Especially around this place…

Henwen: aye… *walks ahead and into the tavern*

*a few hours later*

Henwen: *finished playing his lyre and singing for the lunch time crowd as they began to filter out and return to work, only to spot a handsome and well dressed man staring at him by the door* … *Nervously looks away and tucks his earnings into his concealed pocket*

???: All of skyrims songbirds are certainly envious of your voice, lad.

Henwen: *spins around and nearly jumps out of his skin seeing the man leaning against the wall next to him now* I-!?

???: I take it by how lite in the pockets you are that you’re looking for work yeah? I have an opportunity available right now suited for someone with your, nimble fingers. *gestures to the lyre in his hands*

Henwen: *stupidly thinks hes offering a music gig* oh? It depends if there’s coin involved.

???: heh, do this right, and there’ll be more gold in it for you then you could ever imagine. The names Brynjolf by the way. Follow me, I’ll show you what needs doing.

*A few moments later*

Henwen: *staring at the stolen ring in his hand, blood boiling as he looks at the poor unsuspecting dunmer he’s supposed to plant it on* … *disappears into the crowd downing an invisibility potion as he goes* trick me into trying to get an innocent person imprisoned, I’ll teach you a lesson you prick… *creeps up to Brynjolf and slips the ring into his pocket before hurrying away and reappearing, giving the red headed thief the signal of a job done*

Brynjolf: *nods and smirks thinking things are finally going right as he watches the guards accost and harass the dunmer into turning out his pockets… only to look concerned and confused as said pockets come out empty* what?…

Henwen: *suddenly points at Brynjolf* HELP! THIEF!!! HE STOLE FROM THE ARGONIAN JEWELLER!!

Brynjolf: *face a mix of shock and rage* I?! Exu- how dare you accuse me of something like that?!

Madesi: he what- don’t be ridiculous how could he o- *freezes seeing his strongbox missing the ring* I- GUARDS!

The guards: *secretly thieves too, now looking very nervous as they walk over to Brynjolf and turn out his pockets revealing the ring* Erm? Yep, there. There it is…

Henwen: *yoinks it from their hand and glares at Brynjolf, his smug little grin hidden behind his cowl as he walks off and returns the ring to the argonian* I saw him grab it when the crowd disbursed.

Madesi: *takes the ring back and gladly hands him a bag of gold* Thank you so much. I knew he had ties to the guild but they really must be desperate to pull a stunt like that. *watches as the guards lead Bryn off supposedly to jail, and the look on his face as he glares at the shrouded snow elf* You best watch your back though now… I have a feeling he’s not going to let this go easily…

Henwen: *looks back at Bryn meeting his gaze one more time* I think you’re right…

*That evening*

Henwen: *playing and singing for the tavern again. Watching Kaidan get drunker and drunker with concern, but staring at the numerous shady figures around the inn with even greater concern as they all stare back at him* Thank you all! I’m going to take a short break-

Drunkard: oiii you can’t stop now you haven’t played Ragnar the red yet!

Patron: yes he did you twit you made him sing it twice!

The tavern: *erupts with laughter and chatter as they turn their attention away from the bard, everyone except the shady figures*

Henwen: … *walks over to Kaidan quietly and hands him the money he earned* Ere, I’m going to go have a piss, don’t get too pissed while I’m out, we’re leaving early in the morning remember?

Kaidan: Aye, I remember, don’t you be getting into -*hiccups* trouble now, alright? Riftens dangerous at night.

Henwen: I know. I’ll be careful… *smiles nervously at him before walking outside, and slowly moving around to the back of the inn as if he’s casually off to do his business, only to be met face to face with Brynjolf, dressed openly in thieves guild armour, flanked by two other thieves* shit.

Brynjolf: I’m impressed lad… it’s one thing to plant a ring on some unsuspecting fool. It’s another thing to plant one in the pocket of a seasoned thief… You’ve more than proven your worth to the guild, and can’t let you slip out of our grasp now can we? Especially since you owe us a debt now.

Henwen: I owe you nothing… *backs up, reaching for his spear only to be grabbed by two rough hands from behind, one on his throat, the other on his wrist* Gaghh!! *grabs at the hand on his throat, clawing at it violently only making it squeeze tighter*

Brynjolf: Don’t damage him Dirge, he owes us a lot for making us look like a bunch of fools today… *slowly moves forward grabbing at fabric concealing the elf’s identity* and he can make his first payment by showing us what he’s hid- *goes quiet as the bloodied point of a blade stops seconds from meeting his eye*

Kaidan: Let him go. Or I’m taking your friends other arm too…

Dirge: … *slowly looks down to see his arm had been sliced completely off* … *looks at Brynjolf* …Ow… *wobbles a little before letting go of Henwen and blacking out*

[saxhleel]

I'm curious, how do you feel about a specific argonian in riften? I have the feeling you would like him but I'm unsure...

I love love love Madesi and the deep admiration for his Argonian heritage. He appreciates their resilience and unity, seeing them as a symbol of strength and adaptability.

This admiration is so evident in his conversations, where he celebrates the rich culture and history of his people, often expressing a desire to honor their traditions through his work and interactions. Madesi embodies so well the spirit of the Saxhleel, reminding others of the beauty and depth of their shared identity.

Every encounter with him feels so gentle and kind, with a warming sense of belonging that fills my heart with joy.