#madesi skyrim

[omgkalyppso]

[predninja]

I got told to draw Madesi, so now there's a whole ass sketchpage, including this shot xD

Whole page is here on patreon

[radplaidtacofan]

Yeah, a few.

[akaviri-dovah]

I LOVE MY LIZARD HUSBAND RAAAAAAAHHHHHHH

ahem, excuse my outburst- Marshes is such a sweet guy, best husband in the game imo. I was glad I chose him after I cried from the realisation that I couldn't have Taralka marry another Khajiit. we can never have enough Argonians... like why can't we marry Madesi? he's the next sweetest of Argonian boys, and deserves better than sleeping in a sewer... there aren't even mods that let you give him a better life. why?! ah well at least I can write about it in my fics...

also, 8 Dunmer (equal split between guys and girls) and 5 Orcs (3 guys, 2 girls)... WE JUST NEED MORE NONHUMANS IN GENERAL AAAAA-

I have no idea if I've posted this here before but. the truth

[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!

[wellthebardsdead]

*Secrets Part 1*

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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*

[trashcan-in-space]

ohohohoo interesting someone voted for madesi! good taste. i'd have married him if he was marriable...but anyway, treebeard in the lead, things are getting exciting here!

[skyrim-said-that]

Is it too late to suggest candidates for the Skyrim sexyman tournament? because it's criminal that madesi isn't listed AND HERE'S WHY: he's nice, I'm p sure he lives in the sewer, and he's a lizard

Babe I’m not the one running it and also it’s for sure too late lmao, sorry!

[selfshipping-shapeshifter]

❥.⋆↜My F/os↝⋆.★

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Bolded character names are the more main f/os, italicized names are secondary f/os, and unedited names are the ones I don’t think about as often

Red names are the f/os who are on my mind the most at the moment or are my current hyperfixation, if I remember to edit it-

I'm in the process of making selfship tags for all my f/os (if you have any ideas then please let me know because I'm stuck) :3

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A Monster in Paris:

Emile

❀♡❀♡❀♡❀♡❀

Beetlejuice:

Beetlejuice (tag: beetleblood 🪲❤🩸)

Delores

❀♡❀♡❀♡❀♡❀

Bendy and the Ink Machine/Bendy and the Dark Revival:

Bendy

Sammy Lawrence

Twisted Alice Angel

❀♡❀♡❀♡❀♡❀

Call of Duty Zombies:

Edward Richtofen (both Primis and Ultimis)

❀♡❀♡❀♡❀♡❀

Cuphead:

Chef Saltbaker

King Dice

The Devil

Werner Werman

❀♡❀♡❀♡❀♡❀

Danganronpa:

Teruteru Hanamura

Hifumi Yamada

Ryoma Hoshi

❀♡❀♡❀♡❀♡❀

Detroit Become Human:

Connor

❀♡❀♡❀♡❀♡❀

Edward Scissorhands:

Edward

❀♡❀♡❀♡❀♡❀

Fallout 4:

Nick Valentine

Hancock

Jack Cabot

Kent Connolly

❀♡❀♡❀♡❀♡❀

Five Nights at Freddy’s:

Funtime Freddy

Molten Freddy

Sun/Moon/Eclipse

Monty (tag: 🐊💚🪛)

Glamrock Chica

Glamrock Freddy

Springtrap (specifically Roger Stanford aka the one from Springtrap and Delilah)

❀♡❀♡❀♡❀♡❀

Gavril:

Gavril

❀♡❀♡❀♡❀♡❀

Gravity Falls:

Stanley Pines (tag: 🎱❤🌌

Stanford Pines (tag: ✒❤📜)

❀♡❀♡❀♡❀♡❀

Grounded:

Dr. Wendell Tully

❀♡❀♡❀♡❀♡❀

Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss:

Baxter (tag: 🧪💙🦇)

Sir Pentious (tag: snake bites🐍💛🦇)

Lucifer (tag: apple blood 🍎❤🩸)

Adam (tag: 🎸💛🩸)

Husk

Vox (tag: 📺💙🦇)

Stolas?

Blitz?

Fizzarolli?

Asmodeus?

❀♡❀♡❀♡❀♡❀

Homegrown Pet:

Hector

❀♡❀♡❀♡❀♡❀

Inside Out:

Anxiety (tag: 🍵🧡🥀)

❀♡❀♡❀♡❀♡❀

John Doe Game:

John Doe

❀♡❀♡❀♡❀♡❀

Lurking for Love:

Jacob

❀♡❀♡❀♡❀♡❀

Phantom of the Opera (2004):

Erik, the Phantom

❀♡❀♡❀♡❀♡❀

Portal 2:

Wheatley

GLaDOS

❀♡❀♡❀♡❀♡❀

Puss in Boots The Last Wish:

Death

Goldilocks

❀♡❀♡❀♡❀♡❀

Red Shoes and the Seven Dwarfs:

Prince Average (tag: 👑❤⚔)

❀♡❀♡❀♡❀♡❀

Scrutinized:

Tanner Grayton

❀♡❀♡❀♡❀♡❀

Skyrim:

Inigo (tag: 🏹💙🌌)

Lucien Flavious

Kaidan

Auri

Miraak

Cicero

Madesi

❀♡❀♡❀♡❀♡❀

Spooky Month:

Bob Velseb

❀♡❀♡❀♡❀♡❀

Super Mario Bros Movie:

Bowser

❀♡❀♡❀♡❀♡❀

Team Fortress 2:

Medic (tag: 💉❤🩸)

❀♡❀♡❀♡❀♡❀

The Bad Guys:

Mr. Wolf

❀♡❀♡❀♡❀♡❀

The Great Mouse Detective:

Basil

❀♡❀♡❀♡❀♡❀

The Groom of Gallagher Mansion:

Elias (tag: 👻💙💍)

❀♡❀♡❀♡❀♡❀

The Hunger Games:

Finnick Odair

❀♡❀♡❀♡❀♡❀

Trapped With Jester:

Jester

❀♡❀♡❀♡❀♡❀

Undertale/Deltarune:

Rouxls Kaard (tag: 🪱💙🦋)

Mettaton (tag: star-crossed lovers ✨💗🎬)

Sans (tag: 💀💙🌭)

Jevil

Papyrus (tag: 💀🧡🍝)

Alphys (tag: 🧪💛🥼)

Undyne (tag: 🗡💙🔥)

King of Spades

Swatch

Muffet

Spamton

❀♡❀♡❀♡❀♡❀

Your Boyfriend:

Peter

❀♡❀♡❀♡❀♡❀

My Ocs:

Klaus Hendrix

Rosaline Beam

Damien Sanguine

Tyrilon Lennox

Leo Finnegan

River Montoya

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These are all romantic f/os btw

This list will update every time I get a new f/o if I remember-, which is quite often

Also, I’m completely fine with sharing my f/os with others and I completely understand if some people are uncomfortable sharing f/os! I don’t really want any jokes about “stealing my f/o” or anything like that

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[maysoulrose]

The Thief and The Moon chapter 2

The Thief and The Moon chapter 2

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Allustria slid the ingredients she purchased from Elgrim off the counter and into her pack.  Not wanting her hair to get in the way of her experimenting, she tucked it all up into her hood. She also covered her nose with a scarf to avoid breathing the fumes. Grabbing the mortar and pestle in the corner, she smushed away at all the ingredient combinations she could do. 

Thinking to herself that she’d have to ask Ingun about her recently discovered poisons. The girl had talked her ear off about her own alchemy experiments as soon as Allustria had entered the shop, barely even introducing herself. 

The elf was new to this alchemy thing and didn't really know where to start. So she just picked a couple flowers and leaves, put them together, and waited to see what happened. Once she was out of ingredients, she thanked Elgrim, slung her pack over her shoulder and headed out. Down the dock, across the bridge, and up the stairs. 

The air here was thick and humid. It was nice compared to the bitter wind and ice that covered most of Skyrim. It allowed her to wear a more breathable outfit. Figuring she should visit the market and see what this town has to offer, she crossed the bridge over the canal and passed the inn.  Remembering to pull back her hood and remove her mask so she could actually breathe. A comfortable breeze fluffed her soft, lengthy silver strands. It felt nice. 

She noticed that the entrance to the market was blocked by a man with red hair who happened to be looking her over. He was decently good looking, a strong jaw, and a bit of a crooked nose. Something felt different about him compared to the other men that she’s come across.  All that she’d bothered to interact with had simply been a toy to take to bed when arriving in a new town. Something was.. intriguing about this one. Curious about what he had to say to her, she approached him. 

The moment he opened his mouth and she heard his voice and experienced his charisma, her stomach filled with butterflies.  She decided right then and there that she needed to know everything about him.

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Allustria rubbed a couple of septims together that had just been in her pouch.

"The ratway, eh?" Her eyes dropped to the beggar sitting cross-legged a few steps from where she stood. 

"Where's the entrance?" Knowing full well that the old lady had listened in to their entire conversation. The woman directed her, down by the canal way, on the opposite end of the alchemy shop. Allustria thanked her by tossing her the coins she had been holding. 

Upon entering the sewers, the elf took her time following the damp stone walls. Overhearing a couple of men conversing, she dropped to a crouch and got her dagger ready. She carefully rounded the corner. Once they came into view, she waited patiently for the closer one to turn his back to her. Snapping into the opportune moment, she impaled her knife into his neck, twirled around him before he fell, yanked it out and plunged it into the other man’s chest before he even realized what had happened. Her hair swirled around her like wisps and softly fell once her momentum ceased. 

Allustria wiped the blade off on the chest of her second kill before sheathing it. Hidden inside her arm cuffs. She exhaled a deep breath, pinched the bit of coin they had, and tiptoed on her way. A few skeevers later, she found a locked gate. Shuffling in her pack that was slung over her back, she grabbed a lockpick and stuck it in the mechanism.  Madesi’s strongbox was decently easy, but this door consumed about a dozen of these picks.

“Aaaaaaaaagh.” she kicked the door with her toe in frustration before trying again. 

 “Finally!” she threw her head back and rolled her eyes. Just beyond the door was a beautifully sunlit area with ferns and butterflies, along with an axe lodged in a stump, and a circle of directions to choose from. She picked the one that had a faint clatter of mugs and murmurs. Peeking around the corner she spots a couple sewer dwellers lying within. 

Attempting to have a swift kill like the last, she snuck up to the woman, raises her dagger held hand, and plunges it down toward her collar bone. But she’s blocked by the blade of the other one who was sitting across the table. Jumping back, Allustria pulls out a second dagger. The two scramble away from their meal and ready their weapons. 

“Look who decided to join the party!” one of them chimes. Allustria darts her eyes between them as they approach her. The one on the right swings down a blade, Allustria blocks it with one dagger and impales them under their attacking arm. The lunge forward allowed her to dodge the blade of the other’s attack, but got the full weight of the hilt onto her back. She coughs at the brute force, hands on the ground, and barely is able to roll to the side, narrowly avoiding the greatsword crashing down into the stones. Allustria kicks with full force, and sweeps the woman’s legs out from under her, cracking the back of her skull to the ground.  The dark elf jumps onto her, straddles her stomach, and slits her throat before she has the chance to attack again. Blood sprays up onto Allustria’s chest and face. She spits in response; Smearing it off as best she can.

"Ugh! Disgusting." Grabbing at her tongue, trying desperately to remove the few droplets that made their way into her mouth. 

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"I'm telling you! This one's different." Brynjolf is sitting at the bar, telling Vekel and Vex about his most recent recruit.

"Come on now. How many poor saps have you convinced to come down here in the past month? None of them have even made it through that door!" The bartender gestures toward the entrance.

“You haven’t met her though! There’s something special about her.”

Vex and Vekel give each other a knowing stare, then look just past Brynjolf’s shoulder. 

“I bet She’s on her way right now!” Brynjolf slides off the barstool and turns with determination to check the entrance. “WOAH!!” He abruptly stops himself to avoid smacking right into the Dunmer herself. Slightly bent over and clutching his chest, 

"Speak of the dremora and here she is" he whispers.

chapter end

cool I'm just going to upload a chapter every once in awhile. They're pretty short, but get longer as they go.

also trying out this new post editor thingy. wut

chapter 1 | chapter 2 | chapter 3 | chapter 4 | chapter 5

read it on the fanfiction site

[theshippingcorner]

oh sorry!! if you've seen her, Khayla would be nice!

Oh man I had to look up who you meant, I know her just didn't know her name! She's an obscure Khajiit for sure but I can def do that! Given the Themes of Skyrim I'm going to make you readers the Dragonborn for this since there wasn't anything to suggest anything else <3

You'd met Khayla several times on your travels, and spoken to her just about every time you came by the Caravans to buy something...it was awfully unfair, that Khajiit weren't allowed into the cities, but then people couldn't Deny the Dragonborn the right to bring whoever they pleased into the city right? It started as just a single night in Markarth, a nice Date at The Silver-Blood Inn with the caravan Guard, but after that night you'd both gotten quite attached and with some permission from Ri'saad and the arrangements to hire a new guard...well Khayla came along with you!

Adventuring together, showing the lovely Khajiit the sights she hadn't been allowed to see from outside the walls of the cities...it was a break, a nice change of pace from playing the hero. You showed her the Blue Palace in Solitude, took her to Falkreath to see the beautiful forests, spent time at Dragon Bridge looking over the impressive architecture...and eventually you ended up in Riften! You split from Kayla for a short time, allowing her to look around Riften, see the sights, and enjoy the flowers.

You yourself though...you stopped by the temple of Mara! You'd already done every task you'd been asked to do, of course you had, it was just a matter of sitting down and speaking with Dinya who of course was surprised to see the Dragonborn back in the temple after so long.

"It pleases me to see you again Dragonborn, what brings you to the Temple of Mara? You seem Troubled."

You hesitated but gave the Dunmer a weary smile, of course a Priestess would be able to tell.

"I've been traveling with a Khajiit I met at one of the Caravans, she's lovely and strong, and I'm sure she must like me."

The Dunmer smiled warmly and put a hand on your shoulder, nodding

"Then what is the problem? If you love her and you've come here what would stop you from asking her to marry you?"

You sat back a moment to really think, well a lot of things.

"I'm the Dragonborn, things can get dangerous on my adventures and she's seen that. I know she's more than capable of understanding and handling herself but what happens when we have a family and she has to watch over them? What happens when I don't return from a trip or-"

The Dunmer softly tutted at you and directed your attention to the statue of Mara, smiling.

"You say these things as if you haven't seen for yourself how strong the power of love is, Dragonborn. You reunited lost spirits in the name of Mara and yet you worry that you would not find her again in Sovengarde? Trust your heart and do what you think is best, I know you will always make the right choice."

She rose from her spot beside you and stepped away to tend to the temple leaving you with your thoughts, she was right though...you knew the power of Mara and of love. There was a reason why the temple of Mara was where so many came to be wed.

Content with your thoughts and the answers you had come to find, you stood and left the temple, smiling softly at Khayla who was in the market admiring the wares at Madesis stall. She always had a sparkle in her eye seeing new things and speaking with new people, her tail swaying as she held a lovely silver sapphire ring in her hands. You headed over happily, looking over her shoulder at the Argonian contently.

"How many Septims for the ring~?"

Khalyas ears flicked rapidly as she perked up, looking at you quickly

"Oh! You do not need to buy the Ring my love it is quite alright~"

The way she purred as she smiled at you melted your heart as you kissed her on the head softly, laughing a bit.

"Nonsense, you like the ring don't you? Besides you deserve to be spoilt...speaking of which we can head to Solitude again soon yeah~?"

She nodded softly, happily staying by your side as you paid Madesi for the ring, spending at least a bit more time with Khayla in Riften before taking to the road again with her, fiddling with the amulet of Mara you had when she wasn't quite looking...

As you walked she talked about back home in Elsweyr, and her travels with the Caravans...the admiration in her voice when she spoke of home was how you hoped she would speak of your adventures together over the past couple of years to your children should she accept you.

Eventually when you finally did make your way back to Solitude, you made sure to take her to Radiant Rainments, despite the rude staff it was hard to deny the fact they made brilliant clothes. You had the septims to afford it anyhow, so you made sure you got a nice outfit for yourself and for Kaylah to wear while you took her around the City once more.

After some time though as the sun began to set and the moons rose into the sky she hugged your arm with a soft hum, looking up at the stars.

"Could I ask why you've brought Khayla to Solitude once more, my love~?"

You chuckled softly and pet her, it felt like as good a time as any so you took the time to fish out the Amulet of Mara you'd put on from underneath your clothes, showing it to her softly with a nervous hum,

"I'd been wanting to find the right time to ask you, I was worried about leaving you alone with all the danger I'm always in but I know even if fate takes me from you I will always find you again..."

She was surprised to see the Amulet but the sound of her deafening purrs gave you more an enough of an answer as she threw her arms around you and nuzzled her head into your face, smiling brightly at you as her tail swished behind her in the moonlight.

"It would be Khaylas honor to marry you, Dragonborn~"

[membracelet]

Madesi skyrim is not “just some guy” he’s my girlfriend. Do not touch him

[thedemocraticallyelectedovahkiin]

Joining the Thieves Guild

On the journey to Riften, nothing very exciting happened apart from a random encounter with the revelers (video is linked here) and being attacked by around sixteen wolves which led to contracting rockjoint.

Meeting Brynjolf and planting Madesi's Silver Ring on to Brand-Shei went off without a hitch and thus the difficult part of joining started. Getting past the enemies on the way to the Ragged Flagon while wearing no armor and only using flames and an iron dagger.

Which was fun.

But after eventually being able to just run past them the actual joining of the thieves guild and collecting of the debts was easy enough to complete.

During this two quests started themselves: the Grey cowl of Nocturnal upon entering Riften and a Soul Divided when reading the note attached to the door to the ratway

Now onto weapons and apparel collected

Weapons:

Ancient Nord bow - Iron greatsword - Iron battleaxe - Iron warhammer - Steel dagger - Steel sword - Steel mace - Iron war axe

Apparel:

Thieves guild hood (light) - Thieves guild armour (light) - Thieves guild gloves (light) - Thieves guild boots (light) - HIde shield (light) - Iron helmet (heavy) - Iron shield (heavy) - Necromancers robes (enchanted clothing) - Novice hood (enchanted clothing) - Mage hood (clothing) - Ragged robe (clothing) - Boots (clothing) - Amulet of Arkay (enchanted jewellery) - Silver ring (jewellwry)

[elavoria]

tesinktober2022 prompt 18: craft

Jewelry-making materials for Madesi.

[akaviri-dovah]

Third set of plushie characters is here! This time we have the love interests of my four player characters - all canon characters, though they may look a little different from what you may remember from the game as I’ve added my own little personal touches to make them more visually distinct.

People who don’t know, guess who’s in love with who... and people who do, happy imagining holding one in each hand and making them kiss :3

Part 1 - player characters Part 2 - sidekicks Part 3 - love interests (you are here)

[elderscrollsconfessions]

Confession: I wish I could marry Madesi (without use of console commands, thank the gods they work on him). He's so sweet, and deserves better than living in the Beggar's Row.