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    Morrowind A sketch of an ashlander wise woman and her guar

    A sketch of an ashlander wise woman and her guar

    Posted: 14 Dec 2019 02:00 PM PST

    The Construction of Akulakhan

    Posted: 15 Dec 2019 12:24 AM PST

    Quama Worker [Alexey Monzhaley]

    Posted: 14 Dec 2019 06:31 AM PST

    Pretty much.

    Posted: 15 Dec 2019 01:49 AM PST

    Lusty Argonian Maid Audiobook

    Posted: 14 Dec 2019 09:29 PM PST

    Modified a grass texture to fit in with the watercolor mod :)

    Posted: 14 Dec 2019 04:53 PM PST

    The steps to achieving CHIM.

    Posted: 14 Dec 2019 03:27 PM PST

    Stand up, there you go

    Posted: 15 Dec 2019 12:30 AM PST

    You were dreaming, whats your name?

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    Now this is the most Vivec cat I've seen

    Posted: 14 Dec 2019 10:24 AM PST

    Elder Scrolls Noir

    Posted: 14 Dec 2019 02:43 AM PST

    Morrowind serial killer roleplay guide

    Posted: 14 Dec 2019 09:24 AM PST

    Morrowind serial killer roleplay guide

    This one gives opprtunity to immerse into something really dark.

    This character is modelled based on several serial Soviet maniacs:
    Andrey Chikatilo murdered over 50 in forests. Anatoly Slivko tortured, filmed and murdered 7 schoolboys in his warehouse. Both were rapists, fetishists and perverts. Both were active for decades, being careful and lucky to stay uncaught. Both were sentenced to death.

    Character creation:

    Dunmer Male (native race, as orc or nord would be too noticeable)
    Birthsign: Lover (high agility and paralyze spell)
    Attributes: Personality, Luck (his victims trust him and he luckily avoids guards)
    Major skills: speech, blunt, h2h, short blade, illusion
    Minor skills: light armor, unarmored, mercantile, axe, mysticism

    Items:

    Wears common clothes with leather boots and leather pants.
    Has sload soap and leather gloves in his backpack.
    Has Enchanted amulet to command humanoids.

    Weapons:

    Spiked Club enchanted to Absorb Stamina on strike.
    Iron Dagger enchanted to Blind on strike.
    Iron Axe enchanted to Heal on strike (to make enemies suffer longer).

    Gameplay suggestions:

    Walk roads and kill lonely strangers.

    Live in Ald-Ruhn. Command people to follow you into your basement and kill them downstairs.

    Strip bodies, put clothes in a chest, put shoes on a shelf in a strict order to worship.

    Avoid guards with calm/invisibility.

    The goal is to kill all travelling pilgrims.

    The goal is to kill all farmers near Suran

    The goal is to kill all commoners in Ald-ruhn, Caldera and Balmora.

    When you feel its time to stop, lock yourself in Redoran prison cell and take slow poison.

    ​

    \"I did not need to look for them. Every step I took, they were there.\"

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    The Measure of a Life (Elder Scrolls Fan-Fic)

    Posted: 14 Dec 2019 02:01 PM PST

    The Measure of a Life

    By Merano Dalobar, Magistrate-Judge of Falkreath and Survivor of the Red Year

    ​

    Everybody spends their life in search of answers—of purpose—and most people will never find that purpose, no matter how much their heart longs for it. So they slip into quiet resignation and substitute their own hypothesized purpose for what their actual purpose is or should have been, because a life lived without some semblance of meaning is no life at all, which is why I find myself laughing the bitter laugh of a man who everything, yet nothing, but I do not shed tears, because I have realized the error of my ways and nothing can take that from me. I have lived in a way that most will never and as I sit here knowing the Spider comes for me with her fangs dripping, I feel no fear, for I have finally found my peace after all of these years.

    ​

    I was but a child when the Red Year came and our lives were ripped apart. I remember hearing my mother cry into the night as my father left in the night to join his Redoran brothers at the Battle of Ald'ruhn. That was the last time I heard my father's voice and I used to ask myself why? Why did he go when he knew he'd never come back? Why did he abandon us? I hated him. I hated him for so long and I hated him more than I thought I could hate anyone, but as I sit here pondering my own life, I come to understand why he did what he did even though he knew it was suicide. He did it for the reason we all do things: The Pursuit of Purpose. He wasn't a good fighter by any stretch and in fact, he was Redoran by birth, not by having earned his place within the House, but that did not make him any less willing to lay down his life alongside his brothers as he did in that great battle. I didn't understand why. I couldn't. But I do now. His life up until that point had just been his own substitution for what his life should've been: a wife, a son—a family. But that's not what his life was meant for and he knew it. He knew he was meant to be a warrior even though he was perhaps the mediocre warrior I'd ever met and that's why he did it. He did it because he wasn't fulfilled—he wasn't actualized by his life as a husband and father, so he abandoned us to lay down his life to finally make the peace with himself that he never could before.

    ​

    You see, it doesn't matter what we try to substitute as our 'purpose', because it will never provide us the fulfillment that our truth will and that's why so many people march to the grave with a weight upon their souls. They denied themselves happiness through their hubris in choosing to abandon their truth for what it is easy. My father for instance, he was meant to be a warrior, to die a warrior's death long before he met my mother or sired me, but he denied himself that destiny and as a result, he spent his life in a state of anhedonia until he marched into the darkness never to be seen again to fulfill the destiny he knew he should've years ago. It was perhaps the only time in my life I saw my father truly feel—anything. He would have quiet moments of satisfaction and pride as I grew, but in each of those moments was a pain that ate at him like a cancer, because in his heart, he knew that his family was a prison to him and that so long as he put them first, he could never truly be free to be the man he was meant to be. But he stayed in his cell for so long until the pain ate through his sense of obligation to us and it was only then that he found the prison he had been stuck in for so long had been unlocked the entire time and that was when he left for the final time.

    ​

    As I said, I hated him for such a long time. I hated that he abandoned us. I hated that he chose his 'honor' over us. I hated everything he was, but now? Now I pity him and I must confess that I myself made the same mistake he did: I denied my destiny just as he did, but just as he did, I finally am free of the prison of my own design. Our prisons were so different, but at the same time, so very alike. We both fell into things we didn't want, because we didn't know how to pursue what we truly did want.

    ​

    He built a family and I built a career and we both hated the things we created, because they were constant reminders of our clipped wings and that we and we alone were responsible for our wings being clipped. It doesn't matter though, because he eventually flew free and I now await my own freedom. I never really knew what my purpose was until a few weeks prior when I was confronted by a man whose son I had cast judgment and sentenced to the block. He blubbered in my arms about his son and how he had proof of his son's innocence. And he did indeed give me the proof. His son had indeed been framed and I had signed his death warrant and that was the moment when I realized my purpose, just as my father realized his.

    ​

    My father was meant to be a warrior and to die a warrior's death.

    ​

    I thought I was meant to be an agent of justice, but I realize that in my zeal to do what is righteous, I have warped the very thing I devoted my life to. You see, my father built a family because he couldn't cope with the fact that he'd never truly be the warrior he always envisioned he should've been and as a result, he was a failure both as a father and as a warrior. I devoted myself to the study of Law, because I wanted to see justice—I wanted to see the wicked punished and now I realize that my pursuit of justice has never truly been just—it has been vengeful, it has been cruel, it has been sadistic and now I realize what it was I was meant to be: I was meant to be a better man than I am. I was meant to be kind. To be compassionate. To hold love in my heart. And instead, I have become anything but, and that is why I laugh the laugh I do at myself, because I have failed and for one who has failed as hard as I have, there is no redemption—there is no atonement—but there is still freedom on the horizon. It is not the freedom my father knew, for he walked out of his prison alive, but it is freedom from it all the same. I do not know when, I do not know how, but I do know that I've performed the Sacrament and they will come for me as they come for all who are targeted by it and I sit here, laughing my laugh, because I know that soon—I'll be free.

    ​

    Finally free.

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    Mod that makes the game harder once you get midgame/20???

    Posted: 14 Dec 2019 07:03 AM PST

    Like... I've hardly done anything. I've done about half the Mage's Guild and Fighters Guild and I'm already level 13 and almost everything just dies in half a second.

    I don't want scaling. That's one reason Morrowind is so good. I don't want fuckin bandits in daedric armor or super tough Scamps or unnatural enemies spawning in the world. I want the game to take me to challenging places and face me with challenging foes that make sense.

    Is there anything like that out there?

    Thanks

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    What is it your favorite Morrowind character build?

    Posted: 14 Dec 2019 04:55 AM PST

    Mine it's Archer. How about you?

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    Is there anyway to transfer a Morrowind save file from PC to an Xbox One?

    Posted: 14 Dec 2019 09:07 AM PST

    It would be a vanilla morrowind save file of course no mods, just curious if this is possible

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    Anos-Seloth's Repentance For Your Sins - Hair Shirts.

    Posted: 14 Dec 2019 06:26 AM PST

    Enchanting and alchemy skill experience

    Posted: 14 Dec 2019 08:07 AM PST

    How is exp calculated for enchanting an item and brewing potions? Is it like spells where the magnitude and requirements do not matter?

    Like a classical approach to leveling spell schools is to make a easy spell and just spam it everywhere you go.

    In a similar way, would just enchanting a paper with an easy enchantment with chance 100 give the same exp as a constant effect enchant with a chance of 2? Same question for potions.

    submitted by /u/Howdoyouspellit
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