Here is Isa, who used to be called Major, and who likes lots of things and hate some others. Multi-fandom blog mostly... French. Old by Tumblr standards. Enter at your own risks !
Ever since they came upon Boethiah's altar, the Dragonborn had been acting strangely. Falsely. It was almost too late that they realized that the Daedric Prince was speaking to thir soul, leading them to the abyss of betrayal.
They have almost sacrificed the trusting Lydia, their thane, their unwavering support since the beginning. She had been narrowly saved and was staring, shocked, at her thane who had betrayed her.
“How could you?” Auri spat. "How could you even think about that? She is one of us!"
Kaidan just slapped them, his eyes filled with anger. The Dragonborn looked away, a tear rolling down their sore cheek. (105)
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27 . « Please don't go. »
He had his hand on this new Black Book, ready to open it. Lucien grabbed their wrist, his face betraying his concern.
“Please don’t go.”, he begged, his voice sharp with anguish. Lucien stared at the Dragonborn who seemed determined to open it. Lucien's blue eyes grew wet and bright. He added :
"This is a Daedric kingdom and its Prince is a devious being. There is no certainty that you will be able to return intact... Please..."
Lucien knew that, there would be no guarantee that Hermaeus Mora would not lock them away in his world, as he had done to Miraak before. (104)
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28 . Fight/Flight/Freeze
They saw some webs but they did not expect the monstrous size of the frostbite spider that descended on them. Inigo welcomed the sight of this spider with joy, ready to face the creature head-on. Nebarra's heart raced as he caught sight of the arachnid's menacing form. Under his helmet were hidden his features distorted by terror. His breathing had spontaneously stopped. His legs gave out, causing him to collapse to his knees. His hands shaking uncontrollably, unable to grab his sword or cast a ward. While the others attacked the threat, he remained frozen, unable to defend himself or even flee. (105)
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29 . Reluctant Caretaker
It was his turn on duty at Lucifer's bedside. Xelzaz was exhausted and needed to get some sleep. Reluctantly he sat at the injured man's bedside. The wound was badly infected and Lucifer was layig motionless, his breath shallow and labored, a feverish sheen coating his scales. Xelzaz had concocted a medicine for him which everyone hoped would work quickly. The Altmer sighed.
“And I’m the one being asked to babysit you, Lute.”
He placed a cloth soaked in cool water on the Argonian's forehead without much care.
“You better not die under my watch, now.”, he threatened. (100)
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30 . « We're out of time. »
As the Dragonborn and his companions moved deeper into the Dwemer ruin of Arkngthamz, sinister rumblings were heard. Remiel and Lucien, both fascinated by Dwemer complex mechanisms and architecture, had lingered to examine a particularly intriguing tonal mechanism. The ground trembled beneath their feet, creaks echoed through the halls and walls began to crumble here and there. Both were so absorbed that they had become oblivious of the imminent danger and deaf to the calls of their companions. It was only when they were forcibly taken away by the latter who shouted "We're out of time!", that they realized the danger of their situation. (105)
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So we passed through Karthspire Camp, and obviously we were greeted by the Forsworn welcoming committee... In the end, only this magician remained and she was the center of everyone's attention. And what had to happen happened: a big oaf threw ice spikes at his teammates who were blocking his view. 8D
Obviously, this was not taken too well by the latter.
And the troublemaker with the beautiful black hair suffered a nice beating from his comrades.
The problem is when people fail to recognize their mistakes and stop.
No, Tally, they're not going to kill you, just give you a good spanking for the naughty Mer that you are.
Taliesin. Tally. You're the one getting your ass kicked, here.
These Altmers are equally dramatic. They are as bad as the other.
Ouuuuuh, that's a good hit, Gore.
At the same time, when you see a guy with a barrel of alcohol on his back spontaneously catch fire and attack you, that's enough to freak you out!
Nebarra : Are you even an elf ?
Neb, this guy was part of the Thalmor. His lineage is impeccable.
Even in the heat of battle, Tally holds his tongue.
Taliesin seems to take curses less well than personal attacks.
No, in fact what he fears most is that someone will try to harm his beauty.
In the end, Nebarra definitely gained the upper hand over Taliesin who had to yield. The fight nevertheless exhausted Neb.
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........I said nothing. As soon as he regained some strength, Taliesin couldn't help but add fuel to the fire to continue their dispute.
And Nebarra is far from opposed to the escalation of violence between them.
Auri : Violence solves everything.
So, tired of their bickering, we left them alone. It’s up to them to manage like grown-ups.
They ended up following us, while fighting. The last time I turned around, Tally was pressed against the grass on the slope of the hill, Nebarra a few inches away from him, two ice spikes in his breast plate... (please angrily make out)
Enjoy some self indulgent whump. Like i said, i like tseng, i also like vincent....i ship them but this is just some whump because of the whole temple of ancients part