#With Blade and Shield in Hand [ic: agthux]

[soullessdragonheart]

soullessdragonheart asked:

"This has GOT to be the first Dwemer ruin I've been in this month that WASN'T infested with bandits..." Ahead of the Breton in a large room was an Argonian, wearing armor the likes of which hadn't been seen anywhere but on corpses from the Second Era... he didn't seem to notice her approach however. He seemed a bit more preoccupied in examining the ancient dwarven devices long left to collect dust.

@mage-of-markarth​ from here [x]:

“That would be because I cleared them out last week. They haven’t dared come back yet.”

She’d decided to announce her presence, not wanting to get skewered by the oddly armored argonian examining the artifacts she’s been looking for for days, her hands drifting to her blades just in case.

“That’s some awfully old fashioned armor, how did you get in here without me noticing? Who are you? Or should I be asking when did you come from?”

She was wary, she’d had enough bad encounters in ruins to know better than to get within stabbing range, the scars beneath her robes proved that, wanting to keep him at a safe difference to let her cast if need be.

The distance was a good idea, because the minute she spoke, the Argonian practically jumped out of his skin, immediately moving to draw his blade and shield. Thankfully however, this simply seemed to be reflex, as her distance, combined with her making no sudden moves would result in a shaky sigh of relief.

He’d then sheath his weapon, clutching his chest as though his heart had just attempted to burst through it.

“S-sorry about that... I’m sure you know how it is with ruins and ne’er do wells...” he extenuates, taking another shaky breath.

Standing up a bit straighter, his head tilts at the barrage of questions. The Argonian rubs the sides of his face, trying to get his thoughts in a row before answering the woman.

“I, actually got in through another entrance... from below, actually. As for when I’m from... Second Era, 583. Agthux the Firebreather, Champion of the Ebonheart Pact, and hopelessly lost adventurer, at your service.”

Agthux’s expression seemed to relax as he explained... almost as if he was grateful that the Breton seemed to be open to the idea of him being from another time. One could only imagine how many people asked about the make of his armor...

#With Blade and Shield in Hand [ic: agthux] #Displaced in Time [verse: skyrim] #// tfw youre just relieved someones asking the right questions first

[bad-dragonknight]

Continued from here [ x ]

@mage-of-markarth:

She was pretty sure her cheeks had begun to match the red of his scales as they’d both gone quiet, unable to meet the others gaze even as she couldn’t help but grin at the thought she’d beaten him, vaguely startled by his words as she sat straddling his hips to pin him in place, leaned forward to grip his hands to make sure he couldn’t restart the poke war.

“I... I uh, yeah hadn’t thought about that, what do you think is a suitable prize hmmm?”

He couldn’t help but give a breathless chuckle. While he wasn’t one to make assumptions, he could see that she was nearly as red as he was, and averting her gaze to a similar extent. And, while he would’ve expected a playful joke in response, she seemed to be stumbling over her words as well...

Unfortunately for his brain cells, the first thing to enter his mind was how pretty Aelith was...

“I uh... well...” he shuts his eyes, face reddening. “...Mmmaybe I could make you dinner...?”

His voice slowly lilts to an octave higher than usual, to the point of a slight, flustered squeak. His eyes are still clamped shut.

“...I-I dunno, what do you think...?”

#With Blade and Shield in Hand [ic: agthux] #Displaced in Time [verse: skyrim] #// ODIFASODIF with pretty friends come a complete lack of braincells when flustered by them lmao #// also i hope you dont mind i moved the thread ^u^

[soullessdragonheart]

soullessdragonheart asked [ here ]:

There's an Argonian, leaning back in his chair at the inn. His choice in armor seems to be getting funny looks... Other patrons mutter something about a "history nut". Another quietly speculates the possibility of this strange Argonian being dropped out of an Oblivion Gate. All the while, the lizard in question simply continues to strum at his lute, disregarding the rabble, singing a strange song about some event called "the Planemeld".

@bluehaired-tales​:

All of a sudden the doors would swing open and stepping into the inn was a rather unusual sight. An Imperial, but a hooded one that seemed to carry an ebony sword.

As well as something in a little sack, but perhaps it was wise not to ask about the contents.

The woman watched as the Argonian played his song, already noting the unusual armor.

But she didn't make a sound until he would finish. After all, it was impolite to interrupt.

As the Imperial entered, the strangely dressed Argonian would be just finishing his song. His gaze would follow as she approached, nodding a silent ‘thank you’ as he sung.

“The Planemeld is nigh, the Planemeld is night, as Molag Bal commands...”

“...The Planemeld is nigh, the Planemeld is nigh, our doom is now at hand.”

The stranger would strum the final chord to the song on his lute, setting it down on the table in front of him before picking up the tankard of mead next to it. The chair lands back on all fours as he does so, and he takes a drink before addressing the newcomer.

“...Thank you for actually waiting to talk to me, unlike the rest of these superstitious s’wits...” he half-grumbles. He leans forward to adjust his tail in the seat.

“Judging by the looks of you, I take it you’re an adventurer as well.” His eyes do a once-over of her gear, his gaze lingering on the sack for a moment. If he had questions about it however, he didn’t display any outward curiosity. Just as well, knowing the kinds of trophies he was occasionally hired to obtain.

“So, is there anything you needed my assistance for?”

#With Blade and Shield in Hand [ic: agthux] #Displaced in Time [verse: skyrim] #// agthux vc: ''betting a thousand gold she's gonna ask about the armor.''

[soullessdragonheart]

Continued from here [ x ]

@roxylalonde-stri-lalone:

She smiles back at him, giving a friendly little wave as she makes her way to stand a few feet away from him. “Oh! I don’t need help, at least not assistance. But I was wondering if you would be my travelling companion, at least for a bit?”

The Argonian grins, before nodding in agreement.

“I wouldn’t mind in the slightest! Name’s Agthux, by the way... it’s nice to meet ya, friend!” he steps closer to the girl, ready to take off when she was ready. Thankfully, he was free for the time being... no world-ending threat breathing down his neck. Which meant he was able to do what he loved to do most. And that was to explore Tamriel and meet new people. 

And this encounter held the best of both worlds!

#With Blade and Shield in Hand [ic: agthux] #Hero of Coldharbour [verse: main]

[soullessdragonheart]

@bluehaired-tales​:

soullessdragonheart asked:

"Did... you hear about what happened near Markarth the other day? Y'know... on Molag Bal's summoning day?" He is of course, referring to the Molag Bal cultists summoning a Dark Anchor... and his involvement at bringing it to a crashing halt.

“There isn’t a soul who hasn’t heard of it. Why do you ask?”

As odd of a circumstance as it was, it was one that the mercenary was more than happy to accompany the Argonian with.

He nods, brow furrowing as he turns to look out over the horizon.

“Well... stopping things like that was a regular occurrence in my time... and it’s been a long time since then.”

He turns back to the Imperial, expression grim.

“Everything I’ve heard since showing up in this time seems to indicate that the Amulet of Kings is missing. And without it... the Lord of Lies is free to attempt another Planemeld.”

#With Blade and Shield in Hand [ic: agthux] #Displaced in Time [verse: skyrim]

[bad-dragonknight]

((HAVE A VERSE SPECIFIC SAUCY PIC :D))

Don’t mind Agthux popping up from his own swim, coughing and sputtering despite also having gills, upon witness of her specific choice in swimwear.

“I-I...” Another round of coughing... “W-wow...”

#With Blade and Shield in Hand [ic: agthux] #Displaced in Time [verse: skyrim] #// 4 MONTHS LATE VFGSJIFHGLSDFJKHG #submission

[soullessdragonheart]

💞 ;D

Hearts for Cute Lizards

He’s just gonna freeze for a few moments at such a concession. A few memories from the past Evening Star play on repeat in the Argonian’s mind, a single eye twitching, just once, as pieces begin to fit together in his mind...

“Gods, they were fucking FLIRTING WITH ME--”

#// D E D #cosmicnexus #With Blade and Shield in Hand [ic: agthux] #Hero of Coldharbour [verse: main]

[soullessdragonheart]

"I think you're definitely handsome, I've no shame in saying so."

Hearts for Cute Lizards

“What shame is there to express that you find someone attractive, anyway?” he questions rhetorically, a coy grin tugging at the corners of his mouth.

“I know I certainly wouldn’t complain if you ever decided to kick my ass.”

He punctuates this remark with a playful wink.

#With Blade and Shield in Hand [ic: agthux] #Displaced in Time [verse: skyrim] #// of note: if you're friends with agthux and he finds u attractive he will not hesitate to express such xD #the-expatriate

[bad-dragonknight]

Continued from here: [ x ]

@the-knicker-drawer:

"Someone who's clearly been watching and.. looking at things through a certain lens. I mean, not that it's the worst thing I've seen. I've seen a lot, as I'm sure you have.."

There's a cheeky little giggle from the Imperial, a knowing glance.

"Although they did omit a few things, I can't speak for yourself but.. they missed a few things on my end. But hey, it's definitely food for thought.."

The smirk played on her pink lips.

"Not that I mind you discovering what they missed."

She winked then, wondering how Agthux would take it.

Her remark about “seeing a lot” and of the author “omitting things” would go unacknowledged, as he’d pull out a canteen, pointedly guzzling the water within as though suddenly parched.

Though, with her final comment, he’d end up inhaling the contents by sheer accident, immediately falling into a coughing fit, feeling his face warm even further, as he slowly calms down. Eventually, he’d wipe his mouth, but be no less coherent, as he stammers out what could probably be mistaken for a sentence spoken by someone having an entire stroke.

“You’re... you’re saying... implying... naked... for me...? I...”

Needless to say, this was one case where he unfortunately, could not blissfully misinterpret the intent of such a statement. And that meant he was now covering his face, as though a blush could even be visible on his face.

The one thing to question would be whether she takes it a step further and melts the poor idiot’s brain, or not.

#With Blade and Shield in Hand [ic: agthux] #Displaced in Time [verse: skyrim] #// AND THIS KILLS THE MAN DFUGHFDIGH

[soullessdragonheart]

@blue-feathered-dragon​:

-Fiora was asleep within her lake when she sensed a presence coming towards it. Her eyes snapped open, shifting into her full draconian bird form as she rose up out of the water. She narrowed her eyes down at the dragonborn as she let out a low growl. Her blue feathered wings would spread out to make her appear more menacing, raising the crest on her head as well.-

Who dares to approach my lake?! This is a sacred area and I shall not let anyone bring harm to it!

The exhausted lizard is immediately on guard, weapons drawn and shield raised, not that it did much other than display just how worn down the warrior was. Even where he stood, it looked as though he was struggling to keep his shield raised as he stared down the overprotective dragon.

“Is taking a soak after being ragdolled around by demons all day considered bringing harm to it?”

A curious specimen. He didn’t seem to fear death. Funny how dying does that to you.

#With Blade and Shield in Hand [ic: agthux] #Sword for Hire [verse: fandomless] #// i poke u *pokes*

[bad-dragonknight]

Continued from here [ x ]

@dio-nice-ass:

They shift so they're sitting upright laughing at the confusion evident on the argonian's face.

This happens a lot for them so they learned to take most things in stride, often they ended up in unexpected places due to their heritage. It was like a pull that led them, normally it took them to parties so ending up in an empty house had been a bit strange but they figured they would get comfortable and wait for one to show up.

"Well I suppose that's fair, I wasn't really planning on intruding, sometimes I just show up places." They shrug and continue on "If I'm not welcome I can always leave"

They say last bit with a smirk as they continue to eat the grapes and make heavy eye contact. They had been sitting here for a time and we're quite curious if this argonian is what pulled them here.

His head tilts at the other’s words, and the notion that they just sorta showed up. The Argonian steps up to the small little alcove that housed the four thrones, sitting down right in front of the satyr. Looking up at them, he couldn’t help but wonder whether they just wandered around looking for a good time...

“...Well, if you showed up here, then clearly there must me a reason... though showing up while everyone else is gone is certainly interesting timing...”

He notes their smirk, and finds himself pondering what their game is. His tail flicks back and forth as amber eyes search the other for any hint of what motivated them.

“...And I’m a bit too curious about what that reason might be to have you leave just yet, ‘your majesty’,” he snarks, a comment about their current position in sitting on his throne. A smirk of his own tugs at the corner of his mouth.

#With Blade and Shield in Hand [ic: agthux] #Hero of Coldharbour [verse: main] #// you're more than fine! take all the time you need with threads n stuff. and dont let anyone push you around!

[soullessdragonheart]

Who Simps for Lizards?

“From the amount of people that flirt with me on the regular, unfortunately I can believe it...”

#With Blade and Shield in Hand [ic: agthux] #Play Ragnar the Red! [memes] #// AHAHAHAHAHAHA

[soullessdragonheart]

“Excuse me, sir. Might I inquire about you and your scaly demeanor? Do tell, what name do you give your species and what land do you call home?” The strangest human woman would waltz her way towards the Argonian with a gentle smile and a deceptively innocent aura around her. What was strange was the large insect wings adorning her back which poked through carefully crafted holes cut into a black dress. It was clear she wasn’t exactly human, but something else.

Understandably, the Dragonknight would be taken aback by the woman’s questions and appearance... While there were some rather unorthodox human races, such as the metallic skinned Kothringi, none to his knowledge bore such strange, insectoid wings. Considering her lack of knowledge as to his species and where they tend to come from, he felt as though he could rule out any Tamrielic race, as well as Daedra. He tilts his head at the girl, wary, but curious himself. His tail sways gently behind him as he responds.

“I suppose it couldn’t hurt... I’m known as Agthux the Firebreather. I’m an Argonian, hailing from the Rift, up north in Skyrim,” he informs her, taking careful note of any change in movement, facial expression or posture. While he was always fine with talking to strangers, most at least knew more than her...

“Though, most of my kind hail from Black Marsh, south of here. Though, your line of questioning leaves me with some of my own...”

He shifts his weight to one leg, careful to keep a hand away from the sword on his belt for... diplomacy reasons.

“Are you perhaps visiting from Akavir...? I’ve never seen someone with quite the um... anatomy you possess,” he inquires, gesturing toward her wings.

“Not to mention, and, I promise you, I mean no disrespect... you’d be hard-pressed to find even the most isolated tribe of inbred goblins that doesn’t recognize an Argonian, or at least know where they come from...”

#ask-echo-and-marissa #With Blade and Shield in Hand [ic: agthux] #Hero of Coldharbour [verse: main]

[soullessdragonheart]

“Farewell, To all the earthly remains... No burdens... No further debts to be paid...  

Atlas, Can rest his weary bones. The weight of the world, All falls away In time... 

Goodbye, To all the plans that we made... No contracts... I’m free to do as I may. 

No hunger, No sleep except to dream. Mild and warm... Safe from all harm... Calm... 

Good riddance, To all the thieves; To all the fools that stifled me! They’ve come and gone, And passed me by... Good riddance to all... 

Farewell, To all the earthly remains. No burdens, No further debts to be paid. 

Atlas, Can rest his weary bones. The weight of the world... All falls away, In time...”

#With Blade and Shield in Hand [ic: agthux] #Displaced in Time [verse: skyrim] #Idle Wandering [idle post] #Soulless Wanderer [open] #// why yes he is missing his friends from the second era thank u v much

[soullessdragonheart]

“Back in my day, the Stormcloak clan was a poweful symbol of unity, and Nordic acceptance of other cultures. Not these whiny, spoiled milk drinkers who get their breeches in a bunch over one single Divine, and think that’s a good excuse to call me a slur.”

#With Blade and Shield in Hand [ic: agthux] #Displaced in Time [verse: skyrim] #Soulless Wanderer [open] #// he spitting them facts fuighdoifusg #// agthux vc: alduin did nothing wrong

[bad-dragonknight]

🌶

What Does the Spicy Lizard Find Spicy?

“It’s just... really nice to see someone take such immense joy in exploring the unknown. And I may just do what comes naturally to me, but you’ve got so much power in you, I wouldn’t be surprised if you told me you learned the Arcane Arts from House Telvanni themselves...”

He coughs just a bit from nerves, with a sheepish grin.

“I guess it could be boiled down to the duality of your warmth and beauty, alongside your clear capabability to kick my tail six ways from Sundas...”

#With Blade and Shield in Hand [ic: agthux] #Displaced in Time [verse: skyrim] #// these are turning out so much more wholesome than i expected xD #mage-of-markarth