#my tamriel now

[dawns-beauty]

Finished off the last RaceMenu presets I'll be releasing soon!

#lunar lattice tweaks #skyrim #skryim mods #my tamriel now #ohmes-raht #khajiit

[my-tamriel-now]

Howdy!

This is Skyrim modder allonsywisegirl/SassiestAssassin/@dawns-beauty 's mod release blog.

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Current Exclusive Releases:

Falmeroon SE Port (1.0) Mega

A few other ideas I might do:

Regal Assassin Armor - SE Port and Texture Refresh

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#my tamriel now

[strigital]

so a new yearly adventure 'bout to drop and half of the players are already simping for ithelia while another half is grieving her boring design. me? i'm more interested in the fact that zenimax gave us a lore-friendly way to make our own dardric prince ocs and uuuh lemme just grab a sketchbook real quick and cook up an opposite to mepahala and probably/possibly her twin whose sphere are energies of the afterlife, death and being the shepherd of the undead and the restless dead 👀 and maybe a babygirl of a dardric prince who is the opposite of hircine and oversees the wild beauty of natural world, shapeshifers, sentient trees and talking animals, and mysteries of wild magic and secrets of the untouched wilderness, who has the bottom half of a deer whereas hircine has a head of an elk🦌 ooh! maybe even some opposite to namira whose domain is beauty, poetry and all that is aesthetically pleasing and dreamy and nice who may look like one of those fairies with butterfly wings all over them 🧚‍♀️

anyways, feck the lore, i'm here to 100% milk herma mora's ability to just "conveniently hide" entire dardric princes outside of reality thus making any and all stupid little dardric blorbo ocs we make "technically lore-friendly"

#*scribbles down a sexyman and a babygirl* #hehe #but tbh i think this changes my own skyrim lore!!! #see the mentor of the last dragonborn was the last ayleid scholar whose entire immortal life was spent recording events on tamriel #and collecting a whole Librarium of books of his own writing that herma mora would reaaaally love to have #and so he just spent his whole existance chilling in a pocket realm of oblivion being hidden from herma mora #thats where he kept yollokmir too while they awaited for alduin to pop back into existence #since hurling the bitch forward in time was not a normal course of events he decided to intervene and help the last dragonborn #i SUPPOSED that him being under the wing of meridia made sence since before this damn cinematic dropped SHE was a supposed nemesis of herma #NOW it would seem that putting the boy into ithelia's side of the hood would make more sence since her domain os basically hidden stuff #mayhaps old man was at the moment of the spell being cast within her realm and thus avoided the amnesia? #I'll have to do some rewriting... #oh well... #*dreamily thinks about all the daedra prince ocs i can make now* #elder scrolls online #eso #zenimax #bethesda #daedra #daedric prince #the elder scrolls #tes v #tes 5 #skyrim #fanfic related #writing related #fanfic: Fronkriid #oc related #alasil the watcher

[choilacanth]

BG3 so far: one hour in character creation, picked up a cool sword from a cambion, then A-posed while falling out of the spaceship to dramatic music.

Anyway, this is Leonor, tempest cleric. Her shoulders are enough to carry everyone's suffering <3 Good luck finding Baldur's Gate?

(That said, I was very tempted to play Kardach and audibly gasped when I saw her.)

#I won't be posting too many screenshots #And my brain as of now is still very much stuck in tamriel #Bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #baldur's gate iii #leonor #I am also working on tesfest prompts and will probably continue my game when it is done

[whispers-of-masser]

Poor Form

✧ Nebarra x human!LDB, ft. Xelzaz & Khash ✧ Fluff, maybe angst (if you squint), slow-burn with tension; 2k+ word count ✧ Mentions of blood, (poorly written) fantasy violence ♫ "Ritual" - AWAY, Echos ✒ @dalishthunder come take responsibility for this

It was the grey hour when you woke, the quiet lull between full night and the oncoming dawn. From where you lay in the tent, the only sounds you could hear were the steady breaths of your companions, the breeze rustling by outside, and the lone call of a bird, faint and dim in the distance.

Slowly, you sat up, grimacing at your sore neck and shoulders – though you had long since grown accustomed to sleeping on the ground, that didn't mean you, or your body, appreciated it. You'd have to look into getting some bed cots instead. Until then, though...

At least we stay warm through the night. The oiled leather tent kept out most of the wind, and the beasts you'd felled along the journey had long since become the bedding everyone slept on.

A sudden snore drew your attention to where Khash lay, bundled in her sleeping bag beside you, red eyes shut tight and jaw slightly parted, her sharp little teeth on display. Across from her was Xelzaz, sleeping quietly on his side with his back turned towards you; you could just make out the lump of his tail beneath the blankets. And next to him...

...was an empty bed roll, the fur still fluffed, apparently untouched through the night.

Frowning, you pushed back the blankets, habitually reaching for your sword as you rose – just in case, always just in case – and, taking care not to wake Khash, crawled quietly out of the tent.

The morning had teeth. You felt it the moment you stepped outside, the cold biting into your bare arms, gnawing through the fabric of your tunic and raising goosebumps across your skin. Your breath plumed white amidst the grey, and the dirt underfoot was cold and hard; not even the morning dew had loosened it. You found yourself wanting retreat back into the tent and burrow under your furs once more, pulling them all the way over your head and falling asleep beneath their warmth. Any other morning, you might have done just that. But...

The empty, untouched bedroll.

You squinted into the mist, eyes searching, searching... there. A figure, seated on a rock several metres away, smudged and blurred in the gloom, but glinting a familiar gold.

As you lowered your sword, a sigh slipped from your lips, drawn from some strange mix of frustration, concern, and relief.

"...How long have you been out here, Nebarra?"

"Morning to you too, guar-face," the elf drawled, and though he didn't rise, his helmeted head turned towards you. A thin layer of condensation covered the metal, droplets falling at his movement; his bangs, escaping through the visor, were damp and plastered to his helm. "And all night, to answer your question. Somebody has to keep watch."

"Obviously. But you volunteered for the first shift last night." Frowning, you looked him up and down, not bothering to mask your concerned displeasure. "Why didn't you wake me or Xelzaz? We could have relieved you. We were supposed to relieve you."

"Oh yes, a human and a lizard! I'm certain I'd feel very safe with you two on watch. Your species' eyesight is so much better than an Altmer's, after all."

Your frown deepened, brow furrowing as you stared him down. It was too early in the morning for his snark.

Wordlessly, you brought up your sword and levelled it at his throat. "I can see that gap in your armor just fine. I could kill you right now – and the same goes for whatever may have come up on us in the night."

Nebarra gave a disdainful snort, gloved hand clamping down on your blade and giving a sharp tug. Unprepared, reflexes still sluggish from sleep, you stumbled a whole two steps forward before managing to check yourself.

"Poor form," the elf sneered. "You won't be killing anything like that."

Your nostrils flared, a dozen retorts surging to your lips, but you held them all in.

He's right, and you both know it.

"I wasn't ready", "I'm still waking up", "I wasn't serious" – excuses that could get you, and maybe the others, killed. How long had Nebarra seen this in you? Why was he only mentioning it now? Why hadn't you realised it on your own, that despite your confidence, your skills, your strength – you were still very much mortal? And when had that confidence become something more dangerous – arrogance?

"...What?" Nebarra asked suddenly, drawing you from your reverie. "You have that expression again. The one where you're about to do something stupid."

"Spar with me."

"Terrible idea, absolu... wait. What?"

"Spar with me," you repeated, staring into the black of his visor. "I'm getting rusty, fighting nothing but bandits and mindless undead. This just proved it."

Nebarra was silent for a beat, his head tilting to the side. Something about the motion reminded you of a bird; the eagle-shaped helm only added to the effect. You waited patiently for his answer, wondering what exactly he had to consider –

Metal, arcing toward your sword arm.

You barely managed a dodge and a weak parry with the flat of your blade – you'd been holding it low, unready. Stupid, stupid, stupid.

Clearly, Nebarra was done thinking – the two of you were sparring now.

Fair enough. Enemies wouldn't be so polite as to give you time to gear up, either. And now, for once, the odds weren't in your favour: a fully-armoured Altmer veteran with decades of experience, versus you, young, disoriented, and unarmored, only a single blade in hand.

It was thrilling.

You sidestepped another swing of Nebarra's blade – only to connect with it a moment later, coming out of the feint you had failed to read.

Sharp, stinging pain. Scarlet, dripping from your arm.

He was trying to hurt you. And you were giving him ample opportunity.

You needed to ground yourself, regain your rhythm – something you couldn't do without an opening, and Nebarra wasn't giving you any.

A glint of metal on the left – block, step back. Movement overhead, an oncoming blow – raise your sword, throw your weight behind it, disrupt his momentum.

At least, you tried. Fully armoured as he was, Nebarra had an extra thousand angaids of weight behind his swing, if not more. The sheer force of his blow knock your sword out of your hands, sending you staggering back. But the grass underfoot was slick with the morning's dew, and you were moving too fast, too unsteadily. Before you knew it, your back was colliding with the ground, and all you could see was grey sky overhead – and a golden sword coming down.

Careless.

But there was still a chance.

Contorting violently, you grabbed Nebarra's arm as the blade sailed by, nicking your face as it passed. You didn't let go of his arm just yet, though. Instead, you pulled, leveraging your weight against his, abdomen taut as you used him to haul yourself upright. Nebarra, clearly not expecting such a move, found himself betrayed by his own momentum, drawing him forward and down, aided by your weight. Gravity took care of the rest, and he crashed towards the earth, twisting even as he fell to avoid face-planting into the ground.

As he struggled to right himself, you rushed to retrieve your sword; Nebarra was already rising by the time you turned back to him.

"No you don't," you growled, charging the mer, sword raised.

His hand shot out, a ward rippling to life, though it buckled slightly under your sword's impact. Nebarra staggered, his half-risen stance precarious, unbalanced.

Now. Now. Now.

Once, twice, thrice more your sword glanced off the ward – and on the fourth blow, it shattered, leaving the Altmer open to your assault.

Metal clanged as you brought your sword down, colliding with his gauntlet as he struggled to block with it, not given enough time to raise his own sword in defense. You let the blade slide off, intending to follow up with its momentum, but Nebarra didn't give you a chance. The moment the sword glanced off his gauntlet, he lunged, catching you in the abdomen and bringing the both of you to the ground.

The tussle that followed was a blur.

His sword arcing down, yours blocking. Hilts catching, blades flying, yanked out of your grasp and his.

Panted breaths, heaving chests, grappling and rolling across the grass.

A glint caught your eye – your sword and Nebarra's, just within reach.

He saw it too, the both of you reaching out in unison for your weapons, desperate to be faster than the other.

Leather-bound metal brushed against your palm – the hilt. Your hand closed around it, drawing it in close. Brought it swiftly upwards, blade against Nebarra's neck.

At its touch, he froze – and so did you. Because resting against your own neck, biting into the tender flesh, was the edge of Nebarra's blade.

Stalemate.

Ears ringing, heart racing, you shift your gaze from the sword to the one holding it.

Hunched over and straddling you, a leg to either side of your waist, there was hardly any distance between your bodies. The beak of his helm was close enough to brush your nose; your breath fogged on the metal. His gasping breaths may has well have been your own – you could feel them, swift and hot, slipping through the gold feathers that covered his face, carrying the faint scent of wine.

Of course, he'd been drinking. It had probably kept him warm through the night – and he'd still managed to keep you off-balanced for most of the fight.

You were in worse shape than you'd thought.

That, or... maybe Nebarra was better than he'd ever let on.

"...Tonight," you breathed, staring up at him. "Let's... spar again tonight."

Nebarra grunted; you could hear the sound echo faintly in his helmet. "Fine. Don't expect me to go easy on you."

A smile tugged at your mouth – you could feel your lips crack and stretch at the motion, dried out in the cold; you gave them a brief lick before answering. "What, and this was?"

Another affirmative grunt. "I'll be sober by tonight. Unfortunately."

You snorted, then fell silent once more. With your eyes, you found yourself tracing the curves of his helm, pausing at the sight of his bangs peeking through, dark and tangled threads of gold. Something about them was like an itch you couldn't scratch, and you had the sudden urge to brush them aside, or at least tuck them back into his helm.

As your gaze drifted upward, toward the visor, a glint in its shadows caught your eye. Again, you paused, staring intently into the dark.

A reflective sheen, a gleam of crimson –

"Are you done breathing on one another, yet?"

Xelzaz's voice shattered your focus, and both you and Nebarra snapped your heads toward the sound.

The Argonian stood just outside the tent, arms crossed, head bare of its usual hood, scales shimmering in the pale light. Beside him was Khash, a shadowy smudge in the mist; her wide red eyes seemed to float amidst the grey.

"Good morning," you said stupidly, even as Nebarra scrambled to get off you.

"Why were you fighting?" Khash asked. "Did something happen?"

"For your – obviously necessary – information," Nebarra sniffed, dusting off his armour, "we were sparring. And you had better get used to it. Our dear Dragonborn and I will continue to do so, apparently, starting today."

As you sat up, you distinctly heard Xelzaz mutter, "By the Hist." When he turned his head to you once more, there was something incredibly deadpan about his gaze, an unspoken, "Really?" in his eyes.

"What?" you mouthed back, blinking at him in confusion. He only shook his head, and have no answer.

"Right... Well, let's get the fire going again, and I'll see about getting us all breakfast."

At that, Khash's gaze snapped towards him. "Ohh, Xelzaz, can I have some Hackle-lo with it?"

"Khash, you've eaten almost my whole stock."

"Oh..."

"...I'll see if I can't spare a few more."

"Yay! Heh."

"Horker stew for you, Nebarra?"

"I'm too tired to say no... but I'll watch you every moment of its making."

"Yes, yes, as usual. And what of you, friend?" Xelzaz turned towards you, and for a moment, you couldn't answer him – you'd been too distracted watching the scene unfold, a smile on your face.

"Ah... it doesn't matter to me, I suppose. Surprise me."

And so, thirty minutes later, as the sun climbed through the sky and burned away the mist, breakfast was served.

But for some strange reason, all throughout the meal, you found your gaze drawn... repeatedly...

...to Nebarra.

#nebarra #nebarra skyrim #skyrim nebarra #skyrim #i havent written action in YEARS i hope its passable #i tried to remember what my two whole gumdo lessons were like back in high school :DDD #also fyi i know ZILCH abt tes lore n stuff so uhhh pls be gentle w me on that front #i literally spent ten minutes looking up tamrielic weight measurements and then trying to convert that it to pounds and back #and apparently its only referenced in a book that appears in like four of the games so its clearly an OLD book #likely that tamriel doesnt even use that unit of measurement anymore but damnit i wanted to get SOMETHING accurate #anyway that was quite enough research for me tyvm #like mate i just wanna romance this sardonic sunflower #speaking of which i wanna give him flowers?? dont ask me why i just do #give him a boquet of yellow mountain flowers like #'i saw them and thought they looked like u' #to which he scoffs and VERY GRUDGINGLY accepts ONE #prolly tells us to give the rest to khash or xelzaz #fast forward several to months later and somehow we find that one flower v carefully pressed n preserved amongst his belongings #dont touch me i just made myself sOFT thinking about this #im literally gonna have to write it now dammit #dali this is all ur fault u have unleashed the floodgates of my garbage bin brain #........thank u :D #anyway yeah this was originally written for my ldb oc which is why the personality of the ldb here may be a bit.... specific? idk #just swapped pronouns to make it more self-insert/other people's oc friendly #anyway thank god its finally done; only took me three days #not super happy with the ending but oh well #'swhat happens when u dont write for over a year #rUST #rusty as lbd's fighting in this fic #whisper writes

[wouldntyoulichentoknow]

local barber gets dressed every day in Literal Plot Armor, somehow still baffled by her own inexplicable survival

#Elder Scrolls #Oblivion #Molly Cadoret #~approximate armor breakdown for Reasons (I am still learning about armor don't make fun of me too harshly) #most important detail though: yes she's wearing a turtleneck under there #now we just have to get Hallie into a turtleneck to complete the set #turtlenecks WILL be the next Tamrielic fashion staple this is my divine mission

[quietwingsinthesky]

i have spent far too much time on the uesp trying to figure out a lore-friendly name for my argonian that is also. compatible with me having made his name a doctor who reference.

#i may or may not have named him dark-water. he's an edgy little guy i thought it would be appropriate #anyway. trying to give him a jel name as well as a tamrielic one #currently on kota-tsun as a possibility. it's not an accurate translation exactly but it carries what i think is the energy of the name #which is. edgy little guy with an edgy little assassin backstory. #but 'kota' deliberately to invoke sithis as he's a shadowscale. Not technically a member of the dark brotherhood although trained by them #but one of those who left to serve as a ku-vastei. a role he now obviously is being thrust into fulfilling on a more global scale. #as the dragonborn. the ultimate agent of change. #and 'tsun' taken from the canon word 'tsuna' for swimming. there's not a canon jel word for water unfortunately. #but 'kota' is also not technically translated as 'dark' so much as. well. sithis. but chaos. the serpent. hunger. death. #anyway. it's more that i wanted the end of his name to sound sharper. gives the whole of it a nice shape in the mouth. #kota-tsun. dark-water. my edgy little lizard guy who loves his daughters and his orc wife so so much. #lizard man tag

[she-toadmask]

I have this great amount of respect and affection for massive fan projects.

Like I wander through TVTropes sometimes and there are these musical projects for some video games and pieces of media. Like there's an Ace Attourney musical (not talking about Random Encounters talking about something else), there's a Portal 2 musical, there is some Game of Thrones fan work titled Westeros, I don't remember how I learned about it but some group of people is working on an opera about Majora's Mask. I think there's a fanmade Pokemon theater thing but I might just be thinking about Pokemon Live. I have not listened to any of these but I have so much love in my heart that they exist.

Fan music in general is something worth so much. If it's original you have someone who cares about something enough to create lyrics and music and share it with the world and even parodies have the love put into finding something that matches the lyrics enough to fit in the original timing and sometimes people make new instrumentals to work with.

Anyway where the fuck is the Transformers fan music

#it didnt fit with the end line of 'transformers music pls' but i also have this huge amount of respect and awe for like #those massive fucking mod projects in the elder scrolls games #the tamriel rebuilt and other similar mod projects for morrowind making the entirety of tamriel #morroblivion that recreated morrowind in the oblivion engine and can be played right now #skywind and skyblivion the in-progress projects working to recreate morrowind and oblivion in skyrim's engine #skygerfall the mod that makes the main quest of daggerfall in skyrim #and most awe-inspiring of them all: beyond skyrim. a massive project collection working to make every single province in skyrim #all with new stories to fit in the period of skyrim and i think there will be voice acting #also VERY honorable mention to fan animatics that's good shit #especially fan animatics using musical songs with characters from a different piece of media #idw starscream candy store animatic my beloved #this is an open invitation send me your favorite fan projects i might not watch/listen/etc all of them but i will marvel at them and be joy #on the transformers point i know of like. two fan music things. this one almost 10 year old song that is technically nice #but i dont like the phrasing used for jazz and am petty upset over soundwave #and the transformers roll out album some people made together and that one has good music dont get me wrong #i just want more #being a minecraft and fnaf fangirl in the past fucking spoiled me im used to lots of music

[stinkrascal]

monkey d fluffy is finally home!! im so relieved, i missed him so much!! hes on my lap watching me play skyrim 🥺

#one of the workers who was at the pet hotel said MONKEY D? LIKE IN ONE PIECE?! #i was so excited bc he was the first person to recognize his name lol #all the workers said monkey was so sweet. im glad 😁 hes mischievous #but hes being good right now. he only knocked down one cup today!! growth #it was a full glass of water but still ahahaha #i wanna make sim posts and work on my story wip but im so tired #im gonna relax for a few days and recover from the texas trip #i swear this weekend has been a blur. in the best of ways lol #when i tell yall i got so drunk every night for four days straight. whew #and very incredibly high. oh how i miss smoking weed every day :( #at least my tolerance isnt fucked anymore. i smoke and actually get high! crazy #okay back to skyrim now 🐉 #omg i got this awesome scroll with the map of tamriel on it at the ren fest. it looks sooooo cool im so happy #ok now i will go back to skyrim 🐉

[fetabathwater]

lying down on the floor begging eso to like commit to a timeline taking place yr by yr instead of everything happening at the same time.

#* #like okay i know they arejust like #it all happens in the one yr bc players can set their own pace etc #and like logically i could just sit down and Plot™ #but also consider: i have adhd and will spend all my time on MATHS and CALENDARS #like i jown KNOW even can also be a dragon break thinggggggg #i get it #but i want.................... commitment #i mean they did but then tamriel one happened to tbh. #yeah. #UGH. #gonna have 2 sit down now smhhh

[dawns-beauty]

Decided to add more crests and split off the crest module from my assorted Argonian adjustments modpage.

Now with more crests, including new dilophosaur crest patterns and a frill.

Get it for Skyrim SE/AE here.

#skyrim #skyrim mods #argonian #my tamriel now

[my-tamriel-now]

Mod Release: Khajiiti Apex Armory -awg's tweaks

VickusDickus' Khajiiti Apex Armory is a standard in my modlist. Version 2.0 just recently dropped and it added a lot of lovely new textures, but also changed the female armor drastically:

I am not a fan.

So I've done a fair amount of editing to recover (pun intended) something of the original look with the nice new textures and some shiny new environment mapping. I also tweaked the tiny waist of the male low-weight armor.

You can get it for SE here.

#skyrim #skyrim mods #my tamriel now #mod release

[aesadraws]

Reaching the understanding that there's no way in hell I could make the ambitious kind of Skyrim mod I want to make any time soon comes with the painful realization that I could still, in the mean time, take the story I want to tell through it and try one more time to write a fic about it.

#aesa rambles #i don't... i can't tho... oh my god i already have too many wips #i have wips that are waiting on other wips to be finished first #and some of those wips have wips waiting on *them* #it's madnesd #xvi had a chokehold on me rn i can't take a detour to tamriel right now #but maybe in like... a uear #year* #anything would be better than my first fic attempt tho

[farawayfarleyfan]

jesus christ. why did i have to hyperfixate on alex kendal of all characters; why not a cool one like Pash or Trix or maybe even like yale. why did i have to fixate on the guy whos got all of his shiny polish buried under dirt!!!!

#yann chaosbound tag #reading again and i was thinking about how like this early format of alex makes it the closest to early homestuck. but that also means #alexs personality is hard to get a grasp of #but the thing is that it really is just Like That. alex has struggles with it #hes a good friend. he didnt want to disappoint lyra and lied about pirating the game. he lied about getting the game for free #his babysitter was his mom who he thought died and got cremated into ashes that turn out to be his dream self and he only had #tamriel and tamriel is gone and now everyone hates him and Fuck!!!! #HOW AM I GETTING SERIOUS ABOUT THIS GUY??? WHY CANT I FOCUS ON LIKE TRIX ANGST OIR SOMETHING.. #physically beating my brain up because it keeps trying to think of a fic where alex starts making something because he wants to impress han #like god damN!!! bicth(me) why you doing this?!! Nobody care!!!!! #i seriously need to give one of the friends this url #or well. another one #i wish you would interact with this... if i could i would gift you a sideblog #wait maybe i Can do that

[famewolf]

gods I just want to be done with the Craglorn stuff already

#[static] #been going through the ESO dlc in order and I forgot Craglorn since I was never able to do it before One Tamriel #It is Bad and the storyline feels super disjointed! that may partially be because i am not doing the Group missions #I did do two group missions on my own but it still fell flat #ive been 100% every area im in but i think i'll leave Craglorn until later when my husband is doing this area fkdgjdlh #just gonna finish the main mission and call it good for now! #eso

[falmerbrook]

Ear Headcanons

So this was meant to be just my headcanon for the differences between the different mer races' ears (size, shape, if they can move on their own, etc.), but there's a tinge of just general visual differences between them in there too (because this ended up being really good face practice for me). I'll mostly talk about ears though. Obviously this is more meant to be general trends than hard and fast rules.

I'll start with the playable races.

Altmer

Tall and skinny ears that can move out and back a bit (moderate range of motion). They mostly are close to the head but can also stick out a bit.

Dunmer

They have a wide variety of how their ears can be shaped; small, tall, wide, big, straight up, curvy, etc. The typically stick out more than Altmer's and have a larger range of motion.

Bosmer

The largest variety of any of the races. Their ears can look like just about anything any other race has (except maybe Maormer) from any mer ears, to more human ears, to more animal-like ones. They have a large range of motion regardless of how they look.

Orsimer

Small, almost human-sized ears, but they stick out more from the head than humans and can be wider. The pointed end tends to stick out. They can rarely move.

Breton

Breton basically just have human ears with a little point at the top. I thought it would be fun to draw a sort of comparison to your average Nede and average Breton to highlight the subtle more merish look that I think Bretons should have too.

Ok now for non-playable races

Snow elves/Falmer

Ok so I have terminal Falmer brainrot so I have a lot of completely made up headcanons for these guys sorry lol.

Snow elves have the least variety. They are usually shorter and closer to the head than the other mer races (which evolved as an adaptation to counter frostbite in my headcanon) and can't move. Conversely, I like to headcanon that falmer are on their way to evolving rudimentary echolocation, and therefore have huge ears that stick out far from their head, and are very mobile (this is also why their faces are covered in wrinkles). They can look more traditionally merish, or some of them have real funky shapes.

Chimer

Basically a mix between how the Altmer/Aldmer and current Dunmer look (both in their general appearance and ears). Think of it like the transition between the Aldmer look and Dunmer.

Dwemer

Dwemer have relatively short ears (compared to other mer) and don't stick out much, but they can be wide along the side of the head. Their shape is usually pretty angular and have limited mobility.

Aldmer

Your standard pointy fantasy elf ears. So I technically headcanon the Aldmer as many different (although similar) groups that are referred to as one group due to the nature of retelling history and some propaganda sprinkled in there, but in general, since the other mer of Tamriel descended from them, I see them as sort of generic. Nothing particularly notable in their ears. Minimal to moderate ability to move them.

Ayleid

Curvy. They have Aldmer sized ears with twisting and curving in different directions. Limited movement, and not too much range in size (just shape). I have 0 reasons for thinking this, I just thought it would be fun and unique and maybe fit their aesthetics.

Maormer

I like that canon Maormer ears look fin-like but I want to turn it up to 11. Large variety of shape and size, but usually large and fin-shaped as a general trend. Huge range of movement.

Ohmes/Ohmes-raht

They aren't elves, but they are described as human/mer-like, so I figured I'd include the Ohmes. They usually have pointy, mer-esque ears, but less distinct than most mer. Despite being relatively small, they have a wide range of movement for their size (and move in similar ways to the way cats ears move for the rest of the Khajiit). They can be extra fuzzy or have little tufts at the end for Ohmes-raht.

#the things i spend my time thinking about.... #these were so fun to make though #tes #the elder scrolls #skyrim #morrowind #eso #headcanon #mine #my art #do i dare tag all of them... #altmer #dunmer #bosmer #orc #snow elf #falmer #chimer #dwemer #ayleid #maormer #i was putting a lot of thought into the general trends of other racial characteristics while making this too but im just gonna stick to ear #for this post #maybe ill make one for eyes one day #long post