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vidvana · 9 months

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I know that nobody asked, but here's some Telvanni lore for all the foodies.

Before you begin this culinary journey, check out this post about ash yams it's essential.

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Telvanni Cuisine

It’s obvious that Telvanni have an extensive knowledge of fungi. After all, they live in huge mushrooms and collect and plant numerous species from all across the Tamriel to use them in their potions. It goes without saying that their cuisine is also quite fungal. The commonfolk at Telvanni settlements as most of the Dunmer source their protein both from fungi* and insect meat. But Telvanni nobles love nurturing peculiar worldviews and traditions that differentiate them from other races - or even other Dunmer. One of them is their distaste for anything that doesn’t grow in soil. They frown upon hunter traditions of Ashlanders and stock-raising of house Redoran and regard them as “primitive” in contrast to the delicate art of growing fungi. The alchemy ingredients are an obvious exception from this rule, but in general as their occupations don’t usually include menial work, their light and low-calorie cuisine perfectly matches their lifestyle. This resulted in traditional cuisine of the nobility being solely plant-, or more specifically, mushroom-based**, that contrasts sharply with the cuisine of Skyrim that is rich in venison and other animal-based foods***. Noble Telvanni shun debilitating ingredients such as alcohol and moon sugar in their everyday cuisine, as keeping their minds sharp is their main priority. In order to get an indulgent sweet taste marshmerrow is used instead. Telvanni rarely import vast quantities of vegetables from other provinces as house Hlaalu does. They use commonly grown foods like saltrice, ash yams or mushrooms as the base ingredients of the dishes. In some aspects they prefer to stick to the Dunmer traditions. The nobles, though, indulge themselves in expensive imported berries - not only because of their magic-enhancing abilities but also because of their extravagant taste. As the Telvanni ranks feature numerous alchemists the import of alchemical ingredients is obviously very common. Telvanni chefs gradually incorporated some of the exotic spices into traditional cuisine. Especially valued are the most characterful of them that fancy up the bland taste of mushrooms, such as juniper, ginseng or garlic****. * In real life mushrooms are a rather poor source of protein compared to legumes like beans and lentil. But since there are no legumes in TES universe (at least as far as I know) let's suppose there are some protein-rich mushrooms Telvanni can plant. ** It’s also worth mentioning that I’m a Telvanni-fixated vegan ass myself so that’s a more probable reason why I made my beloved house also vegan xD *** A lovely example of that contrast you can encounter in @thana-topsy ‘s fanfic “Breathing Water”. This would nicely explain Neloth’s preference for apple cabbage stew. **** This recipe for example resembles Telvanni cuisine, it was one of the inspirations from my imaginary dishes above.

Above I’ve come up with some examples of what noble Telvanni would eat on a daily basis.

Thanks for reading that and take care :3

#house telvanni #telvanni #dunmer #dark elf #dark elves #tes morrowind #tes lore #tes #tesblr #my-posts #darkelf #ash yams #morrowind

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madamefluffnstuff · 2 months

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Loving Remedy

Fandom: Elder Scrolls Online

Pairing: Darien Gautier x Fem!Dunmer!Vestige x Bastian Hallix

Rating: K-T

Warning(s): Illness, Vestige has a flu, Consenting Polyamorous throuple. All parties are consenting adults and are in this relationship of their own choice.

Words: 937

AN: Fluffy request from my buddy @lithiumrev. I've never written a polycule/throuple before so I definitely fussed and overthought this more than I probably needed to. Apologies if there's any inaccuracies ;-; I hope you like it regardless, Lith! <3

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Bastian and Darien were concerned- Raya hadn't left her room in several days. Normally this wouldn't bother them, but they also hadn't heard from her in that time.

"I'm gonna break the door down," Darien said.

"Waitwaitwait-" Bastian stopped him as he took a step back, "Have you considered knocking? Instead of breaking the door?"

"Ah. Well. Yes, I suppose we could do that."

A muffled, scratchy voice from inside the room interrupted them: "I can hear you two. You can just come in, it's not locked."

Darien wasted no time in twisting the knob, with more effort than what was needed. He and Bastian were slightly surprised to see Raya laying on her bed, her head propped on her arm. Her gray skin was visibly flushed and bright crimson eyes were a dull red. She did not look well.

"Raya, why didn't you say something?" Bastian

"Thought it was just a cold..." she replied in a scratchy voice, "But I think I caught something when we were in that Auridon port..."

He was silent for a moment before responding, "Hold on, I'll be back."

Darien approached the bed, shaking his head. "You could have asked us to help you.

She shrugged. "Like I said, thought it was just a cold. Thought it would pass on its own and didn't need any help."

The Breton man wracked his brain to come up with a solution. The Dunmer affinity for fire meant Raya would have a slightly higher body temperature, so a fever in a human could be perfectly normal for a Dark Elf. Darien thought again, when he remembered a trick one of the maids in the castle used on him as a child;

Raya looked up at him with bleary eyes as he sat down next to her. He gently brushed her hair out of her face and placed the back of his hand on her forehead. She sighed through her nose; his cool hand felt good on her warm skin.

Bastian happened to walk in as he did, and he raised an eyebrow at them. "What are you doing?"

"Checking for a fever."

"Wait- what?"

"Trust me, this works," Darien assured Bastian, without breaking eye contact with Raya.

An ever so slightly awkward silence ensued, followed up by Darien quickly standing up. "You could warm up a cup of tea on her head, that's how warm she is."

"...Please don't," Raya said.

Bastian cleared his throat. "Well it just so happens I have some tea. Luckily for you, Rye, it's already warmed up."

Darien stepped out of the way so Bastian could go through. The mage set the cup on the nightstand and turned his attention to Raya, offering her a hand to help her sit up. She graciously accepted, and though it took a moment to get comfortable, she was soon sitting with her back propped against the headboard. Sitting vertically rather than lying down also helped some.

"You alright?"

She nodded.

"Good." Bastian carefully picked up the still hot cup of tea and equally carefully handed it to Raya. "Try this. It's a drink one of my old tutors used to make for me. Took me a long time to figure out the recipe."

"It smells good," Raya rasped as she inhaled the tea's aroma. It had a slightly strong scent, but she could also pick up the pleasantly sweet honey mixed in. As the tea washed over her tongue, she felt a gentle warmth throughout her body. A soft sigh escaped her lips.

She couldn't quite place the familiar feeling it gave her. Perhaps an inn she frequented on her travels, or a favorite of the elderly Dunmer couple who lived next door to her as a child. Or even the choice drink of her one school teacher, who vehemently disliked coffee and would consume anything but. That always made her chuckle.

"Well?" Bastian interrupted her thoughts. "How is it?"

Raya took another sip. "Your tutor certainly knew what they were doing." The gravelly tone in her voice from being sick was briefly soothed by the beverage.

"I'm glad it seems to be working, even a little."

Darien's footsteps entered the house again. Raya and Bastian turned with confused faces- when did he leave?

"Hello, love! I'm back!"

"When did you leave?" Raya asked, voicing her thoughts.

"Just to the market. Wanted to grab something for you." He set the "something" on the table; it was wrapped in paper and twine, but too small to be from the butcher's.

Bastian, while curious, was equally cautious of what Darien brought back. "And what exactly is that "something"?"

"Bread."

"....Bread. You left just to get bread."

Raya sighed. "Darien, I can't eat that right now. I can't taste anything."

"Yes, but it'll be there for when you can. Besides. I have another idea to help you feel better."

Without waiting for Raya to respond, Darien sat himself next to her and wrapped an arm around her shoulder. His much larger frame was almost comical next to her tiny Dunmer body. "If I can't cure your cold, I can at least share my natural warming personality with you."

Raya sighed again and pinched the bridge of her nose. "I can't with you, Darien."

He ignored her and started to tell her about the week he had while she was out- the recruits, the training, his father breathing down his neck. Whether she wanted to hear it or not. Raya rolled her eyes as he increased the theatrics of his "storytelling".

Bastian, as tactfully as he could, interrupted Darien. "Well, regardless, love," he cleared his throat. "You get some rest. Darien and I will take care of you. You've done enough for now."

She nodded. As much as they drove her crazy sometime, Raya couldn't imagine what she'd do without her boys.

#writing #writing blog #writing request #request #eso #elder scrolls online #bastian hallix #darien gautier #polyamourous #polyamourous throuple #cw sickness #cw flu #cw sick #family fluff #fluff writing

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dynamite124 · 10 months

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Is Tally a history buff? Does he care much for it at all? (Yes, this is leading up to something else.)

Does he have — I don't know — any sort of opinion about the Chimer? Or does he simply shrug them off as a sort of "extinct/dead" race?

What if he, by some wacky means, encountered a Chimer? In Skyrim? Haha—

Oooh Yes! Taliesin LOVES learning new things; Be it history, culture, folklore or a new recipe for dinner.

He's been denied this while on Summerset. The Altmer prefer future generation of Altmer to keep their studies and knowledge based on Altmeri merits. He'll jump at any opportunity to learn!

He knows only a little right now about the Dunmer and how they use to be the Chimer before they were cursed by Azura. Technically, the Chimer aren't extinct or dead, just cursed to live as the Dunmer now. Meeting a Chimer would catch him off guard. Easily, he would mistake one for an Altmer due to both races having similar golden skin. But after meeting one, he'd ask a LOT of questions!

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gortrash · 10 months

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Thoughts on our good friend elam?

GUHH I saw this coming and I am pleased about it

First impression: I saw bits and pieces of him prior to becoming an ESO nut and thought ‘that guy looks cool’ but then when I started getting into the game properly I saw another pic of him, sent it to my bestie (whose character is my vestige’s sister, we play the game as a duo) and said “LOOK AT THIS DUDE WE HAVE TO FIND HIM RN”. So then we did DBH, and it was literally love at first sight

Impression now: I rotate him in my brain 24/7, my number one blorbo, my babygirl who murders people and doesn’t shut up about food. Aside from general brainrot, I just absolutely adore his character. Give me a snarky, morally grey dunmer and I’m sold. I’ve been a Teldryn lover for ages, that should be very telling of my tastes.

Favorite moment: hard choice to make but probably him being dramatic and sending us a letter to meet him in the back alley of a manor like the plot of a mystery-romance novel where we find him leaning against a wall and playing with a dagger before proceeding to hint at taking us to dinner.

Idea for a story: I have a LOT, but one that I really want some exploration into and would write if I had any semblance of motivation is his apparent history or involvement with Naryu and Ashur like their dialogue in Necrom making fun of him still preferring his staff leads me to believe. Also thoroughly enjoy the idea of them still being rivals.

Unpopular opinion: is it an unpopular opinion to insist that he should be a candidate for being a romancable npc? Am I allowed to romance the old man assassin? Just try and stop me.

Favourite relationship: the honest answer is with my Vestige. What else would you expect of an Elam simp? I love a good on-and-off situationship between two emotionally distant assassins.

Favourite headcanon: If he hadn’t gone down the route of assassination, he likely would’ve become a chef. We all know food is his passion, and not just eating it— if you get to the celebration part in Blackwood’s main quest quick enough you can see Elam conversing with Keshu, with Keshu noting “that sounds delicious, assassin, you’ll have to send me a copy of the recipe”. That man is a total god at cooking and you can’t tell me otherwise.

#tl;dr that’s my babygirl #elam drals #asks

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bravelittlescrib · 1 year

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Hey! I’m planning on baking some sweet potatoes today, and thought to ask the resident Morrowind fan on my dash about what flavors you think the Dunmer’d use. On Reddit fans agree that the bugs they cook with would add some sourness to their dishes.

I’m gonna use soy chorizo that’s a bit vinegary, onions, maybe some garlic, a little shredded cheese for scuttle - only I can’t think of anything else to differentiate it from all the similar recipes online. Any ideas?

Hmm, that’s a good question. I associate the Dunmer with Southeast Asia, so spices like cumin, black peppercorns, dill, and maybe a little cinnamon come to mind. Chilies, too.

When I picture the ash yams in the game, a family recipe comes to mind— sweet potatoes baked in butter, brown sugar, and cinnamon with marshmallows (like marshmerrow!).

#scrib asks #morrowind

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greyborn2 · 1 year

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Musings on the Spheres of the Daedric Princes

No idea what struck me, but good golly I have been STRUCK with the urge to just, like, put down to words some things on the various spheres and aspects of the daedric princes I feel don’t get talked about really. Soooo... ya. On Azura; first off I’ve always found it fascinating (and not oft talked about) how it isn’t just the Dunmer that are her ‘chosen people’. Long before the Velothi Exodus she already had semented herself as the creator deity of the Khajiit. And, just, like, that’s pretty neat I think. In a way (though I doubt either would ever really admit it willingly) the Khajiit and Dunmer are sibling races, and yet oh boy is there some baggage there. On Hermaeus Mora; ok, disclaimer, I can’t remember where I read it but its not my thought originally but yea. I find it interesting that despite all his big talk and showmanship Mora is a god of knowledge, sure, but he isn’t really a god of *meaningful* knowledge. He’s a hoarder of unparalleled scale, not a librarian. Apocrypha is a dumping ground of EVERY scrap of knowledge - cooking recipes, random books from lost historic texts to the lusty argonian maid, whispered town gossip, petty secrets of children... EVERYTHING. Just kinda dumped out there; it’s a trash pile. I reckon if you opened a rift into Apocrypha and grabbed a book at random you’d have a better chance of it being useless than some ancient forbidden text. I just... I find this really amusing and not talked about enough I suppose and that’s what all of this is! On Jyggalag; nothing really, just love that grey dork. Dude deserves to get some free time from Sheo finally.

On Malacath; I’m a huge orc fan, like, they’re my favorite of the playable TES races (though not 100% if they’re my overall favorite, I adore the heck outta the reachfolk, minotaurs and maormer) but I don’t particularly hold high opinion of Malacath. He’s the grudge, the curse, the longstanding oath, vengeance petty and otherwise. He’s bitter and spiteful and more interested in retribution than regrowth and I think he honestly kinda holds his followers back - from orcs to goblin-ken. Also as an aside love that he’s always depicted as ‘the orc god’ but in his quest in Oblivion he all but states Ogres as his actual favorite. My guy that is not how you are supposed to parent, stop having favorites!!

On Mehrunes Dagon <3; oh boy I love him. Gotta get that outta the way first, he’s my favorite prince and he gets done sooooooooooo dirty all the time and reduced to budget satan. No, my guys, that’s Molag Bal’s thing. He’s revolution, he’s anarchy, he’s the toppler of tyrants and -hope-, lord of all cops are bastards and eat the rich. I really find it hilarious how many of his cults in games are going with the scheme of “oh yea, with dagon’s backing we will topple the current authority... and then BECOME the authority” - my guys, Dagon’s gonna abandon you the second you do that and back the guy who comes to overthrow you. Also I would love to see more interaction between him and Merid-Nunda/Meridia given that she’s basically his mother? Kinda? But it was a meridia from another kalpa so I don’t know if it counts. Point is there’s probably something juicy there. Give this four armed boy from Lyg some better rep, pleaaaaseeeeee. On Merid-Nunda; ok first off gotta say she is evil AF. Hating the undead (sometimes, we’ll get to THAT can of worms) and presenting yourself like an angel doesn’t make you good, as so many seem to have jumped on the bandwagon of. She’s the light without warmth, the khajiit know her as the godess of greed, she strips her followers of free will and makes them thralls to her with her ‘purifying light’, she supported huge chunks of the Ayleid Empire and her son and champion ruled them for a long time (as in Umaril). Now, on that, I’ve seen a lotta people say that because she has been presented as outright anti-necromancy in the modern day she must’ve always been that way. That the ayleid necromancers we hear about weren't Meridia worshipers or that just throwing undead in every ayleid ruin is a gameplay thing but.. like... alternate thought that I think is far more interesting; She isn’t against necromancy. Hell, she’s a god who as mentioned strips away the free will and minds of her followers, I doubt she’d have a moral objection to it on that ground. I strongly headcanon she just hates OTHERS doing it. She’s like a bright (but not good) mirror of Bal - she needs to be the one in charge, she needs to be at the top of the pyramid. If a necromancer is a free agent, forcing their will on the dead without ALSO bowing to her then that’s something she takes as an insult. Alternatively the anti-necromancy thing is thing she went to post-ayleid empire, or, interestingly, the Ayleids had some sorta practice of necromancy that was acceptable by her.

On Namira; fingers crossed this one won’t be as long as the last, but I’ve got some thoughts on Namira since I just wrapped a year long TES campaign where she was the indirect BBEG and followers of her (and Dro-m’athra) featured heavily and I had to find a way to make them interesting. So I guess first off, she isn’t the god of cannibals. Or bugs. Or all that stuff. She’s the god of that which folk find repulsive and spurn. If, one day, everyone decided that pink was the most disgusting thing on Nirn I’m sure she’d change her colour scheme up right quick. I believe she lures in her followers with acceptance - the outcast, the ostracized, the reviled of society... she comes to them and tells them she accepts them utterly. That she loves them the way they are, not that they are without fault but that she loves them FOR the faults. And in that way she can wriggle and writhe her way into convincing her followers that they are disgusting people, that they should be more revolting, because she loves them. Further, on a different tangent, I think her connection with Lorkhan/Lorkh/the moon prince is super interesting and I’d love more on it. If any prince can ‘claim ownership’ of mundus after the passing of Lorkhan I think she has the strongest claim, not that she seems to want it.

On Sheogorath; ok, gonna wrap it up with him because oh boy I’m already trying to be brief and writing an entire essay aaaaaaaaa, but yes. Sheo. Oh boy do I have Opinions on him. Ok first off I’ve gotta say it... I think he’s the most evil and reprehensible of the princes. Yes, even worse than Molag Bal. And I guess content warning for some talk of several mental illnesses; if you’ve read this far and that is a trigger at all, please stop here and thank you for reading my rambles <3 Despite his zany ‘lol random’ persona, Sheo is vile. He isn’t fun, no matter how much he wants to present himself that way. He isn’t a friend. He’s a patron deity to mental illness and I feel this doesn’t get properly addressed enough, or folk are too lulled in by his persona to really examine it. He’s depression, he’s schizophrenia, he’s alzheimers, he’s delusion and paranoia. Molag Bal may break your body, namira might do gross things, vaermina might give you nightmares... but sheo will fuck with your self, your brain, in a way I feel is far worse and more fucked up (pardon language) than any other prince or god. I want to punch his smug face SOOOOO bad. SO SO bad. His realm might seem funny, even Dementia in its own dark way, but it’s such a sad place. They’re people he’s lured in and fucked up. He’s a bastard who sees someone struggling with mental illness and things “oh yes, how can I make them WORSE, how can I deepen this paranoia, worsen this trauma, etc etc etc”. Didn’t intend to leave all this on a downer note but... ah well. That’s it. Sorry for long long ramble and thank you to any who bothered to read all of it I suppose!!

#tes #the elder scrolls #daedric princes

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culturecalypsosblog · 2 years

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Todays recipes of Skyrim blog is…

Morrowind baked ash yams & Khajiit baby carrots in moonsugar glaze

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Ash yams are one of the few vegetables that thrives in Morrowwind’s climate, especially after the volcanic explosion of the Red Mountain. Some of the Dunmer fleeing that devastation thoughtfully, packed yams and introduced them to Skyrim, where some Nords have added their own distinct flavors to this recipe.

Prep: 5 minutes

Cooking: 45 minutes to an hour

Makes: 4 servings

Pairs well with: Spiced Butter or roasted vegetables

Ingredients:

2 large yams

1 recipe spiced butter

1/4 cup crumbled goat cheese

Parsley. Minced for garnishing

1. Preheat oven to 425° clean and dry the yams, prick all over several times with knife.

2. Place yams directly on oven rack placed in the middle position with a baking sheet on the rack below to catch any drippings. Bake for 45-60 minutes or until you can easily pierce each yam with a knife. Remove from the oven.

3. Wrapping one yam at a time in a kitchen towel, cut a large X on the top of each and press on both ends of the yams to open the cuts. Top with as much spiced butter as you like, then sprinkle goat cheese and parsley over the tops to finish.

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This dish can often be found cooking over the fires if Khajiit traders in their camps. Like many Khajiit dishes it uses moonsugar, but this particular recipe approximates the flavors of the sugar without any of it’s addictive side effects—and it’s far more legal.

Ingredients:

1 lb baby carrots

1 teaspoon salt

1 tablespoon unsalted butter

1/4 cup packed brown sugar

1/2 teaspoon ground cardamom

Zest of 1/2 an orange

1. Bring a medium-sized saucepan filled with water to a boil. Add carrots and salt & cook for about 10-15 or until tender.

2. While the carrots are cooking, melt the butter & sugar in a second medium saucepan over medium heat. Add the cardamom & orange zest, stirring to combine. Keep this mixture on low while the carrots finish cooking.

3. Drain the carrots and add them to the pan with the sugar. Turn the heat back up to medium and stir carrots to coat for several minutes. This dish can be made ahead of time & easily reheated.

I hope you enjoyed this blog more to follow,

Regards,

Culture Calypso’s Blog 🍠🥕🌙

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sixrandompirates · 7 months

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Trying to come up with a build for this guy, a Dunmer whose adoptive grandfather was an arcanist and complete Mora simp in the 2nd era.

Dual wield, because that’s my arcanist. Swords will be the scimitars from the Tribunal quest, until I get my hands on Miraak’s sword at which point I’ll switch to that - less powerful but fashion is way more important.

Archery will be Ruin’s Edge just because it’s weird and has an eyeball.

Throwing in some conjuration so I can summon a seeker once I find the tome. They’re not the most powerful conjures, especially considering the Watcher you summon in ESO melts enemies and then looks for more to melt, but what kind of arcanist would he be without Seekers? Absolutely no necromancy (he tolerates Serana’s) save for the Ayleid Lich, who did this to themselves as far as he’s concerned.

Light armor for the Redoran helmet and netch leather gloves and boots. To Oblivion with mage armor.

Alteration and Restoration for the explody green spells, and also because these robes are as close as you can get to the Fate’s Chosen costume you get at the end of Necrom.

Alchemy since poison and potions are a good backup and lots of recipes counts as knowledge.

Enchanting because the robes and the helmet are unechanted and I may want multiple sets, and because it’s really funny to make Neloth sass you if you ask for training.

Miraak’s staff, because more tentacles.

If I delve into destruction it won’t be the big boom variety but the ones that absorb health or runes and usually only for emergencies. I can see myself using spiders more than spells, and there’s a nod to White Ridge Barrow in Necrom.

Shouts, because there’s no way he’d get this epic power and not use the shit out of it.

Black Books, because Black Books.

And fishing, because my arcanist is obsessed with fishing and because where he goes, Sharp goes.

#elder scrolls #elderscrolls #elderscrollsonline #eso #elder scrolls online #skyrim

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clavicuss-vile · 1 year

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IWANT TO KNOW MORE ABT MARROW AND NYMERIA SO BAD IM GRASPIBG @ THEM WITH VIGOR.. for the ask game what abt 33 and 22 for both of them (if you are down) !!❓

ffrogey beloved i will paypal you my firstborn

my funky little college babies i lov them <3 lesgo with the questions !!

Nymeria

33) when creating your character, did you take inspiration from characters in other media? or just other media in general? name them, if any!

Hmmmm god yes im almost certain i did,,, i'm just trying to think what it was. Her name was ripped straight out of Game of Thrones because its a gorgeous name, and she takes a LOT of inspiration design-wise from Almalexia (makes sense considering she's her mother) I think vaguely story-wise she also takes some inspo from Daenerys Targaryen because they both have themes of discovering their history and taking back their "birthright" throne, difference being Daenerys knows who she is and Nymeria has absolutely no idea aside from a little telvanni necklace. I think she also got inspiration from that one dunmer in riften for that bit too!

22) if they were to have a social media profile, what would it look like? the username, bio, type of thing they’d post about, etc.

ooooo okay. i think during her time at the college of winterhold it would be something like: @/PersimmonCrabs 🌸 Studying dunmer history at the College of Winterhold 🌸 She/Her 🌸Please DM me if you find any artifacts or historical records from Morrowind! 💜 Her favourite fruit is persimmons and she has a little palm-sized dwarven crab automaton that Marrow fixed up for her that helps her with her studies (brings her a pencil or a sheet of paper, whatever she needs), also she would definitely use proper grammar and spellings for everything, 100% the type to end all her messages with "thank you lovely xx" I think she'd mostly post pretty aesthetic photos, selfies, photos of her hanging out with her classmates, and whatever the tamrielic equivalent of starbucks would be. Her account would have a purple theme and if the photo didn't have purple in it she'd either add a filter or a few stickers or drawings to make it suit the theme!

Marrow

33) when creating your character, did you take inspiration from characters in other media? or just other media in general? name them, if any!

Marrow my sweetheart. I'm so bad with remembering where i got inspiration this is embarrassing 😭. I know i built them first off entirely around seeing the skull face paint in Skyrim and thought "wouldn't it be cute if i gave the sweetest purest character that". Her design came mostly from the water tribe's clothing in avatar the last airbender actually! never watched it but absorbed the fandom through osmosis. also this video made me want to make a character that would love cooking (well, making) foods like that, and thus marrow was born!

22) if they were to have a social media profile, what would it look like? the username, bio, type of thing they’d post about, etc.

Pure and utter chaos. Unlike Nymeria's there'd be absolutely 0 theme or put-togetherness, if it's an instagram-based platform she'd have story highlights dedicated to cooking recipes, tips + tricks for college, silly selfies, pictures of his friends, etc. For the acc itself: @/marshmari they/she/he !! genderfluid & pan !! dwemer ruins > nordic ruins fight me i'll win !! pls stop stealing books from the arcaneum :( Mari is the nickname her tribe call her, and marsh comes from how she got her name, when the khajiit tribe found her she couldn't pronounce marshmerrow and thus the name Marrow was born. Her posts would be an absolute mess of adorable pictures of her pets, book recommendations, gorgeous falmeri carvings she finds on expeditions followed immediately by a photo of Kin'aru sticking his hand into a dwemer automaton and screaming when he gets stuck, aaaaaand i think she'd also have an art account called @/onionhater where she posts all her paintings :))) grammar simply does not exist on her page

#ty ffrogey ily #my memory is so bad i was digging through old posts to try and find a single piece of inspiration JSDSJDJS #my ocs #oc: nymeria #oc: marrow #oc: kin'aru #my beloved is also mentioned #love that little dumbass sm

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tastesoftamriel · 1 year

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I’m not much of a cook, but I am an aficionado of food *gadgets.* What are some unique or semi-unique devices to each culture for their own cultural cuisines?

Optional: those Dwemer had so many devices, has anyone found anything confirmed to be for food prep?

What's a kitchen without a few doodads with very specific uses? While nobody is quite as advanced as the Dwemer (some scholars dispute the discovery of a soul gem-powered contraption that could be a head massager or an egg beater), here are a few kitchen gadgets that might make your cooking experience a little easier. Warning: magicka not included.

Altmer

From fish knives to snail forks, there is no end to the High Elf cutlery drawer. Of course, the one utensil nobody asked for yet we somehow got anyway is the kelp spiraler. Semi-dried sheets of kelp are inserted, and noodly kelp bits come out the other end. These noodle alternatives are nice enough, but kind of chewy and very specific to a small number of Altmeri dishes. Very niche.

Argonians

Coconut graters are essentially large boards with nails on them. It's that simple, but therefore a little dangerous, so watch out for your fingers! Grated coconut meat is used in all sorts of Argonian cooking, and is also pressed to make coconut milk.

Bosmer

Milk frothers are a very specific tool that the Bosmer love using to froth their milk and cream for drinks and soups. They are generally in the form of enchanted rods that simultaneously heat and bubble the milk, which is much easier than the old fashioned technique of blowing a straw into a heated cup of milk while whisking.

Bretons

There's something delightful in the simplicity of a cheese wire cutter, a tool popular among High Rock's delis, cheesemongers, and particularly cheese-enamoured homes. It's the perfect slicer for any type of cheese, both soft and hard.

Dunmer

Tea filter pots are definitely a Dunmer thing, and are used for distilling tea and tisanes while cooling them down to the perfect temperature for drinking or icing. Simply pop your tea into the upper chamber, add hot water, and wait for it to trickle down into the bottom pot.

Imperials

Speaking of cheese slicers, the Imperials have one of the most important kitchen tools in my opinion. The humble cheese planer is a handheld tool that slices firm cheeses into precise, thin slices. Made of metal, these slicers are mandatory when slicing off any block of cheese respectfully.

Khajiit

There's a rolling pin for every occasion in Elsweyr. Whether it's for imprinting dough with beautiful patterns or rolling it thin and perforated for crispbread, you can bet there's a specialised rolling pin out there for every baking need.

Nords

Everyone has heard of Chef Donolon's legendary enchanted mixing bowl, created in 2E. The famous Nord pastry chef attributed his legendary bakes to his magical bowl, and while it is possible to follow his recipes, they just don't have the oomph reported by patrons of the time. I refuse to discuss the success of a heist concerning said enchanted mixing bowl, and attribute my particularly excellent baking to time and skill.

Orcs

There's nothing quite like a mortar and pestle to smoosh, crush, and blend! Generally made from solid granite, the favoured Orcish kitchen tool is useful, versatile, and a must in every kitchen. From herbs and leaves to meat for patties, the humble mortar and pestle is the quintessential Orcish kitchen tool.

Redguards

Coffee kettles are a necessary part of Hammerfell life, and are said to have Dwemer origins. These ingenious little kettles prepare the perfect amount of coffee, of a high quality, every time. Simply fill one chamber with coffee grounds and the other with water, leave on the fire for a couple of minutes, and when it starts to whistle you have coffee! The resulting brew is always rich and flavourful, and never burnt or watery.

#Asks #Gadgets #Food #the elder scrolls #tes #world building #worldbuilding

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gloomycorprus · 5 years

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Ash Yam Spread

I really like making fictional recipes even though I’m mediocre (at best) at cooking. :0 I just like head-canons and I’m not all sure how different ingredients would taste and feel, but I’m winging it! (please dont actually take cooking advice from me this is a terrible idea.)

This one is an ash yam spread, native to Morrowind, of course! It is commonly used as a spread for toast but is also used as a topping for a bowl of saltrice. The recipe varies from household to household (as many recipes do) but this is at least the basics of it.

Ingredients:

Ash Yams -- Fairly bland, very dry, slightly smokey.

Cream/milk (of any sort)

Water

Salt

Netch jelly -- makes the mixture thicker. adds a savory, but sweet flavor. use in moderation

Trama Root Shavings -- adds just the slightest hint of spice, enough to make your mouth tingle a bit.

Cook Ash yams in heavily salted water until tender and soft. Mash, cut and mix thoroughly in with enough cream to make the blend moist. Stir in netch jelly for a bit of sweetness and to thicken the mix. Trama root shavings can be sprinkled on top or mixed in loosely.

Serve on bread/toast or over saltrice.

Resulting Flavor and Mouthfeel

Spread is moist but noticeably grainy due to ash yams’ initial dryness. Netch jelly can make the spread feel very smooth and slick. Flavor is mildly sweet, lightly spicy, and with a lingering smokey flavor.

#im really tired dont yell at me if this is weird #not my best work but hey i kinda like it #in my opinion dunmeri food is very all or nothing #it either tastes like dry bland shit #or it is very very very flavorful #the only exception to this is recipes that arent meant to be eaten on their own #like spreads dressings and all that good stuff #eso #elder scrolls #elder scrolls online #fictional recipe #dunmer #dunmeri #ash yam #netch jelly #morrowind

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mars-tamriel-explorer · 2 years

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Meeting the Stranger

They spend two days on Ravenna’s estate. Lucien does a lot of cooking when Ravenna doesn’t call on Viggo for it, and Inigo makes himself right at home at the archery perch. Ravenna joins him up there to practice her own aim with spells at one point, and they talk, Ravenna happily learns a bit about Inigo’s childhood, but insists there was nothing interesting enough to talk about happening during her own. Kaidan is as distant and broody as ever, but takes up in her library, helping himself to the wealth of historical and literary knowledge in her half-filled and two-thirds organized library. He does attempt to pick through her magic notes at one point, hoping to discover some horrifically evil magical studies or experiments she might be involved in, but ultimately the most vile thing he manages to make any sense of is a recipe that turns out to be for a lavender perfume she likes to wear. He’s torn at this point, between trusting the evidence he’s witnessed so far that she is just a genuinely good person, and his inherent distrust towards her for being a vampire - which is a predisposition he doubts he’ll ever be able to completely disregard. In the end though, he gives up wondering why he ever thought he’d find something amiss in the first place. Lucky he does before Ravenna corners him in the library, instead of after, but the conversation they have about a fictional hero’s epic she enjoys is surprisingly engaging, and Kaidan finds himself feeling oddly refreshed afterwards, accepting her offer to take it with him and read it on their travels.

When Lucien isn’t playing chess with Inigo, messing around in Ravenna’s kitchens and alchemy lab, and generally getting on Kaidan’s nerves - sometimes intentionally, sometimes not - he is training in magic with Ravenna. After their recent dragon encounter and subsequent chaos, Lucien has felt rather guilty for relying solely on the rest of the group to keep him safe - especially with the sudden increase in danger now that the dragons are back. He’s glad much of their training consists of poring over her old magic notes in the library, it’s far more to his liking than if they were to go out into her courtyard and swings swords at things for hours. Ravenna seems to need the refresher course too, Lucien notices as they go over her old notes -and when he says old, Lucien means old. All the pages, bindings, and faded ink remind him of the ancient and well-studied research materials he’d seen and read through at the libraries and colleges he’d been to in the Imperial City. In between the musty old books and hours of meditation, Ravenna and Lucien do some idle chatting. Lucien tells her about his family, she tells him that his parents sound like lovely people and tells him a little about her own doting mother and father. Inigo has been trying to get details about Lucien’s lover or lovers the last several days already, but it is Ravenna who finally manages to extract the information. Lucien reveals that his girlfriend is a poet back home in Cyrodiil, who sends him the loveliest letters. In exchange for the gossip, Ravenna regales him with tales about several previous lovers of her own, sharing misadventures of both romances and friend groups of the past. There’s certainly a pattern in terms of who Ravenna chooses for her partners, too, Lucien observes - between the tall, muscular nord who was her first love, the shorter, but built and cryptic dunmer spellsword she dated sometime after she first took to adventuring, and the burly orcish warrior who apparently set out to sweep her off her feet after she absolutely kicked his shit in during a one-on-one fight, Lucien cannot pass up the chance to tease her about how much she’s made her love life sound like a trashy romance novella. Then they get talking about actual romance novellas and find out they’re both complete suckers for them, so Ravenna picks one out from her collection for Lucien to read while they travel - at his own insistence. At one point Kaidan walks into the library while they’re discussing this shared guilty pleasure, only to turn on his heel, and immediately walk back out in disappointed silence.

Some of the fun and games end when they leave the estate, but not all. On the way out to Riverwood, they collectively do a crossword puzzle in a brain teaser book Lucien brought along, which they score by who can solve the most answers. All four of them almost tie, but Lucien wins by two points, leaving Ravenna in particular feeling miserably out of touch as she belatedly realizes she should have known both those answers. Lucien and Inigo run out of songs to sing at some point and when Ravenna gets bored she decides to get out some ridiculous book she brought along and start reading it aloud. Kaidan is pretty sure she has this book, not because it is a good book, but specifically because it is so horrible that it’s funny. It’s an awful novel about an edgy young woman attending the mage’s guild in Cyrodiil, and it’s so stupid, badly written, grammatically incorrect and riddled with spelling errors that Kaidan takes Ravenna’s hands in his and claps the book shut for her, nearly begging that she stop reading just so he doesn’t have to hear her purposely mispronounce another word. This ultimately starts an argument with Inigo - who, despite wholeheartedly agreeing that the story is horrible in every possible way - complains that he had become invested in the wizardess’s story. However, after they realize they made a wrong turn and have to backtrack an annoying distance everyone agrees that someone else should read the silly book next time they have a need for mindless roadside entertainment so Ravenna can properly navigate.

They finally reach Riverwood as the break of day nears, and if their mysterious friend wasn’t already at the Sleeping Giant, they would have ended up there anyway to rest while the skies were light. They go in, they ask for the attic room, and as the quartet crowds into the tiny room they were assigned, Lucien shuts the door behind them, and everyone begins searching the room for clues. They're all asking questions right now that aren't getting answered, but why someone took the horn and took off isn't one of them. That is obvious; someone wants something. Whoever took the horn wants something and thinks they can get it from the newly announced Dragonborn. Evidently, someone familiar with the Greybeards and their habits, too. The door opens, and the innkeeper toddles in, with answers on offer. Delphine is her name, and she passes the horn, not to Ravenna, but to Lucien instead. "So you're the Dragonborn I've heard so much about," she says with a sly grin and a glint in her eye like she's got it all figured out. All around the room, eyes dart, as an awkward tension rises. "It's, uhm. It's not me, actually," Lucien finally says, slowly. Delphine frowns. "Who is it then? Don't tell me it's him," she looks pointedly at Kaidan, who shakes his head, and looks down to Ravenna where she is sitting primly on the edge of the bed. A brief look of surprise shutters over Delphine's face before she finally just says "Huh, didn't expect that. Follow me." And so they do, although none of them can imagine how Delphine thinks she looks leading them all into her bedroom like it's not the most obvious thing in the fucking world. Inigo shuts the door behind them, and Delphine opens up her wardrobe's false back panel, leading them into a tiny secret basement. How charming.

With all the cards lining up on the table and the turnout looking like the start of a bad theatre orgy, Ravenna, Inigo, Lucien, and Kaidan gather around Delphine's conspiratorial little table, where Delphine grills Ravenna non-stop, grating her down like a block of eidar cheese and talking a big game without giving Ravenna any tangible reason to take her seriously. Delphine demands Ravenna's respect, but outright refuses her any in return, but she isn’t expecting it when Ravenna turns the tables on her.

“We remember what most don’t, that the Dragonborn is the ultimate dragonslayer. You’re the only one who can kill a dragon permanently by devouring it’s soul. Can you do it? Can you devour a dragon’s soul?”

“Yes,” Ravenna answers, “I don’t think I could possibly confuse what happens to me when dragons die with anything else, in fact. Hey, you wouldn’t happen to be working with the Blades then, would you?”

“What? No, I - how could you possibly know that?” Delphine sputters, caught off-guard.

“There aren’t a great many organizations out there dedicated to dragonslaying, that I know of. You’ve also got one of their swords there in the corner, just laying out. Had you thought I just wouldn’t notice?” Ravena indicates the weapon, something bearing a vague resemblance to Kaidan’s own sword.

“I-” Delphine starts, but Ravenna interrupts.

“Why did you feel the need to keep it from me that you’re a Blades member? Especially if you thought I was the Dragonborn,” she points out.

“I needed to make sure you weren’t a Thalmor plant,” Delphine snaps.

“Why are you even worried about the Thalmor?” Ravenna asks. Delphine briefly seems surprised that Ravenna is asking such a question, but not long enough to stop her from using the opportunity to recapture control over the conversation, using Ravenna’s ignorance to get things back where she wants them.

It takes her a minute, but eventually Delphine stops fucking around long enough to actually tell them what she wants, which turns out to be seeing Ravenna fight a dragon in person, because for some reason, the approval of the Greybeards - masters of the Thu’um and teachers of every known Dragonborn in Tamriel ever - isn’t sufficient for her. So they go meet Delphine in Kynesgrove, and take their sweet ass time doing it. They camp out again a few times on the way, and Ravenna vengefully entertains the idea of stopping on the way to visit the hot springs before ultimately dismissing the idea, if only for the looming threat of a dragon attack potentially on the horizon regardless of Delphine's nonsense. It is only after Ravenna has unwillingly performed her miraculous dragon soul-eating feat for the second time ever that Delphine stops talking down to her constantly.

“So you really are Dragonborn,” Delphine says, letting some of her genuine excitement show briefly before reeling herself back in, “I owe you some answers don’t I?”

“I’d certainly say so. Start with the Blades, what happened to you?” Ravenna asks, “Last I remember, the Blades were still a powerful faction in Tamriel, even if they were still awaiting another Dragonborn.”

“We were. But not powerful enough to bring down the Thalmor. Before the Great War, the Blades helped the Empire against the Thalmor. Our Grandmaster at the time thought they were the greatest threat to Tamriel. Back then, that was true, maybe it still is. So, we fought them in the shadows all across Tamriel, thinking we were more than a match for them. We were wrong.”

“Hold on. What great war?”

“The Thalmor started a war with the Empire almost thirty years ago now. Where’ve you been, girl?” As Delphine says this, Ravenna’s allies do some eye-contact exchanging behind her, as they all wonder about the same thing. Where has Ravenna been, during all this?

“Out of the country,” Ravenna answers vaguely. Technically not a lie either, she was in Solstheim, which is technically part of Morrowind, in a crypt, asleep. Her torpor had lasted about 30 years this time, so she’s rather out of the loop.

“Right,” Delphine agrees suspiciously.

“Moving on,” Ravenna expertly changes the topic, “What do you know about the dragons returning?”

“Not a damn thing, I was just as surprised as you to see that big black dragon here.”

“I recognized that dragon, the one we saw fleeing Helgen. Wasn’t that the same one?” Ravenna turns to her party.

“Far as I could tell,” Lucien agrees.

“Sure seemed that way,” Kaidan supplies.

“You have seen that one before?” Inigo exclaims.

“It was the one who attacked Helgen, I think while there was some sort of congregation of Imperial forces there,” Ravenna contextualizes.

“Interesting. Same dragon. Damnit, we’re blundering around in the dark here! We need to figure out who’s behind it all,” Delphine gripes.

“And how do you propose we do that?” Ravenna asks her pointedly.

“The first thing we need to do is figure out who is behind the dragons. The Thalmor are our best lead, if they’re not involved, they’ll know who is,” Delphine answers.

“What makes you think the Thalmor are bringing dragons back?”

“Nothing solid. Yet. But my gut tells me it can’t be anybody else. The Empire had captured Ulfric, the war was basically over. Then a dragon attacks, Ulfric escapes, and the war is back on. Now the dragons are attacking everywhere, indiscriminately. Skyrim is weakened, the Empire is weakened. Who else gains from that but the Thalmor?”

“I suppose you make a good case for the Thalmor - who is Ulfric again?” Ravenna is really not caught up on things.

“Ulfric Stormcloak, Jarl of Windhelm and leader of the Stormcloak rebellion. He and his men are rebelling against the Empire over the outlaw of Talos wordship imposed by the White-Gold concordat that ended the Great War between the Thalmor and the Empire,” Delphine looks increasingly irate at having to catch Ravenna up.

“Why in Nirn would the Empire agree to outlawing Talos worship?” Ravenna asks, “Tiber Septim was their god and emperor first.”

“The Blades weren’t the only ones losing out against the Thalmor, girl. The Empire couldn’t defeat or sustain a war against the Thalmor, so they’ve made a peace with them instead, but tensions are still high and it will surely be short-lived. Another war with the Thalmor is just on the horizon once the Empire has the manpower and resources.”

“I see. And the Stormcloak fellow thinks going to war with the Empire’s occupation of Skyrim now, right before another war with the Thalmor is about to break out, is the best thing he can do for his country-”

“We aren’t here to discuss politics, girl.” Delphine cuts Ravenna off irately.

“My name is Ravenna, do not call me girl,” Ravenna snaps back with equal vigor.

“You will speak to me with respect, if you want me to help you investigate this,” Delphine raises her voice at Ravenna, and for a second the vampire looks like she’s about to drain her next victim.

”You are the rudest person I have ever met,” Inigo seethes from behind Ravenna before she can decide whether or not she's going to literally sink her teeth into Delphine.

"I-" Delphine starts, but this time Lucien cuts her off.

"You nothing, Inigo is right. Stop hazing Ravenna and lets just get back to it. There are bigger issues to be worrying about."

"You have no-" she starts, but is finally shut down a third time, by Kaidan.

"Shut the fuck up, Delphine," the very large and very annoyed man orders. Delphine, finally, shuts the fuck up.

"Just tell me how you plan to investigate this," Ravenna says, bringing things back into focus. Delphine takes a deep breath, and answers.

“If we could get into the Thalmor Embassy... its their center of operations in Skyrim. Problem is, that place is locked up tighter than a miser’s purse. They could teach me a few things about paranoia.”

“How do you propose we do that, then?”

“I’m not sure yet, but I have a few ideas. I’ll need some time to pull things together. Meet me back in Riverwood in a few days, and keep an eye on the sky, this is only going to get worse.”

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