#Proudspire Manor

[mazurga]

Dining room in Proudspire Manor

#skyrim #gif #elder scrolls #solitude #proudspire manor #ifttt

[jauffre]

ELDER SCROLLS ONLINE: LOADING SCREENS

↳ PLAYER HOUSING [3/8]

#elder scrolls online #eso #tamriel #skyrim #elsweyr #morrowind #vvardenfell #deshaan #proudspire manor #solitude #tesedits #edits #i beg of queue remember my name

[terenos]

HOUSING SHOWCASE -> PROUDSPIRE MANOR STORAGE ROOM

#i run this as elda's house and i hc her as being the character who canonically does dungeon/trial runs! so this is her ''loot pile'' #off doing all those kinds of things #esoedit #tesedit #theelderscrollsonlineedit #theelderscrollsedit #elderscrollsedit #elderscrollsonlineedit #the elder scrolls #the elder scrolls online #proudspire manor #*mine

[genesisreach]

My personal ranking of homes in Skyrim:

Lakeview Manor: Easily #1. Fairly secluded with a wonderful view of Lake Ilinalta. In the woods, so you can go hunting right out your front door. However, troubles include a neighboring conjurer (possible necromancer?), occasional bandits, and occasional giant.

Breezehome: #2. Would place at #1 if not for LM's seclusion. The OG starter home. Whiterun as a whole is beautiful. Farms and wild game all around so you don't have to worry too much about food. Very competent and wise government with Balgruuf as Jarl. Just don't get involved in the Grey-Mane/Battle-Born dispute. Trust me. Also, house is made of wood and in a dry environment. Be wary of stray flames.

Heljarchen Hall: #3. Basically on Whiterun/Pale border. Again, be wary of flames. Wide, open land so you can hunt fairly well. Or start a farm (Heljarchen Farm mod is right beside Heljarchen Hall).

Proudspire Manor: #4. Beautiful architecture. In Solitude, so you are arguably in the safest city. Real-estate price is egregiously high, though. Politics are fairly mild aside from the war, and Falk is a pretty competent steward. Just avoid Erikur at all costs. 100% recommend attending the Burning of King Olaf festival.

Windstad Manor: #5. Hjaalmarch is mostly swamp to the North and snowy mountains to the South. Windstad Manor is on the Northern end of the swamps on the coast, so be ready for exceptionally cold winters. Beautiful view of Solitude and the Sea of Ghosts, though. (Additionally, neighboring the Windstad Mine mod area.) Be wary because it has the High Gate Ruins on one side and Ustengrav on the other. The swamp is also filled with frostbite spiders and the occasional chaurus.

Severin Manor: #6. Large, spacious interior with wonderful Dunmer architecture. All utilities you could need. House Redoran is a fairly competent local government. However, almost no work since the mine closed. Ash is everywhere from Red Mountain, so be sure to have something to cover your mouth and nose. Also, try not to wake up working on some strange shrines against your will.

Hjerim: #7. Beautiful architecture. Windhelm as a whole has wonderful architecture and rich history. However, it is very cold and the other residents are very unpleasant. If you're looking for an empathetic population, do not come to Windhelm. Additionally, beware of a killer on the loose.

Honeyside: #8. Only below Hjerim due to the presence of the Thieves Guild and the Black-Briars in Riften. Otherwise, very nice home. Back door leads right out the the shore of Lake Honrich, so prime fishing spot. Most likely humid with occasional rotting wood, though.

Vlindrel Hall: #9. Dwemer architecture is fascinating. However, doesn't really have anything else going for it. Forsworn are all throughout the Reach, including inside Markarth (don't let the guards lie to you). The Silver-Bloods are arguably worse than the Black-Briars. More likely to get killed than in Windhelm, and more likely to end up in prison than Riften. Plus, Thalmor actively reside in Understone Keep. Avoid Markarth unless absolutely necessary.

Winterhold: No home in Winterhold. Residence at the College doesn't count. 0/10.

#skyrim #lakeview manor #breezehome #heljarchen hall #proudspire manor #windstad manor #severin manor #hjerim #honeyside #vlindrel hall

[nerevar-quote-and-star]

Marcurio: Thanks to the wonderful world of gambling, the Dragonborn and I are moving out. 

Marcurio: I just lost our house AND her family manor.

#oh boy 🤦🏻‍♀️ #marcurio #oc: aurora orianus #last dragonborn #dovahkiin #marcora #vlindrel hall #proudspire manor #solitude #Markarth #nerevar queue and star #incorrect quotes #incorrect elder scrolls #incorrect skyrim quotes #the elder scrolls #tes #skyrim #the elder scrolls v: skyrim #source: twitter

[omgkayplays]

#ts4 #sims 4 #simblr #my edits #did some more work on proudspire manor today!

[mannimarcoiscool]

I think Taliesin likes the tree lol

#tes #elder scrolls #the elder scrolls #Skyrim #skyrim screenshots #Thalmor #skyrim thalmor #thalmor skyrim #skyrim taliesin #taliesin #Aldmeri Proudspire Manor

[sasquach-scratches]

I was reminded it’s the 9-year anniversary of this stupid thing which is fantastic cause I was JUSt thinking about this yesterday lol

this is it, this is what set me on my current path

Do not recommend having a zombie Ulfric Stormcloak for more than harassing the Windhelm smiths, tho, since he likes to shout in battle and knock you face first into the dirt while fighting skeevers

#the elder scrolls #elder scrolls #Skyrim #tes #im not sure if i uploaded this here but w/e #i love how you can date this by the fact that Aza-jo is building a hearthfire home #he sticks to Breezehome and Proudspire Manor in the 'final' version

[merry-fagoland]

ive gotta know

#poll #skyrim #the elder scrolls #tes #tes v #tes v skyrim #🐁.txt

[starofnyra]

Need a fic of Tally and Cary starting an anonymous agony aunt column where they give advice to all bereaved citizens of Skyrim.

Featuring:

Occupying the Proudspire Manor balcony 24/7 to read letters and bitch over the terrible relationships ("-this idiot is OBVIOUSLY not interested in the ex, I've never seen a flag more red than when we marched on Cyrodiil in the Great War!" "Tally, don't say that in the middle of Solitude-")

Some advice-seekers seeming suspiciously familiar ("This 'Romantic of Solitude' pining for his strong independent colleague... isn't this Falk Firebeard?")

Surprising the growing readerbase with very deep and touching advice on topics of family, self-confidence, and loneliness, since the two lads can relate.

Shrieks in the middle of the night. People start to whisper about the ghost inhabiting Proudspire Manor... it's just the lads getting the GOOD tea.

Caryalind: *LOUD gasp* Taliesin, sitting up from bed with cucumber slices falling from his eyes: "What?!" Cary, waving around a letter: "Nazeem's wife wants a divorce!"

DB wondering why there are so many letters to Proudspire Manor all of a sudden. They don't know about the side hustle.

Guest aunt Nebby! A lot of readers actually prefer his snarky, blunt advice. It certainly resonates with the Nord way of things.

Nebarra: "If he tells you what to do with your own money one more time, tell HIM what to do with his LACK of money and kick him out the house."

Xelzaz figures it out a good while into the bit. He connected the dots between the sudden popularity of this advice column and the piles of letters in Cary's room. He prefers to read the letters and be a sounding board for Tally and Cary instead of publishing his own advice.

He'll definitely share some quick cooking tips though. Some people think that The Gourmet is a contributor to the column; it's just Xelzaz.

Just Tally, Cary, Nebs, and Xelzaz on the Proudspire balcony, popping open Alto Wine and bonding over shitty relationship advice.

#skyrim custom followers #caryalind thallery #skyrim taliesin #xelzaz #nebarra

[xec]

FACTIONS OF SKYRIM I. The Bards College

The Bards College is a musical school in Solitude. It is where any aspiring bard starts their career in tale-telling, poetry, or song. It is located next door to Proudspire Manor, near the Blue Palace. It was first formed during The Second Era as part of the Guilds Act.

#skyrim #skyrimedit #tes v #tesedit #gamingedit #mine:skyrimfactions #can't promise i'll finish this but whatevs #i have 2 done already so let's see

[azures-grace]

Uhhhh Taliesin!

I'm saying this is after the events of Skyrim and he reunites with the Duchess because he should be happy. all of my lil blorbos should be happy. Maybe he's sitting in Proudspire manor, I think that's what the shelves look like.

@dynamite124 this was the wip I was asking about!

Alternate clothing under the cut (it is also unfinished because I changed which outfit i wanted for the final product)

#azure arted #elder scrolls #skyrim #taliesin skyrim #there are several other outfits but none of them are actually like... finished. they're all really messy. I played around a lot of clothes.

[changelingsandothernonsense]

The birds pre Diplomatic Immunity. Putting Teldryn in netch leather because I just have to have him running around in it across games. Featuring the pretty circlet gift I referenced in an ask recently :)

Sydari is going to a really boring party and isn't impressed with the outfit Delphine picked out (too stuffy) so she's running around Proudspire Manor in her flimsy green robe thing.

Just wanted to draw these two together, it's going into that "To be rendered" list.

#my art #teldryn sero #sydari aralen #linearts #serious mistakes #my dumb birds #dunmer #his hair is just...

[mareenavee]

(Tired) WIP Wednesday

Dragging ourselves through the week through the chaos <3

I've been ill but writing has been a balm! I'm gonna share a few snippets with you.

Was tagged by @thana-topsy (HUGE HUGS! Aiden and Sarel are adorable and you DID IT. You did the thing!) and @kookaburra1701 (I'm still waiting on Book 32 of your fic universe, and will cheer until its ready!)

Tagging especially @changelingsandothernonsense for the Sad Wars which have produced amazing content as of lately from me, for being writing exercises hehe. Not to brag, I'm just really fond of the work! And of course the amazing @paraparadigm, @thequeenofthewinter, @snippetsrus, @wildhexe, @nuwanders, @oblivions-dawn, @miraakulous-cloud-district, @throughtrialbyfire, @expended-sleeper, @inquisition-dragonborn @archangelsunited, @dirty-bosmer, @viss-and-pinegar, @ladytanithia, @polypolymorph, @gilgamish, @tallmatcha, @rainpebble3, @late-nite-scholar, @greyborn2, @saltymaplesyrup, @orfeoarte, and YOU. Because yes. You are tagged. Tag me back if you have stuff to share! I love to see it.

Below I have a few samples from some WIPs! I'll start with World, as I'm restructuring chapter 31 <3

This selection is long, too! 1,050 words, below the cut!

1) The World on Our Shoulders, Chapter 31 Athis's POV as he goes through Northwatch Keep to save Thorald. 219 words.

Still, there was something unsettling about how unnaturally quiet this part of the keep was. The hairs on the back of Athis’s neck stood up, some instinct he couldn’t place screaming of danger. Something was wrong. He’d felt this way once, years ago, before a bear charged out of the woods that time his hip had been shattered. He’d almost died, then, if it hadn’t been for Farkas and that priest out of Falkreath. Odd, that, as it was a priest of Arkay. The irony wasn’t lost on him. Now, however, was not the time to lose focus.

Athis pressed against the wall that lead out of the twisting passageways into a room that looked, from what he could tell, like some kind of torture chamber. Only, the air rippled with some kind of magic that felt like static on his skin the closer he crept. He remembered how it felt when Nyenna used certain spells nearby; this one didn’t feel like anything he could recall, and that didn’t bode well. None of it did, if he was being honest. He got the sudden notion that perhaps it wasn’t worth all the trouble — that Thorald might already be dead. But no. If there was the slightest chance that he was still alive, Athis couldn’t leave him here. He wouldn’t.

2) Storms Like This A secret WIP I'll be editing and finishing soon for a friend. 266 words.

He’d thought back to one of his favorite memories of her, besides their wedding. Before they’d decided to adopt and start a family, they were living comfortably in Proudspire Manor in Solitude. He’d been overwhelmed at first by the city he’d only ever passed through before. Living in it meant becoming entangled in the political nonsense, which Sigyn seemed to take in stride. She’d come home, fancy clothes thoroughly drenched from the rain after being gone a particularly long time on what was supposed to be a local errand, and deposited an old hip bone into a chest by the door. Unnerving, sure, but not too atypical for her.

She took him by the hand and dragged him out into the storm, onto their back porch, all while Jordis silently judged them both from her perch at the kitchen table. Sigyn had said nothing, only smiled as he’d exclaimed from the cold downpour the further she led him outside, but then, even over the thunder, he’d heard it—the Bard’s College, practicing for the Burning of King Olaf, bright and clear, almost enhanced by the storm, music reverberating through the very stones of the building next door. They danced together, on their porch, regardless of the weather. It was if, for a moment, the entire world consisted of only them. She’d laughed even as their sodden hair clung to their faces, and as water ran freely into their eyes. [He] knew then, despite all of her chaos, he would follow her absolutely anywhere for as long as he lived.

Storms like this always reminded him of her.

3) Fragment - part of The Bitter, Bitter End (Unpublished as of yet.) Featuring Nevena Ules as the POV and Orvas Dren. (Yeah. Ew.) 209 words.

Orvas was leaning over the stone parapets, looking down into the courtyard where regular people milled around on business relating to Vedam’s gathering. The moons shone overhead and, besides the noise of the crowds and bards inside, all was silent. She cleared her throat, and Orvas turned to her. He smirked—the same sarcastic look he’d won her heart with when they were younger and under far less pressure—and closed the distance between them.

His eyes, blood red in this light, held storms. She knew what had been worrying him, but she was trying hard to ignore that part, until it was safe to talk about it. Vedam’s overreaching included parlaying with the Empire and solidifying trade between Morrowind and other provinces. Only, there would be an embargo if the Blight situation got worse—which it already was, by the day. And if all of that work was so new, the newfound strength of House Dren would be the first to collapse. Orvas had said as much, and had been bringing it up in their conversations more often as of late, because Vedam wouldn’t see reason. He thought he could see a solution, but even thought of it scared her.

He wanted to ally the Camonna Tong with the Sixth House.

4) Fragment - part of It's Always Darkest Before the Dawn (Unpublished as of yet.) This one is is Danger!Bean Varlais's POV. 353 words.

Varlais never felt like he belonged anywhere in particular, to be fair. His parents had been elevated slightly after a few turns of events when they’d moved with Ondolemar’s family to Skyrim. That was, technically, his doing, all those years ago, but they were still othered by most Altmer of any rank, Thalmor or not. It was complex, of course, and he didn’t have the energy to parse it all. He’d leave that to Ondolemar, who seemed like he could hold every political detail in his head, as if his mind was some kind of tome.

All he knew was it had to do with the Ayleid ancestry that refused to fade into the background for his family, no matter how many generations. Aerissa, at least, never looked down at him for the blue eyes, thank Auri-El, but she was back in Alinor now, doing clerical work for the Thalmor. And, of course, he was stuck here. But at least, if he was here, he could try and save her from them. No matter how badly he missed her, he’d keep fighting. Before she became a thrall, well, she’d always stuck by him. He looked down at his ring, the gold band glimmering with a faint enchantment, the metal worn and scratched. Somehow, likely by Mara’s direct intervention, he’d not lost the thing, nor had it torn through his skin and bone in some horrifying way. He touched the edge of his left ear where he’d lost an earring that way, and was grateful at least in that moment, his magic worked to stanch the bleeding.

As of late, he’d been feeling even more unmoored than usual, despite Ondolemar’s best efforts—the man was seventeen different kinds of distracted, after all. They were and always had been close as brothers, but with so much changing and hanging in the balance, Ondolemar had to focus on the plan. They had a goal, after all, as impossible as it all seemed. The Civil War and the Dragons were mucking up pretty much everything. Varlais also tended to make himself a problem, though never intentionally. Not really.

#MareenaWrites #Many many things #The World on Our Shoulders #Dragonborn and Far-Star Marked #The Heart of the World #Storms Like This #The Bitter Bitter End #It's Always Darkest Before the Dawn #Nyenna #Athis #LDB/Athis #Ondolemar #Varlais #Linare Varlais #Nevena #Orvas #Nevena Ules #Orvas Dren #Camonna Tong #Sigyn #skyrim #skyrim fic #morrowind #morrowind fic #tes #tesblr #tes fic #elder scrolls #elder scrolls fic #wip wednesday

[omgkayplays]

#ts4 #ts4 screenshots #sims 4 #simblr #duplicated my preset and gave it a Witcher makeover #also proudspire manor is looking pretty damn good #🥀

[alding-art]

"And this old Dunmer kept on lecturin' me on how Morrowind's lost it's way. I said can't you hear my accent? I wasn't even born there! I don't give a fuck about livin' in mushrooms an' giant bugs.

He was like ooohhh if only the N-Nerv…a…Neravereen were still around, they'd make a fine Hortato…or something…"

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Avrin's taxi service, picking up a rather intoxicated Karelle from the tavern. A long time ago he offered her a spare room in Proudspire Manor if she was ever in Solitude. Though sometimes he regrets he ever did. Why does this woman keep coming back to him like a stray cat? It's a mystery. Karelle is a dunmer but was born in Cyrodiil, in the city of Cheydinhal. Whilst that region has a large dark elf diaspora, she is part of the central Empire's cosmopolitan culture so Morrowind and its traditions are alien to her. As you see, she's heard of the usual cliches and a few postage stamp sized bits of history but has no real connection. But don't mistake that for not caring about Morrowind dark elves on a personal level - they're weird but still her distant cousins. She bristles at the bigotry that is prevalent in eastern Skyrim towards elves and isn't afraid to stand up against that.

#the elder scrolls #skyrim #elder scrolls #dunmer #altmer #ocs #avrin #karelle #my art