#daedra armor

[faiiryteethh]

#my edits #daedric princess #daedric armor #daedra #daedric lords #daedra armor #dremora #dremora class #skyrim #skyrim edits #skyrim gifs #tes: skyrim #the elder scrolls v: skyrim #elder scrolls #elder scrolls v #elder scrolls: skyrim #elder scrolls gifs #tes gifs #gaming gifs #video game gifs #video game edit #video games #gamer girl #༺♡༻ #dovahkiin #dragonborn #dawnguard dlc #skyrim anniversary edition #skyrim fans #skyrim edit

[theribbajack]

Continuing in my quest to raise awareness for the potential of Daggerfall!Sheogorath and my headcanon that red is his natural color. Feat. a Jyggalag concept.

#my art #sheogorath #skyrim #tes ii #tes iv #tes v #oblivion #shivering isles #daggerfall #jyggalag #daedra #character redesign #kind of #i whip my hair back and forth i whip my hair back and forth #on da a long time ago i found a fantastic concept for jyggalag's armor #one day i will draw it

[elderscrollsconceptart]

"Daedric Armor"

Concept art for The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim

Art by Ray Lederer

#ray lederer #the elder scrolls #art #concept art #tes #skyrim #nord #daedric armor #daedra #oblivion #armor design

[theoneandonlysemla]

Morotar in Daedric Armor

It is done, it is done! Finally! 🥲

I've been working on this one so long, all the damn details of the armor drove me insane and the sword... Big oof. And I am not going to talk about how I redid his whole damn face... But I love it so much!!!

I'll be drawing something simple now. A circle. No, a dot. My eyes hurt. 🫠

Oh, and go read Dealings with Daedra, if you wanna read about this badass character!

#tesblr #the elder scrolls #elder scrolls #fanfiction #skyrim fanfiction #ao3 writer #ao3 #my art #art #digital art #armor #daedra #dealings with daedra #altmer oc #oc #my ocs #altmer

[ego-osbourne]

Rakell’s Armor

//click for better image quality … Time: 7hrs//

Rakell’s days as a kynmarcher have long-since passed, but the armor that marked him as such was simply too good to leave behind. He made it himself, after all, why wouldn’t he feel inclined to keep it? His composition relies heavily on layers of smooth plates and a chainmail hide beneath. The gold accents aren’t just for show, but can be used to apply some serious close-range damage, as seen with his claws and spiked toes (watch out for kicks!). While he doesn’t directly serve under his Prince any longer, he still harbors high respect for Mehrunes Dagon and wears his symbol with pride. The most challenging part of creating his armor was, surprisingly, NOT the part where he had to bleed on every piece to shape the ebony into daedric armor, but rather having to accommodate for his horns! His shoulders needed a lot of room, and the horns of his helmet are actually hollow to let his own horns slip into them.

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Finally made a solid look for this lad. Armor is always a pain to conceptualizo but I’m happy with the results :] I’ve toned down a lot of his gold accents from the concepts, and I think I like the scarcity better. I was trying to wait for his actual reference sheet to draw his armor, but some things take a higher priority. Happy to have it done :,]

Extra note: the reason why it’s not spiky is because I think specific dremora groups have different crafting styles. Dagon dremora rely on large, smooth plates, with the only spikes to be seen being used purely for practicality. Overly-spiky armor is usually seen on Bal dremora (though they don’t share the same colors, ofc, many more blues and silvers rather than reds and golds)

#Rakell #tes #tesblr #tes art #dremora #daedra #daedric armor #tdi #the dez illusion #my art

[enanet]

Daedric Armor from Skyrim by FlashingPixel

#Daedric Armor #Armor #Daedric #Daedra #Skyrim #Gaming #Playstation #Pixel #Pixel Art

[arcaneyouth]

as a special birthday gift to me the first thing skyrim decided to do to me today was delete every single potion ingredient i had been collecting since the start of the game

#*shakes fist at the cheat room mod* damn you..... you deleted my fucking POTIONS CHEST #it then deleted 4 more storage chests but i got scared of them getting deleted so id already moved my stuff out #im devastated tho. getting rid of my ingredients was the worst possible thing. #get rid of all my armor and weapons? whatever #my actual potions? sure fine i have too many anyways #i guess i wouldve been more devastated if it had gotten rid of my special items chest #its where i kept all the fun misc items from quests #thank god those didnt disappear #but STILL. MY FUCKING 15 DAEDRA HEARTS!!!!!!!! #***ALL MY FISH!!!!!!!!!!*** #MY FUCKINF FISH WERE IN THERE!!!! I STILL NEEDED TO MIVE THOSE INTO MY HOUSE!!!!!!!! #IM SO MAD #not really. this is so god damn funny. why did it do that tho

[kirbyzenforever]

I have this take and its that the Rathalos and daedric armor are like cousins or siblings they're similar mostly like the colors and spikes

They look very nice side by side

#daedra #daedric armor #rathalos #rathalos armor #via my Twitter #cousins #siblings #sisters #monster hunter #skyrim #mhrise

[littledragondork]

I was going some cleaning before I move back to school and found this dude!!

Pretty neat!!

#this dude has to be from 2013 at least #skyrim #the elder scrolls #tes #elder scrolls #the elder scrolls skyrim #elder scrolls skyrim #daedric armor #daedra #the elder scrolls v: skyrim #tesblr #tes:v #figurine #game figurine

[lordrandreaming]

How it started vs how its going..

From level 39-40ish to 105! Daedra has come along fine, another great work of mine that im immensely proud of! 49 hours in, I'm busting ass and sledding fast.. Bloodhound's Fang is my FAVOURITE weapon. So im sure it'll stay with me till endgame.

I've completed Ranni's quest, going to free Blaidd at some point and then let him go crazy (for his armor and sword.. Then never again) and whatever ending Dae is gonna get, im excited!

When i faced the Mimic Tear Daedra, i was just amazed and laughing the whole time. Wasn't expecting to see him! And then i got the Mimic Tear Ashes and it's brought nothing but joy! Im over joyed seeing another Daedra, fuckin shit up like he does..

Im going insane.. I love this game so much. Daedra's development has been a real journey and i can't wait for the Paid DLC! I'll actually wait this time and not do it in NG+7 like i did with Ashes of Ariandel. (Thinking about doing a sorcerer run soon 👀)

And god, the lore? Heart wrenching, fucked up, absolute souls story telling. Just splendid, in my opinion.

#mori speaks #elden ring #OC: Daedra #i live here now #the lands between? thats my house now. all of it. #love getting my fashion souls on #raging wolf set was the one armor i really wanted ever since i seen the network test bloody wolf class #fav set.. he do be stylin #i love him.. hes my son

[trickstarbrave]

WIP Whenever

wait shit. i got tagged earlier and i forgot D:

i got tagged by @boethiahspillowbook so

wip is vivec! the water fucking killed me. but now i have to do everything else in the picture UGHHHHGHGHGH

we also got some writing WIPs! here is one from moon and star where we actually get to see nerevar's mother prior to him being born--

and i'll taggggggggg @thescrolls-haveforetold @orfeoarte @caliblorn and @mulberrycafe ! and anyone else who wants to :)

Becoming the champion of Boethiah was not an easy feat. Especially not in Resdayn where worship of the Good Three was commonplace--a pillar of their culture since the days of Saint Veloth. Many wanted to make a name for themselves by completing trials for the Good Daedra, and fewer even had a chance to be named their champions, let alone actually be bestowed with that honor. 

But Nivara wasn’t one to quit. She was dedicated, powerful, violent, and refused to die in battle. Many tried to best her, and yet they always failed. It wasn’t a glamorous lifestyle to travel from place to place, killing to earn money for supplies, but it was the only life she had ever wanted. She loved the thrill of battle, besting her foes, and being the last one standing. She had known since she was a little girl this was the only way she wanted to live. Sleeping out under the stars, being battered by ash storms, and hunting for her meals was all the more rewarding as she knew she was Boethiah’s chosen. 

And when the god summoned her to her shrine, Nivara was ready to kill whoever Boethiah requested her to kill. Yet, it seemed as though the Prince of Plots had another task for her, one that only baffled Nivara. 

Boethiah came in the form of a woman, blood stained battle armor, chest exposed, serpent coiled around her. 

“You will meet a man you cannot kill in combat.” Boethiah declared, making Nivara’s eyebrows furrowed. Had her god seen that she would fail? Why would Boethiah warn her of such a thing, when her usual method of handling failed champions was letting them die? “He will be unable to kill you in turn; a true equal.” Again, it seemed outside of her usual teachings. 

“You will have a child with this man. That is my will for you.”

“A child?!” Nivara questioned, baffled beyond all reason. 

Nivara was not the type to be a mother. If she was, she would have never chosen to be Boethiah’s champion, living and killing in the wilds of Morrowind to her heart’s content. She would have instead chosen to stay behind in the small mining village she was from, taking a husband and birthing more children to toil in the mines. 

She wasn’t maternal. She wasn’t affectionate. She didn’t know anything about taking care of an infant. 

“It is a task you have been chosen for.” Despite the absurdity of asking a killer to be a mother, Boethiah wasn’t wavering. “Flee like a coward if you wish to refuse. You know the consequences of your choice.”

To accept the task would likely mean giving up her position as Boethiah’s champion, unless the Goddess of Destruction would ask for her infant’s life as sacrifice. And to refuse the task also meant giving up her position, instead living in disgrace and incurring her god’s wrath and any punishment the prince would see fit. 

It was an unfair choice, but Daedric Princes were rarely ever fair. And Nivara was no coward. 

“... As you wish, Dark Mistress.” Nivara relented, as the vision faded.

#my art #my writing #wip #moon and star spoilers

[truth-01001001-liar]

Ilabael Muhr in her fancy armored robes :)

The daedric reads: Thrice for the three, thrice for another three, and twice more to placate mortality and madness.

(In the fourth era she is often considered to be a heretic as she participates in ancestor worship that includes the good daedra, ALMSIVI, but also Lorkhan and the mad god for some reason.)

#tes oc #dunmer #tes #dark elf #tes oc: ilabael #my art #TruthiLiar’s art #Skyrim

[elderscrollsconceptart]

Daedric Helmets

Concept art for The Elder Scrolls III: Morrowind

Art by Michael Kirkbride

#michael kirkbride #art #the elder scrolls #concept art #tes #daedra #daedric armor #morrowind

[daedrabait]

I wanted to make a (serious this time) oc ask game of my own. feel free to ask me any of these on my oc blog if you'd like.

Skyrim OC Asks

What is their birthsign and does it have any large significance to who they are?

Do they worship any deities, be it aedra or daedra?

What factions are they a part of?

Do you consider them canonically dragonborn? If so, how are they faring at their prophetic duties? If not, what made you decide to do away with that part of the vanilla story?

What were they doing before their adventure officially began?

How old are they?

What non-combat skill do they excel at?

What is their combat style?

What skills that they fall short on?

What hold do they dislike the most?

From a story standpoint, what is the general opinion of your character amongst the people of Skyrim?

Who are they closest to?

What questline had the biggest impact on them?

What's their morality like?

Do they consort with Daedra?

Did they feel sympathy for any villains they came into contact with? If so, who and why?

Have they refused any jobs? If so, why?

What's their favorite armor?

Do they have any family?

Whats their least favorite hold?

What is their least favorite minor enemy to fight?

What creature are they most fond of?

Are they prone to boasting?

Who would they consider their biggest rival?

Who is their love interest?

Do they enjoy the cold Skyrim weather?

What kind of terrain do they enjoy the most?

Are they an "explore everything in the area" type of person, or do they go "straight there and back"?

What do they think of Skyrim politics? (Jarls, Thanes, empire, high kings, etc)

What is their favorite type of dungeon?

What is their preferred method of travel? (Ex: Walking, carriage, horse, etc)

Would you consider them to be merciful?

Do they have a specific color scheme?

What is their most preferred weapon type? (Ex: Glass dagger, dwarven bow, etc)

Could this character wield a two handed weapon successfully?

What is their opinion on draugr?

Did you make this character with a certain love interest in mind?

Is there a certain mod that is very important to this character's playthrough?

Has their character design changed?

Do they have any piercings or tattoos? If so, how many and what are they?

Do they wear war paint and if so, is it significant to them in any particular way?

#oc ask game #tes 5 skyrim #tes #tesblr #ask games #skyrim ask games

[ego-osbourne]

me seeing Sanguine in your posts: oh wow what a handsome demon

me playing skyrim for the first time and seeing Sanguine in-game: what.

(Not saying the in-game Sanguine doesn't look good but your drawings of him have lived in my mind rent-free and I love your version of him(+ Ego) 🥺)

Did I accidentally yassify a daedric prince? Yeah. Do I regret it? Nah.

Thank you for your kind words UзU Here’s a doodle that this ask inspired me to make—my Sanguine but entirely clad in daedric armor like we see him in-game >:) //click for better quality//

//they are joking, ofc <3

Trying out some digital sketchy style stuff, mostly trying to see what looks decent but can still be quick. Wordless + closeups below

#sanguine #ego #sam x ego #daedric prince #daedric lord #daedra #last dragonborn #ldb #dovahkiin #daedric armor #breton #tes #tesv #tesblr #skyrim #elder scrolls #the elder scrolls #my art #tdi #the dez illusion #ask box

[thana-topsy]

Hey so no pressure whatsoever to answer this sleep-deprived ask but I have (once again!!) been reading Breathing Water for that Comfort Fic dopamine, and I realised that to travel from Winterhold to the Nightgate Inn they would have to pass through my absolute favourite location, the Wayward Pass shrine!

It's an interesting little shrine to Arkay and I was wondering what kind of reaction you think Teldryn and Neloth would have had to it? I can imagine of course as more daedra-leaning worshippers they might not look twice but it's always where I take my OCs and wondered if you had any thoughts

Hope life's treating you kindly <3

Thank you SO much for this lovely ask and this interesting prompt! Idk if you meant it as a writing prompt, but that's where I took it. (I love that BW is a comfort fic for you, that is such a high compliment). But anyhoo, I even fired up Skyrim to go wandering around the freezing north to get a feel for the area. So here you go! Please enjoy a retroactive cut scene of this leg of Neloth and Teldryn's journey.

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“Admit it, we’re lost.”

“We most certainly are not.” Neloth cast a guidance spell, the snaking purple light fettering out a few feet ahead of them. He dropped the charge and pursed his lips. A sweeping gust of wind rolled up the mountainside from the sea and nearly pushed him over, adding insult to injury. 

“I told you to buy a damn map from the innkeeper!” Teldryn said, holding a fireball in his palms for warmth. “But oh no, of course the Great and Powerful Master of House Telvanni is beyond something as tried and true as cartography.”

“Will you shut it,” Neloth snapped. “I need to concentrate.” The cold was getting to him—a deep, bone-numbing cold unlike anything he’d ever felt—creeping death at its worst. He cast a quick flare of his warming spell, reserving his magicka while briefly returning feeling to his toes and fingertips.

“That looks like a pass over the mountain,” Teldryn said, his voice weak beneath the howl of the wind.

Neloth squinted through the snow. “Where?” 

“Up there, look where I’m pointing.”

Neloth stepped beside him to follow the line of Teldryn’s finger. Sure enough, there appeared to be a gap in the mountain’s sheer rock face. 

“If we hike all the way up there and it’s a dead end, then I’m–”

“Yes, yes,” Teldryn interrupted, waving him away as he began to trudge forward through the deepening snow drifts. “You can eat me first when we run out of food.” 

“Gallows humor!” Neloth called after him with a humorless laugh. “At a time like this?” When no response came, he began to follow silently in the path Teldryn had carved through the snow.

It took them an inordinate amount of time to reach the top of the mountain, battling against the growing blizzard the entire way. By the time they reached the pass, Neloth had moved beyond the point of shivering, frozen to his core. They paused in the shallow grotto, panting and regaining some of their warmth. 

“Oh,” Teldryn said with quiet surprise, prompting Neloth to look up. 

Seemingly cut into the rock, partially hidden from the elements, a single skeleton lay in front of a shrine along a stone slab, carefully arranged, accompanied by various offerings—a longsword, armor, dried herbs, bits of gold and jewelry. 

“It’s a shrine,” Teldryn said. 

“Obviously.” 

“To Arkary, it looks like.” 

“Which one is that?” Neloth asked, and received a withering look from Teldryn in response. 

“You’re joking.” 

“Partially, yes,” Neloth said with a twitch of his lip. “God of cycles and death and what-have-you. I’m not that out of touch, Teldryn, please. Have a little faith.”

“Faith, right,” Teldryn grumbled. He brushed some of the snow off the statue at the center of the altar, then picked up one of the pendants that lay by the skeleton. “They say a body that’s received the proper blessings of Arkay is immune to necromancy,” he mused to no one in particular. “Seems useful, honestly.”

Neloth pursed his lips, eyes narrowing. Yes, he’d heard such things, but never had he been presented with the opportunity to test the theory. Purple light swirled into his palm, a micro-rift into the realms of Oblivion, and with a small push—subtle enough that Teldryn wouldn’t immediately notice—he directed the rift into the skeleton that lay across the altar.

The rejection was strong and immediate, like a door slamming shut inside of Neloth’s head, followed by a wave of nausea that he only barely managed to swallow down. He dropped the spell and turned to brace himself against the opposite wall, taking deep breaths through his nose.

Teldryn set the amulet down then turned slowly towards him, expression hidden behind his chitin helmet and goggles. “Tell me you didn’t just do what I think you did.”       

“The opportunity for an experiment presented itself,” Neloth argued through the taste of rising bile in the back of his throat. “All in the pursuit of knowledge.”

“And did you come to a conclusion?” 

There was smugness there that Neloth didn’t appreciate one bit. He hoped his scowl conveyed as much. “Let’s just keep moving. At this rate we’ll be corpses ourselves, and I don’t see a priest of Arkay anywhere to lend a helping hand.”

“Whatever you say,” Teldryn said, still far too smug. “Lead on.”

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Shoutout to @paraparadigm for the "door slamming shut" imagery inspiration from her fic "Always Read the Fine Print".

#topsy's asks #topsy write #neloth #teldryn sero #skyrim fanfiction