#ettie jurard

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tagged by @loghainmactir to write the first 3 words that come to mind for each oc

jasper: sweaters, cabin, flamingo

maura: blue, shield, blood

viktel: spirit, shout, fur

sacha: tavern, lute, stone

maur: rocks, salt, travel

elliott: pristine, glow, silver

clara: pink, sparkle, parakeet

sorley: blue, beast, sigh

aodhan: light, streak, drop

ettie: faith, wait, gleam

sehris: grin, sword, flick

mia: leather, window, vanish

#misc tag #endlessly screaming into the void #jasper hawke #maura cousland #viktel trevelyan #sacha trevelyan #maur stormcrown #elliott shepard #clara ryder #sorley kent #aodhan kent #ettie jurard #sehris #mia stone

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since ive been getting so many new motif pieces from the event, i finally gave ettie some new armor

might tweak it a little, either dye the leg piece light gray or the armor stark white so they match better, idk

#eso tag #magpie plays eso #endlessly screaming into the void #ettie jurard #i also want to change rhanas armor but for the time being shes using the lion guard costume i got from the level rewards #i might level one of my others down the road to get the covenant scout costume #im not real interested in the mage robes tho

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the shroud of smoke and dust and burning white light fades, and kurog and alga lie dead on the ground. ettie, kings champion, kings slayer, stands over them- by a margin of three or four feet, from her heels to the smoldering stone floor. white-gold light flickers around her like fire in the wind, in the shape of an armored warrior tall and broad as a giant, shimmering hand extended towards the dead in a gesture of farewell, of consecration. the words roll through bazrags head like distant thunder, {rest now, children of trinimac, and harm no more}

proud, stalwart chieftain though he is, he feels all the air and battle-rage rush out of his chest as the shimmering display turns to regard him. later he would tell himself he kept his dignity of his own will while face-to-face with an aedroths splendor, but in the moment he only feels the paralyzing cold burn of holy fear

it and she stop before him, and as he looks up into her face, with eyes as the sun and no trace of visible humanity to her anymore, he feels rather than sees a soft smile break beneath kind, wise eyes

{stand tall, bazrag chief of fharun. you have brought a great victory over injustice this day}, the silent echo is deafening, and it's all he can do to think of a reply, much less try to speak it aloud. etties arm stretches forward and the spectral hand rests on his shoulder, both weightless and crushing. {a heavy price has been paid by too many, yet still more will live in peace. the infection has been cleansed; let the wound hurt, so it may heal, and the scar bear witness to the strength of your people. now, receive my champion once more, and may blessings rain upon you and your house}

the light warps like a guttering flame and ettie lowers gently like a marionette to the ground. her face is soft at rest, as in a dream, and stirs only as the last beams of light caress her cheek before fading. when she opens her eyes, they're the same earthy brown as before. she blinks up at bazrag and gives him a tired smile,

"I see you've met my patron"

"... patron," his mouth feels like lead, but the word scrapes out. she huffs a laugh,

"chief bazrag, I don't believe we've had a formal introduction." crossing one arm across her chest, she bows, "I am sir ettrique jurard, crusader for and servant of stendarr. at your service"

he silently takes in the faint strings of glimmering light washing over her armor like dripping water, the smoking stone of the meeting grounds where smiting fire had only just raged, and nods slowly

"good to know"

#eso tag #the magpie writes #endlessly screaming into the void #ettie jurard #look if florentius baenius can share a headspace with arkay and talk to him like a casual friend #i think ettie can have a similar relationship with stendarr #maybe he doesnt bicker with her over her choices but they are more personal than the standard priest or adherant #i also like the timing of this bc its after the rift arc #where she was wearing down and questioning her role as a hero and feeling distanced from her faith #and in the wrothgar arc not only does she reaffirm her belief that justice and mercy are worthwhile and prevailing #but her status as a dedicated champion is validated as she is an instrument for enacting stendarrs will upon the mortal plane

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me: yknow what, i dont need canon, ill use my own ideas

also me: loops said ideas back around to tie neatly into canon so that its like nothing was changed at all

#misc tag #endlessly screaming into the void #ettie jurard #i debated between keeping her as a vestige or keeping on with the avatar of stendarr thing #and then decided 'why not both' #so as in the prologue she was sacrificed and is doing her whole hero thing without her proper soul #and will probably go through the rest of the main questline as intended #but now the reasoning for her doing that is tied to her being specifically chosen by stendarr to sort of be his hand in the world #(bc while the divines cant have as direct an influence on nirn as the princes i dont see why they cant work through middlemen) #(... i might actually make a handful of minor characters to fill in the world as emissaries of other divines in a similar fashion) #(not all would be as paladin-y as ettie. stendarrs laws just lend themselves very well to that archetype)

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rubs mehands together... ☠ ♥ and ♦ for ettie...

angry/violent headcanon

shes very slow to anger, herself, and violence is never her first resort to solving a problem. she very firmly believes in the words of stendarr- particularly the part about mercy and compassion being not only for fellow followers, but for all who dont seek to harm the undeserving

that said, when she /does/ turn to violence? being an avatar of one of the aedra is not without its perks, even when her divine doesnt personally manifest through her

family headcanon

her parents were well-meaning, but poor, and as soon as she was old enough sent her to serve in their local chapel of the divines. she grew up there, among others like herself, or who had chosen themselves to dedicate their lives to the divines. not all of them grew up to serve stendarr specifically, or even stayed with the church at all, but they were her family, just as much as the priests and healers and other crusaders she came to know when she transferred to one of stendarrs temples in stormhaven

quirks/hobbies headcanon

*cassandra pentaghast voice* “its literature. smutty literature”

(reads the equivalent of 10k pwp oneshots with at least half a dozen kinks, minimum three Problematic TM concepts per fic, and keeps copies of her favorites in her pack for those long, boring nights alone on the road)

#misc tag #askbox meme reply #ettie jurard #ty fren ;u; #loghainmactir

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ETTIE ☮ - friendship headcanon ♦ - quirks/hobbies headcanon ♒ - cooking/food headcanon ▼ - childhood headcanon

friendship

she has friends all across high rock, from her decades as an active crusader serving a temple. people remember the ones who save their farms from daedric cultists, or heal their near-death child, or empty their coin purse to pay off mercenaries into giving up their current contract. does she remember them? mm, not really

cooking/food

shes a passable cook, and enjoys trying new recipes when she has the time, equipment, and supplies, but like, nobodys going to specifically /ask/ for her to cover mealtime unless there really is nobody better available

childhood

as far as she currently remembers, she was an only child. but she was the oldest of three in her birth family. there was a middle daughter who grew up to join the local chapter of the fighters guild, and eventually broke off to run with a small-time independent mercenary company, and a youngest son, whose promising career as a petty thief came to an unexpected end when the lord he was to be robbing was actually home- and entirely nonchalant about the break-in, and the fact that it occurred while he was bathing. a string of interesting events later, the brother is living fairly comfortably in his manor as a “personal servant” (much to the disappointment of the lords mother, who previously had nagged him for years about grandkids)

#misc tag #endlessly screaming into the void #askbox meme reply #ettie jurard #food mention -- #in-fi-ni

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sleep headcanon ★ - sad headcanon ☆ - happy headcanon ☠ - angry/violent headcanon ✿ - Sex headcanon ■ - Bedroom/house/living quarters headcanon, aaaaand old age headcanon

sleep

since her second life began, she hasnt dreamed once

sad

im thinking when she retired from being a wandering crusader, it was to take up a guard post at her temple. more of a title than a job; there was certainly no shortage of younger knights to handle actual protective duties, should anyone be foolhardy enough to actually try to attack what was more or less a small, independent army backed by one of the aedra. she’d served there for decades, grown to know every inch of the property, every person who lived there. the priests and healers and knights and scribes and the children they raised and trained, the farmers who kept their gardens tended and their community kitchen operating

she had a partner there, armell cormier. theyd known each other since before their official dedication to stendarr, when they were under the care of the church, and grew only more inseparable as the years passed. they trained to be knights together, and passed with flying colors. a few years into their service, an incident with a cult of necromancers left armell with heavy ptsd, and ve had to retire from service. ve stayed on with the temple, helping the groundskeepers, and ettie maintained a relationship with vir even as her work frequently had her traveling to other areas of the country and away from vir. when she finally retired herself, they lived comfortably and quietly together for several years

and then what shouldve been a routine day trip to a nearby village was interrupted by cultists, ettie was killed and had her soul stolen, armell never found out that vir wife was brought back [as a vestige/as an avatar of stendarr- i havent decided], and she doesnt have enough of her memories to recall that she was ever married to begin with

happy

there is at least one trainee at her temple who is named after her, for the aid she gave his mother when she showed up at the gates as a pregnant teen running from a terrible family and worse husband

sex

I can’t decide, so here’s two headcanons: she’s a service top, and has a ladder piercing downstairs

wait no, three. she absolutely gets around with some of the recurring npcs. darien, gabriele benele, and eveli sharp-arrow come to mind

bedroom/house/living quarters

she has a house in glenumbra. a decent bed, some standard storage, cooking and dining space. decorated tastefully with souvenirs of her adventures; a bosmeri wall hanging, a dunmer rug, curtains from sentinel, etc etc

old age

this /is/ her old age. most wouldnt count living on the road as a chronic hero and daedra-slayer as standard retirement activities, but shit man, she already died, like hell is she going to sit around the countryside watching the world get fucked seven ways to sundas when she is perfectly capable of taking up her axe and doing something about it

#misc tag #askbox meme reply #ettie jurard #sex mention -- #writingnodule

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@in-fi-ni. ettie would be a virgo. september 15, tamrielic equivalent would be the lady

#misc tag #endlessly screaming into the void #ettie jurard #did i just spend 15 mins researching tamriels birthsigns maybe

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a really shitty aesthetic bc 1. im bored and 2. i love my eso main more than i anticipated when i first made her

#eso tag #endlessly screaming into the void #magpie aesthetic tag #ettie jurard #im currently fiddling with ideas for her bckstory #since all thats given in the game is 'u were sacrificed. sorry bro' #im liking the idea of her having lost a lot of her memory in the process of that #or at least- the details of who she was and where she was meant to be #im thinking she had a life partner. theyre still alive somewhere; waiting for her to finally come home #torn between worried sick bc shes been gone a long time and not worried at all bc shes always been capable and self-sufficient #part of me thinks ettie spent her life as a guard of some sort (city watch? lion guard? knight of the flame?) #(or maybe something more like the vigilants of stendarr. more a focus on combating daedra than enforcing law) #(would explain her casual attitude towards all the unnatural shit she goes up against in the various questlines. its nothing new to her) #part of me wants to make her a retired pirate #hmm #decisions decisions

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so it's like 3 am and I'm out of filter so

I'm kinda toying w the idea of ettie being like, specially chosen by stendarr for hero purposes. kinda like the concept of shezzarines in the day-to-day of it, in that the majority of the time she's just ("just") got uncanny skill in combat and can't seem to die when she should, and seems to have a habit of specifically going in and out of various afterlives and planes of oblivion to give death the finger and set things right. but I also like the idea that, occasionally, she acts as an avatar for stendarr, since unlike the daedric princes, the aedra are limited in how much direct influence they can exert in tamriel. but perhaps, they could take hold of a willing vessel for a time, when needed

bc tbh, I feel like the big fight at the end of the orsinium plotline wouldve been Perfect for a dramatic divine smiting- like, brightly glowing, avatar state, *you dare defy me*, display of holy fury. bc like hell would the god of *justice and mercy* really just sit back as kurogs plot unfolded, stacking one betrayal on top of the next, ready to spread needless suffering and death in the name of amassing power

but also I feel like the whole "the gods are distant and uncaring but we have faith and pray to them anyways" thing is boring as fuck, especially in fantasy worlds like tamriel where p much Everyone is religious but nobodys god ever like. does anything, outside of the ~evil daedra~

#eso tag #endlessly screaming into the void #ettie jurard #idk how much of the vestige stuff ill end up keeping in etties canon #but i am So Into her being an avatar of stendarr