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whispers-of-masser · 11 months

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Dragon's Tongue

✧ Nebarra x human!LDB, ft. Xelzaz & Khash ✧ Fluff, minor angst; 1300+ words ♫ "You And I (Stripped)" - PVRIS ✒ Something short n sweet today, I'm feeling soft

Nebarra was loath to admit it to himself, and he'd die before ever saying it aloud, but the Rift really was beautiful. Nothing compared to Alinor, to be sure, but... all the gold reminded him of home. And when he passed by a small, isolated farm, he could almost see himself on its porch, see his brother leaning against the door.

The illusions were younger, happier versions of themselves. So much more innocent, faces bright with naivety, eyes shining with plans for the future.

And then he'd gone to war.

He'd lost... so much of himself, in the deserts of Hammerfell. They had scorched and burned him inside and out, slowly bleeding him dry with every comrade he saw fall. And all that, for what? For all the Altmer's supposed superiority, the campaign had failed on all fronts – Hammerfell's walls and people defied them, and Cyrodiil remained in power, weakened but still unbroken.

How could the Thalmor still strut about, arrogant to Aetherius and back, when they had failed so miserably? How could they look at the faces of the families whose children and lovers they'd sent to die and only tell them they'd "served their purpose"?

Nebarra couldn't.

He couldn't face them at all. Not even through pen and paper, leagues away from ever having to look them in the eyes, ever having to see the pain and loss in their gaze.

Where the Thalmor were heartless, he was a coward.

And he didn't know which was worse.

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Night fell, and you called the group to halt, to make camp until dawn. Nebarra set up the tent as you argued with Xelzaz, trying to convince him that no, he shouldn't summon a flame atronach and then kill it for its fire salts, no matter how good it would make dinner taste. Khash merely looked on, muching on some clover she'd picked up somewhere.

At last though, you got Xelzaz to relent, though he asked you to gather some herbs in exchange, listing off the plants he wanted you to find.

"Ah... and take Nebarra with you."

The elf froze. Turned slowly towards the lizard. Demanded, "What? Why?"

"Two eyes are better than one," he shrugged, "and that much safer, as well. We don't know what's out there, and I'm pretty sure we passed a necromantic altar on our way here."

At that, you groaned, head rolling back like a teenager who'd just been told to do their chores. "Gods, not another one. Why do we always seem to run into those?"

"Luck of the Dragonborn? Anyway, off with you now – I have to get set up. Let's see, in whose pack did I leave my cooking pot...? Khash! Come help me with this!"

And just like that he walked off, leaving you and Nebarra alone by the campfire. A chuckle escaped you, and he glanced over to see you shaking your head. "I'm surprised he didn't tell us to hold hands, too, so we don't lose each other in the dark."

"Yeah, I'm not holding your hand," Nebarra snarked. And it was true. Absolutely true. Totally, one-hundred percent true.

"Oh wow, Nebs, that one almost hurt." Your soft laugh seemed to echo in his ears, his mind. "Come on, let's go – I don't suppose you heard any of the plants he wants?"

Blue and yellow mountain flowers, to restore and fortify. Purple for rejuvenation, and to give to Khash. Scaly pholiota for fiber and strengthening. Wild gourds and dragon's togue for flavour.

He snorted from behind his helm. "That would require paying attention to him."

"Should have known," you sighed. "Alright, listen up before I forget: blue, yellow, and purple mountain flowers, scaly pholiota, and dragon's tongue. And be careful with the purple mountain flowers, they're gifts for Khash. Oh, he also wants some wild gourds. Got it?"

"...Yeah, yeah. Let's just get going."

He definitely hadn't feigned ignorance just to hear your voice some more. Definitely not.

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"Ah, back at last! Perfect," Xelzaz said, stirring something in a pot over the fire. "Now I can get the real meal started."

"Then what's this?" Nebarra demanded as Xelzaz handed him a bowl, in exchange for the plants the Altmer carried. Even through his gauntlets he could feel its warmth, and a rich, savory scent drifted up through the slits of his helmet.

"Something amazing, from the smell," you sighed, and Nebarra didn't have to look to know you were drooling.

"Just a little sometime to hold you over," the Argonian demurred, handing you a bowl as well. "Thought I'd experiment with some of the flora I've gathered thus far."

That gave Nebarra pause. "Wait – experiment? That's settled, I'm not eating this."

"If you don't want it–"

Your words were drowned out by Khash's eager shout of, "I'll eat it! I'll take your bowl!" She rushed over to him, red eyes trained on the food.

"Khash, you had your share," Xelzaz chided. "Any more and you won't have room for the rest of dinner."

"Yes, I will! I have room for anything you make."

"She's got a point," you laughed, and Nebarra slowly, wordlessly handed her the bowl.

"I'll go keep watch," he grumbled, turning away.

"Oh, don't be like that! Nebarra!" When he didn't respond, you sighed, calling after him, "Alright, go sulk! I'll make sure Xelzaz doesn't poison your share, though you kind of deserve it!"

His back still towards you, Nebarra raised his hand in a rude gesture, and your laughter rang through the night.

Some thirty minutes later, he heard footsteps approaching; he didn't need to turn to know it was you. Your tread was distinct from the others, weighted with determination and confidence, whereas Xelzaz's was soft and steady, and Khash's light and hesitant.

"Here. Eat." Despite the short words, your tone was gentle, and Nebarra looked over to see you holding a plate out towards him, laden with a slab of meat and wild berries to the side. "It's delicious, and unpoisoned."

"How would you know?" he sniffed, catching a whiff of the food in the process. It... did smell amazing. "Did you try it?"

"I did, actually. Stole some of your steak when Xelzaz wasn't looking. And since I'm still standing here pestering you, I guess that means it's clean."

Nebarra paused, eyes training on your face. Half of it was wreathed in shadow, only the gleam of your eyes visible; the other half was illuminated by the campfire, revealing the soft smile you wore.

You... had a nice smile.

And before he could stop himself, he mumbled, "You're not... pestering me."

Surprise flickered in your gaze – surprise, and something else. Something he told himself he didn't recognise, refused to recognise.

After a moment, you said softly, "That's... good to hear, then. Because I have something else for you, too." Reaching down with your free hand, you pulled something from your belt and held it out before him. "I saved one, 'cause it reminded me of you."

Nebarra stared. There, held gently between your fingers, was a dragon's tongue flower, petals open wide and colours vibrant in full bloom. "This... reminded you of me?"

"It's gold. Just like you."

"...You really do have trouble with your eyesight, don't you? These are orange."

"Eh, close enough." You shrugged, the smile never leaving your face.

Slowly, Nebarra reached out and, ignoring the plate of food, took the flower carefully, delicately from your grasp, cradling it in his palm. "...Am I supposed to say thank you?"

"You just did." As he raised a brow from the shadows of his helm, you set the plate on a nearby rock and tapped the gauntlet that held the flower. "You accepted it."

He couldn't deny it. "Think you got me all figured out then, huh?"

Something in your smile shifted, your gaze flickering. "No. Not yet, anyways. But... I think I'd like to." And with that, you turned on your heel and walked away, leaving him alone in the dark, stunned.

And that night, as he sat in the shadows of the campfire, he stared at the flower for a long, long time.

#nebarra #nebarra skyrim #skyrim nebarra #skyrim #tes 5 #whisper writes #finally wrote that thing from my tags ages ago #and by ages i mean like a week lmaoo #also i now officially have the headcanon now that khash likes to munch on clovers and i don't know what to do with this thought #anyway in other news im so tired?? like for some reason writing Just Tonight REALLY drained me #i dont know how to describe it other than the fact that writing it felt like.... it took something from me?#idk man maybe i just burnt myself out a little; i haven't written so much and been so intent about it in actual years #tragically im not even happy about how it turned out but tbfh when is an artists ever satisfied with their own work??? neverrrr #im so tired man lol #i wanna keep working on the second part of just tonight and I have ideas for it but i just.... cannot right now lol #anyway off to play more skyrim and hopefully recharge #starting an altmer mage/college of winterhold playthough with only altmer followers #so that means im grabbing nebs; caryalind; taliesin; rumarin; idrinth; and eventually Telmiltarion since I downloaded summerset isle too #he has a standalone verison that doesnt require the full mod but #figured i'd play through the whole thing at least once since it ties into the cow story anyways #help why does “college of winterhold” abbreviate to fuckin COW I just noticed😭#anywho... ive never actually played with tel or idrinth before so im actually a little nervous; i hope i like them lol #wanted to try daegon too but then i saw she was pulled for updates and was like nuuuuu #might see about posting a screenie once i've got the whole crew together #anyway im off to go play for reals this time lol bye

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dynamite124 · 1 year

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this might Sound veeeeery random but do you know the mod Summerset Isle? you meet a guy there who can become your follower. his name is Telmiltarion. he and Taliesin would either hate each others guts or be best friends forever. sarcastic "little" altmer guys both of them.

Telmiltarion, my love! Oh how I've missed you!

I wish I was comfortable trying to install the mod for Summerset, I'd love to bring Taliesin back home. ;__; but I'm not that nice!

Between Nebarra and Telmitarion, it's like trying to figure out your level of spice, but with sass. Mild, Medium and Hot.

Caryalind is there because if sass isn't your thing, there's always sweet. Someone needs to level the sass-field, right?

#skyrim custom followers #Nebarra #Telmitarion #Caryalind #Taliesin #Altmer

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bees-tes-blog · 4 months

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when will telmiltarion update return from the war…

#buzz

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ludicrouslydonewithart · 2 years

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Odd idea, but team dragonborn's overwatch mains?

Ldb: decide that for yourself(default to top 500 because protag)

Kaidan: Rein AND Brig, would mostly play fill, super non-toxic until someone says something to LDB, ends up in all women parties and its confused how he got there, only gets on mic to tell toxic people to shut up, Silver 1

Inigo: Hanzo and Ana, hes super non toxic, dances in spawn and on point, sings on mic, plat DPs, bronze support

Lucien: He mains Mercy and Baptiste, crys after every match thats toxic, is plat 1, but is worse than everyone else

Xelzaz: Dps Moira, doesn't switch, very toxic, says hes carrying but he wont fucking heal, does actually get the job done, Diamond 5

Rumarin: Mains Sigma(cause his feet are out), hammond(because balls)and D.va(because hes a self proclaimed gamer girl), but refuses to actually tank, trolls a lot, really good at the game, but refuses to play well, Top 500

Nebarra: Reaper main, hes got hundreds of shitty plays where he just ults saved, super toxic to everyone but his supports, talks mad shit, Plat 1

Serana: Literally god teir, plays all characters, top 500, winrate of 70% on every hero Top 500, might be in a pro team

Remiel: Torb/Sym main, has a custom Aimbot she coded herself, actual dogwater, talks mad shit, is usually right, Bronze 5

Lucifer: Genji Main, constantly talks about how everyone is too toxic and its just a game, but hes 10× worse, always tilted, Silver 2

Sofia: Pocket mercy main, says slurs on mic, refuses to heal anyone but whos shes pocketing, secretly actually mains Lucio, Bronze 3

Caryalind: Mercy Main, Gold 1, flirts in general chat, unproblematic king

Khash: Junkrat Main, TALKS MAD SHIT, is a squeeker for the two hit combo, Diamond 5

Miraak: Moira main, Prides himself on how he can do both healing and dps, but only does dps, bronze 5

M'rissi: Soldier main, Ults then says its a skill issue, always on mic, silver 3

Nanak: Sym and Zen main, tries to talk philosophy and history in chat, very good at multi-tasking Silver 1

Auri: Zarya Main, flirts with all women she sees, and sometimes the men, but mostly the women, goes out of her ways to bubble ONLY the women on her team, doesnt play ranked,

S'ariq: Sombra/Genji main, but hes actually really good, you will never see him, but hes got a 45 killstreak, Top 500, may or may not be on the pro team with Serana

Bikhai: doesn't really have a main, plays whatever hes asked to, hes pretty good at tanks though, never uses mic, doesn't play ranked

Hoth: Reaper main, usually high when playing, never on mic, most people think hes racist, but he really ain't

Bishop: Soldier Main, wont play unless mercy is pocketing, constantly raging, super edgy, xXxLoneWolfxXx, always on mic, you can constantly hear his dog barking, pisses people off because he actually pops off when he gets his pocket mercy, Plat1

Thogra: Zarya Main, doesnt talk alot, minds her damn business, doesnt play ranked

Telmiltarion: his computer can't run overwatch so he plays stardew valley instead, is in the groupchat when everyone plays though

#did I miss someone?#skyrim custom followers #skyrim modded followers #serana #miraak #skyrim kaidan #inigo the brave #lucien flavius #thogra gra mugur #auri song of the green #khajiit will follow #sidekicks of tamriel #skyrim xelzaz #remiel skyrim #lucifer the argonian follower #Nebarra #skyrim m'rissi #skyrim rumarin

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whitegoldtower · 9 months

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The three Teams:

🌿🦅🌿 Team Caerwyn: Elenwen, Ondolemar, Dagduach (my oc), Inigo, Talerion, Faendal, Rulindil, Silvandrel (my oc), Ondolemar’s soldiers (I still don’t know what I’m gonna name them yet), Auri. ((CHAMPION OF BOETHIAH)) (Team Sigil is a black Hawk with a gold sprig of juniper in its beak and a gold mouse in its talons) (Aldmeri Dominion Alliance)

☀️🐍☀️ Team Corryn: Taliesin, Caryalind, Nebarra, Lydia, Telmiltarion, Lucien, Odahviing, Durnehviir, Paarthurnax. ((CHAMPION OF AURIEL)) (Team sigil is a black serpent coiled within a red sun) (Dragonborn Alliance)

🌹🕷️🌹 Team Eddard: Vingalmo, Serana, Garan Marethi, Ayla, Feran Sadri, Ronthil, the Karlov Brood (Vasile, Dumitru, Irina, Elisabeta, Lyzolda) ((CHAMPION OF MEPHALA)) (Team Sigil is a black spider on a white flower) (Volkihar Alliance)

Neutral parties?: Severin and Ancano (leaning slightly toward Corryn and Caerwyn), Gwydion and Brelyna (leaning slightly toward Corryn and Eddard), Dzizybor (leaning slightly towards Caerwyn), Hamza (true neutral)

#tesblr #skyrim #skyrim oc #things to help me remember my own stupid lore #also which teams would u guys pick lmao

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bowandarrowandbrokenguitar · 2 years

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The Telmiltarion follower mod will be ported to xbox and I'm so hyped!

#pretty Altmer boy who's snarky 💓#skyrim #custom follower mod #telmiltarion skyrim #telmiltarion

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rabbittwinrithings · 3 years

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Perhaps the thing that catches me off guard the most, but love about Telmiltarion is how he sounds like he’s about to knock on my door and ask if I’ve heard the good news of the eight divines.

#Skyrim telmiltarion

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incorrect-custom-followers · 2 years

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whats your opinion on Telmiltarion? I tried him out once but I got a bug where his face looked different than it should

i tried him out for a bit and i liked him! he was charming, but i didn't keep him around very long cuz i got busy with nebs and the others LOL,,, still im tracking him on nexus for when he updates with some main quest dialogue 👀

#im very excited for it #not an incorrect quote #if ur looking for a simple follower with some side quest lines but not may tel is a good guy to try out #also as for that bug....thats weird. i havent experienced that #re-installing maybe? or maybe he requires the high poly head? idk

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isamajor · 25 days

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Whumpril 2024 : day 16 to 20

16 . Coughing Fit

Telmiltarion hated caves. Each descent triggered an inexplicable apprehension. These cramped spaces made the hair on the back of his neck bristle, and this feeling of being trapped gave rise to panicked thoughts.

The air smelled earthy and stale. The dust made him cough. When he tried to breathe again, it became wheezy. The fear of choking took over, and his heavy breathing turned into fits of wheezing coughs. An endless loop began: increased fear, intensified wheezing, followed by violent coughing and choking gasps. He could no longer calm his cough. Everything his companions tried to do to relieve him seemed in vain. (103)

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17 . Hallucination

Nebarra staggered through the forest, holding a nearly empty bottle of wine in his hand. Fatigue tugged at his eyelids, but he refused to give in to sleep and its nightmares. The shadows of the trees in the moonlight turned into changing specters, dancing before his troubled gaze. A twig snapped under his feet, putting him on alert. He turned around, drew his sword, expecting enemies, but saw nothing. Only silence answered. Then, whispers floated on the breeze, growing louder with each passing second.

Complaints, dying groans, pleas... Was it real or were his nightmares from the War coming to life on the wind? (104)

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18 . Broken Glass

The vial had slipped from his hands and crashed to the ground, shattering into a thousand pieces and spilling its precious contents onto the floor. Lucien knelt down and tried to pick up the scattered pieces of glass but the sharp fragments did not fail to cut his fingers. He let out a squeal of surprise and pain. Drops of blood mixed with the spilled potion on the floor and, for a moment, Lucien became afraid of the alchemical mixture it could have made. He froze, sucking his wounds, among the broken pieces of glass, waiting for a possible alchemical reaction. (101)

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19 . « I need you. »

This goodbye sounded like a farewell. The dragon would transport the Dragonborn to the ancient fortress of Skuldafn. From there they would go through the portal to Sovngarde. A sort of journey of no return. Their companions who can teleport themselves would join them, but Lucien remained behind. Someone had to stay, right? However he wanted to believe that the Dragonborn could come back.

"Skyrim needs its Dragonborn. So do I.", he said in a strangled voice. "Ah that's sounded awfully gushy." he tried to compose himself. Then, squeezing the Dragonborn's forearm, he added, staring intensely at them, "Still, it's true.". (104)

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20 . Touch Starved

Taliesin sat alone in his tent, fingers playing with the cover of a book he had found in an old chest. The candle flame flickered, and the shadows caressed his face. Memories attacked him. Moments of casual touches like a friendly pat on the shoulder, a squeeze of the hand...

He sighed. He hoped, in the future, that his relationships with his new traveling companions would allow him to be touched, cherished, fully accepted as one of them. To ease the crushing void within him. Just one tender gesture, a single act of kindness to remind him he was worthy of being loved. (103)

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You can read all the Whump drabbles I've made so far for the Skyrim Custom-voiced Followers here ! Drabble collection (collection of small texts around 100 words each) featuring the Last Dragonborn, Kaidan, Lucien Flavius, Inigo the Brave, Auri, Nebarra, Xelzaz, Remiel, Lucifer the Argonian, Caryalind Thallery, Telmiltarion, Gore, Taliesin, Lydia and Serana.

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