Jormungandr

 

Hmmm, very intriguing. I'm looking forward to see Kiva in real action.

    Thank you very much! Let's hope perfect order will never happen for Mundus.

Machinations of a Lich - Chapter 4 Reality Asunder Useful information for the reader: Skanas thoughts are written in red. Skaal absorbed the flames of his transformation to fuel his magic even further, emanating a metallic and etheral roar of rage. Auronus was just standing there, eying the lich as he was accumulating magicka. "I don't know why the architect allows you to use the eye, but know this lich. I can feel all of the lords watching us right now. One of them, not being welcome even among their own ranks. Should you defeat me, i am certain he will take action, due to his nature. Consider this a warning. Will you doom Nirn, or do you surrender and be destroyed to save it?" As Skaal began to shape flame in his arms, he ignored Auronus question entirely and spoke to himself, analyzing his opponent."Magical resistance present due to daedric nature, metallic surface, logical choice; intense heat." Skaals personality underwent a change when he transformed, being focused solely on magic now, his courtly manners and way of speaking being exchanged for cold logic and analytical thinking. "Follow-up depending on results. I sense no immediate retaliation or preventive measure incoming." When he unleashed his spell, the temperatures could be felt increasing significantly in the boneyard, a stream of such intense heat, the flames were almost white. The spell dispersed on Auronus iron body, merely throwing fiery sparks from the surface of his skin. "I see. An attempt to probe your opponent. It is been a while since i last fought a lich, but it seems your kind never changes." Skana couldn't believe what she saw. She could feel the intense heat even from where she was standing, a spell like that should have left less than ashes behind. "You have to be joking, it simply ..dispersed?!" Ylfa who knew more about magic than Skana was just waiting for something. "I have seen two liches battling in an Ayleid ruin, in Cyrodiil, two centuries ago. I left the ruin really quick after they were done testing each other and got serious." Skaadi was confident in her husband, for a good reason at that. "His phylactery is indestructible, so is Skaal now. Even if it would be possible, destroying the Eye of Magnus would propably unmake Nirn. Auronus is already dead." Contrary to what Skaadi said, Auronus is trying nonetheless, attempting to summon his kin to fight Skaal. "The warlord of dawn summons thee, my kin and army, heed my call! Let us crush this abomination together!" Skaal nullified Auronus conjuration immediately when he drew the magicka of the spell into his hands, crushing it, denying the Auroran any chance of help in the fight. "No, you don't." A loud screeching sound, as if iron scratched over plain stone, could be heard when Skaal charged his hand with unfamiliar magic."Analysis irrelevant, there is no need for old habits. Extreme measures are alway sufficient." What Skaal projected from his hand, was unreal, it looked like a dying version of mundus like it is seen often in study rooms of wizards, scribbled onto panels and blackboards, encircled by fire. It was incredibly loud and a form of pressure could be felt when he casted it, as if gravitation just increased its force in the Soul Cairn. The space around Auronus got twisted, torn apart and pieced together all at the same time when the spell hit him. This was magic belonging to no school known to man or mer, this was Magna-Ge magic. The projectile didn't just explode, the effect was surrounding Auronus until it began to twist him as well, tearing him apart at one end, without piecing him together at the other, like it did to the surroundings. Auronus spoke in a tone no one would ever expect from a daedra, while the spell destroyed him, sadness. "I see it now, i can see it all. All the planes, the realms, even aetherius. I served Meridia so long, but the sight of hers was never given to me. It is beautiful.." Auronus had trouble to speak as the spell did its work. "I was....blind... my...kind got never.... rewarded for our service. Yet ...we continued to... destroy...the undead...in blind faith...i wish.....i could......amend.....". The auroran warlord took the rest of his dying words with him into nothingness. Skaal showed no reaction to the aurorans dying speech as he viewed the boneyard for a few seconds. "It is done." When he changed back into human form, Skaal found himself back on his knees, exhausted. However it did not prevent him from giving a snide comment. "Shors bones, what a poet!" Skaadi was shocked and ran immediately over to her husband, never having seen him on his knees before after a fight worried her. "Skaal! Are you alright?" Skaal was about to get up when Skaadi reached him. "I'm fine Skaadi, i'm just not used to wield this kind of magic. I couldn't destroy his animus, i only managed to damage it, that auroran must've been ancient." Skaadi noticed that Skaal wasn't satisfied with the outcome. "Only. None of us could have done this, don't undervalue yourself so hard." Skaadi hugged her husband from behind after he got himself into an upwards position, speaking into his ear in a playful tone."Save the kneeling for later when we're back in the castle." After chuckling a bit to herself she added;"I love you, Skaal." Skaal visibly happy to be in the arms of his wife, just closed his eyes and savored the moment. "I love you too Skaadi." Skana just stared at the undead couple and thought about Ylfa and herself and when she should tell her about her feelings directly. Ylfa however seemed to read her like an open book when she asked Skana."Want to tell me something?" jokingly. It happened in a flash, just as Skana wanted to give Ylfa a matching answer, Skaadi and Skaal were encased in a huge strange crystal. Ylfa gasped as she ran together with Skana to the crystal. "No! No! No! This must be a bad joke. Auronus wasn't lying, but i never thought he meant...this. I've only seen in it books before." Skana thought Auronus prediction of doom for a cheap trick herself, just like Ylfa, but she had unlike Ylfa no idea what was going on. "So what is this? And how do we get them out there?" When Ylfa replied, the sudden, silent appearance of a giant humanoid figure in the boneyard, made her interrupt herself."Thats an order-" "-Crystal." The giant figure closed Ylfas sentence. The giant who materialized a great sword matching his size out of nowehere, leaning on it, giving him the charisma of a judge, introduced himself with a speech overflowing with formality. "I am Jyggalag, daedric lord of order. The actions of the one you know as Skaal have provoked my reaction. The laws of mundus are not to be touched by the lesser races and I disagree with the architect who has subjected one of his eyes to Nirn. However he has not shown any signs of objection. I am to restore order to Mundus hereby, judging you accordingly." Jyggalag lived up to his daedric personality of order and deduction. "The vampire and lich known as Skaadi and Skaal will remain in stasis for eternity, to prevent further meddling with the laws of mundus. The vampire known as Ylfa is hereby judged to remain in the soul cairn for eternity as punishment for collaborating with the former named beings. The vampire known as Skana, who became the cause of all this when the daedric lord of domination, rape, slavery, vampirism and corruption Molag Bal, also known as god of lies, turned his interest towards her, will have her past corrected. The event of Molag Bal taking an interest in her will have never happened, she is to remain a dead thrall reanimated by an imperial necromancer known as Illia. Before Ylfa and Skana could say anything, a portal swallowed Skana. Skana didn't know where she was, but noticed she was lying on a hard surface, she felt as if she just went through a door into somewhere unknown. Or rather, like her soul found the way back into her body. As she got up, Skana tried to recollect her thoughts about what just happened. She couldn't remember how she got here from the soul cairn. Her head felt like a sponge. Soaked in black mud. Rubbing her head, trying to get her thoughts together, she noticed her sense of smell was gone. The place seemed awful familiar to her as well. After she got up from the altar, she was perplexed when she noticed this was the room where she was reanimated years ago. Years ago. Her sense of taste was gone as well. When she tried to call out for Ylfa, she could only bring out a growling noise. After ultimately noticing that her fangs are gone, panic overwhelmed Skana. "This can't be. Why am i dead thrall again?!" Hastily she began to try to get her collar off, even more panicked as she remembered what Jyggalag said in the soul cairn. An eternity as dead thrall, the thought alone fills her with fear. She remembered being subjected to Illias sadistic whims every day even as vampire. It branded her. A scar on her soul that would take years if not decades to disappear and to be under the thumb of that woman again, is the last thing Skana wanted. "No! Gods, please no!" Illia entered the room, looking at Skana with her cold gaze. "Ah, at last, you're awake. How wonderful. At least one of you bandits withstood the ritual, i'm afraid your friends are dead." With a demanding gesture Illia pointed onto the ground infront of her. "Now, come over here like a good little thrall and kneel before me." Skana was paralyzed in fear when she heard Illia speaking after all those years, but her body moved on its own. She knelt infront of Illia as Illia had demanded. Despair was seeping into Skanas thoughts. "I don't want this all to happen again, why do i have to endure this again?" Another person entered the room and spoke with Illia, Skana did not recognize the voice, but the name. "What common markings for a thrall, Illia. Did you learn nothing from Uthrang?" Illia gave a sharp reply as the other person clearly was provoking her. "Shut up Maera, just because Uthrang reanimated you as revenant instead a thrall, doesn't mean you're not serving him." Maera just snorted."We will see about that. It's none of your business anyway though. Now, shall we see how good you control that little pupped? There's still one of her friends left, I left him alive extra for the occasion." Illia was delighted to hear that and conjured a familiar great sword. "How very thoughtful of you. It should be entertaining at least." Illia commanded Skana to stand up before she handed her the great sword."Get up, you got a friend to kill." Holding her sword once more, Skana was just standing there, gritting her teeth and looking down. Depression began to gnaw at her. "Why? Why is it different from what i remember? I didn't got the sword here and i didn't had to kill a ...friend." Illia looked at Skana as she turned around to follow Maera."What a splendid expression, you are propably drowning in despair right now. Follow me, let's further that sensation of yours." Skana had no choice, she followed Illia and Maera into an adjacent room. They were standing infront of a kneeling man, one of Skanas friends, as Illia had put it. The man was shocked when he saw Skana. "Skana? By the gods what have they done to you?! Do you recognize me? It's me, Angvor." Maera was excited. "Command her to kill him! I so love it to see the look on their faces!" Illia obliged, apparently anticipating the moment herself. "Of course, kill him!" Skana did not recognize the man. Nor had she memories of him. But something in her was screaming not to kill him. When she talked to Skaal back in the castle, she thought she wouldn't care. She realized, this man is the only link left to her past. Skana wanted to say something, but she could only accomplish to growl. "Why can't i speak? Why can i not ask him who i was? Who he is?" Angvor looked at her, sadness adorning his face. "Skana, it's me Angvor. Don't let her turn you into a monster. You were always strong-minded dear, i know you can fight it." Skana felt the effect of the dead thrall spell controlling her again when she raised her sword to strike the man infront of her down. There was an emotion in her she could not discern, but it froze her in motion resisting the spells effect for a moment. Skana remembered that her vocal cords were damaged when Illia killed her the first time, she put every bit of effort into it to say something. "I....aahhng...sorrhg". Angvor smiled sad, knowing his words cannot prevent what will happen, but it seemed he understood what Skana said. "May the gods forgive you for i will. I hope we will meet one day again in Sovngarde, Skana." Illia grew impatient and she commanded Skana again with an almost agressive tone. "I said, kill him!" Skana felt her resistance against the spell dwindling. The spell kept pressing harder the more she tried to resist, she knew she cannot hold it for much longer, but she didn't want to kill this man. There was something in her that broke at the thought to strike him down. Before she could finish the thought, her arms were moving on their own, her sword slashed Angvor, but it didn't kill him. The palefire enchantment discharged and he writhed in anguish. When Skana looked into his face, she was on the verge to go insane, something broke in her, she did not know what, but seeing him in pain made her almost feel it herself. Not for long, The second strike was deadly and she wanted it to be deadly herself, to end that mans suffering. Skana was overwhelmed by grief for reasons she did not know. She dropped down on her knees, emanating bizarre noises due to her still damaged vocal cords, as she began to sob. No tear left her undead body though. "Why...? What did i do to deserve this? What did he do to deserve this?" Maera was irritated at the outcome. "Bah, that was far less thrilling than i have anticipated. To make it even worse, i think your thrall has a few screws loose, it has emotions." Illia lectured Maera with her own snide theories. "I intend to find out if emotions might not be able to shape how a thrall develops, surely Uthrang never needed to do this, since you're perfect and all that. But i do admit, it's not the outcome i would have hoped for.." Illia did something. As Skana knelt there in grief, she noticed her mind getting cloudy, her thoughts began to slow, it felt like wading through black mud. Mere seconds later, Skana collapsed onto her back and lost her consciousness. When Skana awoke, she found herself in a familiar place again. The cage in Illias hideout. The sticky black mud was still in her mind, albeit lifting, she couldn't grasp a thought long enough to keep it. "...this...the end...?" Illia and Maera had a casual conversation with a few snide remarks here and there, about torturing someone and witty banter about necromancy. Skana could hear the words but her mind was working too slow to make sense of them. "...daggers into her side... ... stretching rack!.... ...studying her bones...." As Illia noticed Skana being conscious again, she just looked at her and renewed the effect of the spell without having to say anything. Skanas eyes immediately became heavy and her thoughts came almost to a standstill. She was at her breaking point, she wanted to give in. A mindless thrall would feel no pain and perhaps Illia would overdo it one day and she could die the final death. "...don't...care.....anymore...." Skana closed her eyes, looking forward to embrace nothingness. Anything to escape what would await her. A hollow and morbid voice spoke in her mind. "In our final seconds, we realize what we want most, what we did wrong. Tell me Skana, are these your final seconds? I can tell you have done nothing wrong, but what do you want most?" Somewhere in the backyard of her mind there was still a spark of thought, remembering a person she had feelings for.. "...Yl..fa....?" The voice said nothing, but suddenly she saw Ylfa infront of her, with a questioning look on her face. "Who are you?" Skana was back in Castle Volkihar, but everything felt surreal. Ylfa would never ask her who she is, Ylfa knows her. "It's me Skana! don't you remember me, Ylfa?" But Ylfa walked away. "I know no one by that name and i don't meddle with dead thralls, we will tolerate you here, but you should go back to your master and serve him." Skana was shocked, she didn't understand what was going on. "Ylfa?.." But Ylfa ignored her, it was as if Skana wasn't there for her. Skana couldn't believe what happened. "No, this is wrong, this is all wrong!" But Ylfas words sparked an idea and she sprinted through the castle. "There must be an altar here, this is a vampire castle, there has to be one." She didn't had to search for long. The room was an exact copy of the one she was in when Molag Bal took her by force and turned her into a vampire in Coldharbour. Skana almost ran towards the altar, harboring hopes to be able to flee from this nightmare. "This has to work, please let this work!" She kneeled infront of the altar intending to present herself to Molag Bal. "Molag Bal, lord of domination. I come willingly to you, i beg of you. Let me serve you." Waiting for a response from the daedric lord, Skana kneeled for minutes infront of the altar. Nothing happened. Skana tried it again, she couldn't believe Molag Bal would turn down a willing slave. And it was better than beeing Illias torture puppet, even if mindless. This was at least a chance. "My lord, please. I beg of you, enslave me, take me, do whatever you want with me, i am yours, body and mind." As Skana realized Molag Bal wouldn't respond to her pleas, she dropped onto her side. She began to sob again, this time out of her own emotions. Depression overwhelmed her together with a sense of futility. "I don't want to live like this...what use is undeath when i only get tortured by the hands of a madwoman?!" When the morbid voice spoke to her again, Skana knew it wasn't Molag Bal. "There is a way out, there is always a way out. For some, it takes aeons to open its path and others are afraid to walk it. What are you?" Black mud clouded her thoughts again as she closed her eyes lying infront of the altar. When the fog lifted itself from her mind again, she was standing in meridias temple, surrounded by shades. The shades were repeatedly hissing the same words at her. "It's corrupted, it's corruped, take it, take it, free yourself, free yourself!" Skana realized the shades are referring to the Dawnbreaker. As she walked up to the podium, the shades became even more agitated, reciting some kind of oath. "He swore! To serve!" "He swore! To serve!" She took the Dawnbreaker from its podium without hesitation, to her surprise, nothing happened, the shades were speaking the truth, the Dawnbreaker was corrupted in this reality. As she eyed the blade with disdain the shades continued to recite. "He died, he prayed!" "He died, he prayed!" Skana saw her only option to prevent the future Jyggalag had given her. She thrusted the blade into her body. She knew it was weak to make a runaway in suicide, but there was nothing left for her. She had no intention of becoming Illias toy and Ylfa did not recognize her anymore. The few days she had with the Volkihar clan was the best thing ever happening to her since her reanimation. Jyggalag took it away from her when he altered her past, changing reality itself. It was strange, it didn't hurt, rather it felt comforting. As the world around her darkened, the shades were frantic, finishing to recite an oath to someone Skana didn't knew. "Betrayed by his lord! Vengeance he swore!" "Betrayed by his lord! Vengeance he swore!" Skana did not know where she was, but this looked very much like the form of afterlife the undead get. Everything was dark around her and even with her eyes she head problems to see in this place. "This must be the void." As she got up from a ground she could not see, she noticed something nearby. Something big. A giant humanoid figure, which seemed to be stuck in the invisible ground, with a body made of bone and a cloud of whirling darkness as head with two blue burning lights as eyes stared at her. The being spoke to her with the same morbid voice she heard in her mind. "Correct, this is the void, but you did not die your final death, Skana." Skana was perplexed at the being knowing her name."Why do you know my name? Who are you?" The being spoke, while its glowing eyes stared at Skana. "We are aquainted, but we do not know each other. That is not important. The matter of causality is important however. The one who caused this desaster was not you. Neither was it Stonefire. Jyggalag himself was it in his own arrogance. The Soul Cairn is now connected to both realities. You need to undo what has been undone." "Undo what has been undone? Only Skaal could do this and i'm not good with magic myself. But Skaal is..." Skana stopped to speak when a sense of futility went through her. The being however seemed to sense this."I saw it all. Do not despair little one. I was defeated aeons ago in another reality, but not in yours. Yet my reality is older than yours while it is not. I was shaped by the void to what i am now, but the one you know as Uthrang is a tricky one. Know this, Magnus has more than one eye, as you have two, so does he. Uthrang banished it into the void using an elder scroll. I am unsure how he managed it, for my sight does not reveal their mysteries." After a short pause a little orb manifested between Skana and the void being. "This is Magnus' second eye, it is blind and much of its power is lost however, it allowed me to form this pocket in the void, preventing myself being absorbed into it. I shall grant it to you, for i am sure you wish to return both realities being into one again. You must make haste though, both realities will collide into each other, destroying all of Mundus if unprevented." The small eye floated towards Skana and stopped above her hand, Skana could feel its power radiating, this small eye was almost overwhelming, she had trouble to imagine how Skaal could handle the other one. "Jyggalag would go that far?! But how can i stop it? I can only swing my sword, i have no idea what to do with the eye! And what do you mean with it is blind?." The being seemed to think for a moment before it continued. "A single eye cannot see through the void. Magnus did not object with Jyggalags intentions because he could not see them. Uthrang planned this all to take the lich Skaal out of the picture, but bringing Jyggalag into this was his miscalculation. By banishing the eye into the void, he hoped Jyggalag would make an appearance, placing bets on the most powerful of daedra lords seems logical at first, but Jyggalag goes to extremes to execute his sense of order. When Mundus would be destroyed, that is his idea of perfect order. There can't be disorder where nothing exists. A fatal flaw in Uthrangs machinations." When Skana touched the eye, she absorbed its power. The feeling was utterly overwhelming. She staggered when the immense amounts of magicka entered her body. "Shors bones! I feel like i'm about to explode, what insane power is this?!" "The tools of creation, little one." The being explained. "And this is just a tiny fraction, like a hair to yourself in comparement, of the power the god of magic wields, but enough of that. You don't need to be a wizard to use the eyes power. You can discharge it with a weapon of daedric craftmanship. Go to the Soul Cairn, where the spear still lies, use it to shatter the crystal, once the lich is free and the eye connected to him again, your eye will resonate to the other and Magnus will see what is happening. But be warned, the eye has only enough power left for a single reality shaping and Jyggalag will not stay idle when the time comes." Skana was frowning. "I don't know how to get into the Soul Cairn, and how can we battle Jyggalag? He's a daedra lord." The creature apparently has thought this through for a longer time, regarding Jyggalag. "I do not know how to enter the Soul Cairn, the order crystal is hindering my sight on it. But the revenant known as Maera knows it. As for Jyggalag, do not fret. I made a vow once and i intent to fulfill it. Summon me when Jyggalag appears, i will serve you as i have served my old lord." Not having any clue about magic made Skana repeat herself. "I told you, i have no experience with magic, i can't summon anything even if i wanted to." After a short pause, and feeling terribly awkward she added."Besides, Illia can command me." The void being being chuckled with its morbid voice. "You will find yourself rather resilient against the dead thrall spell with the eye in your posession. Also when the time comes and the eyes are resonating, you will know everything you need to summon me and more. No go, before it is too late!" Skanas mind became clouded again and she passed out. Skana found herself on a bloodied wooden table when she regained consciousness. Illia and Maera were discussing what to do next to her. She awoke in the middle of whatever sadistic experiment Illia was doing to her. "Oh look she's conscious again, what do you say? Time for the stretching rack?" Maera lifted Skana from the table and dropped her onto the ground like a wet stone. "Yeah, no blood in her veins anymore, time for the bones." Skana groaned in pain, they must have stuck all sorts of daggers and knifes into her, she noticed how weak she was, there was no blood left in her body. But she had no time for this. She crawled towards her cage in hopes to amuse the two sick idiots who were gloating at her, getting herself some time to recuperate. Judging from Maeras reaction it worked. "Aww how cute, the slave wants back into her cage." Illia just laughed as they both watched Skana crawling along the floor. She began to feel better when she almost reached the cage, feigning weakness to have Illia open the cage door and close it behind her, to gain a few more precious seconds. After Illia locked the cage door, she and Maera went into the antechamber of the cave to construct the stretching rack, at least that's what Skana was willing to hear from their conversation. This would give her enough time. Skana stood just there in her cage, concentrating on wearing the dead thrall spell on her mind down and regaining her strength. Much to her surprise it was easier than she had expected. After a few minutes, she felt like she could rip a mammoth with bare hands apart. She easily kicked the cage door open, making the lock fly away with a loud clanking sound. Skana knew Illia and Maera must have heard that. Skana had little time to search for her sword, she could hear Illia and Maera coming back to the room. Luckily Illia hadn't much places where she stored something as large as a great sword, Skana found it after a few seconds in the large ornamented chest standing next to Illias bed. As Maera and Illia entered the room, Illia couldn't suppress a surprised;"What in oblivion?!" when she saw Skana at her chest."You stupid corpse, get away from my belongings!" Maera just stood there, saying nothing. Skana turned around with her great sword on her shoulder, swiftly walking towards Illia, her face was a grimace of anger while she snarled;"Come here, you little strumpet!" Illia was sure of herself and the dead thrall spell, as usual. She stepped forward and pointed at the ground infront of her. "Get your ass here and kiss my feet, your stupid piece of dead flesh!" Maera warned Illia. "Illia, i don't think this is working." Illia ignored Maeras warning, seemingly insisting that the dead thrall is working. "I told you to get on your goddamn kn-" Was all Illia could say before Skana abruptly decapitated her with one wide swing of her great sword when she got close enough. Maera had Skanas complete attention now, being threatened at the tip of her great sword she raised her hands to signalize surrender. Skana wanted to know only one thing. "How do i get into the Soul Cairn?" Just like the one in Skanas original reality, Maera became snappy."Ha! The Soul Cairn. You must be looking forward to commit suicide. But that's not my problem when the crystal kills you, I'll be there and watch you dying. Be my guest, go to the maze at Labyrinthian, if there's anything left of it, that is"" Skana was satisfied with that answer, but came to the conclusion that killing Maera here and now might save her a lot of trouble later."You will watch nothing when i have killed you." Just as Skana was about to attack, Maera teleported herself away with a portal. Much to Skanas disappoinment, the Maera is this reality was the same wuss like the one in hers. Skana just snorted as she made for the cave exit, speaking to herself. "Figures. running away, now i know why Skaadi hates her." At the cave exit, Skana noticed it was day outside. She didn't liked the sun since the day she became undead, but at least it wouldn't burn her to a crisp like it would when she was a vampire. Being a vampire again. Skana missed that, but more than most she missed Ylfa. Her resolve grew with every thought, she has to fuse both realities together, if she ever wants to see Ylfa and her clan again.

Skanas story continues with a pletora of mind fucks and mundus itself is about to be doomed when another daedra lord took an interest in the happenings in the soul cairn.     Machinations of a Lich - Chapter 4  Reality Asunder

*Flails with his arms around to get everyones attention*, shameless story advertising time again!   Usually i don't do this due to the insane amount of images i tend to have in my story chapters but, let me blow a whole chapter into the thread this time.   something between 90 and 100 images, oh and text, don't be afraid, letters don't bite!   Here, have the previous chapter 3 of my story, contains vampires, so please turn off the light.   Sidenote; Adult Themed.       Now, what i really wanted to advertise is actually the next chapter.         Machinations of a Lich - Chapter 4  Reality Asunder     I know i suck at this, but i love you all.      

  Aaah, alrighty, thanks for clarifying.

Have to say, i would've expected Kiva to conduct some experiments on Stentor, being into alchemy and all that i'd wager vampire dust would come in handy.

Did i miss something or are profile status messages disabled on purpose?

  I assume the face texture is coverwomen but that eye makeup, that intrigues me. Mind if i ask where this is from?  

  Nope. Yes, Thanks.  

Any idea on the armor?  

  Alright, and now we want a Theodena, you know with crown and all that. And of you're really bored.  The witch queen of Angmar. Mwahahaha.

http://www.nexusmods.com/skyrim/mods/57337   Let me citate the mod author.   "PLEASE READ: I do have a diferent opinion about magic, for me its rituals, long preparations, etc. I grow up on books like Conan and Lord of the Rings, where magic is more realistic, away closer to real world."     Magic.. more realistic, closer to the real world.   Not sure what this guy is smoking, but i want it too.   Again, just CK numbers..

  Fellow D&D player detected !!

  He's using the milkdrinker texture from the nexus propably with a few adjustments to get the mouth in tone with the rest of the body, the temptress race and ECE. The only private part is the sylvanas-like face texture which is just added to the milkdrinker face texture and the eyes. Not hard to make yourself as i'm sure everyone can use paint/photoshop/whatever. Hair is from MortenHairs. Then there's the magic called ENB and that's pretty much it.   Maybe this will help a few people here. Either that or i'll get napalm bombs in my inbox in the next days.   On more serious note; thanks for the update, it was direly needed. 

Yes! Yeeees! Make sheogorath appear! It's the only logic thing to do! Mwahahahaha.   And it would be awesome if you continue this.  Perhaps a vacation on the shivering isles?

  Needs more kinky stuff! *hint hint*

  Thanks for the heads up regarding the script.  I don't think it's much of a serious matter then. I was just a bit over-worried i suppose, as it didn't showed any impact on the game so far.   I'm not exactly fond of MO NMM and the like, i'm more the DIY man myself. That's perfectly fine though, means my skyrim folder will be sorted into even more pieces and i have greater oversight actually. (i guess i'm a bit of a masochistic pedant when it comes to my skyrim installation lmao)   I will hower test a bit more around with the current state, as it's a framework i doubt it'll cause any problems though since it's never getting referenced to as none of the related mods are active for that matter.   Thanks for taking the time to reply and please keep up the wonderful work. We love you for it.

  Financial Domination is most likely the most expensive and in my oppinion also extremely risky fetish.  http://wiki.answers.com/Q/What_is_financial_domination   I'm rather experienced with BDSM and D/S relationships and i value consent above everything else on that matter. Financial domination however is a bit outside of the control spectrum both parties have, this can result in serious abuse and worse even financial ruin. Needless to say, it's not one of my preferred tendencies at all, no matter what role i take in the relationship.     As for rape scenarios, there are quite a few ways to play these out in full consent, however it'll never get near the real thing, if it does, you're having the wrong partner, because there will be things involved you most likely won't gave your consent for and i don't think there's an explanation needed for how bad that is.     Personally i only engage in BDSM play in a loving relationship. I've seen my fair share of wrongs outside of those, as i'm a switch with dominant tendency (means i prefer both, being submissive and dominant but more dominant overall) i even had the uh.. 'pleasure' to experience one of such wrongs myself once.   There's a basic rule to BDSM, everything has to happen with consent of both sides, or it shouldn't happen at all.

  Uhm, no i think you misunderstood me or i was wording it wrong.   I'm having savegames of all my characters in seperate folders, backups so to say. So basically i have my ZaZ folders with my ZaZ modded saves in them and my 'normal' folders with the regular saves. The only difference between these are the characters and i got the ZaZ related mods only active in the related save games.   I use no organizer or something like that, i simply swap out the saves from their corresponding folders whenever the mood strikes me and disable/activate the corresponding mods. I try to keep my saves without corruption really hard-ass, avoiding deleted mods in every way i can. Hence the save swapping to begin with.    This all went fine for a long time actually, this matter of ghost behavior kind of occured when i made a Familiar Faces follower while having the ZaZ related stuff active. So hence my idea was it might be JContainers, as i've already tried disabling Familiar Faces, to no avail.     I'll give it a shot to delete JContainers first before delving further into this i think.   Edit: Okay JContainers wasn't the culprit, it were indeed the scripts of the framework itself, i just tested it by deleting them while having the esm disabled. Which is kinda weird for me, i made the FF follower around the same time i installed the 5.62 update. So i assume it came with the update, but the fun part is, i never experienced a script behaving like that ever before. My game is rather well modded with around 200 mods and all those scripts of the mods i havn't enabled are docile and dormant, at least from what i see in the SKSE log, or i'm too stupid to read i guess.   I'm curious though, what function did you exactly update in the possible related script/s with 5.62 if i may ask?

Okay i just thought i'll test how Skana looks with the Milkdrinker skin texture...   No mod bashing intended of course, but...  

Okay so i hope i'm not the needle in the hay with this, but i the framework seems to have gotten a mind on its on in my game. I have my savegames seperate for stability reasons, one half with ZaZ-framework related mods, such as DD, and the like and one half without it.   Now i'm getting fascinatingly the message that the ZaZ framework gets initialized and even the MCM entry for it (with derped fonts however), on my non-ZaZ savegames.   The framework and all of its related mods i'm using work fine in the intended save games it's just that ghost behavior on my regular saves that makes me worry.   I'm having an assumption though, i'm using familiar faces and could it be the Jcontainer plugin is transferring the ZaZ scripts somehow?    Or was the "Fixed MCM menu not showing up for some users" update better than it should be?

  If the fact that she's undead turns you on, as it does me, then yes. But then again i'm pretty sure i am necrophile to a certain extent.