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[Faeofthewood]

mashup derp

[Doomdriven]

Not as good as all of your screens, but i thought i'd share something for once

[Pohany]

 

[Seren]

Going to make a showcase of the upcoming...

 

Neith Team Warpaint mod

(Click for full size)

[SchnitzelzAreGood]

I'm back.

 

 

there will most likely be more... with more nudity  

[adenz]

 

[Pohany]

 

[ongwk733]

So the Dragonbone Barbarian Armor has finally been converted to CBBE without TBBP after a long while, and I have to say, it was worth the wait.

So here's Nierre!

 

She is wearing the Ancient Nord Helmet because the Dragonbone Barbarian Helm has a wig, so it overlaps with her actual hair.

(Nierre is my only PC to use vanilla hair cuz I think it fits her well.No time to perfectly condition hair for this warrior!)

No nudes this time unfortunately, mainly took these screenies for the armor.

[Riceball]

Practical Ninja Gear

They will never see her coming and she will see you coming.

[Reek]

Finna

[sbire]

Practical Ninja Gear

They will never see her coming and she will see you coming.

indeed...

[Pohany]

careful gore content! 

 

 

[ongwk733]

So I just changed ENB(Yes,I know.Again :\).

And I figured it would be a good time to introduce you guys to Tammie!

She's going to be a battlemage-style character. A mace in one hand and a spell in the other.

[Vendayn]

A quickly taken screenshot of Laenaya. I'm using new body/textures (and race, but all other races were changed too) and they (and she) look great imo. What you guys think?

She looks beautiful.

Thank you. lots of time went into making her.

[_kuraiko]

Discovered some very, very old save files on my hdd and thought I'd bring his manly vanillaness up to speed. I'm sure he is going to like HDT once he sees it. Lol.

 

 

 

[Uncle_Sheo]

Lorelei: Origins

Links to Act 1:

Chapter 1 : http://www.loverslab.com/topic/15224-show-your-skyrim-counterpart/page-550#entry767334

Chapter 2 : http://www.loverslab.com/topic/15224-show-your-skyrim-counterpart/page-553#entry768795

Chapter 3 : http://www.loverslab.com/topic/15224-show-your-skyrim-counterpart/page-556#entry769737

 

Links to Act 2:

Chapter 1 : http://www.loverslab.com/topic/15224-show-your-skyrim-counterpart/page-561#entry771856

Chapter 2 : http://www.loverslab.com/topic/15224-show-your-skyrim-counterpart/page-566#entry775001

Chapter 3 : http://www.loverslab.com/topic/15224-show-your-skyrim-counterpart/page-571#entry777607

 

Links to Act 3:

Chapter 1: http://www.loverslab.com/topic/15224-show-your-skyrim-counterpart/page-576#entry780860

Chapter 2: http://www.loverslab.com/topic/15224-show-your-skyrim-counterpart/page-581#entry783449

 

 

Act 3: Elsweyr

Chapter 3: Blood on Sand

 

The pack of hyenas marauding near the camp had evidently developed a taste for mer flesh. Fed regularly on disobedient Bosmer slaves, the hyenas charged at what they thought was easy prey.  Soon their bloody entrails lay strewn over the sand.

 

 

There was a lone sentry standing on the cliff, looking out over the vast unending wasteland. Lorelei swiftly moved behind him and relished her first Thalmor kill for the day. There was a time she kept count of how many Thalmor fell by her hands. She hand long since stopped counting. It seemed pointless now. 

 

 

Lorelei observed the camp from her vantage point. They were rather well entrenched and there was no way to approach without being seen. On the other hand, they had their backs against the canyon wall and had no place to retreat, or any route to receive reinforcements. A few stray Thalmor lounged about under the the sparse shade of the parched vegetation, idling what little they could before they herded the slaves to the mine.

 

 

Lorelei took aim. Arrow after arrow whistled through the morning breeze and found their mark. The Thalmor were taken completely by surprise and had little time to react before their sentry guards dropped like stones. The few that attempted to return fire found an arrow in their skull before they could draw an arrow from their quivers. The rest crawled for cover.

 

 

Lorelei moved swiftly and unnoticed across the sand to the camp's right flank behind cover while its defenders were in disarray and chaos. She smiled as she observed the inept fools fire volley after volley of arrows and spells in the general direction of where she fired at them from before. She waited for their fear to grow and their concentration to waver.

 

 

She could hear panicked mumbling from behind the barricade. The volleys had stopped as the Thalmor cautiously waited to see if any of their random attacks had found their mark. She saw her chance and with her blade tightly gripped, dashed into the camp.

 

As she cut down the two archers near the entrance, an Imga charged at her howling, its eyes burning with wild rage, but gave her no pause. She had faced down much worse.

 

 

Agile though these apes may be, it was severely outmatched. As it slammed its arms into the ground, Lorelei rolled sideways and pounced on its back. A sharp thrust later, the Imga collapsed with her blade  sticking out of its eye socket.

 

 

With the brute down, Lorelei went into a killing frenzy. The smell of blood drove her merciless assault. Like a blur she moved from Thalmor to Thalmor, killing before they could react.

 

 

As she drove her blade into the last defender, she had time to gaze into his face, watching it burning with hate as the light of life left it. She relished in his final moments. She drunk in the pain and suffering on the face of one of her own kind.

 

 

 

Their captors dead, their cages opened, the slaves crawled out from their pens. Lorelei watched the joyous look on their emaciated faces as they fell upon the food stores of their captors and had what may have been their first proper meal in weeks. 

 

 

She was a kinslayer. A renegade. An outcast.

 

There was a time where bonds of kinship gnawed at her drive for revenge. She no longer killed for revenge ...at least not her own. The pull of kinship had also long abandoned her. She now saw only monsters that needed to be cut down.

 

She did not care for the Empire or the Emperor. She only cared for what would happen if the Thalmor came to rule over all of Tamriel. The Thalmor had already shown their true colors. It was the Thalmor who first shed Altmer blood. They deserved no mercy under the same consideration of kinship.

 

She steeled her resolve. Cutting down foot soldiers was a poor way to fight this war. She had to strike those they rallied behind. She had a plan where to start. Elenwen. 

 

 

To Be Continued in Act 4 : A Trail of Blood

 

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[Benmc20]

Lorelei: Origins

Links to Act 1:

Chapter 1 : http://www.loverslab.com/topic/15224-show-your-skyrim-counterpart/page-550#entry767334

Chapter 2 : http://www.loverslab.com/topic/15224-show-your-skyrim-counterpart/page-553#entry768795

Chapter 3 : http://www.loverslab.com/topic/15224-show-your-skyrim-counterpart/page-556#entry769737

 

Links to Act 2:

Chapter 1 : http://www.loverslab.com/topic/15224-show-your-skyrim-counterpart/page-561#entry771856

Chapter 2 : http://www.loverslab.com/topic/15224-show-your-skyrim-counterpart/page-566#entry775001

Chapter 3 : http://www.loverslab.com/topic/15224-show-your-skyrim-counterpart/page-571#entry777607

 

Links to Act 3:

Chapter 1: http://www.loverslab.com/topic/15224-show-your-skyrim-counterpart/page-576#entry780860

Chapter 2: http://www.loverslab.com/topic/15224-show-your-skyrim-counterpart/page-581#entry783449

 

 

Act 3: Elsweyr

Chapter 3: Blood on Sand

 

The pack of hyenas marauding near the camp had evidently developed a taste for mer flesh. Fed regularly on disobedient Bosmer slaves, the hyenas charged at what they thought was easy prey.  Soon their bloody entrails lay strewn over the sand.

 

 

There was a lone sentry standing on the cliff, looking out over the vast unending wasteland. Lorelei swiftly moved behind him and relished her first Thalmor kill for the day. There was a time she kept count of how many Thalmor fell by her hands. She hand long since stopped counting. It seemed pointless now. 

 

 

Lorelei observed the camp from her vantage point. They were rather well entrenched and there was no way to approach without being seen. On the other hand, they had their backs against the canyon wall and had no place to retreat, or any route to receive reinforcements. A few stray Thalmor lounged about under the the sparse shade of the parched vegetation, idling what little they could before they herded the slaves to the mine.

 

 

Lorelei took aim. Arrow after arrow whistled through the morning breeze and found their mark. The Thalmor were taken completely by surprise and had little time to react before their sentry guards dropped like stones. The few that attempted to return fire found an arrow in their skull before they could draw an arrow from their quivers. The rest crawled for cover.

 

 

Lorelei moved swiftly and unnoticed across the sand to the camp's right flank behind cover while its defenders were in disarray and chaos. She smiled as she observed the inept fools fire volley after volley of arrows and spells in the general direction of where she fired at them from before. She waited for their fear to grow and their concentration to waver.

 

 

She could hear panicked mumbling from behind the barricade. The volleys had stopped as the Thalmor cautiously waited to see if any of their random attacks had found their mark. She saw her chance and with her blade tightly gripped, dashed into the camp.

 

As shec ut down the two archer near the entrance, an Imga charged at her howling, its eyes burning with wild rage, but gave her no pause. She had faced down much worse.

 

 

Agile though these apes may be, it was severely outmatched. As it slammed its arms into the ground, Lorelei rolled sideways and pounced on its back. A sharp thrust later, the Imga collapsed with her blade  sticking out of its eye socket.

 

 

With the brute down, Lorelei went into a killing frenzy. The smell of blood drove her merciless assault. Like a blur she moved from Thalmor to Thalmor, killing before they could react.

 

 

As she drove her blade into the last defender, she had time to gaze into his face, watching it burning with hate as the light of life left it. She relished in his final moments. She drunk in the pain and suffering on the face of one of her own kind.

 

 

 

Their captors dead, , their cages opened, the slaves crawled out from their pens. Lorelei watched the joyous look on their emaciated faces as they fell upon the food stores of their captors and had what may have been their first proper meal in weeks. 

 

 

She was a kinslayer. A renegade. An outcast.

 

There was a time where bonds of kinship gnawed at her drive for revenge. She no longer killed for revenge ...at least not her own. The pull of kinship had also long abandoned her. She now saw only monsters that needed to be cut down.

 

She did not care for the Empire or the Emperor. She only cared for what would happen if the Thalmor came to rule over all of Tamriel. The Thalmor had already shown their true colors. It was the Thalmor to be the first to shed Altmer blood. They deserved no mercy under the same consideration of kinship.

 

She steeled her resolve. Cutting down foot soldiers was a poor way to fight this war. She had to strike those they rallied behind. She had a plan where to start. Elenwen. 

 

 

To Be Continued in Act 4 : A Trail of Blood

 

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Another great episode of your story . And the moral behind is interresting though.

 

[bahamut2119]

Reyna 

 

 

 

 

 

[SeriousPermissions]

 Mawari 

 

Original resolution: http://imageshack.com/a/img843/221/k9m02.jpg

 

 

[pajiman]

Freedom

[Reek]

 Mawari 

 

Original resolution: http://imageshack.com/a/img843/221/k9m02.jpg

 

I've got a message for your character.

 

Report to the ship as soon as possible! we'll bang, ok.

[VictoriaG]

Click to Enlarge:

[Reek]

 

 

Where did you get that "armor"?

[VictoriaG]

 

 

 

Where did you get that "armor"?

 

 

http://www.nexusmods.com/skyrim/mods/21458/

[Gortam]

Lorelei: Origins

Links to Act 1:

Chapter 1 : http://www.loverslab.com/topic/15224-show-your-skyrim-counterpart/page-550#entry767334

Chapter 2 : http://www.loverslab.com/topic/15224-show-your-skyrim-counterpart/page-553#entry768795

Chapter 3 : http://www.loverslab.com/topic/15224-show-your-skyrim-counterpart/page-556#entry769737

 

Links to Act 2:

Chapter 1 : http://www.loverslab.com/topic/15224-show-your-skyrim-counterpart/page-561#entry771856

Chapter 2 : http://www.loverslab.com/topic/15224-show-your-skyrim-counterpart/page-566#entry775001

Chapter 3 : http://www.loverslab.com/topic/15224-show-your-skyrim-counterpart/page-571#entry777607

 

Links to Act 3:

Chapter 1: http://www.loverslab.com/topic/15224-show-your-skyrim-counterpart/page-576#entry780860

Chapter 2: http://www.loverslab.com/topic/15224-show-your-skyrim-counterpart/page-581#entry783449

 

 

Act 3: Elsweyr

Chapter 3: Blood on Sand

 

The pack of hyenas marauding near the camp had evidently developed a taste for mer flesh. Fed regularly on disobedient Bosmer slaves, the hyenas charged at what they thought was easy prey.  Soon their bloody entrails lay strewn over the sand.

 

 

There was a lone sentry standing on the cliff, looking out over the vast unending wasteland. Lorelei swiftly moved behind him and relished her first Thalmor kill for the day. There was a time she kept count of how many Thalmor fell by her hands. She hand long since stopped counting. It seemed pointless now. 

 

 

Lorelei observed the camp from her vantage point. They were rather well entrenched and there was no way to approach without being seen. On the other hand, they had their backs against the canyon wall and had no place to retreat, or any route to receive reinforcements. A few stray Thalmor lounged about under the the sparse shade of the parched vegetation, idling what little they could before they herded the slaves to the mine.

 

 

Lorelei took aim. Arrow after arrow whistled through the morning breeze and found their mark. The Thalmor were taken completely by surprise and had little time to react before their sentry guards dropped like stones. The few that attempted to return fire found an arrow in their skull before they could draw an arrow from their quivers. The rest crawled for cover.

 

 

Lorelei moved swiftly and unnoticed across the sand to the camp's right flank behind cover while its defenders were in disarray and chaos. She smiled as she observed the inept fools fire volley after volley of arrows and spells in the general direction of where she fired at them from before. She waited for their fear to grow and their concentration to waver.

 

 

She could hear panicked mumbling from behind the barricade. The volleys had stopped as the Thalmor cautiously waited to see if any of their random attacks had found their mark. She saw her chance and with her blade tightly gripped, dashed into the camp.

 

As shec ut down the two archer near the entrance, an Imga charged at her howling, its eyes burning with wild rage, but gave her no pause. She had faced down much worse.

 

 

Agile though these apes may be, it was severely outmatched. As it slammed its arms into the ground, Lorelei rolled sideways and pounced on its back. A sharp thrust later, the Imga collapsed with her blade  sticking out of its eye socket.

 

 

With the brute down, Lorelei went into a killing frenzy. The smell of blood drove her merciless assault. Like a blur she moved from Thalmor to Thalmor, killing before they could react.

 

 

As she drove her blade into the last defender, she had time to gaze into his face, watching it burning with hate as the light of life left it. She relished in his final moments. She drunk in the pain and suffering on the face of one of her own kind.

 

 

 

Their captors dead, , their cages opened, the slaves crawled out from their pens. Lorelei watched the joyous look on their emaciated faces as they fell upon the food stores of their captors and had what may have been their first proper meal in weeks. 

 

 

She was a kinslayer. A renegade. An outcast.

 

There was a time where bonds of kinship gnawed at her drive for revenge. She no longer killed for revenge ...at least not her own. The pull of kinship had also long abandoned her. She now saw only monsters that needed to be cut down.

 

She did not care for the Empire or the Emperor. She only cared for what would happen if the Thalmor came to rule over all of Tamriel. The Thalmor had already shown their true colors. It was the Thalmor to be the first to shed Altmer blood. They deserved no mercy under the same consideration of kinship.

 

She steeled her resolve. Cutting down foot soldiers was a poor way to fight this war. She had to strike those they rallied behind. She had a plan where to start. Elenwen. 

 

 

To Be Continued in Act 4 : A Trail of Blood

 

Thumbnail spoiler. Ignore.

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Liking Lorelei more every day.