MacabreFox

The Elder Scrolls: Fruits of Contention - Chapter 1 (Completed)

Y'all better watch out for Leif here in a sec.

The Elder Scrolls: Fruits of Contention - Chapter 1 (Completed)

I reckon Sadri's got experiences with whaling holidays. Maybe he'll try his hand in a mock duel, perhaps even some friendly competition against someone from the company. We could perhaps try to merge that with a collab with Sevine, if @MacabreFox is still interested.

Marcel will probably try to socialize with others from the company, and actually get contracted by Ashav.

@Peik

Sure thing! Send me a PM whenever you want to start (:

Formaroth: Battle for the Throne

@MacabreFox

Mercy is the capital of Alenius, it's the seat of the Blackwells.

The general population of the region is around 1.5 million (reference sheet), so I'd say approximately ~200-300,000 people live there unless that doesn't match the size allocated for the others. If numbers are given for the others, or I haven't noticed, just scale it to be approximately similar.

@PhoenixWhite

Good to know!

The Elder Scrolls: Fruits of Contention - Chapter 1 (Completed)

@gcoldSounds good to me!

The Elder Scrolls: Fruits of Contention - Chapter 1 (Completed)

If anyone wants to do a collab, with either Leif or Sevine shoot me a PM. Dervs and I are working on a collab now between Sevine and Do'Karth now.

@Peik Maybe a collab between Sevine and Sadri?

Also, for you fresh blood, if you'd like to get your character more involved, I'd be happy to do a collab with you guys as well ^.^

Formaroth: Battle for the Throne

OK Update:

Me and @Hygswitch are nearing the end of our Collab and it should be up soon. I will also be starting a collab with @Sundered Echo which hopefully won't take too long.

@Klomster @AndrewCooper How is your collab going?

Also lore update:
Mercy is now the 5th city to inhabit Formaroth. The cities ranked by size are as follows:

1)Nyhem: Massive
2)Vine: Massive
3)Mercy: Massive
4)Andromeda: Huge
5)Cawaport: Large

@TheDuncanMorgan

Which kingdom is Mercy located in? And what are the population sizes for the cities, is Massive roughly 1 million people or so? I could add this in to the reference sheet too.

The Jolly Roughers ~ Dervish & MacabreFox

"That's an easy way to put it. Fräulein Von Goethe might give us some trouble at the luncheon. She's awfully nosy for a woman. Her husband on the other hand is more lax, and openly invited us after Shay here, told him that he specialized in Egyptian expeditions." said Vera. She placed her elbows on the table and crossed her forearms, and leaning forward in her seat, narrowed her eyes at her brother, like a dog smelling a corpse.

"What's with the queer look, eh?" Sam asked. He could hardly tell what his sister had in mind nowadays.

"Silas is up to no good. Lobbing snow balls at unsuspecting people having a nice chat in their car." She said.

"What? Did he give you a good spook or something?"

"Nearly gave us both a heart attack. Maybe you should tell the little bugger to skip out on packing ice in those snowballs, almost broke the bloody windshield." She relaxed her posture, and reclined back in her chair. "So what was so urgent that you felt the need to call Shay and I away from the White Star so early? We were having a grand ol' time, time we needed to make our appearances look truthful. Deception is a hard game to play when you're being whisked away at the drop of a hat."

"Two things. First, Shay, thought I'd let you know that old man Leonard down at the Stitchery, has apologized for his insincere words to you and my sister. He'll be paying us dues. I've spoken with Kirby, and the boys. They say, that if things go well with this mark, they'll give you a percentage from his payments, for your trouble at having to put up with such an unsavory fellow. Second, Vera, I put in your word of resignation with that jeweler of yours."

"What?! What do you mean you put in my letter of resignation?" She demanded as she rose out of her chair in anger.

"Like I said, I put in your letter of resignation. Now sit down," here he waved his hand for her to cool her fiery disposition. She reluctantly sat down, but some would say they could see steam pouring out of her ears. "It's not safe. The Adders, they know you're out of prison, and they want your head, and mine. I've taken the liberty of finding you a new place. Last night, there were four Adders waiting around the block, each were packing guns, couldn't say what kind in the darkness, maybe shotguns. Point being," Sam turned his calculated gaze towards Shay, "I cannot thank you enough for looking after my sister. Had she gone home last night, she probably wouldn't be sitting here before us right this very second. Whenever you're ready," Sam pushed a slip of paper towards Shay and Vera, on it, scrawled in cursive writing bore the address for Vera's new accomodations.

"How am I suppose to pay for this, eh?" She protested angrily. Vera liked her little attic flat, and despised the idea of having to move elsewhere just because a few bloody Adders thought they could scare her away.

"Vera... You're with the Roughers now, Tommy has taken the courtesy of paying up for 4 months in advance. You'll make more money than you can dream working for us, especially the jobs we'll need you for. There's already talk of another job, if you succeed in the case of the Von Goethe's." He reached for a carton of cigarettes in the pocket of his jacket, and lit one in his mouth with a strike match. Thick white smoke filled the air as he reclined in his chair eyeing the two of them. Something had changed, but he couldn't place it.

"Fine." She sniffed, as if pained by the idea still.

"Right, so Shay, whenever you can, take my sister to her new place. Make sure no one is lurking about that looks like the unsavory type, hm?" Here he took a rather long drag of his cigarette, the ash growing with the deep inhale, before the smoke blew out of his nostrils like a bull.

"When is your luncheon with the Von Goethe's?" He had almost forgotten the most important thing.

"Today's the 28th? On the 1st, it's this Friday."

"Good. Keep the car until then, Mick. If there's anything you need, let me or the fellas know, we'll make sure everything is done proper. And remember, this luncheon, is for gathering information only, so no plundering until they are out of the house. Can't risk having you both identified."

The Elder Scrolls: Fruits of Contention - Chapter 1 (Completed)

Was it made awhile ago? Cuz' I haven't seen it the past 20 pages since I joined.

@POOHEAD189

Maybe check the first page of the OoC?

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We made a Skype channel that 4 people joined, so why would anyone give a crap about Discord?

@Dervish

And I haz no Skype. Iz why I not join. ):

The Jolly Roughers ~ Dervish & MacabreFox

To bring their time at the White Star to an end crushed Vera's heart. She had so badly wanted to say and dance another song or two with Shay, yet, he was right. They were here to keep up appearances for as long as necessary, and they had done just that. If the Von Goethe's were watching the pair, their intimate dance would certainly quell the Fraulein's nosy nature as to whether or not they were engaged. For Vera, she had no desire to leave, but as Shay mentioned in a rather sorrowful tone, Sam did await for their return back at the Tawdry. Surrounded by such grandeur of the extravagant club would be a lasting memory in her mind for many years to come, and especially the dance she shared with Shay.

After the valet was fetched, and the car brought around, she relished in the warmth of her wool coat, and found herself sitting slightly closer to Shay on the ride to the pub. Albeit, the ride itself held little conversation, nothing more than a comment on the weather. As the Peugeot slowed to a halt outside the pub, Shay switched off the engine, and neither of them seemingly made any move to exit the vehicle. The silence that hung between them, like a veil of sorrow as to the evening's end was interrupted when he broke the awkward tension. His words were heartfelt, she could hear every feeling of empathy in his words, and yet, she remained still, gazing at him steadily, studying his behavior, how his head hung, his blue eyes cast downward. Did he anticipate rejection? More importantly, all matters aside, how did she feel?

"Shay...," She shifted nervously on the bench, and positioned herself at an angle so that she could look at him directly, "this is hard for me to say, so you must try and understand."

"In all my life, I have never loved any man. I simply never had the time to, nor felt any connection with any one person," she searched desperately for the right words to say, for there were many things she wanted to say. "I see what love looks like on the folks at the Tawdry, I see how they hold one another close, how they stare longedly into each other's eyes, and I often thought them foolish for their actions."

"Perhaps I've held a high standard for a peculiar man, unbeknownst to myself, of what constitutes as a proper partner, but...," here her words softened, and she raised her hand to gently caress Shay's cheek, only to let it fall away again after a moment, "I will say this. I've watched you, being the barmaid and whatnot, for a long while, as I watch everyone. There is something in your nature, your very essence of a human being, that has made me... trust in you. Even just last night, I did not think for one moment that any harm would befall me in your care. And that just goes to show, your values as a human being. You make me feel safe, for once in my life. I needn't have the notion to look over my shoulder every few seconds, for you have shown me, since I learned it was you on that rooftop, nigh upon a week ago now that you saved my life from imminent danger, that you are a man I can trust." As she spoke, there was a curious gleam in her eyes, one of a genteel nature, and certain softness.

"Tonight was wonderful. Please know, that I too, share these same emotions. I am glad that I can bring you some peace to a world like this."

WHAM!

Starting with a cry, Vera turned to look out the window, and noted a rather large snowball had been lobbed at the car. Up came strolling Silas and Matthew grinning from ear-to-ear. The juveniles had many more snowballs ready in their hands when Silas knocked the passenger window. "Oi, lovebirds, Sam's been waiting for you both." With a devilish grin and a mocking wink, Silas and Matthew bolted after three other children close to their age, also armed with snowballs despite the approaching darkness.

With a relieved sigh, Vera grinned, all color washed from her face save for the stark red of her lips, she had received a good fright from the two street rats. "Well... Whenever you're ready then?" She offered, nodding her head to the welcoming glow of the pubs entrance, though she remained where she was in case he had anything to add further.

The Elder Scrolls: Fruits of Contention - Chapter 1 (Completed)

So I was looking through the Skyrim Workshop and found this little gem:

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10/10 best mod in dreamsleeve

@Frizan

Mace of Molag Ballsack

@gcold Can we please have this as a rumored weapon floating around in-game?

Kidding, but @Frizan, thanks for the much needed laugh ;^3^;