Your cursed but that stop you killing any that threatens the empire and people your flame blade and blood magic will drive the enemy of empire before you
hi everyone I am new at this so please tell me if you think something that may help anyway to bui
Warning! This build assumes you have what some refer to as the common foundation, and this is a modded build. I may tweak the backstory and other aspects as needed. It also relies on mods that don't exist for consoles, so be warned. Also, some of the
“Ladies and Gentlemen, Men and Mer, may I have your attention!” the lord of the manor announced over the chatter of the main hall. Standing on the small stage erected for just that occasion, he quickly caught t
In a jealous frenzy I prayed to the Divines one night for the most beautiful, enchanting voice known to man. It was such a stupid, selfish request, but becoming a bard meant the world to me.
A whisper soon overwhelmed my thoughts, promising that which
A shaman is a religious leader of a small group of worshippers and is responsible for spiritual healing and protection, offering wisdom and interpreting tenants for their followers. A shaman relies on his mystical powers drawn from worship of natur
As with most of my builds, this one requires several mods to work at its peak. You will need the following mods, all of which are available on both the PC and Xbox One Special Editions of Skyrim.
Damn those Stormcloaks! It’s all their fault that we’ve been captured. Lokir and I stole a pair of horses so we could flee back to my homeland of Hammerfell. We made a killing off of raiding small settlements in Cyrodiil and all we had to do was esca
These words are only whispers now in a world full of hatred and corruption. Tamriel has seen darkness, but it continues to grow, spreading to the hearts of all kind: men, mer, and beast.
“Think ya could get the drop on us, vampire?!” The bandit's question was rhetoric, dipped in venom and slurred by whiskey. My eyes settled on him as I leaned against the door frame, watching him sway back and forth slightly. Between his labored brea
It didn’t take long for the corruption to take hold- my thoughts focused solely on the taste of sweet crimson. I was no more than a mere beast living off instinct and hunger: no free will to call my own.
Well, it's been a little over 3 months after I posted this build and after gaining legendary status (+50 likes) as well as the upcoming release of the Dragonborn DLC, I thought it would be appropriate to revamp this build to make it as efficient, as
I've noticed in all of my builds (not to mention almost everyone elses) that you generally stick with 1 melee fighting style (if any) - weapon and shield, dual wield, or two-handed. Inspired by that, this build brings you back to Oblivion and Morrowi
Update: August 26. Now, more than three years after I first wrote it up, I decided to give the Incarnate a complete overhaul, including mods, better screenshots (not to mention armor) and a far better story than I could've written in 2015.
Salutations and greetings valued viewers. This will be my entry in my first ever contest on The Sky Forge for Bloodlines. This will also be my second build as well and I intend to make use of the theme for this one. Something I see occasionally on Th
Perk trees: Smithing(heavy armor mainly), One handed, and Heavy Armor
Story: As a young Khajjit the Tiger Fist was told by his church that afer his mother died birthing him they took him and raised him to be a monk in the church. When he
I would like to preface this build by saying it in no way represents my current skill level as a builder. This is a very, very old piece of work. I originally did this character way back in 2014 on the Skyrim Blog. At it's peak this build r
The Bandit Chief looked up from his grindstone, alarmed by the sudden commotion at the door. One of his subordinates rushed into the room, panting heavily.
"Sir," the bandit wheezed, "there's -- he's -- they're all --"
The argonian walked into the bandit encampment, their swords and axes out as he suspected. He was being lead in through the wooden gates; his hands bound by rope. In front of them all he saw a man covered shoulder to toe in steel armor, the argonian,