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"Hey Grundie! Have you seen my daedric mace anywh- Ack! You again. Told you to keep your grubby icicles away from my daughter!"
Morrowind: Molag Grunda and Nomeg Gwai
Digital painting made in Krita. Brushes by Emil Maselli.
P.S. As I said before, I imagine Coldharbour is a cold place, except for the abode of its Prince, which is kept warm to ward this particular frost atronach off. He sneaks in anyway and later departs in the form of mist.
From Mythic Fire to Cybernetic Fury β Celldweller Unleashes βElalethβ Featuring Matthew K. Heafy in Daedric Remix Form
Celldweller has returned with another explosive reinvention, releasing βElaleth (feat. Matthew K. Heafy) [Daedric Remix]β as a brand-new single. Fusing cinematic electronics, crushing metal energy, and futuristic intensity, the release adds a fresh layer of power to an already formidable collaboration. Originally featuring Matthew K. Heafy of Trivium, βElalethβ carried a commanding presenceβ¦
Replica Daedric weapons from Skyrim! πβοΈ
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Ya girl got a tattoo π
Moss climbs the stone like memory.
I have walked the provinces of men and found them loud.
So I withdrew, and built a quieter realm.
Here, the air smells of rain and old magic.
Here, masks are sacred.
Here, devotion is chosen β not demanded.
I am Faelar.
Forgotten by gods.
Unclaimed by kingdoms.
Unburdened by both.
This place is for the wanderers.
The oath-breakers.
The ones who kneel only in abandoned shrines
and feel no shame for it.
All realms are borrowed.
Some of us simply remember.
β Worship. Or wander.
(DAEDRIC)