#oc orsimer

I’ve just thought of more theme songs for individual characters and relationships

Inigo

 Hope of Morning: Icon For Hire

Bikhai

A Sadness Runs Through Him: The Hoosiers

S’ariq

I’ll Be Good: Jaymes Young

Ma’kara 

Pompeii: Bastille

Nanak 

Take Me To Church: Hozier

Ko’va & Bikhai

Something Just Like This: The Chainsmokers & Coldplay

Ko’va & Lashur

I just felt like jotting down some of my ocs’ thoughts on the civil war.

Muz-Lari:

Doesn’t really care or see much difference between the Stormcloak and Imperial armies.

She just wants to do what she wants and whoever rules Skyrim doesn’t change her path or her plans.

She gets very annoyed when she has to do the truce meeting.

Honestly, she kinda just wanted to Shout at them to get her way. Luckily, or not depending on your view, her friends stopped her.

Ko’va;

She has mixed feelings about it.

She thinks it’s wrong that the Thalmor kidnap, imprison, and torture people for worshiping Talos. 

She thinks Ulfric is right to want to oppose the Thalmor, but Ulfric himself is a horrible person. Basically, he’s right but for the wrong reasons

She’s bothered by how racist and nationalistic a lot of the Stormcloaks are. 

She also thinks its hypocritical of the Nords to want the freedom to worship Talos, but they condemn the Forsworn for wanting to worship their own gods.

She also thinks that if Hammerfell can hold off the Aldmeri Dominion for 20 years, then Skyrim doesn’t need the Empire to take care of itself.

Lashur Urot:

Favors the Imperial army, hands down.

She admits that she’s biased towards them since she was a Legionnaire kid. And grew up in Cyrodiil.

But she’s also bothered by the casual racism and bigotry of the Nords and Stormcloaks in general, and she’s sure that if Ulfric wins the war that they’ll only get worse.

Since I missed a post last week, I’m doing an extra post this week. Yay. This one is about Lashur.

Likes:

Taarie

sujamma

poetry

hunting with Aela

the smell of pine

Dislikes:

alto wine

Vilkas’ ‘suggestions’ that she cure her lycanthropy

hagravens

the smell of nightshade