marcurios-bench
marcurios-bench
Marcurio's Bench
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Are you sure you wouldn't rather explore, say, a nice tavern?
Don't wanna be here? Send us removal request.
marcurios-bench · 9 months ago
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A poster I did for Blackreach a bit ago! Skyrim holds such a special place in my heart, it’s like comfort food. I always end up replaying it and finding something new to love 💕
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marcurios-bench · 10 months ago
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marcurios-bench · 10 months ago
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I think Ancano got sent to Winterhold for doing drag of Elenwen
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marcurios-bench · 11 months ago
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Tiber Septim confirmed as a Nord by the new elder scrolls mobile game
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marcurios-bench · 1 year ago
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"Tattooed Shorn Camel Mount"
3D model for The Elder Scrolls: Online
Modeling by Cody Wright
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marcurios-bench · 1 year ago
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marcurios-bench · 1 year ago
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POV: Hermaeus Mora wants you to sign this contract for him. What's the worst that could happen?
This is the card art for the Apocryphal Pact card from Tales of Tribute.
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marcurios-bench · 1 year ago
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Morrowind affirmations #2
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marcurios-bench · 1 year ago
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marcurios-bench · 1 year ago
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im going through my skyrim screenshot folder
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marcurios-bench · 1 year ago
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As druhad edur bahrdruhad. The sleeper is awake. Words familiar, sentences he’d seen scrawled in his own blood before him dozens of times. Phrases on his tongue, itching at his fingertips. He brushed back some of the dust. Obsessively tracing the lettering with his fingertips. Whispering the phrase over and over. A mantra. A sharp sensation against his palm. The ink was fresh, the words restored. He whispered them to himself as he continued, having at some point dropped his other gauntlet and glove in the ash behind him. His pack was discarded alongside them. Contents spilled across the chamber. His vision began to tunnel as he continued to trace circles in the dust. “He speaks to us through our waking dreams,” he heard himself chant. His vision started to blur and distort. He began to feel lightheaded. His palm stung and a metallic scent hung in the air, sharp as he traced another circle in the dust. Scarlet over burgundy. Every word renewed. The pounding in his head began to intensify as the screaming became deafening. Submit and he will show you mercy.  “ – and the dust is blown away.”
Arkanis
Finally finished this scene from a fic I did in October. I keep coming back to Kogoruhn and corprus fuckery as a concept. Have Joshi in distress. Oh I managed to draw him in (almost) full armour- yay!
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marcurios-bench · 1 year ago
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It’s Molag Monday
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marcurios-bench · 1 year ago
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me for about 20 minutes: I cannot figure out what is wrong with his face why does it look so empty-oh. needs warpaint.
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marcurios-bench · 1 year ago
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marcurios-bench · 1 year ago
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Skyrim Scenery - Haafingar's Coastline
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marcurios-bench · 1 year ago
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Misty Falkreath forest
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marcurios-bench · 1 year ago
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more skyrim 🥰
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