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#NOT ONLY Talos Triad Coded
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651 MODS.
800 PLUG INS.
THE STAGE IS SET, FOR MY MOST AMBITIOUS PROJECT YET.
AN ACTUAL FUCKING SKYRIM LONG FANFICTION.
THREE PEOPLE.
A NORD WARRIOR. AN IMPERIAL MAGE. A BRETON THIEF.
THEIR DESTINIES WILL INTERTWINE, IN THE FRONTIER CITY OF HELGEN, AS THE ADVENTURE TO END ALL ADVENTURES OPENS BEFORE THEIR VERY EYES.
THEIR GREAT JOURNEY IN THE EMBERS OF A STAGNANT WORLD.
FOR AT THE TURNING OF THE WHEEL, AS THE WORLD EATER RETURNS TO USHER IN A NEW AGE, AS THE BRASS GOD RUSTS AT THE FEET OF THE GODDESS OF TWILIGHT, AS THE DOOM STRIDER LOOMS RIGHT BEYOND REALITY, AS THE FIRST DRAGONBORN SELLS BREAD IN WHITERUN SQUARE...
THREE HEROES WILL BE BORN IN THE FIRES OF THEIR ASCENSION.
AND SKYRIM WON'T EVER BE THE SAME AGAIN.
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Ok, bunch of details:
Project Proteus, it's a mod with a bunch of dependencies, anyway, it allows me to turn previous Dragonborns into NPCs with minimal issue.
This sets up a perfect 3 way story without having to sacrifice myself into playing something that isn't a mage.
So, here's the set up:
1) Imperial Mage: Servius Callidus. Dragonborn. He's my standard mage character obviously, Son of Great Way Veterans, They wanted him to go through the military cursus honorum but he's into the whole arcane mystery shit, "It's not a phase mom!", The mom is Legate Cassia from Legends btw, anyway he runs away from home and bang, gets himself into a cult because Cyrodil is terrible at teaching magic in the 4th era with the Synod, except the cult is actually a Thalmor Psyop, and the leader, his teacher, attempts to sacrifice him to achieve some sort of dread ritual to grant herself immortality. It fails, because a Dragon Soul can't be held in a Black Soul Gem, and overcharges the room, destroying the cult, and achieving the whole "Doesn't need to drink/eat/sleep also he can save and he can eat 100 cheese wheels in the fraction of a second by pausing time and also he can skip ahead in time by simply standing still in a place for hours because Time has pretty much frozen to him by now" thing. As a side note, this kind of attracts lots of attention on him from the Thalmor, who want to dissect him to discover how the ritual ultimately affected him. This leads to the Sinister Seven, a terrible mercenary group, to be hired to capture him dead or alive. As the name implies, despite being the titular last Dragonborn, Servius will be thought as the squire, the counselor of sort of the "real" last dragonborn, the Nord Warrior, who will get all the glory to much of her bewilderment and his relief. The imagery of a "Wolf protecting the flock" will be used at one point.
2) Nord Warrior: Ragna (Rag-Na) Will-Breaker. First Era War Maiden, Shield Maiden to Kyne, and a member of one of Morihaus cohorts who descended to Cyrodil to aid Alessia during the Rebellion. She dies during the taking of the White Gold Tower, and is interred with the other fallen in a crypt, the same crypt where the Cult is doing their dread ritual. The ritual, the same one who pretty much removed Servius from time, also happens to shoot her full of energy, resurrecting her on the spot, her soul mysteriously still trapped within her remains after her death, as of she was just slumbering. Her first sight after waking up is a room full of dead elves and one alive, very terrified Nede, suddenly coming face to abs with this gigantic Proto-Nord war maiden 3 times his size, so of course she just decides to stick to the guy for the time being until she gets a better idea of what the fuck is going on.
Ok, when you think about her, you need to imagine not Thor from the first movie, tho the comparison is not unwarranted, as much as that one Narnia Book where the Witch is suddenly in early 19th century London and she just goes around both completely bewildered while also acting incredibly smug about everything. Like, "Unroot a lamppost with my bare hands to use as a bludgeon to beat the shit out of cops" kind of Energy. Also it creates some great opportunities for situational comedy such as the always classic "What the fuck is a Talos?"
3) Candle. They/Them. Breton Thief from the Island of Alcaire, Who changed face and names many time in the course of their life, much like a Moth molts their skin, and is now, by sheer, dumb luck, on a one way trip to Helgen. Helgen, where the Warrior and the Mage are right now, Moving north to lose their pursuers and to have Ragna witness her homeland once more, as they get a room at Vilod's and Matlara's Inn, and plan on their voyages, as the rickety cart gets into town, as a tear in time and space opens on the top of the world, where the Sky meets the Heart in their final embrace, where an old Dovah slumbers, and as everything, finally...
Starts.
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