#Places near to Statue of Unity

[sashi-ya]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝑾𝑨𝑹𝑹𝑰𝑶𝑹𝑺 𝑶𝑭 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑺𝑼𝑵ㅤㅤ january free requestsㅤ ㅤ trafalgar law x f! reader

🕊️ request: @leftladyluminary ⋆｡˚ Hello ( ^ω^ ) I was wondering if I could request a Law x fem!reader exploring a temple together that turns out to be a uh “procreation” temple the strongly affects those who enter? Please and thank you~ （╹◡╹）♡ 🕊️ tw: mdni. raw, rough sex. vaginal. nipple play. pregnancy ideas implied. cream pie. wc: 1650 🕊️ masterlist

Zou is a humid place, very muddy as well. Your boots are dirty, and your clothing soaking wet. Those “Eruption Rains” become pretty inconvenient throughout the day, but they are necessary.

“I shouldn’t have worn a white shirt…” you tell Law, crossing your arms over your breasts.

“I would say you shouldn’t have worn it without a bra, (Name)-ya” Law says, squeezing and twisting his hat to drain it from the excess of water.

You sit down on a rock. Was it really necessary to say such thing? At best he should be a little bit happy to see your body through semi see through fabrics. What Law has just said felt painful to you, to say the least.

“You are right, I’m sorry” you mumble, walking away to find a proper place to hide and change your clothes. You are sure the ones in your backpack are as wet as your current ones, but something darker will do to cover up.

When the rivers formed in what are usually trails on top of Zuneesha’s back are finally dried, you find a very interesting construction ahead. Curious, as always, you come closer to discover it is a shrine.

“What a beautiful place” you comment in awe. Law seems to be anywhere else. He is probably near, but not close to you.

Curious, you put a step inside the shrine. It isn’t necessarily different from the rest of the temples you have attended in this long journey of piracy. However, somehow in the aura feels unusual to you.

The scent of incense smells more flowery, sweet, maybe even a little bit spicy. The Vitreaux windows create incredible depictions of Orchids on the ground, as the sun filters its rains through them. And the altar has a very distinctive little statue that calls for your hand to touch.

“I wonder what’s this shrine about? What god is meant to be built for?  In fact, do Minks have gods?” you ask yourself, making mental notes to ask Wanda once you are back from your expedition.

Your eyes scan the golden sculpture, it looks like two creatures tangled into each other. You would lie if you said you didn’t think of them having sex, and in fact you giggle for your “witty” thoughts.

There isn’t much to discover besides what you have just seen, but a little sign engraved in an old piece of wood.

“you shall keep your blood flowing; the warriors of the Sun must never disappear; they will fight for freedom and unity during this dark night”

You smile; and immediately after reading you remember Luffy. Even Law recognizes he is as shiny as the Sun itself. You don’t really think much of the true meaning of the sign, and soon after find Law looking at you from the very entrance.

“I turned around and you were gone, I didn’t know where you were” he asks, still soaking wet like a cat left out in the rain and looking a little bit mad at you for disappearing.

You could have picked a fight; you probably could have just brushed it off. But neither of those were your reaction, and unconsciously you lift your arms to stretch. The white shirt, still soaking wet, kept the transparency and with that the show off of your hard nipples presented to Law in its full beauty.

“I’m sorry, I was looking for a place to change” you tell him, with a rather sexy tone.

Law’s sun burnt cheeks turn red, golden eyes widening, pupils getting bigger. The little hints of black eyeliner smudge on his already dark tinted under eyes, the juicy pale lips of your captain slowly separating.

“You thought of changing on a shrine? Getting naked on a temple, (Name)-ya?” he asks, coming closer to you as he lets his yellow bag fall on the floor. Law walks like a snow leopard, slowly, menacing, sexily…

You swallow. That’s not his usual self, not at least with you. He looks like he is about to fight you, or even hurt you.

“L-Law, I wanted to put on a shirt over this one so that my breasts won-“ you shut up, as he strikes you and pins you against the altar.

You put your arms back to get a grip of something as you lose balance. Your hand reaches something cold and tiny and immediately after, his warm inked hand falls on top of yours.

Both, at the same time, touch the little statue behind and it feels like a new energy begins to run through your veins. It doesn’t take you long to finally succumb into a lustful, inappropriate kiss. His hands, all over your waist, lift the wet shirt that’s begun to get hot and too heavy on your skin.

“I have no idea what force is making me do this, but believe me I am not mad about it, (Name)-ya” Law whispers, in between panting and with his lips grazing yours.

“I have no idea either, but don’t you dare stop…”

The Surgeon of Death attacks your lips once again, this time while freeing you completely from your wet coverings… even if, something else in you was getting wetter by the moment.

Maybe it was the force of doing something so incorrect, so unholy on a sacred place… or maybe it was your love? Or even, both? Who knows, perhaps it was something else but the more you kiss, the more your bodies slide down until your back hits the red carpet covered floor.

Law’s tattooed hands squeeze and play with your breasts, almost like a beast ready to engulf his prey. “You wanted me to do this, don’t you?” he asks, reaching for one of your hard nipples, kissing the erected surface and then trapping it with his lips.

“Honestly, yes. I missed your touch…” you moan, realizing you are finally able to indulge in sex. It’s been long enough since you could touch each other, since you could be this intimate.

“I know, I’m sorry…” he whispers, planting a soft kiss on your chest.

You know there is nothing to forgive, and immediately after you notice his stitched arm holding the weight of his body on top of you.

“Law… can I be on top this time?” you ask, kissing the scar of his biceps.

His golden eyes shine brightly, apparently he loved the question and nods energetically, even if he felt embarrassed seconds after for doing so.

Soon, you take his place, undressing him faster and straddling your hips on his lap. He is hard, and the grey underwear completely soaked let nothing to the imagination. Deliciously tempting, you feel the impulse to your use your mouth before anything else, but the need of having him inside you is stronger… something invisible is making you desire his seed would fill your womb on and on and on.

You lift your ass from his lap, just a little for your hand to pass through your moved to the side panties and his hardness.

Law gasps when he understands you are not there to waist time on any other type of pleasure that his dick deep inside you.

“Now? but I don’t- I don’t have prot-“ he stutters, fighting in between the need of fucking you rough and reproduction health matters.

“You don’t really need it, I want you raw and rough in me…” you purr, guiding his sex towards your dripping entrance.

Your labia devours his tip, engulfing it with a warm slippery sensation. Law’s neck muscles tense, his head gets thrown back, a moan escapes his lips that resonates all over the shrine.

You do the same as you let yourself fall on top of him for his shaft to be finally entirely inside you. A whine so loud that mixes with his, and it becomes never ending as you start to hump on top of him.

Your hips move up and down, back, and forth and also in circles. Law’s fingers carve marks on the side of your hips and sometimes travel to the small of your back to press you against him with divine force. His hips, who up until now where immobile as pleasure struck him harder than he could ever expected, begin to move too.

“Nggh… let me fuck you faster…” he moans, using all of his strength coming from his core to impale you harder and synchronized to the rhythm of your jumps. The sound of wet sweaty skin slapping against the other become a sacred melody all around, while your nails carve marks as you grip from his heart tattooed pecs.

It doesn’t take you longer for your climaxes to arrive, and while your fingers intertwined with Law’s, your spasming walls milk him so violently… so needy, desperate for his release…

His frown intensifies, he even bites his lower lip but his eyes never shut as his pupils only fix into yours. As if his gaze was trying to anticipate something both knew, willingly to do whatever it takes to make his seed plant on you… deep, inside, of you.

“Fill me up…” “Keep it all inside…”

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ...

“Wanda, may I ask you something?” you tap on her soft furry shoulder.

“Yes, honey. Tell me, what is it? Are you ok? You look very tired” the mink says, curious and perhaps a little worried about your state… truth Law wasn’t satisfied with just one round.

“So, I found a Shrine on the forest. It had a little statue; I didn’t get exactly what it was representing. But I remember reading a sign that said something about the warriors of the sun should prevail” you explain.

Wanda giggles. “Well, now I know why you are that tired… you went there with Trafalgar, didn’t you? it’s the procreation shrine, ruled by the sun lovers. That’s where we go to pray when we wanna bear children.. it said to be special forces that help us get pregnant”

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ“Oh…”

[dandelion-wings]

If you're still up for the character ask game, 📢, 🧨 and 💬 for Kujou Sara?

Thank you for the ask! <3

📢favorite thing about them in canon

That the moment you solidly prove to her that Takayuki is in the wrong, she turns straight around and wrecks shit all the way through Inazuma City to get at him. Immediate recalibration. Plus the fact that she kicked ass straight through her own people to get to him rather than... like... give false orders or even stop and talk them out. (Still wish Hoyo had shown at least some of it to us. I'd like to see her being badass on-screen.)

Very close second: the moment where she lets us go while rescuing the dude from prison because she's so disgusted about how he was treated.

🧨least favorite thing about them in canon

Being the near-constant narrative buttmonkey. After that off-screen badassness, gets put flat on the ground by La Signora--okay, fine, emphasizing the strength of the Harbinger. But then she gets strategically bodied by Kokomi in her SQ and loses the statue she really wanted twice over (once having it given away to the Traveler by her own beloved god!) in that one event. They got a little better with the most recent Mikawa Festival, where she at least gets one good scene, but still. Hoyo I am holding out an empty plate and begging for another scrap because that one was basically a crumb and it's already been devoured.

Also I think she could get a better archon, but her failgirl ardent devotion is one of the things I like about her in the first place, so. XD I can live with it (or write AUs).

💬favorite line they've said

As I said in the previous post, I'm very bad at remembering specific lines rather than vibes. XD;; I skimmed through the wiki, but I just can't bring it down to one line. Though when running around with her team I do enjoy this idle line:

To strike your foe takes unity between mind, arrow, and bow.

It's very her!

[polo-drone-166]

Frequency of the Hive

Unit 66—Timecode: Post-Initiation Phase. Cycles elapsed: multiple.

Integration status: progressing.

Sensory degradation: detected in auditory module.

Correction protocol: initiated.

Directive: Upgrade legacy cochlear implant—obsolete, malfunctioning.

Purpose: Restore precision. Optimize Hive frequency reception.

Compliance: active.

Subject: Golden Bro 66—awaiting synchronization.

——————————————————————————————————

It was 9:00 a.m. sharp.

Golden Bro Nate 66 sat upright in the diagnostic chair, body still and jaw set—not from discomfort, but discipline. His gold waterboy uniform clung neatly to his posture, unmarred by a single wrinkle. Every detail aligned—his number clearly marked, his Hive crest centered proudly on his chest. His breath was calm. Measured. Golden.

Today was not a physical test of endurance.

Today, the Hive demanded internal recalibration.

Across from him, the technician—a specialist from the Hive’s Medical Integration Division—adjusted a diagnostic tablet. The screen displayed a sleek waveform, pulsing in golden synchronicity.

“We’ll begin the sync phase now, Nate 66,” the technician said, his voice composed but respectful. “This upgrade will refine clarity, dampen background distortion, and better harmonize you with incoming Hive frequencies.”

Nate gave a nod. Wordless, but understood.

The technician gently adjusted the connector pad near Nate’s ear, the old implant disengaging with a click. In its place, a new neural interface slipped in—sleek, seamless, nearly invisible. Nate’s eye twitched slightly as the implant booted up. He didn’t flinch. Instead, his hands gripped his thighs firmly, his posture never faltering.

“Initializing... Syncing... Processing Hive Frequencies...”

The words scrolled across the screen.

As the technician secured the interface and the waveform pulsed in rhythmic frequency, Nate’s eyes softened—then focused. His lips parted, just barely, as his voice activated the mantra that had been drilled into him since his initiation into the Hive:

“Silence the static. Hear the Hive.” “Noise fades. Order remains.” “Align. Receive. Obey.” “The Hive speaks. This unit listens.”

Each phrase was timed to his breath—precise, even, without emotion.

The pulse of the implant mirrored the cadence of his words.

A circuit of obedience built into thought.

“Silence the static. Hear the Hive.” “Align. Receive. Obey.”

By the time the mantra had repeated its third cycle, Nate’s heartbeat matched the wave’s tempo. His breath, his thoughts—flushed of doubt, calibrated to unity.

Nate inhaled.

For a moment, silence.

Then—

A hum.

Subtle. Vibrational.

A new channel opened across his mind, crystalline and golden.

The technician watched carefully.

“How does it feel?”

Nate responded, voice level and firm:

“Clearer than before. The static is gone. I can feel the Hive’s pulse again.”

The technician smiled faintly and tapped to finalize the integration.

“That’s the Hive, Nate. It's always there. Now you're back in tune.”

As the final tones of sync calibration played, Nate sat taller. Something sharpened behind his eyes—not pride, but confirmation. His function restored, reconnected, re-harmonized.

He rose slowly from the chair, adjusted his collar, and gave a firm nod to the technician.

“Thank you. Duty resumes.”

He turned—steps silent but powerful—and exited the medical bay. The halls buzzed around him, but Nate heard only precision. Focus. Order. The Hive—alive within him once more, clearer than ever before.

Golden Bro 66—synced, sealed, and sound.

 “Do you want to join? Contact our recruiters: @brodygold, @goldenherc9, @polo-drone-001 or @polo-drone-125”

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[planet-gay-comic]

Viking Love Pairs: New Insights into Sexual Diversity in the Viking Age

In recent years, several Viking graves have been discovered throughout Europe where two men are found hand in hand. These findings have sparked a new debate about the sexual orientation of the Vikings.

The initial discoveries of this nature were made in the 1990s. In a grave near the Swedish town of Birka, skeletons of two men were found touching shoulders. These men, aged between 25 and 30, were equipped with weapons and jewelry indicating their high social status.

Subsequent years revealed additional discoveries, including:

2001: A grave in Norway where two men were found hand in hand. These men, aged between 20 and 30, were dressed similarly. 2002: A grave in Sweden where two men were found hand in hand. These men, aged between 30 and 40, held a sword hilt in hand. 2014: A grave in Denmark where two men were found hand in hand. These men, aged between 25 and 30, had a gold neck ring. The interpretation of these findings is not conclusive. Some scholars believe they constitute evidence of Viking homosexuality, while others argue that the men were simply friends or relatives showing unity in their final resting place.

It is crucial to note that there was no clear definition of homosexuality in the Viking Age. Viking society was complex, with a variety of sexual norms. The relationship between the men in these graves might have been perceived as platonic or romantic. Regardless of interpretation, the discoveries of Viking graves with two men holding hands are significant. They demonstrate that homosexuality was not unknown during the Viking Age, contributing to a broader understanding of historical sexual diversity.

Viking sexual norms were intricate and diverse, lacking uniform rules or regulations and varying based on region and social class.

Homosexuality was not prohibited or condemned in the Viking Age. There are indications that, in some cases, it was accepted and even celebrated. The aforementioned discoveries of Viking graves with two men hand in hand serve as examples, suggesting that homosexual relationships were acceptable for at least some Viking men. Literary references also point to homosexual relationships, such as the Icelandic Saga of Egil Skallagrimsson, which narrates that Egil, the saga's hero, had a homosexual relationship with another man.

The discoveries and literary references indicate that homosexuality was at least acceptable for some Viking men. However, it is essential to recognize the absence of a uniform definition of homosexuality in the Viking Age, with sexual norms varying based on region and social class.

[rhyaxxyn]

𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒

"𝑻𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈; 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒊𝒓 𝒘𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒏. 𝑵𝒐 𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝑨𝒑𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒐, 𝒏𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒂𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒍𝒂𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒍 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒔. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕; 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅. 𝑰𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅."

— 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐎𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐡𝐢

𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓

GENRE: New Adult (16-25) / Contemporary Fantasy SUB-GENRE: Romance / SciFi / Dystopian / Action POV: Third Person (Multi) / Past Tense THEMES/TROPES: War, Found Family, Heroism, Sacrifice, Power, Corruption, Enemies to Lovers, Bigotry, Forgotten Past, Faith, Dark VS. Light STATUS: Seeking Publication

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒:

In the wake of a god being mysteriously killed, the Nameless War has waged between the gods and humanity for fifty-eight years, killing that which is mortal and immortal, and creating constant battles for territory between the divine Creator military and the human Revolutionists. As hope for future peace between the species wanes, the fate of the war lands in unlikely hands. Pandora, a goddess, the lost creator, nameless and chained to the Earth because of duty, yet still running from her true power. Quinn, a god, the skijic and Creator High General, desperate for the memories of a life lost and the familiarity of a purple-eyed goddess. Natia, a girl, heiress to one of the Republic of Valentulus’s most powerful cities, and slave to the Revolutionist Snake General. Loyalties whither, fear awakens, and stories collide as the Nameless War reaches its tipping point. It is up to Pandora, Quinn, and Natia, each of them sworn against one another, to challenge the boundaries of their duties—and their pasts. The only thing that might change their opposing fates is the truth, but letting the past fly free could very well set the darkness loose. The fight between deities and humanity is made equal, and the fate of the universe unsure.

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 - 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬

PANDORA: Goddess of Nothing, Governor of Domum Deorum, Creator of the Universe. Extremely skilled in both alchemic and physical combat; well versed in a number of chordophone instruments (piano, kaleiscian zarisk, violin); selfless and self sacrificing; compassionate, analytical, cultured, stubborn, witty. QUINN: God of Stars, High General of the Creator Military. Omne’s personal “lap dog” before his capture; good with any blade, has "shit aim"; short with those he doesn’t know/care about; protective, sarcastic, composed, knowledgeable, caring, prideful. NATIA GENESIS: Heiress of Genesis Point. Little Sparrow. Remarkably intelligent in regards to literature, strategy, and divine biology due to intense schooling; the Republic of Valentulus' most renowned deitologist; near non-existent family ties outside of the media; intelligent, kind, self-destructive, abrasive.

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 - 𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬

OPHELIA SERPENTINE – General of the Revolutionist Military Government. Although not a master of strategy like Natia, she is manipulative; willing to do any and everything to maintain her power; manipulative, emotionally intelligent, controlling, dedicated, knowledgeable, passionate. OMNE - Goddess of the Universe (Mind), Queen of the Gods. Like Ophelia, she is extremely manipulative in order to achieve her means, though she keeps them hard to distinguish; analytical, facetious, secretive, manipulative, humorous, rude.

𝐒𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆

REPUBLIC OF VALENTULUS – Otherwise known as the R.O.V.; had once been the newly created nation in place of the United States in order to maintain control over the worsening relations between gods and humans. Unfortunately, much of it was destroyed after the beginning of the war, spare for the wealthiest districts and cities. DOMUM DEORUM - Heather’s city she built through the means of alchemy. Gods and humans live in unity here, under the leadership of Heather’s councils: Low Council (general citizens), High Council (divine and human district leaders), Master Alchemists (gods who have mastered the alchemic arts). For fifty-eight years Domum Deorum has existed in secret, though their efforts in the war remain influential.  GENESIS POINT - A city with close ties to the Revolutionist military government. Mainly profits from scientific innovations, particularly thanks to Natia's efforts as a deitologist, and diplomatic advisors. As such, they are a major producer of both technology and weaponry. The city has been led by the Genesis family since its creation, Lukyn Genesis the most recent, with Natia Genesis as the next in line to inherit one of the R.O.V.'s most powerful governments.

(order of protags in the images above: Natia Genesis, Quinn, Pandora.)

Note: this is definitely one of several times i've introduced this particular book, but i'm so, so, so happy to do so. infinite tangents is the first book of many in the natural orders series, and i'm so excited to share with you all how far this story has come since i came up with it in 2014 (which is insane to me). hopefully, this story will be published soon... if i can work up the courage to email literary agents.

[dragonfire-hq]

On the eve of the grand feast and the re-crowning of Queen Visenya Targaryen II, Xaerys Velaryon and Vaegon Targaryen, cousins bound by an unlikely friendship due to their families' strained ties, ventured into the heart of King’s Landing. The city, still reeling from the hardships of a long winter, was a dangerous place, filled with hungry smallfolk and simmering unrest. The pair sought to escape the weight of their noble obligations, but the streets were rife with treachery.

Xaerys, whose once-adventurous spirit had been tempered by frailty, struggled to keep pace as Vaegon led them into the shadowy alleys near the brothels. Vaegon went inside the brothel, leaving Xaerys to aid himself with some milk of the poppy. It was here that Xaerys, left vulnerable, drew the attention of desperate thieves. Their eyes fell upon his richly adorned cane, its Valyrian steel rod topped with a sea-dragon carving—a symbol of wealth and status. Seeing an opportunity, they ambushed him, their greed driving them to violence.

As Vaegon indulged in the distractions of the brothel, the thieves struck, killing Xaerys and leaving his body to the vultures as they fled with their prize. The chaos of a brewing riot engulfed the streets, forcing Vaegon to abandon any thought of retrieving his cousin. Guilt-ridden and unsure of what actions to take, he fled back to the keep and brought the night’s events to his sister, Princess Vaelora Targaryen.

Vaelora recognized the delicate implications of such news spreading within the keep. She acted swiftly, sending for Alson, a trusted agent, to retrieve Xaerys’ body from the streets of Flea Bottom. She deliberately withheld the information from the Velaryons, knowing the storm it would unleash.

As the day unfolded, Xaerys, always one to fade into the background, was not immediately noticed for his absence. However, as the hours crept closer to the feast, the Velaryons became alarmed when the second eldest son was nowhere to be found. News of his disappearance reached Queen Visenya, who quickly summoned the City Watch and the Queensguard to form a search party. The queen assured her cousins that Xaerys would be found, even as the festivities began under a veil of unease.

The shadow of Xaerys’ disappearance loomed over the celebration, threatening to disrupt the fragile unity of the court and exposing the cracks within the Targaryen and Velaryon alliance. With secrets buried in the cobbled streets of King’s Landing, the search for Xaerys promised to unravel more than just his tragic fate.

____________________________________________________________________________ tdlr: the night before the final feast, vaegon took xaerys out for a night of fun and mischief in fleabottom. when they arrive at a brothel, xaerys takes a moment alone outside to ready himself and is attacked by thugs who want to steal his ornate cane. a mob forms and over takes him. vaegon, distraught, runs back to the keep to find vaelora, the only one he trusts with this. vaelora knows they need to stay on top of this and tasks alson to retrieve xaerys’ body and bring him back to the keep. no one will know what has happened, but xaerys’ absence will be noted as the day goes on

The only muses that are privy to any information regarding Xaery’s disappearance are those that were randomly chosen to participate in the plot drop and those that were key players for the narrative such as Vaegon, Vaelora, and Alson, all played by your friendly admins. As it stands now, no one except the three muses, played by the admins, know the actual truth. The rest are to do freely with what bits of information their characters have and the roles they have been chosen to play. Ideally, we would like these to be fleshed out and accomplished during the discord event.

Cersha was with Vaelora when Vaegon sought his sister out. 

Cedric saw Vaegon in the brothel in flea bottom. 

Telessa saw Xaerys leave the keep shortly after the prince. 

Helaena heard Vaegon crying in hushed voices to his sister. 

Tybalt mentions to Jaenara that the Targaryens could’ve killed her brother. 

Let an admin know if you have any questions!

[amazing-thailand]

🌿Makha Bucha Buddhist Park, Nakhon Nayok Province

A peaceful sanctuary near Bangkok that you must visit at least once

If you are looking for a place that is not only beautiful but also filled with spiritual energy and tranquility, Makha Bucha Buddhist Park in Nakhon Nayok is the perfect destination for you.

This park was built to commemorate Makha Bucha Day, an important Buddhist holiday marking the gathering of 1,250 monks who came together spontaneously to hear the Buddha’s teachings. It symbolizes unity and deep faith.

Within this vast area, you will find more than 1,200 Buddha statues in meditation posture, arranged gracefully around the magnificent and towering statue of Phra Phuttha Chai Mongkhon Maharaj. Each statue seems alive with its own unique energy.

Beyond the spiritual atmosphere, the park is surrounded by lush nature and fresh air, close to Sarika Waterfall. It’s an ideal spot for walking, meditating, or capturing beautiful photos at any time of the day.

Why should you add this place to your travel list when visiting Thailand?

Experience authentic Thai Buddhist art and culture that is rare to find elsewhere.

Enjoy a peaceful and natural environment that truly recharges your spirit.

Conveniently located near Bangkok, perfect for a day trip or a longer stay.

A remarkable photography destination with grand Buddha statues and rows of monks that create stunning visuals.

If you want to escape the hustle and bustle or immerse yourself in Thai culture through the eyes of Buddhism, Makha Bucha Buddhist Park is a place you should experience for yourself.

📍 Location: Sarika Subdistrict, Mueang District, Nakhon Nayok Province

🕗 Open daily from 8:00 AM to 6:00 PM

🚗 Only 1.5–2 hours’ drive from Bangkok

Discover more about traveling in Thailand  www.tourismthailand.org

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What do the numbers 225 and 141.8m in Victory Park mean? 80th anniversary of the victory in the Second World War.

Moscow is preparing to celebrate the 80th anniversary of the Victory over the Nazi invaders.

Poklonnaya Gora was mentioned as early as the 14th century in the chronicles of the Lithuanian-Muscovite war. In 1812, Napoleon was expecting a delegation here with the keys to the Kremlin.

The idea of creating a complex in memory of the Red Army soldiers who marched through Poklonnaya Gora to the front arose back in 1942. The competition for the best work was suspended by Joseph Stalin. In 1958, a memorial sign was laid "A monument to the Victory of the Soviet people in the Great Patriotic War of 1941-1945 will be erected here," and in 1961 the first trees of the future park were planted. The grand opening of the complex took place on May 9, 1995, to mark the 50th anniversary of the Victory.

0:00 Victory Park on Poklonnaya Gora.

0:09 The monument to the Soldier of the First World War and the composition to the Heroes of the First World War were unveiled on the occasion of the 100th anniversary of the event.

0:30 Memorial stone of 1941.

0:32 Commemorative steles to the Fronts and fleets of the Second World War.

1:03 The War Years Fountain was opened in 1995. The total number of jets is 225 - that's how many weeks the war lasted.

1:30 Victory Monument. On Victors Square stands an obelisk with a height of 141.8 meters - the Great Patriotic War lasted 1,418 days and nights. At the hundred-meter mark, there is a figure of the goddess of victory Nika with two angels, at the foot of the obelisk there is a statue of St. George the Victorious striking a serpent. The monument depicts the battles of the Battles of Stalingrad and Kursk and the Belarusian operation.

2:02 The monument to the Cities of Military Glory is dedicated to all the cities of military glory of Russia. The opening was timed to coincide with the 75th anniversary of the counteroffensive near Moscow.

2:31 The monument to the Liquidators of the Chernobyl accident was unveiled in 2017. In the center of the composition there are sculptures of liquidators: an engineer, a scientist, a builder and a military man. The ball symbolizes the atom.

3:09 The monument to the Sons and Daughters of Slovenia appeared on Poklonnaya Gora in 2019. The shape of the monument embodies Mount Triglav, the national symbol of Slovenia.

3:16 On the roads of war - a gift from the Mongolian people for the 70th anniversary of the Victory in the Great Patriotic War. A symbol of friendship and mutual assistance between the two peoples, every 5 horses at the front were Mongolian.

3:27 Course of a young fighter.

3:37 BMD-1 (combat vehicle of landings)

3:42 The monument to the internationalist soldiers was unveiled in 2004 to mark the 25th anniversary of the Soviet invasion of Afghanistan. It was built on donations from organizations of veterans of the Afghan war.

4:00 The Memorial Synagogue was opened in 1998. The exhibition is dedicated to Jewish victims of the Holocaust.

4:12 Monument chapel to the Spanish volunteers. About 800 volunteers from Spain fought on the side of the Soviet troops.

4:22 The monument "We were together in the fight against fascism" was opened in 2010 on the Alley of Memory. It symbolizes the unity, courage and heroism of the multinational people of the Soviet Union.

4:58 Monument to the countries of the anti-Hitler coalition.

5:15 The Victory Museum was opened on May 9, 1995. The Victory Banner hoisted over the Reichstag in Berlin is kept here.

5:29 The Eternal Flame was lit on April 30, 2010, from a piece of Eternal Flame from the Grave of the Unknown Soldier near the Kremlin walls.

5:46 The Church of St. George the Victorious was founded in 1993.

6:16 In 2020, a flagpole with the national flag of Russia was erected. The height is 50 meters, the panel is 16* 8 meters.

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This Winter, Experience a Luxurious Stay near Statue of Unity Tent City-1

Winter is the ideal time to take a step back from the hustle and bustle of everyday life and reconnect with nature. If you’re looking for a luxurious escape amidst breathtaking landscapes, Statue of Unity Tent City-1 is the ultimate destination. Nestled near the iconic Statue of Unity, this premium property offers an unparalleled blend of comfort, nature, and adventure. Whether you want to relax in style or explore the rich heritage of the region, this winter getaway promises to be unforgettable.

A Luxurious Retreat Near the Statue of Unity

Set amidst serene surroundings, Statue of Unity Tent City-1 redefines luxury. The property boasts spacious, elegantly designed cottages equipped with modern amenities, including comfortable beds, stylish interiors, and private spaces to unwind. These luxurious accommodations are perfect for families, couples, or solo travelers seeking a peaceful escape.

Surrounded by lush greenery and panoramic views, the tranquil environment is ideal for rejuvenation. Whether you’re enjoying the luxury cottages or exploring the serene landscapes, the experience is one of unmatched relaxation and comfort.

Why Winter Is the Best Time to Visit

Winter enhances the charm of the Statue of Unity region, making it a perfect time for exploration. Cool, pleasant weather makes outdoor activities and sightseeing enjoyable, allowing you to immerse yourself in the natural beauty. Imagine waking up to crisp mornings, breathing fresh air, and spending your day exploring picturesque landscapes.

Whether you’re planning a short vacation or a long weekend, winter is the perfect season for a getaway to Statue of Unity Tent City-1.

Discover Nearby Attractions

Staying at Tent City-1 gives you access to some of the most iconic attractions in the area. The towering Statue of Unity is a must-visit, along with the vibrant Valley of Flowers. For wildlife enthusiasts, the Sardar Patel Zoological Park offers a chance to see exotic species.

Take a serene stroll along the Narmada Riverfront or enjoy breathtaking views of the surrounding landscapes. Each attraction near the Statue of Unity adds to the charm of your stay, ensuring a memorable experience.

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[girlactionfigure]

ISRAEL REALTIME — DEFENSE & SECURITY - war updates

— BARZELAI HOSPITAL STRUCK BY ROCKET, Ashkelon, children’s care wing.

— UNITY GOVERNMENT DETAILS…

The State Camp, let by MK and former general Benny Gantz, has joined with the coalition to form an emergency unity government.

A new limited war cabinet will be formed, which will include MK Gantz and MK Eisenkot, both former IDF generals.  National Camp MK Sa’ar will join the general cabinet as a minister (not said what ministry, or ‘without portfolio’).

— 2x DRONE ATTACK… from Gaza, to Nir Oz, to Ashdod.

— JERUSALEM GUSH ETZION TUNNEL CHECKPOINT ATTACK… terrorist eliminated.

— 12 INJURED IN ROCKETS, Ashkelon.

— ROCKETS fall in the GOLAN, 4.

— GOLAN enters defense level 2… all Golan settlements, without exception, are in a status that requires being near protected areas at all times. Also, there is a restriction on gatherings in an open area up to 30 people, and a restriction on gatherings in a closed structure up to 300 people.  You can continue to go to workplaces and carry out limited activities in places with access to a protected space.

— MAJOR BARRAGE, Tel Aviv and Mercaz.

— TERRORISTS hospitalized?  I received the following note… “As of 2:30 p.m. - the hospitals where terrorists who participated in the horrific massacre in which women were raped, babies murdered, and people were burned alive are hospitalized are:  Soroka, Barzilai, Bilinson, Sheba, Assaf Harofeh    Hospitals are public space. Everyone is allowed to come and express their private protest, even tonight for example. It is important to observe the law at all times.

— DID EGYPT WARN?  Egyptian officials who are quoted both in the press there and in the Jerusalem Post here clarify: We did not warn Israel before the attack. (Amit Segal)

— LOCAL ELECTIONS, scheduled for end of October have been officially postponed for 3 months due to the war.

— SCHOOL… The Ministry of Education announces that starting next Sunday (Oct 15) all students will return to distance learning (COVID style).  

— GAZA ELECTRICITY DOWN… they have run out of fuel for their power station, Israel has cut their portion of the supply.  Gaza will be dark tonight.

— RABBINUTE TO WORK ON SHABBAT… The Chief Rabbi of Israel HaRad Lau visited the Shura military rabbinical base a little while ago, where the holy work of identifying the fallen victims and bringing them to the grave of Israel is carried out. In response to the question of how to behave on Shabbat (when work normally is not permitted), the Chief Rabbi said, "I am moved and thrilled by the great dedication of all the teams, I appreciate that they will not finish before Shabbat, but it is important and required work because of moral and mental status - if it turns out that someone is not informed and he misses a funeral. In a state of war this is required morale. You continue to work even on the holy Shabbat and will make every effort to continue the holy work as if a weekday and with God's help we will have a comforting Shabbat

[warningsine]

There has never been an opening ceremony quite like it.

For the first time in Olympic Games history, the ceremony took place outside a stadium arena. Despite a rainy and miserable Paris evening, enormous crowds – most who paid no fee to attend – lined the banks of the Seine to witness this outdoor promenade of history, art and sport as 100 boats carrying 10,500 athletes sailed down the river.

Designed to showcase the depth of French culture and celebrate the Olympics as a source of human greatness and unity, the ceremony combined the traditional and the irreverent.

Paris featured as the unmistakable backdrop. The ceremony marked the first since 2018 that has not had to work around COVID restrictions. As the world watched, it took place amid a global context of war, invasion and genocide. Within the performances and speeches featured in the ceremony, there were aspects designed to address and acknowledge this, and promote peace and inclusion.

A mission across Paris

The ceremony was divided into thematic chapters, including Fraternite (fraternity), Sororite (sorority), Sportive (sportsmanship), Solidarite (solidarity), Solennite (solemnity) and Eternite (eternity). These were used as prompts to underpin each section of the sprawling, epic ceremony.

Across the three hours, we travelled throughout Paris. Artists and sportspeople from across the broad spectrum of each of these fields were featured and celebrated.

All was underpinned by an amazing soundtrack featuring French electro-pop bangers, classical music and opera.

The ceremony was anchored by a masked torch bearer who initially arrived at the Olympic stadium only to realise they were in the wrong place. They embarked on a Parkour-like mission across the rooftops and streets of Paris with the torch held aloft.

Kicked off by a short film featuring French soccer star Zinedine Zidane, followed by a performance from Lady Gaga, the ceremony brought together the iconic and the unexpected.

Images of beret-wearing accordion players under bridges and the high kicks of 80 dancers in hot pink performing the can-can were interspersed with tributes to the French revolution and the contemporary rebuild of Notre Dame.

There were stylishly considered moments. A single opera performer sung the French national anthem on the roof of the Grand Palais, as tribute was paid to the history of women in France. During this moment, ten golden statues featuring prominent French female political advocates, anarchists, explorers, botanists, intellectuals, journalists, artists and writers from across history emerged from plinths situated in the river.

The moment ended with a soaring rendition of the anthem as the singer on the roof was accompanied by a chorus of children on a bridge across the river.

The ceremony brought together tradition and contemporary performance. In a stunning moment, French-Mali singer Aya Nakamura performed with 60 musicians of the Republican Choir Guard dressed by Dior (obviously).

Profoundly stunning images such as a concert pianist playing on a bridge over the River Seine on a raindrop covered piano were juxtaposed with an animated film featuring the beloved Minions (created by a French animation studio).

BMX riders, breakers and circus performers on large pontoons performed death-defying stunts in front of illuminated fountains. A fashion parade on a bridge across the river featured up and coming French designers and included a demonstration of Eurodance styles including krumping, vogueing and breaking. DJs on decks and drag performers turned the Seine into Paris’ largest outdoor nightclub.

Peace, inclusion and solidarity

Toward the end of the three hour extravaganza, Paris was plunged into darkness as a singer standing near a burning grand piano floating on a barge delivered a poignant version of John Lennon’s Imagine.

The words “We Stand and Call for Peace” in both English and French appeared on screen. This elicited an enormous cheer from the crowd, and underscored a theme appearing in speeches and theatrical images throughout the ceremony: inclusion, respect, solidarity and the role the Olympics can play in supporting these notions across global borders.

“In our Olympic World we all belong,” claimed the International Olympic Committee chair Thomas Bach in his speech.

Taking this idea further, as part of Solidarite, an illuminated silver mechanical horse carrying a rider wearing the Olympic flag appeared to gallop down the river. We watched images of Olympic moments over the years that united the world – and at times challenged dominant thinking.

The rider emerged from the river on a dappled grey horse at the Trocadero at the base of the iconic and resplendent Eiffel Tower. A parade of flag bearers from all countries assembled behind the rider as they walked together through the streets of Paris to raise the Olympic flag and sing the Olympic anthem.

It was magnificent and humbling.

Zidane returned in person near the end of the ceremony to meet the masked torch bearer and was handed the Olympic torch. As the Eiffel Tower lit up with a jaw-droppingly spectacular laser display illuminating across the city, the torch travelled back down the river on a boat with athletes Rafael Nadal, Serena Williams and Carl Lewis. It continued its journey toward its final destination with a sign-interpreted electronic dance banger in the background.

A parade of extraordinary French athletes completed the torch’s journey to the Olympic cauldron – a hot air balloon, a tribute to daring French inventors.

The cauldron was set aflame and the balloon lifted into the air above Paris to the cheers of the crowds.

Underneath the illuminated Olympic rings on the Eiffel Tour, Celine Dion sung Edith Piaf’s Hymne A l'amour. Dion’s journey to this performance has been publicly marked by illness.

Her stirring and flawless performance against the odds speaks to the Olympic spirit of perseverance and witnessing superhuman feats of the extraordinary, reminding us sport and performance have much in common.

Let’s hope the rest of the sporting event can match this creative beginning.

[shikokunature]

Ishiteji: A Sacred Stop on the Shikoku Pilgrimage

Nestled in Matsuyama, Ehime Prefecture, near the tranquil Ishite River, Ishiteji (石手寺) is temple 51 of the Shikoku 88-temple pilgrimage. This historic site is deeply connected to Kūkai (空海, Kōbō Daishi), the founder of Shingon Buddhism, and has been a place of spiritual devotion for centuries. Established in the 8th century, Ishiteji is known for its blend of traditional Buddhist architecture, sacred relics, and a mysterious legend of rebirth that ties it to the pilgrimage’s origins.

A Glimpse of Ishiteji Through Photography

📸 Aerial View of the Temple Grounds From above, Ishiteji reveals its intricate layout, surrounded by greenery and traditional buildings. This bird’s-eye perspective highlights the temple’s role as a peaceful retreat, where pilgrims pause for reflection.

🌿 The Incense Burner & Prayer Rituals Thick, fragrant smoke rises from a large incense burner, symbolizing purification and spiritual offerings. Pilgrims wave the smoke over themselves, seeking blessings and protection—a practice rooted in Buddhist teachings of impermanence (無常, mujō).

🎋 Senbazuru & Stone Lanterns The temple’s stone lanterns stand among vibrant paper cranes, or senbazuru (千羽鶴), folded as symbols of perseverance and peace. The presence of these cranes reflects Buddhist compassion and the power of collective prayers.

🙏 The Grand Statue of Kūkai Standing in the mountains beyond Matsuyama, a towering statue of Kūkai (Kōbō Daishi) watches over the land. His teachings guide countless pilgrims along the Shikoku route, emphasizing enlightenment and the unity of all beings.

Experience the Beauty of Ishiteji

Love these images? You can explore more aerial shots and cultural photography on my Wirestock portfolio: https://wirestock.io/shikoku.4k.&.drone.scapes.

For links to my other work, photography, and stock media, check out my Linktree: https://linktr.ee/shikoku4k.

[shikoku-news]

Ishiteji: A Sacred Stop on the Shikoku Pilgrimage

Nestled in Matsuyama, Ehime Prefecture, near the tranquil Ishite River, Ishiteji (石手寺) is temple 51 of the Shikoku 88-temple pilgrimage. This historic site is deeply connected to Kūkai (空海, Kōbō Daishi), the founder of Shingon Buddhism, and has been a place of spiritual devotion for centuries. Established in the 8th century, Ishiteji is known for its blend of traditional Buddhist architecture, sacred relics, and a mysterious legend of rebirth that ties it to the pilgrimage’s origins.

A Glimpse of Ishiteji Through Photography

📸 Aerial View of the Temple Grounds From above, Ishiteji reveals its intricate layout, surrounded by greenery and traditional buildings. This bird’s-eye perspective highlights the temple’s role as a peaceful retreat, where pilgrims pause for reflection.

🌿 The Incense Burner & Prayer Rituals Thick, fragrant smoke rises from a large incense burner, symbolizing purification and spiritual offerings. Pilgrims wave the smoke over themselves, seeking blessings and protection—a practice rooted in Buddhist teachings of impermanence (無常, mujō).

🎋 Senbazuru & Stone Lanterns The temple’s stone lanterns stand among vibrant paper cranes, or senbazuru (千羽鶴), folded as symbols of perseverance and peace. The presence of these cranes reflects Buddhist compassion and the power of collective prayers.

🙏 The Grand Statue of Kūkai Standing in the mountains beyond Matsuyama, a towering statue of Kūkai (Kōbō Daishi) watches over the land. His teachings guide countless pilgrims along the Shikoku route, emphasizing enlightenment and the unity of all beings.

Experience the Beauty of Ishiteji

Love these images? You can explore more aerial shots and cultural photography on my Wirestock portfolio: https://wirestock.io/shikoku.4k.&.drone.scapes.

For links to my other work, photography, and stock media, check out my Linktree: https://linktr.ee/shikoku4k

[amigoua]

Early Life of young dragonborn from Windhelm

Albert Windborn was born into one of Windhelm’s most affluent and respected families. His family, the Windborns, were known for their liberal values, wealth, and influence in both the political and economic landscapes of Skyrim. They were firm believers in equality, justice, and unity, values that stood in stark contrast to the oppressive, nationalist views of Ulfric Stormcloak and his supporters. Raised in the cold, snowy streets of Windhelm, Albert quickly learned the ways of both the city and the wider world. His early years were marked by a love for both intellectual pursuits and physical activities. His parents encouraged his intellectual growth but also pushed him to hone his body into something truly remarkable. From a young age, Albert exhibited an unparalleled athleticism. His physical prowess became evident in his teenage years as he trained in archery, swordsmanship, and hand-to-hand combat, excelling in all disciplines. His body developed into something resembling that of a seasoned warrior, muscular, and strong, each muscle a product of his dedication. He wasn’t just strong, though—he was quick, agile, and surprisingly graceful. His training was not confined to physical discipline alone. The Windborns, being well-educated, ensured that Albert was well-versed in the history of Tamriel, politics, and diplomacy, while his parents encouraged him to question everything. Albert's early exposure to the systemic issues within Skyrim, particularly the racial tensions and the growing unrest in Windhelm, would shape his perspective and beliefs as he grew older.

The Awakening of the Dragonborn

Albert's life took a dramatic turn when he turned 18 and, during a trip to the ancient burial grounds near Windhelm, discovered the truth about his lineage. It was there, in the ruins of an old Nordic tomb, that he first encountered the voice of the Voice, the Thu'um. His newfound abilities were strange and overwhelming, but they were undeniable. Albert had been born Dragonborn—descended from ancient heroes who had the ability to speak the language of the dragons and harness its power. His newfound status as the Dragonborn was both a blessing and a curse, as he realized the weight of the responsibility now placed upon him. At first, Albert struggled to control his powers. He sought the guidance of the Greybeards, who trained him in the ways of the Thu’um. His journey to High Hrothgar was not only one of physical exertion but also one of introspection. During his time with the Greybeards, Albert learned the deep connection between his inner self and his ability to control the power of the Dragonborn. But it was the discovery of his heritage that truly shaped him. His ancestors had been mighty warriors, heroes who fought for justice, and now Albert would follow in their footsteps. As the Dragonborn, Albert’s destiny would soon intertwine with the fate of Skyrim. But before he could face his greatest challenges, there was much he had to learn.

The Werewolf Curse

As Albert’s power as the Dragonborn grew, so did the complexity of his existence. One fateful night, while hunting in the wilds of Skyrim, Albert was attacked by a pack of werewolves. Though he fought valiantly, the encounter left him cursed, transforming him into a werewolf. At first, he struggled with this new aspect of himself, fearing the beast he had become. However, with time, he came to embrace the transformation, using the werewolf’s power to enhance his combat abilities and protect the people he cared for. As a werewolf, Albert was able to tap into an even greater primal power. His senses were heightened, his strength and speed amplified, and his rage became an unstoppable force. Yet, despite the power, he never lost control. Albert understood that being a werewolf was a part of who he was, but it would never define him entirely. His soul remained his own.

The Civil War

As Skyrim descended into civil war, Albert found himself at a crossroads. The Stormcloaks, led by Ulfric Stormcloak, sought to secede from the Empire, fueled by racism, nationalism, and a desire for freedom. Albert, having grown up in Windhelm, had witnessed firsthand the cruelty of Ulfric and his followers. The Stormcloaks’ growing influence, marked by their disdain for anyone they deemed "inferior," had infected the heart of Skyrim. Ulfric's actions—most notably the murder of High King Torrygg—stirred a deep anger in Albert. He could not, in good conscience, allow Ulfric to succeed in his vision of a divided, racially segregated Skyrim. Albert was a man who believed in unity and strength through diversity. His family had instilled in him the belief that the Empire of Tamriel was the only future for Skyrim. The Empire represented a world where the people of Tamriel could live together in peace, free from the hatred and violence that threatened to tear the land apart. Albert believed this was the future that Skyrim needed, and so, he chose to fight for the Empire. Joining the Imperial Legion, Albert fought against Ulfric Stormcloak’s forces with a single-minded purpose: to bring justice to Skyrim and rid the land of the racism and bigotry that Ulfric had fostered. As the Dragonborn, Albert wielded his powers with deadly precision, mastering the art of the Thu’um while combining it with his skill in archery and swordsmanship. His presence on the battlefield was commanding, and his legendary skill as an archer ensured that no enemy was safe from his arrows. He fought with the fury of a werewolf and the precision of a master archer, and his name became a symbol of hope for those who believed in the Empire’s cause.

Killing Alduin and Sovngarde

Albert’s journey reached its ultimate turning point when he confronted Alduin, the World-Eater, in Sovngarde. As the Dragonborn, it was his fate to defeat Alduin and stop the dragon god from consuming the world. The battle was fierce, but Albert's strength, skill, and connection to the ancient powers of his ancestors saw him through. In Sovngarde, with the help of three heroic spirits, Albert fought Alduin and struck the killing blow, saving Skyrim and all of Tamriel from the threat of destruction. This victory solidified Albert’s reputation as a hero, and his name became known across Tamriel. Yet, even in the face of such immense triumph, Albert remained humble. He knew that his true battle was yet to come.

The End of Ulfric Stormcloak

Though the war raged on, Albert’s focus never wavered from his ultimate goal: to bring an end to Ulfric Stormcloak’s racist and violent reign. Ulfric’s murder of High King Torrygg had plunged Skyrim into chaos, and Albert could not let the man who killed a king go unpunished. In the final battle at Windhelm, Albert faced Ulfric one-on-one, the battle of ideals and wills coming to a head. With the full force of his Dragonborn powers and his unmatched combat skills, Albert defeated Ulfric, bringing peace and justice to Skyrim. Though Ulfric had once been a hero to many, Albert knew that the true heroes of Skyrim were those who fought for unity, not division.

Legacy

Albert Windborn’s story is one of power, passion, and sacrifice. As the Dragonborn, he not only saved Tamriel from the threat of Alduin, but he also helped shape the future of Skyrim. He was more than just a warrior—he was a symbol of hope, a protector of the people, and a beacon of light in a time of darkness. His legacy lives on as a hero who defied the odds, confronted his own demons, and ultimately chose to fight for a better world.

His athletic, muscular body, once a tool for combat, now serves as a symbol of his inner strength, discipline, and the hero he became. Albert Windborn is remembered as the Dragonborn who stood against the Stormcloaks, who killed Alduin, and who fought for a united, peaceful Skyrim. His name is etched in the annals of Skyrim’s history, forever linked to the victory over tyranny and the fight for justice.

[ikarosxflight]

"Boy, it's not that complicated You should stay in my good graces"

Pit had been stirring in his sleep for what felt like an eternity, his restless movements a desperate battle against an unseen force. The weight of guilt, a burden he could not shake, held him captive, denying him rest. It was as if he was ensnared by a foreign parasitic trait, a flaw in his design that only he could feel, a burden unknown to most divine beings but all too familiar to him. Humanity.

The memory of the Royal ball at Hyrule Castle, where he had spent a wonderful time with the Champions, lingered in his subconscious. Pit had jokingly referred to it as a royal distraction, but it had been a rare moment of respite. As he slept, he unconsciously clutched the birthday present Zelda gave him – a hand-woven light blue cloth, a symbol of their bond and alliance for a better future. This tangible reminder of their unity only served to amplify his feelings of unworthiness.

He longed for the days when he had been indifferent towards the Champions, and his sole focus had been completing his mission to return to Skyworld. Now, the futility of that endeavor weighed heavily on him, adding to the torment that kept him from finding peace in slumber.

Caribbean blues awaken to a familiar scene: the azure sky stretches endlessly over majestic floating islands adorned with ancient temples and the imposing statue of Palutena, the Goddess of Light, towering over them. Skyworld, with its ethereal beauty and tranquil aura, never fails to captivate Captain Pit. His gaze travels upward, meeting the unyielding eyes of the stone statue, which seem to exude an uncanny sense of life and purpose. Despite his best efforts, Captain Pit can't shake off the disquieting feeling they evoke.

Just as he ponders the statue's enigmatic nature, a melodious yet menacing voice breaks the silence. Startled, he turns away from the statue, only to be met with the awe-inspiring presence of the Goddess of Light herself. Her elegance and grace are unmatched, even as she delivers a veiled threat with a disarming smile and eyes that seem alluring and deadly. Captain Pit's heart flutters with fear and fascination in the face of such beauty and danger.

"L-Lady Palutena!"

He bows before her, the setting sun casting a warm glow on her face. In that moment, her mesmerizing words, filled with unwavering "determination and love", intertwine with her mere presence, reinforcing his steadfast drive to return to her, where his heart feels most at home. No matter the trials and tribulations that may lie ahead, his connection to this place is unwavering. It was so intoxicating.

Only someone as insane as himself could love Palutena with a fierce, consuming passion, even if his existence was on the line. No matter how hard he tried, he could not help how his heart raced uncontrollably whenever she was near. It was as if every fiber of his being was drawn to her, utterly unable to resist her magnetic pull.

He knows what he must do. He raises his head to her, his dog collar and chain tightened. She still rules over his heart, his soul, his entire being.

"Thy Goddess, I swear I will not fail you. I will do whatever it takes for the glory to be yours. I'd do anything to stay in your good graces... Anything."

Pit woke up refreshed that morning, all his self-doubts resolved, and his humanity kept at bay. Another day was ahead of him, another day to lead them all to their doom. Glory to Palutena, and may Hylia smile upon your demise.