#ebonarm

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Ebonarm

Concept art for The Elder Scrolls: Online

Art by Corey Loving

[old-antecedent]

Why are mortals always so interested in TALOS and not Ebonarm? both of them ascended to godhood from mortal life, and Ebonarm didn't need to be uplifted or three separate people to do it. Is it because he's Yokudan?

[arnesia]

so i finally tried augmentation evoker this morning and it’s not bad! basically just Dragon Rock Wizard. don’t understand how to properly use ebon might tho. like…..it only naturally lasts like 10s. eruption costs 2/6 essence and 2.5 to cast, and adds 1 second to ebon might per cast, so you can get about 3 rapid fire seconds in for ebon might, assuming no essence bursts. upheaval adds 2 seconds, but it has a 30s cooldown. breath of the eons adds *5* seconds but it has a 1.5m cooldown. so maybe best case scenario you can keep about 2/3rds of the time ebon might uptime around its 30s cooldown. that feels weird to me? like i feel like optimal play should have it up juuuuust barely all the time, but i don’t see how that’s possible.

however, i do like that they give you a resource bar showing you the current timer on your ebon might, and i like the talent that gives you empowered emerald blossoms with every kill. it’s overall pretty fun! i just don’t get it really

[sasquach-scratches]

No but seriously I wouldn't be surprised if Azandar's questline involved Shadow Magic at some point in development before it reached its current state

[simmelsurium]

[solas-backpack-mug]

OC Vibe Tag

tagged by @sun-marie. thanks, this was so fun!!! <3

rules: Post Your OC and then 4 Random Pictures (or more) with no explanation to convey your characters vibe

rangi

ylfa

tagging @adozentothedawn @the-ebonarm @perenians <3

[mylifeinskyrim]

Mara's Devote

Mara is a goddess of the Nine Divines. She is also known as Mother-Goddess and Goddess of Love in the Empire, and in Skyrim as handmaid of Kyne. She makes an appearance in almost every culture's pantheon in Tamriel, and at times is affiliated with Nir who gave birth to creation. She may be married to, or act as a concubine of, either Akatosh or Lorkhan, depending on the religion. In Morrowind, Mara appears in the form of Ama Nin.

Mitology:

According to the creation myth presented in the Anuad, Mara and the Aedra (gods) were born from the mingled blood of Anu and Padomay, the good and evil primal forces, respectively, and therefore have a capacity for both good and evil, in contrast to the Daedra, who were born from the blood of Padomay, and thus are only evil. The creation myth of the Khajiit acclaims Mara as the Mother Cat and describes the Divine as the daughter of Ahnurr (Anu) and Fadomai (Padomay). The formation of Akatosh, the Dragon God of Time, from the mingled blood of the brothers Anu and Padomay facilitated the formation of Mara and the gods as they learnt to structure themselves. Shezarr's Song, a Cyrodiilic creation myth, acclaims the creation of Mundus to the sacrifice of Mara and the gods whose sacrifices were embodied as eponymous planets. Mara and the gods were subsequently bound to the Earth Bones as a result. The moons of Masser and Secunda are claimed to be the embodiment of the lovers, a mortal woman named Mara and Shandar, respectively, as created by the Divine.

Different cultures attribute different relationships between Mara and the other gods. The Nords of Skyrim consider Mara a handmaiden of Kyne and concubine of Shor (Lorkhan). However, the Bretons, Altmer, and Bosmer consider Mara to be the wife of Akatosh or Auriel to the Elves. Other faiths acclaim Mara as the wife of Lorkhan or concubine of Akatosh, or, in some cases, concubine of both. In Ark'ay The God, Mymophonus the scribe claims that Mara deified Arkay, the God of Birth and Death, so to allow him to teach mortals the necessity of life and death. In the First Era, the Divine punished Sai, God of Luck, and deprived him of his body for his failure to uphold his pact with Ebonarm, God of War, to spread luck throughout Tamriel in the gods' absence. St. Alessia consulted Mara during her slave revolt against the Ayleids in the First Era. The Warp in the West, also known as the Miracle of Peace, in 3E 417 is acclaimed as the work of Mara, Akatosh, and Stendarr. It is unknown if Mara successfully destroyed the Skull of Corruption, a daedric artifact, in 4E 201.

There are documented cases of Mara intervening, enabling the departed to briefly return as ghosts to share final moments with their loved ones and guide them beyond the mortal realm. This intervention extended even to situations involving individuals from different races with distinct beliefs about the afterlife. Notably, Mara facilitated the reunion of Nuralanya, a Corelanya Altmer, and an Orc named Gurlak in the afterlife.

[devout-of-the-elder-scrolls]

I'm quite interested in your beliefs as a fellow Elder Scrolls nerd. Where does Dagoth Ur fall into your religion?

(other ask)

Also do you worship all the deific figures of the Elder Scrolls or just some in particular? Do you differentiate between the different kinds of "god" (Anu and Padomay, Aedra, Daedra, the Hist, random less-well-known gods like the Blind God or Ebonarm, etc.)

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Dagoth Ur falls into it in a bit of a weird way, but He's definitely included! I focus, as of recently, mostly on the Nine Divines and Daedric Princes, but I've done quite a bit with Dagoth Ur, so I'll do my best to describe it.

Dagoth Ur kind of exists on His lonesome, instead of being included in ALMSIVI / the Tribunal. Kind of like how in the games, He's the "tribe unmourned", the forgotten house (of House Dagoth). But he's still a God, he still ascended alongside the rest of ALMSIVI.

So Dagoth Ur kind of exists as an "individualist" as I dub them - An entity that exists on their lonesome outside of a pantheon.

(For a bit of context: I worship TES as a syncreticism of multiple pantheons instead of all of them together as one single pantheon. The Nine Divines and ALMSIVI are examples of pantheons, but I syncretize them by worshiping them both.)

Dagoth Ur as a teacher and guide is more of a... harsh teacher? Very charismatic, very wise. Teaches in very vague and esoteric ways. The lessons I receive from Dagoth Ur are more likely to be weirdly and vaguely and strangely delivered, but still received in the end.

But Dagoth tends to be very willing to bonk the heck out of me if needed. He's a great teacher, just a bit hard to always understand before the thing he's talking about comes to be. (Such as warning me about something then I'm only realizing "OHhhh it was about this..." when I'm in the thick of it... thanks for trying anyways man)

I do worship all deific figures, as well as the (known) saints. (I assume there's probably more saints than touched in lore and saints can be added to at any time by Bethesda as they see fit).

I do generally differentiate, partially as part of the pantheon. Anu and Padomay are their own, the Hist is its own thing (and currently I'm not entirely sure how to include Hist in my worship as it's very... vague? and esoteric? so I'm not sure where to go, but I do include the Hist), etc etc etc.

When it comes to the Princes the pantheon aspect gets a bit weird, because they all kind of exist on their lonesome, but when you examine them from certain lenses, such as the original Dunmeri faith that worships the Three Good Daedra (Azura, Mephala, Boethiah) and provides fearful obeisance and appeasement of the Four Corners of the House of Troubles (Sheogorath, Malacath, Mehrunes Dagon, Molag Bal) they become a pantheon when they wouldn't be in another case, such as in considering the Nords, who don't worship them at all (at least widely, we do see some canon Nords who are Daedra worshipers, but these also are non-pantheons where it's a "you pick one." situation)

I do include lesser known Gods, including random ones only mentioned freakin' ONCE in Arena then likely got retconned out of existence lmao. Bye guys sorry for your loss. Though as I've still got a lot of personal stuff to figure out for them (because it requires me to ask a lot of questions and "set up") before I can really do much with them, they tend to be smaller parts of my worship than much more established Gods like the Nine, the Princes, ALMSIVI... It's harder to worship these lesser known ones just because it takes so much extra time settling in in order to begin. Though I've seen other folks who focus exclusively on entities like Y'ffre. And that's cool to me!

Thanks for the question and the curiosity! I love talking about my TES faith a lot, so I hope it's okay that I rambled a bit.

[crynwr-drwg]

even though I get commissioned off n on often enough, I don't really know how/what's even cool to commission other people for, usually

like would it even be alright to go like "can you draw me ebonarm for 5 billion times" for whatever price. aaaaaaaaaa

[moodcrab]

Sheogorath IS Lorkhan!!!

My take on the creation of Mundus goes like this. Lorkhan god of space wishes to create the physical realm Mundus.

Why? Because his fellow Et'Ada may all be powerful gods but with nothing to do they would remain big balls of untapped potential for eternity. In other words, what use is space to grow with no limitations from which to break through? Or bounce off of? You can't build muscle without resistance. You'll never fulfill your potential if there's no motivation to do so. Take Arkay, a god like any other but with no mortals to live and die, no souls to psychopomp, what is he for?

So Lorkhan decides to create Mundus by playing a trick on some of his fellow Et'Ada, while recruiting others to help him play the trick. Those he tricked would one day become the Aedra, Magna Ge and the Earth Bones. Those he recruited, as well as those who refused to take part one way or the other, would become the Daedra.

But part of Lorkhan's plan was its failure. He intended to get caught last minute, and at the moment of Convention Magnus and his followers fled Mundus creating the sun and stars, while the Trinimac and the Aedra ripped Lorkhan apart, his broken body created the moons, his heart was launched into the sea where it would create Red Mountain and eventually the Numidium, and his soul was shattered throughout time and space to wander Nirn as the Shezzarine. This is when the Deadra who didn't follow Lorkhan saw their opportunity, and attacked. Jyggalag, the mind of Lorkhan that sought to bring order to this crazy universe, was driven mad and cursed to live as Sheogorath.

In short, Mankar Camoran was right. So where's my proof?

Let's start with linguistics. The Bretons are man-mer, one foot in both sides of the Ehlnofey schism. They have the merish view of Lorkhan as this devilish trickster god, but they call him Sheor, like his manish name Shor.

Shor - Sheor - Sheogorath

Lorkhan is also known as Shezarr, the missing god of the Cyrodiilic pantheon. That Lorkhan shaped hole keeps getting filled with gods of war/ spirits of the endeavours of man. One such god was Ebonarm, sworn enemy of all Daedra, with the notable exception of Sheogorath. Why is that? Perhaps Ebonarm sought vengeance for Lorkhan's betrayal, which Sheogorath is not only innocent but one of the victims?

How about that guy you meet in The Shivering Isles, Dyus of Mytheria? He is the one thing of Jyggalag's world that Sheogorath refuses to destroy after returning from the Greymarch; his librarian. The keeper of the knowledge of CREATION ITSELF! Not only is Sheogorath unable to bring himself to destroy Dyus, he keeps him immortal and imprisoned in the library.

"As the Great Library, it once contained all the knowledge in creation. However, spare me your grief. My imprisonment is as meaningless as my immortality. Time and place are nothing. Constructs of a feeble mortal mind attempting to categorize and understand the world around it. If you were one of the fortunate few, you would one day understand and accept this. However, you are not and you will not."

"Contained within its walls were the logical prediction of every action ever taken by any creature, mortal or Daedric. Every birth. Every death. The rise of Tiber Septim. The Numidium. Everything. All predicted with the formulae found within Jyggalag's library."

It's interesting he uses both Tiber Septim (Talos) and Numidium as examples as both are examples of those Lorkhan shaped gods filling the Shezarr hole, and both use the heart of Lorkhan/Mantella to achieve divine power. So Jyggalag/Sheogorath hold the knowledge of creation, which they would know because they are manifestations of the mind of the creator Lorkhan.

Mankar Camoran believed that Mundus was a realm of Oblivion as Lorkhan was a Daedric Prince (Jyggalag??), so Dagon has every right to inherit it. This can easily be written off as an excuse to dominate the mortal plain, but if my theory is right then this belief is a legitimate way of interpreting it. If Mehrunes Dagon was one of Lorkhan's loyal recruits he might want to conquer what he sees as his inheritance.

"How little you understand! You cannot stop Lord Dagon. The Principalities have sparkled as gems in the black reaches of Oblivion since the First Morning. Many are their names and the names of their masters: the Coldharbour of Meridia, Peryite's Quagmire, the ten Moonshadows of Mephala, and... and Dawn's Beauty, the Princedom of Lorkhan... misnamed 'Tamriel' by deluded mortals."

"Yes, you understand now. Tamriel is just one more Daedric realm of Oblivion, long since lost to its Prince when he was betrayed by those that served him. Lord Dagon cannot invade Tamriel, his birthright! He comes to liberate the Occupied Lands!"

Consider Boethiah. If Lorkhan was plotting against the other Et'Ada who would make a better ally than the Prince of plots? Consider what she did to Trinimac, the Aedra that "killed" Lorkhan. She not only humiliated him in battle, she ate and excreted him as Malacath. In doing so she transformed his followers into the Orcs. She exposed the grandest Aedroth knight to be just the same as the Daedra, using Mundus as a playground and mortals as toys, and she turned his merish followers into ugly brutes, exactly what the mer accuse men of being. And she did so in the service of the Chimer, leading more elves away from their "ancestors". I mean, she could have just killed him... But she chose to destroy what he was. Strip away his pretensions. It just feels personal. Vengeful.

Consider also that Boethiah is almost certainly the Night Mother of the Dark Brotherhood. Think about it. Why would Sithis care about contract murder in Tamriel? He is the void. Boethiah on the other hand is all about sneaking around plotting to murder people, and tricking a bunch of goths into worshipping the wrong god. Using the corpse of some poor Bravil girl she has made a cult to Lorkhan, who is a being of Sithis. Ever wonder why the statue of Sithis in Oblivion is of a man with his heart ripped out? Remind you of anyone?

But it's just a theory. It gets crazier when you accept that Lorkhan and Akatosh are the same person. But that's a rambling theory for another blog.

[sassyfahliil]

Ok since @the-ebonarm tagged me twice, I'll just join them in one post.

First, for the myself and/or my ocs in this picrew. For this I chose my lovely Watcher Anêira!

A bit of a boo boo with one of the gods stepping on her house and all but hey. She has to recoup her pet sanctuary somehow, especially the cats.

Second, the OC Vibe tag, featuring Lily because girly is the only one with a pintrest KSLJBKESLJ

rules: Post Your OC and then 4 Random Pictures (or more) with no explanation to convey your characters vibe

tagging whoever wants to :3

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Ebonarm

Concept art for The Elder Scrolls: Online

*Artist Unclear* Possibly by Jeremy Fenske

[nekyn-alb]

New apocrypha, this time about Ebonarm because we had a little reinvention contest! https://www.reddit.com/r/teslore/comments/1fkwyxw/ebonarm_and_the_moment_of_death/

Ebonarm and the Moment of Death

Toward the end of the first days, when you could wake from blindness and kill in the same hour, no one argued as loudly with Man-Maker as the elder fathers and the elder mothers. He walked, fought, and talked with violence and all their children imitated his stride, as he had learned them, and as they had taught themselves.

After every battle had been waged and all the land was red with blood, Man-Maker wandered amongst his people. Each home held a spear and a sword, and when he asked his warriors how they protected themselves, they answered that a shield would not slay the enemy. Once he had left their homes, his wife revealed that every tent hid shields under their blankets. Later, he talked to the children and heard their songs, which thrummed with rhythms of war. An old man lamented that had not heard them sing a joyful tune in years. In the quiet evening, Man-Maker visited his injured brothers. They bragged of their wounds and even more of their enemies, but when night fell, he noticed that he alone was not tired.

Man-Maker sat silent until the fires died and whispers ceased before he snuck out of the cold camp. Despite his attempts at secrecy, he forgot that he was a giant and the world shook wherever he went and his shape blotted out the stars. The tribe witnessed his leaving and convened to argue. The traitors cackled, mistaking themselves for him. The warriors bellowed his name into the forge, eager to prepare for the next battle. The wives cried, because he had abandoned the world. The elders did not speak, for they understood. And the children moved like him.

The Great Tower pierced sun and earth, with one gate at each end, which meant it was not there for half the week. Man-Maker arrived at its lesser doors, but he did not knock, as he was equal to the King of Inside. Three mighty warriors leapt down from the Great Tower and threw chains over his shoulders, yet Man-Maker would not budge. They twisted his arms, shattered his legs, and tore at his flesh, but he stood tall. At last, the world turned and Father Star descended to his sons. His words were loud and old, known to the gods above and the children hurtling across hill and mountain. Man-Maker’s response was unknown and is recorded only by the Great Tower, as he never turned around, and in doing so, he hid his children from Father Star.

When the talking was done, Father Star laid his hands on Man-Maker’s shoulders and tore him asunder. From the corpse, he took dominion over the world. His sons mocked the large shape of their adversary and hurled the remaining pieces into the sky, where they were caught by Mother Midnight Moment. However, she had just two hands, and the most important part of Man-Maker fell again. The children cried out, but they were tired from keeping pace with Man-Maker’s giant steps and could not pursue it. They called out to the dark because they could not see any tracks, so she imbued the two pieces in her grasp with all the light they took up behind them. But as all the lands were bloody, the droplets of the last piece left no trace.

The children were distraught, because they had not yet understood Man-Maker’s surrender. Many demanded to storm the Great Tower, others asked to drown in the oceans. Again they turned to Mother Midnight Moment and asked for help, and as some called her Aunt Ambush, she sent down two ravens to guide them to the stables of the Great Tower. Together they stole the golden stallion, which was strong enough to carry the three mighty warriors at once, and raced after the bloodletting piece. The rain burned through their armors and seared their skins, but the children huddled together to shield their steed. Whenever two children faced each other, they permitted themselves no tears, just as Man-Maker had never looked out for pity.

Soon, the piece fell to the ground and overthrew the lands they crossed, burying itself deep in the world. Carried onward by their unwavering horse, the children paid no attention to these changes or their own and only stopped once they arrived at a crater, whose fierce glow rivaled the stars. As they dismounted to approach the hole, three spirits appeared and commanded the children to stop. These were the daughter of the horizon, born within the life moment, the sister of paths, whose moment is before the end, and the child of arms, whose moment was now and every time thereafter.

They told the children that they could not have the piece, as it now belonged to the world. Parting them would bring back an old battle standard, more formidable than any other, that was true. Yet as soon as it returned, the world would demand many more holes to be made, which no one could help but oblige. So instead, the spirits claimed the fire of Man-Maker, and only when the beginning of the last days comes will the spirits hand them the last piece and let the children decide how to carry him. By now, the blood had cooled and coated the children and their arms in an unshakeable layer of black. They turned to each other, uncertain for one last moment, before they bowed to the spirits and mounted their golden stallion.

Morning broke when they arrived on the fields between the Great Tower and their home. War was stirring in the crowds. This was the last arming, when spears were rattled and warriors whooped, all searching the empty skies for signs of Man-Maker. The children rode far from their parents and an equal measure from Father Star, who had opened both gates, until they reached the middle of their chosen arena. There they stood tall, unmoving, and although no one knew this, they repeated the first words of Man-Maker, which took on a new meaning in their mouths. Father Star recognized the weight of his deeds and their family saw how they had grown, and without another glance, each side departed to usher in the beginning of the long days.

[old-antecedent]

Mysteries of the Dwemer pt. 3: Walk-Brass

Numidium is well-known to any student of the Iliac Bay's history, a "giant robot" possessed of immense power. It is at the center of the Warp in the West, by far the most noteworthy event to ever happen in the region. The Septim Empire and the kingdoms of Daggerfall, Orsinium, Sentinel, and Wayrest simultaneously and separately acquired the Mantella and took control of Numidium. Their enemies, not in control of the largest war machine ever produced, were crushed. The golem was also simultaneously destroyed by the Underking, and the event was over in little more than two days. This sort of thing happens from time to time, and is more properly known as a Dragon Break. We will not be exploring these in depth, simply know they are points of history where time no longer flows in a straight line. Many contradictory things may happen at once. What seems likely to happen before it may be totally impossible after. Numidium is closely tied to Dragon Breaks: it caused another in 2E 896 when one of TALOS's mortal forms activated it. It is plain to see Numidium is of Dwemer make. A very large animunculus made of brass that responds to the commands of its owner could hardly have been made by anyone else. TALOS originally received it as a peace offering from the Tribunal, for they knew a war would destroy them. Despite this transfer of ownership, Numidium was not quite theirs to give. It was of Kagrenac's design, of course, but the ownership of Numidium runs deeper than its creator. Numidium is known by many names. You have likely intuited that Walk-Brass is one. It is also known as the Brass God and Brass Tower. Other names are unimportant. I will not explain the Towers, just know there is one for each race of Mer. The Brass God is the Tower of the Dwemer. In this way, it can have no other owner. In this way, it also owns the Dwemer. In another way, it is the culmination of Dwemer reason and logic. Their crown jewel and logical endpoint. The Aurbis is not, as you might imagine it to be, immutable. Truth can be bent by a properly trained and powerful mind, and even broken with enough force. However, something that was true cannot ever be made false after the fact. This is why Dragon Breaks, once resolved, do not appear to have never happened in retrospect. Fundamentally reality is slipshod, an endless chain of "yes, and"s. A culture focused on reason and logic, which seeks to apply stark and rigid rules to all things, will naturally chafe against this. The Dwemer saw reality did not meet their expectations and set about creating their own god to remedy the situation. Numidium was built in Red Mountain, where the Heart of Lorkhan rested. Dwemer tonal architects under High Craftlord Kagrenac and Dumac Dwarfking constructed it around the Heart, with the intent of "fixing" reality. The ultimate goal of Kagrenac, despite what Vivec and others have claimed, was not to gain immortality and godhood. It was to peel through all of reality and find anything that was immutable. An ironclad rule that could be understood with their reason and logic. The history of the Dwemer was an endless repetition of "WHY". By the time of Kagrenac, they had come no closer to answering this question than when they first asked it. He saw only one solution. "WHY" must become "NO". Deny all with enough force, and the truth of existence itself will break. You can then sift through the rubble for a piece that has survived unscathed. That is the ironclad rule. Many Tamrielic scholars will disagree with this. To them I ask: what is more likely to cause a Dragon Break? Simple apotheosis like that of Raymon Ebonarm and Mannimarco, or telling the god of time "you do not exist" so forcefully that he begins to believe it?

[arnesia]

it’s funny to me that apparently ebonarm is obscure lore. i’m like that xkcd comic at this point. “surely everyone knows who ebonarm is” “yes and they’re also at least aware of the headcanons like two people have about his origins” “right”

[simmelsurium]