#vivec city

[cthulum]

I love seeing people’s first contact with this game

[angiemaniac]

VOLUME WARNING

Don't worry. She gets used to it. Anyways, yeah, I got lost in Vivec more times than I'd like to admit when I first played.

This'll be the last semi-consistent post I'll have, before I gotta be a member of society and deal with bills and everything. But I'll still be making arts : )

[marcurios-bench]

Sorry, I can't hang out tonight. I'm busy playing Hallway Simulator 9000.

[igorlevchenko-blog]

Morrowind: Portrait of Arch-mage Trebonius Artorius. City of Vivec. Vvardenfell. Year 3E427.

Digital painting. Made in Krita. Feel free to repost, reupload and whatever else.

[ilona-art]

Necrom

Prints available here <3

[moriche]

Inktober Day Thirty: Rush

From the moment he’d disembarked from the silt strider, Veryn noticed how despite the thousands of pilgrims that thronged the streets and bridges, the city was remarkably clean. Grey-uniformed Dunmer swept the ash away, cleared the gutters and the water fountains, while white-robed Temple acolytes made their rounds past countless shrines and frescoes to re-light their candles. From Fear in a Handful of Dust

And as a bonus: Where's Waldo?

India ink and red watercolour on paper, 10,5x14,8 cm

[minasnorma]

Morrow'Inktober : Days 1 to 6 - Vivec, Vivec City and an Indoril helmet

This year for Inktober, I decided to share my love for the amazing game that is Morrowind.

Now, since I'm very busy at work, I knew I wouldn't be able to make a drawing a day, so instead I decided to draw five of these sheets, each featuring an emblematic character, place and object from Morrowind.

I hope you'll enjoy them ! 🌙⭐

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5

[shiveringgroovies]

[truth-01001001-liar]

Well this was fun :3

[elderscrollsconceptart]

Vvardenfell

Art for The Elder Scrolls: Online

Art by Darek Zabrocki

[the-mad-tinkerer]

Just leaving this here.

[vosh-rakh]

Tevrelas, the best grocer in Vivec, was bored. His head was propped up on his elbows at his shop counter. It was a very slow day, and one can only check stock and straighten merchandise so many times before going mad. And if he didn’t get a customer soon, he was sure to come down with soulsickness.

The door suddenly opened. And, lucky Tevrelas, in walked the Hortator herself.

Tevrelas immediately stood up straight, his hands clasped in front of his waist, before bowing so low he hit his forehead on the counter. He glanced up from this position to see the Hortator in her intricate golden robes, gold-inlaid bonemold pauldrons extending from her shoulders like wings, sacred gauntlet Wraithguard on her right hand. In her scaled left claw she clutched a small piece of paper, held very close to her face as she squinted at the writing on it.

“My lord Hortator,” stumbled Tevrelas, “Your humble servant, Tevrelas Mothrim, at your most fervent service.”

“Stand,” grumbled the Hortator, not taking her eyes off of the list.

Tevrelas stood from his deep bow and noticed the Hortator was not alone. Behind her streamed in a throng of followers, seemingly random people off the streets of Vivec, a diverse group of men, mer, and beastfolk, each regarding the Hortator with feverish reverence and devotion.

“My lord,” asked Tevrelas, “who are they?”

“Who?” The Hortator finally lifted her head and looked around at all the people. “Oh. I don’t know.”

“W-well,” began Tevrelas, his whole body shaking, “…how may I…may I help you?”

“Hm…” muttered the Hortator, her sycophants hanging from every utterance with bated breath. She squinted hard at the paper again. “Do you have…twenty Daedra hearts?”

“Heavens, no!” exclaimed Tevrelas, before remembering who he was speaking to. “I mean…my apologies, my lord, but I do not carry Daedra hearts.”

“Alright,” said the Hortator. “What about…” She inspected the list closely again, muttering under her breath, “Damn her scrib-scratch!” Speaking at normal volume, she said, “Emeralds, sload soap, or vampire dust?”

Tevrelas’ eyes widened, straining his face. “Lord Hortator, I’m afraid you have me mistaken for an apothecary. I am but a simple grocer.” Desperate for a sale, he reached under his counter and retrieved a bundle of scrib jerky. “I have all manner of kwama and vegetable goods, if it please you. Eggs, wickwheat flour, saltrice, ashyams…”

“Ashyams?” the Hortator asked, suddenly interested again. “Do you also sell bloat?”

“Ah…no, I’m afraid.”

“Well, nevermind the ashyams, then.,” the Hortator said with a wave of Wraithguard. She took the scrib jerky from Tevrelas’ hand. “Sample?” she asked. Without waiting for a response, she took a bite, chewing quietly. “Hm. Well-seasoned. Tender,” she said after swallowing. “Good day, Devrala.” She turned and pushed her way through the crowd to leave.

Tevrelas buried his face in his hands. How can he be the best grocer in Vivec if he can’t cinch a deal with the Hortator?

“Sera Devrala?”

Tevrelas looked up. Several of the Hortator’s unexpected retinue had stayed behind and were standing before his counter. A young Dunmer woman asked, “May we have some of this jerky the Hortator favors?”

Tevrelas’ frown became a wide grin. “Yes, of course – but not for free!”

[nerevar-quote-and-star]

Vivec: You know my motto: carpe diem, carpe noctem, carpe coles.

Alvivecia: Seize the day, seize the night, what’s the last one?

Vivec: Seize the dick.

[igorlevchenko-blog]

Morrowind: Ganalyn Saram of Vivec, Hlaalu alchemist.

In game he's an an owner of a small alchemy shop in Hlaalu canton of Vivec.

Digital painting. Made in Krita. Feel free to repost, reupload etc.

[ilona-art]

Was in the mood for some Elder Scrolls Photobashing this morning. Ended up with this piece featuring my Dunmer/Maormer Kyriion as well.

[flekh]

6E Neo Vivec for my Cyberscrolls (ft. Neo Daedric!)