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So I'm a little uncertain about some of the custom traits in Elder Kings. Tiberius is ethnically a nord and bisexual, if I'm reading that correctly? Also I'm not sure what that trait is after his (powerful?) voice genetic trait. I think that's a wreath of laurels?
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Sinner Sandwich posted:Also I'm not sure what that trait is after his (powerful?) voice genetic trait. I think that's a wreath of laurels? When you're a follower of the Divines, you can choose your "patron deity". All of them have that pattern behind them, I think it's supposed to be like a stained glass window? His is (fittingly) Akatosh:
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Sinner Sandwich posted:So I'm a little uncertain about some of the custom traits in Elder Kings. He is both ethnically and culturally a Colovian, taking after his mother who was Colovian. Starting from left to right he is: A level 4 military education (level 5 is the highest, but can only be achieved through hard work, not education alone), a trickster level 1 command trait, fair (he's a handsome boy), Colovian (Martial +1, Stewardship +1, Learning -1), birth sign: the Tower (intrigue +1, stewardship +1), powerful voice (martial +1, diplomacy +1, sex appeal +1), follower of Akatosh (favor +0.1,prestige +0.5), bisexual, dragonborn (a poo poo ton of bonuses, some of which are invisible), brave, honest, lustful and charitable. The good news is we will have our first bisexual leader. The bad news is he will perpetuate the trope that bisexuals are always horny.
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Clayren posted:He is both ethnically and culturally a Colovian, taking after his mother who was Colovian. Starting from left to right he is:
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Clayren posted:He is both ethnically and culturally a Colovian, taking after his mother who was Colovian. Starting from left to right he is: Literally a modern-day RPG protagonist. This couldn't have gone any better.
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Erwin the German posted:Literally a modern-day RPG protagonist. This couldn't have gone any better.
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Reign of King Aime I 22. The Dragonblood Clash Arcorion Adire Jorlock Duure Highal Wethrin Hilnore Larethus Elsinorin-Stormaire posted:
The Life and Reign of Emperor Tiberius the First: Volume I Four are the number of anticipations which came before the Emperor Tiberius and it is by their deeds they are known and by their deeds was the Third Empire foretold. We in this century know them as the Eagle, the Bear, the Stag and the Dragon. The Eagle is the symbol of High King Hrol the First, who unified High Rock and expelled foreign heathens from the lands of the faithful. He was the foremost knight of his day and his chivalrous deeds are the envy of all knights. From him we learn the value of protecting the weak and defending from foreign invasion. The Bear is the symbol of High King Leo the Third, who conquered most of Skyrim. He is remembered as a great hunter who respected Kynareth’s gifts and wed the Sibyl of Dibella. From him we learn the value of careful planning before any great endeavour. The Stag is the symbol of High King Aime the First, who defeated the Redguards at the Battle of Bannermist and built the army which Emperor Tiberius would use in the Tiber Wars. He instructed his son Tiberius in the art of war and rulership. From him we learn the value of wise investment, discipline and learning from the veterans. The Dragon is the symbol of Emperor Reman Cyrodiil, who founded the Second Empire and conquered nearly all of Tamriel. When the Akaviri invaded Tamriel it was Reman who united the Colovians and Nibenese under his banner and humbled the foreigners at Pale Pass. The Akaviri bowed to him as Dragonborn and pledged their service and it is the blood of the Reman dynasty which flowed through the veins of Emperor Tiberius by way of his mother, Queen Antonia. From Reman we learn the secret of empire; that the whole is greater than the sum of its parts. It is from these four exemplars that we first beheld the Divinity to come. The stars too prophesied the future, the Warrior and the Mage grew bright in the months of his gestation and in these two signs we once more beheld the Divinity to come. The summons from the Throat of the World was the next sign, when eight voices shouted the name of Tiberius Renault and shook Nirn. The fourth sign was one shout of fury and power at the Dragonblood Test, when Tiberius was hailed as Stormcrown. Other signs came, such as the Fitting of the Amulet, the Lighting of the Dragonfires, the Walking Tower and the Negotiations at Mournhold. But these must wait, for the tale of the reign of Emperor Tiberius begins in 2E 796. As young Prince Tiberius journeyed to Skyrim to train under the Greybeards, his father High King Aime I reigned over his kingdom and made plans to unite all of Skyrim under his rule. Aime was rightfully proud of his accomplishments and saw little to fear or value in the aging Duchess Bryling Njimal. Bryling had once enjoyed a position of great esteem and honor among the Nords, for her father was the Champion of Tamriel who had ended the Nibenay Crisis. But this reputation had been squandered by the duchess through a failed revolt, an incident of kinslaying and a reputation for drunkenness, cruelty and injustice. Though still a talented warrior, she was removed from her position as marshall by the High King following the conquest of Falkreath. While she had served well as commander of the Second Legion during the war, all the battles in Skyrim had been fought by Aime and his First Legion, so the glory and influence went to him. Bryling sought to regain her influence in the court several times, but was rebuffed each time by Aime. Her ambitions blocked, the duchess began harboring feelings of anger towards her liege. As time went on the fame of the Njimal clan was thoroughly eclipsed by the Renaults in Skyrim and abroad. In 2E 800 Blatta Renault, a niece of the High King, was declared the new Sybil of Dibella. Truly it appeared plain that the favor of the Divines shone upon the Renault’s. The devious Bryling saw that there was no path to power so long as High King Aime sat upon the throne and schemed with her supporters, who by this time were few in number, to see her liege dead. She challenged Aime to a duel of arms in the year 801 and the king was honor-bound to accept, though the fight was delayed by an uprising of Orcs in Urvais. It was at Dragon Bridge in Skyrim where the two combatants met. As the challenged one High King Aime had the right to choose the setting of combat and he chose a place outside of High Rock, so that a defeated Bryling could not claim to have been dishonorably tricked or sabotaged by agents of the court. Against the elderly Njimal the king was certain of his victory and intended all of Skyrim to see him wound, but not kill, her. By doing so he would have eliminated even the most dedicated supporters of the Njimals and ended this threat to his rule once and for all. High King Aime and Duchess Bryling, along with their bodyguards and seconds, met at Dragon Bridge on the 2nd of Sun’s Dawn, 802. A location was selected across the ancient town bridge on a narrow peninsula between the Karth River and one of its tributaries. On the 3rd of Sun’s Dawn courtiers of Aime made one last attempt to have Bryling revoke her challenge, declaring that the High King “would not wish to stain his honor by striking an honored elder” ,but Bryling refused and the duel date was set for the 4th. On the cold Winter morning of the 4th of Sun’s Dusk the two met atop a stony hill overlooking Dragon Bridge, which is today known as Bryling’s Shame. High King Aime, dressed in full plate and wielding his silver sword “Eagle’s Talon”, made prayers to Mara and the Divines. He pledged to show mercy in the name of his patron Mara. Bryling, wielding her father’s sword “Call of the North”, made no such promises and refused time to make her prayers. Aime fought well, catching every swing of the Nordic weapon with his shield and pushing Bryling back little by little. The duchess remained a skilled veteran, but her stamina was diminished by age and a bash with the king’s shield at last knocked her to the ground. Aime demanded her surrender and promised mercy, but the kinslayer was without honor and had dishonorably conspired against her liege. A poisoned dagger, hid beneath a rock on the duelling ground, was at hand and was thrust into the king’s foot. The poison paralyzed the noble king for a moment and in that moment Bryling stood with her sword and decapitated High King Aime with a single stroke. Bryling and her companions left shortly thereafter, before the dagger and its poison could be discovered. She was safe back in her keep by the time the news of her treachery reached Balfiera, where fair Queen Antonia mourned her husband bitterly and sent word to her eldest son on the Throat of the World. Dragonborn Prince Tiberius ended his 7-year meditation on the language of dragons then and swore an oath to Akatosh to see his father avenged. He travelled west, to Balfiera and there was crowned the 10th High King of High Rock, before the assembled lords and ladies of the realm. At the age of 23 he was an unparalleled military genius, whose voice could sunder mountains and summon storms. But the Dragonborn did not return alone. While studying at High Hrothgar Prince Tiberius had befriended the Nordic ranger Sigaar the Swift. A young man from a noble house which had long ago lost its titles and fortune, Sigaar had taken to thievery as a child to survive. A stint in the Solitude dungeon convinced him to change his ways and seek guidance from the Divines. In High Hrothgar he studied alongside Tiberius, the two swore an oath of eternal brotherhood atop the mountain and when the prince left to avenge his father Sigaar Flame-Hair came with him. The young Nord was, despite his imposing stature and build, a talented spy and saboteur. Tiberius’ twin sister Aurine had also returned upon hearing the news of her father’s murder. A beautiful and talented mage, Aurine had traveled all over High Rock assisting the various chapters of the Mages Guild and conducting research in her youth. Now called back to Balfiera, she swore her allegiance to her brother and pledged to see justice done for her father. After Tiberius was crowned he brought Sigaar the Swift and Aurine into his council as spymaster and chief magister. Together the three of them handled the transfer of power for the first year of Tiberius’ reign. Once the transition was handled High King Tiberius I gathered the First and Second Legions and marched to Skyborn, where he demanded a duel with Duchess Bryling Njimal in person to avenge his father. She refused at first, prompting Tiberius to declare her dishonorable before tens of thousands of Bretons and Nords. He once more demanded a duel and the duchess once more refused, so he gathered all of his vassals outside of the keep and for a second time declared her a dishonorable murderer. Bryling could no longer stand to see her honor so impugned and when Tiberius made his demand a third time she accepted. Before the ancient dragon altar of Skyborn, high in the mountains, the two gathered before the assembled soldiers and nobles of High Rock and Skyrim in The Dragonblood Clash. Once more Duchess Bryling faced off against a Renault king, her father’s sword at hand. The two warriors traded extraordinary blows, the finest fighters of their age. When Bryling at last scored a vicious hit along Tiberius’ side she let her guard down for a moment, which gave the High King an opening. He thrust his sword through her thigh and cast the kinslayer to the ground, where his sword slid from her wound. The young Dragonborn went to retrieve his blade and strike the final blow, but the duplicitous Bryling loosed a bolt from a crossbow stashed in her armor. The paralyzing poison which had killed High King Aime now froze Tiberius in place and the wretched duchess hobbled towards his prone figure to strike him dead. But mighty Tiberius was true born bloodkin of Akatosh and though his limbs lay stiff and useless his throat was unaffected. A shout of such ferocity that Bryling was instantly struck deaf was loosed by the Dragonborn, summoning the fury of Kynareth herself. The sky, once clear, was instantly filled with the blackest of clouds. Strong winds lashed at the combatants and the assembled crowd, they focused upon Bryling, whose very skin was stripped away by the force. Lightning of blinding intensity struck the schemer again and again, until she smoked and smelled awful to the gathered men. At last Tiberius, the potion worn off, granted her mercy by ending her life in a single strike, severing her blackened skull from its body. From among the crowd rose cheers and oaths to the avenging king. Men declared him to be Ysmir, Dragonborn, Heir of Reman and Talos (which means Stormcrown in the old tongue). Other names too were spoken, but none who were there dared to write them down, for god-talk is so often dangerous. In this way was the The Dragonblood Clash ended and the first year of High King Tiberius’ reign begun. The Sigaar Heresy Tiber and me had grown up together in the Waterfront, a couple of street hoodlums in the dirtiest slum of the Imperial City. I had been content to make a living through picking pockets and stealing from shipping crates on the docks, but Tiber was always the ambitious one. Sometime in our early teens he joined up with a gang in the market district, told me he was planning to climb the ranks and invited me to join up with him. But I wasn’t interested in anything like that, I had my little brother Skjor to look after and was content to stay a cutpurse for the rest of my life. I didn’t see him again for a decade or so. I was in a cell of the Imperial Prison, idly toying with my broken lockpick (the only one I’d managed to secret away), when I heard a voice from the hallway. There was Tiber, all grown up, his face a spiderweb of scars. He introduces me to Aurine, a gorgeous Breton mage who proceeds to melt the steel lock on my cell door, before casting a cloak of invisibility upon the three of us, telling me only to wait until we are outside for questions. Turns out the two of them had gotten a contract from a very wealthy Altmer to steal something from White Gold Tower itself. They told me they needed an expert thief and I was the first name that came to Tiber’s mind. Which is of course bullshit and I know it, Tiber had taken this insane scheme to every expert in town and they’d all turned him down, so he figured he could guilt me into doing it by busting me out of prison. Normally I wouldn’t have taken on something so suicidal, that tower was the best guarded place in all of Cyrodiil. But I’d always liked Tiber, even if he was a selfish prick and Aurine, well she was amazing. You gotta understand that there were attractive women in the Waterfront, but none of them had what Aurine had. She’d walk into a room knowing that every eye would be on her and she wouldn’t even offer a smile, that was confidence, real confidence. Not the phony poo poo that slumrats like me and Tiber would put up to intimidate people, make them think we were tough. I took the job, figuring I didn’t have anything to lose. Skjor had passed away a few months earlier, cholera, y’know. The heist goes well, Tiber slits a couple throats and I pick a few locks, but for the most part Aurine uses her magic and we slip past most of the guards. We get to the vault, find the item and Aurine turns white as a sheet. I ask her what’s wrong but she just says she’ll tell us later, doesn’t speak a word until we get back to Tiber’s apartment. Turns out the scroll of paper we stole isn’t a treasure map or the deed to some land in Colovia, according to Aurine it’s something real powerful. She calls it an “Elder Scroll”, says it can tell the future and even change it. That bastard, he knew me far too well. He knew what I’d be thinking and he said “can it change the past?”. That son of a bitch dangled Skjor’s life in front of me, knowing I’d do whatever he asked for a chance to bring him back. The things we did for that ritual I won’t ever confess, but we did them nonetheless. We did them and it worked, I don’t know how or why, but it worked. The childless old king of High Rock suddenly had children, had always had children and Skjor and I were reunited in Skyrim. I was his after that. Anything he wanted I would do, I climbed to the top of the tallest mountain in Tamriel for him, spend years studying the Way of the Voice for him, assassinated a high king for him. I buried my heartache when Aurine chose him over me, because I knew he would need her power. I truly believed that he could do no wrong back then. The Tale of Tadhargo the Wereman Tadhargo was born in the Tenmar Rainforest under the sign of the Suthay-raht and moved with his family to Torval shortly thereafter. A son of a landless noble clan, Tadhargo had to learn the thieves trade to provide for his infirm mother and many siblings. Though a thief of masterful skill, noble Tadhargo was possessed of a kind heart and stole only from the rich and never hurt the poor widows or orphans of the city. One day as he was escaping from irate merchant guards he came across a foaming madman who was threatening a kitten. Gallantly he jumped between the two and fought off the insane human, who fled before his blade. But the great Tadhargo had been bitten by the snarling manling in the fight and, unknown to him at the time, was afflicted with a terrible bloodcurse. Tadhargo, whose fur was as sleek as fog and whose handsome features were the envy of all Khajiit, became a Wereman. From then on in times of great stress or danger the handsome cat would lose his fur and be transformed into a slavering human beast. Tadhargo greatly mourned his curse and sought a cure all across Tamriel. He traveled first to the palace of the Mane, whose guards refused his entrance. By trickery Tadhargo made his way to the Mane and pleaded for his advice. The Mane, impressed by the thief's skill, tasked him with stealing a sewing needle from Mafala’s realm of Spiral Skein. This he did by traveling to the shadowed land of Oblivion and tricking a Spiderkith to bite into a fake arm made of wax. From the wax he extracted a daedra fang and fashioned it into a needle so fine it could weave thread through solid stone. The Mane praised Tadhargo’s cunning and advised him to remove the human blood from his veins by replacing it with dragon blood (for dragons are, of course, simply large cats). To the Throat of the World Tadhargo travelled, braving the cold winds of Skyrim to speak to a dragon. But the dragon could not understand Tadhargo and simply chased him off of the mountain, so Tadhargo searched for somebody who could speak to the dragon for him. He met Tarbi, a human who knew the dragon language, and begged his help to lift the curse. Tarbi agreed, but for his help demanded that Tadhargo swear an oath of loyalty to him. Clever Tadhargo agreed, but did so in his human form so that the oath would not bind him in his true form. Upon the tallest mountain the two spoke to the dragon, who granted them both a drop of his blood. But Tarbi had foreseen that he would betray his oath, and as Tadhargo’s Khajiit soul split from the Werehman curse he stabbed him in the back and captured his Khajiitness in a soul gem. Tadhargo was stuck as a human and Tarbi demanded he fulfill his oath before he could have his true soul returned to him. The two left the mountain after this and journeyed to High Rock, where Tadhargo was tasked with killing his new lord’s father so that he would inherit his kingdom. So begins the tale of Tadhargo’s imprisonment to the whims of Tarbi the Conqueror and how he escaped and recovered his soul. Lessons of the esteemed Prophet Alard One day we met in the open air ruins of Welke, as was common for our order, to speak with the Prophet. Brother Medallus asked this: “How can it be that before there were eight, but now there has always been nine? By math it could be eight and then nine, but eight and then always nine I cannot conceive.” The prophet grew impatient and said ”You have studied long and yet still understand nothing! You know of the tower and the change, you know who made this change and yet cannot conceive of this other change. Tell me, what is Auri-El?” One initiate answered “A god?” and the Teacher spit at him, another said “A dragon?” and again the Prophet spat. At last a student said “Time” and the Prophet was satisfied. “Yes! Auri-El is time and when time began he tried to murder Lorkhan, but could not. Do you know why?” None answered his question for several seconds, so the Prophet rolled his eyes and said “Do you think you could divide Aka from Tosh? The Marukhati tried and failed. Could you divide Man from Mer? The Altmer wish, but know well enough not to try. Could you divide Anu from Padhome? Only the fool believes so. Do you see what I am saying?” The students all nodded, though it was obvious most did not. Brother Zarum declared “If I could divide the dragon from the emperor I would have twice as many coins!” which prompted laughter from the students, but the Prophet responded “In his joke I sense more understanding from Zarum than most of you. Yes, if you could divide the dragon from the emperor much would be different. So if we understand what Auri-El is and we see who Shezarr is then we can understand what the tower did. Tell me, where did Tiberius Renlius come from?” Sensing a trap, none responded and the Prophet continued “I shall tell you the tale so that you might understand and, also, be completely confused. This is the way of all knowing, for truth is but violence.” Nothing remained of Old Atmora in the times of Chief Thendjar Sharktooth, save for stories and a lone tree. Even childbirth had ceased, the Atmorans numbered the days before their race was extinguished and with it the dream of Atmora’s distant Summers. But by strange signs in the sky a child was heralded and Thendjar’s wife Selenu became heavy with child, though her Winters numbered 50 in all. She gave birth under odd moons and her child’s first cry cracked mountains and woke Sleepers. The shamans and wise women consulted the spirits and proclaimed that the child would be the last born and only they could restore green Atmora. So a boat was fashioned from bone and leather, to carry Tysnalaur to their destiny far away. The child was given the beating heart of the last Atmoran tree, a knife of sharpest flint and the Everember, a fire kindled by a wise king which kept his people warm long after his name had been forgotten. The infant Tysnalaur was possessed of a strange voice even fresh from the womb and sang to the whales of the Ghostly Sea. They sang back and carried his canoe south, to the shores of Vvanderfell. Tysnalaur washed ashore in Sheogorad, near a small fishing village. The Dunmer were terrified when the voice of a dragon came from the leather canoe and sent word to Mournhold. Three Throne Usurped came to see Tysnalaur and threatened to kill them before they could grow up and become a danger. But Tysnalaur simply laughed and said “Your Red Moment has ended and the Awoken has the Heart, kill me and you shall not live to see the Rose have her revenge. Wiser then to trade with me now and later, take this Everember, which is an artery of LKHAN, and send me on my way. When next I come I shall take the High Craftlord’s skin from you.” So the three took the Everember, that it might sustain them a while longer, and sent Tysnalaur away through the Velothi Mountains. In Rifton Tysnalaur was adopted by Sigaar the Black, a Nord necromancer who had unwisely channeled the spirit of an ancient undead queen and become possessed. This Underqueen/king taught the child the secrets of empire and the means of terrible violence (which is to say, Truth). When they could walk Tysnalaur left the Underqueen and traveled to Snow Throat. There the Greybeards declared their soul was too big and their small body could not fit the soul of a dragon as well. So they took their sharp flint knife and severed their member, and Alaur planted it below the Eldergleam. From the great tree’s soil grew Tysn and he took half of her soul with him, so that the two of them could journey back to Snow Throat to receive the dragon’s soul. To Ada-mantia the pair traveled, where the High King mourned for his wife’s barren womb. Still children, the two were adopted by the king as his flesh and became his son and daughter. The Underqueen returned to shadows, to await her hour. 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So everyone has their own myths about the forthcoming Emperor. This being The Elder Scrolls, I assume they're all true,
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Time gets funny when Heroes of great destiny are involved.
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The Sandman posted:So everyone has their own myths about the forthcoming Emperor. This isn't Glorantha, for Urox's sake.
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An Elder Scroll and a Dragon Break. Geez.
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Oh man, this is getting tasty.
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Think of this as act two in this whole story, we've had the chaos and confusion of the Interregnum and now we're (slightly early, but) ready for our Tiber Septim figure to bring empire and weirdness. Act three will be decadence and slow decline until it's time to summon Sean Bean and bring about the Oblivion Crisis.
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So our boy is 1. The actual prince of High Rock who ascended the throne basically normally. 2. Some thief who used an Elder Scroll to rewrite reality such that (1) is true. 3. The result of splitting apart the miraculous intersex baby savior of a dying continent into a boy and a girl who became the adopted heir to High Rock. 4. All of the above. 5. Also maybe had a hand in his father dying with the help of another thief and/or a catman that becomes all human in the full moon. Did I miss anything?
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Deadmeat5150 posted:This isn't Glorantha, for Urox's sake. I mean when certain artifacts (and developer retcons) get involved it might as well be. We all remember how they described Daggerfall's ending(s).
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I remember reading "The Warp in the West" the first time in Oblivion and being both fascinated and thoroughly confused. Though coming into the series through Morrowind, that feeling was very familiar after reading in-game books. (I'm looking at you "Lessons of Vivec") Now, knowing that the event was used to tie up multiple conflicting endings in Daggerfall, I think the approach is actually kind of novel. As I understand it, instead of picking one 'canon' ending they created a way for all endings to be canon and yet have a stable narrative to continue from.
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I just wanna commend you on capturing the Kirkbride-esque insanity so thoroughly through your writing. It's a difficult style to emulate. Well done.
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Map and Lore Interlude 6: The world of Tiberius Renault and Reman Cyrodiil Warning: The contents of this volume have been marked as Anti-Government Propaganda. They cannot be reproduced or removed from the Blades archives under penalty of law. The Opportunistic Tiber posted:
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The Opportunistic Tiber posted:The 150 year reign of High Queen Ciindewal of Alinor was a golden age for the Altmer. Their colonial efforts in Valenwood and Pyandonea brought great wealth to the Summerset Isles and the Altmer fleet was the dominant force on the seas, allowing Altmer merchants to bring even more wealth to the High Kingdom. The death of Queen Ciindewal, along with the Nibenay Crisis, saw this golden age come to an end. Civil wars ravaged the Summerset Isles, allowing for external invasions by Colovian and Redguard nobles. Reman Cyrodiil: Light of Man As Dragonborn, uniter of Tamriel and founder of the Second Empire of Man, Emperor Reman Cyrodiil the First looms large over the history of Tamriel. The history of Reman is a confusing one, with various accounts ascribing mythical aspects to his birth, conquests and rule. It is said, for example, that Pelinal Whitestrake the immortal hero and champion of Alessia sang the praises of Reman during a duel at Sancre Tor some 2,500 years before Reman’s birth. The Pocket Guide to the Empire, 1st Edition: Cyrodiil describes Reman as a “proud son of the west”, implying that he was a Colovian noble from birth. It goes on to describe how Reman united the Colovians and Nibenese to stop an Akaviri invasion of Skyrim, which began in 1E 2703 and ended with Reman’s victory at Pale Pass. Some accounts claim that, upon hearing the Dragonborn Reman shout, the Akaviri threw down their weapons and proclaimed their allegiance to him, for whom they had invaded Tamriel in search of. Other accounts simply say that Reman spared a great many captured Akaviri. Regardless of which is true, the Akaviri were instrumental in Reman’s conquest of all Tamriel, with the exception of Morrowind. The Akaviri Dragonguard became sworn protectors of the Reman dynasty and did much to promote the legend of Reman Cyrodiil. With the assasination of the last Reman emperor this group would go into hiding, many of its members (who are either vampires or simply long-lived) would die fighting alongside the Dragonborn heroes Kodrir and Valdimar to end the Nibenay Crisis. The Remanada paints a different, more mythical portrait of Reman Cyrodiil. It depicts the period of time between the end of the Alessian Empire and the birth of Reman as a time of moral decline and chaos saying: The Remanada posted:And in those days the empire of the Cyrodiils was dead, save in memory only, for through war and slug famine and iniquitous rulers, the west split from the east and Colovia's estrangement lasted some four hundreds of years. And the earth was sick with this sundering. Once-worthy western kings, of Anvil and Sarchal, of Falkreath and Delodiil, became through pride and habit as like thief-barons and forgot covenant. In the heartland things were no better, as arcanists and false moth-princes lay in drugged stupor or the studies of vileness and no one sat on the Throne in dusted generations. Snakes and the warnings of snakes went unheeded and the land bled with ghosts and deepset holes unto cold harbors. It is said that even the Chim-el Adabal, the amulet of the kings of glory, had been lost and its people saw no reason to find it. The story goes on to describe how King Hrol and his chivalrous Colovian knights quested to reunite Cyrodiil, which was once more divided into the Colovian west and the Nibenese east. At last the spirit of Alessia appears to the knights and tells them that they must experience many years of pain and fruitless searching as penance for the wickedness of the Cyrodiils. In sorrow the knights and King Hrol search for many years, until Hrol and a shieldthane at last catch up with the spirit of Alessia at Sancre Tor. Here Hrol prays to Alessia: The Remanada posted:And the spirit fled from them, and they split among hills and forests to find her, all grieving that they had become a villainous people. Hrol and his shieldthane were the only ones to find her, and the king spoke to her, saying, I love you sweet Aless, sweet wife of Shor and of Auri-el and the Sacred Bull, and would render this land alive again, not through pain but through a return to the dragon-fires of covenant, to join east and west and throw off all ruin. And the shieldthane bore witness to the spirit opening naked to his king, carving on a nearby rock the words AND HROL DID LOVE UNTO A HILLOCK before dying in the sight of their union. While the knights of King Hrol believed him to have died a madman who made love to a hillside, the efforts of the virtuous king apparently bore fruit. The Remanada goes on to describe how Sancre Tor grew from a “mound of mud” to a small mountain, as if the land itself was pregnant with the co-mingling of Hrol and Alessia’s spirits. Pilgrims flock to Sancre Tor, which is an elvish name meaning “golden hill” and in time a child is the result: The Remanada posted:But after nine months that mound of mud became as a small mountain, and there were whispers among the shepherds and bulls. A small community of believers gathered around that growing hill during the days of its first churning, and they were the first to name it the Golden Hill, Sancre Tor. And it was the shepherdess Sed-Yenna who dared climb the hill when she heard his first cry, and at its peak she saw what it had yielded, an infant she named Reman, which is "Light of Man." Reman is born from Sancre Tor, the same spot where Pelinal Whitestrake is said to have spoken praises to a man named Reman during a duel some 2,500 years prior. The shepherdess Sed-Yenna, upon seeing the strange sights of a child born from Colovian soil, knows exactly what to do. Reman’s forehead, after all, holds the proof of his royalty: the Red Diamond, the Amulet of Kings: The Remanada posted:And in the child's forehead was the Chim-el Adabal, alive with the dragon-fires of yore and divine promise, and none dared obstruct Sed-Yenna when she climbed the steps of White-Gold Tower to place the babe Reman on his Throne, where he spoke as an adult, saying I AM CYRODIIL COME. The Remanada speaks also of the Dragonguard, the forerunners of the blades and descendants of the Akaviri who surrendered to Reman at Pale Pass. They are given credit for keeping the Second Empire going, even after the death of the Reman dynasty. It says of them: The Remanada posted:And in the days of interregnum, the Chim-el Adabal was lost again amid the petty wars of gone-heathen kings. West and east knew no union then and all the lands outside of them saw Cyrodiil as a nest of snakemen and snakes. And for four more hundreds of years did the seat of Reman stay sundered, with only the machinations of a group of loyal knights keeping all its borders from throwing wide.
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You are hyping the hell out of this dude before he dies of Syphilis.
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Rody One Half posted:You are hyping the hell out of this dude before he dies of Syphilis. There's been enough foreshadowing through the whole thing that I'm nearly certain posts are written after at the very least the end of the reign covered, and likely one more.
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xthetenth posted:There's been enough foreshadowing through the whole thing that I'm nearly certain posts are written after at the very least the end of the reign covered, and likely one more. While this is probably true, "dude's gonna die of consumption in a couple of years, isn't he" is the reaction of a hardened CK2 player
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DivineCoffeeBinge posted:While this is probably true, "dude's gonna die of consumption in a couple of years, isn't he" is the reaction of a hardened CK2 player Oh agreed. And I'm personally desperately hoping for a bait and switch where Tiberius as Tiberius dies and Aurine just says 'yeah I'm part of the whole, what of it, I'm ruler now'
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I see.
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# ? Sep 14, 2019 02:16 |
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GunnerJ posted:I see. You can just read The Life and Reign of Emperor Tiberius the First: Volume II parts and get the narrative just fine if that makes it easier or more enjoyable. There'll be a good bit of weirdness with Tiberius Renault, but things will get more standard CK2 style narrative once he's gone.
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Oh there's nothing unenjoyable about any of this, just some layers of weirdness I can't figure out.
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It is very enjoyable writing, properly weird in the tradition of the more arcane parts of Elder Scrolls lore and I will be a little bit sad to see a return to "normalcy".
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I do hope that when the Emperor dies we get a brief "okay here's the poo poo that was really going on" interlude, but seeing the in-universe madness is always a treat.
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For starters, it seems like the Khajiit, Mer, and Argonians will all have their own myths explaining why Tiber Renlius was actually one of them.
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I suppose it makes sense that the first step of ascending to godhood is rewriting the universe so that you were always royalty for the purpose of reuniting the Empire, because if you can't even manage that you're definitely not going to become a god.
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Things get really weird when dragonborn and Towers are involved. The former are basically the worldly manifestation of the god of Time, the latter are the linchpins of the metaphysical framework the gods used to nail the world into shape.
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# ? Sep 17, 2019 15:21 |
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Okay, who's the snake?
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Yeah so sometimes, when you become emperor of Tamriel, the game will spawn Hjalti Early-Beard who is kinda-sorta Tiber Septim. If you don’t do something about him he’ll eventually murder your character,take over the empire and give you a gameover. This is, according to some sources, what happened to Cuhlecain. The Imperial Library Press posted:
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# ? Sep 21, 2019 19:19 |
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Feel like I might have missed something but did Morrowind become part of the empire when the war was to make it a tributary and ended in a draw?
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GunnerJ posted:Feel like I might have missed something but did Morrowind become part of the empire when the war was to make it a tributary and ended in a draw? Morrowind got the same deal with Tiberius Renault as it did with Tiber Septim: an end to the war and a large degree of autonomy in exchange for becoming a province and handing over the giant walking Dwemer brass tower with the power to conquer worlds and make gods.
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# ? Sep 22, 2019 03:56 |
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Oh is it console fuckery? Fair enough!
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# ? Sep 22, 2019 04:39 |
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I mean the whole story right now is great, but I can't wait to see how this turns out.
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frankenfreak posted:I mean the whole story right now is great, but I can't wait to see how this turns out. The cat (or cat-shaped Khajiit pretending to be a cat in order to get close to the emperor) DOES show up again, oddly enough.
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Are we sure it's not a Khajiit-shaped cat pretending to be a Khajiit pretending to be a cat?
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