Marcus – Furb armors photoshoot

 

This was a series of shots I did for Furb’s Male Replacer- Wolf

 

and Furb’s Male Replacer- Steel.  Marcus was not happy, but he was at least somewhat cooperative.  That’s fine– we can go get him the lighter weight armor he prefers…Furb’s Male Replacers- Dark Brotherhood…

All right then. I’m not sure it’s worth Mehrune’s Dagger to the throat.. he doesn’t have to wear it. He did beg to keep the hat..

I promised him a treat if we could get in one more armor. He… very grudgingly agreed to cooperate.

Furb’s Male Replacers – Forsworn

So, at first I told  him that there were these people out there– men, probably– who were complaining about the penises that could be seen in the mod page pictures.

Marcus demanded to know why these men were afraid of penises.

I tried to explain, but he interrupted– Marcus always knows better– his theory was that the penises on the mod page were… must be… terrifyingly huge to these individuals. He then expressed his own opinion as to their respective equipage:

I then gently reminded him that we had to get back to work:

After I  made it clear that threats, begging, tantrums, and chicken dances weren’t going to work, I got a reasonable shot:

 

He asked for a bottle of mead, which is fair– we were in the sun all day, out on the marsh… but when I got back..

I have advised the mod author that this fad for functional loincloths is going to result in severely curtailed photoshoots. At least on Nexus. I can’t imagine the terror and tumult that would result.

As it was, I drank the godsdamn mead.

A few weeks later Marcus reminded me that I owed him that promised treat.  Well enough.

Brigida Dress Alteration for Men.

Hah. We’ll see who has the last laugh.

… sigh. And he loves it. Marcus is such a jerk.

 

 

 

 

Cyrelian’s arrival in Skyrim

1. Cyrelian–Arrival in Skyrim: Thalmor Embassy

 

This was the first story that I posted and a fair number of the pictures are not taken with ENB. I also learned a fair amount about formatting and cropping as I went along.

I’ve taken a number of liberties with Skyrim lore along the way, but one of the considerations that I had to deal with was the subject of mer age.  Humans in Skyrim live the lifespan that we’d expect for us– unless they are mages or something else is going on. Mythic kings were reputed to live a long time. And humans have the same phases of life that we’d expect.

Mer are different, and it’s hard to piece together just how different, because the source material conflicts. We know that mer, particularly Altmer or Dunmer mages, can live a very long time. Even absent being mages, the lifespan for Altmer is said to be 100-200 years. That’s.. rather a large variance.  And then we here about various Altmer persons who live much longer than that, with no indication that they are mages.

Given all of that, and given that I really don’t see Altmer as the permissive-parenting type, I came up with .. 38. Cyrelian is 38 at the time of his arrival in Skyrim, which means that he is old enough to make his own important life decisions, sign contracts, get married, and so on… at least from a legal perspective.  His actually doing so would prompt an immediate family meeting, I am sure.