askladyvaermina asked: Hello dear...how have you been?

Ah. Greetings, Vaermina. A pleasure to have you visit. It’s been quiet within my realm. Contemporary events are quite interesting however, aren’t they? Some time for mortals since Nirn has had a upheaval like this. Makes me somewhat nostalgic.

I had heard you had some events under your spheres of influence recently, though it is certainly not my place to pry.

I feel like everyone’s got their own little groups…

wolfbrain-farkas:

theblinddovahkiin:

AND THEN THERE’S ME WAY ON THE OUTSIDE

((ooc; Gosh, I feel the same way. :c but that dog’s face is hilarious.))

((shh, only plots now))

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thalmorjusticiar:

ask-heimskr:

thalmorjusticiar:

ask-heimskr:

I KNOW YOU ARE BUT WHAT AM I? HA! YES! SCORE FOR HEIMSKR! I AM PATTING MYSELF ON THE BACK FOR THAT ONE!

 YOUR MOTHER WAS A HORKER AND YOUR FATHER SMELLED OF JUNIPER BERRIES.

OH REALLY? WELL YOUR MOTHER IS SO UNATTRACTIVE THAT WHEN YOU WERE BORN, YOU WERE COVERED IN SPIDER WEBS! AND YOUR FATHER WAS A BLIND AND DEAF! HA! YES! 

MY MOTHER WAS BEAUTIFUL, YOU BASTARD.

I’LL SHOW YOU A DIRTY ELF. * Smacks. *

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lizard-dovahkiin:

thalmorjusticiar:

lizard-dovahkiin:

thalmorjusticiar:

Mmph. I’d win by a landslide, cher.

You’re very popular with the locals.

Some of th’ locals. Other’s wanna make me inta a nice pair a boots.

Everyone I know likes you, idiot. Except the daedra. Then again, they seem to hate everyone.

Pffft. Ya havn’t seen me at work, then.

Eh. Th’ Daedra and I have a bit ofa history. Although true, they hate ev’ry one, too.

ask-theworldeater:

Alduin snarled inarticulately. Here, someone was bleeding to death before him, and all that everyone could think of was conversation. Damned Daedra.

“Would all of you stop standing around and do something?!” He was about ready to brutally tear apart and devour all parties present, if someone didn’t make some sort of decisive action soon.

“Explanations and arguments over sille can occur later!”

(( Salient part of the old discussion:

Then why not just-
Drop it?

Let’s leave it to the mortal realm, shall we?

Exceeding wisdom. Events will play out as they will. Direct intervention is cheating, and that’s best left to me.

/He quirks a brow/

Genius

/He does just that, and it lands in the hands of a watchful person who doesn’t want a headful of healing potion/

I like cheating sometimes.

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