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westernreach · 2 months

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Something I don’t see mentioned very often (or indeed see that it’s gotten wrong and misunderstood) is that the Vestige does not have their own body.

From UESP, “Molag Bal's lust for the enslavement of mortal souls is such that at the moment of their death, he employs various methods to divert a mortal's soul from its journey to the afterlife to imprisonment and slavery in Coldharbour, his realm of Oblivion. Once the soul arrives in Coldharbour, it is exchanged for an essence commonly known as the vestige. The vestige attracts to itself a shapeless but energetic material called Chaotic Creatia. In Coldharbour, this creatia takes the form of a substance known as the Azure Plasm - ubiquitous pools of blue slime. The Azure Plasm coalesces around a vestige and forms a corporeal body with the semblance of the shape it wore in life. The process is similar to how lesser Daedra reform on their respective planes of Oblivion, after they're banished or slain.”

Before they get their own soul back they are, effectively, a Daedra. They have a Daedric “soul” and a Daedric body. This is why most of the Soul Shriven we see are half decayed, they’ve lost their souls so the Creatia doesn’t know how to hold their body’s together right - The Vestige being the exception to the rule.

Like, don’t get me wrong fanfic where the Vestige has their body are still good, I still love them, but where is the angst of not having their soul or their body? Where’s the existential dread of whether or not they are they still themselves?

Is it possible that the Vestige has to fight their own body, reanimated by the Work Cult?

How does everyone else react to the Vestige not being Mortal in the most basic senses, body and soul?

Idk. I just think it’s interesting and would love to see more people explore That Can Of Worms (TM)

#Musings #ramblings #the elder scrolls #eso #elder scrolls #elder scrolls online #the vestige #eso vestige #vestige

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gensemporium · 1 year

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🏹 ESO Vestige sketch 🏹

"...That is the name I have given you. You are but a trace of your former self. A soulless one. An empty vessel that longs to be filled..."

#The Elder Scrolls #The Elder Scrolls Online #the vestige #TESblr #esofam #vestige oc #eso vestige #gensemporium-art

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elu-is-reading · 3 months

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I started another ESO character project last time I finished with all the portraits at the time due to wanting to get better at drawing animals. I just didn't continue it for more than one. This year I'm trying to get back to it.

The idea is to do every one of my characters with their mounts and pets, combat or otherwise. This is Elunith with their indriks and combat pets.

#elder scrolls online #eso #the elder scrolls #elder scrolls #tes #eso vestige #elunith stargazer #my art #my oc #original character

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smitten-miqitten · 2 months

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Picked ESO back up and while having my Vestige run some errands for a certain madgod, I got to thinking about my dear Hero of Kvatch.

ESO is set waaaaaay before Oblivion but I can’t help but to think it’d be fun if Everanis were Luais’s relative even so. Maybe something of the Vestige’s odd composition was retained through generations, making this HoK just ever so slightly more likely to be successful than prior attempts to stop the Greymarch.

Everanis looked even more like Luais before getting her soul yoinked, but the ordeal turned her red eyes and hair bright white.

#the elder scrolls #my drawings #eso vestige #hero of kvatch #dunmer #sheogorath

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madamefluffnstuff · 2 months

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Reunions and Confessions

Fandom: Elder Scrolls Online

Pairing: Bastian Hallix x Ebonymist (Fem!Khajiit! Vestige)

Rating: T

Warning(s): Reconnecting with long-lost family, Romantic confessions, Mutual Pining, Mentions of a rough past, Near Death Experience. Bastian is a lil clueless and Ebony is shy for quite literally the first time in her life.

Words: 1,687

AN: @alaxon had requested a while back if I could write out my Ebonymist confessing her feelings for our dear Bastian. I had already had it planned out but kept getting distracted lol. But- I am happy to say it's finally finished! If you're curious, this is what she looks like! (Art by @soft-and-horny, their commissions are open!)

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Ebonymist lounged on her rented bed at the Cloudy Dregs Inn. The book that had been sitting on the nightstand when she arrived made for decent reading material, but it was more to distract her from the agonizing waiting. Bastian had left a few hours earlier to meet with his long lost sister, Clairene. He had offered his Khajiiti companion to come with him, but she didn't want to intrude- this was for him, and he needed to do it himself, if nothing else to heal his hurt heart.

She was pulled from her thoughts as the sound of familiar footsteps caught her attention. Her sensitive ears twitched, trying to locate the sound. Just as she was about to pinpoint the source, there was a knock on the door.

"Yes? Who is it?" She called as she set the book down.

To her surprise, the door opened and in walked Bastian.

"Bastian! You're back already?"

He gave a sheepish smile, "Yes, it- It didn't, well. It didn't last as long as I was thinking it would. She is a countess, after all. She had business to attend to."

The Khajiit nodded. "Makes sense, I suppose. Did you get to talk to your sister at all?"

"First, before I go any further, I want to get something to eat. I'm starving."

"...Your sister didn't even feed you?"

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Their ordered meal from the inn's kitchen arrived sooner than they expected. Ebony didn't eat much, she was too excited about what her companion would tell her of the meeting with his long lost family. As she watched him eating, her... complicated feelings began to well in her gut. His focused gaze, his polite mannerisms, how fierce he was in combat-

How he cried out in horror when he first watched her fall from the Worm Cult assassin that snuck up behind her. Silent as the grave, their presence only made known when she felt the puff of their smokescreen and the jagged dagger slicing into her shoulder blade. As the air was forced out of her lungs with a choked scream, the stinging, burning sensation rapidly spreading across her back meant only one thing- Worm Venom. Realization sunk in as Ebony's vision started to blur and she began to panic.

Bastian's voice laced with terror and dread and pain- the "pain" part stunned her. She was still conscious enough to somewhat register his tones. Countless fights and heroic escapades and such a sound never left his throat. While she lay bleeding out, scrabbling unsuccessfully for a potion in her pack, Ebony could barely make out his blurry form running toward her.

It was when he was kneeling over her, the acrid smell of his staff burning tickling her nose, her heartbeat slowly and hollowly beating in her ears, and his fear stricken voice saying "I'll make them pay!"- there, something in her brain clicked.

She shook her head a little to clear the memory. Bastian didn't notice, as he hadn't looked up from his plate. He was clearly enjoying the amicable environment of the inn room, with his dear friend. Still, Ebony was more interested to hear what had happened with Clairene.

"Well. Now that you've eaten," she said calmly, "Why don't you tell me what happened?"

"I don't even know where to begin," Bastian replied quietly. "My sister and I haven't seen each other in twenty-five years! She remembers me as a two-year old child, and I don't remember her at all. What if we have nothing in common besides a name?"

Ebony smiled and hummed a purr, "You'll figure it out."

"For the first time since we started down this road, I think I believe that, too." He stared into his cup and slowly nodded. "But we have so much time to make up for. And the thought that I missed the chance to be a part of this family decades ago is almost too much to bear."

The pain in his voice nearly broke Ebonymist's heart. It was all too similar to the tone he used back then. Her tail tip curled a little at the thought.

A moment of anxious silence passed. She broke it with a soft "Can you forgive Count Auzin for that?"

"For all I know, Elmonde Auzin saved my sister's life by lying to her," he immediately replied. "And it's obvious that he loves her with all his heart. They are happy together. ...For my sister's sake, I can set aside old sorrows."

Ebonymist smiled again. She adored that about him, his willingness to compromise for his friends- and now family. Plus, these were unusual circumstances. Were she in his shoes, she could definitely see herself doing the same thing.

"But I am done with the Silvelles."

"As am I, Bastian. If we ever run into them on our travels again, you might have to hold me back."

"That won't be necessary, my friend," he nervously chuckled.

She gave a slight smirk and her ears twitched in amusement. "Can't promise that."

He stifled a laugh at that, then sighed. "Well. It's late. I spent longer there than I expected to, and I'm sure you need your sleep too."

Her head snapped up. "Oh no no, that's alright, I don't mind!" That came out a little faster than intended, she cursed herself mentally.

"Oh don't worry about me, I don't want to bore you," he started to stand up. "You've done so much for me, so. You deserve some rest after this journey." In reality, Bastian was mentally and emotionally exhausted from this ordeal. From discovering Clairene, to tracking her down, to rescuing her... he was worn out and needed rest himself. But he also didn't want to be rude and say that out loud to Ebonymist, who nearly bent herself backward to make this possible.

Ebonymist, on the other hand, felt her heart suddenly leap into her throat and she froze. Bastian, understandably, took her silence as permission to leave and he bid her a friendly "good night". He stood up and made his way to the door and began to open it-

Before she knew it, the Khajiit blinked and she was standing next to him with her hand clamped around his wrist. She felt herself say "Wait-", but the sound didn't register in her ears. The same earlier feeling of anxiety in her gut returned, which was soon replaced with creeping dread as she feared she royally messed up.

They both jumped when she grabbed his wrist, both equally surprised at this sudden reaction. Bastian blinked. As he waited for an explanation for her action, they locked eyes. He could see something odd; Anxiety? Desperation?

No. Pleading.

The mage was very much puzzled by this. Ebonymist, one of the strongest, most resilient individuals he had ever met in his life, acting like this.

"Eb?" he asked. "Is... something wrong?"

A small silence followed, before she quietly answered, in a voice just barley above a whisper, "I... I don't want you to go."

He blinked again. "You don't?"

Ebony was silent a moment before her ears drooped and she shook her head no. He felt her hand trembling against his wrist.

"I've never seen you this nervous," he relaxed his stance a bit, if nothing else out of morbid curiosity. "What's the matter?"

"I..." she averted her gaze. Now or never, she thought. "I- I want you to stay. I want you to spend the night here. With me."

The following silence was deafening. Neither one moved. All Ebony could hear was her heart pounding like a war drum in her ears. Bastian slowly reached over to the doorknob and pulled it closed. Then he turned his undivided attention to the anxious Khajiit.

"You know I have to go soon, but... This is clearly important to you. So I'll hear you out."

Once they sat back down at the table, he realized he'd had so much on his mind this evening, he barely noticed her. Now that she was sitting in front of him, it was clear as day something was on her mind; her normally alert ears were turned back, and her tail tip was twitching back and forth.

She took a deep breath and laid it all out. Her feelings for him, how much she cared for him, how valued he was as a companion, how he had been occupying her thoughts as of late- ...Perhaps that was a bit much.

Bastian laced his fingers and rested his chin on them, thinking as he let this sudden information sink in. Every second that passed felt like a literal eternity to Ebony. "Well... I have to be honest. I had suspected that was your intention. It seems I was reading you right, for once."

"For once?"

"You can be hard to read sometimes. Not always, though. Remember when I mentioned in the Valenwood market, "I don't have a romantic partner back home, but I know a girl who would get mad if she heard me say that"?"

Ebony scowled at him. "You did that on purpose."

He chuckled, "Perhaps. Your reaction gave me an inkling I was right, though." She rolled her eyes.

He continued, "But, after that, I had some time to think on it. And, well." His hand reached across the table and carefully clasped hers. "I can't picture myself with anyone else, especially not with someone who hasn't done as much for me as you have."

"Are you saying-"

"We're definitely partners in arms, and in crime, depending on the situation. So... how about we be partners off the battlefield as well?"

Bastian barely got the words out of his mouth when Ebonymist jumped up and launched herself into his arms, the biggest smile on her face as she hugged him. "Yes! Yes! A thousand times, yes! Oh Bastian you have no idea how happy this made me!" She nuzzled her face into his chin.

The mage laughed as he spun her around, reflecting the sheer joy radiating off of his partner. Today was definitely a chaotic day. But it definitely ended in the best way possible.

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Special thanks to @rvnwtch for helping! <3

Tag List: @lithiumrev, @arisenlicious, @alaxon, , @itheliaapologist, if you want in on the tag list plz let me know!! <3

#elder scrolls online #eso #the elder scrolls #bastian hallix #eso bastian hallix #female vestige #eso vestige #bastian hallix x vestige #found family #family reunion #love confessions #gushy love stuff #fluff #writing #writingblr

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misthiosmagic · 6 months

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Ughhhhhhh, ESO, why do you make us wait so freaking long for new Fennorian Ravenwatch content? OK, fine, yes, I miss them all, but especially him, lol. Met Fennorian with my mag Arcanist when I was in Bangkorai and decided to do Unhallowed Grave since I was there, then got antsy to go back to Western Skyrim so switched to my bosmer nightblade werewolf to go revist my favorite 🥰

Miss him 💔 Is it just me or does it seem totally obvious that they could tie in Lyris (Who has totally been to Apocrypha before, as she said in Markarth) and the Ravenwatch to future Herma Mora stories, thank youuuu?? They have been showing that Ravenwatch loading screen constantly. The crown store has a bunch of Dark Heart of Skyrim merch again. They used to show the Lyris load screen a lot before dropping Necrom...it feels like they're hinting.... Following the events of Markarth they could entreat ol' Hermaeus Mora to help them with a certain someone with a certain dark heart situation in exchange for joining the vestige on their merry journey to save the world, this time *for* a daedric prince in exchange for knowledge and power to help, etc, etc. Would be a fun time, please, please, please, Bethesda et al. 🙏

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incorrectdaedra · 8 months

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Vestige, drawing a weapon: "Stay away from me old man!"

Sheogorath: "Now, vestige, come on, there's no bad blood here. Let's bury the hatchet!"

[Sheogorath lifts the Vestige into the air with a hug]

Sheogorath: "See how I'm not killing you?"

#source: adventure time #sheogorath #eso vestige #tesblr #the elder scrolls #daedra #tes #daedric prince #incorrect quotes

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itsfennix · 1 month

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A Cure (for Boredom)

"He’d hear their voice as he worked, making a half-hearted comment of how they were bored of this, their jokes easing his frustration of yet another complication. Her feet swinging a bit as she sat upon a nearby desk, her gray-blue eyes glued to his hands as he worked on the cure." - Fennorian in Chapter 2

"He never shooed her away when he was working on the cure, despite how annoying it must’ve been to have her taking up half the table space while she lounged there." - Eilíse in Chapter 6

https://archiveofourown.org/works/48582580/chapters/122549920

Finally, it is finished! I do have a version with just simple shading, but I apparently couldn't stop there lol