Self-reblog, Bc I Forgot To Lighten It Up, Sorry.

"People talk sometimes of bestial cruelty, but that's a great injustice and insult to the beasts; a beast can never be so cruel than a man, so artistically cruel."

(quote by some long-dead granddad who happened to write Crime and Punishment)

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I love Relmyna. She's a... well, not good, but certainly interesting balance between an ambitious, insane and ruthless visionary and an affectionate woman and mother.

If you want cruelty in your life "Cruelty Brought Thee Orchids" by Cradle of Filth might satisfy you.

It's almost Relmyna's theme song.

some stuff about the practice of ancestor veneration in velothi households

when a baby is born a grandparent or parent anoints it with ash from the hearth and introduces it to the house spirits by showing it to the waiting-door. the family member presenting the baby might also ask a particular spirit to serve as the baby's cardehn (ancestor-guardian); that ancestor is then expected to keep a close eye on the baby throughout its life and offer guidance, counsel, or protection when needed

on the other hand many families hold off on petitioning a specific ancestor to act as a newborn's cardehn so that the baby is free to choose for itself once it's old enough to decide. many children without an appointed cardehn wait until the passing of a close loved one (usually a family elder) and choose them

after your family's patron god and any very prominent or recently-deceased ancestors your cardehn is the first household spirit whom you're expected to invoke in prayer. when you're old enough you're also expected to take charge of the family's veneration of that particular ancestor by burning routine offerings for them

when a member of the household is dying a simple meal is set out in the room in which they're being tended; after the family member passes on their caretakers and any others who kept vigil at the deathbed eat half of the meal they'd prepared. the other half is burnt as an offering for the spirit or spirits who came to help the deceased "through the fire" (fire, particularly one's hearthfire, being considered a passage between the realms of life and death in the velothi consciousness)

when mourning a loved one it's customary in some families to cut off a lock of your hair and burn it as an offering in addition to the usual offerings of food. cutting and burning all of one's hair is a wild expression of grief that's usually only performed by people who have lost a loved one unexpectedly or parents who have lost a child

I wish this lady had taught me C programming... though I have doubts if I can focus with her nearby 🫠 She's a succubus but she always wanted to do something more intelectually challenging in her life so she became a coder. She's also quite awkward in conversations and very nerdy as for a succubus 🤓

She still has to buy bodily fluids for her salary to survive, tho :3c

An overworked Altmer mom... and her little necromancer.

She's a little tired of her son's hobby.

This was meant to be my OC, but it could be as well Mannimarco in his youth :)

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I love the idea that a necromancer in Elder Scrolls = goth/metalhead IRL.

All the best to every weirdo who is also in TES fandom 🤘

A gift for my friend, Razmiel, who's a gay god and writes music about pokemans :3

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For hyperpop connoisseurs: this track of theirs seamlessly fits into a playlist between SOPHIE and Dorian Electra, check it out 🥺

<33333 <3 <3

neloth is papa smurf................................

I love those undisturbed evenings when I can finally get down to my books and pet my daedroth.

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Yet another wizard with book...

You can tell that I'm a bookworm 🤓

A little, indulgent photo edit I've made.

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Do only I call him "Hermy"?

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Happy extremely belated Valentine's Day! I've been struggling to draw these characters of mine for awhile now, so I thought what better way to figure them out than animating them.

agree or not but this is how I imagine Brelyna