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The Alik’r Desert offers the careless wanderer a place of delirium: miles of shifting sands, sweeping dunes and parched earth, and scattered stone monuments and soft-cornered rock formations. It was here that our heavy cloaks and snow boots were discarded, and our armpits breathed again (all but Bashnag, who refused to remove his armor plates, and is beginning to ripen like a skeever corpse in the sun)said desert, he fights a ton of skeletons & mummies
Skeletons. More than a handful. Then well over a dozen, until our counting stopped, and our arrows began to fly. Some clad in armor: Redguard warriors from the time of Lord Frandar Hunding, the first warrior-prince. Brittle soldiers, but single minded in purpose, and wielding a variety of implements, from scimitars to bows. Slack jaws chattering, but dust of a thousand years still falling from their forms. Occasionally glimpsed within the ranks of this small army were bandaged corpses, animated priests pressed into service by the priest on the battlements. Their embalmed forms tattered, but their strength and spirit heightened by time away from this world. These were not draugr; a malignant light flickered within these husks and bones, guiding them into a frenzy of combat. Each one fought as they did in life, with the nimble dexterity of a proud Redguard soldier.And fight Flesh Atronach single-handedly, hitting it with his mace so hard that its face caves in
The Nords took to the sides, gaining height and distance. “If you can’t be safe, be tough!” Bashnag yelled as he sped past me. “Taste Mauloch’s mace, you Elf lovers!” Bashnag charged headlong to satisfy his blood lust, although on this occasion, there were few innards to spill. A wild swing, and a skeleton’s head was shattered into dust. A second rotation: the oversized Orc mace crushing the rib cage and separating the spine of two more bony foes. But more took their place, and we lost sight of Bashnag as he swarmed. Periodically during the battle, I checked for his safety by listening for his swearing and spotting him in the throng as more bones and skulls went flying
https://www.imperial-library.info/content/hammerfell-0
Bashnag’s bravery was not in question as he felt the brunt of the flesh atronach. He managed a couple of strong connections to the beast’s knee, hobbling it slightly as the atronach finished its lumbering turn to face him. A dodge more deft than the Orc’s usual dexterity allowed meant the atronach’s twisting, stabbing claw was caught in Bashnag’s mace and thrust back at the horror. It was the atronach’s second attack that did the damage; Bashnag was cut, and quickly set alight as a throbbing in the beast’s claw hand manifested into a blast of magical fire. The Orc staggered back, clutching his face. This gave the flesh atronach an opening, raising its unyielding mace above its head, tendons flexing as the skin grew tight around the arm weapon; before it was brought down with such savagery, we believed the Orc was split apart.What is the size ?
Bashnag’s breast plate was torn off, and a deep ditch gashed into his chest. Perhaps it was the first time the Orc had felt a strike so similar to his own destructive methods. But he didn’t like it. Blood frothing from the mouth and wounds, Bashnag brought his own mace into the fray with a retaliatory strike for the ages. It caught the atronach squarely in the face, pushing the skull so far into the beast’s body, Fenrig swore he saw it bulge out of its back. Although menial, the head still controlled the mechanism of this foe, and it had been crushed into a pulpy mash (with such ferocity that it caused astonishment among the others). The atronach lurched and dropped into the heather, its Daedric spirit banished
https://www.imperial-library.info/content/high-rock-0
Small mechanical spiders set upon me with rapid movements, and machines sprouted from the walls and uncurled from spheres into contraptions that rolled on top of gears for legs and crossbows for arms. I could not help but marvel at these single purpose machines built for the murder of men. My sword and my shield are my strength and I am undeterred by such things because I had heard of greater things that roam these depths, and indeed something else in these chambers stirred, and it echoed with massive weight. As it lumbered closer, its feet struck the ground as if walking on massive pistons and as it loomed out of darkness, I could see it clear for the first time, axe for one hand, hammer for the other, as tall as five men, made of dull bronze with a face molded in the image of its masters. A Steam Centurion. The stories were true, these were the guardians of the greatest dwarven treasures.we have a visual representation of how big these are , he says 5 Men , so an Average scandalvanian is what , 5 feet 8 Inches? that combined , the Automatron would be atleast 28 Foot 4 Inches tall alone , what he seems to be descrining seems a centurion , which we already know they size is shown in Elder Scrolls Legends.
We fought, and the dwarves must truly be extinct because our battle was surely booming enough to wake the dead. It came at me with hammer and axe, inhuman strength and great fortitude, and a purpose of nothing but murder. I dodged as it crushed the stone around me with futile strikes and I thrust and slashed at it with my blade and took every opening afforded as we shook the halls with violence. I refuse to be undone by a machine.
Where the average man would be long dead, I stood over the husk of this dead automaton, its steam escaping like a final gasp. I could have taken the dwarven artifacts and metal but left them there for others, for I would not hex my journey with the possessions of dead men and maybe that is where countless others go wrong
https://www.uesp.net/wiki/Skyrim:Herbane's_Bestiary:_Automatons
I smelled burning hair as I staggered up the riverbank. The wamasu wasted little time, trotting back before charging forward, leaping off the ground in a surprising display of dexterity, and loosening the slope I stood on when it landed. I fell back, tumbled into the river with my axe and dignity lost. I found the wamasu again, as I quickly stood and caught Roggvir’s second-finest hammer, thrown from the onlookers I’d requested not to aid me. A prideful order I was beginning to regret. Steam (or was it smoke?) escaped the monster’s orifices, as it crackled, sending arcs of shocking discharge out from its feet, and charging its tail in bright energy. It let out an impressive growl, and then met me in the mire, clawing at the ground before me, as a massive explosion of light shot out from the wamasu. Had this old fool been set ablaze and sent to Sovngarde? No—I tasted something like sulfur, and the Argonian’s ring was pulsing with energy. Leaping back, I narrowly missed a barbed tail and yet another strike of lightningNot forget Lightning Magic is real Lightning
https://en.m.uesp.net/wiki/Books:Kyne%27s_Challenge:_A_Hunter%27s_Companion_Characters_and_Summary
Shock, like Flame and Frost, is an expression of magical power that takes the form of a natural force. Everyone has played with this force when one was a ja'khajiit, scuffing one's feet across a rug and then stinging a sibling with a small spark from an extended claw, or rubbing an inflated rat's-bladder against one's fur until the hairs stand up and the bladder "sticks" to one's chest or arm.Hagrof, a Nord gladiator, took hundreds of wounds to die, each with poison powerful enough to kill even a large foe in a few seconds
So it was apparent to this one, even from an early age, that shock was an inherent property of fibrous matter, a property stimulated by friction into sparks. This also explains lightning, as clouds, which resemble nothing so much as huge Tenmar cotton-balls, generate shock when storms cause friction through colliding masses of buoyant fiber.
Therefore, when one of we mighty wizards of the Mages Guild casts a Shock spell, what is actually happening? This one explains it as follows: the reality of the Mundus is a great tapestry woven of strands of matter and magicka. A Shock spell channels and manipulates magicka through the local warp and weft of the tapestry, agitating its fibers. This generates sparking, which coalesces into magical lightning. Yes?
https://www.imperial-library.info/content/moraats-theory-lightning
As Champion, Hagrof was known for his honor, humility, and respect for his fellow gladiators. He was known to honor his vanquished foes with proper burials in accordance with the customs of their people. When he was finally defeated, after staggering to the center of the arena,bleeding from a hundred woundsSaint Jiub (a Dunmer) fights a battle against an entire swarm of cliff racers that lasts two days and nights, and kills all 76 of them
The Thousand Arrows was a Champion shrouded in mystery. She entered the tournament alone, yet she bested all the other gladiators with skill and precision, and did not suffer a single wound herself. After Hagrof the Righteous fell, The Thousand Arrows remained in seclusion, only emerging when a new challenger entered the arena. Her favored weapon was a bow equipped with poison-tipped arrows. The poison itself was from a recipe of her own devising. The slightest scratch could fell the largest opponent in seconds
https://www.uesp.net/wiki/Lore:Champions_of_the_Blessed_Crucible
I pulled my longbow from my back and nocked my last arrow. I took a deep breath and pulled, trying to keep the cliff racer in my sights. It was literally a longshot with the beast gaining distance and the silt strider bouncing me around at full gallop. Finally, with a silent prayer, I released the string. The arrow sang through the air like a howling demon as it sliced its way towards its target. Finally, just as it crested the lip of a foyada, the arrow struck it in the midsection. It let out a horrible cry and fell out of sight.Usunok could kill a mammoth with a single punch .
My cries of triumph were quickly stifled by the sound of over a hundred wings. Rising from the foyada was an entire colony of cliff racers and they were out for blood. The blasted thing had led me right to their nest and sacrificed itself with the intent of feeding me to its brood. It was a trap. The damned things had become much too clever. Knowing this was likely the end, I jumped down from the silt strider and hit the back of its leg with the flat of my glass blade. There was no need for the innocent thing to die here today because of my stupidity. As the ash cloud cleared from being stirred up by its massive legs, the cliff racer brood approached. I held my sword high and prepared for the worst.
The battle lasted two full days. I was beaten, clawed, bitten and knocked down more times than I care to remember. In the end, seventy-six cliff racers were slaughtered. I was knee-deep in their corpses and my body on the verge of collapse. But I had survived. I smiled to the heavens and all went black.
https://www.uesp.net/wiki/Lore:Saint_Jiub%27s_Opus
Those who follow the way of Trinimac call their rounded maces the "fists of Usunok," after the Orsimer hero who could down a full-sized mammoth with a single punch. The cylindrical head encloses a lead ball that rolls outward as the weapon is swung, adding force to the blow https://en.uesp.net/wiki/Online:Crafting_Motif_22:_TrinimacFlorentius Baenius killed thirty vampires with he bare hands
Florentius Baenius: I once killed thirty vampires with my bare handsa Nord named Vilalar did kill a a large mammoth with one hit using he head.
https://en.m.uesp.net/wiki/Skyrim:Florentius_Baenius
The mead was strong, as it always was in those days, and the spoils many, but no mammoth-hides were among them, though Vikalar had sorely hoped to challenge one that day. "I could fight it with my bare hands!" he boasted, roaring his battle-cry into the dark beyond the fire's light. To the party's shock, a trumpeting blast sounded in answer. The ground shook, and out of the darkness charged a massive mammoth! The beast trampled straight for Vikalar. As the others dove aside, he charged it head-on, leapt into the air, and crashed his skull against the mammoth's. To the great surprise of the party, the creature wavered, stumbled, and fell to the ground, stunned.They was a Nord woman that her brother killed by a bear, she did ripped that apart with her bare hands.
https://en.m.uesp.net/wiki/Lore:The_Tale_of_Vikalar_Skull-Shatterer
I asked a Nord about one of the three slashes inked on her right bicep. Apparently, she got it after avenging her brother, who died hunting a bear. She ripped that bear apart. With her bare hands.Steroid a nord that tear a whole from the ground with he bare hands
https://en.m.uesp.net/wiki/Online:Fadile_Sonoril
I once saw Steirod tear a whole tree out the ground with his bare hands.A Voriplasm’s acid can dissolve an entire Argonian into slime in seconds, and yet Jaxsik-Orrn manages to kill a large number of them single-handedly
https://en.m.uesp.net/wiki/Skyrim:Unused_NPCs
By Tsojei, Reel-Ka Warrior of the Dead-Water Tribe There we stood, calf-deep in ooze and blood. I looked left to see Kuseem drowning in voriplasm. He died well, but could not utter his final death-curse. He just made a gurgling sound, like a guar with its throat cut. His face, once sharp and covered in bright red war-paint, sloughed off his skull like a wet rag. All in one piece. Dissolving in a pool of green slime, right before my eyes. On my right, Tlek fought like a tailless wamasu, filled with righteous Naga fury--desperate to kill what she could before blood-loss and fatigue claimed her life at last. Slime-covered ghouls approached from all sides. I crushed and cleaved, just as my root-mother, and her root-mother before her, had done. But my weapon, becoming coated in corrosive slime, sagged and cracked, growing weaker with every strike. Weaker and weaker. Just like Tlek. Just like me. As I prepared to charge headlong into the Dread-Father's arms one last time, I heard a hiss and a roar behind me. It was Jaxsik-Orrn. In that moment, I knew we would survive. She set upon the voriplasms with such rage and strength that even I, her egg-brother, felt a hatchling's fear well up in my throat-sac. Grave-stakes that the dead-not-dead wielded like clubs crashed against her armor, shattering in a spray of splinters and blood. Voriplasms lashed at her legs, leaving ragged wounds on her calves and thighs. But no injury, large or small, slowed Jaxsik-Orrn's assault. In the end, nothing remained of our enemies but broken bones and clumps of slowly fading ooze. Despite her seeping wounds, my sister lurched toward what remained of Kuseem, knife in hand. "Fight on, root-brother," she whispered reverently, before prying what remained of his head from his ragged corpse. "Stake the rest," she rasped. Tlek and I did as we were told—pressing Kuseem's grave-stake deep into his chest and pinning him to the thick mud under the water. My egg-sister lowered her head and pressed her fist to her chest. "Glory in dying," she hissed. "Glory in death," we replied. In those days, Jaxsik-Orrn was just a hunter like us.The Orcs smash solid Stons with they bare hands and they can do that all the day without tired.
https://en.m.uesp.net/wiki/Lore:Meet_the_Character_-_Jaxsik-Orrn
SOME READER MIGHT THINK SMASHING ROCKS POINTLESS. THAT READER STUPID. URBEK JUST TELL YOU URBEK GET HIS START SMASHING ROCKS. SMASHING ROCKS BUILDS IMPORTANT SMASHING MUSCLES AND LET YOU GATHER ORE TO SMASH WHEN YOU READY TO TAKE ON GREATER SMASHING CHALLENGE. URBEK RECOMMEND STARTING WITH SMALL ROCKS AND WORK UP TO BIGGER ROCKS OR STONE WALLS SO YOU NOT GET HURT, UNLESS YOU ORC.The ancient Redoran hero, Dranoth Hleran, single-handedly killed the giant Emperor Crab Skar with his spear, Calderas
WHEN YOU CAN SMASH ALL DAY WITHOUT REST, YOU READY TO TAKE ON USEFUL SMASHING LIKE MAKING HAMMERS. URBEK THINK YOU MAY BE TEMPTED TO KEEP SMASHING STONE, MAYBE MAKE STATUE. URBEK NOT WANT TO DISCOURAGE READER FROM PURSUING PASSION, BUT MAKING PRETTY THING FROM STONE TAKE MASTERY OF GENTLE-SMASHING. URBEK SHARE THAT ADVANCED SMASHING TECHNIQUE IN LATER VOLUME. IN NEXT CHAPTER WE COVER WAYS TO SMASH ORE. URBEK RECOMMEND READER HAVE ACCESS TO FORGE FOR NEXT LESSON.
https://en.m.uesp.net/wiki/Online:ART_OF_SMASHING_VOL._1
Vestige: You're not forgotten. Your descendant, Drelyth Hleran, sent me.Giant Emperor Crap is a monster that have same size of kaiju.
Dranoth Hleran: Truly? The Hleran name survives? Then there is hope for our house after all. You must take my spear and deliver it to this Drelyth. As long as a member of my house carries that spear, the strength of the Hleran lives on.
Vestige: I'll deliver the spear and your story. Do you want me to tell him anything else?
Dranoth Hleran: Yes. Tell him that Ald'ruhn was, is, and forever shall be our home. So long as my house lives in exile, the spirits that haunt this tomb shall never know peace. Drelyth must claim his share of this land.
Vestige: The Ashlanders control Ald'ruhn. How should he stake his claim?
Dranoth Hleran: The children of ash may have forgotten our name, but they will not have forgotten that spear—the weapon that slew the great Emperor Crab. Their Wise Women and Farseers will know its power. If he brandishes the spear, they will listen.
Drelyth Hleran: You're back. Just in time, too. The Ashlander' mood has soured since you set out. I'm not sure how much longer I can linger here. Tell me, did you find anything in the tomb?
Vestige: You were right. It was the Hleran tomb. Your ancestor, Dranoth, told me to give you this spear.
Drelyth Hleran: Is this...? By the Three, this is Calderas - the Hleran spear of myth! I've seen illustrations, but I never thought I'd hold it in my hands! Remarkable. Did my ancestor say why he wanted me to have it?
Vestige: Draneth killed Skar with it. your ancestor struck the final blow that killed the Emperor Crab.
Drelyth Hleran: So my ancestors fought alongside the Ashlanders to bring down the great Emperor Crab. Unbelievable. But what happened to them? Why did they vanish?
Vestige: The Ashlanders slaughtered them. Dranoth wants you to know that Ald'ruhn is your home.
Drelyth Hleran: Yes. "In the shadow of Skar, we found our home." There are few things more sacred than a dead hero's wish. I will see our home rebuilt - our tomb restored. I will honour my ancestors. House Hieran owes you a great debt, my friend. Thank you.
https://en.m.uesp.net/wiki/Online:Dranoth_Hleran
Zeb Cook: This is basically where you get to see some of the Redoran bug huts.[24:22]
Lawrence Schick: Now the Redorans of course are the mighty warriors of the Great Houses and they don't let you forget it either, and so they build their buildings out of these carapuses, these carceses of these giant insects that used to live on Morrowind before the Redorans killed them all. Now at this point, they've been extinct for some time, and so they're building their huts in imitation of bug carcases instead of using actual bug carcases, because there aren't any more left. But they still want you to know they're mighty enough to kill giant bugs.
Zeb Cook:...If you remember from TES 3, the Redoran have this great crab mansion place, Skar... and they didn't build it, and so this is the early version of that location. So what's the history on Skar?despite Skar having destroyed entire armies in its rampage
Lawrence Schick: Skar is the last of the >Giant Emperor Crabs that once infested Morrowind when the elves first came here back in the Dawn Era...Once again it's sorta the Redoran motto; "We didn't build it, we killed it!" So this is the outer carapus of the last of those kaiju-sized crustations that once stalked the ashen planes of Morrowind.
https://youtu.be/NlG4S7uK6jU [31:57].
With fearsome claws, Skar did attack Protected by his stone hard shell That none could even dent or crack By the beast's might our armies fellRed Eagle kill entire army alone brefore he dead
But one brave hero held no fear Dranoth Hleran, warrior brave With Calderas, his mighty spear But one resounding cry he gave
He raised his spear to the beast He ran, evading every blow His heart was set, his speed increased As he charged the mighty foe
With a final thrust, a final clash At last the mighty Skar was slain With honor gifted to his House May Hleran's glory never wane
https://en.uesp.net/wiki/Lore:Ballad_of_Dranoth_Hleran
Such peace could not last, however, and a great host fell upon them, a swift army of invaders unlike any before. For a fortnight, Hestra's generals laid siege to Red Eagle's stronghold, till he himself came forth for battle, alone and robed in nothing but his righteous fury. A thousand foreigners fell before his flaming sword, and the enemy was routed. Yet, when night fell, so too did he. The warriors who came to him said Faolan's eyes were clear again on that final night. - The Legend of the Red Eagledue to recent information given to us via The New Elder Scrolls Online , the Imperial army loosely follows a system similar to the roman empire , the same Roman Empire used a system of cohorts , In Elder Scrolls a Legion has 33 Cohorts.
Reachmen tell the story of Faolan 'Red-Eagle', an ancient king who rallied his people and drove back the armies of Cyrodiil with a flaming sword. Though accounts vary, they too seem to be based on an underlying truth: the imperial chronicles of Empress Hestra mention a rebel leader of that era who was eventually cornered and slain in battle, at the cost of a full legion of men.
https://en.m.uesp.net/wiki/Lore:Red_Eagle%27s_Song
A cohort (from the Latin cohors, plural cohortes, see wikt:cohors for full inflection table) was a standard tactical military unit of a Roman legion. Although the standard size changed with time and situation, it was generally composed of 480 soldiersthis means the legions should atleast be 16,000 in number and all of the Army should be somewhat superhuman so Taking an entire army , of 16,000+ Superhumans
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cohort_(military_unit)
Somehow it guessed our treachery! That old monster turned and glared at the blind we'd thought hidden so well in the underbrush. It snarled, and like a black wind did rush us with all its speed.A Daedra was able to Destroy Entire Stone Shrines in a Single Kick effortlessly and rip People Heads off with his toes and a Nord was able to Best the said Daedra in battle.
Gwaering let fly an arrow. Swift as lightning did it plunge into the beast's eye
https://en.m.uesp.net/wiki/Online:A_Token_of_My_Affection
XIVILAI Much of the village of Bogmother was on fire. Not an easy feat for the despoiler in question, due to the abundance of water and stone structures, but as we entered the settlement, thick black smoke could be seen billowing up from a number of indigenous mud nests the Saxhleel inhabit. Although presently, the owners of the properties were gathering their hatchlings and fleeing. Footfalls-in-Snow returned from a rasping conference with one of the village elders, and gathered me and Namasur into a small huddle. “A reject of Sithis, one who seeks to stifle our spawning grounds. A Daedra pillager is responsible for this wickedness. Waxhuthi!” the Argonian spat on the ground, clearly riled. As he cursed, we looked over to a wayshrine of rough stone and clinging moss. The burning shrine was snuffed, demolished by a powerful kick. The entire structure collapsed, and Footfalls-in-Snow let out a high-pitched squeak. As the rubble appeared through the fading dust, we finally gazed upon the marauder responsible.For context , In Black Marsh , these are indentified as " waysrines ".
A blue devil had come to curse Bogmother.
Striding out to meet a small complement of village warriors, a Daedra of powerful stature seemed intent on further carnage. Seemingly chiseled from amethyst, this finely toned fiend was one and a half men tall, and displayed the arrogance of a Xivilai, an intelligent, proud, and bloodthirsty breed. Namasur had spoken of their service to Mehrunes Dagon, as well as their dishonesty and hubris. If haughtiness could be bottled, a Xivilai’s face would be on the label. Thick ebony horns, a mane of black hair, ears like an Elf’s, and further horns where cheeks and chin would be. An unrefined necklace of jagged beauty clamped around its thick neck by an unknown master, and bare skin except for strange runic tribal tattoos, and a loincloth of metal. I would test the Xivilai’s objection to proper armor shortly. For now, we watched in horror as it set about dispatching the Argonian guards.
This was achieved almost nonchalantly, as it engulfed the Saxhleel in a great plume of fire. It picked up the second by the throat, squeezing the life from the poor lizard before carving him into two equal and bloody sections, both flopping onto the soft soil. The last Argonian was a shellback, clad in heavier armor. Fire danced behind the Daedra’s eyes as it sallied forth, producing a two-handed mace made for exquisite butchery (alarmingly wielded with one hand free) and battering in the warrior’s skull with a single, horrible swing. The Argonian guard fell, and the devil peered down at the fresh corpse at his feet, then clutched the lifeless lizard’s head with his prehensile toes, and wrenched it from the still-twitching body.
Footfalls-in-Snow was seething: “Xuth! For the Ebonheart Pact, we must avenge this slaughter!”
Silence your frog, Grundvik, son of Guthrum.” The devil spoke, seemingly from inside my head. “Xivilai Sahrith Dagon challenges you!”
Kishra-do looked alarmed. Namasur only offered a worried nod. But Ingjard knew my secrets; she slapped me on the back and whispered, “Go show him why we call you Cold-Fist, friend!”
Possessing equal measures of brutal strength, a magician’s ways, and savage cunning, the Xivilai would not be wander through a meadow: As I unwound my axe-carrying arm, warming up my shoulder and tightening the grip on my shield, a guttural stream of barking spat forth from the devil. A strange oval portal blinked into view, and a clannfear trotted out of the void of Coldharbour, spotted me, and thundered forward. A hard head met a well-timed strike, as the beast’s charge was hindered after I sidestepped and cut down firmly, severing bones in its back and reducing the familiar to a whinnying, paralyzed mess.
Unfortunately, Sahrith Dagon was upon me, a glinting eye and a massive mace to rival the departed Bashnag’s, which he used to singular effect. A great heave, and spiked ebony clashed against my shield. I had braced, and the shield held, but I was staggered by the sheer force of this brutality. The Xivilai used his height advantage, bringing the mace down with a vertical force to shatter granite. I parried with both hands, murmuring a prayer to Mara, and found my feet forced down into the wet ground and my bones rattled. This one had the strength of a giant and the grace of an Elf; little wonder the expressions on my fellow hunters’ faces had turned from worry to horror.
The duel continued with the crackle of lightning: no respite from the evil terror. Forks of stabbing light arced around us, striking through me at seemingly inopportune moments. But a ring given to me by an Argonian friend helped focus this shock. I ventured an axe strike, sinking it into the Xivilai’s thigh, and he registered his disapproval with a roar so loud it dislodged one of my teeth. Less cocksure and more furious, Sahrith Dagon shoved me backwards, and began to form a ball of flames in his free hand, cackling a malefic incantation. Lines of fire snaked out, tall walls of burning magic converging on me. A priggish smirk formed on his face, as the inferno assailed me. Footfalls-in-Snow fell to his knees, weeping.
Yngol steer me from the Sea of Ghosts. Ylgar guide my hand of frost. Ysgramor protect my flesh…” Though my beard and cloak were ablaze, I became suddenly still. Tranquility washed over my roasting skin. The pain had gone. I concluded my incantation, my hands shaking, and I dropped my axe and shield. Sahrith Dagon’s grin of malice twitched with a speck of doubt. A whirling and churning formed around my fists; wisps of ice from the ether entwined and shattered my gauntlets. An echo of the great face of a creature briefly formed, lizard-like and conjured from the cold; the summoned ice phantom grew outwards and upwards. I launched my arms forward in a swift sweep, and the Xivilai was swallowed whole by my vengeance. A roaring and rushing of air, and a thousand shards of ice, each thrust deeply into Daedra flesh.
A moment passed, my fire was out, and my summoned storm subsided. Only the eyes of Sahrith Dagon moved now, his face etched into a frozen grimace, and his body unmovable. My right hand coalescing with ice, I walked softly, stood before the staring and stupefied despoiler, and dug into his chest, my hand melting through blue skin and shattering ribs. Ripping out my fist, I showed the wide-eyed Sahrith Dagon his beating heart. Then I gathered my equipment, walked back to my brethren, gave the open-mouthed Kishra-do a sack with the Daedra organ in it, and shielded myself as frozen Xivilai meat fell on Bogmother from Sahrith Dagon’s damned and exploding carcass.
https://www.imperial-library.info/content/black-marsh-0
The nightblade’s daggers were a blur before my beard, as it mixed grace and power in its strikes against my armor. Small cuts were all it managed, as I had some previous experience fighting bears with only my knuckles, and dagger combat with the Companions of Whiterun. The Dremora seemed surprised that an old man was keeping up with his furor of small blades. This turned to incredulity when I plucked both his wrists from the air around my head, and followed up with the old “Rorikstead hello,” a forehead to the face that cracked his helm and put him on arse. I had pounced on him before the blood began to flow from his broken nose. I hadn’t been bettered in wrestling for nigh on ten years, and this upstart had little chance. Pinned down, all the nightblade could manage was a sneer, and he spit through broken teeth:Namsura , a Redguard , can slice Daedra arms completely even though Daedra wear unique armours.
https://www.imperial-library.info/content/elsweyr-0
This mocking bravery ended abruptly (as Namasur’s ruined spear had sentimental value), as the Redguard began a reckless sword rampage; the Caitiff’s own massive, double-handed blade coming within a hair’s breadth of slicing off the Redguard’s head. Wild swings turned to death throes as Namasur’s scimitar found its home embedded in the Caitiff’s arm, severing it completely with a second strike. The Dremora watched almost quizzically as its own appendage thrashed on the ground like a freshly caught salmon, then attempted to wield its sword with its remaining arm. The blood loss was too great, and it fell forward, dismissed and gushing with bloodHolsgar ( a nord ) said she once punched out a mammoth.
https://www.imperial-library.info/content/elsweyr-0
Have you seen the size of Maesa's arms? Holsgar says she once punched out a mammoth.Grenwulf ( also a nord) that punch through walls and even through man.
https://en.m.uesp.net/wiki/Online:Trynhild_Earth-Turner
Holrik thinks there's things I can't punch through. But I've punched through walls, and I've punched through men.An Orc guard said be he ripped off man arm and beat him to death with it.
I once met a warrior who claimed to have the most impenetrable armor ever known to man. But when we fought, I punched him so hard the shockwaves rearranged every bone in his body, to the point his toes were coming out of his ears.
https://en.m.uesp.net/wiki/Skyrim:Grenwulf%27s_Note
Uraccen: Madanach's guard. Big, even for an Orc. Heard he ripped a man's arm off and beat him to death with it.Lyris did punch tons of boulders away in a single punch.
https://en.m.uesp.net/wiki/Skyrim:Uraccen
My lady," said Baranat. "When I was born, I was blessed by Vivec, Almalexia, and Sotha Sil, and I have the ear of the saints. If I run into any trouble, I'll call on them to aid my quest."He have trouble with Brothers and he will fight each of them One vs One.
Doubtful, but having no other prospects, the old woman sent Baranat off, explaining that the four brothers' camp was to the north. In the center of the camp,The first was name Vanis Coribael the youngest and the weakest between he brothers/ even though he said be faster the wind and can kill his opponents before they even unsheathed their weapons.
There he saw Vanis Coribael, the youngest of the brothers, watching the valley for intruders. Vanis was known to be faster than the wind, a warrior who could thrash his opponents before they even unsheathed their weaponsBaranat did call Saint Veloth who did blessed him to be faster the Lightning!
Baranat look a look at his sad, cut-rate iron blade, and prayed to the saints.And he kill Vanis before he even know what is happening.
Saint Veloth the Pilgrim appeared before Baranat in shining robes, and smiled upon him, "Baranat, put down your blade and I will make you swifter than bolt of lightning."
Baranat dropped his blade and ran at Vanis, moving so fast he didn't rustle a leaf with his pace. In a flash, Vanis was dead by Baranat's handsThen he go to fight the Second youngest name Feryn and he was fast is vanis but he can he could rip a trama shrub up by the roots with two fingers
The adventurer continued on until he reached the second youngest Coribael brother, Feryn, who not only was as fast as Vanis, but so strong, he could rip a trama shrub up by the roots with two fingers.Baranat did go handing in Cave then he call senit Nerevar who blessed him to be stronger then hundred warriors
Baranat hid himself and trembled as he looked at the giant Feryn Coribael. Again, the young adventurer prayed to the saints.Baranat did knock Feryn and One shot giant through a boulders and thd Boulders tuned to dust but even so Feryn still a live ( Superhuman Durability ) but then Baranat did tear him apart.
Saint Nerevar the Captain appeared before Baranat in golden armor, and smiled upon him, "Baranat, I will make you stronger than a hundred warriors
Baranat rushed at Feryn, knocking the giant through a boulder which turned to dust on impact, Feryn tried to get to his feet, but Baranat tore him apart, scattering him across the valley floor in eighty-seven piecesThen the Second Oldest Brother name Horis ( who was angry for death he brothers) and he was both Faster then Vanis ( who faster the wind ) and stronger then Feryn ( who have Highe Superhuman strength and Durability) and he said can swim in Dagoth ur Lava!! Like it is Normal sea ( Padomaic Ocean is Normal sea https://en.m.uesp.net/wiki/Lore:Padomaic_Ocean)
stood guard. Horis, who was faster than his brother Vanis, stronger than his brother Feryn, and so tough that he could swim in the lava of Dagoth Ur like it was the Padomaic Ocean.The same lava that said by The Augur of the Obscure is the most dangerous kind of lava, it have spirits inside it.
The Augur of the Obscure: What's this? The Red Tower fragment? Careful with that one, mate. It's temperamental... and full of spirit-lava. That's the most dangerous kind of lavaAnyway' Baranat did call another Saint and gave him ability to be able hold he hold his breath and he and Horis did fight under water for twelve hours holding they breath until Horis could no longer do it.
https://en.m.uesp.net/wiki/Online:Augur_of_the_Obscure
Saint Roris the Martyr appeared before Baranat with flesh like sparkling gems, and smiled on him, "Baranat, I will make you unyielding as the heart of OblivionThen finally the Oldest Brother name Airen and he is the strongest and the fastest and the sturdiest and most accomplished fighter of the brothers and Baranat again did call another Saint
Baranat rushed at Horis, and two plunged into the rushing river. For twelve hours, they wrestled one another under the water, until Horis could hold his breath no more and drowned. Baranat pulled himself out of the river and continued down the valley, until he reached the camp
Airen Coribael himself was there, guarding a squirming sack which Baranat assumed either contained Lady Genevrah or several large cats. The young adventurer quailed at the prospect of doing battle with Airen Coribael, the swiftest, strongest, sturdiest, and most accomplished fighter of the brothers prayed to the saints for help.
Saint Olms the Just appeared before Baranat in a burst of flame, and smiled on him, "Baranat, I will make you more cunning in battle than the most dangerous of daedra.
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2022.10.17 12:05 Metal_Thorn Possible familiars on the future?
Increases the duration of magical effects, areas, and summoned entities by 20%.Now i am aware that propably this is for the Geomancy's rock thingys, but could it be that we are going to get some sort of temporal companion in the future?
2022.09.23 22:18 Cyanohectic Why my pyromancer mantle has +5% backfire chance instead of -5% as is shown in wiki?
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2022.08.18 14:04 Nightangel129 The wiki is updated to a new one
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2021.10.15 14:41 GagaGievous Stoneshard, maybe the closest modern game to Daggerfall
2021.09.01 01:10 windsound2020 Is the "dodge chance" enchantment still exist?
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Total War: WARHAMMER II | 66% | 20.39 | 24.47 | 30.59 | 20.39 | 13.59 | 50.99 | 87 | W/M/L | ✓ | ✓ |
Crusader Kings III | 20% | 39.99 | 45.59 | 55.96 | 39.99 | 33.59 | 75.19 | 91 | W/M/L | ✓ | ✓ |
NBA 2K21 | 50% | 29.99 | 39.99 | 44.97 | 29.99 | 24.99 | 124.50 | - | W | - | ✓ |
Torchlight III | 50% | 19.99 | 22.74 | 28.47 | 16.99 | 15.49 | 41.74 | - | W | - | ✓ |
Europa Universalis IV | 75% | 9.99 | 10.99 | 14.23 | 9.99 | 8.74 | 17.49 | 87 | W/M/L | ✓ | ✓ |
Spelunky 2 | 10% | 17.99 | 20.51 | 26.05 | 15.11 | 13.94 | 34.19 | 91 | W | - | ✓ |
Train Sim World® 2 | 35% | 19.49 | 22.09 | 27.91 | 19.49 | 16.24 | 37.69 | - | W | - | - |
Pacify | 30% | 3.49 | 3.98 | 5.25 | 2.79 | 2.79 | 7.62 | - | W/M | - | ✓ |
Pathfinder: Kingmaker - Enhanced Plus Edition | 30% | 13.99 | 15.95 | 20.26 | 13.99 | 11.19 | 26.59 | 73 | W/M/L | ✓ | ✓ |
Car Mechanic Simulator 2018 | 60% | 7.99 | 8.79 | 11.58 | 7.99 | 5.99 | 14.79 | - | W/M | ✓ | ✓ |
Battlefield V | 60% | 19.99 | 25.99 | 35.98 | 23.99 | 21.99 | 119.60 | - | W | ✓ | ✓ |
Pavlov VR | 40% | 14.99 | 17.39 | 21.57 | 12.59 | 11.69 | 28.49 | - | W | - | ✓ |
Cooking Simulator | 40% | 11.99 | 13.67 | 17.37 | 10.07 | 9.29 | 22.79 | 64 | W | ✓ | ✓ |
Resident Evil 3 | 67% | 19.79 | 26.39 | 30.67 | 19.79 | 16.49 | 42.89 | 77 | W | ✓ | ✓) |
Captain Tsubasa: Rise of New Champions | 40% | 35.99 | 47.99 | 44.97 | 29.99 | 23.99 | 107.94 | - | W | - | ✓ |
Untitled Goose Game | 25% | 14.99 | 17.09 | 21.71 | 12.59 | 11.61 | 28.49 | 79 | W/M | - | ✓ |
Divinity: Original Sin 2 - Definitive Edition | 60% | 17.99 | 21.99 | 25.98 | 17.99 | 11.99 | 36.39 | 93 | W/M | ✓ | ✓ |
XCOM® 2 | 75% | 14.99 | 19.99 | 22.48 | 12.49 | 8.74 | 24.97 | 88 | W/M/L | ✓ | ✓ |
Firefighting Simulator - The Squad | 15% | 21.24 | 30.16 | 32.25 | 19.54 | 17.84 | 57.79 | - | W | - | ✓ |
Besiege | 60% | 5.99 | 6.99 | 8.60 | 5.19 | 4.79 | 11.59 | - | W/M/L | - | ✓ |
The Surge 2 | 70% | 11.99 | 16.49 | 16.48 | 11.99 | 10.49 | 32.97 | 76 | W | ✓ | ✓ |
UBOAT | 47% | 15.89 | 18.01 | 22.76 | 13.24 | 12.60 | 30.73 | - | W | - | ✓ |
Mars Horizon | 10% | 17.99 | 20.51 | 26.05 | 16.19 | 13.49 | 34.19 | 73 | W | ✓ | ✓ |
Cuphead | 30% | 13.99 | 15.39 | 20.26 | 13.99 | 10.49 | 25.89 | 88 | W/M | ✓ | ✓ |
Tales of Vesperia: Definitive Edition | 75% | 12.49 | 16.24 | 14.23 | 9.99 | 8.74 | 34.97 | 80 | W | - | ✓ |
Hammerting | 20% | 19.99 | 23.19 | 28.76 | 19.99 | 15.99 | 47.99 | - | W | ✓ | ✓ |
Stoneshard | 30% | 13.99 | 15.95 | 20.26 | 13.99 | 10.84 | 26.59 | - | W/L | - | ✓ |
Lobotomy Corporation Monster Management Simulation | 60% | 9.99 | 11.59 | 14.38 | 9.19 | 7.79 | 18.99 | - | W | - | ✓ |
Outlast 2 | 80% | 5.99 | 6.79 | 8.59 | 4.99 | 4.75 | 11.59 | 75 | W | ✓ | ✓ |
Age of Wonders: Planetfall | 75% | 12.49 | 14.24 | 17.48 | 12.49 | 10.49 | 23.49 | 81 | W/M | ✓ | ✓ |
Post Scriptum | 25% | 22.49 | 28.50 | 31.50 | 21.00 | 18.37 | 44.17 | - | W | - | ✓ |
Monster Prom 2: Monster Camp | 10% | 10.79 | 14.39 | 16.15 | 10.79 | 8.99 | 22.40 | - | W/M/L | - | ✓ |
Darksburg | 50% | 9.99 | 11.39 | 14.47 | 9.99 | 8.99 | 18.99 | - | W | - | ✓ |