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Marcus wants to try the monastic life

No, really– I’m pretty certain that’s what I overheard him tell Sedave:

When Sedave stopped laughing, he reminded Marcus of what happened when–

Look. You have to promise:  WE CAN NEVER TELL THE ELF.

No, really, I mean that. Unless you WANT to spend the rest of your life living in the middle of the Ashlands or someplace inland of Lake Ixtihmal (I am pretty sure the Thalmor haven’t made it to the middle of Black Marsh), we cannot let even a relatively good humored Thalmor officer get wind of this. EVER.

Do you speak Saxheel?

I didn’t think so.

Marcus says it wasn’t his fault. There were these ruins; there was this temple– he had already got dressed for the … uhm thing.  Party. And, anyway, he was doing one last walkthrough and pushed on a rock and it opened this door and welllll…

Marcus says he and Auriel have an understanding.

Marcus? What sort of party was it–

Ah. Mages guild.

Really, that’s all we need to know.

Yeah, I think the elf is gonna find out about it. We’ll have to see how Marcus looks in goggles and facemask–  Sedave says no, no–

There’s always the daedric realms:

 

So that’s our choice?

Fantastic.

I can’t wait to meet the interrogation officer.

Sigh.

 

Sedave the stylist–

Well, we’re going to skip back in time a little, since I brought out the Kissie the Orc series a bit too early. I couldn’t wait to get her out there, though– it was pretty entertaining to have Sedave restyle her, and I think we have now set a trend amongst orcs. Now to develop a nail lacquer that can stand up to blacksmithing…

So before all this, we had Sedave work on Marcus a bit for us.

Marcus says that he is much prettier than Kissie and he at least knows how to stand so he MUST be easier to work with–

And even Sedave is rolling his eyes.

 

Anyway, with no further ado, this is how that first session went–

Marcus thinks it’s very amusing that we can’t actually understand Sedave, but he’s happy to translate for us:

Sedave would like to point out, that the changes that we see here’s simply a matter of outfit, lack of beard, and attitude.

Now he’d like to have Marcus try the wigs.

I think I will not ask why Sedave travels with wigs. I am pretty sure that Marcus couldn’t have been carrying all that about in his satchel.

Could he?

Marcus has picked his favorite, I think.

Sedave concurs.

The others are nice for costume-work, but this one works the best.

Sedave agrees.

Sedave says sometimes the wig on its own is sufficient:

Hey Sedave? Don’t you think you should be keeping a closer eye on Marcus? He’s over there digging around in my chest of stuff…

Marcus says he’ll settle down but only if he gets to try out the black. He knows we’ve got the black dress in there somewhere.

Marcus?

Take off that damn hood.

 

Marcus!

Oh, all right.

Marcus will take off that hood, too.

Sedave tells Marcus that he’d better behave and get some good pictures, because he’s looking great.

Oh?

Until next time…

But before we go, Marcus would like to remind us that we started with this:

Marcus says that Sedave is worth every septim.

Sedave smiles.

 

 

Kissie the orc

Well, actually it’s Ghissog gra-Ugor but, I ask you– Who wants to be saddled with that?

Kissie is a friend of Marcus’.

When we started asking questions, trying to see if Sedave had a c.v. or even, well, a portfolio, whatever Sedave told us was completely incomprehensible.

So Marcus told us about Kissie.

Kissie’s from some horrid place out in the Rift, where the Orcs are whiney milkdrink— what?

Marcus says, it does not matter what Alfgar says, that word is not okay. Do not use that word. Marcus is refusing to explain. So it must be pretty bad. What about snowba— ooh. Is THAT what that means? Yikes.

Anyhow.

Kissie.. excuse me, that is just a pet name, Marcus says– Ghissi started out life as the daughter of an Orc ranger.

Oh.

See there, Marcus. Kissie says that name’s just fine.

She had an ordinary life, working around the forge, being a dutiful and helpful orc maid–  alright.

That might be kind of a stretch.

She wanted more out of life– so after a lot of argument and turmoil, she left.

Went to the Legion for a little while, but it wasn’t for her. Not exactly the life of glamour. Notwithstanding the armor, of course.

So Kissie left. It turns out that the Imperial Legion has no interest of chasing its runaways through the wilds of Skyrim.

Kissie knew how to fend for herself in the wild, and she built her own cozy little home in a tree in Falkreath.

I decided not to investigate the thorny question of how she got to know Marcus, but she did, and when we were talking about this whole business of personal transformations et cetera, Marcus suggested that maybe she’d be willing to volunteer.

So we packed up Sedave and a lot of equipment and went to go find her. In case you are wondering, Sedave does not travel light. Bring at least one extra mule.

Sedave told Kissie she had a lot of potential:

She seemed dubious.

She wasn’t convinced, until–

Sedave smiles. He said it wouldn’t take too much magic.

Sedave was right. The camera’s gonna love her.

He says he’s got some more ideas. We’ll be back.

Preset- KISSIMAX by Marmotte.

ENB- Snapdragon Prime/Snapdragon profile

Skin- Real Women of Skyrim and Unslaad Keizaal (face and body normal map by Marmotte in the Kissimax file).

 

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