Random Screen-Shots! (Re-blogged)

I have many new screen-shots to sort through and decided to re-blog this August offering of same. I have quite a few new posts pending, so please bear with me!

I hope that your respective weekends are going well.

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Random Ramblings; Myriad Musings

It’s been a while since I posted some screen-shots, so here are a few recent ones of some of my in-game achievements. I neglected to take any screenies during the recent Mid-Year Mayhem event, as I was live-streaming my gameplay and the fighting was fast and furious! Taking screen-shots when engaged in battle can cost precious seconds, and mean the difference between surviving a swarm or dying an ignoble death at the hands of uncoordinated, no-talent noobtards!

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A new pet – he’s a noisy little critter!

A macabre tableau.

What happened here? Only the skeletal remains know, and they aren’t talking.

Find the final ancestral tomb…

…and locate the lost library.

Return with evidence of forgotten lore…

Collect your reward from the grateful, hardworking lore-master!

New furnishing placed in the manor courtyard.

The majestic guild-hall of Sepultura’s Sanctuary!

Mid-Year Mayhem crowning: the newly-minted “Star-Made Knight!”

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Sepultura’s Saturday Screen-Shots: Steampunk City!

Here’s a small selection of some of my most recent in-game screen-shots, as promised! In these images I’m exploring the new, steampunk-styled land of The Elder Scrolls Online, the awesome game that I enjoy playing. I’ll be live-streaming some gameplay later on this evening, so tune in to my Twitch channel if you’re awake, grab a drink and a snack, and watch the fun!

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Sampling a freshly-made batch of the old crone’s brew.

Flame-inspired meditation in the forest…very relaxing.

A new tree has sprung up in the garden of the grand manor…

It is certainly an interesting addition!

The entrance to the city of cogs and gears.

What the…? I’m shrinking!

Facing off against an army of automatons…

There – that should take care of them!

The new scenery is fascinating, and quite pleasing to the eye.

New quests and adventures await the intrepid explorer!

Paying due homage to the Mad God, with offerings of meat pies and cheese. Will he heed my humble request?

A friendly crow delivers a personal, welcome message…

Yes – success! Sheer perfection.

1st Friday Fun: Screen-shots! (Re-blogged)

Another busy weekend of gaming looms! My “5 On Friday” posts will resume next week; new screen-shots and fan fiction excerpts are also forthcoming. In the meantime, please enjoy this reblog of mine from 1 September!

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Random Ramblings; Myriad Musings

Wow – September is here already! I’ve been so busy that time is flying past rather quickly…but that’s a good thing. I’m getting a lot of things accomplished of late, now that tedious distractions have been removed! Time for rest, relaxation, and a bit of recreation, so enjoy these recent screen-shots and a bit of music to start this Labor Day weekend off right.

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Nereids at the shoreline

Quiet study in the forest

Fire-breathing winged frog…feisty little critter!

Some serene jungle scenery

Lumber-mill capture – resources are important in the war effort!

Fortress siege – capturing the inner circle!

Repairing the outer gate

Running of the scroll

Returning the scroll to its proper place…

Success!

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Excerpt: Seclusion (Re-blogged)

I’m putting the finishing touches on a few posts that will be published on a schedule over the weekend, since gaming will be of primary importance. Enjoy this re-blog of an excerpt from my 2016 NaNoWriMo fan fiction!

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Random Ramblings; Myriad Musings

She jolts awake. The nightmare, again. It haunts her, as it has every night for…how long has it been? Time has gotten away from her.

She rolls over on her back, staring at the root-canopy that forms this sizeable, yet well-concealed, den. It had been inhabited by a troll until recently; she had seen to its unceremonious eviction. Its pelt makes up the rough bed in which she was sleeping, while its decaying head rests on a boulder about five feet from the front entryway to the den. The presence and stench of it keeps away all intruders, including the nearby band of giants. They are only eight in number, so tending to their small herd of mammoths is of more importance than a dead troll. It is one less troll that will attempt to prey on the calves, and the smoke from their massive communal fire eliminates the stink…

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Another Shameless Gaming Promotion!

*** Disclaimer: I receive no compensation, monetary or otherwise, from these personal gaming promotions. I enjoy The Elder Scrolls Online and will talk about it on my blog from time to time. I have done so since I began playing it in 2014; I’ve been blogging and writing much longer than that!

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Guess what – it’s time for another shameless gaming promotion! The latest seasonal in-game event, the Witches’ Festival, begins this coming Friday and runs until 1 November. This festival was the very first seasonal event, which I acknowledged in a post that can be found here. There will be a chance to earn special gear, recipes, and costumes which might have been missed out on the first time, and there will be new costumes and a special polymorph to wear for those massive zerg-raids!

A limited-edition abode of sorts will also be available for purchase during the event – if you earn the right to own it, that is. If you’ve ever wanted your own private, haunted hovel shrouded in mist at the edge of the moors, now’s the time to get it! I have a few creepy pets which would feel right at home…

Last but not least, the latest addition to the in-game world drops on Monday, 23 October. This chapter re-introduces a very popular part of The Elder Scrolls III: Morrowind, and is loads of fun for the Steampunker which resides in many of us die-hard geeks, freaks, and nerds! If you’ve wanted to explore the lands on your very own clockwork mount, with a fabricated replica dragonfly hovering behind you, then this downloadable content (DLC) can be yours for free if you subscribe to the game. If you don’t subscribe, you can get the DLC for in-game crowns, which is a good option – the package gives you a special mount, non-combat pet, and a few extra trinkets to get your character off to a quick start.

I will be broadcasting my gaming sessions this weekend in order to share the fun and festivities, just click the link here to go directly to my Twitch channel. Enjoy the show!

Saturday Screen-Shots: In-Game Fashions (Re-blogged)

Enjoy this re-blog of mine from January, which features some of the in-game fashions and costumes added to The Elder Scrolls Online since it launched in April of 2014.

A few more unique costumes have been acquired since this post was first published, so I will have some brand-new gear to show off before the year is over!

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Random Ramblings; Myriad Musings

I took a few screen-shots of some of the various costumes that have been added to my favourite MMO, The Elder Scrolls Online (TESO). These costumes are a bit of fun, and have the added bonus of your ability to ‘dye’ them any colour you wish, as long as it is a hue which has been ‘unlocked’ by specific achievements that you accomplish in-game. The more you earn, the more colours that you have to play with! The outfits are perfect for guild events and other role-playing activities, and sometimes it’s just fun to head to the battlefield in your finest gear, or look appropriately noble when you challenge some low-born, scurvy dog to a duel, LOL

The costumes, initially, were only available when you hit certain levels. Others are articles of clothing which you find in containers throughout the lands that you explore. With the addition of the Thieves’…

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Excerpt: Welcome Respite

*** Author’s Note: This is the first of some new excerpts of my fan-fiction, which was written during the NaNoWriMo challenge for 2016. I’m still debating on whether or not to participate in this year’s challenge, but I’ll be certain to let you know if I do!

© GDH 2016

Thunder rumbles overhead. This third storm in a fortnight heralds the changing of the seasons here in the tropical southwest of the continent. Steady rain falls and patters on the canvas tops of the merchant wagons at the trading post, the roofs of the various businesses and residences surrounding the merchant’s circle, and the carved stone top of the local transitus shrine.

Water runs down the curved stone pathway near the gated wall separating this province from the adjoining one; the extra security has been a necessity since the onset of the war. This pathway leads up the hill to a cozy cottage, which is nestled behind a stout wall comprised of well-laid stone and intricate steel latticework. Inside this cottage, coals burn low in the fireplace. A crystal glows with a soft, blue light in the corner closest to the door. This light is muted for the person slumbering in the canopied bed in the far corner, as it has been placed just behind a grand vase bristling with a large, healthy aloe-type plant.

A black cat stirs itself from under the bed, yawning and stretching as he emerges from the shadows. He looks up at the sleeping figure, then prowls to the door and exits through an opening which has been fashioned solely for his entry and egress. The figure in the bed shifts slightly, turning from her side onto her back, left arm behind her head and right arm resting across her chest.

A louder peal of thunder sounds. Sepultur’a’s eyes open to mere slits; she blinks a couple of times, smacks her lips, and stretches. The fine-woven cotton sheets are smooth on her freshly-scrubbed skin, both a courtesy of the laundry and spa in the distant city of the Orcs, far to the north. Her hair is bound in a silken snood, a small luxury item she allowed herself after weeks of wearing roughly-sewn jute under her heavy helm.

She remains in bed for a few moments, listening to the sound of the thunder, enjoying the soft noise of rain tapping on the peaked roof. The privacy and quiet is welcomed, and she smiles as she thinks again at what a wonderful gift this house is. She has heard that Canthiorn’s business is booming and thinks that paying him a visit is in order, as a hall for her own growing guild will be needed soon.

She pulls back the covers and sits up, stretching again. Standing, she moves to the fireplace and squats to adjust the flue, adding fresh kindling to the smoldering coals. As the fire takes hold, she prepares a kettle for tea and then tends to the meats which have been hanging and slow-cooking overnight. She bastes the hunks with the drippings captured, then turns them in a clockwise direction so that they will spin gently and roast to juicy perfection. Slicing off a strip of flesh, she nibbles it as she kneels near the cedar trunk at the foot of the bed. The cat slinks back inside, shaking water from his paws in an almost prissy manner, then saunters over to his mistress with a purr and curls around her ankles, clutching them with soft paws. “Good morning to you,” Sepultur’a says, rubbing one of his ears and sharing some of the meat.

After wiping the grease from her fingers, she opens the trunk and pulls out a tunic and a pair of soft, loose-fitting trousers. Her underclothes are draped over the back of the chair at her desk; she pulls them on, dons her outer garments, and pours a cup of tea. She moves to the door, opens it, and steps out onto the covered front porch, leaving the door ajar so the fresh air can circulate throughout the cottage.

A bright flash of lightning lights up the courtyard, the reflection caught in the windows of the guard-towers above. Sepultur’a begins to count, barely getting to the number five before a deafening clap of thunder sounds. The storm is nearly overhead. She sits on the steps, just out of reach of the rain, holding her mug of tea in both hands. The mug is warm as she inhales the delicate scent of the tea. She blows over the top of it and sips at it lightly, enjoying the minty taste.

The courtyard has flourished with life since she took ownership of the house, with unique blooms cropping up in various corners. The dark plant with glowing fronds of deep purple still has its place just inside of the courtyard gate. The glow is now captured and refracted by bits of crystal which have mysteriously appeared, seemingly of their own accord. Another odd plant has begun to grow near the well. She has seen many like it in the lands of the Dark Elves; tentacle-frond plants which seem to possess a rudimentary sentience. This one waves its tentacles at Sepultur’a whenever she draws water from the well, as if saying “hello” to her. On one occasion she had extended a hand towards it to see if it would respond, and the tentacles had clasped her fingers with a gentle caress.

A winged toad creeps out from a crevice in the wall of the cliff, regards Sepultur’a for a moment and then hops to the well. With a clumsy flapping of its stubby wings, it perches on the edge and sits, blinking in a slow, sleepy manner. It puffs out a bit of flame to toast a large dragonfly which buzzed within its range, then flicks out its tongue to catch the smoldering husk as it falls.

Sepultur’a leans her head back against the wooden railing of the porch, holding her mug of tea and closing her eyes, listening to the thunder and the soft sound of the falling rain. It is good to be home.

Sepultura’s Sunday Screen-Shots: 1 October 2017!

October, already? This year is flying by…but, we all know that time flies when you’re having fun! Kermit the Frog says that time’s fun when you’re having flies – it’s all about perspective, isn’t it?

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I’ve been catching up on some gaming this weekend and wanted to share some screen-shots of my in-game action. The Elder Scrolls Online is the best game to come along in years, and I’ve been enjoying it since it launched in April of 2014. I love the way it is evolving and expanding, always adding new things to keep it fresh and entertaining. I definitely plan on playing it for some time!

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Repairing a door after a successful capture.

Siege engines up – retake the crucial home keep!

The Doctor has taken the crown – an excellent display of teamwork!

Time away from the battlefield; visiting a lonely grave.

A feathered friend squawks approval.

Standing on the balcony of her grand, new manor…

…Sepultur’a surveys the courtyard, admiring the fruits of her labours and trials.

A reflecting pool, graced by the goddess of dawn and dusk.

Greeting a welcome guest…

…the knighted Titan-born in his finery.

Taking in the lovely scenery…

Sitting upon the hard-won throne. It is surprisingly comfortable!

Flanked by loyal, faithful, and trustworthy companions.

Having a drink near the statuary and shrubberies.

Time for an intimate meal…dessert to follow.

5 On Friday: My Excerpts! (Re-blogged)

Bonus re-blog: five of my fan-fiction excerpts! New ones will be posted in October.

Random Ramblings; Myriad Musings

Happy Friday, everyone! I’ve selected five excerpts from my fan-fiction-related short story for today’s installment of my “Five on Friday” posts, in preparation for a more regular schedule of my writings. I also added a few new screen-shots for the viewing enjoyment of all!

I hope that your respective weekends are off to a great start. Mine certainly is!

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Festivities: This excerpt details some of the goings-on during a celebratory dinner.

Comeuppance: Revenge is a dish best served cold, as detailed in this brief tale.

Seclusion: Self-driven solitude is a necessity, at times – for the protection of others, as well as oneself.

The Wild Hunt: A cure for an illness comes in an unexpected ritual.

The Entertainer: Confidence can be earned, and learned, from the most obscure sources.

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Sepultura’s Screen-Shots: Sundas, 17th Hearthfire

It’s been some time since I posted screen-shots of my in-game action, and there is quite a bit to catch up on! Enjoy the scenery, won’t you?

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A rapturous explosion of sun-worship

Wabbajack…

Wabbajack…

WABBAJACK!!!

Trajectory of a trebuchet: hit the wall which has the health bar!

Ballistae and a battering ram at the door of a keep – ’tis all about the penetration.

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The Doctor has taken up the scroll…

…run, you clever boy!

The TARDIS has been crowned Empress!

Time for some much-needed, well-earned rest and relaxation.

Admiring a newly acquired statue…

Sepultur’a greets her consort.

Wine and music in the private courtyard…

Titanborn sings and plays a soft serenade for his lady love.

The empress, resplendent in her regalia!

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