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Alchemy Tools in Test

Nearly finished with my alchemy tools.  I’m in the process of testing them now.  Database and most of the queries are finished.  I need to polish the layout and interface.  My goal is to make them mobile web app friendly.

Published in: Site Information on January 9, 2012 at1:23 am Comments (0)

Alinius

My twin brother Alinius.  For most of our lives, the only family we had were each other.  Our parents were away on Thalmor business.  We were mostly raised by our Bosmer caretaker, Anariel.  She was more mother to us than our own mother.

We did not have sibling rivalry.  Perhaps it was our twin bond.  We felt we were male and female halves of the same spirit.  We were constantly trying to best each other, but not in a jealous or malicious way.  We strove to make each other better.

My name as pronounced by the Altmer dialect was az-ur-I-ah.  The Cyrodiilians pronounced it, ah-ZAER-ee-ah.  The Nords seemed to pronounce it ah-ZEER-ee-ah.  My brother called me “Zeri”.  I called him “Alin”.

Handsome, intelligent, and popular, Alin’s one fault seemed to be his vanity.  He rather lavished the attention and fawning of his many admirers.  The way they’d giggle and blush as he walked by made my eyes roll and stifle a gag.  He actively encouraged this, which would be proceeded by me lecturing him on courtly behavior.  He’d probably kissed half the girls in the Imperial City.  They didn’t even have to be pretty.  We moved to Alinor (Summerset Isles) before he could finish the other half.

I dreamed of his folded hands at his desk.  Long and slender fingers.  A male mirror of my own.  Nails neatly cleaned and groomed.  Privileged hands that had never seen a day of hard labor.  Perfectly chiseled, almost like a sculptors marble.  Flawless, except one scar that ran across his left knuckle that was caused by…

Wait.  Something was odd.  I wasn’t dreaming of his hands.  I was looking at his hands.  Incredible.  I wiggled his scarred finger.

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Published in: Story Blog on January 8, 2012 at4:41 pm Comments (0)

The Bard’s College

I walked up the steps to the Bard’s College.  My hands were shaking and my heart pounded.  I was taking a big step in my future.  College.  The transition from being a child to a young adult.

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I walked to the door and hesitated.  I took a big gulp, and walked through the door.

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Published in: Story Blog on January 6, 2012 at7:37 pm Comments (0)

Alchemy Tools–Coming Soon!

If you’ve been following my story so far, you might be wondering: “If this is the Skyrim Alchemist, where are the alchemy tools?”

A fine question!  A problem that I plan to remedy in the new year.  I started this website two fold:

1) My first playthrough was with a Nord huntress.  I found my imagination filled in a story as I played – emergent storytelling.  I did not play the Bard’s and Mage College quests, as I didn’t feel it fit my huntress character.  I decided to make a mage character, and share the story as it happened.  I wanted the story format to be in words and pictures.  I really enjoy being a Skyrim tourist, stopping to pose and snap pictures.
2) A vessel for alchemy tools.  There are a number of alchemy calculators out there already, but I would like to try my hand at creating one.  I need a personal project at the moment to hone some of my development skills, and this seemed to be a great opportunity to work on a small, pet project.  I have a couple of different tools in the works, which I plan to unveil in the new year.  My goal is for the tools to supplement the story.

Enjoy the holidays!  See you in the new year, with more story and tools!

Published in: Site Information on December 30, 2011 at5:25 pm Comments (0)

Solitude

20th Last Seed, 4E201

Despite the flurry of events the previous day, my sleep was dreamless.  I actually awoke a little disappointed.  I hoped to speak to the bronze dragon again.  He and I seemed to share a kinship.

I realized the foolishness of what I was thinking.  A kinship?  With a dream-dragon?  I must be going mad.

Or perhaps it was the tea I missed.  Am I getting homesick?

I brushed that thought aside as well.  There were plenty of reasons to be glad I was free of the Aldmeri Dominion.  It was not a charmed life.  At least, not for me.

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Published in: Story Blog on December 26, 2011 at5:24 pm Comments (0)

Whiterun

19th Last Seed, 4E201

Not a nightmare this time, but a strange dream.

On a snowy mountain top, a table, chair and Aldmeri tea were set for me.  Overjoyed, I sat and poured myself a cup.  The Nords only seemed to have beer, mead, and wine to drink.  I sipped, waiting for someone to join me.

My “guest” arrived on bronzed, tattered, leathery wings.  A dragon.  A very, very old dragon.

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Published in: Story Blog on December 21, 2011 at4:55 pm Comments (0)

Bleakfall Barrows

18th Last Seed, 4E201

Terrible nightmares.  I relived the moment of my head on a chopping block.  Except in my dream, no dragon appeared.  The blade was just about to slice my neck…

I awoke in terror, gasping.  When I calmed down enough to breathe normally, I realized my hands were on my neck, as though protecting it.

It was just before dawn.  I gathered my belongings, and scurried out the door without a thought to breakfast.  Better to be busy doing something, so my mind didn’t return to that awful memory.

I headed up the path to Bleakfall Barrows to retrieve Lucan’ claw.

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Published in: Story Blog on December 15, 2011 at9:27 pm Comments (0)

Helgen

17th Last Seed, 4E201

We arrive in Helgen.  Prisoners.  To be executed.

I was silent most of the journey.  There really wasn’t anything to say.  My dream of going to college in Skyrim is my nightmare.

When we were processed in the prison line at Helgen, the Imperial Hadvar says: “You can’t be with the Thalmor embassy. No, that isn’t right.”

I wanted to say, “Yes!  Yes, I am!”

But I stayed silent.  What was the use?  After my previous attempt mocked, it was pointless to fight it.

Me.  A prisoner.  With no name.

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Published in: Story Blog on at1:17 am Comments (0)

The Skyrim Alchemist

This is the journal of Azeriah Letholias, a high elf adventurer in the game of Skyrim.

I finished the main quest(s) previously as a Nord huntress.  I did not do the bard or mage quests, so this is a new character to explore these quests.  This blog will be an attempt to catalog my journey.  It also will serve another purpose, which I hope to unveil in the near future.

The premise of this new character, Azeriah, is she went to study at the Skyrim colleges.  I will be instituting a few self imposed rules in this playthrough:

1) Walk, or take public transportation.  No fast travel.  Jogging will be used sparingly – I will mostly walk.  Sprinting only in cases where it is really necessary – like running away from something!
2) Staves or daggers, but no heavy lifting of swords or shields.  Swinging a sword is simply too athletic for a wimpy scholar.
3) No thefts or murders.  I will not be joining the thieves guild or dark brotherhood.  These criminal activities would disgrace my family honor.  I will not be taking items that don’t belong to me.
4) I will change into normal clothing when wandering around town.  My combat gear is for adventuring.
5) Most of my blog journals will be “in character” format from the eyes of the character, but I may make a few “out of character” posts when sharing certain game details.
6) Although high elf in origin, I’m unsure whether I will join the Imperials or Stormcloak.  We’ll just have to see what happens!

Since I am blogging about my adventures, I may reveal certain plot points as “spoilers”.  I suggest finishing these quests yourself if you don’t want these surprises ruined for you by reading the blog!

The Adventure Begins!

Published in: Site Information on December 14, 2011 at7:32 pm Comments (0)