DarkRider

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Nice adds ladyonthemoon and WhoGuru! Cant wait to drag Kibwe on the road that pup of his should be useful to have around

You could use the existing map markers or really any xmarker headings as your variables for where to land, that should protect players against falling from unexpected heights.

And posted! It took a bit to find my rhythm again after moving TESA, but the adventure continues!

Hours into their journey, the foyada proved more challenging than any nix hound pack and as Savior’s hooves slid on the loose slate of the cooled ash for the hundredth time since they started, P’urza dug her claws into Red’s side; quietly hissing at being jostled repeatedly. Red winced and shifted her flesh off the claw points, “Starting to feel like a pin cushion up here.” “This one feels your pain,” the Khajiit answered in what may have been her attempt at sarcasm. The lady thief sighed wryly, “This pass must have seen a lot of rain recently, it’s not usually so slick as memory serves.” “And how does your memory serve that?” Fin spoke up from behind them suddenly. Red looked further down the path where the wood elf was pointing and pulled Savior up to a stop, “Whoa....shit.” Up ahead of them, blocking the way through the ravine, was a large floating netch. From a distance it was hard to tell if it was male or female (truth be told it would be hard to discern up close too) but it wasn’t common to see cows alone and that meant a potential for trouble. “Well...they’re just like big cows right? Gentle giants they say,” she mused aloud. “This one wants to go back to the tavern,” P’urza muttered. Fin brought Rabbit up alongside Savior for a better look and she had a nip at him when he moved his snout into her face, “It’s restless,” the ranger noted the netch swaying anxiously, running its tentacles over the nearest rocks searching for something to eat. Red nodded, “It’s a wide path, if we just go slow and stay to the edge, we can get around it. It’s one cow...right?” she cocked an eyebrow at Fin. Fin shrugged, “That sounds like the sort of thing people say right before they die.” She snorted over a laugh, “Have some faith Bosmer.” Red nudged Savior forward bravely, pulling him wide to the edge of the path even though the center had been the smoothest footing by far. As they reached the netch, the air was nearly vibrating around it and the ravine felt quite a bit smaller than before. She was unconsciously holding her breath and she could feel P’urza leaning into her nervously. She felt a pit drop into her gut when the creature’s belly glow ebbed and darkened from blue to red before it rose and turned toward her. “Go!” Fin shouted. Red kicked Savior forward just as a massive tentacle swung over their heads and crashed into the ravine wall scattering rocks in every direction. Fin pulled Rabbit to the other side of the ravine, charging her behind the netch as it closed in on Red. It swung one of its back tentacles at them causing Rabbit to whinny and kick out to get away from it. The netch was certainly a bull, and by its sudden interest in throttling them it was undoubtedly mating season; a time bulls were the most dangerous and unpredictable. It pursued them with dogged persistence, throwing small trees and large boulders into the path ahead of them to trip up the horses. Red pushed Savior hard toward the daedric ruins hidden in ashlands ahead knowing it would offer their best chance at finding shelter. As she broke from the foyada the smoke blackened spires rose up as if from nothing and she soon found herself dodging through a labyrinth of stone toward the main complex. A large boulder struck a spire nearest to her and sent a rain of daedric stone pouring down on them in a hail of sparks. P’urza hissed and leapt from Savior to one of the spires, scrambling to the top and pushing a heavy stone urn down on the netch as it drew close. The beast wrapped its many arms around the spire and pulled it down with ease, causing P’urza to drop down on the other side of a stone wall from Red. “Khajiit,” Fin called, offering a hand as he rode passed, pulling P’urza up into the saddle behind him. Up ahead they could see Red vanishing into the open maw of the ruined complex. “Here! Through here!” she shouted to them as she led Savior down into the safety of the ruin’s entry hall. The passage was far too narrow for the bull netch to follow though it made a few halfhearted grabs after Fin and P’urza as they joined her. Hopping down to the ground, P’urza growled and lobbed the nearest clay pot at the netch; it rumbled when the vessel shattered across its brow and finally moved off, abandoning the chase for the moment. “That was close. Lucky thing you didn’t dull your claws on my armor,” the lady thief teased her ruffled friend quietly. “Khajiiti claws do not dull,” P’urza’s whiskers twitched in distraction, “why does this one smell eggs?” Fin drew his bow off his shoulder ready to venture deeper into the ruin’s dark tunnels, “It’s sulfur, this place has been touched by Oblivion,” he brushed a hand over the carved ruins, lifting a reddish dust on his fingertips, “...long ago it seems.” “Let’s see if there’s any part of it unplundered shall we?” Red said, leading her companions toward the heavy door guarding the entrance, “It’s not like we’ll be able to leave anytime soon.”

Nice to see you Jello! Sorry for the delay folks, I have an add coming today, just hit a little writer''s block

UPDATE: We are completely migrated to the new server and the rent is paid for a whole year so we should be set here for a while! We are still under construction as long as the hats are on the logo, we have modules to update, content to update/clean, new features to bring online etc. Please continue bearing with us, it's a lot to do!

We expect some level of permanence as on the smaller server we'll need to make sure we don't get too big. But regular participants on site, like yourself, have options to upload. You could get a paid VIP membership, or shoot me a PM to discuss becoming a Project Leader with your own forum for your projects FREE, or even become an Ambassador which is a title we reserve for fairly well known members of the wider ES community or just well known to us

If you humor me and clear it manually does that help?

Anyone experiencing this oddity needs to clear their browser cache to view the site correctly on the new server. It's just a glitch.

Site Update: We're back! Sorry for not giving you guys more notice on the server move. I mean, we knew it was coming but then the host auto shifted domains on me when I purchased the new server plan and we had to hustle to get stuff moved over to it just to get the site back up! The board and most of the modules are working. Some attachments are still in transit so some images may not render yet, they will be fixed soon. The downloads section is still in transit so many mods will NOT download yet. Give us some time to finish moving. We're bringing TESA live so those regulars who have an addiction to her can get their fix! We still have a lot of moving and cleaning to do so as long as the construction hats are on the logo you can expect some bumps! I'll post another update when Downloads are all moved over here.

Only $100 to go! If you can kick in toward the new server, please help us keep the lights on! Again, you can pledge through our sister site here: http://www.druidgameworks.com/forums/index.php?/donate/make-donation/ Just select the TESA server from the goal list before pledging!

Nice one! I’ve been brain storming some trouble for us to run into

Ive added again since everyone seems buried in the CK at the moment There’s an opening for new players to join the adventure in Balmora! If you’re not at the Tavern yet you can always join us there or along the way!

The next morning, the sun was shining in wide bands that broke through islands of dark clouds overhead yet all around the Tavern, raindrops pattered lazily on the broad leathery leaves of the coastal trees. Fin stepped out of the Tavern and into Vvardenfel, stretching his back before slipping his bow across his frame. It was a stark contrast to the cold forests of Solstheim he had left the night before. Behind the Tavern he found a stable exactly like the one hundreds of miles away in the north, and despite the impossibility, there he found Rabbit waiting for him, tossing her head happily as she munched on a pile of hay the stable hand must have given her. In the stall beside her, Red’s mount Savior was trying to get her attention, running his snout over the high wall between them and grunting in earnest. Rabbit stopped eating and whinnied sweetly when she saw her Fin, dancing happily in place when he reached over the gate to pet her. Savior bumped the back of Fin’s shoulder in annoyance and the wood elf chuckled as he pushed the gelding’s nose away. “Hey now,” he chided lightly, “don’t give up so soon, she’s particular.” “Aren’t we all?” Red chuckled as she walked in on their exchange. “All what?” P’urza asked curiously, not understanding what her Red friend was talking about. Fin opened the stall gate and stepped inside with Rabbit to brush her out and saddle her up himself. He noted the lady thief seemed set on doing the same with her horse, stable hands be damned, appreciating their bond. “This one hopes Balmora will have something sweet,” P’urza mused as she draped herself over the end wall of Savior’s stall to watch Red work. The thief laughed, “The half dozen sweet rolls you had for breakfast are wearing off already?” P’urza shrugged, “There are sweeter things than rolls.” Finished, the ranger led Rabbit out of her stall by her reins, “I’ve haven’t been to Balmora since it was rebuilt, but I’ve heard tales.” Red nodded, “Then you know to watch your back.”

Thanks mate! We’re getting there!

We’re planning to move to a cheaper server, but we have to raise $200 to do this as the cheaper server bills annually not monthly. But that $200 will keep TESA up for a whole year! So if you can kick in, we would really appreciate if! You can pledge through our sister site here: http://www.druidgameworks.com/forums/index.php?/donate/make-donation/ Just select the TESA server from the goal list before pledging!

Update: All mods that are staying have been moved, many that were orphaned with few downloads were removed. The downloads section is no longer open for uploads unless your membership is one of the colored ID groups. Next thing to go will be attachments. You can manage your attachments from the user nav. We’ll be deleting them all to clear the system so you have a couple days to download anything from your inbox that you want to keep. Once uploads are nuked, storage limits will be added to keep the bloat away!

Congrats!

It’s quite an old game, it likely doesn’t sell very well year to year now. It’s probably not that they don’t care but more than likely the money men say there’s no money there to justify putting any more attention into it. That’s fairly common in the industry overall though, studios are usually chasing the next new thing.

I’ve posted a short piece just to move us forward a bit and to show the new folks that not every add has to be a thousand words to play. Now is a good time to jump in for the next adventure!

“As long as the snows are behind us, I wouldnt mind the ride,” Fin replied finishing his meade with a satisfied sigh. He stood and put more coins on the counter than his drink was worth, “I’ll take a room for the night, and to return to for a time.” Red nodded at Fiska when the orc woman collected his coins, taking a few of her own from her purse to pay her way, “Me as well.” ”Who knows, maybe I’ll find new contracts in Balmora,” Fin added as he headed for the wide wooden stairway leading upstairs, “I’ll rejoin you in the morning. Till then thief, good rest.” Red waves with a chuckle, “I look forward to our next adventure, ranger.”

Ding dong the Troll is dead and into the Tavern come Fin and Red! My next add is posted, looking forward to seeing some new players!