You know, when you’re playing Skyrim every now and then you can end up meeting/talking to a God or Goddess and in order to get some mystical perk, some cool weapon, a neat piece of armour and yada yada you have to agree to their terms. These terms can space between creepy to PRETTY FUCKING BAD (like sacrificing a friend of yours on a spooky altar) most of the time, but you don’t care ‘cause you want divine presents (it’s the truth, don’t judge me).
So, of course, I was expecting some freaky request from lady Nocturnal too when I was doing the whole Guild of Thieves trip of quests. I was already expecting some nasty demand of hers and do you know what she wanted? She wanted me to guard her stupid sanctuary if it ever occurs.
To. Guard. Her. Stupid. Sanctuary.
Nocturnal. Noc. Nocty Noc. My boo. I’d do that out of selfless generosity. Out of the good of my heart. I’d do it whenever without you giving me anything in return. If you wanna go out to walk your dog, I’m gonna guard that shit, you hear me? If you want to go on a vacation with your lover, I’m gonna hunt down whoever tries to steal the silver service, do you understand? That’s NOT a damn holy request in exchange of very cool powers!!!! It ain’t, Nocty Noc, my boo!!!! That’s just common decency!!!! Ask me to burn a village for you!!!! Ask me to cut a hand for you, give up my soul for you!!!! Ask me to kill another God for you!!!! That’s a request!!!!! Not looking after a bunch of sculpted rocks!!!!! Get your head in the game, mate, the fuck are you doing??!!
The Daedric Prince whose sphere is the night and darkness. She is also known as the Night Mistress and “Lady Luck”. Although Nocturnal has arguably one of the largest followings of all the Daedric Princes, she has no form of organized clergy. Worshipers of Nocturnal consist primarily of those who operate in darkness and night, such as thieves and spies. However, Nocturnal’s deception is not usually meant to be harmful or violent in the manner of Boethiah. Rather, the unknowable nature of Nocturnal is the core of her being, and serves no real ulterior purposes beyond being mysterious. Thus, while thieves may consider Nocturnal their patron. Nocturnal has three mortal servants upon Nirn who are known as the Nightingales. The Nightingales serve Nocturnal directly, granted the power over shadow, subterfuge and strife in exchange for their service. Once a Nightingale enters into their contract with Nocturnal, they are bound for life and beyond to serve the Night Mistress in guarding the Twilight Sepulcher and in Nocturnal’s realm Evergloam until Nocturnal feels the Nightingale’s contract with her has been fulfilled.
[Here’s Bendy’s main staff at the Devil’s Roost nightclub. He’s only hired attractive women because he’s awful. The’s nocturnal ladies needed something to do, and he was happy to oblige. Betsy is the only one that lets him get away with anything too ‘workplace sexual harrasmenty’
The Barmaids are:
Betsy- human/toon. Melancholy flapper. Life is pain. Really loves moths.
Evelyn- barn owl. Sweetheart. cutesy. Polkadot everything. Favourite band is System of a Down.
Millie- badger. That cute mum friend. Hugs-a-plenty. Really fancies Clarence.
Rita- hedgehog. Excessively quiet and shy. Really fancies Millie.
Clarence- Highland Cow (yeah I know the horns are wrong, but he’s a fluffy ginger cow, okay?) Loves ballet and rugby. Writing a screenplay.
Singer: There’s a live band, but she’s the main singer they have.
Audrey-bat. She’s beautiful and she knows it. Really nice and kind. A bit racist though….The kind that makes you cringe but you think ‘oh its just a product of her time, but that’s not okay though’ but then you chicken out and don’t call her out on it…why do you do that?
Bendy- a bulldog/cat…thing? could be an owl? Maybe more a cat? Some sort of weird devil thing anyway. Cockwomble. Fat. Enjoys the suffering of others. Is awful. Don’t talk to him. He might eat you. ]
Two ships once sailed in the same vicinity, now only one remained; flying a blackened flag, a pirates flag. The sound of raging fire now dying down as the ship that had been plundered sank into the water.
Those that remained were forced on their knees hands bound behind their backs. Many of them knew the ship, knew whom they were now dealing with. The ship Nocturne and it’s merciless captain Loki Laufeyson.
Boots clicked on the deck, drawing closer and closer to the crew that kept their swords or pistols aimed at their prisoners. “Move aside gents..” A rough, but very female voice called from behind them and for all the rumors of the pirate that could never be caught one was wrong; he was a she. Her hair was as black as the charred hull of her ship adorned with braids and beading, her emerald eyes powerful even her own crew consisting of men feared her. “What do we ‘ave here..” She smiled wickedly.
Kneeling in front of one of them she reached out, stroking their cheek in a mocking fashion. “Bad day for sailing mate, wouldn’t you agree.. If you came out here looking for me then congratulations! But that is one bounty you won’t be collecting on sweetness..”
I’M SO SORRY if you don’t want to be tagged in these sorts of things you can message me if you want me to untag or w/e I honestly just sat here and listed people as I thought of them so I’m probably missing a lot and if we’re mutuals like just send me a message tbh and i’ll add you
There’s also a lot more I like for like informative purposes but I didn’t feel like including those. OH ALSO, some of these are 18+ (okay like a hell of a lot of them are 18+) so like don’t follow if you’re under 18 they’re gunna block you anyways