#njada

[mazurga]

Athis vs Njada Stone-arm

#skyrim #gif #elder scrolls #ifttt #companions #dark elf #dunmer #athis #nord #njada stone-arm #jorrvaskr

[nerevar-quote-and-star]

Artanis: So . . . are you okay with Farkas and I being together?

Njada Stonearm: Oh yeah! Farkas’s a good person and he’s like a brother to me. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I’d do him if he’d let me.

Artanis: . . . I’m glad we had this talk.

#wow #njada stonearm #oc: artanis felagund #farkas #murder wife and wolf husband #companions of jorrvaskr #whiterun #nerevar queue and star #incorrect quotes #incorrect elder scrolls #incorrect skyrim quotes #tes #the elder scrolls #skyrim #the elder scrolls v: skyrim #source: the expanse

[found-family-tournament]

Found Family Tournament Round 1 Part 23 Group 114

Propaganda and further pictures under the cut

The Companions: Kodlak Whitemane, Skjor, Farkas, Vilkas, Aela the Huntress, Njada Stonearm, Ria, Athis, Torvar, Vignar Gray-Mane (& Brill, Eorlund Gray-Mane, Tilma the Haggard)

Iruma's Adopted Family: Suzuki Iruma, Opera, Sullivan

Submissions are still open!

The Companions:

The Companions are a guild of warriors stationed in Whiterun, one of Skyrim’s capital cities. Members of the Companions refer to each other as Shield-Siblings (“Shield-Brother/“Shield-Sister”). Although they claim not to recognize an official leader, Kodlak acts as the guild’s chief advisor and is viewed as a sort of father figure. The guild’s senior members (Kodlak, Skjor, Farkas, Vilkas, Aela) comprise a sub-faction called The Circle and secretly possess the ability to transform into werewolves.

Iruma's Adopted Family:

Iruma's parents sell him to a demon and instead of eating him that demon becomes his doting grandfather and buys him literally everything he could possibly want or need. Opera is his nonbinary catbutler and they are also super protective of Iruma they are all family they love each other Iruma loves them very much and appreciates them for removing him from his abusive parenrs

#tumblr polls #poll #polls #tournament poll #found family #found family tournament 2023 #tumblr tournament #tournament #The Companions #The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim #Iruma's Adopted Family #Welcome to Demon School Iruma-kun! #Kodlak Whitemane #Skjor #Farkas #Vilkas #Aela the Huntress #Njada Stonearm #Ria #Athis #Torvar #Vignar Gray-Mane #Brill #Eorlund Gray-Mane #Tilma the Haggard #Suzuki Iruma #Opera #Sullivan

[babyblueetbaemonster]

TESMERmay 2022 --- MY ideas :)

Ha, ha ha, HAHAHAHAHA!

Long post

Memer

ft. Adoring Fan

Farmer

ft. Dravin Llanith

Boomer

ft. Baladas Demnevanni

Drummer

ft. my Nerevarine Sunny

Customer

ft. Brithaur and Earil

Charmer

ft. my Dragonborn Nay and the companions

Hammer

ft. Aldos Othran

Bummer

ft. Arvel the Swift

Performer

ft. my Nerevarine Sunny and Gureyne Selvilo

#tesmermay2022 #tes #the elder scrolls #skyrim #oblivion #morrowind #adoring fan #dravin llanith #baladas demnevanni #tes oc #oc: sundros #shivering isles dlc #brithaur #earil #oc: naythaa #the companions #athis #njada stonearm #ria #torvar #aldos othran #arvel the swift #tribunal dlc #gureryne selvilo #i can't believe i can draw this much in one day that was fun

[elderscrollsconfessions]

Confession: I change the height of certain characters that I interact with a lot, ie The Companions. Farkas is the tallest. Vilkas isn’t quite as tall. I make Njada about 1/4 her original height. Suits her personality.

#I could hear Uncle Sheo saying this in his voice as I read this Confessor #The Companions #Skyrim #Njada Stonearm #Farkas #Vilkas #The Elder Scrolls #TES #ESC

[kagedbird]

Continued from this Taliesin: *frowning the more Vilkas, Ria, Farkas, and Aela continuously try to talk to Allora, along with Torvar, Athis making side commentary about her outfit; Njada constantly trying to degrade her; Skjor making snarky commentary and agitating the young woman more. He leans over to Allora to murmur in her ear* I do believe these are the nastiest friends of yours I've ever met. Do tell me your standards aren't always so low? Allora: *used to all the bullshit Skjor and Njada are spewing, desperately trying to remain professional and polite with the quad, and ignoring Athis and Torvar* I picked you up into my group, didn't I? Taliesin: Well, ouch. That was unnecessarily true. Good to know you're sense of character is at an all time high, seeing as you did still take me in regardless. Allora: *snickers, leaning close and bumping her arm against his softly* Who could say no to a pretty face like yours? Taliesin: Indeed, I am quite handsome. Thank you for noticing. Allora: We love the confidence, Tally. *sips her mead with juniper, sighing afterwards* At least no one has asked me to- Torvar: H- *hic* hey, why don't you give us *hic* a song? Can't be a party without a song! Allora: -aaand I spoke too soon. Taliesin: *remembering the last time she sang to a dragon, giving her a terrified glance* What? Sing? Here?! You'll bring the entire building down! Allora: *snorts and laughs, covering her mouth and setting down her drink* Haha- hahaha! N-no, haha! That only h-happens when I use my magick, hahah. We're fine. I've sung at a lot of taverns, don't worry. You're silly. *to Torvar and the others whose attention were caught* Sorry, but I didn't bring my lute with me. Ria: We have plenty of instruments here! Feel free to borrow one. Taliesin: *under his breath* Are all of them so daft they can't understand not wanting to do something? Vilkas: *sneers* We didn't ask for your opinion, knife ears. Aela: If Allora didn't want to perform, she would let us know. Did you not want to? Allora: *gives a firm stare at Vilkas before tugging on her under fur armor sleeves nervously* Well... I don't really know what to perform tonight. And I promised Bren I wouldn't stay too late. Njada: I doubt your performances are much of anything anyways. I'm tired of hearing those two raving about your singing. Allora: Congratulations, I'm not singing. You win. Are you happy about it? *rolls her eyes* Torvar: Ni- *hic* nice going, Njada. Athis: I still say we could be spending our time doing something better like training. None of these festivities are helping us muster our strength. Farkas: Rest days are just as important as doing the work outs. Train too hard and you will be too exhausted to fight. Just take it easy for today. Njada: Yeah, I'm sure Allora knows all about taking it easy. Allora: *too tired for this shit* You wanna fuck me so bad it makes you look stupid. *sips her drink, uncaring* Taliesin: *guffaws as the table has various spit takes or choking noises*

#TESSDE AU #tes #Skyrim #Skyrim Taliesin #Torvar Skyrim #Njada Skyrim #Vilkas Skyrim #Farkas Skyrim #Aela Skyrim #I originally had it say something else but you know what. This is much better. #I love that line and it doesn't get used enough and also Skyrim doesn't know memes #So I get to combine my favourite things because it is VERY funny to me

[phoenixofthestars]

love you too Njada 🥰

#this is because I couldn’t reblog a post with this clip lmao #skyrim #npcs #njada stonearm #my posts #Source

[juleteon]

Headcanon scars for few of The Companions of Whiterun 

#the companions #skyrim #vilkas #farkas #aela the huntress #sketch #my art #[ Vilkas turned out so wonky but w/e I'll embrace being cringe ] #[ Athis would have scars on his asscheeks idk how to justify it but I just see it ] #[ I imagine Njada having a scar going over her upper lip.. Maybe sometime later in life. but one that shows a bit of tooth ]

[madam-whim]

Making a List

When Vilkas stepped into the mead hall alongside Aela, both of them in need of a bath after a job involving a cave full of bandits and a chase across what felt like the entirety of the Whiterun plains, he immediately noticed most of the other Companions gathered at the far end of the dining table, involved in an animated discussion about what seemed to be a piece of parchment on the table between them. That in and of itself wasn’t odd – it might just have been a contract of some kind, or a bounty letter, but the fact that Torvar wasn’t nursing a drink and Njada and Athis weren’t fighting caught his attention. He could tell from the look on Aela’s face that she was equally intrigued, and so she was right behind him as he walked over to the group.

“What exactly are you doing?” he asked them, and while he wasn’t quite sure what kind of answer he had expected, “Making a list!” was not it. It was also not a very satisfying answer, a thought Aela immediately voiced.

“A list of what?” she questioned. “It can hardly be more shopping, given that we passed Farkas and Rienn down at the market, and they’re busy lugging around whatever Tilma says we might need.”

“No, no, it’s nothing like that,” Ria said without looking up from, well, the list. She was currently adding something to it, Vilkas noticed, and did not deem it necessary to really answer the question.

“That looks about right,” she finally decided.

Athis, who sat next to her and therefore had the easiest time reading whatever it was she’d written down, nodded. “I’ve had that one thrown at me as well.”

“Would someone please explain what is on that list?” Aela finally cut in, clearly annoyed at being mostly ignored.

“Thanks, Aela,” Vilkas muttered – he was not a very patient man when it came to silly matters such as this.

It was Njada who finally spoke up.

“It’s nothing all that important, just something we’ve been thinking about for a while. You know how you always encounter some draugr whenever you enter an old ruin?”

“Yes, naturally,” Vilkas sighed. “I don’t see how that’s relevant, unless, of course, all of you have suddenly become very interested in the different types of undead warriors.”

“Not quite,” Njada said. “It’s not so much about the draugr themselves, but about what they say. We can’t understand any of it, but they do seem to have some favorite lines. Insults, if we’re right. So we’re making a list.”

“A list. Of insults.” Aela’s eyebrow shot up.

Vilkas could relate, and though he was not sure he really wanted to know, he still asked, “To what end?”

“Actually, that’s where Rienn comes in,” Ria explained. “She once told me that the draugr speak in what she called Dovahzul. The dragon language.”

“So we thought that since she’s pretty good at that shouting business by now, and the shouts are in the same language, she might… translate all of this stuff for us,” Torvar added. “That’s what the list is for, so we don’t forget anything now that we have an expert on hand.”

“And you are sure you have nothing better to do than to bother Rienn with this…?” Aela asked, somewhat amused.

Vilkas supposed that she didn’t quite see the point of knowing what insults some long-dead bonemen were spewing, and neither did he.

“We have some work to do, Athis and I,” Ria admitted. “But there’s no use in leaving now, it’s a vampire den and it’s nearby, so if we left now, we’d have to fight them at night. The sun’s going to go down in an hour or two. I’d rather fight them when I can retreat back into daylight.”

“Smart choice,” Vilkas found himself agreeing, even if he still did not necessarily approve of the way the four of them chose to spend their evening. “You don’t want to be out at night with those things chasing you.”

Nodding, Ria turned back towards the list and began scribbling another entry.

Aela simply shook her head at the others’ antics.

“Well, Vilkas, I think we should leave them to it,” she announced, grabbing his arm and leading him away from the group. “Let’s get ourselves cleaned up, and then we can rescue your woman in case they ambush her as soon as she’s done carrying a week’s worth of food.”

Vilkas simply rolled his eyes at her. “How many times do I have to tell you this? Rienn’s my friend, nothing more.”

“You just keep telling yourself that,” Aela smirked, patting him on the back. “She might still need a rescue, though, so you, my friend, should get rid of all that dust and blood clinging to you.”

The Harbinger rolled his eyes at the huntress, but let himself be pulled down the stairs towards the living quarters anyway.

The first thing he heard when he came back upstairs some time later was laughter. He hadn’t been gone that long – he’d only taken the time to wash up and get the worst of the blood off of his armor – but it seemed that Farkas, Rienn and Tilma have returned from the market. As Aela expected, the other Companions seem to have dragged Rienn into their ‘research’ already.

Farkas, meanwhile, was leaning on a pillar not far from the group, clearly amused, so Vilkas decided to join his brother.

“How long have they been at this?” Farkas greeted him, taking a sip from the mug he was holding.

Vilkas shrugged. “Not sure, but when Aela and I got here, they were already working on their collection of draugr insults and clearly had been at it for a while.”

“Except most of them don’t seem to be insults,” Farkas pointed out. “More like threats of pain and death.”

“Hardly surprising, if you ask me, but then again I suppose they’d find insults more fun.”

“Seems like it,” Farkas confirmed, “given that Athis suggested coming up with their own. Rienn says her vocabulary is limited though, at least where this stuff is concerned.”

“I can imagine,” Vilkas chuckled.

Rienn… did not like curses and insults all that much, and on the rare occasion she was angry enough to use them, the ones she already knew served her well enough.

He could hear her now, her tone exasperated but not yet at a point where rescue was necessary, talking about the one insulting phrase the Companions seemed to have uncovered.

“No, Torvar,” she explained with her face hidden in her hands while the other three cackled, “it’s really just a literal translation. Lir means worm. Nothing else. Dovahzul is very… direct. There aren’t many hidden meanings, and insults based on, let’s say, human anatomy don’t exist. No need to worry.”

“See, told you so,” Njada wheezed, though she was laughing so hard one could barely understand her.

“Do you think,” Farkas asked after listening in on that particular conversation for another few moments, “that it’s time to get Rienn out of there before the others get any other bright ideas?”

Vilkas, noting that there were, in fact, several more drinks than there had been on the table a while ago, nodded. “I think it is. Or else they might want to start learning shouts, and that is a spectacle I don’t want to witness.”

“Into the fray, then,” Farkas huffed as he pushed himself away from the pillar, and Vilkas followed. He still owed Rienn a favor anyway.

Dragonborn or not, there were simply some situations she needed help with, and dealing with slightly drunk Companions intent on learning how to insult dragons and draugr alike in their own language was certainly among them.

______________

@tes-summer-fest​ Day 5: Language

#tesfest22 #something lighthearted this time #nothing hurts i promise #oc: rienn #vilkas #farkas #aela the huntress #torvar #ria #athis #njada stonearm #tilma #skyrim

[croptopscout]

I went to Jorrvaskr to sleep so I could sell all my shit the next morning and Njada was just. dead. literally still half on her bed. and everyone was just asleep like there wasn’t a dead body right there. just a normal day in whiterun

#skyrim #whiterun #the companions #jorrvaskr #njada stonearm #dragonborn

[thequeenofthieves]

Caitlin: You two should get a room.

Athis & Njada: ???

Vilkas: I agree, this tension is ridiculous.

Athis: But we're only standing next to each other?

Ria: Exactly.

#the elder scrolls #skyrim #incorrect oc quotes #oc posts #incorrect elder scrolls #caitlìn #vilkas #ria #njada stonearm #athis #the companions #anyone else walk into Jorvaskr and was like just go fuck it out already???

[nerevar-quote-and-star]

Aela the Huntress, to Njada Stonearm, after Njada beats Athis in another wrestling match: You are stronger than me. I would have given him rabies.

Njada Stonearm: What.

Vilkas: *looks off into the middle distance in disappointment*

#aela the huntress #njada stonearm #vilkas #athis #companions of jorrvaskr #whiterun #werewolves #nerevar queue and star #incorrect quotes #incorrect elder scrolls #incorrect skyrim quotes #tes #the elder scrolls #skyrim #the elder scrolls v: skyrim #source: tumblr

[fenmirth]

theyre in love your honour

#oc #Njada kiln #J. Kiln

[ariveth]

“eavesdrop” 👀

"YOU OUGHT'A STOP MAKING YOURSELF SO AT HOME HERE."

Njada Stonearm. A better name would be stone-tongue, given how brutally blunt she could be. None of the Companions liked Ariveth, this she'd known from the moment she'd first walked into Jorrvaskr, but the fiery warrior was certainly the one most likely to make it vocally known. She turns reluctantly from the dining table she'd been scouring for snacks, facing the warrior with crossed arms.

"On your orders?"

"Yeah, so best heed well."

"Or what — are you going to challenge me to a duel for Farkas' honour?"

Njada scowls. "He may give you free reign around here, but that doesn't mean anyone else buys the cute act. I can see what you are, even if he can't."

"And what's that?"

"An egotistical, manipulative opportunist."

"Ah, poetic," Ariveth snickers. "C'mon. You think he needs protecting by you, from me? Big, tall, strong man like him? Think he'll be just fine without your concern."

"If you had any decency," Njada snaps, "you'd leave him be. He may not know any better, but he deserves more than to be toyed with."

She's not sure why that grates on her so much, but it propels her forward, her smirk disappearing. "'May not know any better'? I'd be shocked at how little credit you give him, were I not already aware of how often his so-called brothers and sisters disparage him. Think I haven't heard enough shouts of 'icebrains' and 'oaf' since I've been here?"

Njada bristles. "You've no right to judge us," she warns, "you don't know us."

"Right, and I don't care to." She's neither sure nor aware of what possesses her to continue, but the words spill out quick and without pause: "I know him, though. Warm, loyal, quick to forgiveness, selfless with the kindest heart I've known. The most formidable warrior among you; humble about it, too. I couldn't care less about how well he can interpret daedric text or contemplate the aurbis in the face of that."

The nord's eyes narrow. "Oh, such sweet words from a narcissistic, honourless mercenary. No wonder he's fallen for your deceit."

Ariveth smiles humorlessly. "He knows that narcissistic honourless mercenary far better than you'd think. Y'should get used to me being around."

"Fine," Njada sneers. "Bide your time. Sooner or later he'll kick you out himself."

Ariveth's grin widens. "I'll take that bet."

#played a bit fast n loose w this one to include some of that companions drama hehe hope its ok!! #i feel like my girl njada would absolutely be the first one to confront her lkjsefdhc #✗ — ABOUT: FARKAS ｡ #✗ — INQUIRIES ｡ #austerulous

[juniperberries-canisroot]

Wilkas, pweese, twain me in twow handed, sniff sniff, pweese

He won't cause I've already used my 5 training sessions and I've been stuck at level 80 FOR FUCKIN EVER. I can't Legendary some of my skill trees cause I need the perks, like speech and sneak and a bunch of other ones, ones you can't easily spam cheese like Conjuration or Illusion.

So now I have to do the hard thing and swing a slow ass weapon at random bandits.

Really I just want all my skills trees to be at level 100. For no reason other than it looks cool. If I somehow find another trainer for the same skill will they train me or no cause I'm only allowed 5 training per level?

#Also ik my block is low #Njada won't train me thou #AAAAAAugg #Skyrim #Elder Scrolls #Elder Scrolls V #tes #tesv #skyrim shenanigans #I ALSO need to level my Restoration #thou I did learn of a trick to spam that one #I just need to find a low level draugr and trap them #easier said than done

[kagedbird]

TESSDE AU (+ Lucia :]) (Taliesin part 6!!)

Kodlak shakily walks up the stairs, huffing and wheezing, but eyes determined to go out with a fight. Lucia is behind him, terrified, but hears her papa and wants to know he's all right.

It's not looking great. Ria is fighting two on one, Njada is heavily injured, Torvar is downed, and Athis is struggling against one. Taliesin is trying to assist Ria, but is pinned, Berwhale just an inch too far to grab.

Kodlak: *lets out a bellowing roar as he charges in, slicing the two on Ria before bodily shoving the one pinning Taliesin. He takes several hits, but seemingly does not care as he carves right back into them*

Taliesin: *deeply breathing and rolls to grab Berwhale, seeing Lucia poking out from the stairs* Bumblebee! Hide!

Silver Hand 4: RAH!! *stabs their blade into Taliesin's shoulder blade before being punched away by Njada*

Lucia: PAPA!!

Taliesin: *woozy and bleeding heavily, but forces himself to his feet and shoulder checks a Silver Hand off Athis* I SAID HIDE!

Kodlak: *splutters and coughs up blood, managing to cut the cheek of one more Silver Hand before he's buried with blades, falling to the ground*

Njada: NO! KODLAK!

Silver Hand 2: We've compeleted our task! Fall back!

Silver Hands rush out of Jorrvaskr, dodging past anymore attacks and running for their lives, very few remaining from when they first entered.

Taliesin: *huffs and puffs, collapsing to his knees as he gulps in air, looking to Kodlak's body with a grimace* ...Darn it...

Lucia: *runs to him and hugs him tightly, crying* Papa! I'm sorry! I'm so- so sorry!!

Taliesin: *sighs, wincing at her tight grip but holds her back just as strongly, terrified he almost lost her tonight* We're all right, Lucia... we'll be okay... Gods...

#skyrim #TESSDE AU #skyrim taliesin #Ria skyrim #Njada skyrim #Athis skyrim #Torvar skyrim #kodlak whitemane #Lucia #tes #tesblr #death mention #whoops :( bye grandpa