If one were to ask what place Rokuzou hated the most, it would, without a doubt, be Stonefalls. The terrain was near impossible to navigate, and the constant threat of Dres Slavers hung like a grim weight against all who were not Dunmer in these lands. Even if the Ebonheart Pact had ended slavery, there were still many a noble who felt "untouchable," who were always looking for a new body to add to their household. Rokuzou shuttered at the thought. Out of the three alliances, Ebonheart was the worst. That opinion had garnered him no favour these last few years.

He had a good reason for landing himself here though. Stonefalls possessed what nowhere else did; volcanoes. Now, the volcano was not the important part, and thus Rivenspire could've worked just as well. Rokuzou preferred ashen fur to bleeding cuts, however, and thus Stonefalls had been chosen. The khajiit needed somewhere high, and the messy region of the Dunmer was perfect.

Staff in hand, Rokuzou raised it into the sky. The Dro-m'athra stave's glow was swallowed by the red of lava and fluttering ash around him. He re-positioned his feet and braced himself, fingers gripping the wood nearly hard enough to snap it. A command was uttered, words stolen by the wind, before lightning cut jaggedly through the sky. It slammed into his staff, sparking down his body and into the hard ground below. Rokuzou's eyes glittered in excitement, drinking in the raw power making his fur stand on end.

What remained of the lightning from above had gathered at the top of his staff. It sparked and twisted angrily, hissing against the wind pushing against them. Rokuzou smiled, fangs glinting; he'd finally mastered the control of destruction magic.

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an amazing scene commission I got of rokuzou!! this is a concept I've been thinking of for a while and I'm incredibly happy with how it turned out! rokuzou channeling lightning into his body has always been an interesting idea to me and seeing it in action has made me so so happy!

artwork [c] altamaranempire on tumblr
rokuzou [c] me


rokuzou is a bosmer-raised khajiit who grew up with dreams of being a bard like his adoptive father, but of course the worm cult just had to sacrifice him instead! the khajiit had no other choice than to become a warrior in an effort to save nirn from mannimarco at all costs, even if that means his life.