It takes awhile to learn all of the different aspects of it, but it’s definitely worth your time. It can be frustrating at times, like if it stops responding while you’re working on something (trust me on that one). Just remember to save often.
If you need any help with it, just let me know.
Your Cait Sith looks magnificent, I’ve been looking for a program in which I can do some 3-D imaging for a while. I don’t suppose you can twist and turn the image in the program can you?
The Nerevarine, or better known as Al’k, walked deeper into the cave, killing the occasional rat or skeleton he met along the way. He has been walking for hours to get to this cave, but it was very important that he reached it. You see, this cave was the home to the mighty Umbra weapon, a God killing sword created by Kagrenac.
He turned a corner and was greeted with the sight of a Golden Saint guarding the large, iron door at the end. He simply blasted the Golden Saint to Oblivion and walked up to the door. He grasped the handle firmly and turned, pulling the door open. He walked inside, expecting more enemies, but to his delight, he saw the mighty Umbra sword.
He examined his surroundings for a moment, then took little time. He walked over and grabbed the handle, he pulled up and the sword came out of it’s resting place. He held the sword up, admiring it, it was a beautiful sword. As he was expecting it to be. But he was startled to hear a voice.
“That who which taketh the Sword of the Umbra out of it’s home, will be banished to a Middle Earth, a doomed land." it stated.
Al’k's answer was sheathing the sword and pulling his pitch black hood up over his head, hiding his face. He waited for what was to come... but nothing happened, he thought that perhaps the trap may have worn off over the long years, so he turned and walked towards the exit.
Upon exiting the cave, he fell to the ground in searing pain, it arched up his spine and it felt as if he was burning. There was a bright light, and he felt as if he was ripped apart... then nothing...
— -
Gandalf was enjoying his time with his good friend Bilbo. It had been far too long since they last spent time together.
Bilbo blew a ring of smoke, and Gandalf, took the chance to make a ship of smoke, fly through the ring.
“Gandalf my friend, this shall be a night to remember." said Bildo in a cheery mood.
Gandalf just nodded his head, happy to be back at the shire. Simple happy to be surrounded by the wildflowers and be next to the foothills
But he suddenly felt something very wrong, he turned his head down to the south. He felt some kind of magic in the distance, extremely powerful, why hadn’t he noticed it sooner?
“Gandalf, are you all right? asked Bilbo, shaking Gandalf out of his thoughts.
“Erm... um, yes, I’m fine, just thinking..." he replied, knowing something very powerful had entered their land, and that destruction followed it.
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The Nerevarine, or better known as Al’k, walked deeper into the cave, killing the occasional rat or skeleton he met along the way. He has been walking for hours to get to this cave, but it was very important that he reached it. You see, this cave was the home to the mighty Umbra weapon, a God killing sword created by Kagrenac.
He turned a corner and was greeted with the sight of a Golden Saint guarding the large, iron door at the end. He simply blasted the Golden Saint to Oblivion and walked up to the door. He grasped the handle firmly and turned, pulling the door open. He walked inside, expecting more enemies, but to his delight, he saw the mighty Umbra sword.
He examined his surroundings for a moment, then took little time. He walked over and grabbed the handle, he pulled up and the sword came out of it’s resting place. He held the sword up, admiring it, it was a beautiful sword. As he was expecting it to be. But he was startled to hear a voice.
“That who which taketh the Sword of the Umbra out of it’s home, will be banished to a Middle Earth, a doomed land." it stated.
Al’k's answer was sheathing the sword and pulling his pitch black hood up over his head, hiding his face. He waited for what was to come... but nothing happened, he thought that perhaps the trap may have worn off over the long years, so he turned and walked towards the exit.
Upon exiting the cave, he fell to the ground in searing pain, it arched up his spine and it felt as if he was burning. There was a bright light, and he felt as if he was ripped apart... then nothing...
— -
Gandalf was enjoying his time with his good friend Bilbo. It had been far too long since they last spent time together.
Bilbo blew a ring of smoke, and Gandalf, took the chance to make a ship of smoke, fly through the ring.
“Gandalf my friend, this shall be a night to remember." said Bildo in a cheery mood.
Gandalf just nodded his head, happy to be back at the shire. Simple happy to be surrounded by the wildflowers and be next to the foothills
But he suddenly felt something very wrong, he turned his head down to the south. He felt some kind of magic in the distance, extremely powerful, why hadn’t he noticed it sooner?
“Gandalf, are you all right? asked Bilbo, shaking Gandalf out of his thoughts.
“Erm... um, yes, I’m fine, just thinking..." he replied, knowing something very powerful had entered their land, and that destruction followed it.
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