The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim

The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim

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Ultra Realism Mod (WIP)
Category: Audio, Gameplay
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Jun 8, 2013 @ 12:05pm
Jun 12, 2013 @ 8:16am
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Ultra Realism Mod (WIP)

- Mod updated to version 0.01
- Gastrointestinal caelum effects improved.
- Player motabolism calculations match scientific equation realism.
- Coeliac disease, fructose malabsorption, mild infections, parasitic infections like giardiasis, several inflammatory bowel diseases, bile acid malabsorption, functional chronic constipation, small intestinal bacterial overgrowth, and chronic functional abdominal pain remastered and recoded.

"Prisoner name, Carolara Moorhart. Breton, female, aged twenty-eight," An ebony-haired Imperial woman spoke nearly to herself, copying down information from one piece of parchment to another by meager candlelight, carrying out the Empire's bureaucracy. "No birth or census records. No known kin. Notices posted for arrest: High Rock and Hammerfell in the year Four Hundred and Twenty-Four... Skyrim in the year Four Hundred and Twenty-Five. Arrested in Mournhold by Tribunal Temple Ordinators for attempted thievery in the year Four Hundred and Twenty-Six... and handed over to the Imperial Legion upon discovery of the past notices."

The Breton in question fidgeted in place, testing the chain binding her wrist irons curiously, but stopping the moment she caught one of the men eyeing her. Being the only Breton in the room made her look and feel quite small, bringing up her bound hands to fuss with one of her copper braids.

"Reason for transfer?" The woman that had been rambling on before whilst filling out forms looked up at the guards, holding her quill just off the paper in preparation to write down the answer.

"Local instability," One of the men replied. "You should know that, Viccia."

Viccia clicked her tongue as she took down the words. "Yes, yes, and you should know I'm required to ask. Shame about Morrowind really. Place seems to get worse every year."

He shrugged. "What do you expect, bunch of crazy Daedra worshippers."

A little sigh from the bureaucrat. She blew the ink on the parchment dry and folded it up, her eyes then moving to the prisoner. "Well, unless Miss Moorhart would like to make a statement for the record I believe we're done here."

"More like a question," said Carolara, letting her hands drop and a smile cross her lips. "You at least serve real food here in Cyrodiil, right? I can't bear to eat another bug egg, they taste like horse sh- ah!" She was interrupted as the man holding her chains gave them a mighty tug, nearly causing her to fall to the ground. Once she got her balance back however she stayed quiet, taking the hint but snickering quietly to herself.

"I'm sorry about that, Viccia." The guard gave his prisoner a deathly glare. "But don't get this one talking. She's been nothing but sass all the way from Mournhold and it only stops when you gag her."

"Sass nothing. I was just trying to lighten the mood," the Breton grumbled low enough as to not be heard.

"That's quite alright," The unamused Viccia put her signature on the document and intertwined her fingers. "I don't expect decent manners from the criminal rabble that comes through here, I've had worse. Just take her down and drop her off in one of the empty cells and she'll be off your hands."

Minutes later Carolara was thrown onto the cold stone floor of her new cell, the guard locking it behind her and leaving without a word, glad to be rid of his burden. She got up to have a look around. The first thing she noticed was that it was twice as big as her cell in Mournhold, and the entire door was made of bars instead of just a small window near the top. This made it possible to look out and see the hallway between cells, and even see into the ones across from her.

As she gazed about, brown eyes trying to adjust to the darkness, the Dark Elf in the cell right across from her own was sizing her up. A smirk on his face he rose to his feet and came up to his own door, leaning against the bars to leer at her. "Pale skin, freckles, snotty expression. You're a Breton!"

"Yes," Carolara confirmed, interested in possible conversation but suspicious of his haughty tone. "What of it?"

"The masters of magicka, right? Hmph. You're nothing but a stuck-up harlot with cheap parlor tricks!" He laughed loud enough to echo.

"I'm not even a magick-" She shook her head, refusing to get roped into this. "Sure, right as you like." The Breton turned away from the bars and strode over to the little wooden table in her cell. She lifted the jug; it was heavy with water, and she could sure use some.

"Go ahead, try your magicka in here," the Dunmer just kept taunting her while she poured water into her cup. "Let's see you make those bars disappear." She just spared him a brief glare, but that was enough to keep him going. "No? What's the matter? All this mod really does is give you gas. Not so powerful now, are you Breton?"

"By the Nine, will you shut it!" Carolara finally hollered back, a couple of voices from further down the row answering in agreement.

He cackled, able to sense by her tone he was getting to her. "You're not leaving this prison 'til they throw your body in the lake. Oh, that's right. You're going to die in here, Breton! You're going to die!"

The clay cup went hurtling through the air, smashing into the bars of the elf's cell but still dousing him in the water it carried. Carolara realized all too late that it had been her only cup and winced, making a mental note to ask the guards very, very nicely for another in the morning. But for now, she had to rub it in a little, pulling on what little knowledge of Morrowind she'd gleamed during her stay in Mournhold and its prison. "You're just mad because your Province is a hell-hole, you silly Daedra-worshipping savage, now put a lid on it!"

The Dunmer was livid now and doubtlessly ready to give a scathing answer to that, raising a finger and opening his mouth. But suddenly, the door at the top of the stairs swung open so hard it struck the wall. "Quiet!" The jailor bellowed down into cells, "Or must I find hard labor for those who can't seem to sleep?"

The threat of hard labor was enough to silence both parties in the argument, retreating to their piles of hay to lie down. Carolara fell asleep a bit easier than she was used to, comforted somewhat by the presence of a window in her new cell and she was able to see a few stars as she drifted off.
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CandyCrane Apr 23, 2016 @ 2:57pm 
'This item is incompatible with The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim. Please see the instructions page for reasons why this item might not work within The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim.' Guys please chill,this made is incompatible with skyrim right now,the developer ain't got time to update it
Vince Dec 27, 2015 @ 4:18am 
A giant story where the description should be. Very helpful.
❤ Mae ❤ (spoopy) Nov 18, 2015 @ 3:40pm 
how to get parasitic infection!
GrondAttack Nov 6, 2015 @ 3:08pm 
Fructose malabsorption sucks. It really sucks.
HeMayKillAll Nov 5, 2015 @ 7:26am 
you know the creator of legacy died right?
Slimtimster02 Oct 28, 2015 @ 3:31pm 
This is Hilarious
Mental68x Sep 19, 2015 @ 12:38pm 
-=KORAL=- Aug 29, 2015 @ 5:06pm 
its a very immersive mod...
Kausinanarchy2 Aug 2, 2015 @ 9:37pm 
The mod adds real life effects like more common diseases. thats all i know.
Mr. Seal Aug 1, 2015 @ 6:06am 
Man... WTF..... dont install this shit