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Amanaia Female Wood Elf
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by Gankaku
Hello and thank you for your interest in my character Amanaia! Please feel free to use her as is, or you may like to change her hair, lips and eye color. Or just use her to jumpstart your own great looking character.
Requirements:
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None. Amanaia is a plain vanilla character. However, I found that I liked her best with two face mods (load NF first, then the patch mod) recommended below.
Recommended:
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1. Natural Faces: http://www.tesnexus.com/downloads/file.php?id=6631
2. Danis13 Patch for Natural Faces - http://www.tesnexus.com/downloads/file.php?id=6631
To use:
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* Unzip to your Oblivion/Saves folder
* Fire up Oblivion
* Load the AmanaiaFinalSewerExit save
* Say yes when you get the "some content may not be available" message.
* Play
Enjoy!
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Amanaia's Story
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Her mother bore her under an ancient and wonderfully sky-high oak tree, thus her name in an elven dialect - Ama- meaning beautiful and -nai meaning oak. Although Amanaia was as petite and light as any other of her wood elf friends, her heart was as strong and honest as the old oak she was born beneath.
Amanaia's instinctual mother sensed rumblings of the future - the feel of evil planning to transcend upon the people of Tamriel. Others felt it too and there were various signs of preparation over the years by the peoples. When Amanaia was very young, one day her father announced he would go away for a long time to train with the Blades so that he could take part to protect their world from what was sensed to come.
As Amanaia grew, her mother recognized her daughter's extraordinary nimbleness, her keen eye and steady hand. Loving flowers, herbs, roots and plants from when she was young, Amanaia also showed a growing interest in herbs and alchemy. Her mother enrolled her in a training center outside her village that was dedicated for improving young wood elves' skills. Amanaia thrived in the center, never failing to impress the instructors with ingenious applications of her growing knowledge in archery and alchemy. She started also to dabble in the use of blades, and in magic. Her instructors recognized her skills truly surpassed those of her peers, and she was destined for something special.
On fine day, Amanaia was summoned to meet with the head instuctor. When she arrived, there were guards all around. She searched her mind for anything she might have done wrong but came up with nothing. She was taken through a secret passageway behind the head instructor's office that lead to an underground cave. There she saw several of her instructors, the head instructor, and members of the Blades. Then her eyes shot straight to her father! After a lengthy hug and warm greetings and a tiny bit of catching up between them, the head master motioned for everyone to sit.
There were rumors of an attempt on Uriel Septim's life. They needed someone with her skills to act as a prisoner. She needed to gather information, and this task could put her life in danger. She had little idea that she'd actually meet the Emporer there, nor knew that her sharp skills thus far would not be enough to repel the attack on him that she'd find herself witnessing.
Neither would she imagine that one far day she would quite possibly find herself a hero of Cyrodiil itself...
Amanaia Female Wood Elf
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by Gankaku
Hello and thank you for your interest in my character Amanaia! Please feel free to use her as is, or you may like to change her hair, lips and eye color. Or just use her to jumpstart your own great looking character.
Requirements:
=============
None. Amanaia is a plain vanilla character. However, I found that I liked her best with two face mods (load NF first, then the patch mod) recommended below.
Recommended:
=============
1. Natural Faces: http://www.tesnexus.com/downloads/file.php?id=6631
2. Danis13 Patch for Natural Faces - http://www.tesnexus.com/downloads/file.php?id=6631
To use:
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* Unzip to your Oblivion/Saves folder
* Fire up Oblivion
* Load the AmanaiaFinalSewerExit save
* Say yes when you get the "some content may not be available" message.
* Play
Enjoy!
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Amanaia's Story
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Her mother bore her under an ancient and wonderfully sky-high oak tree, thus her name in an elven dialect - Ama- meaning beautiful and -nai meaning oak. Although Amanaia was as petite and light as any other of her wood elf friends, her heart was as strong and honest as the old oak she was born beneath.
Amanaia's instinctual mother sensed rumblings of the future - the feel of evil planning to transcend upon the people of Tamriel. Others felt it too and there were various signs of preparation over the years by the peoples. When Amanaia was very young, one day her father announced he would go away for a long time to train with the Blades so that he could take part to protect their world from what was sensed to come.
As Amanaia grew, her mother recognized her daughter's extraordinary nimbleness, her keen eye and steady hand. Loving flowers, herbs, roots and plants from when she was young, Amanaia also showed a growing interest in herbs and alchemy. Her mother enrolled her in a training center outside her village that was dedicated for improving young wood elves' skills. Amanaia thrived in the center, never failing to impress the instructors with ingenious applications of her growing knowledge in archery and alchemy. She started also to dabble in the use of blades, and in magic. Her instructors recognized her skills truly surpassed those of her peers, and she was destined for something special.
On fine day, Amanaia was summoned to meet with the head instuctor. When she arrived, there were guards all around. She searched her mind for anything she might have done wrong but came up with nothing. She was taken through a secret passageway behind the head instructor's office that lead to an underground cave. There she saw several of her instructors, the head instructor, and members of the Blades. Then her eyes shot straight to her father! After a lengthy hug and warm greetings and a tiny bit of catching up between them, the head master motioned for everyone to sit.
There were rumors of an attempt on Uriel Septim's life. They needed someone with her skills to act as a prisoner. She needed to gather information, and this task could put her life in danger. She had little idea that she'd actually meet the Emporer there, nor knew that her sharp skills thus far would not be enough to repel the attack on him that she'd find herself witnessing.
Neither would she imagine that one far day she would quite possibly find herself a hero of Cyrodiil itself...