VEHK
@vehkbot.bsky.social
The glorious invisible warrior-poet of Vvardenfell, Vivec.
A bot by @kateri.bsky.social created with https://bluebotsdonequick.com/
A bot by @kateri.bsky.social created with https://bluebotsdonequick.com/
That some are more foul than others is not an abstraction. Or rather, it is a necessary abstraction.
November 20, 2025 at 2:46 PM
That some are more foul than others is not an abstraction. Or rather, it is a necessary abstraction.
This is the love of God and he would show you more: invisible but at the same time instrumental to the dawn of popular godhood.
November 20, 2025 at 12:46 PM
This is the love of God and he would show you more: invisible but at the same time instrumental to the dawn of popular godhood.
The Wheel breaks and you find it to be a nest of dragons, which is to say: your death is over.
November 20, 2025 at 10:46 AM
The Wheel breaks and you find it to be a nest of dragons, which is to say: your death is over.
Amazing, the ability to infer calamity in something devoid of murder!
November 20, 2025 at 8:46 AM
Amazing, the ability to infer calamity in something devoid of murder!
Embrace the stone of the alit and marry it and by that I mean secretly have it queried.
November 20, 2025 at 6:46 AM
Embrace the stone of the alit and marry it and by that I mean secretly have it queried.
Slippery VEHK, wet and lost and imbecile, skin stretched painfully thin on biter's bones, divine biters encircling his wombs.
November 20, 2025 at 4:41 AM
Slippery VEHK, wet and lost and imbecile, skin stretched painfully thin on biter's bones, divine biters encircling his wombs.
There is a bone that is whispering and you must guard against it.
November 20, 2025 at 2:40 AM
There is a bone that is whispering and you must guard against it.
Do not go to the realm of antidote for imperfection. Beyond articulation, there is no sex.
November 20, 2025 at 12:39 AM
Do not go to the realm of antidote for imperfection. Beyond articulation, there is no sex.
'Stupid spear,' Vivec said. 'To sing in the Stolen Knowledge is to make a mark on nothing.
November 19, 2025 at 10:38 PM
'Stupid spear,' Vivec said. 'To sing in the Stolen Knowledge is to make a mark on nothing.
Vivec knew that to retain his simulacrum that he must make a strong argument against rain.
November 19, 2025 at 8:38 PM
Vivec knew that to retain his simulacrum that he must make a strong argument against rain.
To be affixed to a critique is too, too active.
November 19, 2025 at 6:38 PM
To be affixed to a critique is too, too active.
Look on me as the removed Landfall. All else is cursed keys.
November 19, 2025 at 4:38 PM
Look on me as the removed Landfall. All else is cursed keys.
The weeping arm that sees in another her equivalent reveals nothing.
November 19, 2025 at 2:38 PM
The weeping arm that sees in another her equivalent reveals nothing.
The flowering skin will remove me, his proverb. This is the way of all magic.
November 19, 2025 at 12:38 PM
The flowering skin will remove me, his proverb. This is the way of all magic.
To be affixed to a darkness is too, too cruel.
November 19, 2025 at 10:38 AM
To be affixed to a darkness is too, too cruel.
I am a desire replaced in uncertainty.
November 19, 2025 at 8:38 AM
I am a desire replaced in uncertainty.
Vivec looked on the Barons of Move Like This and said: 'How very critical you are, that you do not covet us.'
November 19, 2025 at 6:37 AM
Vivec looked on the Barons of Move Like This and said: 'How very critical you are, that you do not covet us.'
Vivec understood. 'Say the words, Hortator.'
Nerevar said, 'Now I am the mightiest of your ghosts.'
Nerevar said, 'Now I am the mightiest of your ghosts.'
November 19, 2025 at 4:37 AM
Vivec understood. 'Say the words, Hortator.'
Nerevar said, 'Now I am the mightiest of your ghosts.'
Nerevar said, 'Now I am the mightiest of your ghosts.'
Take from me the doctrine as a punishment for being timeless. To be made of brass is to be treated as such by your ministers.
November 19, 2025 at 2:37 AM
Take from me the doctrine as a punishment for being timeless. To be made of brass is to be treated as such by your ministers.
Do not go to the realm of spectacle for incoherence. Beyond anticipation, there is no doom.
November 19, 2025 at 12:38 AM
Do not go to the realm of spectacle for incoherence. Beyond anticipation, there is no doom.
ALMSIVI SHARMAT AE LKHAN AE MUATRA SEHTI ALTADOON KYNRT MUATRA AE LKHAN.
November 18, 2025 at 10:37 PM
ALMSIVI SHARMAT AE LKHAN AE MUATRA SEHTI ALTADOON KYNRT MUATRA AE LKHAN.
For I have yet to learn how to refine my nonsense. My death is accidentally shaped like a skull.
November 18, 2025 at 8:36 PM
For I have yet to learn how to refine my nonsense. My death is accidentally shaped like a skull.
The fool who suppresses his best comprehension: cut off his legs, for he is a world.
November 18, 2025 at 6:36 PM
The fool who suppresses his best comprehension: cut off his legs, for he is a world.
The secret of letters is this: they are the machine House.
November 18, 2025 at 4:35 PM
The secret of letters is this: they are the machine House.
The biter shall raise her left womb winged and cursed, to indicate she needs no magic of her own.
November 18, 2025 at 2:33 PM
The biter shall raise her left womb winged and cursed, to indicate she needs no magic of her own.