"Under Her Eye" - Skyrim Quest Mod
Paul Warren for Loreius Anthrillian
Loreius was Avenoir's saving grace throughout her time with the Thalmor. The son of Alinor's Chief Illusionist, Loreius was one of the few people permitted to spend time with Avenoir. He himself is highly gifted with Illusion magic, once cited to surpass his father - until he fell for Avenoir. He suffered great punishment at the hands of the Thalmor for helping her escape, which inevitably changed him from the wide-eyed mage he'd once been.
Loreius is relatively smooth-spoken, gentle and charismatic, but has a darker side now that feels a little too close to the surface for comfort. He seems completely well intended and kind, as Avenoir remembers, but it's sometimes hard for him to shake the demons of his past. It's important to note, Loreius is NOT outright evil. He genuinely wants to be a good, normal person, and his tone should reflect that kind of innocence until the second his dark side kicks in against his will.
As an Altmer, Loreius requires an RP British Accent.
Please only audition if you can pull this off convincingly, or are native. Being native myself, I can near always tell.
(quick, evasive, awkward - just been caught in a bit of a lie and is trying to play it off)
Oh, n-nothing! I don’t know. Weeks on the run will do things to the brain – not to mention the unbearable cold in Skyrim. How can anyone have a single clear thought round here? *nervous laugh* (pause, then more upbeat and playful) Well, regardless – lucky she does have you, or she might never have made it! Powers or not, her sense of direction is deplorable...
(charming, upbeat, sincere)
Enough of that! This ought to be beautiful – euphoric! – like the grove we’re in. Why don’t we, uh... have some wine and buck up, already? I’d been saving it for afterward, but I rather think some liquid courage is in order all round.
(dark, venomous, quietly manic)
*almost mad laugh, cackle-like* They opened my eyes, friend! Showed me who she really was. And I thought it would end me, the pain – the burning – but I was born for more than simple tortures. That’s what they told me. And I intend to prove it.
(Combat taunts - aggressive, shouting, threatening)
None will even remember your name!
I’ll see you BURN!
Come on, come on - this is PITIFUL!
