Trigger warning

Trigger warning: man the fuck up
"Trigger warning" is a new way of warning pussies on the internet that they're about to be offended so they better stop reading.
TRIGGER WARNING SEXISM OH NO--
This entry may be really boring because it's mostly fanfiction about Morrowind but already my piss is boiling because Morrowind is one of my fucking favorite games of all time so I'm ready for some shit.
I found this on ONTD_Political (of course) where some people are angry over sexism in video games or something--
I don't care, but what I do care about is Morrowind.

Fandom: Elder Scrolls: Morrowind
Size: ~2,400
Characters: Saje Eldros

NOT THE SAJE ELDROS!
you made him the fuck up.

Shishi

“There is another Telvanni in trouble. I need you to stop the Redoran attack on Shishi.” Aryon tells Saje over lunch.

“Shishi, Serjo?” From the name Shishi must be another Velothi dome the Telvanni have taken interest in, as part of their illegal expansion. Illegal by Imperial law, that is. The Empire does not want the Great Houses expanding and fortifying unchecked and there are provisions in the Armistice Treaty to maintain a balance of power among the Great Houses to prevent outright war in Vvardenfell.

But Imperial law was notoriously weak in Morrowind, especially in Vvardenfell, so the armistice was basically a marriage of convenience and all the Great Houses regularly expanded their authority both overtly and covertly and the Imperial authority was relatively powerless to stop it.
... Anyone who played the game would have been aware of this.
It's why the Telvanni (the group you're writing about, no less) regularly thumbed their nose at the Empire.
Like when the Empire outlawed necromancy to placate the Tribunal government and the Telvanni literally told them to go suck a cock?
WHY WOULD YOU WRITE ABOUT THE GROUP NOTORIOUSLY INDEPENDENT AND ANTI-AUTHORITARIAN IN YOUR SUBTLE POLITICAL FANFICTION?

To the Telvanni it is their right in self interest. The Velothi towers are artifacts of Dunmer ancestors and the land belong to the Dunmer.

The Telvanni were notoriously xenophobic and isolationist, yes, but their politics were also incredibly internecine and you could declare yourself Hortator by killing the other members of the council so I don't really think the phrase "Telvanni self interest" applies because--
fuck it.

A cool black nose sniffs at the table from the chair next to Saje. Small sleek Mephala, a black cat who is cunning and clever.

oh that's brilliant.
Naming your character after a god in the same universe you're setting your shitty fanfiction.
MEPHALA THE WEBSPINNER. WONDER IF SHE'LL BE CUNNING AND PLOTTING--

In-game I would make Sarasvati romanciable but here she will play a definite role. In my storyline she is the mother of my Dovhaakin character in Skyrim, Sage Aryon.  

... Morrowind takes place like 200 years before Skyrim. The notion of anyone being the mother of anyone in that kind of time frame is ridiculous.
Notice the mention of Dragon lore.

Dragons wouldn't really be creatures mentioned in Morrowind because they're native to Skyrim. It'd be like expecting to see a mention of Zeus in Aztec mythology.

Sarasvati wakes up with Emelin’s knee in her back. She rolls out of the bed, dragging the sheets with her. Emelin mutters in her sleep; the Bosmer is a heavy sleeper. Emelin rolls over to sleep more, unmindful of her nude body being exposed to the chill air of early morning in mushroom pods whose interiors never see sunlight.

“Wake up, sunshine!” Sarasvati calls, throwing a pillow at Emelin. “You’re late for patrol!

Yes, this is exactly how I imagine people in Vvardenfell would talk. With all the mysticism and prophecy and dreamlike atmosphere and shit.
This is exactly what I imagine it to be like. 

The pillow bounces off Emelin and she clutches it to her blonde head, mumbling. “Don’ wanna.”

“All right, just stay. I’m not covering for you, though,” Sarasvati as she searches for a serviceable robe in the mess on the floor to cover her nude body. Sarasvati is Dunmer, a young woman, long black hair kept loose or in intricate knotting, depending on how lazy she felt, her eyes a clear red, almost ruby.

All dark elves have red eyes. You don't need to tell people that because ALL OF THEM HAVE RED EYES.

 It’s said she is beautiful, but it’s also said that she should be a skilled spell caster.

Implying spellcasters are usually ugly?
Has there been a solitary line of dialogue in either of these fanfiction that hasn't been exposition?

Sarasvati is adept with illusion magics, and that is it, beyond the rudimentary spells that any with the ability to cast spells should have.

The useless school of magic. Great.

She finds a robe which might be hers- it’s hard to tell with the mess of wine bottles and skooma pipes and dishes from the party of the night before. The party which Emelin is sleeping off. She throws the robe aside for the moment, though. She kicks a spot clear on the floor and she begins her morning toning exercises, long legs and lean body. There are scars; she has been in harsh lands in her travels.

She’s come back, at least for a while, which is why they had the party. She’s been gone so long she is surprised the other women of Tel Mora recognize her. Of course they are mer like her, most of them are, and long lived as mer are.

Except only high elves are known for their lifespans (I'm pretty sure)--
And even if the other mer folk are known for their lifespans the Orcs are part of the mer line in The Elder Scrolls and they're definitely not long lived at all so your entire statement is bullshit.
THIS IS OBJECTIVELY AWFUL AND I'M GETTING ANGRY.

“You belong to House Telvanni, do you not? Where do your true loyalties lie? House Telvanni opposes our every effort at modernizing the way magic is practiced here in Vvardenfell!” Trebonius Artorius shakes a plump finger in Saje’s face.

Wouldn't a Telvanni agent know why he hates the mage guild? Would he really need that explained to him?

“You mean ‘modernization’ such as the virtual hydraulic despotism of magic?” Saje, in a low controlled voice.

...
What the fuck does that even mean?
Hydraulic despotism?
Virtual hydraulic despotism--
nope, you're an idiot.

His voice carries in the silence following Trebonius Artorius’ outburst.

“You… are a traitor!” Artorius exclaims, blinking at Saje’s choice of words.

“I was not aware that joining a Great House in the land of my ancestors is treason, and it is not against Imperial law to recognize their interest, as well as the interest of all Great Houses of Vvardenfell in this matter. The Great Houses are not outlaw or enemy institutions,” Saje, calm.

“It ought to be against the articles of the Mages Guild Charter to join the Telvanni!” Artorius, outraged.

I always got the impression the Telvanni hated the mage guild more than the mages hated the Telvanni but whatever.

“We of the Mages Guild have stewarded the practice of magics throughout the centuries under the auspices of our noble Emperors. We have standardized the practice and ensured the quality of its teachings and spellcraft. We have brought education as part of the civilizing effect across the Empire. We have presented superior forms of magic practice to civilizations that have lacked for the most modern and sophisticated teachings. We must regulate these practices directly, else the native practitioners will devolve into isolated pockets of rabid and primitive dabblers of necromancy and sorcery who cannot even live in proper houses- ahem- I digress.

Yet the Telvanni routinely produced sorcerers who had powers far in excess of what the mage guild produced and they admitted this themselves and in fact this was a large part of the animosity between the two.

We also provide opportunities for the gifted and promising. Anyone with the aptitude can join the Mages Guild as the Mystic Galerion has ensured in the centuries before in his brave defiance of the Psijics.

EXPOSITION.
DETAILS ALL PARTIES WOULD BE DOUBTLESSLY AWARE OF.

“It is said that Dark Elves, like myself, who are born and raised to Imperial ways don’t know what it is like to be Dunmer born and bred. Isn’t this… a detriment on my part?” Saje. He dislikes being called an outlander, he dislikes the thought that he isn’t part of the homeland of his ancestors due to an accident of birth. He wishes he had been born in Vvardenfell itself. 

But the capital of Morrowind isn't even on Vvardenfell, and I hardly think a native dark elf would--
fuck it.
I just love how nothing is actually done in this story. It's all explained.
Even interactions with Saint Jiub are presented as THIS IS THE GUY WHO GOT RID OF ALL CLIFFRACERS IN VVARDENFELL like goddamn I get it. I'm familiar with the plot to this game, all right.
Also I don't think you should have taken that whole Saint Jiub thing seriously. It was only added later after people starting complaining about how annoying the enemy was so Bethesda added that little detail as an Easter egg. It's not supposed to be this major world altering plot point.
Then Vvardenfell fell into the ocean so fuck everything.
I mean that's kinda bullshit, right?
Thanks, Bethesda.
All that shit you did in Morrowind?
Every detail?
Completely irrelevant because it all falls into the ocean anyway.
So I guess that makes this entry doubly pointless.
Goodbye.