Nothing stopping us. We would need to stay pretty active on those forums though.

Edit: Goodnight, will chat with you guys later. I am going to go play Dragon's Dogma for a bit before my girlfriend gets back lol Consider the Godhead and delve into other realms of possibilities before the bounty of life and death finds time for me.

Im more inclined to think that for some reason the temple give permission to pass. Perhaps a big danger? Dagot Ur was sleeping yet... but maybe some minions awakened..

One more quick one before skipping out.

What threat would the Tribunal feel that they would let people run amok near the source of their power and greatest sin/accomplishment? Vvardenfell is sacred to them for multiple purposes. I have a hard time imagining them incapable of defending it without someone more powerful than Dagoth Ur being involved and surprising them.

I couldn't find a 'We're watching you, scum.' video on Youtube. The internet must be broken or something.

And I would prefer a meeting place that requires less of a journey. I am no warrior, and my snow-stride can only take me so far.

Well its true, the Tribunal its a full power in this time. I think we should just wait and see what the developer′s got for us there
But technically if you are able in some way to join the temple... you can enter.

Same with the Dominion. What are the chances of the Altmer letting a load of Khajiit 'adventurers' near their precious (and too subtle to be appreciated by the lesser races) works of art?

Meeting place? There is a stone tied to the stars of the Mage, near the accurs't Ayleid city of Hame. Take carriage from Bruma near the mother snows to Cheydinhal, 'guised as a merchant, then south east is the journey.

Perhaps we should meet at the Temple of the Ancestor Moths? The wayshrine of Jhunal? Cheydinhal?

Perhaps the Tribunal is in a weakened state after repelling the Akaviri invasion and requires heroes to keep down the pests inside the ghostfence.
I imagine hostile activity in that region slowly increasing as the awakening of Dagoth draws closer.

Don't they have annual baths with the Heart?

Wasn't one of the teased story elements is that there is a pretender to the tribunal? So something strange seems to be going on with the ALMSIVI that they haven't dealt with that yet.

Well i totally forgot about that. Hmmm...that is going to be interesting. Probably the single most interesting aspect of the lore revealed somfar imo. Yet i managed to forget it.

We need a 'What we know so far' thread. If i have time tomorrow i might begin one with what i know so far but im tired right now and going to sleep.
Probably two threads might be a good idea. Game Mechanics and Gameplay elements being one thread and the other one a story and lore related thread.

I don't see the problem with having the MC span the three factions. As long as some sort of external hub for the community is established (website or forum), than we can go about our merry [ELK] way. Divide and conquer.

Incidentally, do we remain the Marukhati Selective, as ordained by the Elk and his Lady? Or have the semantics shifted to make us the Collective?

I knew that entitling these threads The Marukhati Collected would lead to confusion.

-Why varliant knight, why does your order have so many names?

-To better to confuse you with deary.

We aren't Selectives; we are not trying to break the wheel so things go all Cyrod-Akatosh, we are trying to get the wheel to turn the way we were told in the future that that's how it was back now. I am going to call us I ARE ALL WE in my head. Just because.
["Know Love to avoid the Landfall, my brothers and sisters of the past."]

The mainland Morrowind in TES:O will conflict with Tamriel Rebuilt (I don't expect Zen to consider it canon) . Big things like cities and landscapes rarely radically change in TES, and despite the game taking place during the 2nd Era, I say that for now, we should direct our efforts towards retconning the TES:O mainland of Morrowind. No matter how beautiful it will look, it has the potential of invalidating TR, and really, the TR team deserves better. Let's not do it Septim's way, via time-bypassing CHIM because that would be boring and therefore wrong.

No idea who the pretender is, but I can't wait to find out.

My loyalty remains, as it always shall, with the Saxhleel of Argonia. I think, however, the Selective is meta; the general of one army and the grunt of another, while warring in TESO, may yet be comrades in lore. The truth brings even the worst of foes a bond that can be argued about even more than their previous troubles.
Perhaps the last of the Akaviri Potentates? Should the Morag Tong end him, if that is the case, the throne will be wide open. Perhaps, in the chaotic Interregnum after the events of TESO, all mention of the time of many heroes will be lost?

Mhmm, I feel no matter what races we are initially inclined to choose (I guess that's easy for me to say, as I always play an Imperial or a Nord), we will all be drawn to Morrowind as a center for obvious reasons in the long run. They'll probably have standard arrangements for guild lodging as well, so we need not worry about that.

You know, I really don't think MK had any idea what he was unleashing on the poor, unsuspecting TES:O populace.

As Twice VEHK teaches, we preach:

What is the Tower?
The Tower is an ideal, which, in our world of myth and magic, means that it is so real that it becomes dangerous. It is the existence of the True Self within the Universal Self, and is embodied by the fourth constellation, and is guarded by the Thief, the third. The Thief is another metaphorical absolute; in this case, he represents the “taking of the Tower” or, and sometimes more importantly, the “taking” of the Tower’s secret.

What is the Tower’s secret?
How to permanently exist beyond duplexity, antithesis, or trouble. This is not an easy concept, I know. Imagine being able to feel with all of your senses the relentless alien terror that is God and your place in it, which is everywhere and therefore nowhere, and realizing that it means the total dissolution of your individuality into boundless being. Imagine that and then still being able to say “I”. The “I” is the Tower.

What created the Tower?
The Wheel created it. The Wheel is the structure of this universe, and it is easiest to see it that way: rim, spokes, hub, and all the spaces within and without. I shall take each in turn.

What created the Wheel?
Anu and Padhome, stasis and change, both vast realms sitting in the void, they created it. Not vast, infinite, as the void was infinite. Imagine an infinity enclosed by another; you come away with a bubble. Now watch as the two bubbles touch. Their intersection is a perfect circle of pattern and possibility that we shall call the Aurbis. The Aurbis is the foundation of the Wheel.

What are the spaces within and without of the Wheel?
Outside the wheel is the void, bereft of anything. It cannot be named. If it has more aspects than stasis and change, they are outside of true language. Inside of the Wheel is the Aurbis, as I have explained.

What is the rim of the Wheel?
As the process of subcreation continued, both Anu and Padhome awakened. For to see your antithesis is to finally awaken. Each gave birth to their souls, Auriel and Sithis, and these souls regarded the Aurbis each in their own part, and from this came the etada, the original patterns. These etada eventually congealed.
Anu’s firstborn, for he mostly desired order, was time, anon Akatosh. Padhome’s firstborn went wandering from the start, changing as he went, and wanted no name but was branded with Lorkhan. As time allowed more and more patterns to individualize, Lorkhan watched the Aurbis shape itself and grew equally delighted and tired with each new shaping. As the gods and demons of the Aurbis erupted, the get of Padhome tried to leave it all behind for he wanted all of it and none of it all at once. It was then that he came to the border of the Aurbis.
He saw the Tower, for a circle turned sideways is an “I”. This was the first word of Lorkhan and he would never, ever forget it.

What are the spokes of the Wheel?
For ages the etada grew and shaped and destroyed each other and destroyed each other’s creations. Some were like Lorkhan and discovered the void outside of the Aurbis, though if some saw the Tower I do not know, but I know that, if they did, none held it in such high esteem. In any case, some of those that did see the void created its like inside the Aurbis, but each of these smaller voids sought each other out. Void shall follow void; the etada called it Oblivion. What was left of the Aurbis was solid change, otherwise known as magic. The etada called this Aetherius.
Now Lorkhan had by at this point seen everything there was to see, and could accept none of it. Here were the etada with their magic and their voids and everything in between and he yearned for the return to flux but at the same time he could not bear to lose his identity. He did not know what he wanted, but he knew how to build it.
Through trickery (“We have made the Aurbis unstable with the voids”) and wisdom (“We are of two minds and so should make a perfect gem of compromise”) and force (“Do what I say, rude spirit”), he bound some of the strongest etada to create the World.
The spokes of the Wheel are the eight gifts of the Aedra, sons and daughters of Aetherius. The voids between each spoke number sixteen, and their masters are the sons and daughters of Oblivion. The center of the Wheel was another circle, the hub, which held everything together. The etada called this Mundus.

What is the hub of the Wheel?
We are the hub, the Mundus that goes by many names. We are the heart of all creation. What does this mean? Why should we care? Lorkhan created it so that we could find what he did. In fact, and here is the secret: the hub is the reflection of its creators, the circle within the circle, only the border to ours is so much easier to see. Stand in its flux and remain whole of mind. Look at it sideways and see the “I”.

This is the Tower.

But he should be proud of us anyway.

Ah, yes, learn your lore, uninitiated ones.
Look at the Ouroboros sideways and see The Tower, the only name of God, "I".

Beating with life you promised life,
Security, happiness.
Unfortunate son cornered,
Cowering in the pit of
Circling panes of glass that
Surround and reveal the ever present it.

It is my move, my every look,
Interpreting gestures,
Informing other
What's undercover and
Lurking beneath my mask
Of this years featured model.
Is this too much?
Close your eyes.
Care to look inside? I am i!

What may appear
Might easily be explained,
But given the situation
Of info saturation,
What you feel can never go away.

Steering perception? I am!
Inviting contradiction? I am!
Its my insistence
You keep your distance
From the glare behind my stare.
So this is the way
The game is played.
You can leave now...
But I think you'll stay. I am i!

Welcome.
Welcome who hath understood the lesson. Create!

I recite scrolls and remind of ink on dust past, for to reach upward one must understand the jumping board.
Some armiger embodies more of what is to come and like ocean we are fluid in our manifold unity.

Welcome!
Love is our http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kBOaLjtR4mw gift.

Look to the moons little cubs and gaze upon the banner of Llesweyr flying proudly; for we of Azurah's blessed have climbed fellow litter-mates and consumed copious amounts of the lunar nectar to reach it!

For the mane has shewn us with his namesake.
This mane that folds and shirks and reaches and manifolds and is all in none, for all of us, all at once.
For the others may partake of the Sugar but will never see the lattice that like silken spider-rope stretches so clear to our will.

We climb cubs. We climb, because we have the sugar to do so.

I DARE not get my hopes up for Various khajiiti born of different moon phases...(damnit!!)