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#1 Spirited Treasure

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Posted 17 September 2007 - 11:02 AM

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File Name: Leyawiin house for sale.. Spirited Style!
File Submitter: Spirited Treasure
File Submitted: 17 Sep 2007
File Updated: 23 Sep 2007
File Category: Houses


Ok I think I am done.. Please be really specific with any mistakes anyone spots.. Pics with arrows pointing to mistake would be great ..

My first mod for Oblivion. I've tried to be really careful but first times of anything are a bit awkward.


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from the far corner of bedroom
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cooking area
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main room area with storage and big bay windows
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second bay window, also using storage
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front outside door
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front porch with flowers and a lantern to brighten things a bit
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flower pots are "anchored" into the porch step to prevent any pathing npc's from knocking them over (did happen when a couple of argonians decided new garden was a nice path =L=)

a bit of a garden to brighten things further
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much brighter now
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dining table and a couple of chairs
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a couple of my favorite poems by Edgar Allen Poe
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I did not like the hovel in Leyawiin.
It looked worse than the Imperial city shack in my opinion.

This is my version of the buyable house in Leyawiin.
It is also my first mod for Oblivion.

Thanks to the encouragement of Princess Stomper, and One dear to me.

do with as you will. Only things in game Oblivion were used.
There is only the esp needed. I did not add new stuff to Oblivion.

Spirited Treasure

If you don't like something I did.. Change it! =L=

please let me know any little thing you see as a mistake. I'm a big girl .. I can take it =g=

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The body is a cage each of us trapped within our own little worlds, beasts torn from the wild, put on parade, never comprehending what goes on outside beyond the cage. But sometimes, when the handlers aren't looking, we can reach through the bars and touch one another. If we try really hard, if we strain and stretch to make that contact and it only lasts a few seconds, I know. But it feels like forever and I'd want it that way, forever freed from the cages wild and unfettered, flying when we can fly, running when we cannot, bounding and leaping over hills and plains, the world spread out before us in sunlight, sunset, darkness, twilight. I dream at night of a key, or two. One for me and one for you.