C5Kev's Dragonbabe's Black Lotus Armor V2

  V2 Adds Update Files

- fixed ESP / ESL typo that prevented bladed cuirass from being crafted / tempered

- Changed knee guard Bodyslide files so that guard doesn't wrap around knee

Hello Folks!  Gunthur and a few of his buddies had been reasonably successful intimidating, then pillaging farmers and traders over the past year. After finding a dry cave as a base camp, things were beginning to look up for the group and therefore, getting a little full of themselves. You know, tough guys. Finishing off a case of mead, 3 bottles of wine and about to call it a day, one by one they started to lay down as all were rather groggy. Suddenly the rock trap triggered and shortly thereafter, the flickering torches shone on a tall, well-defined woman staring at the men as they sat up. Gunthur, a big man with more brawn than brains got to his feet, walked toward the woman and said, "Well...hey there cupcake! Why don't you be a good little girl and make some cookies for me and the boys?"  In a twinkling, Gunthur's head flew off his body to the other side of the cave. As his body crumpled and fell, blood pulsed out of his neck. "Any more of you big-mouths want me to make cookies?"

Now I'm not the sharpest knife in the drawer, but I don't think Gunthur's comment was probably the smartest thing he could have said to the unknown woman. I don't think she cared much for it either. Yes, she was attractive. Yes, she had a nice figure. Yes, she was damn-near naked. A damn-near naked woman wearing a very used spiked, blood stained set of armor with blades sticking out of her neck and holding two very nasty looking, razor-sharp, sickle-shaped war axes that are perfect for hooking necks. This gal looks like she's seen plenty of action and obviously means business. But hey, what do I know...?

Gunthur's best friend, Endor, eye's became the size of saucers. He knew Gunthur was a pretty tough dude, but this woman took him down instantly without even a thought. "Whoa! Whoa! Wait, there lass!" We ain't looking for no trouble!", Endor said. "OK boys, if you don't want cookies, then give me all your gold and I'll let you live!"  "Whoa, calm down there lass! W...we only got about 125 septims! Honest! H..h..here, take it!"  Endor threw a coin purse which landed at the woman's feet. Stooping to pick up the purse, her eyes never left the men and feeling the weight of the purse, she stuck it in the top of her legging. And as she slowly backed out of the cave she said, "You boys be good now, but know this. If I ever lock eyes on you milk-drinkers again, I'll kill all of you on the spot!"

Probably best not to underestimate one's opponent. You may lose all your Septims.

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