I wouldn't recommend posting your characters until we have the planning thread straightened out, but I'm making this in advance so you guys don't have to wait too long to make your character.
This is how you should post your character :
Name :
Race :
Class :
Age :
Sex : (I swear to god, if I see a 'yes, please' you will all die.)
Appearance :
Equipment : (this is somewhat optional, as equipment could easily be included in appearance)
Allegiance : (Agnar, Heir, Undecided)
Personality :
Brief History :
Other Relevant info :
Ok, this should be good enough to suit Danny's high standards of character writing ![]()
Name: Gorrmund (The Heir)
Race: Nord
Class: Noble swordsman
Age: 17
Sex: Male
Appearance: Gorrmund has traces of a once gentle and youthful face, but due to recent events he looks more like the common barbarian than a noble. He's let his once beautiful, blonde/brown shoulder legnth hair grow scragly and untamed, he sports a dirty stubble beard and his brown, piercing eyes are surrounded by dark circles caused from a certain lack of sleep.
Equipment: Full suit of amazingly detailed iron armour, a seemingly ancient Nordic Claymore covered in chips, two books (to pass time), three healing potions, flint and steel, bedroll and a map of Skyrim.
Allegiance: Heir
Personality: Gorrmund is a little like the common noble with a severe case of paranoia. He can be overconfident and self involved, but never to the extent that he would think less of anyone else. Also, he has a bit of paranoia due to the assassin’s looking to kill him, but tries not to let it surface.
Brief History: Born into a noble family Gorrmund was expected to rule due to birth and claim his land, but his father did not wish him to be a stereotype. He was trained heavily to be able to properly wield a sword, and how to work as an armourer. He was an asset to his people and made sure not to be a figurehead. When his father was assassinated, he had orders to leave his native city and find refuge elsewhere so he could escape the people hunting him.
Alright, I'm in. It's my first rp, so please tell me whenever I mess up.
Name : Flint Ironwood (Yes, I know. Not exactly Tamriellic, sorry)
Race : Breton
Class : Shadow walker (A breton who focusses on Marksmanship, sneak, security, blades, Illusion, Alteration and Mysticism. )
He is best compared with assassins, thieves, Nightblades and the other sneaky classes.
He is also very fast and agile but with little strength behind his blows. The enchantment of his sword can compensate for his lack of muscle power.
Age : 28
Sex : male
Appearance : He is of average height and with a somewhat thin frame. His eyes are a dark brown and he has brown hair which he wears in a ponytail. He features a trademark scar in the shape of a Daedric rune on the back of his right hand. Most of his appearance can’t be seen thanks to his equipment.
Equipment : Now, the background of his equipment will be discussed later in his history. Anyway, it features a ton of custom stuff. Are you ready?
Weapons:
His primary weapon is known as the Storm of the Night. It is a Nordic Katana that has been made for him by a Nord smith. It looks like a Katana with all those Nordic runes and stuff and is quite expensive. It also features a powerfull Telekinesis enchantment that allows him to knock people of their feet from a distance and stuff like that.
His secondary weapon is a Glass dagger with a nice drain fatigue enchantment.
And he carries a bunch of steel throwing stars in a pouch on his belt.
Clothes: Just like his weapons, his armour comes from the Nord smith. It is made up of three layers. The inner layer is some nice soft wool that dampens blows and keeps him warm while also making the armour comfortable to wear. The second layer is made up of thin plates of Glass and some more fabric to keep all three layers together. The last layer is made up of black clothing. The result is an armour that provides protection slightly less than normal Glass armour, is light and easy to wear while also looking like just normal clothing with good camouflage during the night.
His pants and boots follow the same idea. He also has some black gloves to cover his hands. (and hide that scar.) His helmet looks like a bunch of black rags tied around his head and in front of his face but also features the hidden Glass plating.
Allegiance : His allegiance is undecided. The one who approaches him with a money bag first wins. But please notice that he doesn’t take assassinations. So the “Heir hunters” are best of not to mention that they want to kill someone if they want him in the team.
Personality : He is quiet and when he speaks, he tends to keep it short. He is also very pessimistic about things and convinced that if it doesn’t go wrong right now, it will go wrong very soon.
Brief History : Flint Ironwood comes from North Point in the province of High Rock. He was the son of the local mafia leader, some uber bad guy who likes to oppress people. When he grew older, he began to dislike his father and his mafia corporation. In the end, he even went so far as stepping to a Nord smith with a big bag of gold. The smith did what was asked. He created a set that was light, silent and allowed him to move through the night undetected or walk the streets without drawing attention.
From that moment, Flint took up arms and raided his father’s henchmen when they went to do something illegal. Over the weeks, his father saw his profit plummet and got very upset. A bounty was placed on who ever was interfering with his bussiness. Inevitably, Flint messed up and got caught. Naturally, his father was very surprised and angry to find out that his own son had been working against him. For punishment, he threw his son in the local prison on a faked charge of mass murder. Flint also received a scar on his right hand that would make him recognizable for his father’s goons.
The Nord smith was killed for coöperating with Flint’s rebellion. His downfall was caused by his own pride. He couldn’t stop himself from putting a small signature on the handle of Flint’s katana.
Flint escaped from jail and broke into his father’s home. There, he stole back his equipment and sneaked into his father’s bedroom. The man would never be able to use his eyes, tongue or hands again. After that, Flint dissappeared from the province.
Other Relevant info : Since that day, he has made his life as a mercenary, thief and treasure hunter. He works for the highest bidder, as long as the offered job doesn’t involve assassination and the like. (He might take the offer if he doesn’t know it is an assassination.)
At the beginning of the rp, he’s probably drinking at an inn.
Name: Dalrus Varus
Race: Imperial/Altmer
Class: Mage Specializing in Shock magic (she's called the goddess of thunder) and Conjuration
Age: (i dont understand elf ages so im going to say she looks 22)
Sex: female
Appearance: Dalrus is absolutely gorgeous. She is tall and slendor with tan skin. She has firey green eyes which seem to capture people in their beauty. Dalrus is skinny but not too skinny and she has long mahogany hair.
Equipment: Dalrus uses her hands mostly but also uses a wand for conjuring. She also has her grandfathers long schimitar which she wields with grace and perfection.
Allegience: She doesnt know yet but if they come across her small village in the mountains she might be able to decide.
Personality: Dalrus is very pleasent and is kind to the villagers. She is the protector of the village and most townspeople go to her for advice. However, she is strong minded and will not give in to something she believes.
History: Born to the Rich general of the imperial army Galren Varus (In oblivion there are the Verus's if its any consolation i thought of the name first about five years ago in another game)
and a highelf mage she had a hard life and her mother was killed after running from her father who wanted to kill her after he found out she was a mage and lord of the altmer. She was left in a village called Salinc where she was given to a wizard in a tower who ran the town. This is where dalrus is now
Name : Esethir
Race : Altmer
Age : 20
Sex : Male
Appearance : Dark yellow skin, verging on golden. He has long, straight and black hair down to his broad shoulders that usually covers his face. He is tall, naturally, around 6 and a half feet. He has brown, nearly black eyes under thick eyebrows.
Equipment : Rough leather suit, hugging him tightly. He has fur boots, to attempt to combat the conditions, as well as leather gloves over his hands. While his gloves are on he is prevented from using magic. He has a golden Mage's staff which sits on his back and sheathed by his side is a steel shortsword.
Allegiance : Agnar
Personality : He does not like to kill humans, but joined with the band of Mercenaries for the money. He will give back up support as well as keeping his allies hidden if they are trying to stay subtle.
Brief History : He does not know of his past, as all he remembers is 8 years ago being washed up unconcious on the shores of Cyrodil, near Leyawin, and being fostered by some Nords there. It was when he reached his 19th year he left his foster parents and travelled to their home land. Once there he met the group of mercenaries - and althuogh he himself is not inclined to their cruel ways he can see the profit he can make.
Other Relevant info : His spells include: Summon Skeleton, Summon Flame Atronach, 50% Chameleon (On self and on touch), Invisibility, Restoration [ variou types] and Fireball.
His staff has some power inside it, but he is yet to unlock it.
Umm, Florodine, don't you mean Sex: female?
Everyone's characters are looking great, just one question to Cloudy. The Telekinesis spell isn't uber right? Just knocks them down and such?
Don't worry, it isn't too powerfull.
The spell can't really hurt people unless he hurls them of a cliff or into something pointy with it. It is also limited to only one person, or two if they are standing very close to each other.
It also lacks precision, so he can't use it to manipulate objects beyond blast them away.
And finally, the spell has a shorter range than a bow, so he'll still have to close or switch to his throwing stars if he wants to do some real damage.
Name : Skoll Yggdrasil
Race : Nord
Class : Beast Hunter (Uses spells and pretty good with blades too, lives out of hunting down dangerous prey like Ogres and such)
Age : 28
Sex : Male
Appearance : His appearance ain't anything special. He looks pretty much like any other Nord. He has loose and wild brown hair, short, unshaved beard on his cheek. Blue eyes, some cuts and wounds here and there on his face and body, due to active hunting and fighting. He isn't usually clean unless for special occasions. He has normal high, pretty muscular but also swift and fast.
Equipment : He wears armor that he has made himself, fitting his body perfectly and also for his uses. The armor isn't very heavy, but thin but can manage many blows. He always carries his one handed sword 'Skjold' that's enchanted. He also carries several small tools and such in his pouch which is good for surviving out in the wilderness. He also have a bow which he got from his father, it's been carried down for many years in his family called 'Ice Bow of Yggdrasil'
Allegiance : Skoll is still undecided, but it leans against the Heir.
Personality : Skoll is very kind and helpfull to other people. He usually stays quiet when with others, rarely speaks unless he finds need for it. He usually likes to have things his way, he is nearly paranoid too and even thought he is helpfull and kind to others he usually need some hard evidence that they're good. He is the kind of person that usually don't allow a second chance either and can get very angry in different situation, so could need use of someone that could hold him back in certain situations.
Brief History : Skoll is a naturaly gifted Hunter, in his early ages he was taken out with his brothers and father and he learned almost everything he knows from them about hunting. As he got older, the hunting from food and the other wild animals seemed very simple and Skoll went for the more challanging and very dangerous creatures that lurked in the wilderness. Using his high knowledge about the creatures and combinding that with trap making and fighting. He was in his early twenties when he got to daring and found himself in a very life threatning situation fighting almost a pack of Werewolves. He was near death when his brothers and father came to save him. They managed to get Skoll out of their lair, but as they made they're way back to the village they were followed and attacked by the Werewolves which led to the death of Skoll's oldest brother along with his father. Blaming himself and getting little support by his family which also blamed him he left his village, nearly kicked out. After recovering he hunted down the Werewolves and killed them all... It wasn't many days after he heard the terrible news of the death of many in his village, including his mother - His brother had been effected with the Werewolf disease and had almost wiped out the whole village, killing Skoll's mother along with many others until the tribe leader killed him...
After that, Skoll has lived away from most people, out in the wilderness, only visiting cities when needed...
Other Relevant info : Skoll is a good swordsman along with marksman and can fight very good with both sword and bow. He is good in tracking down both animals and humanoids. Setting traps is also something he is good at. He knows some magic, mostly Illusion and Alternation(sp?) and he knows only one Conjuraton spell which he learned from the tribe leader in his village, he can summon a Grey Wolf. The Grey Wolf isn't a very powerful creature, but is very usefull in certain situations, it can track down almost everything, fight pretty well along with decent healing. The Grey Wolf goes with the name 'Fenrir' and is pretty large for a Wolf and has shades of black and white, the eyes of Fenrir is completely night blue.
He looks pretty much like this, only add a cloak that reaches his ancles made of wolf fur, a bow on his back and you pretty much got him

That should be all for now, I'll edit if I come up with something...
Everyone is undecided....This doesn't call for much personality from them. This also ruins the plot as we won't have a band of mercenaries tracking down a bunch of the heir's helpers....just loads of people standing in a field wondering where to go.
Ok, I've heavily modified my character. I'll have my previous post deleted. Anyways, here's my modified Heir.
Name: Gorrmund (The Heir)
Race: Nord
Class: Noble swordsman
Age: 17
Sex: Male
Appearance: Gorrmund has traces of a once gentle and youthful face, but due to recent events he looks more like the common barbarian than a noble. He's let his once beautiful, blonde/brown shoulder legnth hair grow scragly and untamed, he sports a dirty stubble beard and his brown, piercing eyes are surrounded by dark circles caused from a certain lack of sleep.
Equipment: Full suit of amazingly detailed iron armour, a seemingly ancient Nordic Claymore covered in chips, two books (to pass time), three healing potions, flint and steel, bedroll and a map of Skyrim.
Allegiance: Heir
Personality: Gorrmund is a little like the common noble with a severe case of paranoia. He can be overconfident and self involved, but never to the extent that he would think less of anyone else. Also, he has a bit of paranoia due to the assassin’s looking to kill him, but tries not to let it surface.
Brief History: Born into a noble family Gorrmund was expected to rule due to birth and claim his land, but his father did not wish him to be a stereotype. He was trained heavily to be able to properly wield a sword, and how to work as an armourer. He was an asset to his people and made sure not to be a figurehead. When his father was assassinated, he had orders to leave his native city and find refuge elsewhere so he could escape the people hunting him.
I can't see a single difference...
Ok...here is mine.
Name: Telina Delvanni, or Tellie by friends.
Race: Dunmer, or Dark Elf if you insist.
Class: Healer/Archer/potion factory...![]()
Age: 17.
Sex: Female.
Appearence: She is not the tallest of persons, but have a thin slender body, shoulder long silvery hair, and a gorgeous face. Her piercing red young eyes, have made more than one boy melt for her, and she is know to be a very seductive person.
Equipment: She wears a common blue robe, with golden markings. She always carries a number of scrolls potions, some alchemical equipment, as well as a silver dagger, and a quiver filled with arrows...oh and of course a bow...
Allegiance: Heir.
Personality: Telina is known to be seductive, but she is really a kind and caring person, who rather heal, and bring warmth and love in live...instead of killing and grow hatred. She have a respect for all things nature, and living animals...basically life itself, which sometimes lead her into arguments.
She also believes that everyone deserves a second chance, again something that can make her a bit...hindering sometimes.
Bio:She grew up with her parents in a farm, close to Jadier's castle, but her father was a gambler, and one time when he couldn't pay back money he had loaned...the local crime syndicate killed him, and his wife...the only survivor was a 7year old Telina, who was taken up as a foster child by Jadier, who pitied her. At first she was reluctant and afraid, but after time she and Gorrmund, became close friends...and yeas, about half a year before this event's started to take place, they got together...as both of them had slowly fallen in love with eachother over the years...She is very fond of Gorrmund, and would do practically anything to save him, and prevent him from getting into harm.
Davion to the comedic-relief rescue! HAAAARG!
Name : Xuchilbara
Race : Imperial
Class : Defender
Age : 26
Sex : Male
Appearance : Wears full set of Ebony Armour, except for helmet(doesn't like his hair to get messed up)
Equipment : Gigantic two handed sword, that stands from the tip of his head to the ground.
Allegiance : Whoever pays more
Personality : Not payed enough to have one.
Brief History : Worked for the highest bidder since he was young. Most of the time the highest bidder was the bad guys, so it's brushed off on him and he feel more and more resentment against the goodie-too-shoes in the world.
Other Relevant info : Enough gold will get you the relevent info
He sounds very powerful Davion...
He is not effected by weapons from the waist and above and he can slow time and people say he can't be killed...
Yeah, thats way to uber. also, he seems to be completely non-TES related and you seem to have made him as a joke.
he can be killed, don't get me wrong he is not going to be uber, that'd make the rp lame. Just you guys will have to figure out how to kill em i dont want to give you guys the key to his demize lol that'd totally remove my char.
I mean he is slow, so it wouldn't be hard to run around him and attack his back or anything ya'know?
And the shape of the pyramid would deflect the arrows anyways.
And you can hit it with swords and stun him for a bit, giving you that window your chars would need.
and slow time thingie i said, i'll probably change that to just dissapearing and not reappearing uberspeed-like like i said.
he is vincible, he can die. But i wanted to make it a challange lol ![]()
but he isn't going to be an uber character.
Re-read the parts that i made kinda lame, i toned them down alot for non-uber-playing. It should work now, i gave tips on what to do to him and lah lah lah
Those are only minor problems. He's a character from silent hill, not TES, no one is allowed to play a "boss character" except Danny and we're trying to avoid characters that are too complex (yours is an ancient exicutioner).
well ultimately this is Dantrags rp, he has the final call, if he wants me to scrap it, I will and make a new one.
but hes not totally tes un-related. Hes an imperial, hes an exicutioner(just like in Dantrags post that the dudes bro was exicuted), he was around the tiber septim era.
But klike i said, if Dantrag wants me to get rid of him, i will.
if the RP gets started before Dantrag gets back to me on weather i can keep him how he is or not, then i'll make an entirely different char in place of mine. happy?
But yeah there are vampires, skeletons, zombies, why can't there be old-school exicutioner?
We're going for the more 'Soldier of Fortune' type characters who are just looking for money in this RP's "evil" characters.
I'm all written out...
okay i redid my guy, he is now fore hire by the main badguy dude. so i'm ready whenever we start.
Hey, your guy sounds really cool now.
Can't wait to work with him.
Alright, here's my guy.
Name: Deagan
Race: Imperial
Class: Assassin
Age: 25
Sex: Y...nevermind...Male
Appearance: Short black hair, blue eyes, average height for an imperial, not fat but not skinny either.
Equipment: Silver dagger(in his boot, its not visible), steel sword sheathed in cloth rather than leather(so it makes less noise), a wooden bow on his back, rope(what assassin doesn't have rope?), and last but not least a bottle of brandy for his own enjoyment.
Allegiance: Which ever one is the bad guys...Agnar I think.
Personality: Intelligent, sleazy, distrustful, and dishonest...all the basic characteristics of a common thief, but more experienced in the arts of combat and much more careful than the common thief. Has a hard time building trust with those he has only recently met, he has been betrayed before and is careful about new people, other than those he has known for some time. His daring personality and willingness to put himself in danger has made him a good thief and assassin but he is far from perfect and lacks in close combat when compared to long range, do not underestimate him though as he thinks on his feet and can be a worthy opponent.
Brief history: Started off his profession stealing what he needed to get by and eventually grew braver and began to rob from people's homes, he has spent time with various groups of thieves and bandits but the plans for the assassination of the nordic lord is by far the largest scheme he has participated in yet but will likely not be the last. He is always on the lookout for treasure and that is usually the root to his troubles in the past, it is still a weakness for him.
Hope thats alright and I'm looking forward to the start of the RP.
Kiln might recognize this guy...
Name: Bishop (or simply "Bish")
Race: Imperial/Nord
Class: Fighter
Age: Late 30's
Sex: Male
Appearance: Somewhat taller than the average Imperial, with brown hair just beyond shoulder length. He is known to shave often, but stubble still covers the lower half of his face.
Notable Equipment: His weapons of choice consist of a silver claymore, an orcish crossbow, and a steel dagger. His armor consists of a chainmail tunic (the kind that provides protection down to the knees), heavy leather gloves and boots, and a pocketed vest over his tunic, in which he keeps a metal flask of cyrodiilic brandy on hand (not really armor, but might be worth mentioning).
Personality: A walking contradiction. He often questions his actions and decisions, yet remains loyal to his employer(s). He is not entirely heartless, and many people find him easy to get along with.
Allegiance: Agnar
Brief History: (I'll get back to you on that)
EDIT: I just realized how much he resembles the guy in my avatar
oops. Might edit that soon.
Name : Rahvin
Race : Dunmer
Class : Assassin
Age : 19
Sex : Male
Appearance : Average height and slight of build, typical dunmer red eyes. He has shoulder-length black hair that he often ties back in a pony tail. He has an elaborate tattoo of a snake that curls around his forearm all the way up to his shoulder. He usually wears a set of black clothing, but due to his current situation, cannot.
Equipment : When he actually was in possession of his equipment, most of it consisted of daggers. He wore daggers everywhere. His his sleeves, in his boots, on his waist, in his coat, anywhere they would fit.
Allegiance : Agnar
Personality : Doesn't get any gratification from killing, but doesn't necessarily dislike it. It's merely a way of life for him, and recently, he has been finding himself used by different Lords. He is forced to kill for his own preservation. And his own survival is his only concern. He is very relaxed, clever, and unlike most people of his profession, he is quite personable to those he likes.
Brief History : A year ago, he was nothing more than a petty theif in Cyrodiil, and he and his girlfriend made the mistake of robbing some Skyrim Lord. (No, it's not Agnar) He got away with prison time, but his girlfriend was killed in front of him as an example. He spent a month plotting his escape from the prison in Cyrodiil, and succeeded, only to be caught again after exacting his revenge on the Lord by drowning him in his own bath. Since that time, he has been sent to a penal colony on the northern coast of Skyrim, west of Dawnstar and east of Haafingar. He often finds himself visited by lords who want certain people exterminated. He usually agrees after being threatened with an execution or an extension of his time in the colony.
Name: Ranes Serothan
Race: Dunmer
Age: 53
Class: Battlemage
Sex: Male
Apearance: Ranes is a tall, handsome dunmer, with shoulder length charcoal colored hair and ashen gray skin. His eyes are the standard firey red of the dunmer, and his hair has a few nordic style 'windbraids' worked into it.
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Equipment: For armor, Ranes wears a suit of steel armor that has been in his family for a long time, since the family moved from Morrowind to High Rock. The Steel armor was wrought by a skilled orcish smith and is slightly better than normal steel armor. Ranes also caries a Elven claymore (it is important to note, 'Elven' refers to the Aylieds, the long-gone elves of Cyrodiil, not any of the existing elven races
), which caries a fire enchantment and is called Kogomolag, or "Unbreakable Fire" in the common tongue. Ranes also keeps on him a bunch of 'standard' travelling equipment. Potions of restoring health, magicka, fatigue, food, and disease curing, that sort of stuff.
Allegiance: The Heir
Personality: Ranes is unlike your stereotypical Dunmer, in fact, he much the opposite. Ranes is a kind, and compassionate mer, who often strives to be as heroic as he can, to protect those who can't protect themselves. Ranes, due to his ubringing, also worships the Nine Divines, instead of the Tribunal, and of the Nine, worships Dibella the most. Also, though Ranes hasn't grown up in Morrowind, like the Dunmer there, he caries a hatred of undead - Vampires in particular, and his upbringing also contributed to a dislike of lesser daedra, and a greater dislike and distrust of the Daedric Princes.
Brief History: Ranes' family moved from Morrowind to High Rock, and Ranes, thusly was born and raised in High Rock, in a small breton town. Ranes as a boy, often listened to the tales told by bards in taverns, and wanted to become an adventurer, and so, using his own skill and love of magicka, Ranes turned towards training himself to be a Battlemage. So he could live his life as a adventurer, ridding the lands of evil and all that hero-stuff. Get the girls, gold, and fame too, though that's a lesser motive.
Eventually, Ranes decided he had trained enough, and set out with the family heirloom armor, his blade Kohomolag, and basic potions and such. Since then, Ranes had done a fairly good job and is a skilled battlemage. His recent travels have brought him to Falcreath, and has developed a fondness for it and its' people, thus putting him on the side of the Heir..
Great characters everyone, and yes Kell, I noticed your guy instantly.
Here she is, the secret mistress of Jadier!
Name: Brianna Sarethi (Daughter of Athyn Sarethi and a certain imperial you all know)
Race: Halfbreed, dunmer/imperial
Age: 27
Class: Archer and mage/healer
Sex: Female
Appearance: Brianna is a tall slender woman, her features are more imperial than dunmer, because her mother is imperial. She has a mass of dark red hair, her eyes are dark violet-blue and her posture is proud and a tad cocky!
(I will submit a picture later)
Equipment: A longbow, some good arrows, A shoulderbag made from guarskin filled with various usable herbs, plants some potions and a couple of amulets. Also a small very sharp dagger which she uses for surgical treatments
Alongside she always carries a bottle of alcohol......oh no....not for drinks!
Allegiance: Brianna is currently Jadier´s secret mistress, nobody is supposed to know that he dates the daughter of the famous Athyn Sarethi, from Ald´ruhn in Vvardenfell!
Brief History:
Brianna was sent away to Falcreath in Skyrim at the age of 10, because her parents wanted to spare her the unrest in Vvardenfell when the great houses were falling apart. She had relatives there; her great-grandmother was Reidun Ingjaldsdottír, who was "sold" to an imperial general but nevertheless found herself at right with him and were ever so happy to take care of her great-granddaughter, since she lost contact with her daughter and granddaughter.
Brianna grew up in Falcreath, and since she was an intelligent child she soon learned a lot about history, alchemy and other useful subjects. She became a skilled archer as well, due to her great interest in hunting. She is very interested in human physiology and anatomy, and since she has some healing-skills, a heritage from her mother, she became a healer as well as a mage. But mostly healer, and she is mainly healing without magic!
She met Jadier at a hunting-competition outside Falcreath. He was truly impressed by Brianna´s skills with the bow as well as he was fascinated by her ravishing looks and beautiful red hair! It so happened that Jadier was wounded by accident and probably would have died if not Brianna had been very attentive and immediately helped him.
The gratitude Jadier felt towards Brianna soon enough developed into something completely different!
She gets along well with Jadier´s son and his fiancee as well!
Ok..I´ll add more when I make it up ok!
Whio's Athyn Serethi?
And who's the imperial we all know?? Serene?
Name: Silver-Tongue
Race:Argonian
Class:Hitman
Age:20
Sex:Male
Appearance:He's looks like an average Argonian,but he is a bit pale.His eyes look diffrent,and his face is allways calm.He is an average height,not so muscular,but he looks quick and agile.
Equipment:He waears a thin armor,with a hood.Black as Night,and very light,almost no weight at all.He carryes a nice crafted ebony bow,near 100 arrows in quive,a few invisibility potions,and some healing potions.
Alegiance:Undecided
Personality:Not much to tell about this one.He is allways quiet,calm and coutius.He keeps to himself,almost like he's hiding something about himself.He prefers dark and insists only to move by night time.
Brief History:Nobody actualy knows much about him.He was born in Morrowind in a city called Balmora,but he was born like a free citizen,unlike most of Argonians there,who are slaves.There are only traces about him in the Empire records.Almost like he never lived at all,hiding from something.
Go Hypno! I was afraid we would never see an Argonian. Nice character Minqie, I'll be happy to play your unknowingly common-law son
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Name : Arygon
Race : Breton
Class : Thief (Illusion,Sneak,Short Sword, Light Armour, Marksman)
Age : 28
Sex : Male
Appearance : Breton, Dark Hair, Green eyes that lok like thier looking thorugh you (they are, his eyes are searching for when the tinkling of gold is.) Wears Legs, Boots,Gloves, and shield is Glass, the rest is Chitin. Uses a Dwemer Shortsword enchated with life abosbtion, Ice, Lighting, Fire, Soultrap, Summon Cuirass, and Damage Armour (this thing cost me a a grand total of 578,400 gold)
Equipment : Glass Lower, Gloves and Shield
Chitin Rest of it
Dwemer Sword (don't make me list it again)
Longbow (300 Bonemeld arrows)
Deadric Dagger (no enchantments....yet)
Allegiance : (Arygon, Evil dunno what else to say)
Personality : Sneaky, Sneaky, what ever you do don't let him know you're carrying more than 20 septims he'll kill you for them. He cares only for one person (besides himself) and thats his Bartendress Ariana. (someone has to pour the drinks right?)
Brief History : He was going into Dagoth Ur when he heard something entirely out of place (Dagoth Ur's Ultimate Bribe) the sound of mountians of gold pouring down the mountian side (lets let Trey kill Dagoth hmmmm?) needless to say he took it and left. Since then he's been hanging out in a smugglers cave.
Other Relevant info : If this in in Morrowind (please!!!!) he's hiding out in his own Smugglers Cave. (the residents left for some reason) If in Oblivion he's drunk somewhere. (I've created him in Oblivion at a friends house he spent too much money on beer, i can't remeber name of it, so i deleted him)
Do you all mind if I squeeze myself in?
Name: Rerlas
Race: Breton (I really like them for some reason...)
Class: Ranger/magician(kind of)
Age: 26
Sex: yes? (
please don't kill me... i couldn't resist...) Male
Appearance: the one on the http://s12.photobucket.com/albums/a227/soulseeker789/?action=view¤t=elves-prev.jpg
His chest and part of his face is scared from an accident (phantom of the opera thing goin on... sort-of
)
Equipment : he wears normal leather armor under the cloak and has a black ash bow.
Allegiance: Undecided (its more fun/easyer that way)
Personality: Dedicated, he will fight for something he wants/likes(loves? mabey)
Brief History: He grew up an normal Breton life, he was studying to become the arch mage and shot some arrows in his (little) free time. Very diligent in his studies and was going good. But (yes their is always a but) when he was doing a (forbiden mind you) experiment he scalded himself very badly and was shipped to the healers place, were he stayed for a couple months, slowly reagaining health and strenght. When he could finnaly got up his docter told him he would never be able to do what he wanted and would die withing the month. To say the least he was released and has lived a decent life, doing more then he ever has before. Great archer and great spell caster
Other Relevant info: He had an addopted sister, who cared for him more then his other family members
Well there you have it, yet another Breton in an Rpg from yours truely. Tell me what you all think, I can change it
You may consider who your agreeing to sex from.
u always have to think of it. ......Is your guy carring more than 20 septims?
Name : Thiras Nirevin
Race : Imperial
Class : Thief/Accidental Adventurer
Age : 22
Sex : Male
Appearance : Slightly built (not meaning thin, but built slightly.
, brown eyes brown hair.)
Equipment : (this is somewhat optional,) of course it is Danny wanny. A silver longsword (sigh - stolen), some nice clothes (displayed in the screenshoot (to come) - stolen), and - thats just about it. Maybe a couple coins (yes - stolen.)
Allegiance : Undecided (yeah, he's the undecided man)
Personality : The usual gamer10 personality. For those of you who don't know it I'll explain it down here
Always mildly on edge, and very unfriendly, but not rude (which is sorta a change I guess). Antisocial - says it all.
Brief History : Born and raised in Skingrad,Cyrodiil, he'd never before traveled out of his native province until his father and mother both disappeared one night, leaving him to fend for himself. He know's they left for a reason, or he thinks so. He took care of himself from the age of 13 onwards, providing himself with food and a place to sleep - even if he had to procure these in an illegal manner. Eventually he set out for Skyrim, not purposely, he just happened to start walking in one direction and end up eventually reaching the province. Throughout all his time travelling, his pickpocketing skills have been the most useful.
Other Relevant info : Makes enemies very easily, don't piss him off. Oh, he is a criminal yet uncovered, and has a nifty skill at lockpicking.
Note: I will definitely add more later, this is much to short right now.
Bloody hell.. No one else is a theif in the last play and I choose to be one now and theres like a crap load of them..
Name : Aaron Christophe
Race : Imperial
Class : Adventurer/Ranger
Age : 19
Sex : Male
Appearance : Meduim to tall height. Medium length brown hair. Kinda Boyish look, still unknown to the world
Equipment : Brown Leather Jerkin, Long-Armed Green undershirt (woodland colours), Slightly baggy brown leather pants, Iron Shortsword, Shadowcaster (Custom bow, Steel bow with a darkness enchant (Blinds target for 3 seconds)) Worn brown cloak. Steel Arrows
Allegiance : Undecided
Personality : Young, is seeking for adventure. He hears tells of great valor, and adventures and wishes to be apart of them. Neither good or bad.
Brief History : Salinc, same location as Dalrus. Not to much special about Aaron. He is skilled with a bow as is any young man in the area, partly due to the fact that hunting is a staple form of food gathering.
Other Relevant info : He is seeking simple things, the glory of battle, the rights of passage, and Nirn renown. Little does he know that ideals such as those aren't easy to come by, and later on he will find out the price of real life.
Hey everyone, i just got back from beating the main quest in oblivon 4pc(no cheats, not on the blessed and first oblivion char. of mine), and it was freggin ausome!!!! yeah well after the last fight... i feel like RP'ing the heck outa this forum!!!
Name:Juliano Perenia
Race:imperial
Class: Blade Apprentice
Age:15
apperance: 5'4" small, and light peach eyes. un-natural gift for being a good swordsman and a investigator of crime scenes. scruffy, semi-long hair(tied up while wearing a helmet.)
Equipment: Wears a full set of blades armor customised for his size(and height) while on duty or running errands for his higher blade officials. Off duity, he tends to wear very expensive clothes. While off adventuring, he tends to wear an almost child-purpose variation of a black collored glass armor.He Weilds a daedric short sword with the soul of a xivilai daedra and tends to explode randomly on impact.Carries around 1000+gold on him all the time
Personality: A vengeful and aspiring blade apprentice. Happy,wise cracking, and very
funny. Also knows when to be serious. A genius with the sword; has taught and perfected many great swordsman in the blades. Very athletics and acrobatic, he is known to stand watch atop the roof of the library where he and jauffre live at night in chorrol and travel between there and the imperial citty cyrodiil.
History:Was the son of a rich and high ranking blade, but lost both his parents (who's mother was a blade also) when his father died protecting Uriel Septim and his mother died defending kvatch from the assault of daedra.He was inducted into the blades by grandmaster jauffre in honor of his parents. jauffre gave him a blade which his mother had sealed the soul of a daedra in.
alligiance: To the emperor/ The Blades/ all of cyrodiil
Except we are set in Skyrim. ![]()
Channler, its probably because of the revamped thief system people are being thieves now.
I was a thief in Morrowind thats it. I haven't really got to play Oblivion.
Thief is so bad! Ive got Thief two and I can't even get past the second level with guides!
Hehe, one word...Skill.
Sorry mate, couldn't resist.
Honestly it is a pretty hard game and there's really no way to fight someone that knows you're there. You gotta sneak up on them if you want to do any damage...thats what makes it hard.
Name: Galadile
Age: well a couple hundred years but he is an elf and looks 24 in human years
Race: wood elf/high elf. called a Gaelmer
Job: ranger/archer
Appearance: Tall, around 6". He has long golden hair which is braided on the side (think LOTR elves) He is nimble and light. He has a soft appearance and light blue eyes.
Equipment: He wears strong adventuring pants and a light adventuring shirt. In times of battle though he wears a full set of elvish armor. He has a bow which he made at an early age and was infused with spells and the singing and chants of his tribe.
Bio: galadile comes from a wood elf tribe in the very center of Valenwood. The wood elves there are different from others, they have the same appearance yet they are taller, more nimble, and the men are taller than the woman. They are almost their own race a high elf/ wood elf combination. Unlike their woodelf neighbors they do not have high voices but more like the calm high elf voice. They are, of course, archers and galadile is a master marksmen. His tribe, being superior to other tribes because of their skill and knowlege and high elf blood, was whiped out by a coalition and his sister fled north with him. They are possibly the only Gaelmer elves left and his sister was at a very young age. She soon left and was taken care of by a breton family (soulseeker if its ok its going to be your family, and you think of her as your sister).
Galadile now roams and makes a living on the land. His tribe did not eat meat and instead chanted songs which brough fruit to grow wherever they were. He is an excellent fighter and often fights for who he thinks is right
I edited the other relevant info on my char's bio sheet. just so yall know
Well.. Question, how many characters can we run?
I'm planning on at most two.
Name : Malik
Race : Imperial
Class : Blade Raver
Age : Mid to late Twenties
Sex : Male
Appearance : Malik is gaunt and unnaturally pale with stark white hair. His sunken and bloodshot eyes are a dark shade of brown. His long and gangly body is covered in strange scars and wounds, some from himself some from those he combats. He wears leather bindings from his ankles to his knees and the rest is loose black pants. His shirt is either a loose fitting black tunic or a harness. He often wears hooks in his face to stretch back the skin, furthering his freakish appearince and applying further pain.
Equipment : Two large blades that interconnect together into a large double bladed weapon.
Allegiance : Agnar
Personality : Malik is depraved and psychotic. He is addicted to pain and loves nothing more to feel and cause suffering. He is obessessed with blood, often drinking it, though he is not a vampire. He works as a mercenary merely for the chance to kill and when not employed of indulges in torture and serial murder. He is manic when fighting or killing and cares nothing for his own safety, often perposefully putting himself in the way of harm.
His mood is not always that of a happy one, for when he gone too long without spilling blood and causing violence his mood drops and he becomes more and more desperate to kill. At his most desperate he goes to foolish and almost suicidal lengths to kill. His lack of care for his own safety, his emotional instability, addiction to murder, and untrusworthiness are simultaniously his greatest assets and biggest weaknesses.
Brief History :Malik grew up a sickly and scrawny child with his 3 brothers and abusive parents in a small dirty village within the province High Rock. He was always odd and fragile and was often made fun of and made beaten by his brothers, the neighbor children, and his parents.. Malik constantly babbled and talk to himself whilst rocking back and forth soemtimes cowered and pleading before invisible creatures and hiding from unseen dangers.
He would always play on his own whilst talking to himself by a dirt stream, often while being berrated with dirt clods and rocks.
One day by the said stream at the age of 12 he discovered a corpse. He was fascinated by it and would visit it every day. He named it and talked to it. When it started to rot it fascinated him, he was enraptured by the organs within and the maggots and flies that feasted on it. He became fascinated with death and would capture small animals and dissect them. He went even further and staged elaborate ceremonies where he would drink the blood of the animals he captured.
When he was 17 he captured a homeless man and removed his organs and drank his blood. He was discovered by his brother, whom ran to tell. Malik panicked and struck his brother in the back of the head with a rock. Afterwards he drug the body away, performing more odd and twisted experiments with it. Driven by his obsession with death he continued his gruesome work, capturing neighbors and even a few family members, for his sickening experiments. It couldn't last unfortunatly, and he was discovered by the poor townsfolk. When they tried to capture him he fought back like a cornered rat, killing many of them. He fled into the woods.
For months he dwelled there, killing travelers and drifters and dissecting them in his hut. He was discovered and forced out of the woods after some time and took to traveling and killing. Now a grow man he has made a name for himself as a mercenary, doing what he loves best and making money for it.... most the time.
Note: I plan on committing to this RP. THis is in all the respects the same Malik as before, since WOH never happened in this RP I'll just have to do him over.
Ahh...return of the demented pyschopath.
Fun.
I gave him a bit of a rewrite, but he's generally the same
Okay, here's my character, after reading through I decided the heir needs another companion so here goes. Not, this is the same as my third Oblivion character, altered to fit this story.
Name: Penne
Race: Bosmer
Class: Sage Apprentice
Age: 45 (young looking)
Sex: The big M
Appearance: Penne is a young looking Bosmer who hasn't lost the wonder and innocence in his face. He has tan skin, green eyes and long brown loosely braided hair that's pretty tangled up and usually just tight in a pony tail for lack of enthusiam about his own hair, or appearance in general.
Equipment: Penne wears a large fur jacket and fure hood due to him not being used to the cold. He carries a wooden bow with him at all times with poison arrows, and a poison dagger coated in a very rare poison (causes paralize for 120 seconds) is his trump card that he doesn't want to use since the plants required are very hard to come by in Skyrim (they have to be grown in doors). Lastly, he carries the Amulet of The Sage which gives him a big bonus in Restoration and Magicka but silences Destruction.
Allegiance: Heir
Personality: Penne takes his personality as a combination between Alphone and Edward from Fullmetal Alchemist, to give people who have seen that show a good idea. He's extremely determined and tenacious and talks back a lot, but at the same time is very gentle, soft-hearted and sweet. He hates the sight of blood more than anything and sometimes finds himself pulling stupid moves because he doesn't want to see anybody, even his enemies, harmed. Though, he has grown more cynical since he was when he lived in Valenwood, and has grown to accept has a lesson from his teacher that life must be taken to preserve the cycle of life some times. He is often forced to bite his tongue and accept that despite his inner instincts to preserve all life all the time.
Brief History: Penne was born in Falinesti, Valenwood, though as far as he knows he's always lived in a Sage Temple deep in the forests. he doesn't know why he was left there or circumstances of his birth. he was raised a Sage and gained amstery of all things Alchemical, his search for knowledge taking him to all regions in order to sample different plants and learn their properties. At the age of forty-four his temple was assaulted by bandits hunting for an ancient artifact only three people in the temple knew the existence of. On the edge of death his master told Penne of the location of the artifact and gave him a scroll of Levitation and a scroll of Icarian flight (or some equal to it the master some how came across throughout his life's travels) and told Penne to take the artifact and use the two scrolls to escape once he had it. His master also told him after he landed not to return to Valenwood for at least ten years, and when he came back, he would be the new master of the temple.
Penne did as he was told, barely managing to escape the temple with the amulet of The Sage and fly off as the bandits closed in on him. He used levitation to land softly in a strange frozen place. Naive, and filled with memories of all his dead brothers at the temple, Penne set off to figure out what to do with the next decade.
(Note, the difference between this and him in OB is in OB he landed on top and Imperial guard and was arrested for assault)
Other Relevant Info: <snip> I decided to scratch this idea as it'd add too much complication.
You know it, you love it, Shogun's back.
Name: Sadril Darothril
Race: Dunmer (Was hoping there'd be a couple less of em, oh well. Just can't bring myself to play anything else)
Age: Well.... Due to his...condition it is plausable that he is quite old. In fact quite probable. You could almost say ancient. But he takes care of himself so he looks very young,
Class: Again I must be vague, he considers himself a Jack-of-all-trades, if you will. Granted, he has lived long enough to master a fair share of professions, but it's impossible to label him one particualr class. One day he may sport Ebony armor and a warhammer, the next, Glass and a bow, and later, a scroll toting mage... Who knows?
Sex: Male
Appearance: Young looking, Sadril has loose, oilly hair of a silver tone, brighter silver than usual for Dunmer. It grows wildly, but no lower than his neck, and usually hides his eyes, facial expressions, and otherwise genuinely handsome face. He stands at 5'9" and has the bodily appearance of an almost malnourished 20 year old, being unnaturally slender, but walks tall and gracefully. Usually garbed in black cloth armor (veterans of the night may recognize it as Shrouded Armor), but as stated in his class, will often change appearance. A quick glance of his smile may give away secrets to those who are observant, however.
Equipment: Constantly changes, most commonly however, he would be seen in the black cloth armor stated above and wielding a beautiful Akaviri Katana stained lightly with a red tint.
Allegiance: Allegiance? What's that?
Personality: UNDERGOING CHANGES
Brief History: Updated None is known about Sadril's past. He has played many important roles in his lifetime, but has never stuck to any one of them. Most recently however (I.E. the past 100 years or so) he has grown quite bored with daily life and began to, one by one, try out different guilds. The mage's guild disowned him because... Hell I'll just say it, he's a vampire; he left the fighter's guild complaining that they all whine too much and have egos bigger than their swords, and sword skills as he proved.. The thieves guild was to pacifistic for him, and the mythic dawn (he knows much about dark goin-ons) were to extremist and crazy.
The Dark Brotherhood was his last choice, and he became a widely accepted and valued member as he quickly rose through the ranks (being quite adept at the whole assassination thing). But, just recently, the DB he too left, though not quite as peacefully as the others (well the mage's guild was a fiasco, but that's a different story
). He left the DB because he felt it to be too ordered and civilised; and as he left he decided to go out with a bang and take one of their Speakers with him, just to show how much the DB relies on ordered powers. Although his plan backfired as he underestimated the Speaker's running speed, and Sadril was forced to settle with taking the life blood of a Silencer. He has since been pursued by the Dark Brotherhood, but they have yet to kill hm.
happy RPing
Welcome back sniper, nice to see you around again.
I think I promised you a picture of what Brianna looks like?
Well here she is, courtesy of Fethenwen!!
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v613/minque/fethenwen.jpg
enjoy!
This is pretty much what my character looks like - Normal, when not wearing any armour
Geee Fuzz! That is one scary guy! Ohhh....very impressive...I like him but he scares the h*** outta me!
the halfbloods take the mother's race anyway, occasionally with quite a few traits of the father popping up.
Admit it Minque, you just wanted her to have blue skin.
Anyway, I'm formulating a second character for the agnar side, not all this information is complete and will be editted slowly before he's introduced. Any feedback would be great from dantrag if you think the agnar side needs a specialist of any sort.
Name: Al'Drake
Race: Ohmes-raht
Class: Haven't decided yet
Age: 35
Sex: Male
Appearance: Imagine for a moment a steel mask that obscures the face of the figure in front of you with only some strange yellow eyes staring at you from behind, Thick hair forms wild black dreadlocks only partially covered by what looks sort of like an orcish helmet connected to the mask like a catcher's helmet. Steam continuously exhales from the mouth holes. Thick fur pauldrons sit the soulders pinning down a sweeping black cape that falls across his back. Connected to the fur pauldrons is a ebony-scale cuirrass covered by a simple brown leather layering on each side. The grieves and gloves are made in a similar fashion. Along his back an silver longbow with a feint glow, along with a quiver of silver arrows. In his hand is a spear with a glass tip. That's all you'll ever see.
Equipment: Now for the technical information. His leather/ebony scales armor all fortifies both acrobatics and athletics. He has a couple simple topaz rings that, if he activates when the moon is shining (going off morrowind rules for this guy) give him constant effect 75% chameleon, while concurrently draining his fatigue. His amulet, the amulet of the hunt, gives him a constant effect detect creature bonus for 70 feet. The mask/helmet is a daedric artifact personally given to him by Hircine for running some errand. It's properties are unknown to even him, he was promised it was quite powerful, and exceeding useful, however. The silver bow is enchanted with burden and the arrows are poisioned with drain strength (you'll find out why). The spear is enchanted with nothing to help him in battle, however the back side doubles as a staff that casts "mark," a long lasting soultrap spell he casts on his target of choice, the catch being the tip of the spear can only injure, but will not kill anyone until either the mark wears off (in a week) or the execution is completed.
Allegiance: Agnar, eventually
Personality: What do expect from a daedra worshipper? He's secretive, subtle, calculating and by all means a true servant of Hircine. On the other hand, he's witty and careful in his choice of words, and definitely not a mute, he'll talk freely about anything, it's simply direct and serious, the only time he ever laughs is during the thrill of the hunt, though that can mean anything, even a game of chess or an argument, as long as there's some goal involved.
Brief History: Most of his past is unknown except that he was raised in Summerset Isle and most of his abilities and powers are as a direct result of being a devoted follower of Hircine all his life. His motives, or more importantly the motives of Hircine in using him and granted him his gifts, are unknown.
Other Relevant info: His introduction to the agnar side should take place when his Mark accidentally falls on a member of the heir party.
well this is my first RP ever (hooray). lets give it a shot.
Name: Tendyr Valerus
Race: Redguard
Class: custom class warrior
Age: 17
Sex: Male
Appearance: he has a young, calm face. he has coffee brown short hair. he is very muscular. he has blue eyes with a certain fire of anxiousness that all youth has.
Equipment: he wields an ancient dwarven longsword that has a fire enchantment that was given to him by his father a year ago as a gift before he passed away. He wears extravegently copious steel, and a an iron tower shield. his father also gave him a ring that increases his strenght by incredible amounts, but is cursed. the curse takes half his life away from him, so he only uses it in desperate sitiuations.
Alleigence: Agnar (are there many agnar's)
Personallity: Tendyr is very well-spoken and if somethings bothering him he will speak up. he also tries to take the role of leader sometimes which either gets him in trouble or hurt. he claims to be the best swordsman in the land. he is very cocky and very arrogant. but if you can somehow deal with his personallity you will be glad he's on your side.
Brief History: Born into a pauper family, in Gilane Hammerfell. tendyr wanted to help his family have a better life but at a very young age his mother was killed. so his father learned the art of armoring and made a living selling weapons. tendyr learned to weild a sword at the tender age of 11. since then he has become one of the greatest swordsman in all of Hammerfell. at 16 he left his father in search of work.
Sounds great, welcome aboard mate.
I love the balance of ubers and flaws
Nice, a Redguard!
Here's my Anti-Brianna character...
Name: Hecate
Race: Half-Nord / Half-Imperial
Class: Skilled Assassin
Age: 34
Sex: Male
Appearance: Black, short hair and keen black eyes. Light shades of grey on his cheeks. He looks very serious and focused. His face has nearly no expressions at all, doesn’t show any emotions. He is about average height, muscular built, strong in his legs and upper body. He is extremely quick, swift and light-footed. He has a tattoo of a strange looking symbol on his forearm of two half circles that doesn’t fit each other.
Equipment: He wears a dark cloak which reaches his ankles, usually wears a hood. He wears black light armor that can withstand most weapons and you can still move swiftly with it, the armor has several attribute enchantments. His boots has a neat flight spell enchantment on command. He wears several belts along his hip containing several poisoned throwing knives, potions, lock picks, scrolls and some rations. He also has two poisoned daggers, very well made and detailed, the blade of the daggers are formed like a flame. On his back he got a poisoned and enchanted katana which he only use if he comes in big fights. Inside his sleeve he got a small dagger with deadly poison on it. On his thigh he got a small pouch full of poisoned caltrops.
Allegiance: Anti-Brianna and Unborn Baby Movement
Personality: He is a very sinister person. He usually doesn’t reveal any emotions at all due to a long life of assassinating people. He is a focused man, focused on his objective and has a high willpower. He is also a charismatic character, good to bridge and get information out of people one way or another. He always have a good time killing people and sometimes he usually unleash a sinister laughter when slowly killing his victims.
Brief History: Unnecessary, the less you know – the better.
Other Relevant info: Hecate is a toxin user. He uses venom on every blade he has. He uses Hemotoxin which is a toxin that attacks red blood cells, this causes organ degeneration and generalized tissue damage. An injury due to a hemotoxic agent is very painful, and permanent damage, such as loss of an affected limb, is possible even with prompt treatment.
He also uses Myotoxin that leads to muscle necrosis. These peptides act very quickly, causing instantaneous paralysis (to prevent prey from escaping and eventually death due to diaphragmatic paralysis – In other words, kills because muscles in the ribcage that is essential for the lungs and heart to work if I remember right)
In the end Batrachotoxin which is very deadly simply because it goes straight for the heart and kills within a very short amount of time. It destroys nerves and paralyses the heart muscles. In real life, there’s still no antidote for this poison.
Sorry about this, but have been studying toxins lately.
Holy. Crap.
Good thing thats the ARCH-ENEMY else that'd be FAR to uber...
poisons *shudder* time to take out the ol' crossbow...
He's not the arch-enemy, neither is he uber... It's only toxins, Brianna will manage to cure those in some way
I think he will die in the end, so don't wurry Hunter
Note: Dwemer Crossbow, means I don't need to be ANYWHERE near you, I'd love to see him throw one of those daggers 250 Meters... (upward)
After research - Only the batrachotoxin is actually a poison since it's not injected, it's on the skin of some certain types of frogs, for defense.
The others are toxins and doesn't go under poison...
Just gotta balance this or those toxins have no use at all
Here he is, arch-baddie.
Name: Veric Astien
Race: Breton
Class: Mage... No, Uber Mage
Age: 70
Sex: Male
Appearance: Well.... In his normal form (
) he is a young Breton (despite being 70; see below) Clean cut, shaved, greying black hair is pulled back into a ponytail reaching his shoulders. Roughly 5'10", normal build. Wears a multitude of different robes, but most commonly an elegant deep crimson colored robe with hood. No matter what form he takes on (
again) he always has prevalent clear, yellow eyes.
Equipment: Other than the clothes on his back, he favors an elegant Ebonyshortsword, but rarely uses it. He also has staffs stored away for... Special situations.
Alegiance: Anti-Prophecy
Brief History: To Be Announced (More than likely won't though, it is unimportant.)
Other Relavent Info: He is a skilled spellcaster. He prides himself in being the best in all of Tamriel in fact. A master of Destruction, Alteration, and Illusion, and being an expert in all other forms of Magicka. He has an ability, however, unnatural for most. The ability to shapeshift, perhaps attributed to his fluency in Alteration and Illusion. Being able to change the tone of his skin and his face for a short time, he believes he has far from mastered it. It still is quite useful, despite him being unable to do too much with the overall build of his body. Veric has looked into exactly what gives him this ability, but is still uncertain. A strong theory points to being born under a rare starsign...
Uber? He is the bad guy
. If anyone has a serious problem with the shapeshifting though, let me know. But yeah, he's powerful. Like a Destruction skill to destroy taverns powerful.
I think you should have him gradually learn more and more about his shapeshifting...
Heh heh heh... you know what be Funny? he's walking down the street and suddenly (prefurable to his surprise) he turns into a woman...
Not dissin' the girls... just think it'd be a... odd... experince
Hey I just want to post a character here... a character who has been in my mind alot lately... by the way I dont know if I'm allowed here so if I'm not... sorry...
Name: Abyss
Race: Nord / Altmer
Class: Exile (actually he just likes killing and he is kinda like a battlemage)
Age: unknown (he looks like he is 21)
Sex: Male
Alligance: whatever fits his interests at the moment
Apperance: he wares loose black pants and nothing more... his skin is pale as hell... well the skin not covered by his demonic tattoos... he is bald... even his face and head are covered by tattos... and his eye color is gray
Equipment / Weapons: none... his tattos come to life and take form of weapons or magic... for example his tatto on his left hand comes to life and acts like a snake that can slice through anything... his tattoo in his left arm becomes a giant scimitar with a black shadowy chain conected to his arm... kinda like in god of war...
Brief History: He is a madman with bloodlust and a fetish for destruction... he does not talk much but his eyes reveal how he feels... like emotions and such...
Other Info: He loves to kill and destroy... I mean he even torrtures children... like braking there bones and such... he loves pain... he is the pure manifistation of evil... and he loves using leech spells such as absorb life to regenerate his own health...
And if I am not allowed here than sorry but I realy felt like posting the information of this character for a while now...
By the way... anyone who has read A DEAD MAN'S TALE should know who I'm taliking about... well the finally of the story reveals this character a bit...
I think you MIGHT want to scribble out the "Cuts through anything" part...
Okay... but I realy think that the snake thingy cutting through anything was one of his best feature.... can I atleast put "cutting through almost anything"...
I think that would be pretty fair... But note to the first person who trys to kill me: I got an evil plan using something I mentioned. (or someone else mentioned heh heh heh)
i take you plan on joining then right? as far as cutting through anything... that is too vague. if someone blocks it with a sword, you could always come back with a *cuts through your sword*
you can make it pretty damn good, but when it comes to interfering with the equipment/belongings of another character you have to draw a line. plus it's hard to grow accustomed to a really strong character who is being played by someone who we have never seen roleplay before. things can get ugly
I realy wasnt going to join myself... I just wanted to post this guy's information... I just thought he was realy cool and needed to share him with the rest of the world... but yeah... if anyone wants to use him thats alright by me... I myself are writing his own fan fic... damn... I revealed to much information already... o well...
P.S. When I said cutting through anything I meant like fleash... of course some one should be able to block his attacks with a shield or sword or whaterver... because if they could not... than that means this guy is too damn powerful...
Here's that follow-up assassin. Brought back an oldie that I rarely used. (changed some stuff with the gloves though)
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Name: Cerpin Taxt (often called Shifter)
Race: Originally altmer
Age: 1023
Allegiance: Agnar/Baddie
Class: Mage/Assassin
Personality: Very quiet and reserved, he is almost a legend, a person told of in scary children's stories. He is a killer, through and through, and he doesn't do it for money or for any sense of values; he merely likes killing, and the challenge of doing so. He often puts strange limits on himself, for example, when he camps, he would rather take the time to light a fire using flint and steel rather than just casting a fire spell on some wood.
Brief History: Cerpin was born of a family of mages; his mother, father, and three siblings were all mages. He was no different, except for the fact that he seemed to like challenges more than anyone else; he would often limit himself, making tasks much harder than they actually were. His entire family put a combined effort into creating a spell that would allow them to switch bodies with each other. When his family would retire for the night, Cerpin would often study the notes himself, and think of many tweaks and additions to the spell. When the family finally decided to make the spell, Cerpin had other ideas. He brought along a pair of black gloves; one already enchanted, and one that was about to be. When his family began the incantations, Cerpin caught them unawares, and caused the spell that they were chanting to enchant his glove. When there was not enough magic power amongst the family to complete the task, Cerpin found a way to use his familiy's life energy to fuel it. Cerpin has lived many lifetimes by switching bodies with passerbys and then killing his old body, and the soul that had just made its way into it. He find pleasure in hunting his victims; he often follows them for months, sometimes years, before finding the most opportune moment to strike and assume control of their bodies.
Equipment: His pair of black gloves (The left allows him to switch bodies with anyone that is caught unaware, or doesn't have the willpower to resist him, and the right keeps a wandering soul from taking over the empty shell of a body he leaves behind), he wears a black cloak over a black tunic, aiding him in moving unseen, despite the fact that he has the capability to cast chameleon and invisibility on himself.
(he now walks in the form of a thin, pale imperial, with very thin, long black hair, and odd yellow eyes that seem to follow him no matter what body he assumes, as is common in the different forms of shapeshifters.)
hello everyone.... saw this rp... and couldnt resist....Here's my char from oblivion and morrowind....(no pic yet.... learning how to mess w/textures...)
Name: Sasal Valor
Race: Dunmer
Sex: Male
Age: 45
Class: Crusader
Alligance:To Peace, Repent, and Education
Appearance: 5'10, a bit more stalkier than normal dunmers. Has long gray hair but usualy keeps it in a bun while wearing his helmet. Can be intentified by his Ghastly Scar across his mouth(its a bit pink, its healing.) His eyes are light burgandy on the outer parts, and works its way to a crimson red at his pupils.
Equpment/appearal/weapons:He is usualy caught wearing a full suit of black disenchanted ordinator armor previously used by the guards of almalexia of morrowind. His Weapon is a Scimitar Forged by an unknown blacksmith who was trying to make an equvalent to the neverar's blade, The Trueflame, but enchantments were all wrong and its effects differed from the trueflame.For one, the sword rather shoves and pushes an opponent rather that cut and burn. And The
flames that spout from the sword is a deep violet than a red/orange fire. In his bag are high potions that heal poison and conseals one with chameleon.
History: Previously from mournhold, the capital of morrowind, he was a troubled young renagade ordinator, affected by family deaths and Nordic mead. He had left his homeland, his past life and memories and dedicated himself to Atoning for his sins by helping, protecting, and caring for anyone who needed his help. He wandered
the world, helping everyone he could along the way, thus working his way to the throat of the world in skyrim, Tamriel's highest mountain(not counting the vvardenfell mountains) where he meditated in silence for years, treking between the mountain and all the way to haafingar once a year.
Personal interests and habits: Likes to eat cheese, scrib jerky, bread all together.Tends to rub his scar across his mouth alot. His prized possesion is his helmet, which he recived from his brother when he died. his scimitar is known to incapacitate one with heavy blows and strikes. Laughs alot. Secretly carries a few tankards of nordic mead(he was a drunkard in morrowind)
After I came here to post about Abyss my curiosity reached it's peaked so I decided to join... and I am going to take every one's advice and make a not as powerful character... so here he is...
Name: Maze
Age: 133 (but he looks like he is 21)
Race: Nord / Altmer
Alligence: whatever benefits him
Class: ShadowCaster (a warrior infuse with black magic )
Apperance: Maze is a very tall nord... he is 6 feet tall and 3 inches... he wares black baggy torn pants... and he wares boots, chestpiece, left pauldron, and left gaunlet made out of this black unknown material witch are decorated with green tribal symbols... he has pale skin... and several black with green tattoo's all over his body, including the edges of his face... he has long obsidian black hair that reaches down to his shoulders... and his eyes are an emotionless gray...
Personality: He loves battle and to kill... since that is the only time he feels alive... he keeps his thoughts to himself and tries to stay two steps ahead from his enemies... he is not shy but he perfers to keep his oppinions to himself... he was not much of a bad guy to begin with... but after a houndred years of pain and misery twisted him into being pure evil... he kills without mercy and without a second thought to it... he also likes to mess with peoples heads... no matter what he does and where he travels his horrible past keeps haunting him and killing him from the inside...
Weapons / Equipment: An ebony cutlass and a silver / ebony sinister looking dagger... also an amulet that has constent effect of night eye...
Abilities / Strenght: Maze is an incredible sword master who combines his physical strenghts with black magic... his favorite spell is a giant ball of negetive energy that he hurls at his enemies... and it explodes on contact... he also has some knowledge in necromancy... and likes to do this cool shadow thingy....
History: Maze was once Mehrunes Dagon's champion and worshiper... until one day his master betrayed him... he dissapeared from the face of the world for one hundred years... all of a sudden he returned... wandering the world with no purpose... other than to do battle and kill others...
What do you guy's think about my character... not to shabby if I do say so myself... anyways I am knew to Role Play... so if anyone wants fo fill me in on what is going on... please feel free to pm me... or just post and let me know here
Nice character!
If you need a summary of the plot so far/what we have planned, just post in the planning thread or PM me and I'll try to help you out.
Yay! A dark and sinister version of... ummmm... some random guy!
In other words: Nice to see a new character falling into this Rp!
Name: The Silhoutte
Age: Unknown rumored to be thousands of years
Race: Moldair (think darkelf type guys only a little different)
Alliegence: He does not have one but whatever he gets the best pay from
Class: Dark Sorcerer/Necromancer
Appearance: http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a347/jgaunya/silhouette1.jpg
Personality: It is very hard to tell what he is like, the Silhoutte is not of Tamriel, he has a very cold and not very talkative personality. He will not work for anyone or listen to leadership, he will work with others but never under them. The Silhoutte does not take any bad dispositions from people and if people do not like him, they are usually already dead. The Silhoutte is evil, plain and simple, however, he does not show this to everyone and is very secretive about it, putting on the image of just a mercenary.
Weapons: Mostly magic, but he is also an EXCELLENT swordsman and he is unnaturally fast with his duel schimitars
History: ??? mostly, however, he is from Akivar and was part of a race called the Moldair who were the dominant race untill their empire crumbled to the Tsaeci (sp?) and then the dragon people. The reason for their fall is unknown because their power was unmatched, however, few of them moved and are now spread throughout the world.
Serene Vantinius-Sarethi, beloved wife of Serjo Athyn Sarethi in Ald´ruhn.
Imperial
47 years old
Very experienced mage and healer
Well known to all who have heard of Arcyakt the evil demon who terrorized Vvardenfell many years ago.
All she wants is to live a calm and happy life in Ald´ruhn. Naturally she´s into politics as well, because of her inborn concern about the small people. She is goodhearted and kind....except if someone is threatening her family..then she turns into a lethal weapon. -Her magical skills are outstanding!
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v613/minque/Mature%20serene/thankyouandgoodbye.jpg
i must've missed something
what happened to good ole' jonacin?
Teh real Telina is now being revealed ![]()
Name:Telina Delvanni
Age:45
Race:Dunmer (again Dark Elf if you insist)
Class:Master Theurgis (uber mage thing), and s tad Battlemage
Sex:Sure..aehem, no thanks:P (I know I'm pushing my luck) *looks all doors and windows, hoping Danny will not kill me*
Appearence:She is not the tallest of persons, but have a thin slender body, shoulder long silvery hair, and a gorgeous face. Her piercing red young eyes, have made more than one boy melt for her, and she is know to be a very seductive person.
Equipment: She wears a Theurgist Robe of Frost, along wiht a right and left hand Theurgist glove ( both increases her magical abilities, and give her a little weakness to fire, and resistance to frost), Shoes of the swift courier(jump 20pts, fortify speed and athelethics 10pts, fortify acrobatics 20pts), several steel daggers(all massively poisoned of course), an Ebony Broadsword(damage armour/weapon, drain health), two small crossbows with poisonous bolts, and the staff of Elemental Channeling (fortify lots of magic skills, slowfall 5pts).
Allegiance:Brianna&co.
Personality:Calm, and quick thinking, controlled, smart enough to be a different person, nice and happy unless someone wants her dead, or one of her friends dead, or a person that just bugs her:p, then she can get ANGRY...Most of the time calculating the situation.
Brief History: *Born
*Orphaned
*Raised by Dark Brotherhood
*Captured, exiled to Morrowind
*Becomes Arch-Magister of telvanni, and other things
*Becomes Master Theurgist under the teachings of Jaron Scorchblot
*Dissapears(moves to Skyrim)
Other Relevant info:yes...dont piss her off
seems... much more uber than what i remember thinking of her whem this RP started.
And me revealing that Arygon has a robotic arm isn't uber
but if that's true, Brianna would be less than ten years old. ![]()
I figured that Serene and athyn just had a thing before Jonacin came into the picture.
Reserved....Haldin is coming up (just need to think him over first
)
So anyone who dares to defile thgis post will get a nasty surprise
All were suppose to die... Well, thanks a lot Tellie. I were actually having a good life until you're sentance of doom...
Hope it won't be too many characters for the bad guys to handle... oh what am I saying.. BRING IT ON!
I actually think we're getting too many uber characters.
Whatever happened to the slightly above average joe?
Well, Haldin wontbe so uber...but please for your own sake, dont get him angry when he is holding a hammer....he is an expert with them:p
We were also thinking about a easy and simple adventure...
but we've ended up with a prophecy of a baby which holds supernatural powers, which is going to be the lord of Skyrim something something...
Hmm, my problem is that Flint's enemies were always too powerful for him to get beaten and live. Deagan wasn't in the mood for mercy at the time and I don't expect a zombie to know the word, especially if it was Maze's zombie.
Maybe i should get Flint into a little bar brawl someday.
As for Haldin, we need someone to replace Telina, so he'll definitely be quite powerful.
yes we should cut down on the telepathy a bit in the next rp IMO
Yeah.. there's a little too much... even I HAD to use it... how depressing...
Alright, we're getting way off topic; back to the planning thread!
Flint can travel fast and his Tarhiel's dream come true. But as a fighter? He's nothing without a few bottles of Flin to throw.
Anyway, back to the rp.
Jeez! Brianna isn´t uber.....just a healer and slightly telepathic....and pregnant!
and again, I'm gonna make Haldin a NOT uber guy...true he will be good within two areas, that is hammer and foot/fist....but he will definately be a beatable character...as other characters have their strenghts.
This discussion should be moved to the planning thread and this one should probably be cleaned up a little, you know remove all this junk. Its getting rather off topic now.
Edit:Yes that means you mods and admins out there that might be browsing this.
Ok.... i cant figure out how to take pics in OB... so ill use my old(and still used)Character from morrowind... a younger... non-scar sasal.... il make it so that its 20 years earlyer.... with false blaze ....... 
and another.... i call it.... "A Confused Ordinator" basing it off his history of going mad at the loss of his brother.......
and heres sasal in the elite ordinator armor/mod... all i need is a scar across the mouth
Whoa.
Cool Pics.
Name : Pilthan Dranius
Race : Imperial
Class: Specifically, none, but Pil is exceptionally skilled with a blade.
Age : 23
Sex : Male
Appearance: Dresses in all black clothing, but surprisingly doesn't wear a hood. He wears a shirt and pants, not a robe or a cloak. He wears black gloves, each engraved with a bright symbol, one of Mara and the other an outline of a woman. The symbols indicate what Pil believes in, and what he fights for. He has short brown hair, and brown eyes, and stands 6 feet tall. Pil is relatively lean, but imposing nonetheless. The figure of the woman is also etched in silver lining on the front of his shirt.
Equipment: A silver long sword (sheath and all, the sword has a black hilt), and a flask. He has a small pouch with which he carries some small amounts of cash, and a little pack that he carries his food in.
Allegiance: Undecided
Personality: Quiet, but prideful, and very deceptive. He may appear to be pondering when actually he is just staring out into space. Pil is easy to anger if insulted in the right manner, but tries to hide his rage and act calm and sensible. He may often resort to his blade if pushed to far, and in a fury could harm those who he views as allies. He rarely shows visible remorse after committing a regrettable act, but his mind is tangle of emotions and thoughts.
Brief History: Pil was born to an unmarried woman, of a low caste in society denoted by her family's history. He was the product of his mothers work as a prostitute, and his father was a customer who never visited to receive services again, an infrequent customer who left Pil without a male caretaker.
After Pil turned sixteen, he walked in on his mother and a man, one who was extremely abusive. Pil drew a small knife, and in a brief but violent fury, killed the man, without the least bit of remorse nagging at him. He’d become sickened with his mothers attempt at earning enough money to support him. His mother watched in horror then as Pil searched the man's body, taking his money. He ran from the house, leaving his mother with the dead body of her customer, and his money. He struck out on his own, using whatever money he could find to purchase his equipment over the period of the next seven years.
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How's this? I might make some minor changes later on.
wow, thats a first.. i think.... this character is very... i dunno... but it was very creative of you! His history... so climactic.... and yet, so tragic..
I say He's a very well created character and will leave his mark on this current RP>>>> ![]()
(and again.. GOOD JOB!:D)
Thanks, I must say though, I'm gonna have to choose one of Dantrag's characters to pester. ![]()
I need to find a suitable place to throw him in, but I don't want to disrupt the story.
haha, you welcome. But i think Rahvin and... the other guy dantrag is using is one in the same( or they are at least both in Rahvin's body)
By the way, he seems to have a very laid-back personality, why dont pilthan and Sasal become drinking buddies? lol... get back 2 me however, im gonna leave this tab open while i read more on TES history^^
Yet again u seem to develope great characters gamer, can't wait to see how is going to do in the RP and which side he will go too
oohh..... ok thanx tellie! i was really lost when i read some of the posts w/ sadril/rahvin/and cerpin tyty very much!
Were can you read the TES history??
P.S.
Sorry Tellie if this were of topic
seeing as how sasal sustained some injuries durring his current travels, i think for the time skip, i want to add a new character.... an character whom sasal would be the predicesor to(is that the right way to use predicesor? is that even spelled right?) if anyone wants to help with a new character, pm me, if not, then ill be switching from sasal to another character
ahhh ic ic.... well.... i plan to loose sasal due to either retirement or death(a nice villa in hammerfell would be good... somewere near the ocean....wait, are dunmer allowed in hammerfel? i wanna let sasal go politicaly correct if he retires...) if he dies, then he dies a little after the rp(or another10-20 yr time skip) so yeah... if anyone wants to be my
'sucessor'(thanks dantrag
) to my armor,sword and to my revised version of Vivec/Indoril grappling... if not, than can anyone give me any ideas to put off sasal into retirement and bring up a replacement( a dunmer would fit the role, but i sort've wanna see someone non-dunmer be the sucessor to sasal) any ideas would be appreciated
(did i spell that right?) very much............
Since Flint is constantly getting smacked by Hecate and all, I figured he could use some help. Now please look over my second character and tell me if he's too uber or something.
Name : Fervus Noctus
Race : Imperial (Lich)
Class : Healer
Age : 506
Sex : male (Not that it matters much, he’s nothing more but a skeleton.)
Appearance : Let’s see. Take a Lich, put him in a brown robe with hood and a bit of cloth in front of his face that only leaves the eyes open. Add gloves, boots and you’re all set. Notice that it is very dark behind his hood, so you won’t notice his skeletal face unless you practically poke your face in his.
Equipment : Bound cuirass and greaves underneath his robe at all times. If necessary, Fervus can cast a spell to fill up the missing pieces, resulting in a Dremora look. He also carries a Daedric staff, the pillar of sparking flame. When he hits people with its tip (he rarely does that) a weak eruption of both fire and shock occurs. If he smashes the staff’s butt into the ground, a big (higher than a building) pillar of fire and shock shoots up around him in a radius of 3 metres. This does sap half of the staff’s maximum charge.
Allegiance : (The good guys)
Personality : He likes to joke to people and really gets tired from the old prejudice that all Liches are ultimate evil. Not much else.
Brief History : Fervus Noctus was your average healer till he got obsessed with Necromancy and eventually turned himself into a Lich. His friend tried the same but became a zombie instead. The people in the city where they lived feared them so they had to run to a cave somewhere in Argonia where they remained for the next 67 years. Then they met another Imperial, who invited them over to a patch of ground he’d just bought and where they could live without being hunted. So they went there, built a house and later found out that the Imperial was some old uber-vampire. More houses came and gradually a whole village was formed with a rather colourful group of inhabitants. There are werewolves, a flame Atronach, a zombie, a Lich and a vampire, among normal people.
Other Relevant info : Alright, Fervus is decently skilled in the art of Destruction, summoning, Necromancy and he is an excellent healer. He doesn’t like to fight and if he has to, he usually just stands there while summoning stuff and throwing spells. He is too slow to really dodge anyway.
(Edit, I had a few hundred years to many in the cave. It would mess up with his age that way. I removed 400 years, just look at the history section.)
I like him....could be the nemesis of Death, once I will kill her off....but I have to think about it...Telina although having gained more skills than ever, is much more vulnerable, since she think she is immortal....that makes her reckless.
A lich would make things...interesting. At least he can easily make the planned fast forward easily enough.
Tellie...is Telina going to die?
Well - the mystery man made his performance, even thought I wish it could turn out another way, but didn't have enough time to write pluss that a mean woman was about to turn up
Here is my good guy character... a real fighting demon and spellcaster-pwner
Not really, he's balanced... anyway...
Name: Arezt ‘Arco’ Colerion
Race: Dunmer
Class: Warrior
Age: 115
Sex: Male
Appearance: Not as it used to be. The long black hair has been pretty much razed off, leaving no hair left on his head what so ever. The once circular tattoo on his chin has been razed off with a knife and a new one have taken the place – a simple looking tattoo of the symbol of Azura. He looks fairly older than he did before, he looks more like a real man now actually then what he did in A Mystery Unleashed. Nothing else special about his appearance other than that he has very fiery red eyes now. He looks much stronger and is as well. Very muscular around the chest, torso, arms, legs etc. Stands easily over six feet tall. Not anymore special features about him.
Equipment: He wears a thick but still light cloak, it rests around his shoulders and neck area before dropping down reaching no longer than his ankles. His base armor is leather clothing made by the Ashlanders, it’s rather thin but offers a little protection and doesn’t have anything to say when it comes to moblity or anything. Over that he has certain Deadric plates. The plates are a little thinner than normal Deadric armor to offer more mobility. He wears full armor, but doesn’t look exactly like Daedric, it’s much more black and uses lighter material as well, like strong leather one the boots and gauntlets. He also has this thin plate from his stomach area down covering his personal area and reaching nearly to his knee (extra protection never hurts). The armor is a clear improvement since A Mystery Unleashed, since that got pretty beaten up. Out from that he only has a two belts around his hip in a cross, on the belt he only has some pouches with rations, water, money and tools to repair his armor. On each side of his hip he got a scimitar – The Colerion Scimitar Collection. The sheath is all black with daedric edges. You can only see black curved hilts out from the sheath – but his blades are composite of Daedric and Ebony. His blade has the same for as a katana but a curves more. The blade itself doesn’t look enchanted until it reflects of light. His first blade is enchanted with a strong frost spell and the other with a strong fire spell. The blades isn’t exactly light, but Arco’s strong arms and a century of using blades have made it feel like he’s waving a feather.
Allegiance: Baby Defense Squadron
Personality: Even thought he has changed there’s still the good old signs left in him, he’s quiet as usual, determined but he does less of the disappearing act. He has a strong will which makes him push himself hard when different situations etc. occur. He doesn’t like to be underestimated either but since A Mystery Unleashed he has grown more sensible than the ‘good old honoured user that runs of and gets himself nearly killed all the time’ for better or worse – I don’t know.
Brief History: History is still the same. But during A Mystery Unleashed, he died and was reincarnated by Azura. Only to meet his friends a short while before nearly dropping dead in the Ashlands and then taken prisoner by some Dunmer slave dealers. He was kept in a cellar in their fortress while the rest of the group pretty much thought he was dead I guess and carried on. He was kept in the cellar for about a year after A Mystery Unleashed – the history from there to now will come to a Fan Fiction section near you! Soon...
Other Relevant info: Arco is not that easily recognised now (even by good old friends) since he has changed pretty much.
The mean honoured user is back alright - But now at the moment I won't be able to post anything until tomorrow or maybe I can jump by quickly in around four hours or so...
Name : Ragoth
Race : Imperial
Class : Warrior (...)
Age : 36
Sex : Male (duh)
Appearance : Ragoth stands at 6' 8" wieghs 200 pounds (all muscle) and has long spiral tattoo's all down the left side of his face and body. His right armed is scarred from his training rituals, while the left side bearing the tattoo's were ritually inscribed.
Equipment : Bottomhalf: Dwemer, Top Half: Steel, (of Armour) Uses a Ebony Longsword, and has no care for any sort of magic besides his weak heal self spells.
Allegiance : (Serene) (no really)
Personality : After long years of hunting Deadra and exploring Tamriel Ragoth has picked up habits from the differeing cultures. Unforturenatly Ragoth's last adventure in Cyrodill has driven him to insanity (Martin drove him insane) and his previous personality has been all but erased.
Brief History : He has wandered Tamriel all of his life since his training that began at age 4. He left his hometown village after his training at age 16 and has successfully killed a Deadra at age 18. He Journeyed across Tamriel helping those in need until finally he was there when the Oblivion Gates were opened and in the end was driven insane.
Other Relevant info : He's here to save Serene if no-one else does first... If someone does then he'll just ummm... (Runs out of idea's)
... question: which one gets the insanely rare Bracer/Dagger ?
Birth? Nothing beats an entire life of brainwashing. Except a command humanoid spell, of course.
So ... which child gets the B-D ?
Hmm, the B-D could be stolen. (Hey, don't look at Flint. He's really nice ok. It's just that he usually gets paid for risking his life, that's all.
)
... Not happening... it's too evil of a thing... plus word would get round andthe real Arygon would send like a million guards after Flint. Not newby guards either: the ones from Mournhold.
Dagger/Bracer .. the one in the gift package... *cough*
... I *ahem* misplaced the king somewhere... (is that his body in the gutter?)
I was joking... I haven't killed the king (except on my saves in game mu hah ah) but i'm sure I could pay him enough to "loan" me a few of his guards.
well.. i believe it was decided that sadril gets to be the caretaker of the little boy, since he will decidedly be neutral in this conflict, and sadril is the most neutral one.
you're probably asking 'who would be dumb enough to trust their kid with someone like sadril?'
well let me just say that i think (especially in brianna's eyes) sadril will be more trustworthy once he brings rahvin home in his original body
... the entire point was that Flint couldn't get away with stealing the D-B.
which is completely off-topic for this thread
starting now only character discussion
Name:Toroabok
Race:Dunmer
Class:Elite Ninja/Mage
Age:19
Sex:Yes, please. Just Kidding, Dantrag! Male
Appearance:Looks like any teenage-elite ninja/mage would look like. Okay, maybe you don't know what that looks like
He wears Dark, comfortable pants. His right arm was cut off when he was younger, so know he has a whole metal arm. He is surprisingly muscular for being a ninja.
Allegiance:Ummm...I have no idea what any of the allegiances even are and what they stand for, so i dont know because I'm just now joining...
Personality:He's not very talkative at first, but when he gets to know the person well enough, he becomes slightly annoying (kinda like me
) He likes to flaunt his muscles, so he doesn't wear a shirt. Ever. Even in the extreme cold. That also means that he doesnt care if anybody sees his metal arm, he actually wants them to because its kind of like a rite of passage.
Brief History:He was abbandoned as a baby in the Bosmer lands...Thankfully, a Bosmer family who couldn't make children raised him. He was never accepted becuase he was a Dunmer living with a clan of Bosmer...He was raised in the ways of the Bosmer.
Other Relevant: Information: He was finally accepted into the clan of Bosmer after he he rescued the Leader(?) of the Bosmer from the orcs that were raiding the village.
This is my second character, who I will either drop in now soon, or wait till the next rp.
Name:Haldin.
Race:Dunmer.
Sex:Male (see Danny, I can do it
)
Age:29.
Class:Priest/Monk (he is handy with a battlehammer and his feet/fists)
Appearance:Piercing red eyes, typhical of Dunmers, slightly darker skin than his mother. Short silvery hair(again from his mother),blue tribal tattoes, bot a head taller than most Dunmers(ie:he is a big mer, capable of scaring away most muggers), broad shoulders, and a muscular chest, along with muscular arms/legs.
Equipment:A Dwarwen warhammer enchanted to do fire damage(to cleanse his enemies
), two blacksmith hammers, and a little anvil, case he have to repair something, full bonemold minus helmet, dark travvelers cloak. Always wears his warhammer in a scabbard hung across his back.
Personality:Bit headstrong, which can get him in trouble...rather stay and fight instead of running, quite fanatic about his gods(Azura, Mephala and Boethia, is the ones he pray to), but else than that a loving and nice person, very protective of his friends, and will blow off most insults.
Fighting capability:He is a man who can take care of himself, he is quick with his feet and fists, but to use a hammer like he do takes time, and give the oponent a chance to get away from a normal deadly blow (but he hits enough of times). Very good fistfighter, and a man who have had extensive training in martial arts...but he is mostly like your average joe out there...(he is capable of killing a guard yes:p)
Brief History: His mother is Telina Delvanni, but he was seperated from ehr in his early childhood(he was about five),and grew up in a group of banished ashlanders(explains the tattoes), when he was about ten, his entire tribe was killed, and he was adopted by the imperial cult. Around seventeen, he was transfered to Skyrim, to help there, and there he have been ever since...but he wish to go home to his homeland, to be allowed to pray to his gods again,so now he is traveling through Skyrim.
So, what do you guys think...is he balanced enough?
(Is this a man who Bree could take a liking too)
The imperial cult worships the aedra, and Azura, Mephala, etc are daedra. So...I'm confused.
Hrm.... I've forgotten to actually introduce Oran... But thats fine because he needs to complete his training yet...
I'll post him in the II Character series.
Lord Gilvas
Race: Dunmer
Age:1,200 yrs
Class: Battlemage
Apperance: He stands at 4'8 his apperance at first glance is much like a scrawny teenage dunmer. He is blind and has eyes that are red in the outer areas' and become purple at the middle. He has short slicked back hair.
Alligience: To him self and somewhat to house telvanni.
Equipent: He wears a Blue robe and wears a type of unknown armor made from some bones. He doesnt carry any weapon, but carries a scythe made reportedly of Daedric and Daedric souls out on his walks as a walking stick. He usualy has a assistant with him to carry his gold.
History: A Very unknown Master of house telvanni. Born in Kruzka, and island of Yokuda. His family owned this island and other small islands. He was trained in various magical arts by Lord Fyr; he was training to be a member of the psjic order, but lost hope and gave up after his mentor left the order. Not a very friendly man, he tends to shun people away. Though he is not a people person, he has an almost uncanny ability to attract women. He is a addict to rotgut and flin, as has been arrested for a few cases of being under age and accused of being 'too young' what with his appearance. He lost his eye sight after his mentor, lord fyr, left him. He Had gone dungeon diving and had been killing random daedra, when he got caught in a gas chamber and the gas affected his eyes. He was soon found by Lord Fyr, who took him to morrowind from yokuda.
wow.umm....ok yea hes short lol...
Can't wait to hit him with a hammer and make him shorter!
I was 4''8' when I was like 7.
yeah... if u read my last post on the new playground, he's the shadowy guy overseeing the entire project he is running....
(heyyy.... dont bash him with a hammer... or he'll split you in 2 with his scythe
)
Right you are Toroabok!
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