That's great, I love how you tied him into the RP as one of the soldiers. very good.

Name: Darus Ir Shin

Race: Redguard

Sex: Male

Height: 6'4

Age: 29

Build: Very muscular

Class: Body guard

Wepon: Daedric spear

Appearence: Black bushy spiked hair (like this), full Nordic mail armor, very handsome, brown eyes, no facial hair.

Allignment: Megil

Pesonality: While not on guard, very outgoing and fun-loving.

Brief history: After training with his father, uncle and cousin, Darus became an excelent spear fighter. After traveling around many cities in Tameriel without finding a job worthy of his skills, he moved to Vivec and spent a few years as a bouncer. After fighting in the great Vivec battle, he was given high praise for his skills and now serves Megil Tel'Zeke as a bodyguard.

Name: Caldius Irithius

Allegiance: Legion, sort of.

Age: 16

Race: Imperial

Class: Knight (in training)

Weapon: Large two-handed mithril blade.

Click here for Cal's Sword

Armor: Black and white Mithril shoulderpad (Right). Black leather gloves. White shirt. Black what's-it-called Mithril infused thingy that covers body, and legs (the thing with straps that goes all the way down to the knees, no idea what its called). A white, silverish kneepad. Thick leather boots.

Click to see what Cal looks like!

Physical Appearance: Tall, about 1.80 meters. Scruffy brown hair. Pretty handsome. Heh.

Personality: Energetic, impulsive, modest, well-mannered, pretty wild when fighting.

Brief History: Caldius was born in Balmora, where his father and mother lived most of their lives. His father was a Knight in the Imperial Legion, and Caldius often watched him as he trained the Legion Soldiers. Caldius' uncle, was also a Legioneer. When Caldius was 11, he lost both of his parents to the evil mage Arkyath (sp.. lol). He swore revenge, and found out later that Arkyath had been defeated. He abadoned the thoughts of revenge, and together with his uncle. His uncle trained him with the two-handed sword, and teached Caldius how to infuse magicka into the sword, to enhance it's abilities for a short duration. At the age of 16, Caldius was given the title of Knight, like his father before him. Even though Caldius was still in-training, he got himself forged a custom large (very large) two-handed sword. Caldius is still very in-experienced, and has killed very few.

Skills (Magic):
Magicka Infusion (Fire) - Infuses magicka, giving the weapon increased damage, and fire element property for 30 seconds, or until stopped.
Magicka Rage - Increases the user's speed by 30% and strength by 30% for 30 seconds.

These are his "basic" skills. More will be learnt with time, and after some time, he'll be über! .. Or maybe not.


Anyways, that's my new char.


EDIT: Drawings will come, as soon as I will draw them. Later today, most likely.

This post has been edited by Ryuku Walker: Aug 31 2005, 08:34 AM

Hmm...

Well, I'm gonna start thinking about a character today - maybe draw on too while we are having yet another boooooring time at school. I'll had out futher information tomorrow

Thanks Megil.

So Ryuku, your new guy is basically a new recruit then?

With some skills.

And a big sword. Real big.

But basically, yes.

Ah, cool. Inexperienced makes for a good Role play.

Edited my post to include a charm as well as a little extra info.

Hehe . . reveals a lot doesn't it.

That all I'm going to show of him for a while.

This post has been edited by gamer10: Aug 30 2005, 08:06 PM

well yeah unless 130 isn't mature......

I can post a picture as soon as someone can draw the following:

Dark-elf with long black braids (they'll look like thin dreadlocks) with some random animal skin for pants.

if i can get MW up and running on my pc i will post my char. face. can get the cloak in mw.....

It depends if you are man or mer....

Yeah well I'd say if you're 130 you're pretty mature either way...

Ok guys..since it´s late here I thought I´d post some very nice pics of Serene, a happy Serene, at least until all hell break loose in the new rp
Oh and I´ll post her stats and some backstory tomorrow because I really have to log off soon

enjoy the pics anyway!


Rebuilding Ald´ruhn

shopping in the market

OMG!!!


Where is my son?

So..I fixed my hair? Big deal?

Name: Dane Val'neer

Allegiance: Neutral (Hostile toward Legion and religions)

Race: Imperial/Bosmer

Class: Ranger

Physical Appearince: Dane has somewhat pointed ears and striking green elven eyes. He has very elven facial features and a medium build but has an undeniable Imperial flair to his look He has medium length brown hair and a solemn brooding expression. He dresses in leather armor and is armed with a longsword on his back, a dagger in his boot and a shortsword by his hip.

Personality: Due to his past he is introverted and brooding and distrusting of most. He is especially distrusting of the Legion because of his father. It is hard to tell what he is truly thinking because of his unchanging expression but regardless of how emotionless he may seem that is not the case. His temper can flair unexpectantly and violently over certain subjects but he never goes as far as murder.

Brief History: Dane grew up in the slums of Cyrodiil. He lived with his poor mother and also his father (who was a legionarre). When he was still relitively young his father left his family on some war or battle and never actually returned. His mother was grief stricken and being a drunk then started snorting moon sugar, eventually turning to harder stuff and becoming a skoom addict. Dane tried his best to support his mother with odd jobs and even theft but she would only squander their hard earned gold on more skooma. Eventually she became deathly ill, and despite Dane's beggings to the priests and prayers to the 9 Divines, passed away leaving him alone. He denounced society and left the city for the cyrodiilian forests where he picked up self-sufficency and the ways of the Ranger. He has spent most of his life traveling doing mercenary work and small tasks for the Fighters Guild. He traveled to Vvardenfell and has been there long enough to know quite a bit about its landscape and inhabitants.

Okay everyone that thought that Otik seemed to go evil for no reason i enlightened that (I had all school day to think about it ) well enjoy.

Name: Raxle O'Conner

Allegiance: Imperial Legion

Race: Imperial/Nord

Class: Spearman

Age: 26

Physical Appearince: Raxle is 5'10'' and 160 lbs. Medium length wiry hair. Meduim build. Royal blue eyes. Equipment is normal for a spearmen, short sword and spear.

Personality: Absolutely HATES the legion. Has no idea why he is in it. Foul mouth, merc type of guy. Lives day to day, not to many cares in the world. Hates orcs and dark elves. Very well known amongst his fellow legionarres, almost to the point of being the company clown. Has never killed a man.

Brief History: Raxle was born in a nobody town in Cyridol to a Blacksmith and a Prostitute. His relationship with his father was never good, and always led to fights (hand to stick) and eventually getting him kicked out. When he was twelve he got a job working for a local cutthroat as a begger boy. He was givin food, water and a place to stay as long as he stole, begged, and stole some more. This influenced his personality greatly. When Raxle discovered that his mother had been sleeping with his employer, O'conner trashed the mans home and stole his valuables.

With the money gained from the theiving he gave a very large sum to his mother and pleaded her to go with him but she refused. Enraged he left her and his history in Cyrodil forever. Later on he joined the legion because the courts had finally found him and gave him a choice. 25 years in the imperial prisons or fight for the legion. (17)

After serving for 4 years in the mountain regions of northren cyrodil he, and his company were givin the order to move out for the defense of Vvardenfell. Raxle was stationed at Ebonhart for a short few weeks untill he was forced to leave for the defense of Vivec.

After many days of fighting the undead and constructs, the enemy had offered the defenders a chance of surrender. He thought it would be all over, but the Dark Elf in charge wouldn't give up. This angered Raxle and started a growing hatred for Dunmer.

The defense of Ald'run was an amazing battle for him, he fought beside and against so many different hero's that it was almost of mythic porportions to him. But it turned him off when those same people he fought for hunted the legionarres down after the fall of Arcyakt.

5 years later and the only thing keeping him from going AWOL from the legion in the fact that everyone else wants to kill him.

Ohh nice i like the friction you have established between Megil andRaxle. should make for interesting activity.

Name: Akar Vantinius (he is unsure if his surname, but uses it anyway; its the best lead he has on his roots. His real name is Saryn, but doesn't know it. also, he is Serene's son that is inkown to him as well)

Age: 22

Allegiance: Undecided

Race: Half-imperial, half-dunmer

Class: Fighter with minor skills in healing magic(most likely inherited from Serene)

Physical Appearance: Has amethyst colored eyes, thin, shoulder-length black hair, light grey skin. He is of a medium build due to a mixture of slender dunmer and large imperials. He wields a "bastarde" sword, or a one-and-a-half-handed sword made of a mixture of ebony and silver. He wears common clothing, often brown or black, and a light chainmail shirt underneath. He has black leather boots that amplify his limited healing magic, and an amulet that lets him go unseen. (chameleon)

Personality: As a young boy, he was shy and reserved, but soon changed into an outgoing, cocky, skooma smoker. (not an addict, but a casual user of the stuff) He often goes out of his way to heal people, and is extremely flirtatious(sp?).

Brief History: He grew up in a small orphanage in Cyrodiil until the age of five, where he was adopted by an imperial farmer and his wife. They weren't mean or kind, but treated akar as if he were a horse; something that needed to be kept up. They wanted a worker, not a son. He grew up working the fields, but practiced his swordsmanship in his free time. When he turned sixteen, he demanded pay from his "parents". They, of course, refused, so Akar merely left. He got a new job working as a smith's apprentice in Cyrodiil. He wasn't accepted by many people, except for his boss and his daughter, being a "half-breed". In his time off work, he worked on his own sword, in which he combined silver with a small amount of ebony, producing an extremely durable and light bastarde sword. He began to be curious of his origins, so he met with the workers at the orphanage and learned that his mother was an outcast of the "Vantinius" family named Serene. The last name gave him no solid leads other than an old couple who would say nothing of a daughter, not even if they had one or not. He traced the first name to Vvardenfell, so he travelled there, hoping to meet his mother. His search was soon made nearly impossible by the blockade aorund vvardenfell that was soon formed, and by the obliteration of much of the island by an army of constructs.

Note to minque: if any of this is inaccurate, tell me so that I might change it.

Note to fans of Sel: he will more than likely be in this RP, but I am using Akar until I actually figure out how Sel's future ends up.

This post has been edited by Dantrag: Aug 31 2005, 11:54 AM