The Ghostfence rp: Character thread Options

[jack cloudy]

Use this thread to post your characters, preferably using the form found at the end of this post, but you can make modifications to it if you feel that's necessary for proper portrayal of your character.

Please keep the following rule in mind: No godmode/uber-powerful characters. The intention of this rp is to use characters that are more 'normal' or 'average'. In other words, grunts and mooks.

What follows is a short outline of the story by Dantrag.

Ghostfence plot:

The year is 3E 407, and the Tribunal has ordered the construction of the ghostfence to keep the blight and Dagoth Ur's minions at bay. A few months into the project, attacks on construction crews by ash vampires and the like have become so common that Ordinators, Temple associates, Armigers, and the various helpers from the Great Houses are no longer enough to keep the project going on schedule. In addition, scavenging crews responsible for obtaining building materials from the ashlands have been unable to operate for the same reason. Because of pressure from his superiors, the commander at Ghostgate (who i'm too lazy to name at the moment) is forced to hire out mercenaries and mercenary groups from all over Tamriel. (that frees up the races so we aren't limited to dunmer.)

Now here's the twist. As we play, the commander will send people on various missions that aren't outright suspicious, but don't really make sense either. Eventually, the commander is found to be a Sleeper working for Dagoth Ur, but being mercenaries with no pull in Vvardenfell politics, the players are forced to deal with the problem themselves.

Also, this rp will start at a caravan that's headed for the new Ghostgate. For no good reason, and with generous abuse of power that's not mine, I've decided right here and right now that the caravan will depart from Balmora. This is because Balmora is a central hub that most people are likely to be familiar with.

Anyway, here's the form.

Name :

Race :
Class:

Skills:

Age:

gender:

Birthsign:

Appearance:

Equipment:

Personality:

Brief History:

Reason for joining the caravan:

Other Relevant info:

This post has been edited by jack cloudy: Dec 6 2008, 06:00 PM

[Priest of Sithis]

Name: Derrick Haecceitas

Race: Breton Father, Nordic Mother

Class: Pilgrim

Skills: Sharp-eyes, quick-wit, fast reflexes, adeptness for learning

Age: 28

Gender: Male

Birthsign: The Lady

Appearance: Derrick has brown eyes and unkempt hair. (Parallel to picture) Stands at 6'0. Derrick's town gear consists of a dark brown doublet and suede trousers, with rope sandals. While Derrick is out in the countryside, he wears a jerkin and leather traveling boots. Gloves are usually kept within his traveler's cloak, which he always wears. (The picture below would be Derrick if need be he suited up for war.)

Equipment: A small dagger held on a leather thong around his right bicep. A small purse of coins, a couple flasks of alcohol, a small pouch of tobacco and a clay pipe, The Firmament, a quill and parchment, a sleeping roll, a small shoulder sack to carry his belongings, a lockpick, and His Lucky Rock. Armor and weapons are purchased "when need be" from vendors and then sold after they have served their purpose.

Personality: Quiet, distant, distracted. Head in the clouds, but down to earth. Always listening.

Brief History: Growing up in the foothills, Derrick loved the outdoors and the beauty of nature, but never had the devotion to become a woodsman. His father, a lumberjack, drank heavily, and when Derrick turned 14, left the family. Derrick's mother abandoned him for the city and Derrick left his home for the open roads. A politician picked Derrick up and introduced him to the world of knowledge. A quick wit was instilled in Derrick, as well as the placidity of a small time politician, one who is used to not having his voice be heard. Derrick poured over books and lore, and then developed a sort of apathy to the life around him. He became lost in knowledge, and when he turned 18, he left the politician's home to see what Tamriel had to offer him. His life up to now has been long roads, rainy nights, and the company of the woods.