The Journal of an Elven Archer Options

[Riften]

I have completely revamped my character Riften.

I'd like to think of Riften as a Tamrielic version of Jack Sparrow, at least in personality.
He is a very charming Altmeri who is obsessed with the bow but he also is amazingly skilled in the arcane arts but doesn't tend to reveal his powers to people, he would only show his powers to his dearest of friends.

He is in love with lush forests, flowing waterfalls and deep lakes. He is a great Alchemist who collects a variety of ingredients from wherever he can find them. He can also make the deadliest of poisons for his arrows and the healthiest of potions for when he is in need.

Back in his younger days in Summerset Isles, he was fascinated by anything to do with Daedra, whether it be magic, Princes, Oblivion. Just before he left to start a new life in Cyrodill, he was studying the gates of Oblivion and how to open and shut them.

He is never racist in anyway he generally is easy to befriend but if you do anything to his friends, he would probably pierce an arrow through your heart, literally.

He has also studied a lot about Cyrodill and the people there, He has heard about an Archery Tournament where Cyrodills best archers gather all round. He has heard a lot about the winners of the tourney, some of which live in the town of Bravil which he is eager to visit and meet the winners.

I'll be posting Chapter 1 tomorrow then I will stick to my old timetable and update the Journal on Mon | Wed | Thu

This post has been edited by Riften: Nov 3 2011, 04:08 PM

[McBadgere]

Excellent second bit...Nice one... ...

Um, how old is he in this dream, how long ago is it set?...

This...

The boat thrashed against the blue sea as I crawled into my bed to which I illuminated the put out torch beside my bed and began to rest,
after all I didn't get any sleep after being yanked out of my home at all hours of the mourning.

Is one of those sentences Acadian said about being too long and unweildly. Dunno, maybe -

The boat thrashed against the blue sea. I crawled into my bed, the way to which I had illuminated with a torch. I put it out then placed it beside my bed. I climbed in and began to rest. I hadn't gotten much sleep, having being yanked out of my home in the small hours of the morning after all.

*Shrug*...

The first three bits of speech are by the same chap, - I'm guessing - so I think you can put them on a seperate line if you don't have the closing speechmarks at the end of each. Until the end of his speech, where here you haven't got them...

I vanished into the distance mist into the mainlands of the

I vanished into the distant mist, into the mainlands?...

the arrow pierced the deers head and the rest of the pack ran in shock but I gripped my trusty dagger and scattered it miles across the land until it clashed with the deer.

deer's head...

Scattering is not what you need...Probably hurled it at a deer...Miles?...They're deer, how fast were they moving?... ...

I gripped my dagger. I aimed and threw it at one of the deer. The dagger flew across the clearing till it felled the fleeing animal.

Dunno...Sorry...My two penneth is all...

Keep at it, I'm really looking forward to reading more...

This post has been edited by McBadgere: Nov 4 2011, 05:47 AM