History: 3E 428 In the dry deserts of Elsweyr, there is a khajiit of great power. His name is J’kurva. He is an intelligent and kind boy. Yet everyone looked down on him because he was hideous. All his life he wanted to be a Mage in the Mages guild. Three years later, at the age of 24, he decided it was time to join the Mages Guild. He was heart broken when he was refused. They did not want someone so ugly to be in the guild.
That night, in his house he cried, praying he wasn’t ugly. What J’kurva didn’t expect was a listener. A god spoke to him. He did not know who it was. “Who’s there?!?” He yelled. The god appeared in the room. Though this was no good god, it was an evil one.
It was Molag Bal.
When J’kurva turned around, Molag Bal was not in his real form. He was disguised as a beautiful god. “It is I...Molag Bal…” said the twisted god. “J’kurva never heard of you…”. Molag Bal smiled. “I am the prince of beauty….and have come to grant you your wish….all you have to do is grab my hand…” J’kurva, believing Molag Bal, grabbed his hand.
“Excellent…” Molag Bal laughed as J’kurva changed form. After J’kurva changed form, he fell to the ground, passed out from all the pain. Molag Bal vanished. Two hours passed by. J’kurva finally woke up to a surprise. The hump on his back was gone. His fingers were in the right place. He ran to the mirror and saw no scares, crooked teeth, uneven eyes or a giant nose.
He was beautiful.
But he was cursed with Molag Bal’s darkness. His eyes were as red as blood. His fur was as black as the night. He had the teeth of a werewolf. He couldn’t be seen like this. He ran outside and left the town. As he was running, a beggar happened to see him, and fainted from looking into his eyes.
He ran far away into an unknown cave no one knew about. There he stayed, to never go outside again. But day after day, he got more evil and evil, until he thought like Molag Bal. “J’kurva gets revenge…”. He used his magic for evil. he got creative in Destruction and Conjuration. He made an army of undead minions under his control. Elsweyr was in jeopardy.
Current Day: 3E 435.
Four years have past….
I group of brave men shall save Elsweyr.
What shall take place:
There will be atleast 6 characters in this.
They will all be brought to a library in the imperial city. The man that brought them there, Casamir Donat, says he has a quest for them, and that its in Elsweyr. They get on a cart to go to Orcrest. When they get there, they go to a hotel and Casamir rents six rooms for a week, and gives the characters 500 gold each so they can get a taste of what the up coming payments are, and sends them out to the East to fight against an army of Unknown things.
They look down from a dune and they start to see an army of 1000 undead minions march towards them. When they reach them, the characters start to fight them in different ways that they want to fight them. They finish off about 2.7/10 of them when they start to get weak and start to get surrounded. It looks like the end, until something happens. All of the minions stop attacking and retreat. The characters, confused, look left to see a great sand storm coming. They all duck for cover (in different places) as it hits them. It lasts for about a minute or two, then in subsides. Everyone gets up.
Since everyone is wounded, they go back to the hotel. They barely made it because of the humidity and the wounds. When they get in they rest for the night (unless they do something else). The next day they are still a little wounded so they stay in the city instead of going back to fight (they all do whatever they want).
If anyone would like to help with the plot, please be my guest. This post has been edited by GunsnArmor: Aug 16 2006, 10:46 PM
I'm bored again.