Describe The Very First Character......., Who have you decided will be the first? Options

[Curly_G_]

I remember when my friend first played Morrowind... He called his character "Bill" a Nord Thief ... mine was called "Mass" - an Argonian Warrior...
Strange how 3 years of play has made me just want more immersive names for Role Play characters.

[Clutter_Master]

Can you guys help me decide between these? I like them all equally and they all sound great ... GRRR!!!

Ral-Kotar
Race: Argonian
Gender: male
Eyes/Hair: Brown/spikes (Argonian)
Age: 31
Class: Marksmage (A ranger w/ destructive magic abilities) gone Bounty hunter

Skills: Blades (dagger), Marksman, Light Armor, Block, Athletics, Destruction, Sneak

Calrion
Race: Dark Elf
Gender: male
Eyes/Hair: Red/Black
Age: 29
Class: Mage

Skills: Destruction, Alteration, Mysticism, Resoration, Conjuration, illusion, light armor

Dro' Zathar
Race: Kajhiit
Gender: male
Eyes/Hair: Brown, brown
Age: 34
Class: Assassin

Skills: Sneak, Security, Blades, Marksman, Light armor, Alchemy, Illusion

This post has been edited by Clutter_Master: Mar 7 2006, 07:43 AM

[Curly_G_]

I decided to make a second character so I can get a wider range of the game quicker.

Bryre
Race: Breton
Gender: Female
Eyes/Hair: Brown/Long Black/Purple
Age: 27
Class: Custom - 'Ghost' Assassin
Skills: Blades, Light Armour, Sneak, Security, Illusion, Alteration, Destruction.

History: The 'Ghost' Clan started on the triple-boundaries of Cyrodill, Elsweyr and Valenwood. It spread deep into the underground of Elsweyr and Valenwood and was adopted easily by the light footed natives. They had developed to use their skills and sturdiness to navigate anywhere unseen, unheard and unfound until they get what they want.
Employed for her Interlligence, skill with a dagger and one of the best Mages in the clan, Bryre was sent into Cyrodiil as a secret missionary to give the organisation branches in the Imperial province.
She was arrested for her attempts to kill a noble for money, as her funds had ran short and she was desperate enough for food to let her guard down, and she was seen as a Spy and jailed.
She vowed to escape the cell and not let it become her tomb, and to rise to her former glory and establish power in Cyrodiil.
Cyrodiil has since continued to reject the Clan, and it's origins and how deep the branches go, is still unknown...


I'm basically gonna do Dark Brotherhood, Thieves and Mages guild quests and master Lockpicking and Destruction magic. As my other character is brute strength and speed, with sword and bow doing Arena, Fighters and Main Quest.
Should be good!

This post has been edited by Curly_G_: Mar 7 2006, 06:09 PM

[jchamber]

Name- (Prolly) Hajima *o*o** (can't give anything away here from my story line, at least not just yet.)

Race- Redguard or (Hidden other, again, noooo spoiler for fanfic)

increased intelligence and strength

Majors-
Alchemy, Blade, Marksman, Security, Sneak, Mysticism (or whichever telekinesis is under b/c I can't resist the urge to use lots and lots of new Havok-Physics telekinesis, and one other...used to be enchant.... probably Unarmorer or Hand To Hand, cause my char is going to be a badass even when he is nude, rofl.

It sounds like I will be able to make the character look like me, and since the character is like me in most every other way it only makes since that it would be like me in appearence.

The character's story is still unfolding and takes up like over fifty pages by the time I am done...which will be quite a few weeks yet...and I update more than once a week.

[vecha]

Name:Vecha(maybe may change it...i'm obsessed with it)
Race: Most likely imperial...I'll need to read over the races when i get it.
Gender:Male
Birthsign: Warrior(that is still in right?)
Class: kinda like battle mage. But i'll focus on more stregth and have destruction and restoration.

I really want to try out the magic...but i'm more of a brute when ever i play rpgs or role-play...so i like to beat the crap outta things before i think about it.

[xycolian]

i can describe my charachters look an attitude at the moment but i haven't thought up a history or anyhting else. his attitude is evil and will look particularly malicious (especially with full daedric )

[Blitz]

I just love everyone speculating what race there going to be and when they get it they will look at all the races and probably change there's. Anyway here's mine


Name: Grennoki Hironobi
Age: 27
Sex: Male
Eyes: Red
Hair: Jet Black
Race: Couldn't tell you probably Imperial or Nord but we haven't see them all yet so I might change my mind.


Class: A bit of everything just like Morrowind

My Character will probably be evil not so much only when I don't like the NPC I will most likely kill off all the argonian's and khajitt's like I did in Morrowind ( I dont know why) Maybe because they looked so crappy and the lack of being able to wear a helmet and boots. I also hate all those dumb people that stand on the roads giving out quests that they say will benefit me from walking across the whole map only to walk back and get 200 bucks then I just killed them and took all their loot and the dumb idiots that follow you when you walk to far away they just kinda stand their until you punch them in the face thank god that's improved.
Their all gonna die

[Taillus]

Hmmm I am sensing some deep rooted emotional issues. Did you have a pet cat when you were younger that attacked you alot. Just joking Blitz, I am just scared of your khajiit and Argonian massacre. But I do agree with the almost pointless run all over Morrowind in return for a rusted dagger and ten coins type missions.

[vecha]

Yea...I want to read over the races and then choose what I want...

[Tellie]

Ok, I'll have three characters.

First one:
name:Ophelia.
Race:Dunmer.
Class:Theurgist ( I'll make a custom mage class for this one )
Sex:Female.
Age:24.

She is one of the childs my character Telina have ( she got twins first, then a son later ). Ophelia followed her mothers footsteps in house telvanni, and became one of the few powerfull theurgists that exists. After talking to one of her contacts in the blades, she finds out that in a matter of years (she was twenty at the time), the world was going to change, and that she needed to get to cyrodiil. After telling goodbye to her family, she goes to cyrodiil, where she kills a noble, in order to get into prison. there she is beaten up quite alot, and her skills sink like the titanic.

Second one.
Name:Mackenzie.
Race:Dunmer.
Class:Master Assassin.
Sex:Female.
Age 24.

She is the twin to Ophelia. In order to try and build a litle more unity between the houses, Telina asked her childs to join each of the seperate houses in Vvardenfell, Mackenzie who had always had a gift withing economy and stealthy things, joined up at house hlaalu, and soon became master in the house. After a little while, she joined the morag tong to get even more influential, and therefore she also got more contacts. The rest of the story is the same as Ophelias, she travelled to cyrodiil instead of Ophelia, so she got arrested.

Third one:
Name:Telendil.
Race:Dunmer.
Class:Knight.
Sex:male.
Age 21.

He is the younger brother of Ophelia and Mackenzie, where they were cinning or fast, he was strong and fair minded.He always respected the living things, and would not kill a person if there was another way around. His honourship, made him choose to join house Redoran, when his sisters and him was to join the other houses.he was one of the fairest looking males on the island, and more than one woman fell in love with him, but he did not care, he just wanted to make the world a better place to be, and so after he had been house father for almost a year, he joined the legion as well, in hope of making the world a better place to be. After one-and-a-half year in the legion, he was inducted into the order of the white three, whose mission in the world was to secure a better place for people in the world. When he heard from his sisters that one of them wanted to got to cyrodiil and get themselves into prison, he told them that he was going instead of them, as he was about to be reassigned to cyrodiil anyway, there he would arrange it with the emperor himself so that he was put into a cell.


So that is one of the characters that I will use in the beginning...hope youlike their background.

[Dead-Ed]

Name: Sirosa Sedeve
Gender: Female
Race: Imperial
Birthsign: The Lover
Class: custom

skills: block, hand to hand, athletics, alchemy, restoration, illusion, marksman

A character with skills that help her live off the land and fend for herself, and who ventures naked with a bow

This post has been edited by Dead-Ed: Mar 11 2006, 03:23 PM

[Red]

Well, I've been playing one character in sort of an unrelated chronology. In Morrowind, he was 25, so now I'll be putting him about five or ten years after. So without further ado, Shakur.

Name: Shakur Ir Shin
Race: Redguard
Gender: Male
Age: 30-40
Class: Ansei (Like an increadibly devoted battle mage with the ability to summon swords)
Appearence: A little more aged and a more weary appearence, but still has his devilishy good looks .
Birthsign: Either the Steed, the Shadow or the Warrior.

Background: He is the son of a male Ansei who does cargo and fishing runs for spare, uneeded Septems and a very powerful female battlemage. After a failed murder attempt and finding a daedric symbol on the shirt of one of the failed assasins, he and his brother set off to Morrowind to find people with connections to the murder attempt. He did odd jobs for multiple clients who helped make the way to his targets, and eventually was told that the next step was too dangerous even for him. He did not heed the warning but was cautious, and found that he had been searching for the son of a major Cammona Tong bigwig. He talked with the criminal, and knowing the mans prior crimes, he threw him a sword and killed him in glorious battle. After being attacked almost every day by would be assasins, he made friends with the Morag Tong and the thieves guild, creating major wars all across Vvardenfell. Few Commona Tong members still live.



My second character has been in the back of my head for a while.

Name: Jagr Treeking
Race: Nord
Gender: Male
Age: 37
Class: Treeking (lives mostly in the wilderness, hunts and forages for food, maps the wilderness around him and fights the unneeded advancements into the forest by the Imperials)
Appearence: Imagine a barbarian covered in tatoos and a aged face. Now give him smoother skin .
Birthsign: the Serpeant

Background: Jagr was born in a small, nearly ancient Nordic villiage built when the Nords took Cyrodiil. Took better understand the world outside his, he stopped appreaciating the nature around him and started living it. He doesn't travel outside of his small, self built outpost and house, but after being attacked by red devils he travelled to the cities of Imperial Cyrodiil to find the reason these devils are here.

[Pieinsky]

I am going to create an Imperial Mage Assasin. I want to combine magic with stealph. Just imagine it, A Nija with Fireballs!

These are some of my characters properties.

Name:unknown

Race: Imperial

Age:28

Guilds: Dark Brotherhood, Mages guild

Attributes: Speed, Willpower

Skills: sneak, acrobatics, lightarmour,alteration, destruction, illusion, athletics

Starsighn: unkown

[Duncan Frost]

Name: Yet again, Duncan Frost The First (or just Duncan Frost I)
Race: Nord
Gender: Male
Age: 100-120
Class: Barbarian
Birthsign: The Lover (just so I can have the Paralyse spell )

Duncan Frost The First, the pretty damn acient (damn i cant spell it!) Nord, father, grandfather and great-grandfather to about 150 nords (all called Duncan Frost), the leader of the Frostfire clan. With axe and sword and mighty blade he takes to the field, slaughtering his enemies with unstoppable force.

My second character:
Name: Duncan Frost The Seventy-Third
Race: Nord
Gender: Male
Age: 32
Class: Battlemage
Birthsign: The Ritual


Duncan Frost The Seventy-Third was sent to the imperial city of Cyrodiil when he was just 13, to learn the ways of magic at the magical university there. But the corrupt guards there beat him, stole all his money, and left him for dead in the gutter. And so he was forced to grow up in the MEEEAN STREEETS of Cyrodiil, only surviving because of him innate Nord strength and natrual magical abilities. When he was 20, he was falsly accused of treason and thrown in jail, where he languished for 12 years, until, one day, the emperor came down the stairs....


My third one (just be glad i'm not doing every single one of his 150 sons ) :
Name: Bet'lan Frost
Race: Kajhiit
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Class: Thief
Birthsign: The Shadow


Bet'lan Frost, the wife of Duncan Frost The One-Hundred-and-Forty-ninth, is a thief. She was born a thief, she would probably die a thief. After moving to Cyrodiil with her husband, this natrual tendency to steal items soon got her into trouble, but she never went to jail, for her husband was powerful and wealthy in the city. But when her husband died, assassinated by the Dark Brotherhood, she was immediatly thrown in jail by the guards for her past crimes.




Like them? took me bloody ages to think up that last one.

[Bofra]

Ah I've finally decided who my first character will be. I won't spoil much since he is the main character of my fanfic that is under development but here goes what I can tell you:

Name: Kel [Surname spoiler protected]
Race: Breton
Gender: Male
Age: [Spoiler protected] Well, I can say it's some 20:ish.
Class: Unnamed (Hero?)
Birthsign: The Warrior (this is probably one of the reason he wants to become a grand warrior one day)

Attributes: Endurance, Willpower. (His hard work on the farm has made him strong and very resistant to physical damage. His harsh childhood (both parents died) has trained is willpower immensly, aside from the training that he was given by his mother before she died.)
Skills: Blades, Heavy Armor, Block, Armorer, Destruction, Restoration, Alteration

History: Check here.

[teej815]

hmmmm

Name: Scythe
Race: Redguard
class: A theiving Blade wielding,shield using archer who specialises in destruction.
sign: probably the tower
attributes: *w/e the governing attributes for marksman and blade are*
skills:

blade
marksman
light armout/unarmoured
block (or w/e its called this time round)
destruction
sneak
speechcraft/mercentile

please tell me if you think there are things I should change

[Gamelin]

First of all, I am new to these forums, and second, hi.

I have had a few ideas, and tested them on the excellent OblivionCC, and these are probably my favourites:

Race:Dunmer
Gender:Female
Birthsign:The Theif
Attributes:Willpower, Personality
Specialization:Stealth
Skills:Alteration, Speechcraft, Sneak, Marksman, Acrobatics, Light Armor, Blade.

Almost certainly intended to be an assassin/theif (they have almost always seemed to be the same to me), I will probably train mercantile, mysticism, and destruction on the side. The aim is not to use too much magicka at one time, with alteration replacing security to give the character more flexibility, destruction for the odd rat that comes my way, and mysticism for a soultrap and to test telekenisis.


Gender: Male
Race: Altmer
Birthsign: The Atronach
Specialization: Magic
Attributes: Willpower, Strength
Major Skills: Mysticism, Conjuration, Destruction, Alteration,
Blunt, Block, Heavy Armor

This character is the largest tank I could come up with which wasn't an orc/redguard/nord pure warrior. The aim is to train alchemy on the side to give the character some healing abilities (I despise Restoration). I have only one problem at the moment, which may turn out fine if I chuck in the odd peice of light armor and jump everywhere: a lack of speed. From what I have gathered, speed now has an effect on damage in some way (I read something about damage over time somewhere), and I think it could be quite frustrating. The aim here would be to chuck an atronach at the target, then a burden (Mysticism or Alteration I hope) to lower fatigue. Then just give 'em few blows of the new daedric warhammer type weapon.
Any ideas about whether I should take block out for athletics, or even illusion/speechcraft/armorer?


I have what I see as an excellent orc warrior + alteration and restoration in the bag, but that type of class I played too often on Morrowind. And I can't bring myself to be a pure mage... just too dull.......

[Golzog]

Here is my character

Name: Golzog Urbthul
Race: Orc
Class: Trophy Hunter

Golzog, grow up in a mountain in the northern province of Dagon fell in morrowind. One night his clans lair was attacked by Nords, and Golzog was left to his own fate. He began killing travellers along the roads, and soon he began Trophy hunting. His greatest catch is a huge Icebear on the island of solstheim. After many years Golzog began seeking after new hunting grounds and soon he did find him self in the province of Cyrodiil

[Atlarge]

http://www.oblivionmods.info/?John%20Doe&R...0&2&3&4&6&16&20
I haven't put any real thought into background, mostly because my character went from a fighter, to a bard, to a ranger, to a mage, to a thief, and then back to a mage. I can't keep up.

[Grand Panther]

Name: Kiefeer Caavah
Gender: Male
Race: Redguard
Age: 25
Birth Sign: The Ritual
Class: Swordsman (Custom)
Specialisation: Combat
Favoured Attributes: Endurance & Intelligence
Major Skills: Acrobatics, Alchemy, Armourer, Blade, Block, Light Armour, Mysticism

Bio:

Scion to a tribe who could trace their lineage back to the ancient warriors of Yokuda who’d fought side by side with the Master Ansei, Frandar do Hunding Hel Ansei No Shira at the battle of Hattu. Kiefeer Caavah was a Sword Singer.

Through discipline, determination and a devout faith in the Gods he had honed his mind and body into a fluid instrument of grace and strength. Matched by few and surpassed only by the Elder leaders of his tribe, whose edge came from wisdom earned though experience and age. Regardless of his accomplishments however, in his heart, he felt dissatisfied.

Despite being born under an auspicious star, blessed with supernatural gifts and talents beyond those of most men and knowledge of the mystic arts that rivalled his tribes most accomplished scholars, Kiefeer could not summon the Shehai or “Spirit Sword”.

His peers had been kind; none had ridiculed him for his lack of skill for none were as harsh or outspoken as himself of his failure. Day after day he would train like a man possessed, skirting the edge of human endeavour in search of the spark that would ignite his very soul, giving birth to the power that was his birthright.

The more he toiled the more it became apparent to him that he was lacking a quality that couldn’t be obtained through arduous study alone. What he sought he felt lay beyond his comprehension. Many a night he would feverishly dream of a bizarre land filled with strange creatures; malevolent and possessing tremendous power the likes of which he had never encountered before.

Always infinitely outnumbered, lesser men would have cowered and weakly accepted their inevitable demise yet, In the midst of these dreams, held tightly in his grip would be his Shehai as he valiantly fought these monstrosities. Cleaving dozens of their number with single strokes of the magical blade, while the battles were always heated, within he was at peace, defiant, a mighty force against a sea of enemies.

Hearing accounts of these dreams that Kiefeer himself had declared with eerie sureness were visions, many of his comrades feared that he had lost his senses, the final outcome of his tragic condition. Yet, the Elders knew better. When the leaders of his tribe, all of whom powerful mystics felt the shift in the balance of Nirn they came to understand that Kiefeer’s plight and the approaching darkness were somehow connected.

They theorised that the Shehai; the embodiment of a warrior’s spirit, summoned at times of great significance had never been wielded by young Caavah because he had never faced a challenge, be it man, beast or environment that could not be overcome without it. Indeed, his birth had been under the sign widely recognised as the “Ritual”, the Elders reasoned that it was his destiny to bring balance to the world through a great undertaking. The perilous trials ahead would, as a consequence surely draw upon the young man’s reserves to such an extent that he’d find the verve to kindle the mystic weapon and set the order of the mortal plane right again.

Enthused by what the Elders had explained to him and already dangerously close to the thrall of depression that, what to the Elders was a mission of the highest significance that the young man might not even return from, to Kiefeer was only a merciful solution and a worthy quest to purge his being of weakness and define himself as an Ansei; the title awarded to the greatest of Sword Singers and his most ardent desire.

With the approval of his people Kiefeer Caavah made his way across the harsh barren desert of Hammerfell, walking with a newfound sense of conviction towards the source of the great disturbance: Cryodiil.