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[Elisabeth Hollow]

The Legionaire.

[Grits]

Yep, she's one of the regulars:

Nora Roscia, Imperial woman. Legion Rider. Her devotion to duty gives her an almost telepathic connection with her fellow legionnaires.

[Elisabeth Hollow]

Draken is a bad, bad boy XD

[minque]

So I've decided....I wish to join this RP! It's been a very long time since i' last RP:ed....Question is..with who?

Serene? Or someone else

[Elisabeth Hollow]

Oooh, I'm doing an old character and two completely new characters.

[Black Hand]

@Minque Well her future husbands already here in Mystery of Poisoned Healer.

[Darkness Eternal]

Well, Rohirrim. Its okay. Just drop Lycus there, a man who rarely even speaks that spoke quite a lot, to run into the tavern. to speak to another man.

[Elisabeth Hollow]

Well, Rohirrim. Its okay. Just drop Lycus there, a man who rarely even speaks that spoke quite a lot, to run into the tavern. to speak to another man.

He really did do that XD

Someone's getting antsy, lol

[mALX]

Well, Rohirrim. Its okay. Just drop Lycus there, a man who rarely even speaks that spoke quite a lot, to run into the tavern. to speak to another man.

I think he took his leave of Lycus and went back to his room first.

To both you and Rohirrim: WOO HOO! You guys ROCK! DE, you changed your post but I saw the original and LOVED it !!! You and Rohirrim both caught the missing urns and honored them in your posts - thank you. I so appreciated that! I'll write for one of the staff to receive complaints and go check things out.

You two are Awesome!





This post has been edited by mALX: Aug 19 2013, 02:20 AM

[Elisabeth Hollow]

I'd much rather just add a new post where everyone can see it NOW, lol.



Name: Kayla

Aliases: She'd rather not speak of them.

Age: 33

Homeland: Skyrim, in an unnamed town

Profession: Vamprie hunter and Champion of Meridia


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Appearance: Tall, slightly taller than normal for an Altmer, but not by much. Toned, muscular body, covered in scars. The most noticeable ones are the ones on her cheek (claw marks) her neck (had her throat sliced) and a long gash from her elbow to wrist. She keeps her body covered for the most part, unless she's very comfortable around that person, or intoxicated.

Hair: Auburn, much redder in the sun, though.

Eyes: Light brown

Skin tone is a lovely golden brown.

Traits: Friendly, somewhat outgoing if given an opening. Self-conscious about her scars, but when intoxicated, will tell you everything you want to know about them. She has a thick Nordic accent that confuses and amuses endless amounts of people.



Skills:
Alchemy (Master)
Blade
Destruction (Mostly fire)


Her minor skills include igniting a ball of pure light and either holding it or tossing it a short distance, picking locks (if she has enough lockpicks) and moving stealthily (But not very well.)

Backstory: If she's drunk, she'll tell you the whole damned thing.

[Rohirrim]

Well, Rohirrim. Its okay. Just drop Lycus there, a man who rarely even speaks that spoke quite a lot, to run into the tavern. to speak to another man.

He really did do that XD

Someone's getting antsy, lol

I had more to say but I was waiting for awhile....yeah, I'm quite bad at this

[Elisabeth Hollow]

Lol, it's okay. Ask DE, I pestered him with messages every time I posted, lol

[mALX]

Well, Rohirrim. Its okay. Just drop Lycus there, a man who rarely even speaks that spoke quite a lot, to run into the tavern. to speak to another man.

He really did do that XD

Someone's getting antsy, lol

I had more to say but I was waiting for awhile....yeah, I'm quite bad at this

No, you're not bad at it. It takes a while to get used to, and there are a lot of people at the Wobbly right now. You did take your leave of Lycus and go to your room with Bran first, the post probably was missed in the flux of new posts. I saw it because I was tickled about Khan mentioning the urn, lol.

[Grits]

Thanks, Liz!



ETA: Draken!! ROFL!!

This post has been edited by Grits: Aug 19 2013, 02:34 AM

[Elisabeth Hollow]

I'm writing up Stefan's sheet right now :]

[Grits]

Awesome. I could stand to look at his picture right now.

[Elisabeth Hollow]

Stefan LeRoi

Race: Imperial, despite the Breton pen name

Age: Late twenties, early thirties, depending on the woman asking him

Eyes: "Dark brown with flecks of green and gold, penetrating into the windows of another's soul"

Yeesh.

Hair: "Chestnut brown with-"

Shhh! It's brown, you vainglorious, conceited fop!

Physique: Keeps himself in good enough shape to look good naked, but nothing more.

"Well, that's not quite fair, now is it? I'd hardly say that having the body as statuesque and chiseled as mine-"

-growls- Quit interrupting, or I'll reduce the size of your-

"I will be silent."

Personality: -points to previous entries-

Skills: Besides interrupting me, and preening in front of a mirror, he's a bard and an author. He holds no skills for blade, magick, or stealth. Hires those skilled enough to do the dirty work for him, and has the coin for it, too.

"I have more skills than you are giving me credit for."

Every time you talk, it's an inch taken off.

"Well, that's hardly-"

Two inches.

"Cease!"

Oh look, you're a woman, now.

"Very funny."

Accompanying parties include mercenaries, the current one being Shiva, the masked stealth mage he'd hired back in Cheydinhal. Stefan has never seen her face, and has never gotten her to say more than a few words to him. he's fine with that, as she knows when to make herself scarce when wooing a potential night-time partner.

"Is that all you have to say about me?!"

Yep.

"But what about my-"

[Grits]

mALX, quick question. What window is Earana coming through? Somewhere else in the inn or on the lower suite level? Sorry, I'm confused about what floor they're on.

[mALX]

mALX, quick question. What window is Earana coming through? Somewhere else in the inn or on the lower suite level? Sorry, I'm confused about what floor they're on.

They are all in the kitchen of the suite, so Earana was trying to come in a window on the lower floor of the suite. So far all she's done is set off the trap. I left the exact window vague so anyone could do what they wanted with it.

[Black Hand]

Okay, I'm back for a little bit. Sorry, but Family and pretentiousness calligraphy trumps Chorrol. Where can I be most useful?