Skyrim: Ballad of the Bandit King (OOC)

[Lucius Cypher]

Appearance:

Name: Karnage

Age: 32

Race: Orc

Weapon: Wields a warhammer.

Skills:
Blacksmith: Karnage's ability is limited only by the time and materials he's given. While other smiths may beat him in overall design, what he lacks in quality he makes up for in quantity. He may not be able to recreate a legendary weapon, but he could make something close, and he'd make four of them.
Two-Handed Weapon Style: Karnage has built up years of skill swinging his hammer, for either creating new things of metal or breaking things of metal. While his skills aren't as great as some of the same weapon class, he's certainly no slouch nor pushover.

Equipment: The only armor he has are his boots and gauntlets, otherwise his clothing mainly consist of a worn red cloak, a kilt, and a magic amulet he wears (In image). It's enchanted to help Resist Magic and to breath underwater. He also (With great struggle) carries various ingots of metal in a wooden box he has on his back, which he uses to repair or make new weapons, armors, or tools. For food, he has some veal and fish, but that's about it.

Job/Profession: Blacksmith

Strengths/weaknesses:
Durable: As an Orc who's life rotated between the blistering heat of the forge and the bloody struggle of battle, Karnage is naturally quite resistant against swords, arrows, and the odd fireball.
Quick Feet and Sharp Mind: Despite being an Orc, Karnage trained his life to be fast on his feet and able to react just as quickly. If he has only his weapon, He'd first dodge and counter attacks rather then tank them, but that doesn't mean he can't take a heavy hit either. He can dodge attacks and take them if he has too.
Endless Energy: This orc can last long periods of time without rest or food, and could constantly pummel away at something until either it breaks, or whatever he's using to hit the thing breaks.

Too-Focus: If there is something that Karnage is focusing on, he tends to focus on it too much to notice things around him, no matter how dangerous or serious they are. It takes either getting hit or losing his target to get him to notice his surroundings.
Can't Speak: Ever since he had his tongue cut out, Karnage has had a rough time with the whole "conversation" scene.
Illiterate: Never learned how to read. Never needed to, and after getting his tongue cut out, never bothered to.

Background: Karnage isn't a native to Skyrim; he hails from the Land of Morrowind, where he served in the Imperial Empire as one of their Blacksmiths, and sometimes, a soldier. He never knew who his father or mother were, and never really bothered to figure out. The moment he was born he was thrust into battle, knowing nothing but war and weapons. Despite this, however, Karnage was different from other orcs, in that he seemed rather intelligent for an Orc. He was philosophical and clever, though he had a tendency to ask questions. To his fellow orcs, this made him seem shady and untrustworthy, as he constantly questioned orders and the ideals of others. Still, his prodding did provide some insight to certain situations and got his fellow soldiers out of rather sticky situations, so they tolerated it... Not to say the enemy felt the same way.

Karnage and his battalion were sent out to deal with a roaming band of renegades one day. It was thought to be a simple thing; Karnage with was a hundred other able-body soldiers, and they simply had to chase down a group of about twenty. But it was a trap; the renegades numbered into the hundreds, nearly hitting a thousand. Karnage and his battalion were ambushed and overwhelmed, most died, a few left for dead, and the others taken for prisoner. Karnage was one of them. He was something of a voice of reason and a source of hope for his men, which is why the renegades saw it fit to have him tortured. Being that he was an orc, he struggled through the worse of it, but perhaps one thing that broke him the most was then they cut out his tongue. This act virtually silenced him, and triggered such a blood rage that he managed to liberate himself and his fellow soldiers from the renegade prison. However, Karange did not make it back with his fellow soldiers to an Imperial Outpost, and instead simply vanished, assumed to be dead. Now he travels, in bitter grief over his suffering, silently offering his services of the forge to those willing to pay or to those he simply feels charitable towards.

Other: Likes music, and is noticeably thinner then most orcs. Though probably due to the torture he withstood, he's somewhat weaker in raw strength then other orcs, but he makes up for it in speed. Lastly, he has a tattoo of his name on his back, a misspelling of "carnage" spelled as "Karnage"



Appearanc"

Name: Lucilia Faasnu

Age: 19

Race: Imperial

Weapon: Uses a Crossbow with basic steel bolts. Her only melee weapon is a woodcutting axe.

Skills:
Alchemy: Lucilia is a decent alchemist and has a somewhat extensive knowledge of various poisons and potions, as well as their ingredients. Currently, she is studying the properties of certain stones and dust for a new type of mixture...
Sneak: As an expert at sneaking, Lucilia makes no noise nor does anyone but the most omniscient could detect her approach or leave.
Speech: Life as a bard has taught Lucilia how to sweet-talk or intimidate her targets into a favorable situation, or at the very least, makes sure she can tell a lie without cracking or showing any sighs of the opposite.

Equipment: Lucilia travels lightly out of choice, carrying only bits of food and some treasure if she plans to sell it. Has the general survival needs, but of things specifically she has her trusty Bard Lute, and a strange key. Carries enough money to travel from town-to-town, and makes more by selling tidbits she finds on the road and through her songs.

Job/Profession: Bard

Strengths/weaknesses:
Highly Perceptive: Lucilia could find a fly taking a piss at a mile away from smell alone if she had to, and near no one comes and goes without her figuring it out. Not even those invisible can disappear from her.
Steady Hands: While Lucilia never professional handled a weapon before, her hands can hold a bow, sword, or staff in such a way some people might mistake her as a master.
Agile: Lucilia is no fighter, and prefers to keep on the move then to make a stand. Packing light and moving fast, she can navigate a forest, city, fortress, or dungeon with ease, outrunning all but the air she breaths.
Good Aim: Lucilia can chuck knives, axes, rocks, spears, and other assorted things with deadly efficiency.

Fragile: Lucilia can take slash, maybe a arrow or two, but past all of that, Lucilia isn't exactly good at absorbing blows.
Cowardly: Lucilia isn't a hunter or a soldier, and isn't good at direct confrontation. She'll stick a knife into you with a steady hand, but her heart will be heavy with guilt at the idea of taking a life in a fight, so she'll stick her knife from behind and try to make it quick. Otherwise she'll just split.
Low Strength: Lucilia could carry a giant battle axe, but don't expect her to use it for long. She's better off at trying to throw it.

Background: Lucilia graduated at the bard's college in Skyrim, a pro with the Lute with a singing voice that can match some of the best. However, the day she graduated brought her only little happiness; besides her friends and teachers, Lucilia had no family. The only thing she has in remembrance of her father was his crossbow, but nothing else he left behind indicated he was a hunter of any sort. Indeed, she only became a bard because of the vast amount of story books and songs he left behind. Even her mother was a mystery; potions and books on poisons, she thought her mother was either an assassin or a witch, neither paths she really wanted to take. Still, even if she knew next to nothing about her family, she still wished there was some sign of them. So when she graduate from the bard College, while she entertains patron at taverns and on the road, she looks for anything hints of her past.

Life strait out of college was a bit rough at first, and danger was always present. But she never travels alone, going with caravans and entertaining them with her songs. She amassed quite a book of stories and adventure, and while they weren't exactly epics, they should be enough to earn her some listening money (I.e. tips) by the fire side. As she traveled, she also built up plenty of other new skills, mostly when dealing with badit attacks or the odd wildlife; mostly it involved running away and hiding, but occasionally, Lucilia is able to help a bit with a good throwing arm. She was taught how to throw knives and other weapons by one of the caravan guards, and sometimes she makes money off of dart games and other related activities.

Other: Is a lightweight when it comes to alcohol, but all it does it make her sleepy and lethargic.

[tech]

can I reserve a spot and have one up with in 12 hours?

[Azena]

Some cool characters joining the ranks I mighr make a second if allowed.

[Jack Rinner]

@hillian ok your accepted, but remember, your an old man with a bum knee who wears REALLY heavy armor. Dragonbones and Skysteel are heavy stuff. Plus you only wore the armor once before as stated in your bio so you won't be very used to it.

@Whetfeather -accepted

@Lucius - Lucille is accepted but to be honest, Karnage is more of a champion than a "more than average" person. He's gotta be toned down a bit if he's to be accepted. He's weilding an axe, shield, warhammer, and a big box of metal and tools, yet he's quick on his feet? I do like the whole prisoner of war with a cutout tongue but a voice of reason and strategist? It sounds awesome and badass but its just a lil too much for this game.

I vote get rid of the blocking, shield and war axe. And have a big hammer weilding silent but deadly blacksmith :-)

[Lucius Cypher]

Quick on his feet without his stuff then? I'll edit out the parts.

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Edited. Also, Karnage was the voice of reason and clever. While he's no dope now, he can't exactly provide very good moral support after getting his tongue cut out and becoming a grumpy orc. Sure he tries to do nice, but it's really just to compensate for the shame of, you know, getting his tongue cut out and bailing on his friends.

[Jack Rinner]

Okay I guess he can drop his boxOtricks during combat. So I'll allow that. Accepted

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Just note it'll be a lil hard to write posts for a person who doesn't talk much lol believe me I've tried

[Lucius Cypher]

I'll make sure that he does a lot of things. At the very least, Lucilia can fill the voice of speaking. She'll be talking alot. Mostly my ramblings, but hey, since Karnage cant. Hmm... How am I suppose to introduce him though? Would it be okay if he had the name "Karnage" tattooed to him somewhere? That way he can point to it when he makes introductions.

[Lenaya]

Appearance:

She has brown hair, green eyes and weighs about 125lbs. She's about 5'5", a little on the short side but don't pick on her for it or she might stuff an arrow into your side.

Name: Lenaya Alcerion

Age: 23, though she doesn't act it all the time.

Race: (context sensitive to racisim): Of Nordic descent.

Weapon: Hunting bow with steel arrows, along with an iron dagger she uses for skinning and trimming purposes.

Skills:
Magic: Minor healing spell that more or less never gets used.
Hunting: Lenaya is a very adept hunter, being that it’s her trade. She’s very proficient in the art of tracking, skinning and salting as well.
Combat: Lena will stick to long range fighting, but if her enemies come close she’ll rely on her dagger to help her. If it comes down to it, she might just attempt to stick an arrow in their eye and flee for her life.

Equipment:
Hunting bow
Fur armor
Fur boots
Fur gauntlets
Fur shoes
Iron dagger
Steel Arrows x 50
Potion of minor healing x3
Potion of minor stamina x3
Frostbite venom x1
Wolf pelt x1
Leather strips x7
Apple x3
Salt pile x10
Venison x1
Handmade necklace (fashioned from the teeth of a bear and a sabre cat.)
100 septiums

Total: 32 weight.

Job/Profession: Hunter, hailing from Ivarstead. She makes a decent living off of the skins of the animals that fall victim to her skill and selling their meat.

Strengths/weaknesses: Her strength lies in her dexterity and agility, as well as her precision when it comes to aiming. She can be quite the long-shot. However, she lacks in the areas of brute strength and the ability to solidly take a hit. Her intelligence is a reliable thing to have, but it’s limited to the areas that are based on her trade and own personal experience. Asking her about the latest fashion in Solitude, or who the current Jarl of a province won’t get you far when it comes to her. Overall she’s a pretty humble and quiet person, but she is susceptible for acting like a living door-mat of sorts, always wanting to please and receive praise.

Background: Lenaya Alcerion was born in Ivarstead to her parents Gormund and Julia Alcerion, simple people of simple make. Her father’s trade was that of hunting, one her family had carried on for generations. However, Julia could not bear a son, as much as she tried and those believed it was a curse from the winds blowing over the Shroud Heath Barrow, a place that was rumored cursed. Gormund was not a shallow man though, and so he raised his daughter like he would a son, and taught her the arts of hunting. Lenaya was a loud and rambunctious child, happy and carefree like her mother was, but after her father was killed by participating in the Stormcloak revolution she became very reclusive. She was the only one who could provide for herself and her mother, and because of that she spent many days roaming the lands, solidifying her quiet nature. On her 16th birthday, several years after her father’s passing, her mother passed away due to illness. The villagers of Ivarstead buried her mother next to her father, and with that Lenaya left Ivarstead with a few belongings.

For the past 7 years Lena has been making a living by buying and selling hides and meat from whatever traveler she passes by, and sometimes she is seen in Windhelm exchanging goods in the market. She doesn't stay in one place for long, and is constantly on the move, following the migratory herd of moose and deer that she treasures so deeply. Though, she does long for human contact, and the possibility of building relationships that won’t be ripped away from her…

Other: Lena is not fond of snakes, whatsoever. Her favorite meal is beef stew, and she enjoys munching on apples. She is not fond of alcohol, despite her Nordic descent, and feels that it shrouds the mind and leaves you vulnerable. Dogs are her favorite sort of animals, and sometimes she can be seen feeding scraps to the local strays that wander the towns she visits.

There are a few more long range attackers than I expected xD; I'm tempted to switch my character to someone with a bit more healing aspects, otherwise we probably won't last very long ;o Might as well get to rewriting my CS then...but I'll leave my old one up here in case things don't work out.

[Jack Rinner]

The only other archer is Syrona. Lucille is.not an archer, she just has a crossbow. She won't be as skilled or as fast as the others. Actually I think everything is balanving out nicely. I think I'll let one more in after Lenaya

[Palamon]

Name: Ralimus Tyrilius

Age: 38

Race: Imperial

Weapon: Imperial legion sword, iron/leather gauntlets. Both aged and worn from the years without use.

Skills:
Veteran: Years serving in the legion have left him with a good understanding of tactics, and warfare.
Good Shape: Current work as a handyman have kept his body is decent physical condition, he can run a fair distance and lift slightly above average weights.
Discipline: His close combat maneuvers are well practiced and the drills that he went through those many years ago are still well retained within his mind.

Equipment: Old cloak with an imperial design. Single steel breastplate; the work of an imperial blacksmith. Chain-linked undershirt, iron/leather gauntlets, nordic leather pants/boots. Single silver ring, imperial dragon emblem.
Carrying a bedroll, and satchel of medical and survival equipment: Bandages, minor pain relieving potion, dried meats and vegetable, flask of water, and flask of meade. He only has a few gold coins maybe about 57.

Job/Profession: Retired Legion Veteran. Current handyman.

Weaknesses: Age is catching up with him, his body is not as agile as a younger man’s. With age comes a certain stubbornness, and he is slow to embrace new ideas. He does not have a wide knowledge of the arcane arts. Minor prejudice to dunmer/altmer.

Background: Native to Cyrodiil, Ralimus was born into a wealthy family living in the capital with a history of military membership. His father had groomed Ralimus and his other sons for service from the time they could walk. Thus he joined the Imperial Legion at the young age of 19, and fought in minor border skirmishes with the Aldmeri Dominion. He then served in Morrowind as an imperial patrolman for many years working his way up the ranks. He was later stationed in Skyrim to assist in efforts to curb smuggling through northern ports.

Ralimus instantly fell in love with the natural beauty of Skyrim, its rolling hills and heavens scraping mountains. He also fell in love with it’s people, one in particular, his wife of 15 years to the day, Helenka. He started a family, and soon began to grow weary of the legion life.

So it was then, after serving five more years, twenty in total, in the Imperial Legion, Ralimus decided it was time to settle town, choosing to live out the rest of his days in one of the small new towns cropping up around Skyrim. Seeing the need for skilled workers in these new towns he took up a job as a handyman for the many tradesmen and craftsmen of these new towns.

Other: Welcome to Skyrim