They used to be pretty commonplace in Morrowind. But I guess being chronologically 200 years in the past doesn't help.
Pardon me if I'm about to say anything wrong, it's been a while since I played Morrowind.
There were two types of crossbows in Morrowind, Steel and Dwarven. The Dwarven variant is not common at all, so it's out of the question. Steel Xbows, on the other hand, is only mass-produced by professional organizations like the Imperial Legion. Remember the Legion were much more powerful in the 3rd era than the 4th, which translates to less crossbows produced today. Although they take less training to shoot, they make for it with more training to maintain. A crossbow is mechanically complex relative to the standard bow. Not to mention, building bolts require a different and less known process than arrows.
I'm looking through the sheets right now, will get back to you guys ASAP.
There were two types of crossbows in Morrowind, Steel and Dwarven. The Dwarven variant is not common at all, so it's out of the question. Steel Xbows, on the other hand, is only mass-produced by professional organizations like the Imperial Legion. Remember the Legion were much more powerful in the 3rd era than the 4th, which translates to less crossbows produced today. Although they take less training to shoot, they make for it with more training to maintain. A crossbow is mechanically complex relative to the standard bow. Not to mention, building bolts require a different and less known process than arrows.
You're right about the crossbows, though I recall nearly every weapon vendors having one of the steel ones. I just wanted to voice my thought on the matter. After all, Bethesda is known to bend game lore to fit engine limitations.
You're right about the crossbows, though I recall nearly every weapon vendors having one of the steel ones. I just wanted to voice my thought on the matter. After all, Bethesda is known to bend game lore to fit engine limitations.
I've always thought that to be a shame. What a world we'd live in if they were consistent. Also, I updated Yorwen's sheet. Less of a cold hardass and a wee more friendly. He's ironically scary looking for the profession he was to go into. Just a heads up.
Also, I updated Yorwen's sheet. Less of a cold hardass and a wee more friendly. He's ironically scary looking for the profession he was to go into. Just a heads up.
I remember this local comic where an Undead galley captain, whose main job was to whip undead galley slaves, took up knitting because eternity was really damn boring. Let the main character go after he taught him a different knitting style or something, can't remember very clearly. But the whole 'badass who loves tailoring' aspect just reminded me of that.
I remember this local comic where an Undead officer serving on a floating galley whipping other undead slaves took up knitting because he was undead and eternity was really damn boring. Let the main character go after he taught him a different knitting style or something, can't remember very clearly. But the whole 'badass who loves tailoring' aspect just reminded me of that.
I've loved the whole idea of making a character who defies first impressions. I'm trying to move away from always playing the same ol' character archetype of relentless, brooding badass #23,407,567
I just want to play a guy with some honor who is genuinely friendly and means well for a man in the soldier's profession.
I've loved the whole idea of making a character who defies first impressions. I'm trying to move away from always playing the same ol' character archetype of relentless, brooding badass #23,407,567
I just want to play a guy with some honor who is genuinely friendly and means well for a man in the soldier's profession.
Yeah. I always appreciate a character who's just simply a nice guy.
-In Nordic orthography, the palatal approximant is represented by <j> rather than <y>. Which means your guy should be "Jorwen" instead of "Yorwen". With that said, it seems like the old Atmoran spelling used <y>, so if you want to keep his name, add an explanation for that old-fashioned spelling. -I doubt the Legion would conscript someone at the age of 13. Either he lied to join, pressured by peer, or taken by more unorthodox commanders.
@ClocktowerEchos Did you ninja in a skill? I swear there was one less...
@HHShetland Standing in this corner; hailing from Riften, Skyrim; the undercat champion; Tennant Ibnazh!
I doubt the Legion would conscript someone at the age of 13. Either he lied to join, pressured by peer, or taken by more unorthodox commanders.
It's not very usual but I've seen some documented cases of child soldiers in WWI at the very least (as an example of child soldiers in legitimate armies, and not some African warlord's drag band). And 'camp people' were a thing, be they traders, washers, cooks or prostitutes.
It's not very usual but I've seen some documented cases of child soldiers in WWI at the very least (as an example of child soldiers in legitimate armies, and not some African warlord's drag band). And 'camp people' were a thing, be they traders, washers, cooks or prostitutes.
-In Nordic orthography, the palatal approximant is represented by <j> rather than <y>. Which means your guy should be "Jorwen" instead of "Yorwen". With that said, it seems like the old Atmoran spelling used <y>, so if you want to keep his name, add an explanation for that old-fashioned spelling. -I doubt the Legion would conscript someone at the age of 13. Either he lied to join, pressured by peer, or taken by more unorthodox commanders.
@ClocktowerEchos Did you ninja in a skill? I swear there was one less...
@HHShetland Standing in this corner; hailing from Riften, Skyrim; the undercat champion; Tennant Ibnazh!
It wasn't unusual for young men to be considered adults by medieval standards. He was pressganged into service and was a bugle boy who also mended shirts and trousers. He was 14 when he crossed into Cyrodiil, if that's worth anything. Also, I'll just change it to a J soon. Changed.
It's not very usual but I've seen some documented cases of child soldiers in WWI at the very least (as an example of child soldiers in legitimate armies, and not some African warlord's drag band). And 'camp people' were a thing, be they traders, washers, cooks or prostitutes.
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It wasn't unusual for young men to be considered adults by medieval standards. He was pressganged into service and was a bugle boy who also mended shirts and trousers. He was 14 when he crossed into Cyrodiil, if that's worth anything. Also, I'll just change it to a J soon. Changed.
I see, that makes sense.
And I assume you approve of your own char, Leiden?
Okay! Here is my CS! Let me know if anything is not to your liking, or if I need to explain anything else in further detail.
Basic Information
Name: Sevine V’arg-t’uk, “The Huntress”
Race: Nord
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Birthsign: The Warrior
Place of Origin: Falkreath Hold, Skyrim
Appearance: Sevine is tall woman, standing in at 5’9. Every ounce of her body is lean, taunt muscles from the manual labour that comes with homesteading. With an apathetic look ever etched into her face, Sevine would normally come across as cold, and unfriendly, which isn’t the case, quite frankly. Beneath a pair of thickly, arched eyebrows, Sevine’s eyes are a deep shade of pine needle green. She has strong cheekbones, a gently sloped nose, and coral-coloured lips that are rather plump, and give the impression of her pouting. A dark green, streak of war paint runs across the bridge of her nose to her cheekbones, with three dots beneath her eyes, on the underside of the streak. The most distinct feature about Sevine, is her hair colour. In a heavy braid that drapes over her shoulder, or down her back, Sevine’s tresses are the colour of blood itself, so dark that it could be mistaken for black during nighttime, yet when she stands in the sunlight, it glistens like a fire. Her voice is deep, and husky, still feminine, but a voice that commands respect and attention. Typically, when not in combat, Sevine wears linen dresses, with or without an apron, depending on what she’s doing. When in combat, Sevine prefers to wear light, leather armour, so that she may move quicker.
Background: Born on the outskirts of Falkreath, just miles from town, in her parent’s homestead, Sevine enjoyed a childhood that most were not privileged to, or so she believes. Agnar, her father, and Gudrun, her mother, were followers of Mara, and taught their daughter to love all. They taught her that hate is the greatest weapon against man. As man will hate, so destruction will follow. When Sevine was just 8 years of age, her mother passed in childbirth, giving Sevine a new little sister to look after, Leiliana. Distraught, Agnar struggled to keep the family together, as he had to teach little Sevine how to tend to the hearth, how to feed the fire, and how to cook food. While he went out hunting, or into town for provisions, Sevine doted upon Leiliana. She loved her little sister with all her heart, and as they grew together, she loved her ever more. After turning 11, Agnar gave Sevine her first bow and quiver set. He made a makeshift target in their cabbage patch to practice with, and eventually, when she became better, Agnar took Sevine hunting, enlisting the help of a close friend to watch over Leiliana in the meantime. That winter when Agnar became ill, Sevine went out into the misty, snow covered forests of Falkreath, and felled her first deer. She carried it all the way back to their homestead, and when she opened the door to their home, Leiliana, now 3, greeted her ecstatically, as her father wept with joy as he lay sick in bed. Her bow became an extension of her arm, and she could calculate the direction of the wind, and predict where a moving target would end up when she fired her arrows. Life was good in their homestead, until the civil war broke out in 4E 201. Without hesitating, Sevine journeyed all the way to Windhelm to enlist. There, she pledged her oath of service to Ulfric Stormcloak and to the Rebellion. Sevine despised the Thalmor for forcing the people of Skyrim to give up their worship of Talos, and nor did she like the Empire. Sevine learned to use a war axe and shield during her time with the Stormcloaks, though she still relied on her longbow. She earned her nickname amongst her kin on the battlefield as, The Huntress. Any foe that came in sight that fired upon her, met an untimely death; either by her arrow, or the blade of her axe, as she hunted them down till they ceased to move. It was here, on the battlefield, did she paint her face for war, and has done so since, especially when travelling on the roads. Sevine gave a yell louder than any man’s when she fought, she was a fearsome sight to behold on the field of war, and did not shy away from the din of the battle. After the war, Sevine returned home to find that her father had passed away, and Leiliana, now 18, had just married a local boy from Falkreath. She lived with them for a year before moving into Falkreath. There, she rented a room on a monthly basis, working to earn her keep by cutting firewood, or running small errands for the townspeople. It wasn’t until word of Forsworn increasing their attacks on travelers reached her ears. At first, Sevine brushed it off, the group of natives were wild men and women, believing in ancient, bloody magic, that most of Skyrim looked down upon. Now, the 26th of Midyear had come about, Sevine, now 26, had received a letter from a courier, bearing information for her to join others contracted at a camp in the reach, between Markarth and Karthwasten. From the looks of it, the Dragonborn, or “Thur” as he was known, was contracting people to join the fight against the Forsworn. To Sevine, whether the cause was noble or not, she still ached for the excitement of war, to notch her bow with an arrow, to cleave an enemies head off, while their blood covered her. She had journeyed on horseback to the encampment, with her steed, Asper, a beautiful dark bay, stallion.
Personality: Sevine is a genuine woman, with a kind heart. She is a seasoned warrior after serving in the civil war in Skyrim, siding with the Stormcloaks as a natural choice. Sevine respects all races in Nirn, as she follows the beliefs of Mara, to love another like one does for themselves. However, Sevine despises sexism, especially those who believe that women are good for just bearing children, and have no business on the battlefield. She can come across as cold, and maybe even apathetic, but generally, Sevine is polite in all cases. She would never judge someone based on appearance alone, and believes in second chances. She is reserved, patient, and loyal to those she serves.
Weaknesses: Sympathy towards Women and Children Magical Incompetence Fear of Being Buried Alive, Drowning and Suffocating
Relations to Other Characters: None, for the time being.
Affiliations: Former Stormcloak Soldier
Other Capabilities: Hunting, Fishing, Gardening
Inventory
Cash: 250 Septims
Keys and Lockpicks: 4 Lockpicks
Clothing and Armour: 1 Green Linen Dress Leather Armour Leather Bracers Leather Boots Steel Helm
Weapons and Ammunition: 1 Longbow and x14 Steel Arrows Steel War Axe Wooden Shield with Leather for reinforcement 1 Steel Dagger
Potions and Arcane Supplies: 1 Potion of Cure Poison 1 Potion of Cure Disease 1 Potion of Health
Jewelery and Novelty Items: 1 Amulet of Mara
Books and Documents:
Food, Drinks, Provisions: 1 Green Apple 1 Sweetroll 1 Smoked Salmon wrapped in cheesecloth 1 Bottle of Nord Mead 1 Waterskin
Bags, Pouches, Packs: 1 Large Leather Rucksack/Pack A belt with 4 Pouches attached
Other: N/A
Nothing glaring in this sheet, I actually quite like it. My one nitpicky pedantic thing is that I thought that given name was in the Dragon Language or something. But then I found out it was just Swedish with apostrophes shoved into it. Varg is wolf in Swedish, just so you know, btw. Anywho, it's okay to take those apostrophes away. You have my half of the approval, now we must wait for Gcold to rise again from his deep slumber come the distant morn.
@gcoldI moved Speech up to Adept using a free Adept Skill from the Weakneses which I never used and then put in woodworking to fill in the empty Novice slot
@Oak7reeIt's not specified whether 1h-blade and medium armor are adept or apprentice. I'm assuming, due to wording, that they're Apprentice level. This means you have only one adept skill and no novice skills. Feel free to add in a few more skills in those areas.
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