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Okay, myself and @Leos Klien have given your CS a good read. It definitely looks promising, but there are several issues, mainly with his backstory and race.
Firstly, a child's race is decided by his maternal genes, not his paternal. Father's don't really matter, biologically - in the Elder Scrolls Universe, a child will take after their Mother, and the father will be lucky to pass along some characteristics, especially when mixing Men and Mer species. Your character would be an Imperial with an Imperial Mother. However, even if you were to swap the species of his parents, he wouldn't look as you've described. Half-Breeds aren't really a thing in the Elder Scrolls Universe, because again, a lot of what the Father gives is lost (unless it's something like a brunette Nord giving his child his hair colour while his Nord wife is blond). For example, the Gray Prince: Agronak gro-Malog. He looks like a regular Orc, beyond his paler skin - which is a result of his father's vampiric nature, not his human race. So this will need to be changed, as with his appearance; I'm not against making a runt of an Orsimer, as they likely do exist - he'd have all other characteristics of his race though, and certainly wouldn't be confused as anything else.
However, if you are making a runty Orc, 6'3" is a typically large height for an Orc. He'd have to be much shorter to be considered lesser or weaker by other's of his race.
Secondly, a lot of his backstory hinges on his Mother. His stronghold is massacred and he rescued because of his mother, staying in Cloud Ruler Temple because of his mother being a Blade, getting out of a jail sentence because of his mother. The problem there is that his Mother's backstory doesn't work out. Being in service to the Blades is generally a non-retiring job - you stay till you can't fight, whether that's brought with old age, or more likely, death. It stands to reason that one of their number wouldn't be permitted to leave, get married, have a kid, and then be allowed a safe haven when shit hits the fan. If she was in the Blades once, and then fell so madly in love that she left, then that's fine. But she wouldn't be welcomed back. An explanation of why she was at the Stronghold in the first place would be nice too.
Thirdly, his acceptance into the Arcane University. I can tell you right now he wouldn't be admitted, regardless of "Imperial Recommendations". The Guild of Mages is a completely separate entity from the government and guards, and they will not allow anyone inside the University only they have recommendations from each Guild; the purpose of each Recommendation is to prove the individual has an expert grasp of each school of magic, which is necessary for acceptance; they definitely wouldn't take a complete novice either.
Fourthly, the last sentence. "So he went on an adventure." A very vague statement, especially in regards to how he will meet up with our group. Why is he on the road to Kvatch? Surely he had some place in mind to find more research on Levitation magic? On that note, we have found a problem with Levitation magic; no scroll. It's too convenient for his mother to just happen to have one handy, and it would be incredibly foolish of her to give it to him in the very place it was made illegal. Even when you fix his backstory to not including the Arcane University, it's still too convenient. So no Scroll of Levitation. And add something on the end to say how and why he happened across our group coming out of the gate.
Okay, so that's all for the backstory. There are just a few other things to add or change.
Okay, myself and @Leos Klien have given your CS a good read. It definitely looks promising, but there are several issues, mainly with his backstory and race.
Firstly, a child's race is decided by his maternal genes, not his paternal. Father's don't really matter, biologically - in the Elder Scrolls Universe, a child will take after their Mother, and the father will be lucky to pass along some characteristics, especially when mixing Men and Mer species. Your character would be an Imperial with an Imperial Mother. However, even if you were to swap the species of his parents, he wouldn't look as you've described. Half-Breeds aren't really a thing in the Elder Scrolls Universe, because again, a lot of what the Father gives is lost (unless it's something like a brunette Nord giving his child his hair colour while his Nord wife is blond). For example, the Gray Prince: Agronak gro-Malog. He looks like a regular Orc, beyond his paler skin - which is a result of his father's vampiric nature, not his human race. So this will need to be changed, as with his appearance; I'm not against making a runt of an Orsimer, as they likely do exist - he'd have all other characteristics of his race though, and certainly wouldn't be confused as anything else.
However, if you are making a runty Orc, 6'3" is a typically large height for an Orc. He'd have to be much shorter to be considered lesser or weaker by other's of his race.
Secondly, a lot of his backstory hinges on his Mother. His stronghold is massacred and he rescued because of his mother, staying in Cloud Ruler Temple because of his mother being a Blade, getting out of a jail sentence because of his mother. The problem there is that his Mother's backstory doesn't work out. Being in service to the Blades is generally a non-retiring job - you stay till you can't fight, whether that's brought with old age, or more likely, death. It stands to reason that one of their number wouldn't be permitted to leave, get married, have a kid, and then be allowed a safe haven when shit hits the fan. If she was in the Blades once, and then fell so madly in love that she left, then that's fine. But she wouldn't be welcomed back. An explanation of why she was at the Stronghold in the first place would be nice too.
Thirdly, his acceptance into the Arcane University. I can tell you right now he wouldn't be admitted, regardless of "Imperial Recommendations". The Guild of Mages is a completely separate entity from the government and guards, and they will not allow anyone inside the University only they have recommendations from each Guild; the purpose of each Recommendation is to prove the individual has an expert grasp of each school of magic, which is necessary for acceptance; they definitely wouldn't take a complete novice either.
Fourthly, the last sentence. "So he went on an adventure." A very vague statement, especially in regards to how he will meet up with our group. Why is he on the road to Kvatch? Surely he had some place in mind to find more research on Levitation magic? On that note, we have found a problem with Levitation magic; no scroll. It's too convenient for his mother to just happen to have one handy, and it would be incredibly foolish of her to give it to him in the very place it was made illegal. Even when you fix his backstory to not including the Arcane University, it's still too convenient. So no Scroll of Levitation. And add something on the end to say how and why he happened across our group coming out of the gate.
Okay, so that's all for the backstory. There are just a few other things to add or change.
- 'Tis spelled "Atronach", for your Birthsign.
- He's missing a Class name. Feel free to take one from the game or make up your own; the pre-made name does not have to align with the skills attached to it from the game.
- About skills: He's able to have much more than that. Also, for someone who spent 7 years with the Imperial Legion, I'd expect to see some skill with weapons, not just archery. As he has a blade, he'll need One-Handed Blade as a skill, or he'll just be ridiculously clumsy with it. They get pretty decent weapons education in the Legion, So he'll have more skills. Stuff like athletics, acrobatics, blunt, you know, round him out to what a guard would be.
- You've also listed a Destruction spell in his spells section, but it isn't listed as a skill. Please correct this.
- Self-Immolation, Fenrick's Doorjam, Tinur's Hoptoad, Slowfall and Fire Shield do not appear as usable spells in Oblivion. As we are using only spells used in that specific time, they need to be removed.
- Your Crossbow: Where did you get it? They're not common, especially not in Cyrodiil. Especially ones "improved" as this one has. It also wouldn't be cheap if one showed up on the market either.
- Another point about your crossbow: "Can be fired one-handed" and "better penetration power" should not be in the same sentence together. If your crossbow is a regular one, then shooting it one-handed will turn any Master Marksman into a novice in terms of aiming. You cannot aim such a heavy, complicated piece of weaponry effectively with one hand - nor would you be able to reload it with one hand. On the other hand, if this crossbow has been made to be much lighter, and therefore, easier to aim with just one hand, then it certainly would lose a large amount of power and not have better penetration power.
- An amulet enchanted with "Muffling". I can't see any follower of Malacath having this particular enchantment. Being silent and sneaky would be cowardice in Malacath's eyes, so his followers would avoid such enchantments. Either change the enchantment to something believable, or remove it.
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Noted. I'm away from my computer right now (on mobile) so I won't be able to do the dots now. A few things I would like to address, though I assure you I'll still fix this.
1. I can try and change it. it'll change the drama but ultimately I think I can make it work out similarly. Stronghold girl who ran away with an Imperial soldier. I'll also adjust his height to be a bit below average for an orc, though most of his "I'm scrawny" image is mostly in his head. Still I'll make him match the image in his head.
2. I could just change his mother into being a high ranking but retired member of the Imperial Legion. Also an orc. Basically she's someone who once was of high authority, like a captain or something.
3. This one might be a bit more difficult. I felt that simply getting into the Arcane University would jut be the easiest way for Malakaus to get something of a magical education. Alternatively could I say that he worked as an apprentice for an enchanter from Morrowind? The enchanter could be a friend of his mother or something. And being from Morrowind could also explain how he even knows about Levitation.
4. And yeah the last sentence is just suppose to be an easy way to explain why he would be found wherever the current plot is. "Off looking for clues about this spell" could lead him anywhere, even to the gates of oblivion. I would say he's heading to kvatch simply because that's where he thinks he can find a lead. He probs wouldn't, but it's a start.
As for the crossbow I'll admit the idea I had for Malakaus is that he fights in heavy armor, uses a spiked shield for offense and defense, and a crossbow he made himself (forgot to mention that tidbit) to have a range option. My other idea is basically a cross between a shield, crossbow, and spear, but I don't know if that seemed too crazy for you.
As for his skills Malakaus knows how to use a sword, yeah, but he's only received basic training. Unlike the others he never actually fought in live combat before as he went to become a smith after basic training instead of benign sent on patrols and fighting bandits and such. He has hand-to-hand skills since that's what he relied on most as a child, and what he continues to rely on as an adult.
And finally as for the amulet it was kinda the point about his father. He was deemed "heretical" by the other orcs, not only for taking a human for a first wife but also for being less macho and more cunning. Of course this doesn't please Malacath, which is why his tribe was attacked.
1. I can try and change it. it'll change the drama but ultimately I think I can make it work out similarly. Stronghold girl who ran away with an Imperial soldier. I'll also adjust his height to be a bit below average for an orc, though most of his "I'm scrawny" image is mostly in his head. Still I'll make him match the image in his head.
2. I could just change his mother into being a high ranking but retired member of the Imperial Legion. Also an orc. Basically she's someone who once was of high authority, like a captain or something.
3. This one might be a bit more difficult. I felt that simply getting into the Arcane University would jut be the easiest way for Malakaus to get something of a magical education. Alternatively could I say that he worked as an apprentice for an enchanter from Morrowind? The enchanter could be a friend of his mother or something. And being from Morrowind could also explain how he even knows about Levitation.
4. And yeah the last sentence is just suppose to be an easy way to explain why he would be found wherever the current plot is. "Off looking for clues about this spell" could lead him anywhere, even to the gates of oblivion. I would say he's heading to kvatch simply because that's where he thinks he can find a lead. He probs wouldn't, but it's a start.
As for the crossbow I'll admit the idea I had for Malakaus is that he fights in heavy armor, uses a spiked shield for offense and defense, and a crossbow he made himself (forgot to mention that tidbit) to have a range option. My other idea is basically a cross between a shield, crossbow, and spear, but I don't know if that seemed too crazy for you.
As for his skills Malakaus knows how to use a sword, yeah, but he's only received basic training. Unlike the others he never actually fought in live combat before as he went to become a smith after basic training instead of benign sent on patrols and fighting bandits and such. He has hand-to-hand skills since that's what he relied on most as a child, and what he continues to rely on as an adult.
And finally as for the amulet it was kinda the point about his father. He was deemed "heretical" by the other orcs, not only for taking a human for a first wife but also for being less macho and more cunning. Of course this doesn't please Malacath, which is why his tribe was attacked.
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Noted. I'm away from my computer right now (on mobile) so I won't be able to do the dots now. A few things I would like to address, though I assure you I'll still fix this.
1. I can try and change it. it'll change the drama but ultimately I think I can make it work out similarly. Stronghold girl who ran away with an Imperial soldier. I'll also adjust his height to be a bit below average for an orc, though most of his "I'm scrawny" image is mostly in his head. Still I'll make him match the image in his head.
Stronghold Girl and Imperial Father would work very nicely.
2. I could just change his mother into being a high ranking but retired member of the Imperial Legion. Also an orc. Basically she's someone who once was of high authority, like a captain or something.
While an Orc would be allowed to join the Imperial Legion (Mostly because of her boyfriend/husband being a member), it's doubtful she would get to a high rank. You'd be better off having his Father create the influence. If you're killing his father off, then it could be an old family friend of his giving his deceased friend's child a second chance.
3. This one might be a bit more difficult. I felt that simply getting into the Arcane University would jut be the easiest way for Malakaus to get something of a magical education. Alternatively could I say that he worked as an apprentice for an enchanter from Morrowind? The enchanter could be a friend of his mother or something. And being from Morrowind could also explain how he even knows about Levitation.
Turns out the Arcane University is the hardest way to gain a magical education, not the easiest. The Apprentice route is much easier, and works with his backstory well, especially in regards to knowing about Levitation. Still going to have to refuse a Scroll of it though.
4. And yeah the last sentence is just suppose to be an easy way to explain why he would be found wherever the current plot is. "Off looking for clues about this spell" could lead him anywhere, even to the gates of oblivion. I would say he's heading to kvatch simply because that's where he thinks he can find a lead. He probs wouldn't, but it's a start.
I think for someone without much experience out in the real world, it would be very fool-hardy of him to go off without a destination in mind. A suggestion my Co-GM came up with is that he is travelling either to or back from the Mages Guild in Leyawiin. While not a member of the Guild, information and libraries are open to the public. As Leyawiin holds the School of Mysticism (The closest school to Levitation) He may have gone there in search of more information. Either there or back, when he reaches the crossroads between Leyawiin, Kvatch and Imperial City, survivors or onlookers may tell him of the news of what has happen in Kvatch. He may then choose to journey there, and meet up with our group. Mere curiosity is a good enough reason.
As for the crossbow I'll admit the idea I had for Malakaus is that he fights in heavy armor, uses a spiked shield for offense and defense, and a crossbow he made himself (forgot to mention that tidbit) to have a range option. My other idea is basically a cross between a shield, crossbow, and spear, but I don't know if that seemed too crazy for you.
Going to say "no" to making his own crossbow. Too detailed, and too complicated for a Journeyman of Smithing. Have him find it some other way, and my previous comments about it's specialities still stand. As for your hybrid weapon - you were right to assume it's craziness.
As for his skills Malakaus knows how to use a sword, yeah, but he's only received basic training. Unlike the others he never actually fought in live combat before as he went to become a smith after basic training instead of benign sent on patrols and fighting bandits and such. He has hand-to-hand skills since that's what he relied on most as a child, and what he continues to rely on as an adult.
At the very least make him a novice in one-handed blade. One doesn't spend 7 years in the Imperial Legion without learning how to use a sword. Also, the skill is listed as "Marksman", not "Archery". I've done this so it encompasses all types of ranged weapons - a crossbow is different to a bow, after all.
And finally as for the amulet it was kinda the point about his father. He was deemed "heretical" by the other orcs, not only for taking a human for a first wife but also for being less macho and more cunning. Of course this doesn't please Malacath, which is why his tribe was attacked.
If someone - like your character - worshipped Malacath, it would be very unwise to go against his teachings. His teachings include not being sneaky. Hence my comment - it's not about other Orc's beliefs, but Malakaus' beliefs.
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Myself and my Co-GM are reviewing your CS, won't be able to give you a concise list of changes until tomorrow. However, I can tell you now that pretty much her entire backstory needs to be re-worked. Nothing about her becoming an Assassin is believable or realistic; she picks everything up by accident or by luck. That's not how the real world works, so she's going to need somebody to train her. More feedback will follow after I've slept, but that's something for you to work on while I do.
Myself and my Co-GM are reviewing your CS, won't be able to give you a concise list of changes until tomorrow. However, I can tell you now that pretty much her entire backstory needs to be re-worked. Nothing about her becoming an Assassin is believable or realistic; she picks everything up by accident or by luck. That's not how the real world works, so she's going to need somebody to train her. More feedback will follow after I've slept, but that's something for you to work on while I do.
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Alright, I could try something else. I was thinking that someone took various promising kids and forced them to become assassins, though ibkindabif feel this is too edgy. I was hoping to try to make an assassin who did it for the fun of killing rather than any angst "I do it because I was raised to be one" backstory.
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For your first scenario, it's unlikely. Too close to what the Dark Brotherhood does, and they would not appreciate competition when they already had the Morag Tong to deal with.
The whole issue with your character is that assassinating is not something you can just wing or decide to pick up for the fun of it. She needs to have been taught by someone how to fight, to kill, to protect herself. It's all circumstance and luck in her backstory - and if she just kills for fun, why not be a bandit, or highwayman, or mercenary? Her skillset needs to be explained, not her reasoning. She's clearly a psychopath, that's enough reason for killing.
For your first scenario, it's unlikely. Too close to what the Dark Brotherhood does, and they would not appreciate competition when they already had the Morag Tong to deal with.
The whole issue with your character is that assassinating is not something you can just wing or decide to pick up for the fun of it. She needs to have been taught by someone how to fight, to kill, to protect herself. It's all circumstance and luck in her backstory - and if she just kills for fun, why not be a bandit, or highwayman, or mercenary? Her skillset needs to be explained, not her reasoning. She's clearly a psychopath, that's enough reason for killing.
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Aisha doesn't like face-to-face fighting, she's very much not a fighter. She's a killer and gets her thrills from a clean, successful assassination.
I could say she was former a hunter who simply started to grow a taste for huntin people instead of animals. That would give her the sneaking, marksmen, and knife skills for an assassin. She'd still live out in the wilderness instead of the imperial city so she can hone her alchemy. Then she would chose to travel around the country as a traveling merchant as a cover for her assassination tendencies.
I could say she was former a hunter who simply started to grow a taste for huntin people instead of animals. That would give her the sneaking, marksmen, and knife skills for an assassin. She'd still live out in the wilderness instead of the imperial city so she can hone her alchemy. Then she would chose to travel around the country as a traveling merchant as a cover for her assassination tendencies.
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@NorschtalenPlease stop calling it an assassination, if that's how you plan to do it, then shes a psychopath, a murderer, that's literally the best definition for it, an assassination is a contract placed on someones head for money that involves the act of killing another typically innocent, one does not just start up a buisness on, I'll kill people for you if you pay me, it's not as simple as that, nor is it something you cared to explain as to who pays her or where she gets her contracts - as roze said, with the Darkbrotherhood and Morong tong in the business, a freelance such as yourself would get noticed, after all the act of killing an innocent in cold blood is all that is required in order for the Dark brotherhood to notice you, and we are not allowing anyone to be a member of that group as it does not fit the premise of the roleplay.
You get where we are coming from here?
You get where we are coming from here?
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I understand, and I have no intentions of having her join the Brotherhood or any actual assassins guild. I mostly just wanted to give her the skills and the disregard of people's lives. I know that might conflict against a more heroic group, but I promise that Aisha would try not to be too blatant about her sociopathic tendencies. She'll still fight the forces of evil, just her way.
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We will continue this tomorrow it's too late here for this, but just know that sneaking behind a daedroth in the planes of oblivion and burying your butter knives into its neck will only make it angry.
We are not disputing anything about your want or lack of to join the dakrbrotherhood, we are disputing the viability of an assassin who cant fight face to face with a hostile entity in the planes of Oblivion, eventually You're gunna have to, and you have no real combat skills.
Anyway, leave it for now, just think it over in the meantime.
We are not disputing anything about your want or lack of to join the dakrbrotherhood, we are disputing the viability of an assassin who cant fight face to face with a hostile entity in the planes of Oblivion, eventually You're gunna have to, and you have no real combat skills.
Anyway, leave it for now, just think it over in the meantime.
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I know I have no stock in this arguement, but surely a sneaky stealthy hero could still be played? Not everyone has to be the hero who has to take a beating or challenges every opponent in honorable combat. Sneak attacks are still good too, whether or not they're from a dagger or arrow. Unless we're going to use DnD shenanigans and proc a x3 crit from a great axe. Those were good days.
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I am finally awake, now down to business! Good start on your sheet, we don't have much in the way of stealthy characters right now. Well, we did, but the roleplayer abandoned us so I killed his character off.
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Name: "Fortunate Aisha"? Is that what people call her, or what she calls herself? If it's the former, why do they call her that? If it's the latter, it takes a special kind of big-head to give oneself a nickname like that.
Picture: There is literally nothing "Redguard" about that picture. The skin is tanned, the facial structure is clearly caucasian, and the hair and eyes are not dark enough, unless she were albino. The picture would be fine for a Nord, or Imperial at a push. If you want to keep her Redguard race, change the picture and description in her appearance section.
Appearance: I'd like to point out there is nothing practical about her outfit, not in the world she'll be living in. Feel free to keep it, by all means - but it's not practical in the least. Akaviiri is an extremely dead language, and no tattooist would know it. If they did, they would be a scholar, not a tattooist. Also, cute mention of the Face Sculptor. Please remove it; she does not exist in this game, and it seems irrelevant to mention in the appearance section unless Aisha actually had appearance-altering surgery. Which wouldn't happen. Because the Face Sculptor does not exist right now.
Personality: Those two paragraphs seem to disagree with each other. Does she have a split personality? She mindlessly murders people, but prays to the Divines. Is kind to most, but as soon as she starts working she becomes dark and ruthless? And the link with the backstory here brings us back to the crux of the problem: her being an assassin.
Backstory: The first obvious problem with this is that Aisha cannot be an assassin. If she is taking contracts (You haven't stated who from, either), she is a threat to the Dark Brotherhood. You even point out in your backstory that she starts looking for rumours of those contacting the Night Mother and performing the Black Sacrament in order to find new customers. Do you honestly think the Assassin's Guild would allow jobs to be taken from right under their noses? Aisha would be dead before she could cry "murder". On the other hand, if you decide to change this from Aisha not taking contracts, but killing of her own accord, then she would be nothing more than a murderer or serial killer, and not an assassin.
How? How on earth could that happen? This Priestess has turned from a life of crime and embraced the Divines - it would only make sense that she would act accordingly to her new role. Saying that Aisha accidentally picked up a mindset from a Priestess that would no longer have that mindset is impossible. Furthermore, the issue with being an assassin stands with Aisha's adopted mother as well as Aisha herself. How could she be such a successful assassin without incurring the wrath of the Dark Brotherhood of Morag Tong?
Oh, she managed to take down "seasoned warriors" without any training whatsoever in self defence or combat? Surely you can see how ridiculous this is - if you're going to have her do these things, she needs to be trained by someone. Fighting or hand-to-hand is a skill that one can pick up by themselves, but over years of failing. If she tried this she'd probably be dead.
Alchemy is not a skill one can be self-taught at beyond perhaps the novice stage. Sure, books would tell you recipes, but Alchemy is a precise art that you need training in. Also, she get's into the Nobleman's house how? There are a lot of things happening in her backstory that just aren't backed up with the skills required to do such tasks.
As the issues with her "job" still stand, if taking that away she would not have enough money to purchase 2 horses and a "Decorated, armoured wagon". Especially with the locks you put on them. Master-level locks that can only be opened with a Bound Dagger? And which enchanter did she pay vast amounts of money to to make something that complex? (And pointless - it's fairly easy to summon a dagger if you know your way around Conjuration.)
Skills: Myself and my Co-GM believe that she is far too young to be an expert in anything, especially without any training or help. Put up her age by a good few years and give her training in her backstory, and she can keep both of those skills. However, it's called "Marksman" and not "Archery".
It'll be "One-Handed Blade", not just "One-Handed."
Illusion, Alchemy, Conjuration - as mentioned above, she needs to have had training in these skills. A teacher or some kind.
"Translating". What exactly can she translate? And who taught her it?
Inventory: As above, the issues with her alchemy and cart need to be rectified in her backstory to allow her to have them. Also, "She also has a "Rage" poison that can cause people to go into a berserker rage even if they normally aren't violent or even strong." Will have to be removed. There is not an ingredient in Cyrodiil at this time that has a rage or frenzy effect. While they do exist in Skyrim, as with spells, we won't be using anything from the game of Skyrim.
As it stands, a lot around your character's backstory needs to be changed to make everything else work. Now, we don't have a problem with a stealthy character; but from what we see now, Aisha probably wouldn't last very long in the Planes of Oblivion. She has no armour, no protective spells, doesn't like "face-to-face-combat", and her only ranged spell is that of a thrown, conjured dagger. Her personality makes me wonder why she'd join a group of do-gooders - who would be very likely to send her to the authorities or just kill her upon finding out about her "hobby" - to try and save the world? Psychopaths don't care about stuff like that. You need to put forward a character that has a decent reason to be risking their lives to save Tamriel (The reasoning doesn't have to be that hard - for example, my character enjoys the learning experience of spelunking into the Deadlands. That's literally it.), and also one that could actually survive against the forces of Dagon.
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Name: "Fortunate Aisha"? Is that what people call her, or what she calls herself? If it's the former, why do they call her that? If it's the latter, it takes a special kind of big-head to give oneself a nickname like that.
Picture: There is literally nothing "Redguard" about that picture. The skin is tanned, the facial structure is clearly caucasian, and the hair and eyes are not dark enough, unless she were albino. The picture would be fine for a Nord, or Imperial at a push. If you want to keep her Redguard race, change the picture and description in her appearance section.
Appearance: I'd like to point out there is nothing practical about her outfit, not in the world she'll be living in. Feel free to keep it, by all means - but it's not practical in the least. Akaviiri is an extremely dead language, and no tattooist would know it. If they did, they would be a scholar, not a tattooist. Also, cute mention of the Face Sculptor. Please remove it; she does not exist in this game, and it seems irrelevant to mention in the appearance section unless Aisha actually had appearance-altering surgery. Which wouldn't happen. Because the Face Sculptor does not exist right now.
Personality: Those two paragraphs seem to disagree with each other. Does she have a split personality? She mindlessly murders people, but prays to the Divines. Is kind to most, but as soon as she starts working she becomes dark and ruthless? And the link with the backstory here brings us back to the crux of the problem: her being an assassin.
Backstory: The first obvious problem with this is that Aisha cannot be an assassin. If she is taking contracts (You haven't stated who from, either), she is a threat to the Dark Brotherhood. You even point out in your backstory that she starts looking for rumours of those contacting the Night Mother and performing the Black Sacrament in order to find new customers. Do you honestly think the Assassin's Guild would allow jobs to be taken from right under their noses? Aisha would be dead before she could cry "murder". On the other hand, if you decide to change this from Aisha not taking contracts, but killing of her own accord, then she would be nothing more than a murderer or serial killer, and not an assassin.
And while the priestess did not want her adopted daughter to go down that path, inadvertently she taught her the sort of mindset needed for that line of work.
How? How on earth could that happen? This Priestess has turned from a life of crime and embraced the Divines - it would only make sense that she would act accordingly to her new role. Saying that Aisha accidentally picked up a mindset from a Priestess that would no longer have that mindset is impossible. Furthermore, the issue with being an assassin stands with Aisha's adopted mother as well as Aisha herself. How could she be such a successful assassin without incurring the wrath of the Dark Brotherhood of Morag Tong?
SHe was scared at first, but soon she learned how to dance circles around even the most seasoned warriors and take them out with simply blows to the legs, body, or chin.
Oh, she managed to take down "seasoned warriors" without any training whatsoever in self defence or combat? Surely you can see how ridiculous this is - if you're going to have her do these things, she needs to be trained by someone. Fighting or hand-to-hand is a skill that one can pick up by themselves, but over years of failing. If she tried this she'd probably be dead.
Instead Aisha did some research and learned how to make poisons. Simple things with what she could find around the city, and occasionally the countryside. She practiced her "Cooking" at the tavern she still worked out, and occasionally went out "Hunting" for materials. It wasn't long before she simply managed to lace one of the apples being served to the man with poison, killing him two hours later as he convulsed to death in his bathroom.
Alchemy is not a skill one can be self-taught at beyond perhaps the novice stage. Sure, books would tell you recipes, but Alchemy is a precise art that you need training in. Also, she get's into the Nobleman's house how? There are a lot of things happening in her backstory that just aren't backed up with the skills required to do such tasks.
As the issues with her "job" still stand, if taking that away she would not have enough money to purchase 2 horses and a "Decorated, armoured wagon". Especially with the locks you put on them. Master-level locks that can only be opened with a Bound Dagger? And which enchanter did she pay vast amounts of money to to make something that complex? (And pointless - it's fairly easy to summon a dagger if you know your way around Conjuration.)
Skills: Myself and my Co-GM believe that she is far too young to be an expert in anything, especially without any training or help. Put up her age by a good few years and give her training in her backstory, and she can keep both of those skills. However, it's called "Marksman" and not "Archery".
It'll be "One-Handed Blade", not just "One-Handed."
Illusion, Alchemy, Conjuration - as mentioned above, she needs to have had training in these skills. A teacher or some kind.
"Translating". What exactly can she translate? And who taught her it?
Inventory: As above, the issues with her alchemy and cart need to be rectified in her backstory to allow her to have them. Also, "She also has a "Rage" poison that can cause people to go into a berserker rage even if they normally aren't violent or even strong." Will have to be removed. There is not an ingredient in Cyrodiil at this time that has a rage or frenzy effect. While they do exist in Skyrim, as with spells, we won't be using anything from the game of Skyrim.
As it stands, a lot around your character's backstory needs to be changed to make everything else work. Now, we don't have a problem with a stealthy character; but from what we see now, Aisha probably wouldn't last very long in the Planes of Oblivion. She has no armour, no protective spells, doesn't like "face-to-face-combat", and her only ranged spell is that of a thrown, conjured dagger. Her personality makes me wonder why she'd join a group of do-gooders - who would be very likely to send her to the authorities or just kill her upon finding out about her "hobby" - to try and save the world? Psychopaths don't care about stuff like that. You need to put forward a character that has a decent reason to be risking their lives to save Tamriel (The reasoning doesn't have to be that hard - for example, my character enjoys the learning experience of spelunking into the Deadlands. That's literally it.), and also one that could actually survive against the forces of Dagon.
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Hmm. Maybe it'd be easier if I just make her into a hunter. It'd give her the right skills I want with a more reasonable backstory.
I would like to ask though, how "realistic" will this to be? Because when I played Oblivion I did just fine sneak attacking everything with my dagger. I understand that this isn't a game but at the same time I don't want to end up having to carry a long sword and decked out in glass armor just to keep up at later in the story. I'd hate to have to be shoehorned into a frontline fighter, never being able to utilize stealth, or for everything to be immune to poison.
I would like to ask though, how "realistic" will this to be? Because when I played Oblivion I did just fine sneak attacking everything with my dagger. I understand that this isn't a game but at the same time I don't want to end up having to carry a long sword and decked out in glass armor just to keep up at later in the story. I'd hate to have to be shoehorned into a frontline fighter, never being able to utilize stealth, or for everything to be immune to poison.
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@Norschtalen I was able to neutralize a churl by hurtling a stone at its skull. I think things here really come down to being both creative and sensible. There's a dice rolling system, so before a combat encounter your character gets a number that dictates how successful they'll be at anything they attempt for that round.
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Oblivion wasn't realistic in the slightest. Excellent game, but not realistic. You could peg someone with an arrow and as long as you hid, they'd forget all about it.
You can play a realistic stealthy character, but as stated above you don't have the skills. Light armour, marksman (with a bow, not throwing knives - more power), offensive and defensive spells are all nearly necessary things that will make a rogue character more believable. This is what your character is lacking. For a political intrigue or something taking place in a city, she would be awesome. For what our group do, not so much. A hunter would work nicely as long as the mentioned things are put in. Hell, she can still kill people! It was an interesting and different thing for her to have, especially when compared to the rest of the group. You'd just have to anticipate negativity from the group if it got out.
Oblivion wasn't realistic in the slightest. Excellent game, but not realistic. You could peg someone with an arrow and as long as you hid, they'd forget all about it.
You can play a realistic stealthy character, but as stated above you don't have the skills. Light armour, marksman (with a bow, not throwing knives - more power), offensive and defensive spells are all nearly necessary things that will make a rogue character more believable. This is what your character is lacking. For a political intrigue or something taking place in a city, she would be awesome. For what our group do, not so much. A hunter would work nicely as long as the mentioned things are put in. Hell, she can still kill people! It was an interesting and different thing for her to have, especially when compared to the rest of the group. You'd just have to anticipate negativity from the group if it got out.
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When most think of orcs, one would think burly, green-skinned men or even women with predominant tusked teeth, animistic eyes, and many scars adorning their bodies. Well, Malakaus has some of those things. Malakaus had the great misfortune of being born smaller than most orcs; some say it’s because his father was a human, others think that Malacath had cursed him. Whatever the case may be, Malakaus is still only a 5’6” with a brownish green skin tone and no tusks at all. Cruel children called him a goblin instead of an orc. He tries to look intimidating as much as he can, such as growing his hair out in barbaric braids, showing off his scars, and wearing frightening clothing. Sometimes it works. The only thing about him that he believes is appropriately orcish is his piercing red eyes. His mother says he has the eyes of Malacath, burning bright red with the fire of passion and hate.
And try as he might, while Malakaus can certainly build muscles he will always be scrawny compared to other orcs. He could train just as hard, eat just as much, and fight just as often, yet he will never grow the muscle mass and height to compare to them, and even some humans (Typically nords) can out do him in size. He has the scars and wounds to prove just how often he tries to grow stronger in body, but all they really serve is as a reminder of his shortcomings. Aside from his wounds, Malakaus is oddly hygienic. He tends to wash whenever possible and even brushes his teeth, figuring that while he may not have tusks like other orcs, he could at least try to keep his teeth clean. Even his hair is notable soft and often fragrant. His mother insist that he keeps himself clean due to his activities, and Malakaus himself doesn't mind the jeers. It just gives Malakaus a reason to get into fights with people.
Malakaus generally prefers to go shirtless whenever possible, mostly just to show off his chest and scars. Thus his casual attire tends to just be a pair of comfortable trousers and boots. That being said, he does wear proper attire for the weather or situation: he has proper clothing for smithing work and cold weather. And more often than not, he is wearing his armor and other equipment anyways, which is not only made to be comfortable, but also protective. He accessorizes a bit with golden earrings he made himself, as well as an amulet that belonged to his father. He often wears a mask to cover his mouth, mostly to hide his non-orcish teeth, and has a ragged mantle that was once his baby-blanket.
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- Expert - Heavy Armor
- Journeyman - Smithing (Craft), Blocking, Enchanting (Craft)
- Apprentice - Hand-to-Hand, Marksmen, Alteration
- Novice - One-Handed Blunt, One-Handed Blades, Foraging, Athletics
Appearance:
When most think of orcs, one would think burly, green-skinned men or even women with predominant tusked teeth, animistic eyes, and many scars adorning their bodies. Well, Malakaus has some of those things. Malakaus had the great misfortune of being born smaller than most orcs; some say it’s because his father was a human, others think that Malacath had cursed him. Whatever the case may be, Malakaus is still only a 5’6” with a brownish green skin tone and no tusks at all. Cruel children called him a goblin instead of an orc. He tries to look intimidating as much as he can, such as growing his hair out in barbaric braids, showing off his scars, and wearing frightening clothing. Sometimes it works. The only thing about him that he believes is appropriately orcish is his piercing red eyes. His mother says he has the eyes of Malacath, burning bright red with the fire of passion and hate.
And try as he might, while Malakaus can certainly build muscles he will always be scrawny compared to other orcs. He could train just as hard, eat just as much, and fight just as often, yet he will never grow the muscle mass and height to compare to them, and even some humans (Typically nords) can out do him in size. He has the scars and wounds to prove just how often he tries to grow stronger in body, but all they really serve is as a reminder of his shortcomings. Aside from his wounds, Malakaus is oddly hygienic. He tends to wash whenever possible and even brushes his teeth, figuring that while he may not have tusks like other orcs, he could at least try to keep his teeth clean. Even his hair is notable soft and often fragrant. His mother insist that he keeps himself clean due to his activities, and Malakaus himself doesn't mind the jeers. It just gives Malakaus a reason to get into fights with people.
Malakaus generally prefers to go shirtless whenever possible, mostly just to show off his chest and scars. Thus his casual attire tends to just be a pair of comfortable trousers and boots. That being said, he does wear proper attire for the weather or situation: he has proper clothing for smithing work and cold weather. And more often than not, he is wearing his armor and other equipment anyways, which is not only made to be comfortable, but also protective. He accessorizes a bit with golden earrings he made himself, as well as an amulet that belonged to his father. He often wears a mask to cover his mouth, mostly to hide his non-orcish teeth, and has a ragged mantle that was once his baby-blanket.
Personality:
Some would call Malakaus boisterous. Others human. Most say he's angry. Honestly, the best way to describe Malakaus is not a word, but a phrase: His personality is who he is. His attitude depends on who you are. It is for this reason that if you get different people talking about him, they each could give a different version of him. One moment he could be heroic, and another he could have gotten into a fight with you for a perceived insult. There is a method to his madness, but very rarely would people get his true personality. They'd most just get whatever attitude he adopts to deal with whatever people is around him.
Generally speaking Malakaus prefers to do good when he can. The only issue is that what good he can do tends to be of the violent sorts. He certainly has skills to live a normal, peaceful life of a common smith or even an enchanter, but Malakaus always felt like he needs to "Prove" himself due to his insecurities, feeling as though he isn't orcish enough to settle down peacefully. A lot of Malakaus's actions could be reasoned out as "He's trying to show off" or "He's compensating for something". Whether it's helping a village against a gang of bandits or picking a fight with a demon who's minding his own business, anything to prove that he is a true orcish warrior, even if the only one he's proving himself to is himself.
So while Malakaus can be selfish, he does get pleasure from doing good things just as he does bad things. He feels good giving a beggar a septim, thinking that he's helped. He also has no problem shooting down a pickpocket who was begging and had the misfortune of being caught. To him they're just the different side of the same coin. He does have something of a meek streak when dealing with particularly attractive girls as well as those of actual authority. Growing up as "The Goblin" has made Malakaus uneasy around girls, believing that any attempts to get close to him is just a ploy to steal his money, heart, or dignity. And thanks to his time in the Imperial Legion, he can be oddly obedient at times, but it also makes him weak-willed too. Quick to anger yet at the same time easily cowed, it all simply builds up into a frustration Malakaus often fails to contain and deal with in a safe and proper manner, thus creating his nearly suicidal desire to do extreme acts.
Malakaus doesn't particularly care for the Divines. He feels that they're too disconnected to the world and that "coincidences" aren't things he's going to put faith in. Thus he has more stock in the Daedra Lords, despite knowing fully well that while the Divines may not be able to act directly in his interest, more often then not the Daedra Lords are working in ways that will result in his death. But at least they're active. As an orc he of course gives proper respect due to Malacath for whom Malakaus was blessed with his name. He's also courted Hircine from time-to-time, hoping to be blessed with lycanthropy. So far none of Malakaus's prayers have been answered. And while most of the other gods get their due respect/fear, Malakaus is violently against Boethiah. Not because of his potential hand in the creation of Malacath (And the disgusting implications behind it), but mostly due to the Dark Elves whom often call Boethiah their patron god. Malakaus does not like Dark Elves. At all.
Generally speaking Malakaus prefers to do good when he can. The only issue is that what good he can do tends to be of the violent sorts. He certainly has skills to live a normal, peaceful life of a common smith or even an enchanter, but Malakaus always felt like he needs to "Prove" himself due to his insecurities, feeling as though he isn't orcish enough to settle down peacefully. A lot of Malakaus's actions could be reasoned out as "He's trying to show off" or "He's compensating for something". Whether it's helping a village against a gang of bandits or picking a fight with a demon who's minding his own business, anything to prove that he is a true orcish warrior, even if the only one he's proving himself to is himself.
So while Malakaus can be selfish, he does get pleasure from doing good things just as he does bad things. He feels good giving a beggar a septim, thinking that he's helped. He also has no problem shooting down a pickpocket who was begging and had the misfortune of being caught. To him they're just the different side of the same coin. He does have something of a meek streak when dealing with particularly attractive girls as well as those of actual authority. Growing up as "The Goblin" has made Malakaus uneasy around girls, believing that any attempts to get close to him is just a ploy to steal his money, heart, or dignity. And thanks to his time in the Imperial Legion, he can be oddly obedient at times, but it also makes him weak-willed too. Quick to anger yet at the same time easily cowed, it all simply builds up into a frustration Malakaus often fails to contain and deal with in a safe and proper manner, thus creating his nearly suicidal desire to do extreme acts.
Malakaus doesn't particularly care for the Divines. He feels that they're too disconnected to the world and that "coincidences" aren't things he's going to put faith in. Thus he has more stock in the Daedra Lords, despite knowing fully well that while the Divines may not be able to act directly in his interest, more often then not the Daedra Lords are working in ways that will result in his death. But at least they're active. As an orc he of course gives proper respect due to Malacath for whom Malakaus was blessed with his name. He's also courted Hircine from time-to-time, hoping to be blessed with lycanthropy. So far none of Malakaus's prayers have been answered. And while most of the other gods get their due respect/fear, Malakaus is violently against Boethiah. Not because of his potential hand in the creation of Malacath (And the disgusting implications behind it), but mostly due to the Dark Elves whom often call Boethiah their patron god. Malakaus does not like Dark Elves. At all.
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Malakaus's story begins with the death of his father. His father, unlike some orcs, was an Imperial Soldier who had been stationed in Bruma. He was out on patrol one day when he found a wounded orcish huntress. She was laying on the ground bleeding to death alongside two bears she had just killed. His father took the huntress back to the city and nursed her back to health, and it was there that the two began their romance. Over the course of a few years the two would meet one another out in the cold fields of Burma, sharing stories with one another and keeping each other company. Eventually after a few years of companionship, they eloped.
However not long after the chief of the stronghold learned of the huntress’s interaction with the Imperial Soldier, and knowing that one of his daughters dare had the gall to give herself away to a human of all things angered him greatly. So one day he and his warriors went to find his daughter when she was out hunting, and when they found her with the Imperial Soldier they attacked him. Malakaus’s father stayed back to defend himself and his lover from the orcs, telling her to run back to the city. He gave her his amulet, which many of his fellow soldiers would recognize as his. It would be what she needed in order for them to safeguard her. So Malakaus’s mother ran to the city and sought help with the Imperial Soldiers there, showing them the amulet and telling them what happened. But it would be too late, and by the time the guards went to investigate Malakaus’s father had already been slain. He took out four warriors on his own, including the chief himself. But in the end he had died before anyone could have saved him.
The others knew about Malakaus’s father and his meetings with the huntress. Not everyone approved, some even threaten to report him for it, but their commanding officer was sympathetic. Having served alongside many fine orcish soldiers in his long career with the Legion, the officer chose to help Malakaus and his mother, by allowing her to enlist with the Imperial Legion. She signed on as a smith, working the forge to create and repair equipment for Imperial Soldiers. It wasn’t long before Malakaus himself was born, and shortly after his mother had saved up enough money to buy supplies and travel to the Imperial City, where the two would live in a home that belonged to Malakaus’s Imperial Father.
Raising a young boy alone while working for the Imperial Army wasn’t easy for a single orcish mother, but she was more than willing to rise to the challenge. She was strict with Malakaus, but at the same time made sure that he could quickly take care of himself. By the time he could walk on his own two feet she made him learn how to use a bow and hunt for his own meals. He wasn’t very good at first, but by the time he was ten years old he could at least kill a rats with his bow and arrows.
However Malakaus found living in the Imperial City to be an absolute nightmare as a child. At first he was excited at seeing other children, and they excited to see him. They were too innocent to realize the implication of his birth, and most didn't care that he was an orc. But it wasn't long before they grew smarter and crueler. Other orcs looked down on him when he didn't grow to their size. Other mer and men considered him ugly and barbaric. Even the beast races thought that he was too bizarre, even for them. All just because he didn't quite fit in with his own kind. They threw racists names at him, degraded him in public, and at times even attacked him. He was known throughout the city as "The Goblin" for his off-green skin tone and scrawny appearance. He's even had mercenaries attack him, believing he truly was a goblin who had managed to get inside the city. The worse were the dunmer; they combined all these hateful things and multiplied it by their numbers. The gang of bullies who picked on him the most were proud dunmer sons of noblemen, whose idea of “training” was ganging up on Malakaus.
But like a true orc he these insults not with stoic silence, but burning fury. When those mercenaries attacked him he fought back. He didn't win, and he got stabbed for his troubles, but he fought and he didn't die. When those bullies made fun of him for being small, he attacked them until they were looking up at him, on the ground. It didn't happen the first time, but after the seventh brawl or so he had gotten so used to taking the hits that he was the last one standing. Even the gossip spread about him came to a quick end when he assaulted a couple of dunmer girls by throwing a giant rat corpse at them, which actually got Malakaus arrested. He was only fourteen years old.
All of this of course came right back to his mother, who was both sad and disappointment. She understood why he acted like this, but did not approve of it at all. Malakaus was going to get at least a year in prison due to assaulting the daughters of some rich family, but his mother had one get-out-of-jail card for him: the commanding officer of Malakaus’s father. When he heard that Malakaus had gotten into trouble, he was willing to do a favor for him. But there was a catch: If Malakaus was going to be pardoned, he would join the Imperial Legion. It wasn't exactly an easy choice for Malakaus to make, but he figured if he was going to be fighting people, he may as well make a career of it. So he joined the Legion.
His first two years consisted of basic training. He was given a set of heavy iron armor that he was to wear nearly all the time, even while resting, bathing, and sleeping. By the end of the week he had to be taken to a healer due to the exhaustion he was feeling. However seeing the jeering faces of his fellow soldiers, who seemed to take to the armor so easily, enraged Malakaus to continue onward. To survive just to spite them. Of course he didn't wear the iron armor just to loose weight: he was also given plenty of combat drills. From individual combat to mass combat, he was expected to perform well in all categories. Once he became used to the weight of the armor, Malakaus did fairly well for himself. The military also was an oddly nice change of scenery compared to his life on the streets. Those who jeered and insulted him were quickly weeded or straighten out: In the Legion there was no Mer, Men, or Beasts. Only soldiers. Malakaus's commanding officer was harsh but fair. He never spoke badly of Malakaus unless he screwed up during a drill or was lagging behind during practice. His commanding officer never made Malakaus do anything he couldn't himself, and did plenty of things Malakaus simply couldn't. He could swim in full imperial regalia, create a localized blizzard, and create enough swords to arm the entire unit in a week. Sufficient to say, there was a high bar. Malakaus was determined to meet it.
After two years of basic training, Malakaus was considered an Auxiliary. Despite his training, he wasn't necessarily going to have to see battle. During his time in basic, Malakaus showed extreme promise in smithing, making quick and decent repairs and even manufacturing his own equipment. Mostly basic but useful things, such as shovels, axe heads, silverware, and even jewelry. Thus he was given an opportunity to train with Imperial Smiths. Much to his surprise and pleasure, most of them were orcs. And unlike the orcs he grew up with, these orcs were disciplined and mature. While they certainly piled on most of the menial tasks to "the fresh meat", they never degraded him for his size or stature. He was often challenged in smithing to see if he could keep up in their level of craft, and it was certainly difficult for him at first. But it wasn't long before he was keeping up with the others, and practically a veteran in the forge by the time he served the Imperial Legion for another three years.
After five years, Malakaus was already an adult. He had served loyally in the Legion and grown into a respectable man. Yet at the same time, he felt that he wasn't complete. He was still young, yet he has never left the city. Many others his age had gone to war, or at least left the city for adventure. He too wanted to see the world outside these walls, but didn't know where to start. But thankfully his mother came to his aid once more. During her time in the Imperial City she had made a few friends, and one friend was a member of the Mage’s Guild. This man was a breton who traveled the world to discover and study ancient dwemer ruins, and had recently returned from Morrowind after an extensive archaeological survey, was currently doing research in the city. He and Malakaus’s mother bonded over dwarven metallurgy and when she heard that Malakaus was seeking more to his life, she offered him as an apprentice to the mage. The breton was hesitant at first, but figured that he could use someone like Malakaus at his side. He would teach the young orc what he knew, while at the same time Malakaus would help the man in his endeavours.
Of course Malakaus jumped onto this opportunity, but unfortunately he didn’t leave on a life of adventure immediately. As was mentioned, he was doing research in the city, and Malakaus was mostly used as muscles to move heavy objects or bring things to the breton. True he also tried to teach Malakaus magic, but either Malakaus had no talent for it or the teacher was horrible, as the orc failed to really grasp most magic. When he tried destruction magic he'd be lucky if he sets himself on fire. Restoration often caused sores and even blisters to appear instead of healing wounds, and nothing came from his conjuration. His illusions were so poor and shoddy a rock could see through them, and he had absolutely no talent in Mysticism. Only two forms of magic did he do well in: Alteration and Enchanting.
The latter was because it felt so similar to Smithing, it was simply using magic instead of metal. The former mostly because Malakaus was being mischievous. One day while Malakaus was fetching books for the mage, he stumbled upon a tome from Morrowwind. Inside contained various information about spells and incantations, one in particular which was information about the Levitation spells. An alteration spell that essentially allowed one to fly through the air using magic. Malakaus he felt that this spell would be exactly what he needs to make a name for himself as a mage. There was, of course, some issues such as the fact that even the mage had no further information about levitation magic, or the fact that levitation itself was banned by the Empire. But Malakaus was determined to look nonetheless, and thus set out on an adventure to learn more.
So packing up his things and informing the mage the general intent of his journey (To journey to the mage guilds to further his career in magic, but not anything about Levitation), Malakaus set out to the Mage Guild in Leyawiin. He wasn’t sure if Leyawiin had the answers she sought and they could very well lead to a dead end, but he was determined to look anyways. He’d take any lead he could find, even some that would seem unrelated to what he was looking for. Anything could be the key to discovering the secrets of Levitation. But as he traveled along the road he reached the crossroads, one heading south and another west. And from the west, many travelers told him of some sort of strange disaster occurring in the city of Kvatch. What strange phenomenon could be happening that so many spoke about it? Malakaus didn’t know. But he was about to find out.
However not long after the chief of the stronghold learned of the huntress’s interaction with the Imperial Soldier, and knowing that one of his daughters dare had the gall to give herself away to a human of all things angered him greatly. So one day he and his warriors went to find his daughter when she was out hunting, and when they found her with the Imperial Soldier they attacked him. Malakaus’s father stayed back to defend himself and his lover from the orcs, telling her to run back to the city. He gave her his amulet, which many of his fellow soldiers would recognize as his. It would be what she needed in order for them to safeguard her. So Malakaus’s mother ran to the city and sought help with the Imperial Soldiers there, showing them the amulet and telling them what happened. But it would be too late, and by the time the guards went to investigate Malakaus’s father had already been slain. He took out four warriors on his own, including the chief himself. But in the end he had died before anyone could have saved him.
The others knew about Malakaus’s father and his meetings with the huntress. Not everyone approved, some even threaten to report him for it, but their commanding officer was sympathetic. Having served alongside many fine orcish soldiers in his long career with the Legion, the officer chose to help Malakaus and his mother, by allowing her to enlist with the Imperial Legion. She signed on as a smith, working the forge to create and repair equipment for Imperial Soldiers. It wasn’t long before Malakaus himself was born, and shortly after his mother had saved up enough money to buy supplies and travel to the Imperial City, where the two would live in a home that belonged to Malakaus’s Imperial Father.
Raising a young boy alone while working for the Imperial Army wasn’t easy for a single orcish mother, but she was more than willing to rise to the challenge. She was strict with Malakaus, but at the same time made sure that he could quickly take care of himself. By the time he could walk on his own two feet she made him learn how to use a bow and hunt for his own meals. He wasn’t very good at first, but by the time he was ten years old he could at least kill a rats with his bow and arrows.
However Malakaus found living in the Imperial City to be an absolute nightmare as a child. At first he was excited at seeing other children, and they excited to see him. They were too innocent to realize the implication of his birth, and most didn't care that he was an orc. But it wasn't long before they grew smarter and crueler. Other orcs looked down on him when he didn't grow to their size. Other mer and men considered him ugly and barbaric. Even the beast races thought that he was too bizarre, even for them. All just because he didn't quite fit in with his own kind. They threw racists names at him, degraded him in public, and at times even attacked him. He was known throughout the city as "The Goblin" for his off-green skin tone and scrawny appearance. He's even had mercenaries attack him, believing he truly was a goblin who had managed to get inside the city. The worse were the dunmer; they combined all these hateful things and multiplied it by their numbers. The gang of bullies who picked on him the most were proud dunmer sons of noblemen, whose idea of “training” was ganging up on Malakaus.
But like a true orc he these insults not with stoic silence, but burning fury. When those mercenaries attacked him he fought back. He didn't win, and he got stabbed for his troubles, but he fought and he didn't die. When those bullies made fun of him for being small, he attacked them until they were looking up at him, on the ground. It didn't happen the first time, but after the seventh brawl or so he had gotten so used to taking the hits that he was the last one standing. Even the gossip spread about him came to a quick end when he assaulted a couple of dunmer girls by throwing a giant rat corpse at them, which actually got Malakaus arrested. He was only fourteen years old.
All of this of course came right back to his mother, who was both sad and disappointment. She understood why he acted like this, but did not approve of it at all. Malakaus was going to get at least a year in prison due to assaulting the daughters of some rich family, but his mother had one get-out-of-jail card for him: the commanding officer of Malakaus’s father. When he heard that Malakaus had gotten into trouble, he was willing to do a favor for him. But there was a catch: If Malakaus was going to be pardoned, he would join the Imperial Legion. It wasn't exactly an easy choice for Malakaus to make, but he figured if he was going to be fighting people, he may as well make a career of it. So he joined the Legion.
His first two years consisted of basic training. He was given a set of heavy iron armor that he was to wear nearly all the time, even while resting, bathing, and sleeping. By the end of the week he had to be taken to a healer due to the exhaustion he was feeling. However seeing the jeering faces of his fellow soldiers, who seemed to take to the armor so easily, enraged Malakaus to continue onward. To survive just to spite them. Of course he didn't wear the iron armor just to loose weight: he was also given plenty of combat drills. From individual combat to mass combat, he was expected to perform well in all categories. Once he became used to the weight of the armor, Malakaus did fairly well for himself. The military also was an oddly nice change of scenery compared to his life on the streets. Those who jeered and insulted him were quickly weeded or straighten out: In the Legion there was no Mer, Men, or Beasts. Only soldiers. Malakaus's commanding officer was harsh but fair. He never spoke badly of Malakaus unless he screwed up during a drill or was lagging behind during practice. His commanding officer never made Malakaus do anything he couldn't himself, and did plenty of things Malakaus simply couldn't. He could swim in full imperial regalia, create a localized blizzard, and create enough swords to arm the entire unit in a week. Sufficient to say, there was a high bar. Malakaus was determined to meet it.
After two years of basic training, Malakaus was considered an Auxiliary. Despite his training, he wasn't necessarily going to have to see battle. During his time in basic, Malakaus showed extreme promise in smithing, making quick and decent repairs and even manufacturing his own equipment. Mostly basic but useful things, such as shovels, axe heads, silverware, and even jewelry. Thus he was given an opportunity to train with Imperial Smiths. Much to his surprise and pleasure, most of them were orcs. And unlike the orcs he grew up with, these orcs were disciplined and mature. While they certainly piled on most of the menial tasks to "the fresh meat", they never degraded him for his size or stature. He was often challenged in smithing to see if he could keep up in their level of craft, and it was certainly difficult for him at first. But it wasn't long before he was keeping up with the others, and practically a veteran in the forge by the time he served the Imperial Legion for another three years.
After five years, Malakaus was already an adult. He had served loyally in the Legion and grown into a respectable man. Yet at the same time, he felt that he wasn't complete. He was still young, yet he has never left the city. Many others his age had gone to war, or at least left the city for adventure. He too wanted to see the world outside these walls, but didn't know where to start. But thankfully his mother came to his aid once more. During her time in the Imperial City she had made a few friends, and one friend was a member of the Mage’s Guild. This man was a breton who traveled the world to discover and study ancient dwemer ruins, and had recently returned from Morrowind after an extensive archaeological survey, was currently doing research in the city. He and Malakaus’s mother bonded over dwarven metallurgy and when she heard that Malakaus was seeking more to his life, she offered him as an apprentice to the mage. The breton was hesitant at first, but figured that he could use someone like Malakaus at his side. He would teach the young orc what he knew, while at the same time Malakaus would help the man in his endeavours.
Of course Malakaus jumped onto this opportunity, but unfortunately he didn’t leave on a life of adventure immediately. As was mentioned, he was doing research in the city, and Malakaus was mostly used as muscles to move heavy objects or bring things to the breton. True he also tried to teach Malakaus magic, but either Malakaus had no talent for it or the teacher was horrible, as the orc failed to really grasp most magic. When he tried destruction magic he'd be lucky if he sets himself on fire. Restoration often caused sores and even blisters to appear instead of healing wounds, and nothing came from his conjuration. His illusions were so poor and shoddy a rock could see through them, and he had absolutely no talent in Mysticism. Only two forms of magic did he do well in: Alteration and Enchanting.
The latter was because it felt so similar to Smithing, it was simply using magic instead of metal. The former mostly because Malakaus was being mischievous. One day while Malakaus was fetching books for the mage, he stumbled upon a tome from Morrowwind. Inside contained various information about spells and incantations, one in particular which was information about the Levitation spells. An alteration spell that essentially allowed one to fly through the air using magic. Malakaus he felt that this spell would be exactly what he needs to make a name for himself as a mage. There was, of course, some issues such as the fact that even the mage had no further information about levitation magic, or the fact that levitation itself was banned by the Empire. But Malakaus was determined to look nonetheless, and thus set out on an adventure to learn more.
So packing up his things and informing the mage the general intent of his journey (To journey to the mage guilds to further his career in magic, but not anything about Levitation), Malakaus set out to the Mage Guild in Leyawiin. He wasn’t sure if Leyawiin had the answers she sought and they could very well lead to a dead end, but he was determined to look anyways. He’d take any lead he could find, even some that would seem unrelated to what he was looking for. Anything could be the key to discovering the secrets of Levitation. But as he traveled along the road he reached the crossroads, one heading south and another west. And from the west, many travelers told him of some sort of strange disaster occurring in the city of Kvatch. What strange phenomenon could be happening that so many spoke about it? Malakaus didn’t know. But he was about to find out.
Spells:
Alteration - Sea Stride, Buoyancy, Minor Latch Crack, Ease Burden, Defend
Inventory:
Imperial Heavy Duty Backpack
Iron Armor Set (Helmet, Iron Armor, Gauntlets, Boots)
Blacksmith's Outfit (Thick Cotton Shirt, Apron, Pants)
Bandoliers (Two bandoliers with straps and pouches, each can hold up to 4 small things like potions, daggers, scrolls, etc)
Gold Earrings (Four total, two for each ear)
Amulet (Belonged to his father, enchanted with Minor Stamina Regeneration)
Ragged red Mantle (Former baby blanket)
Comfortable Underwear
Tough Leather Boots
Thick Leather Gloves
Furred Traveling Cloak
Bedroll
5x5 Leather Canopy
Wineskin (Currently full of water)
Sealed Iron Flagon (Currently full of tomato soup)
Wolf Jerky (x2 1/2)
Potato Bread (Not eaten yet)
Chewsticks (Eight of them in a bag, used to brush teeth)
Soap on a rope
Fairly Clean Towel/Blanket
Potion of Moderate Healing x2
Potion of Cure Disease
Steel Waraxe (Gift from his mother)
Steel Shortsword of Soul Trapping (His first weapon and enchantment he’s ever made)
Iron Dagger
Iron Bow
Iron Arrows x50
Spiked Targe (Iron shield with a spike at the center, can be strapped to the arm instead of held in hand)
Petty Soul Gems x3 (Empty)
Coin Purse (Has 300 Gold)
Magic Journal (Contains magical notes, theorems, incomplete scrolls, flowers, Enchantments, and formulas. Written in Orcish.)
Charcoal
Smithing Hammer (Also doubles as a repair hammer)
Tongs
Twelve-Inch Iron Bar with runes carved into it (Experimental magic device Malakaus is trying to make)
Iron Armor Set (Helmet, Iron Armor, Gauntlets, Boots)
Blacksmith's Outfit (Thick Cotton Shirt, Apron, Pants)
Bandoliers (Two bandoliers with straps and pouches, each can hold up to 4 small things like potions, daggers, scrolls, etc)
Gold Earrings (Four total, two for each ear)
Amulet (Belonged to his father, enchanted with Minor Stamina Regeneration)
Ragged red Mantle (Former baby blanket)
Comfortable Underwear
Tough Leather Boots
Thick Leather Gloves
Furred Traveling Cloak
Bedroll
5x5 Leather Canopy
Wineskin (Currently full of water)
Sealed Iron Flagon (Currently full of tomato soup)
Wolf Jerky (x2 1/2)
Potato Bread (Not eaten yet)
Chewsticks (Eight of them in a bag, used to brush teeth)
Soap on a rope
Fairly Clean Towel/Blanket
Potion of Moderate Healing x2
Potion of Cure Disease
Steel Waraxe (Gift from his mother)
Steel Shortsword of Soul Trapping (His first weapon and enchantment he’s ever made)
Iron Dagger
Iron Bow
Iron Arrows x50
Spiked Targe (Iron shield with a spike at the center, can be strapped to the arm instead of held in hand)
Petty Soul Gems x3 (Empty)
Coin Purse (Has 300 Gold)
Magic Journal (Contains magical notes, theorems, incomplete scrolls, flowers, Enchantments, and formulas. Written in Orcish.)
Charcoal
Smithing Hammer (Also doubles as a repair hammer)
Tongs
Twelve-Inch Iron Bar with runes carved into it (Experimental magic device Malakaus is trying to make)
New and hopefully improved cs. Made the changes as you suggested.
Norschtalen
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I changed many things so this is practically a new character.
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Age:
Race:
Sex:
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Specialisation:
Class:
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Appearance:
Rinori is a tall, proud dunmer. Even when she isn't paying attention to you she carries a casual arrogant look, with an air of aloofness that makes it seems like she is above the common rabble. Otherwise known as a resting bitch-face. While some might call her pretty, Rinori cares very little about appearances. She keeps her hair short but well kept. Like many Dunmer she has deep red eyes that unnervingly look almost completely black in the absence of light. Her skin is a a pale purplish like many ashfolk, though underneath her clothing she's notably even paler.
As a hunter she prefers to dress practically, which usually means she's nearly always wearing her hunting armor. It's light, comfortable, and protective against light blades, bramble, and most types of weather. She does have a casual dress if she needs to be out of her armor, but dislikes wearing fancier clothing. Too much trouble to take care of and less useful than a simple woolen dress. She does wear a few accessory, mostly out of memory of her parents. She often wears her mother's earrings and her father's scarf.
Personality:
Backstory:
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Inventory:
Rinori Imaryn
Age:
32
Race:
Dunmer
Sex:
Female
Birthsign:
The Serpent
Specialisation:
Stealth
Class:
Hunter
Skills:
- Expert: Sneak, Archery
- Apprentice: One-Handed Blade, Atheltics, Acrobatics, Trap Setting (Craft), Foraging (Craft)
- Novice: Alchemy, Illusions, Light Armor, Restoration
Appearance:
Rinori is a tall, proud dunmer. Even when she isn't paying attention to you she carries a casual arrogant look, with an air of aloofness that makes it seems like she is above the common rabble. Otherwise known as a resting bitch-face. While some might call her pretty, Rinori cares very little about appearances. She keeps her hair short but well kept. Like many Dunmer she has deep red eyes that unnervingly look almost completely black in the absence of light. Her skin is a a pale purplish like many ashfolk, though underneath her clothing she's notably even paler.
As a hunter she prefers to dress practically, which usually means she's nearly always wearing her hunting armor. It's light, comfortable, and protective against light blades, bramble, and most types of weather. She does have a casual dress if she needs to be out of her armor, but dislikes wearing fancier clothing. Too much trouble to take care of and less useful than a simple woolen dress. She does wear a few accessory, mostly out of memory of her parents. She often wears her mother's earrings and her father's scarf.
Personality:
At first Rinori seems haughty and bashful, rarely interacting with others and she seems quite easy to offend. But she's actually just shy and sensitive, as she isn't used to interacting with others on her own. She doesn't feel comfortable in normal, social situations as she doesn't really know what to say or how to interact with people. She's far more personal when she's outside during a hunt however; once she has a bow in her hand she's much more confident and even pleasant. Rinori is careful and cautious, never wanting to get into more trouble than she has too. But that doesn't mean she's a coward, as she'll hunt down anyone who poses a threat to her or others. Whether it's a lone bear or a bandit gang, she'll stalk her prey for as long as she needs too until they're no longer a threat.
Generally speaking Rinori is a nice person. She doesn't go out of her way to cause trouble and if people have problems with her she usually just leaves instead of letting it escalate. However this also means that if someone else is in trouble, she might not always come to their aid. If she sees a hungry child on the street she would be willing to give some money or food, but if she sees two people fighting she might just ignore it. If she sees someone like a bandit preying on travelers of course she'd help the travelers too, but again when it's two people who seem evenly matched she prefers not to get involved.
When it comes to killing, Rinori has a complicated feeling about it. She is both detached yet proud of hunting, whether she's killing wild animals, dangerous monsters, or other people. Like an artist she has no feeling about what she does until it's done, and depending on what sort of effort it took she may be proud or disgusted. Rinori prefers fairly clean and quick kills, such as an arrow from the shadows. However she also isn't afraid of using traps or poisons to help her ensure her target's death sooner or later. Trapping her quarry and rendering them unable to move for hours on end is just as clean to her as it would be to slice their throat in their sleep.
Generally speaking Rinori is a nice person. She doesn't go out of her way to cause trouble and if people have problems with her she usually just leaves instead of letting it escalate. However this also means that if someone else is in trouble, she might not always come to their aid. If she sees a hungry child on the street she would be willing to give some money or food, but if she sees two people fighting she might just ignore it. If she sees someone like a bandit preying on travelers of course she'd help the travelers too, but again when it's two people who seem evenly matched she prefers not to get involved.
When it comes to killing, Rinori has a complicated feeling about it. She is both detached yet proud of hunting, whether she's killing wild animals, dangerous monsters, or other people. Like an artist she has no feeling about what she does until it's done, and depending on what sort of effort it took she may be proud or disgusted. Rinori prefers fairly clean and quick kills, such as an arrow from the shadows. However she also isn't afraid of using traps or poisons to help her ensure her target's death sooner or later. Trapping her quarry and rendering them unable to move for hours on end is just as clean to her as it would be to slice their throat in their sleep.
Backstory:
Rinori's parents were mercenaries, a pair of dunmer sellswords who once worked in the same unit, before eventually leaving with each other. Their life was a simple one, yet wrought with danger. Her folks took jobs such as protecting caravans, hunting down creatures for alchemists, and other sort of work one may hire someone from the Fighter's Guild to do instead. However they made a comfortable living because unlike those from the Guild, they'd take any job someone would pay them for. Sometimes instead of protecting caravans, they'd raid them. Maybe even kidnap a noble. Whatever they felt would be an easy job.
As Rinori grew up, they taught her their skills, skills they used to stay alive for as long as they did. The most important thing was how to use a bow: It was practically their signature weapon. Death at a hundred paces. It was from her parents that Rinori learned most of her skills now, from combat skills like how to handle a blade or use light armor, to alchemy and foraging wild ingredients. Her mother was fairly skilled in magic and taught her some illusion and Restoration spells, while her father fancied himself a hunter and taught her how to lay traps, sneak up on prey, and how to catch or run away from them.
When Rinori was twenty years old her father was killed during a job. Her parents were out hunting minotaurs when they where attacked by a swamp of imps. As they tried to fight them off, the minotaurs arrived and her father stayed behind so her mother could escape. The only thing left after Rinori and her mother went back was her father's scarf. Not long after her mother, after losing her husband, fell into depression and took her own life. She was on a job to deal with a troll's den, but chose to collapse the cave she and the trolls were in instead of escaping. Suddenly Rinori was left without her parents, in a land unknown to her. These lands was Cyrodiil.
It wasn't easy for Rinori. She had always been training or watching her parent's belongings, and never really knew how to interact with other people. Sure she watched her parents meet clients and arrange deals, but she was never part of that. At best she just looked tough and did her best not to let others scare her. And while she never showed it, she was always scared of what others would do to her. So even in Cyrodiil, she never really tried to live in the big cities. Instead she simply roamed the countryside, hunting for food on her own, occasionally going to a small village inn if she can't find a cave or abandoned fort to rest for the night.
After a while Rinori became good at it too. She was quite adapt at sneaking past her foes, avoiding them if she can and quietly eliminating them when she can't. Her bow became the only thing that gave her comfort. With it she could snipe a bird flying through the skies, or hit a deer who's running full speed into the forest. Bandits who tried to stop her rarely were able to catch up to her, and when they'd least expect it her arrows would shoot them down so they'd never hurt anyone again. She started to grow a taste for her abilities, honing her skills whenever she can and proud whenever she did well. When she didn't she simply made sure not to make the same mistakes as before.
That being said, Rinori never really left the Golden Coast, and only traveled to the southern parts of the Colovian Highlands. Growing older now Rinori felt that she should try to travel more, perhaps even interact with people. She was still young (For a dunmer) and wanted to see what more she had to life than merely surviving. She spent some time in Anvil, growing slowly accustomed to people though still distant. When she felt she had her fill of the city she tried going to the next one: Kvatch.
As Rinori grew up, they taught her their skills, skills they used to stay alive for as long as they did. The most important thing was how to use a bow: It was practically their signature weapon. Death at a hundred paces. It was from her parents that Rinori learned most of her skills now, from combat skills like how to handle a blade or use light armor, to alchemy and foraging wild ingredients. Her mother was fairly skilled in magic and taught her some illusion and Restoration spells, while her father fancied himself a hunter and taught her how to lay traps, sneak up on prey, and how to catch or run away from them.
When Rinori was twenty years old her father was killed during a job. Her parents were out hunting minotaurs when they where attacked by a swamp of imps. As they tried to fight them off, the minotaurs arrived and her father stayed behind so her mother could escape. The only thing left after Rinori and her mother went back was her father's scarf. Not long after her mother, after losing her husband, fell into depression and took her own life. She was on a job to deal with a troll's den, but chose to collapse the cave she and the trolls were in instead of escaping. Suddenly Rinori was left without her parents, in a land unknown to her. These lands was Cyrodiil.
It wasn't easy for Rinori. She had always been training or watching her parent's belongings, and never really knew how to interact with other people. Sure she watched her parents meet clients and arrange deals, but she was never part of that. At best she just looked tough and did her best not to let others scare her. And while she never showed it, she was always scared of what others would do to her. So even in Cyrodiil, she never really tried to live in the big cities. Instead she simply roamed the countryside, hunting for food on her own, occasionally going to a small village inn if she can't find a cave or abandoned fort to rest for the night.
After a while Rinori became good at it too. She was quite adapt at sneaking past her foes, avoiding them if she can and quietly eliminating them when she can't. Her bow became the only thing that gave her comfort. With it she could snipe a bird flying through the skies, or hit a deer who's running full speed into the forest. Bandits who tried to stop her rarely were able to catch up to her, and when they'd least expect it her arrows would shoot them down so they'd never hurt anyone again. She started to grow a taste for her abilities, honing her skills whenever she can and proud whenever she did well. When she didn't she simply made sure not to make the same mistakes as before.
That being said, Rinori never really left the Golden Coast, and only traveled to the southern parts of the Colovian Highlands. Growing older now Rinori felt that she should try to travel more, perhaps even interact with people. She was still young (For a dunmer) and wanted to see what more she had to life than merely surviving. She spent some time in Anvil, growing slowly accustomed to people though still distant. When she felt she had her fill of the city she tried going to the next one: Kvatch.
Spells:
Illusion: Serenity, Inspiration, Illuminate
Restoration: Salve, Absorb Fatigue
Restoration: Salve, Absorb Fatigue
Inventory:
Leather Armor (Includes boots, bracer, and body armor)
Woolen Dress
Red Scarf
Earrings
Steel Bow
Steel Arrows x50
Steel Shortsword
Steel Dagger x2
Silk Rope 50 feet (Used to make traps)
Travel Backpack
Bedroll
Extra-Comfy Pillow
Weather-Resistant Cloak w/Hood
Mortar and Pedestal
Alchemy Satchel
Nightshade x3
Stinkhorn x3
Mandrake Root x5
Venison x3
Boar Meat x4
Waterskin
Flint and Steel
Poison (Minor) x4
Potion of Healing x2
Potion of Magic x2
Potion of Cure Poison x1
Woolen Dress
Red Scarf
Earrings
Steel Bow
Steel Arrows x50
Steel Shortsword
Steel Dagger x2
Silk Rope 50 feet (Used to make traps)
Travel Backpack
Bedroll
Extra-Comfy Pillow
Weather-Resistant Cloak w/Hood
Mortar and Pedestal
Alchemy Satchel
Nightshade x3
Stinkhorn x3
Mandrake Root x5
Venison x3
Boar Meat x4
Waterskin
Flint and Steel
Poison (Minor) x4
Potion of Healing x2
Potion of Magic x2
Potion of Cure Poison x1
GM
MiddleEarthRoze The Ultimate Pupper
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@Norschtalen@Lucius Cypher
Apologies for the wait; your finished reviews will be posted tomorrow. Myself and my Co-GM have been busy with catching up on other posts today, and we didn't want to give you an unfinished or unfair review because we didn't read your sheets properly. I can say however, that just from a cursory read of both of your CS's there is a massive improvement, and they both look really awesome!
@Leos Klien@Frizan@BurningCold@POOHEAD189@LadyTabris@Leidenschaft@MacabreFox
For everyone else posting, here is the current roster of available enemies:
The Dremora that killed our Coward of Kvatch has been quite nicely dispatched by Orintur.
One Dremora, a Dremora Mage (And also, his summoned Scamp), and 2 Clannfear Runts have been dispatched in a collab with myself (Just Niko, not Naenya), Poo and Foxy.
That leaves us with 3 (Unsummoned) Scamps, 1 Dremora Churl, one Dremora Churl Mage, and that Mage's summoned Scamp. Just to spice things up, I'm going to throw in another Dremora Churl so every character left to post has a foe to fight.
@MikkishtheLeprechaun@ShieldsOfWar
Not rushing you or anything, just wondering if you guys are still interested?
Apologies for the wait; your finished reviews will be posted tomorrow. Myself and my Co-GM have been busy with catching up on other posts today, and we didn't want to give you an unfinished or unfair review because we didn't read your sheets properly. I can say however, that just from a cursory read of both of your CS's there is a massive improvement, and they both look really awesome!
@Leos Klien@Frizan@BurningCold@POOHEAD189@LadyTabris@Leidenschaft@MacabreFox
For everyone else posting, here is the current roster of available enemies:
The Dremora that killed our Coward of Kvatch has been quite nicely dispatched by Orintur.
One Dremora, a Dremora Mage (And also, his summoned Scamp), and 2 Clannfear Runts have been dispatched in a collab with myself (Just Niko, not Naenya), Poo and Foxy.
That leaves us with 3 (Unsummoned) Scamps, 1 Dremora Churl, one Dremora Churl Mage, and that Mage's summoned Scamp. Just to spice things up, I'm going to throw in another Dremora Churl so every character left to post has a foe to fight.
@MikkishtheLeprechaun@ShieldsOfWar
Not rushing you or anything, just wondering if you guys are still interested?
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