Then that completely ruins what I want my character to be. Forget it.... it's not worth this much of a headache.
Saarebas Wandering Wild Magic Fanatic
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Can I still join this? And would an another Vampire be alright?
Mr_pink Heaven Knows I'm Miserable Now
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Golem never said anything about multiple vampires being a bad thing, I'd presume you're fine.
Rune_Alchemist Absolute Depravity
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Name: Surani Meliane
Race: Breton/Vampire
Gender: Female
Age: 25
Appearance: Surani stands at an average height for a Breton her age. She has rich brown hair, and blue eyes. Unlike most mages, she doesn't wear robes for the simple fact she doesn't like them. She finds them to be too restrictive, and not very comfortable for movement. She has very pale skin, even before she was a vampire she had a pale complexion. The armor she wears, is more or less a modified set of leather armor under a hooded cloak to help her keep warm and try to keep her skin from direct sunlight. She normally wears the hood, except for on cloudy days.
Personality: If anyone can tell you anything about Surani just from spending a few moments with her, is that she's incredibly intelligent. She's a natural at understanding magic, how it works, and how one should be able to apply it in practical use. Surani is incredibly inquisitive and likes learning about anything, which has on more than one occasion has landed her in a heap of trouble. Magic and curiosity can be a bit of a bad combination, especially when you're tampering with dark magic, which she has done on more than one occasion - namely necromancy. That said, she's not one to mess around when she realizes that somethings gone horribly wrong, and won't hesitate to admit she screwed up and try to fix her mistakes...which she has had to do on multiple occasions. Also, she hates robes. They're annoying, and mages would do good to man up and don some light armor.
She's friendly to most, and takes great interest in her travel companions whenever she has them, though she knows when someone would rather be left alone. That doesn't stop her from trying to get to know someone, however. She doesn't mind crowds of people, in fact she enjoys them and doesn't like being alone that often. Travelling alone and without a friend or companion to her, is a huge waste and makes her uneasy.
One must also note, however, that she herself, is a vampire. While she doesn't mind being one, in fact she deems it a great opportunity, she hasn't been one for long, barely even a year. It's a touchy subject for her obviously, and hiding it is her number one priority.
Background: Surani is extremely well traveled, and has seen quite a lot of Tamriel.
Skills
While she does know the basics of sword play, she is not very good at it, and relies on her magic more often than not. She only uses the sword of she can't kill it at range with magic, a sort of last line of defense.
~Magic Skills~
- Expert Conjuration
- Adept Destruction
- Adept Alchemy
- Apprentice Illusion
~Combat Skills~
- Apprentice Light Armor
- Apprentice One-handed
Equipment
- A steel Long Sword.
- A mage staff that casts fireballs.
- A light, modified set of leather armor under a hooded cloak. Enchanted to provide protection against fire. Quite lucky for her, as she's had the armor for years.
- A few Healing and Magicka Potions.
- A pouch filled with Alchemy ingredients.
- A journal filled with notes of her travels, with research notes stuffed into the pages at regular intervals. She regularly writes in it, whenever she can. Do not let her catch you reading this. Aside from the fact that she has necromatic research notes in here, it also reveals she's a vampire. You better swear yourself to secrecy, if not, she will protect herself by any means necessary.
Decided to go ahead and post her~
I can always edit it later.
Race: Breton/Vampire
Gender: Female
Age: 25
Appearance: Surani stands at an average height for a Breton her age. She has rich brown hair, and blue eyes. Unlike most mages, she doesn't wear robes for the simple fact she doesn't like them. She finds them to be too restrictive, and not very comfortable for movement. She has very pale skin, even before she was a vampire she had a pale complexion. The armor she wears, is more or less a modified set of leather armor under a hooded cloak to help her keep warm and try to keep her skin from direct sunlight. She normally wears the hood, except for on cloudy days.
Personality: If anyone can tell you anything about Surani just from spending a few moments with her, is that she's incredibly intelligent. She's a natural at understanding magic, how it works, and how one should be able to apply it in practical use. Surani is incredibly inquisitive and likes learning about anything, which has on more than one occasion has landed her in a heap of trouble. Magic and curiosity can be a bit of a bad combination, especially when you're tampering with dark magic, which she has done on more than one occasion - namely necromancy. That said, she's not one to mess around when she realizes that somethings gone horribly wrong, and won't hesitate to admit she screwed up and try to fix her mistakes...which she has had to do on multiple occasions. Also, she hates robes. They're annoying, and mages would do good to man up and don some light armor.
She's friendly to most, and takes great interest in her travel companions whenever she has them, though she knows when someone would rather be left alone. That doesn't stop her from trying to get to know someone, however. She doesn't mind crowds of people, in fact she enjoys them and doesn't like being alone that often. Travelling alone and without a friend or companion to her, is a huge waste and makes her uneasy.
One must also note, however, that she herself, is a vampire. While she doesn't mind being one, in fact she deems it a great opportunity, she hasn't been one for long, barely even a year. It's a touchy subject for her obviously, and hiding it is her number one priority.
Background: Surani is extremely well traveled, and has seen quite a lot of Tamriel.
Surani was born in Wayrest. Her mother, was an adventurer, and her father a successful merchant who made a profit selling and making enchanted weapons and armors. She didn't know much about her mother, as she didn't come home that often. In fact, she would stay gone for months at a time, only to return for a few days before setting off again. She didn't hold this against her, in fact, she looked up to her mom and thought she was the best thing in the world and wanted to be just like her whenever she was old enough to adventure out on her own. However, one day her mother left without a word, simply leaving a letter addressed to her and her father. It said that she had finally decided to do what she wanted to. Explore every nook and cranny of Tamriel she could find.
If anything, this was Surani's own motivation for learning magic and how to handle a sword, though her talent in the latter leaves much to be desired. At the age of ten, she began to study Conjuration and Destruction magic, quickly grasping the concepts, especially for someone her age and she was considered a prodigy. Eventually, she was the best mage in the whole city and at the age of 16, she told her father she was leaving and that there was nothing he could do to stop her. So, she left, eventually making her way into Hammerfell.
Here, she was beset upon by a bunch of bandits. Though her skill in magic was good, she lacked any sort of means of physical defense. Luckily for her, a redguard adventurer happened to be nearby. While he didn't particularly take apprentices, he taught her the basics of sword play, and they traveled together, for a time. Until one day he decided he had taught her enough to protect herself, and left.
After travelling in Hammerfell for a time, eventually at the age of 18, found her way into Cyrodiil. Here, she learned that mages didn't have to rely solely on robes for protection. An older spellsword took her under his wing after her robes had been destroyed by a pack of wolves. He taught refined her swordplay more, and taught her the basics of Illusion. Unfortunately, before he could teach her more, he died of old age, leaving her a set of enchanted uniquely crafted leather armor. She stayed in Cyrodiil for two years, honing her skills and becoming quite well known for being a skilled adventurer. At the age of 20, though, she decided to leave and head for Black Marsh.
She finally reached the Argonian homeland at the age of 21. There, she learned two things. The basics of necromancy, and Alchemy. Both from a rather shady and grumpy Argonian. He took her in when she was completely lost. He saw her talent with magic and convinced her that she could do things, great things, if she wanted too. All she had to do, was to trust him. From there, he taught her the basics of necromancy, and taught her how to use plants and other ingredients to make potions and poisons. She would have stayed here learning from him much longer, had fate deemed it worthy. Unfortunately, she slipped up in controlling a few undead, They killed the Argonian who taught her, and almost got her too. If she hadn't lucked out and came across a small settlement that had some skilled hunters, she'd likely be dead. They dispatched the undead, and for a time she lived in the village, until they caught onto her practices. Before they could act however, she fled north into Morrowind.
Unfortunately, her time in Morrowind would be anything but a happy time for her. At the age of 23 While making her way towards Skyrim, she stumbled upon a coven of vampires. Though she fought them, eventually she was subdued. Their leader, recognizing her skills offered her a choice. Join them, or be killed. She took the obvious choice, rationalizing that it would be good for her, in the long run. It was, more or less. Her knowledge of necromancy quickly made her the leaders favorite and she further refined her knowledge of the dark art. Despite her being in good standing with the leader, she was never really happy, in fact, the vampires terrified her. So, after staying quiet for some time, she told the undead she had made to attack them, buying her time to escape.
She managed to flee into Skyrim, where she laid low for awhile even with the civil war going on. Soon, she heard of a party of adventurers that wanted to slay dragons. Well, she had never done that before, so why not? It could be very educational....
She also, secretly hopes that one day, she might find her mother in her travels. Chances of that happening aren't likely, however.
If anything, this was Surani's own motivation for learning magic and how to handle a sword, though her talent in the latter leaves much to be desired. At the age of ten, she began to study Conjuration and Destruction magic, quickly grasping the concepts, especially for someone her age and she was considered a prodigy. Eventually, she was the best mage in the whole city and at the age of 16, she told her father she was leaving and that there was nothing he could do to stop her. So, she left, eventually making her way into Hammerfell.
Here, she was beset upon by a bunch of bandits. Though her skill in magic was good, she lacked any sort of means of physical defense. Luckily for her, a redguard adventurer happened to be nearby. While he didn't particularly take apprentices, he taught her the basics of sword play, and they traveled together, for a time. Until one day he decided he had taught her enough to protect herself, and left.
After travelling in Hammerfell for a time, eventually at the age of 18, found her way into Cyrodiil. Here, she learned that mages didn't have to rely solely on robes for protection. An older spellsword took her under his wing after her robes had been destroyed by a pack of wolves. He taught refined her swordplay more, and taught her the basics of Illusion. Unfortunately, before he could teach her more, he died of old age, leaving her a set of enchanted uniquely crafted leather armor. She stayed in Cyrodiil for two years, honing her skills and becoming quite well known for being a skilled adventurer. At the age of 20, though, she decided to leave and head for Black Marsh.
She finally reached the Argonian homeland at the age of 21. There, she learned two things. The basics of necromancy, and Alchemy. Both from a rather shady and grumpy Argonian. He took her in when she was completely lost. He saw her talent with magic and convinced her that she could do things, great things, if she wanted too. All she had to do, was to trust him. From there, he taught her the basics of necromancy, and taught her how to use plants and other ingredients to make potions and poisons. She would have stayed here learning from him much longer, had fate deemed it worthy. Unfortunately, she slipped up in controlling a few undead, They killed the Argonian who taught her, and almost got her too. If she hadn't lucked out and came across a small settlement that had some skilled hunters, she'd likely be dead. They dispatched the undead, and for a time she lived in the village, until they caught onto her practices. Before they could act however, she fled north into Morrowind.
Unfortunately, her time in Morrowind would be anything but a happy time for her. At the age of 23 While making her way towards Skyrim, she stumbled upon a coven of vampires. Though she fought them, eventually she was subdued. Their leader, recognizing her skills offered her a choice. Join them, or be killed. She took the obvious choice, rationalizing that it would be good for her, in the long run. It was, more or less. Her knowledge of necromancy quickly made her the leaders favorite and she further refined her knowledge of the dark art. Despite her being in good standing with the leader, she was never really happy, in fact, the vampires terrified her. So, after staying quiet for some time, she told the undead she had made to attack them, buying her time to escape.
She managed to flee into Skyrim, where she laid low for awhile even with the civil war going on. Soon, she heard of a party of adventurers that wanted to slay dragons. Well, she had never done that before, so why not? It could be very educational....
She also, secretly hopes that one day, she might find her mother in her travels. Chances of that happening aren't likely, however.
Skills
While she does know the basics of sword play, she is not very good at it, and relies on her magic more often than not. She only uses the sword of she can't kill it at range with magic, a sort of last line of defense.
~Magic Skills~
- Expert Conjuration
- Adept Destruction
- Adept Alchemy
- Apprentice Illusion
~Combat Skills~
- Apprentice Light Armor
- Apprentice One-handed
Equipment
- A steel Long Sword.
- A mage staff that casts fireballs.
- A light, modified set of leather armor under a hooded cloak. Enchanted to provide protection against fire. Quite lucky for her, as she's had the armor for years.
- A few Healing and Magicka Potions.
- A pouch filled with Alchemy ingredients.
- A journal filled with notes of her travels, with research notes stuffed into the pages at regular intervals. She regularly writes in it, whenever she can. Do not let her catch you reading this. Aside from the fact that she has necromatic research notes in here, it also reveals she's a vampire. You better swear yourself to secrecy, if not, she will protect herself by any means necessary.
Decided to go ahead and post her~
I can always edit it later.
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@Ostarion: Looking forward to reading your CS!
@Gilgex: Ok. See you in another game!
@Saarebas: You're quite welcome!
@Rune_Alchemist: Accepted!
This is turning into quite a posse of adventurers! I like it :D
To you folks who are writing your CSs: get them done as soon as you can, and we'll start gaming tomorrow or the day after.
@Gilgex: Ok. See you in another game!
@Saarebas: You're quite welcome!
@Rune_Alchemist: Accepted!
This is turning into quite a posse of adventurers! I like it :D
To you folks who are writing your CSs: get them done as soon as you can, and we'll start gaming tomorrow or the day after.
Rune_Alchemist Absolute Depravity
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WHOOO!~
Can't wait to get started. I have a feeling this is going to be awesome
Can't wait to get started. I have a feeling this is going to be awesome
Saarebas Wandering Wild Magic Fanatic
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Name: Tandagh gro-Orsinium
Race: Orsimer, Vampire
Gender: Male
Age: 106
Appearance: Tandagh is a staggering 6'6 in height with a warriors body build. His skin is a pale green color and is racked with countless scars. His hair is long and matted dreads and are a near ebony black color. His eyes are a dark bronze color, they seem to glow in the dark.
Personality: Tandagh is a gruff mer, wanting to get to the point of things as quickly as possible, and hates the very idea of putting off a task that could be done now. He would never speak if he didn't have to, leading to long journeys with him to be in utter silence, but when he does he always seems to be annoyed and rather blunt, simply not carrying of anyone's feelings. As you'd expect from a Orc, Tandagh has a short fuse and once it is lit the explosion tends to lead to bloody walls and broken bones. Unlike most of his kind Tandagh doesn't boast of his abilities, in fact he has quite the disdain for people who do. He would rather prove his power through action than talk about it. He finds fights to be more relaxing than actually trying to relax, making down time one of the most annoying concepts to him. He has two odd traits for an Orc, the first being his hatred for alcohol, seeing it as something that does nothing but dull one's skills. The second is his love for bards and their music, he has gone as far to learn how to play the lute though he'd sooner crack someone's skull than admit it.
Background: Tandagh was born into the province of Orsinium to two black smiths as parents. Like other Orsimers he was trained in the art of smithing by his mother, though he never found any real joy in the act. It wasn't until his thirteenth birthday and he got into his first fight, with another young Orc who made the mistake of insulting his mother, that he discovered his love of besting a foe. So he set forth, like many other Orcs, to becoming a incredible warrior. He spent years training with his One-armed skills, namely with axes, to the point he could best most. It wasn't until he was twenty-five that his true life would start, or rather unlife. A Bosmer bard by the name of Allaina had come to Orsinium on her way to to Skyrim. Tandagh had found himself falling for her and quickly made it a goal to go out of his way to impress her. The young Orc had achieved his quest in getting the wood elf's attention through a series of fights with other Orcs, offerings of jewelry he crafted at the forge, and his seeming undying interest in her music. The night he thought he would finally "bed" her she told him that she thought him to be interesting and placed the kiss on his neck that ended his life. Yes Allaina was indeed a vampire and Tandagh had seemed to impress her enough to turn him. After which the two left Orsinium and traveled all over Tamriel for decades, Allaina teaching Tandagh both how to play the lute and how to use illusion spells to bend the minds of others. It was when the dragon crises arose that problems started. Allaina was killed by a dragon, sending Tandagh into a boiling rage. He then set out to get revenge for his lover and creator by slaughtering as many dragons as he could.
Skills:
-Expert: One-Handed
-Adept: Light Armor
-Adept: Smithing
-Adept: Illusion
-Apprentice: Block
Equipment:
-A set of black fur armor
-Two Orcish axes.
-A bear hide he uses as a sleeping mat, though he uses it as a coat when it is to cold.
-Clothes he wears when not in armor. (see picture)
-A forge hammer
-A old lute that he keeps hidden away and lets no one touch
Race: Orsimer, Vampire
Gender: Male
Age: 106
Appearance: Tandagh is a staggering 6'6 in height with a warriors body build. His skin is a pale green color and is racked with countless scars. His hair is long and matted dreads and are a near ebony black color. His eyes are a dark bronze color, they seem to glow in the dark.
Personality: Tandagh is a gruff mer, wanting to get to the point of things as quickly as possible, and hates the very idea of putting off a task that could be done now. He would never speak if he didn't have to, leading to long journeys with him to be in utter silence, but when he does he always seems to be annoyed and rather blunt, simply not carrying of anyone's feelings. As you'd expect from a Orc, Tandagh has a short fuse and once it is lit the explosion tends to lead to bloody walls and broken bones. Unlike most of his kind Tandagh doesn't boast of his abilities, in fact he has quite the disdain for people who do. He would rather prove his power through action than talk about it. He finds fights to be more relaxing than actually trying to relax, making down time one of the most annoying concepts to him. He has two odd traits for an Orc, the first being his hatred for alcohol, seeing it as something that does nothing but dull one's skills. The second is his love for bards and their music, he has gone as far to learn how to play the lute though he'd sooner crack someone's skull than admit it.
Background: Tandagh was born into the province of Orsinium to two black smiths as parents. Like other Orsimers he was trained in the art of smithing by his mother, though he never found any real joy in the act. It wasn't until his thirteenth birthday and he got into his first fight, with another young Orc who made the mistake of insulting his mother, that he discovered his love of besting a foe. So he set forth, like many other Orcs, to becoming a incredible warrior. He spent years training with his One-armed skills, namely with axes, to the point he could best most. It wasn't until he was twenty-five that his true life would start, or rather unlife. A Bosmer bard by the name of Allaina had come to Orsinium on her way to to Skyrim. Tandagh had found himself falling for her and quickly made it a goal to go out of his way to impress her. The young Orc had achieved his quest in getting the wood elf's attention through a series of fights with other Orcs, offerings of jewelry he crafted at the forge, and his seeming undying interest in her music. The night he thought he would finally "bed" her she told him that she thought him to be interesting and placed the kiss on his neck that ended his life. Yes Allaina was indeed a vampire and Tandagh had seemed to impress her enough to turn him. After which the two left Orsinium and traveled all over Tamriel for decades, Allaina teaching Tandagh both how to play the lute and how to use illusion spells to bend the minds of others. It was when the dragon crises arose that problems started. Allaina was killed by a dragon, sending Tandagh into a boiling rage. He then set out to get revenge for his lover and creator by slaughtering as many dragons as he could.
Skills:
-Expert: One-Handed
-Adept: Light Armor
-Adept: Smithing
-Adept: Illusion
-Apprentice: Block
Equipment:
-A set of black fur armor
-Two Orcish axes.
-A bear hide he uses as a sleeping mat, though he uses it as a coat when it is to cold.
-Clothes he wears when not in armor. (see picture)
-A forge hammer
-A old lute that he keeps hidden away and lets no one touch
Rune_Alchemist Absolute Depravity
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Surani and Tandagh should get along swimmingly xP
/sarcasm
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@Saarebas: Accepted! (The orcish axes as well :D)
I don't want to wait any longer, so I'll post the IC in a minute. I expect the climb to High Hrothgar will take at least a posts, so anyone that hasn't finished its CS will have time to do so before the important bit begins ;)
I don't want to wait any longer, so I'll post the IC in a minute. I expect the climb to High Hrothgar will take at least a posts, so anyone that hasn't finished its CS will have time to do so before the important bit begins ;)
Rune_Alchemist Absolute Depravity
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Awesome, I shall work on a post~
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Great post! Can't wait to get the story going! I've got so much good stuff in store for you guys... ;)
Galatea_Dreamer
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WHEEEE! So excited!!! *Does a little dance!* I've always wanted to RP in Skyrim! My previous attempts on other sites flop... :( GL, Golem. Oh, and to everyone else as well! *Skips of to check the IC*
Name: Jorn(Yorn) Red-fang
Race: Nord
Gender: Male/Werewolf
Age: 28
Personality: Loud, boisterous and always ready for a good drink. In many ways he is your typical Nord, loving a good fight fallowing with a hearty meal and mead. Singing and dancing of exaggerated battles. That is the face you see, but in battle he is ruthless, his eyes gleaming with the blood lust of his inner wolf. Though he isn't losing control he simply loves battle and never feels more at home then when in a good fight.
Background: Jorn is a full breed in every since of the word. His parents full Nords. His family is a line of accomplished warriors, many of them joining the companions and fighting along side shield brother. Another reason they are so drawn to the companions is they like to stay near there own kind as the Red-Fangs are a family of werewolves. Something obviously kept hidden from the world as they keep there numbers low, Jorn having only a sister and a few cousins. Though they own a large sized estate in the north to the west of Solitude in the Haafingar it is secluded giving them the privacy they like and also rarely lived in. Most of the family across all of Tamriel looking for adventure, working this job or that as they only get together once every few years at the estate to catch up on things, and bring any new family to be blessed by Hercine.
Jorn like most of his family joined the Companions guild at a relatively young age and trained with them. Going on adventures with them, as well as the occasional hunt at night. Soon he was off adventuring on his own, and then the war started. Though for the most part he didn't pick a side, He slightly agreed with both. He had no desire to see the Aldmari Dominion acting as they did in his own land, and thought it was time to break free of the crumbling empire. But at the same time he couldn't get behind the "Nord only" philosophy of the strom cloaks. Sure he believed the nords should rule Skyrim, but at the same time his family has been well traveled and sees only value in allowing other races to live freely in Skryim. Becasue of this he has gotten into several bar room brawls with both sides. So he stayed out of the war seeing as at the end of the day for him it was only choosing which side you hate the least.
Though there was much more going on then just the war to keep him occupied with the return of the dragons, and this dragonbon. At least that was a cause he could get behind. The slaying of dragons, He soon heard rumors of a group forming to take down this dragon threat now that the dragonborn seemed to have disappeared. And soon he would be slaying dragons, and fetching a pretty septiem Though he wasn't as callus to charge people to save there lives, he was more then willing to sell the spoils that came with killing dragon and if they felt the need to pay him, well then who was he to stop them?
Skills
Expert Twohanded
Adept Heavy armor
Adept Smithing
Adept block
Apprentice speech
Equipment
Skyforge Steel great sword(Superior)
Wolf Armor(superior)
Bedroll
A amulet of Night eye(payment for helping a Khajit Caravan)
10 Health/Stamina potions
Various nick knacks he finds laying around.
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Race: Nord
Gender: Male/Werewolf
Age: 28
Personality: Loud, boisterous and always ready for a good drink. In many ways he is your typical Nord, loving a good fight fallowing with a hearty meal and mead. Singing and dancing of exaggerated battles. That is the face you see, but in battle he is ruthless, his eyes gleaming with the blood lust of his inner wolf. Though he isn't losing control he simply loves battle and never feels more at home then when in a good fight.
Background: Jorn is a full breed in every since of the word. His parents full Nords. His family is a line of accomplished warriors, many of them joining the companions and fighting along side shield brother. Another reason they are so drawn to the companions is they like to stay near there own kind as the Red-Fangs are a family of werewolves. Something obviously kept hidden from the world as they keep there numbers low, Jorn having only a sister and a few cousins. Though they own a large sized estate in the north to the west of Solitude in the Haafingar it is secluded giving them the privacy they like and also rarely lived in. Most of the family across all of Tamriel looking for adventure, working this job or that as they only get together once every few years at the estate to catch up on things, and bring any new family to be blessed by Hercine.
Jorn like most of his family joined the Companions guild at a relatively young age and trained with them. Going on adventures with them, as well as the occasional hunt at night. Soon he was off adventuring on his own, and then the war started. Though for the most part he didn't pick a side, He slightly agreed with both. He had no desire to see the Aldmari Dominion acting as they did in his own land, and thought it was time to break free of the crumbling empire. But at the same time he couldn't get behind the "Nord only" philosophy of the strom cloaks. Sure he believed the nords should rule Skyrim, but at the same time his family has been well traveled and sees only value in allowing other races to live freely in Skryim. Becasue of this he has gotten into several bar room brawls with both sides. So he stayed out of the war seeing as at the end of the day for him it was only choosing which side you hate the least.
Though there was much more going on then just the war to keep him occupied with the return of the dragons, and this dragonbon. At least that was a cause he could get behind. The slaying of dragons, He soon heard rumors of a group forming to take down this dragon threat now that the dragonborn seemed to have disappeared. And soon he would be slaying dragons, and fetching a pretty septiem Though he wasn't as callus to charge people to save there lives, he was more then willing to sell the spoils that came with killing dragon and if they felt the need to pay him, well then who was he to stop them?
Skills
Expert Twohanded
Adept Heavy armor
Adept Smithing
Adept block
Apprentice speech
Equipment
Skyforge Steel great sword(Superior)
Wolf Armor(superior)
Bedroll
A amulet of Night eye(payment for helping a Khajit Caravan)
10 Health/Stamina potions
Various nick knacks he finds laying around.
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Red Wizard Crimson Conjurer
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@Blackwolf: Accepted, with one alteration: Jorn has not slain any dragons. None of us have. Forget the dragons of the Game; the dragons in this story won't land in front of you so you can hit them. They'll fly by and toast your ass dead. Killing dragons is the work of big companies of warriors (or the dragonborn - now dead). Our heroes are going to the Greybeards to acquire the weapon necessary to fight them on equal terms; the Thu'um. No mortal can face them alone without it and live.
haha that is fine, but I said he did it with people not by himself.
EDIT: haha well the first draft did, I must of accedently deleted that when I was editing a bit XD
EDIT EDIT: Fixed ^.^
EDIT: haha well the first draft did, I must of accedently deleted that when I was editing a bit XD
EDIT EDIT: Fixed ^.^
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Excellent, accepted! :)
And with that, we're closing the applications. Those who have already stated their interest may finish their character, but no new players will be accepted.
And with that, we're closing the applications. Those who have already stated their interest may finish their character, but no new players will be accepted.
rocketrobie2 Money owns this town
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Just in time!
Character Sheet
Name: Skeves
Race: Bosmer lycanthrope (werewolf wood elf)
Gender: Male
Age: 26
Appearance: Skeves is fairly muscular and has light skin along with a pointy face that ends with a poked out chin. He also only has one eye and his face is long and he has a pointy nose and light brown and short hair. Finally he has a large scar across his chest.
Personality: Skeves is sane on the outside but insane on the inside. If you saw him walking down the street he would look normal enough but if you got to know him you would find out that he's fairly crazy. He enjoys feasts though feasts to him is eating whatever creature he had just killed but he would probably like other stuff like bread and such. What he really hates is those that hunt for game and not to eat. He also hates Draugrs a lot because of their taste and their frost magic.
Background: Skeves was born in Falkreath but he didn't grow up there. His parents left him in the forest for the sole fact that they had wanted a girl and not a boy. The boys parents assumed he would be eaten by one of the wild life but instead the child was found by a lonely woodsman who had been living in the forest outside of Falkreath for quite a while and had little to no outside interaction. The woodsman decided to take the abounded child to his shack in the woods and raise him as his own son Skeves. As the boy got older he was taught about being a lumber jack and how to cut down trees with the utmost care. When Skeves was eight his foster father died from a bear attack that almost toppled over the home that they lived in. Luckily Skeves managed to get away but he was scarred emotionally and began to descend into madness due to his foster father passing away. He continued to love in the shack and chop down trees for no apparent reason but if you were to see him you would have been able to tell the child had been less sane than the average child.
One day when Skeves was twelve he went out hunting for some food when he came upon what at first looked like a bear from far off. He slowly crept up on the creature with his lumber axe at hand and swiftly killed the creature by taking its head off. The child began to eat the creature raw due to his habit of only getting food once he was completely famished. As he ate he found that the creature had been at a small campfire with a sack nearby containing some bread and what not. He went to collect the head when he realized what it was. It was a Werewolf. He had eaten raw werewolf meat which was covered in werewolf blood. He began to feel light headed and passed out. When he awoke again he was butt naked over the corpse of an elk with his clothing beside him. He quickly put his clothes back on including the ring and dragged bits of the elk home with him. When Skeves was seventeen he went out hunting one day as a werewolf which he rarely did due to his lack of control over his want to feed. While hunting he thought he saw people in the forest but he ignored them as he continued to hunt. Eventually he had managed to take down a elk and he began to feed on it. When suddenly a silver tipped arrow hit him in the back which made him roar in pain as he took off running. As he ran he also looked behind him and noticed that there seemed to be only three people trying to attack him and even though their arrows hurt quite a bit more Skeves ran back towards them and caught the archer by surprise and killed him with one massive swipe. He then took care of another by biting at his torso and throwing him off into a tree. As for the last of them he managed to sneak up on him and slash at his chest leavening a huge wound that made him scream out in pain. Finally while fighting through the pain he managed to get the better of the man and tear him apart. He began to feed on his kills he shifted into his Bosmer form then put his clothes on and continued to eat the men. When he went back home his gash across the chest was still bleeding which was beginning to make him feel faint so he rummaged quickly and thoroughly through a book shelf his father had and looked for something to help his wound. After almost giving up he found a basic healing spell which he used and slowly patched up his skin but leaving a scar. A year later he lost his eye when a small chunk of wood from a tree he was chopping down flew out and stabbed him in the eye. He tried to pull the chunk out but it was in to deep and he need up pulling his entire eye out. He quickly used the only spell he knew and stopped the bleeding although he couldn't make a new eye grow back. After the dragons came and began to wreak havoc everywhere Skeves came out of seclusion and headed to the only dragon related place he knew of from books. The bottom of the seven thousand steps to High Hrothgar.
Skills
List of skills
Adept- Alchemy
Expert- One Handed
Adept- Block
Equipment
He has hide pants, Dwemer boots, quite a lot of soul gems, a iron short-sword, Woodcutter's axe and a mask that resembles the wooden mask from Skyrim except made of darker wood and minus the enchantment.
Character Sheet
Name: Skeves
Race: Bosmer lycanthrope (werewolf wood elf)
Gender: Male
Age: 26
Appearance: Skeves is fairly muscular and has light skin along with a pointy face that ends with a poked out chin. He also only has one eye and his face is long and he has a pointy nose and light brown and short hair. Finally he has a large scar across his chest.
Personality: Skeves is sane on the outside but insane on the inside. If you saw him walking down the street he would look normal enough but if you got to know him you would find out that he's fairly crazy. He enjoys feasts though feasts to him is eating whatever creature he had just killed but he would probably like other stuff like bread and such. What he really hates is those that hunt for game and not to eat. He also hates Draugrs a lot because of their taste and their frost magic.
Background: Skeves was born in Falkreath but he didn't grow up there. His parents left him in the forest for the sole fact that they had wanted a girl and not a boy. The boys parents assumed he would be eaten by one of the wild life but instead the child was found by a lonely woodsman who had been living in the forest outside of Falkreath for quite a while and had little to no outside interaction. The woodsman decided to take the abounded child to his shack in the woods and raise him as his own son Skeves. As the boy got older he was taught about being a lumber jack and how to cut down trees with the utmost care. When Skeves was eight his foster father died from a bear attack that almost toppled over the home that they lived in. Luckily Skeves managed to get away but he was scarred emotionally and began to descend into madness due to his foster father passing away. He continued to love in the shack and chop down trees for no apparent reason but if you were to see him you would have been able to tell the child had been less sane than the average child.
One day when Skeves was twelve he went out hunting for some food when he came upon what at first looked like a bear from far off. He slowly crept up on the creature with his lumber axe at hand and swiftly killed the creature by taking its head off. The child began to eat the creature raw due to his habit of only getting food once he was completely famished. As he ate he found that the creature had been at a small campfire with a sack nearby containing some bread and what not. He went to collect the head when he realized what it was. It was a Werewolf. He had eaten raw werewolf meat which was covered in werewolf blood. He began to feel light headed and passed out. When he awoke again he was butt naked over the corpse of an elk with his clothing beside him. He quickly put his clothes back on including the ring and dragged bits of the elk home with him. When Skeves was seventeen he went out hunting one day as a werewolf which he rarely did due to his lack of control over his want to feed. While hunting he thought he saw people in the forest but he ignored them as he continued to hunt. Eventually he had managed to take down a elk and he began to feed on it. When suddenly a silver tipped arrow hit him in the back which made him roar in pain as he took off running. As he ran he also looked behind him and noticed that there seemed to be only three people trying to attack him and even though their arrows hurt quite a bit more Skeves ran back towards them and caught the archer by surprise and killed him with one massive swipe. He then took care of another by biting at his torso and throwing him off into a tree. As for the last of them he managed to sneak up on him and slash at his chest leavening a huge wound that made him scream out in pain. Finally while fighting through the pain he managed to get the better of the man and tear him apart. He began to feed on his kills he shifted into his Bosmer form then put his clothes on and continued to eat the men. When he went back home his gash across the chest was still bleeding which was beginning to make him feel faint so he rummaged quickly and thoroughly through a book shelf his father had and looked for something to help his wound. After almost giving up he found a basic healing spell which he used and slowly patched up his skin but leaving a scar. A year later he lost his eye when a small chunk of wood from a tree he was chopping down flew out and stabbed him in the eye. He tried to pull the chunk out but it was in to deep and he need up pulling his entire eye out. He quickly used the only spell he knew and stopped the bleeding although he couldn't make a new eye grow back. After the dragons came and began to wreak havoc everywhere Skeves came out of seclusion and headed to the only dragon related place he knew of from books. The bottom of the seven thousand steps to High Hrothgar.
Skills
List of skills
Adept- Alchemy
Expert- One Handed
Adept- Block
Equipment
He has hide pants, Dwemer boots, quite a lot of soul gems, a iron short-sword, Woodcutter's axe and a mask that resembles the wooden mask from Skyrim except made of darker wood and minus the enchantment.
GM
Red Wizard Crimson Conjurer
Member
Seen
7 hrs ago
@rocketrobie2: Accepted. You do not have to write out your novice skills as all skills apart from your higher level ones are novice. Also, is it important to you to have the ring of Namira or could you consider being a cannibal anyway without it?
OP has now been updated with links to each CS for easy referance.
OP has now been updated with links to each CS for easy referance.
Rune_Alchemist Absolute Depravity
Member
Seen
0-24 hrs ago
Hey, does everyone in our group know about some characters being werewolves/vampires?
Nortrom, in his post said that he knew about some of our characters being so. I suppose it would make sense for him to at least be able to tell, or at least we would need to be more wary around, but I was under the impression no one knew, at least to start with.
Nortrom, in his post said that he knew about some of our characters being so. I suppose it would make sense for him to at least be able to tell, or at least we would need to be more wary around, but I was under the impression no one knew, at least to start with.
GM
Red Wizard Crimson Conjurer
Member
Seen
7 hrs ago
I think it would be best if people are unaware of this except for if the CS or its author says otherwise. One can suspect something, but not know for sure.
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