Charter

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The argonian warrior was stunned at the speed of the brute that charged at him, to the point where he almost forgot to block. When Magnor's hammer made contact with Reesh's shield, he argonian felt like he was hit by a mountain and blacked-out. When he regained his senses, he glanced around to quickly find that he had been thrown several feet away, and as well as spotting the next strike from the beast of a man. He narrowly dodging the hammer as it hit the ground. He observed in horror at the devastation it created when Magnor lifted it back up for a second strike.

"STAY STILL LIZARD!" bellowed Magnor. "DON'T BE AFRAID. MAGNOR IS YOUR FRIEND!!!!!!!!!"

Reesh looked up to see the man prepare another strike. The lizard-man's joints screamed in pain and resisted his commands to move, all he could do at this point was to watch for his imminent demise... A demise that never came.

"Glurgh" was the sound that left the throat of the man. Reesh felt something like rain fall on his face, though the sky was clear. He then saw Magnor waver before dropping his weapon behind him and tripping over it in what seemed like a slow motion fall. When he did land, the argonian could feel the earth beneath him shake, causing his joints to complain again. Reesh relaxed slightly by laying down, only to have the thought cross his mind that the battle wasn't over. He tried to get up but his joints continued to cry against him.

Are you hurt? a voice asked, How can I help you? Reesh turned to see the breton had approached, her hands glowing a fine yellow. He gave her a quick nod. She applied the spell to him, relieving some of the pain in which he felt. While it wasn't much, it was enough for the argonian to get up off the ground, with her help.

Reesh checked his potion bag to find that his vigorous healing potion was shattered and leaked everywhere inside the bag, along with two of his skooma bottles, their contents being soaked into the bag. He growled in frustration, such wasted skooma. He took out his second last remaining healing potion, along with a minor stamina potion and consumed them. He felt stronger and healthier, though pain still engulfed his entire being from the background. Reesh, upon dropping the empty bottles to the ground, noticed his shield was also heavily damaged. It had a nasty dent with an obvious crack running through said dent. He sighed, he was going to have to find a new shield.

Reesh quickly realized the breton was still beside him, probably to make sure he was still ok. He nodded at her, "Thankss." He then readied himself for more possible danger.

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Reesh relaxed from his combat stance when the bandits who were before him lay dead on the nordic ground. He gave a quick nod to the Khajiit while revealing his scroll with The Collector's seal on it. The cat man did likewise as the other two of their group came from their hiding places. The breton seemed a bit uneasy, Reesh guessed it was to the combat itself, the woman didn't seem like the fighting type. Reesh was surprised when he realized that Deejaza had changed positions. The puzzled look on his face faded quickly when he turned his attention back to the situation at hand. Introductions would have to wait, there was a bottle of mead begging for recovery.

After they had checked the bodies, they made their way towards the gate, all silent as they knew that danger still possibly lurked around. Silent enough to hear the footsteps behind them. Reesh spun around, lowering himself and raising his shield, only to be met by an intimidating orc and a shadowy imperial. Their scrolls with The Collector's seal put him at ease, he didn't like the thought of fighting the orc. Not only was she tall, but she was heavily scarred, armoured and burly. Not only that but he noticed she had a very strict military style stance. As for the imperial woman... He couldn't make heads or tails on what to think, other than she strode forward with an air confidence.

Before he even had a chance to think on the orc's question, he heard the distinctive sound of arrows hitting the ground behind him. He turned in time to both hear the charging group of bandits as well as see a large and obese man yell at the top of his lungs. Reesh half-thought the man was a giant who had a growth defect that put all his mass horizontally and not vertically. He quickly put that thought aside as the six bandits got uncomfortably closer.

As they closed in, one of the bandits had an arrow pierce his throat, an arrow that most likely was fired from Reesh's argonian compatriot. The bandit's charge quickly became a hobble as he dropped his weapon to clutch his throat, then quickly falling to the ground dead. Two of the bandits made their way towards the orc, while two more faced Reesh. One wielded an iron axe while wearing leather armour with an iron helmet; the other was fully equipt with iron armour, along with a shield, and an iron sword.

Reesh was distracted by a flying, screaming bandit. He looked to see the man land next to him, his left leg missing as he clutched it. Reesh looked to see the orc quickly dispatch her other opponent. He didn't get a chance to think anymore when the bandit with the axe went in for the strike. Reesh quickly blocked the strike with his shield, only to notice the other bandit went for a thrust at him. He put himself into a spin, pushing the blade to the side with his shield and prepared a strike on the axe-wielder. The bandit ducked under his swing and tried another attack attempt, this time, however, he hit Reesh in the leg. Fortunately, Reesh's armour remained unbroken. Reesh kicked away the lightly armoured bandit as the one with the sword took another jab. The argonian jumped back, dodging the thrust, and threw an overhead strike at the man, who then blocked it with his shield. The bandit then tried a left-to-right slash at Reesh. The lizard-man ducked under the wing before throwing his weapon upwards toward the bandit. His weapon hit home when it struck the iron chest piece, stunning the nord for the moment. Reesh took this opportunity to take a second swing at the man's head, hitting him in the head and knocking him down.

Reesh didn't get time to relax as his axe-wielding opponent charged again. As he attempted to move out of the way of the strike, he felt something grasp his right leg. He looked down to see the one-legged bandit clutching his heavily armoured leg with both arms. Reesh changed his focus and raised his shield, barely blocking the axe that aimed for his head. He then tried to bash the nordic-leech from his leg. The nord would not budge, and Reesh's attention was once again called to the other bandit as he flanked the encumbered argonian.

Reesh noticed the orc approach said bandit from behind, performing a devastating overhead swing into the bandit's right shoulder. When the man fell to his knees, she placed a boot on his other shoulder and pulled her battle-axe free, leaving his corpse to fall to the ground. Reesh nodded his thanks as he turned his attention to the wounded and desperate man clinging to his leg. The wounded bandit seemed to have lost too much blood, as his grip on the argonian's leg became loose. Reesh pulled his leg free and kicked the nord over, to see him both tired and dazed. The argonian left him there and turned his attention to the battle at hand, with thoughts of interrogation if the bandit remained alive.

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Might I inquire if this is still taking in new characters?

@makarov

I do believe it is still open. the 'Join Status' still says apply.

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-snip-
but Charter's is bigger, meaning he'd/she'd have to do more work than you.
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@TomeBinder

You can call me whatever you want baby...

Awkward jokes aside, I'm a guy, so calling me a 'he' is ok. Less typing for you to do :P

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Ah. I see Draconfound and I have posted very closely to each other, to the point where the posts don't match. How do you wish to deal with this Tome? I'm willing to edit my post but will have to take time in doing so.

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First post in. Hope it's up to par. Any issues, let me know.

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Reesh slowed his pace when the imperial made a hasty move that ended his life, unfortunate as his spells would have probably helped. Reesh realized these men are probably quite inexperienced in proper combat, only preying on defenseless passers by. Their lack of awareness of their surroundings only added to this belief, meaning Reesh could try to mind-game some victory off of this battle.

Using his mace to point at the archer at the gate, hoping Deejaza would take that as a sign to either distract or take out the archer, Reesh then began to jog at the three bandits surrounding the tan Khajiit. Then he began to run. And then sprint. Until he was at charging speed. The clanking of his armour was quickly picked up by the three bandits and they turned their attention to him. The two he was approaching prepared themselves to evade his charge, the one with the loud-mouth barked at him to back off. Reesh, with the help of his tail, managed to shift his weight enough that he could keep his momentum but change his directory into the third bandit, who was caught off by surprise. Lowering himself, Reesh put his entire weight into the bandit, toppling him over while the argonian rolled over top of him. When Reesh had recovered his footing, he quickly threw a heavy, over-head bash at the toppled bandit's head. He was met with the satisfactory and familiar sound of metal meeting flesh. Standing up, Reesh could see the gruesome sight of the fallen bandit's iron helmet slightly caved inward as blood started to pool around it.

The argonian looked at the two remaining bandits as they seemed to back up slowly. Looking behind himself, towards the gate entrance, Reesh spotted the bandit archer laying on the ground with two arrows in his chest. Reesh gave a dark smile as he lifted his bloodied mace onto his shoulder, "Heh. Honestly... I hoped you would put up more of a fight than that bear did twenty minutes ago." Reesh lowered himself into an aggressive shield stance, "Care to prove me wrong?" He hoped his made up story about a bear would help frighten them, as well as the fact that two of their buddies had died. If they ran, he wouldn't mind, if they fought, they would probably make mistakes due to either fear or anger. Either way, this should work out in his favor.

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Done putting in my Char.

I'm willing to wait for other characters to be made before being thrown in, whatever floats your boat Tome.

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Name: Reesh Mecles
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Race: Argonian

Physical Description:

Primarily dark grey scales over the entirety of his body, his chest, stomache and face having a lighter grey set of scales. A noticeable scar located at the lower right side of his abdomen surrounded by slightly misshapened scales. Two prominent horns that point directly backwards on the crown of his head, along with six more horns, three on either side of his head where the jaw meets the skull.

Skillset:

Expert Skills

• Heavy Armour
• Blocking

Adept Skills

• One Handed

Novice Skills

• Alchemy

History:

Reesh was born in the wilderness of the Black Marsh near the Cyrodiil border. He was born into a family of bandits, and as a result, learnt to be vicious and harsh. After an attack from another bandit group, Reesh was orphaned at the age of 12 and sold into slavery over the border. During this time, he was sold to a few necromancers to carry their potions and ingredients. One of the necromancers took a liking to Reesh and treated him like a son, though she was a cruel mother. Through her, Reesh learned a tiny bit about alchemy and various ways one can make healing potions or poisons.

He was finally liberated by a group of mercenaries who were hired to deal with the necromancers as they made themselves home in a cave in Cyrodiil. The mercenaries, calling themselves the 'Dragon Shields', took Reesh in after the fight, mostly an attempt to replenish their casualties. They trained Reesh, now at the age of 16, to be a combatant and taught him they're form of honour and mercenary ethics. They paid him a fair sum of their missions and treated him like one of their own.

At the age of 25, Reesh was heavily wounded in his lower-right abdomen by the blade of a bandit. This caused him to lose a few scales in the spot of the wound. While he was recovering, one of his mercenary buddies offered him some skooma to help take his mind off of the pain. Reesh accepted and has been addicted ever since. A year later, Reesh would leave his mercenary guild and start off solo, primarily due to wanting to start off on his own.

Many years later, after many successful jobs, either working solo or with others, he would receive the job of his life, a mission for The Collector. He immediately accepted the job and grabbed provisions to head for Skyrim. While he questioned the possible danger of this task, as it was an oddly high price for a bottle of mead, he knew the price made it worthwhile anyway.

Equipment:

• Steel Plate Armour (helmet is custom made. It's an opened-face helm, with two holes in the back for his horns. It also lacks the goofy wings on the sides.)
• Steel Shield
• Steel Mace
• A black cowl
• Various furs worn over his armour to deal with the cold.
• A small bag containing his skooma gear.
• A bag that he carries both his potions and skooma bottles in.
• A large pouch for ingredients
• 13 skooma bottles (all full)

Known Spells:

• None

Party Control: Yes

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Might take a bit longer to develop a character, little spare time due to an event at work. Sorry...