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@Revi Hunter Just two things: would you be alright looking for a different picture or describing what she looks like, don't really want the appearance to be an anime character. Also give a bit more detail on her equipment, like what armour or clothing does she wear and if she has any other bits with her like hunting stuff for example.
@Revi Hunter You could if it makes sense but it would have to be a good reason because I couldn't see someone in the Psijic order joining a small mercenary group.
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The OOC is up if everyone wants to have a look and start making some characters! :)

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The story so far:

Skingrad Company Leader
Quintus Jannus - A smart Imperial who would rather deal with problems by discussing them over fighting.

Members:
Adrian Jannus - A smug Imperial who believes to be better than anyone around him and and higher in command than others because his father created the company.

Kalon - A mysterious High Elf who's intentions remain unclear.

Illya Faraday -

Skingrad Company Headquarters

Just outside of the walls to Skingrad, stood the headquarters for the Skingrad Company. A building made up of grey stone that fitted in with the style of Skingrad. To the side of it was a blacksmiths forge and to the front of it was a courtyard were two people practiced with their swordplay. It was a dull day with dark clouds covering all of the sky, but it wasn't raining just yet. In the distance, the sound of lightning could be heard slightly. In the back room of the headquarters was a long hall and to the back of the room was a desk with a man sat behind it writing on some parchment. On the wall hung a Claymore and the room was painted in maroon. To the side was a massive log fire that lit up the room.

A younger man sauntered into the room, with his hands on his swords that hung on both of his hips. There were two chairs in front of the desk in which the younger man took a seat and put his feet up on the desk. Quintus, the man who was writing the letter glanced up to see his sons feet on the table then went back to writing the letter. "You're early... You're never early." Quintus said sharply.

"Well hello to you as well Father." Adrian replied sarcastically as he looked out the window. "I just thought I'd come and see how you are before this mission."

Quintus put down the quill and looked at him with an annoyed expression as he scratched the side of his head. "Ah forever the caring son aren't you."

Adrian laughed at him, "well I was just wanted to have a look at the room that will be mine one day."

Quintus shook his head. "Well the sooner you stop acting like a fool and take the business more seriously, it might make me consider stepping down and spending more time with your mother." Voices from outside the room started to get louder now. "I'm giving you the lead on this job and you better make sure it goes well. I don't want any excuses and this is a very big job, Skingrad are giving us a lot of Septims for this." Before they could continue, the members started to walk into the room.


The year is 4E 51, around fifty years after the Oblivion Crisis and the sacrifice of the last member of the Septim Dynasty, Martin Septim. The Empire has never really been able to capture it's former glory. The Third Aldmeri Dominion was formed and took control of the Summerset Isles and Valenwood with the Empire being too weak to stop them. The whole of Tamriel is strife with conflict and many of the people are in danger. More Bandits than ever before pray on the weak. The Daedra still appear to be strong, despite the efforts of Martin Septim and the Hero of Kvatch. Rumours of unknown elves in the wilderness of Cyrodiil are attacking people without mercy who venture too far off the main paths and much more. These are just some of the problems facing Tamriel at the moment.

This has made it a great time to be a mercenary, who want to become rich. In Cyrodiil an Imperial named Quintus Jannus did exactly that by creating a group called the 'Skingrad Company'. When Quintus was a young man he had started to take jobs and the more he completed, the more people wanted to hire him. After a while he had too many jobs on the table that he couldn't do them all by himself so he started to hire people to work for him. Thirty years later, Skingrad Company has become a well known name around Cyrodiil and certain parts of Tamriel with around thirty people working for them.

When this rp starts, Quintus has received a job from the Count of Skingrad asking the company to look into a farming community called Shardrock after numerous failures to pay their taxes and have given no reason or excuse as to why. For whatever reason you will be one of the mercenaries currently working for Skingrad Company who as been told to meet Quintus in his office to take on this job.









Working on the ooc now, should hopefully be up tomorrow!
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