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The Elder Scrolls: A World Torn

I'm on mobile so can't really edit until tomorrow but I'll fix that, and she isn't always with them but she can generally obtain them if needed. They're usually watching after the ship or getting drunk somewhere, as sailors are wont to do. She might have like one tough on hand if she's worried but she's streetwise and can fend for herself if need be.

The Elder Scrolls: A World Torn

Name: Walks-In-Light Occupation: Merchant/Smuggler (Does both) Race: Argonian Class: Rogue (Thoroughly but incompletely trained in Shadowscale assassination methods, but also uses a lot of street fighting) Gender: Female Age: 32 Personality: A somewhat mischevious but charismatic buisnesswoman, she has a strong love of the sea and foreign cultures, something she heavily dislikes about the cultures of Skyrim. General Appearance: Ruddy scaled with small protruding fins jutting from near the top of her head. Roughly 2 meters tall and quite imposing, with a long tail and generally well defined muscle structure for her race. Tends towards masculine and practical, if high quality, clothing, owning to her past and present activites and also the problems members of her race often face with tailoring around tails. She has a full set of She has a full set of Stahlrim light armor she keeps roughly wherever she is in case she expects trouble, adding a fur cloak if she does to hide her advantage. Weapons: While her primary weapons are two ebony daggers with fire enchantments, nicknamed Smoke and Fire, which she keeps on her person constantly, both out of fear of theft and being caught off guard. Said knives are heirlooms from her father, and are not unknown to blood by any stretch of the imagination. She also has training with a bow and is quite skilled in it, but bows are generally impractical in her line of work. Bio: Walks-In-Light was born as the only child, a bastard, of Jeizuaru, one of Cyrodil's last Shadowscales. Disenfranchised with the removal of his group's training centers and finding nothing but ruin and desolation from the other branches of the Dark Brotherhood, Jeizuaru was firmly convinced that Sithis had grown displeased with their complacency to the existence of groups like the Morag Tong, and, abandoning whatever was left of the Dark Brotherhood, he journeyed into Skyrim and to the seaport of Winterhold, gaining employment as a sailor on a small transport to Solstheim. He began his campaign of murder with suprising success, drawing on virtually all of his skills to confuse attempts by the group to find the murderer. While his intial spree ending successfully, the picking thinned as the group grew cautious and Jeizaru grew older, finding himself burdened further with a child after an ill-thought out night of passion with a female dockworker, who had grown sickly soon afterwards, the cold having evidently damaged her constitution to an extent that even her natural resistances could not protect her. Jeizuaru, raising the child, Walks-In-Light, decided to do something rather unprecdented: teach this child, born under the sign of the Thief, the skills of the Shadowscale, in order that the techniques not die completely. Of course, between raising a child, working legitimately, and continuing his crusade against the Morag Tang, something had to give. In this case, it was the man himself, finding himself dead at the hands of his enemies after a botched assassination attempt. Walks-In-Light still remembers the day she opened the box her father had said to open only if he gone when his ship returned. It contained two daggers of a demonic quality, noted as heirlooms in what documentation was contained within, as well as a letter explaining, with as few details as possible, that he had obligations to a higher power that took precedence even over him being her father. She'll always remember the last line, a reference to some folk tale he often referenced: "Cheese. Cheese, for everyone." Walks-In-Light found herself on the street at the age of 12 with only her skills, numerous as they were, and her wits, as well as suprising luck. Managing to scrap out a living in Windhelm, she managed to scrape out a living as a thief of sorts, before she accidentally tried pickpocketing a Thieves Guild member. Rather than punish her, the man saw potential in the confident young pickpocket, and took her back to Riften, getting her quite a way through the command structure on the back of her training. Eventually she decided to make a name for herself on her own in the town she once called home, following in what she knew of her father's footsteps and using her hoard of septims to found a small shipping company at 21 to ride on the back of a weakened Empire's susceptibility of smuggling, and has managed to become a major trader in Skyrim and to a degree throughout Cyrodil. While her main routes are to Argonian colonies in Vvardenfel (for liquor and ebony smuggling) and Solstheim (Stahlrim being a highly desirable mineral with the ongoing war), she has traveled much of the world and traded across most of it at one point or another, notably having managed to open the Forsaken to trade for their silver resources, as well as a famous trip that netted her the largest supply of Sload soap seen in one place in at least an era, something she's still riding off of financially. The slowly collapsing Empire worries her to some degree, but with a lack of political bodies to replace it and a war she lacks any real interest in outside of economics, she has resigned herself to whatever comes, at least until something better comes up. It's worth noting she still maintains a strong connection with the Thieves Guild, her boats occasionally used to smuggle thieves out of a city if they touched something too hot or get some into warehouses and other such locations where a crate is welcome. In turn, the Thieves Guild has helped "convince" competitors to halt certain activities and provide a willing buyer for certain materials, substances, and items of a dubious legality or ownership. Other: Knows quite a large amount about poisons and the anatomy of man and mer, as well as good old fashioned pickpocketing and lockpicking.

Strings of Fate: A Magical Girl Roleplay

Caligetta Cavallerizzo (Virtù Cardinali Incarnano) Cafe Zepelli "Horror or action, naturally. What kind of sad sod watches romance films? It's just escapism! It's unhealthy, for one thing, constantly imagining that if you're a good enough person you'll be pretty and have a perfect romance, and that nothing will ever tear you apart. And drama, don't get me started on drama. What kind of sadistic person wants to see other people emotionally suffer? Even if they're fake, it doesn't change much... I'm ranting again," Caligetta said, gradually winding down from her fervent speech. "Let me remind you all once again that we still haven't watched any of the Sergio Leone movies I've suggested."

Strings of Fate: A Magical Girl Roleplay

Caligetta Cavallerizzo (Virtù Cardinali Incarnano) Cafe Zepelli Caligetta waved the waitress over and asked for a slice of chocolate cake. Nothing as elaborate as Adalina was eating though. She had to draw the line somewhere before her meal became far too frou-frou and stopped embodying everything she personally held dear, at least she claimed. Of course, it didn't help that things were already awkward and that she was not in the mood to push her luck at this point. "Are we planning to get any work done at all overnight? We could definitely do some 'assignments,' but if you're looking for fun and relaxation I'd understand. It might be just as well. I can barely sit down with all the riding I've been doing lately," Caligetta asked conversationally.

Strings of Fate: A Magical Girl Roleplay

"F-for the one thing, that was a demonstration. And she was closest to me. I d-don't in the slightest see what your implying. Secondly, I feel you don't understand how parties go if you're not even opening the tiniest bit of wine," Caligetta said jokingly, attempting to deflect conversation away from the previous events. She sipped her coffee, reassuring herself that there was nothing weak about drinking super sweet coffee with milk. "Who's picking up the bill for this anyways? I might get a bite of cake and want to pay back my debts."

The Elder Scrolls: A World Torn

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Strings of Fate: A Magical Girl Roleplay

"There are no real men in this goddamn town. None of them have ever really worked a day in their life, if you get my meaning," Caligetta intoned. She sipped her sweet coffee with some degree of pleasure. "A real man wouldn't have waited this long to begin with, for one thing. He would have went up to her and- let me demonstrate here," Caligetta said, getting out of her seat, and grabbing Hua, dropping her into a forceful, pseudo-passionate kiss, before calmly disengaging and reseating the girl. "Force! Bravado! None of this pussyfooting about with 'does she like me' and poetry! Real manliness!" Caligetta only then realized she was making a scene and quietly sat down.

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Strings of Fate: A Magical Girl Roleplay

"I'll say it again: What the hell do you mean by 'I'm sorry I bumped into you'?! Are you even a man?! Take responsibility! Tell me to my face that you're looking to pick a fight with a 14 year old girl!" The man looked around nervously, finding him surrounded by a large group who would probably take the girl's words at face value. The crowd that had formed watched with rapt attention at the confrontation between the young teenager and mid-20s salaryman. "But... I didn't mean to bump into you. It's a big crowd. And I'm apologizing," the man said hesitantly. "So you're trying to get my attention so you can sex me, you sick pervert?! SELF DEFENSE OVERDRRIVE!" the girl shouted indignantly, before performing a well formed if heavily improvised kick into the man's leg, the man falling over with a grimace. "What the f- OW! God damn it, what did I do to you?!" "Insult my honor!" the girl replied, giving him a light tap to the head that would knock him conscious. Murmurs about the damn sex offenders in this town and where to get the self defense classes she was taking went unnoticed as Caligetta strolled into the nearby cafe: Zepelli's. She sat down at the only table with familiar faces and greeted her comrades with a nod. "Could you add another coffee please? Two sugars. And milk."

Strings of Fate: A Magical Girl Roleplay

Appearance

Name: Caligetta Cavallerizzo Screen Name: IlBagattoSenzaNome Age: 14 Appearance: See above Nationality: Italian (Pizzone) Personality: Somewhat brash but incredibly full of bravado and a vital energy, perhaps to a flaw, Caligetta enjoys the company of close friends but disdains crowds and overly friendly strangers, but at the same time is often willing to defend someone she's never met if they're in a lick of trouble. She's very unused to the idea of tresspassing being more then an empty threat and lacks certain mental inhibtions about not ignoring signs telling her not to pass, and is suprsingly good at jumping fences. Has a strong disdain for overly feminine frilly dress-types, but secretly admires the style, though she'd rather spit on her own mother before admitting it. Having lived in a relatively isolated lifestyle for most of her life, she lacks expierence in romance but is quite interested in the concept. Raised in a rural agricultural lifestyle, her only real hobbies being shooting guns and racing horses, she has a general disdain for the certain complexities of a more urban lifestyle, and is often annoyed at not being able to get to a destination as fast as possible or having to wait on cars and traffic. Biography: The House (or more accurately barn) of the Cavallerizzo of Pizzone stretches back millenia, family tales suggesting that they had occupied their ranch since Rome fell. Of course, this is highly unlikely, but one must draw their pride from somewhere. In any case, Caligetta grew up in a town seemingly isolated from the metal fingers of time, and despite the TV and telephone she lived a life few in this modern age could. The Cavallerizzo, for at least as long as records traced back, had been horse ranchers, known for their excellent quality horses that had brought the occasional Venetian merchant or Turkish trader to their farm in search of their coursers. While they had diversified into cattle as the market for horses gradually fell, they still were a family known for their equestrian lineage, their family believed to have the last pure bred Neapolitan herd in Italy. Caligetta grew up among these animals and gained a connection to them only a few in our modern world have, racing among the fields, herding cattle, and chasing off local predators with a family revolver, all of which the near constant practice made her incredibly skilled at for her age. Growing up a robust young woman, she won her first horse race on her pony Slow Dancer at age 9, and managed to win a junior shooting competition at 10. Things seemed up for her, until one day, on a ride through the forest, she found herself confronted by some monster, a giant lump of growling fur and wooden spikes and blood, that tore through her beloved Slow Dancer like paper. The beast had begun to approach her until a girl, maybe a few years younger then her, shot an arrow through the creature, rending it in two. The girl helped her up, introduced herself, told her about who she was and what she did, and that by saving her life she was conscripted into this group, that she sadly had no choice in the matter. Putting on a brave face, while mourning her horse, Caligetta agreed, wanting revenge for whatever had taken away Slow Dancer from her. While her savior eventually disappeared, she eventually resolved to move to Rome in order to strike at the heart of the errors, and to join with other magical girls. However, she is also here to step up her horse racing, with her new mount "Trans-Europe Express," and keep on the legacy of Slow Dancer. She has begun her career and has managed to survive sucessfully and gain some degree of power, at least until now. Her focal seed is a metal amulet with hair from Slow Dancer's mane, taken after their first race together. She considers him to have saved her from death at the error's hand, despite the actions of the magical girl who saved her. Experience Level: Magical Girl (First Act) Skills: Master Equestrian, Skilled Sharpshooter, Good Eyes, Cattle Whisperer, Can Tie a Good Knot, Decent Cook, Deft Survivalist, Quite Agile, Has Literally Been Through This Rodeo Before, Cannot Drive At All, (JK)11/10 Lesbian(/JK?) Magical Power: (First Act) Page of Wands: She has the ability to manifest (and demanifest) two large revolvers at will. These revolvers come fully loaded and are in themselves magical, and can presumably block attacks, though less so then any physical weapon. Bullets shot from these weapons are not fixed in their trajectory, which can be altered or stopped by Caligetta to a significant degree, though they cannot switch directions without turning (they also are much less affected by friction). (First Act) Knight of Wands: She may manifest a mystical sable horse of unknown origins, apparently named Incitatus by what's inscribed into it's bridle, which has an incredible speed, agility, and reflexes, being able to leap between rooftops and gallop at the speed equivalent to a Formula One racecar without suffering negative effects, with only minor losses to turning. This horse can only manifest briefly outside of the near vicinity of it's rider, and attempts by Caligetta to get it to stud have failed, the horse apparently having no interest in other animals for reproductive purposes.