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Current Two years, eight months, three threads... Four months more until my RP as a whole lasts three years.
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My Elder Scrolls RP may reach a third month... or die in a few days. It depends on luck.
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My RP, despite many challenges, has ran for two years and seven months across three threads.
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Thanks to all who stood by me; you're all good people.
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We've done it. Noble Arms: The ASEAN War, lives.
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So, we're mostly an Elf (even the Redguard is Half-Elf) party now? Cool. :P
12/11/2024 - Added 'Options for Normal People'.
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The Elder Scrolls: Before the Great War

It is the Year 168 of the Fourth Age, and the Empire is a shadow of its former glory. The current Emperor, Titus Mede II, has just ascended the Ruby Throne, yet already, things look dire - Hammerfell, Skyrim, and High Rock are the only provinces loyal to the nation while to the south, the Aldmeri Dominion and its rulers, the Thalmor, plot a grim war to end the worship of Talos, the man who became a God, no matter how many they have to slaughter to do it. In the story we know, they would win the Great War and get everything they wanted, but today, there is still strength and hope.

Realizing the decay and inflexibility of the Imperial Legions to changing circumstances, the Elder Council has authorized a discreet package of reforms to them and the Empire as a whole meant to strengthen not just its armed forces, but the nation's institutions as a whole. These reforms are enforced by the 'Hidden Militia', a covert force recruited from adventurers, mercenaries, and wandering traders whose purpose is to supplement the Blades.

You are one of them, tasked with one of the most important reforms of all - Paving the way for negotiations to recognize the Reach and its inhabitants plus the Wrothgar Mountains, where Orsinium (already a source of Legionnaires) is, as legitimate provinces of the Empire with the full rights of such; this means that they will be legally equal to Hammerfell, High Rock, and Skyrim, albeit with safeguards to make sure that it does not look like the Empire is allowing Daedra-worshippers to have their own provinces that worship the forces of Oblivion openly.

Whether you are Imperial, Nord, Dunmer, or Anti-Thalmor Altmer, you are to make sure this happens. Protect the diplomats trying to make this a reality, discredit dissidents trying to undermine the peace of the Empire by hindering this reform, and above all, screw over the Thalmor and their agents, who are trying to stop you!




Yes, an RP set in the Elder Scrolls universe a decade or more before Skyrim. You are part of the 'Hidden Militia', a group working for the Elder Council, to strengthen the Empire of Tamriel. You can be from any of the 'accepted' races (the ones in the Skyrim Character Creator), and if you are a veteran RPer who can justify a Snow Elf well, you can try making one. Being a Vampire is forbidden because in TES Lore, Vampires are almost always willing servants of the vilest Daedra, Molag Bal. Werewolves are also not allowed, unless you are a veteran RPer who can write your OC as keeping a secret (your superiors ICly will still have to know about it, though).

Now, the rules!

1.) No godmodding, powerplaying, metagaming, etc.
2.) No getting raunchy with OCs or NPCs under 18, please. With OCs and NPCs above 18, just be careful not to do anything above non-descriptive nudity.
3.) No OOC feuding! If you must argue, be respectful. IC, meanwhile, you can hate each other as much as you like as long as it doesn't seep over to OOC.
4.) Please notify me if you will be gone longer than a few days, I will let you guys know if I will be gone.
5.) Having Necromancy as a Magic is forbidden ICly. If you want it, be prepared to be slaughtered by every other PC if you can't hide it.




Character Sheet:

Name:
Race: (Nord, Redguard, Imperial, Breton, Orc, Khajit, Altmer, Bosmer, Dunmer, Argonian; no Goblins or Akaviri, while Snow Elves need [i]heavy[/i] justification.)
Appearance:
Age: (Adults are encouraged, for once in my RPs.)
Skills: (Including Magic; Conjuration, Destruction, and Alteration. Necromancy is only allowed if you are willing to be killed by the other PCs.)
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@Letter Bee

Hello! I hate to be a bother but were Darius and Mikazuki headed to the flower shop or the mechanic shop. I need to nudge Sara to people and was trying to figure out if there was on group all at the mechanic shop or two. One at the flower shop and one at the mechanic shop.


Mechanic shop.
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Darius and Mikazuki

Mikazuki answered Darius: "I want to train - Well, that’s only part of it; I want to know you and the others better but I do not want to impose on people. So… How do I do so? All I know, I know from books.”

Darius hummed softly, leaning back in his seat at the question- all thought of getting up to fetch the tea forgotten instead of mulling over those words. How to connect with others… It was a complicated thing to ask or to learn. But then, so were most things.

“Books aren’t a bad place to start, really. People benefit from reading, makes them more… Worldly. A little more wise. Asking questions is the only way I know to get to know people though, whether out loud or to yourself. Sometimes they’re the kind of questions you need them to answer, sometimes they’re the kind that get answered just by watching. Either way it takes a little nosyness.”

He thumbed his nose for emphasis, flashing a grin.

“Can’t get to know people without imposing just a little.”

Mikazuki nodded, then asked, “So… how do we do this? Do we just talk with each other, or do we get straight to training? My family owns a dojo, so I know kendo.”

That got a laugh from the soldier, as he pushed himself upright, dropping into an easy crouch to start stretching his legs. Training was always a good idea, so far as he was concerned.

“Why not both? I’ve told you kids before, you need good fundamentals to handle yourselves, and if you can’t talk and jog, then they aren’t where they need to be. We’ll go for a little run, and you can ask anything you like. Just remember that not everybody will be so forthcoming- Some people don’t like having questions asked, and those are the types you have to get to know just by being around and paying attention.”

Mikazuki nodded, then said, “Yeah… I saw Mitsuaki run out of his job in the coffee shop earlier - somehow, I don’t think it’s his fault. Also, Sara was buying Takoyaki while looking worried. I decided not to approach them; it would be… what’s the word… intrusive? Pushy? But I am worried about those two, yes. So let’s go.”

Darius nodded in turn, knuckling the small of his back and bending until it gave a satisfying crack, bouncing on his toes for a moment- and taking off at a steady jog. He wasn’t terribly fast- in truth, since the injury that had led to this whole mess for him, he was rather slow, enough that Mikazuki would likely have no trouble at all keeping up. Still, he managed to talk on the go, leading the way into town at that easy pace.

“For now, you might be right. You have to build some trust with people, before you can go poking and prodding at what they’re thinking about. You’re a good kid, though, I don’t think it’ll take long before you’re all relying on each other enough that you won’t think twice about checking in.”

Mikazuki nodded as he jogged, feeling relief as he ran side by side with Darius, then asked, “So, tell me about your fiance? And also how did you become a Shinigami?”

Darius was all grins even at the mention of his fiance- It was almost funny, how clearly in love the man was, just the mention enough to brighten his whole mood. As if it hadn’t been bright enough already.

“Aiko? You’d like her, I think. She already likes all of you, thinks having kids to teach gives me something productive and healthy to do. She’s… Strong. In the literal sense, but also in spirit, like nothing in the world could knock her down. I met her through work, before I retired. It was a joint training group, our boys teaching your boys a bit about the kinds of weapons and tactics we each use, keeping camaraderie up. We do it with all our allies. That’s boring stuff, though, lot of politics and hum-drum training. The other question, though…”

He frowned faintly, a hand straying to his middle, where the wounds from that night were still healing. Faster than they should have, true, but still healing all the same.

“There was a kid. A spirit, I guess. Ran past me when I was out shopping, being chased by a big brute of a monster. A hollow. I’d never seen something like it before- Ouga says it happens that way sometimes, we mortal folk just… Get glimpses, the ability to see, out of nowhere. Something about spiritual pressure and triggers, the stuff he talks about when we’re training. I didn’t know all that then, of course. Just that the kid was running scared, and that… Thing was running after it. I put myself in the way. Wish I could say it was some kind of heroic thing, that I beat some manners into it, but really, I was as scared as the kid was- And the Hollow split me open like a piñata. You guys have those here? Cardboard animals full of candy, you whack ‘em with a stick and candy comes out.”

Mikazuki nodded, then said, “I watched a few Western TV Shows; I know what a Pinata is. And you survived? As for me, I just got hit by a truck - Oh, we reached the shop.”

And indeed they have.

@Sho Minazuki
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