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The Elder Scrolls: Fruits of Contention - Chapter 1 (Completed)

@MiddleEarthRoze, here's what La'Dansharr knows.

For her majesty's loyal subjects only

She accompanies initiate Aventus Aretino for exercise.
The listener and another assassin, a large man called Chews-on-Barks, just returned for a "historic contract".
The latter two regrouped with Dansharr and Aretino, joins them in surveying the armiger camp.

Everyone else

The Elder Scrolls: Fruits of Contention - Chapter 1 (Completed)

R'ihanna was a crap shot, this Keegan learned the hard way. Since stepping off into a boot full of cold water, Keegan couldn't frown any harder at the horde of men trying to kill him, for no apparent reason. The first reaction was to run inland, but one could only go far out from the only light source. He then put his staff in hand and sent out a lightning, narrowly missing an armiger's helmet and forcing the Dunmer to duck. Keegan followed up with a quick paralysis spell, which found bonemold shin guard before collapsing the armiger to his knees.

Wait, what was that screech?

Something sharp bit into Keegan's left bicep. He screamed like never before, because it was pain like never before. It hurt, it bled, it was so intense that Keegan didn't see an armored elbow to his face. He fell, looking to an armiger that might or might not have been the same person he immobilized, Keegan tried in vain to roll, only getting intensified pain against his arm. He caught a glimpse of the buried projectile; it looked like a crossbow bolt. Immediately after the view changed to a boot, but it never came down.

Elsewhere, Trius watched his opponent cast shield and spear aside to unholster a long tonfa. The bonemold warrior spun his tonfa with ease, revealing sparks of electric enchantment around it. Trius narrowed his eyes and unsheathed his only weapon, the ceremonial, but still lethal, ebony blade. The tense stare held in between dissolved with a barrage of strikes from the armiger. Trius blocked and parried, but all he could do was retreat backwards. Taking a step back and dodging a savage swing aimed for his midsection, Trius pressed his attack. His feint got passed the tonfa, which allowed him a jab at the armiger. It was intercepted, but Trius already moved on with a pair of high/low strikes. To his surprise, his efforts ended in a weapon lock. Trius' strength gave out; he flew back with sparks buzzing.

Looked like this was the end of Trius, a faceless warrior delivering shocking execution to a "traitor". That was not that case, however, as the armiger was flung back just as he poised to deliver the coup de grace. The shooter was not R'ihanna (the Khajiit couldn't hit the broad side of a barn), but rather, someone in black and red shrouded leather. This slightly feminine figure walked into the scene with another similarly masked, mountain-sized male. Passing the oversized crossbow to her larger companion, the woman knelt down and helped Trius to his feet.

Keegan's own savior came as a dagger-wielding man. The sound was a loud but somewhat pubescent battle cry somewhere behind. A pair of daggers followed suit, where they found openings between the armiger's helmet and collar. "Dansharr, go check the boat. I got this one covered!" The voice was teenage, its accent a cross between Imperial and Nordic. Dagger blades slickly ripped out of the armiger, while the dead man crumbled, Keegan saw a Khajiit tail moving toward shore.

"Initiate Aretino, what are you doing!?" Shouted Trius' savior. She spoke with a Dunmeri accent, but it was clear that this woman, the leader of these assassins, were opponents to other dark elves. "Better not let your marks get away again!" She tipped her head at two armigers attempting to flee. The woman produced a miniature crossbow and lined up a quick head shot on one. Aretino dashed off after the other.

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The Courtesan had landed when Aretino killed off his mark. The detachment of armigers was at half-strength, currently trying to reestablish formation and slowly backing away. La'Dansharr surprised her brother, Trius finished off an injured foe and Keegan was clutching his bloody arm, shouting for help and the sheer incompetence of R'ihanna. Though everyone on land stopped to stare at the Courtesan beaching herself meters from where they were. Immediately a Dunmer fell from the ship and landed with a broken leg.

"And there goes the enlightened priest of Azura, the dunce none other than Kattun." Dumhuvud announced to everyone else still on the ship. What happened was that Kattun saw R'ihanna in danger, took to fast-roping down the hull, lost grip and landed on his foot (breaking it).

"Fontaine, Orakh; you two stay right here." Dumhuvud barked his orders. "The rest you, make sure you know how to climb before going down. There better not be more corpses; this damn mission report is long enough already."

Cold Front

And the secrets are sent. Check your PM if you haven't.

I am very glad to be chosen for Cold Front! This is a fresh idea that I expect will push Julian as well as the rest into intriguing places. It's always good to hear you enjoyed Julian, as I mentioned, I went through a few major shifts in developing him to get to this point. In fact, the first draft would have submitted his son Francois, but as I'm sure Derv or Shaft can attest, I have an affection for older characters and all the complexities that come with them.

Funny you mention Shaft's Jorwen. I noticed a while ago that Shaft and I have a similar taste in characters in terms of what we find compelling and worth exploring. It's funny how we're all such different people with unique backgrounds, but you can find those points where our tastes match well. I have seen your TES game and if I didn't stick to 1-2 games at a time I would probably draft a character there as well! I really appreciate the sense of community and look forward to seeing that here too. It'll also be refreshing to see the same commitment to story development and the characters in a landscape outside of TES. Interesting stories on the horizon indeed!

@Lo Pellegrino

I'm a sucker for older characters as well. With age comes wisdom, and because how often I see games flooded with younger characters, the older guys indeed have unique wisdom and challenges. Playing them also forces a careful approach to situations. Because they are experienced and not as youthful, I tend to find aged chars encourages dialogue over combat.

Cold Front

Alright guys, looks like the time is up. We have seven submissions and seven spots, which means everyone here is accepted. Those who are still interested but have yet to finish your sheet; there is still chance to join. Just get it done and you'll substitute for anyone dropping out.

So, let's talk character.

Athena

@Macabrefox, 'grats on getting in first. As always, your speed is unmatched.

You've really gone into quite the detail with Athena. Her appearance and inventory is very well fleshed out, and they are perfect as far as I can tell. History is nice too, but her early schooling seems to have gone by too quick. As far as my research goes, AP only started in 1952 as a pilot program, and 1955 for the first full curriculum. Assuming Athena started school at six or seven, she would have be the one of the first AP students in history. I would add a year or two in middle school to make it more plausible, and probably raise her total age as a result.

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Jack

@R31GN, first time writing with you, but your content is already speaking quality.

Jack feels like an average-enough man with several juicy twists. His Pakistani ancestry makes him unique, while the American citizenship integrates him with the group. The leg injury is also reasonable, provides an obstacle that is not negligible while not disabling him completely. His personality paints him as one of those buddies that is chill, honest and prefers to do things hands-on. I like what I'm seeing, and the only thing you could expand on is his faith. He travels with the Quran and prayer beads, so you could talk about how much religion affected him.

Julian

@Lo Pellegrino, Dervish said a lot of nice things about you, and you certainly don't disappoint.

I'm sure you know that I run an Elder Scroll RP with Leidenschaft. His character there, Jorwen, has a lot in common with Jules. Both come from humble beginnings, veteran to multiple conflicts and fathered children who felt abandoned by their lack of presence. It goes to speak about the universal challenge of a soldier. Whether you're a Nord or an African-American, the constant struggle of war wounds and familial duties are reminders that human are flawed creatures. Coming to term with their past, present and future shows character like no other. Your sheet is a fantastic start to a great story.

Beside a few typos, you are golden.

Charlotte

@The Survivor, fitting username, eh?

A globe-trotting, British archeologist lady; I'm getting a Lara Croft vibe from her. Her family history is well thought-out, however, her personality is a bit on the lighter side. With that said, what I need you to clarify most are her combat skills. Try exploring where and how she acquired fighting techniques. What martial art does she know, when does she go shooting and what kind of sticky situation did these skills save her from? You might also want to put in a different weakness. As it stands, her trio of flaws are very similar in nature and basically comes in a bundle.

Your character has a lot of potential, get these changes done and I believe we'll see a more complete Charlotte.

Lulu

@TheMoatedGrange, howdy, fancy havin' you here.

Short and sweet, Lulu's sheet is as efficient as it gets. Your descriptions are precise and concise, it's amazing how much info you pack into every sentence. A quick read but I caught all I need to know. Just few minor nitpicks: 5'6 is actually over the average 5'5 American woman, $3 is very little (even in 1969) and the inventory list went above the divider, instead of below. You could also expand on how she met her fiance, though it won't be necessary if you don't feel it's important.

Edward

@POOHEAD189, what do we have here?

Dax was an enjoyable character, but I believe you really hit the sweet spot with Edward. You've got everything needed in one package; motivations, flaws, what he could and couldn't do. The only thing I need you to change is the bayonet, since no weapon in inventory is one of the rules. Your character could be developed in many ways, and I am excited to see our nerd boy have the adventure of his life!

Isaac

@Peik, and finally, our heavyweight.

Clocking in at 200 pounds of fat and weed, Isaac Graham packs quite the punch with his character. I feel like he is not only faithful to the counter-culture, but a fun satire of the hippie generation as a whole. Mr. Graham gave me more than a couple of chuckles; he got me thinking on the people he represents metaphorically. His appearance measures up, his personality reasonably disgusting and capabilities balanced for what I have in store. This guy is absolutely one to watch.

Now, feel free to copy/paste into the characters tab once your suggested adjustments are made. I'll hand out the secrets tomorrow and have the intro post in two to three days. Meanwhile, a brief crash scene description is below and tell me if I missed anything.

Crash Scene

Our plane is tracked as flight 122. Impact and explosion destroyed the middle cabin around the wings (the wings themselves are intact). The front half slid into a frozen pond, while the rear stopped at a clearing on the shore. Front cabin buried itself ~45 degrees in, with the cockpit submerged the deepest, under 9 meters/30 feet of water. The surronding is mostly flat with minor slopes, a hill is about 0.65km/0.4mi west.

Front (business class): Charlotte, Lulu, Isaac
Rear (coach): Athena, Jack, Julian, Edward

Edit: don't forget your opinions,

The Elder Scrolls: Fruits of Contention - Chapter 1 (Completed)

@MiddleEarthRoze

Cold Front

Awesome sheets so far. Tomorrow is the last day to make submissions or changes.

@Verisimilitude, I know you showed me your character in PM, but you need to post it here in the OOC to be considered.

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The Elder Scrolls: Fruits of Contention - Chapter 1 (Completed)

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The Shifting Sands [Reboot] [Full]

Being in front of a convoy had its advantages and disadvantages. As she rode with more and more groups, Linna found herself enjoying the lack of dust trails, but also not very enthusiastic about running into danger first. This time, there was another human up there with her, probably a seasoned raider by his armor. Then his words confirmed the obvious, though it came as a surprise to hear he had supposedly abandoned the raiding lifestyle. Of course, an actual raider wouldn't really start a friendly conversation. Well, there were the odd ones that took swindling over straight up banditry.

"I'm Linna, and you are right, I did hail from a monastery." She responded to the introduction with a bow of her own. "You made the right choice, if you ask me; people get further working together than hindering each other."

While Enric took a pause to recall his story, Linna took out her waterskin and drank. Water was precious in the desert, painfully so as she discovered over the years. Water was also used as a currency, and from what Enric said, the mere talk of it drew attention. This could very well be another tall tale so common with sand dwellers. Linna studied the man's face for a moment, it seemed genuine enough.

"Was it so?" Linna raised her eyebrow slightly. "This desert is full of reckless folks. But why were they tracking you? They must have been brave or foolish; probably both."

Then Enric the ex-raider went onto his combat history. Linna followed the words to the man's weapons; a pair of mismatching blades. Worn yet sturdy swords as far as they were visible. Dual wielding felt like an offensive choice to Linna. Double the cuts, sure, but she would rather have a spare hand or take a shield, should things get tense.

"Impressive, you sure know the element of surprise. Though I would have given them a chance to surrender, you know, most upstarts do have serious second thoughts seeing their friends die." Linna noted. Shifting to herself, she glanced behind to see a grizzled dwarf bickering with a bunch of drunks. "That one has quite the mouth, must be a dwarven talent, eh?" She pointed to Brimar.

"Anyways, I'm afraid my adventures are not as exciting as your own." Started Linna. She brushed a strand of hair from her face and continued. "I did have an encounter a similar group. They were inexperienced, but I didn't want to risk fighting them. Rather safe than sorry, right?" Some sand blew her way, prompting Linna to cover her eyes with her arm. "Didn't know whether I could take off or hold them off, and their chief wanted to roast me for dinner. So I started preaching to them about our lord and savior, next thing I knew, that same chief was shoving me away as fast as he could. Apparently 'holy books' gave him the runs."

The wind was picking up, a large swirl of dust was the source ahead. Brimar's elf companion was also yelling his pointy head off. "We should slow down, perhaps tell the others to find another route." Linna suggested. She unfolded her scarf and wrapped up her lower face.