That1Guy

Knowing the truth. Horror/Fantasy

For anyone keeping an eye on this thread, due to unforseen problems my posting is going to be slow, normally no more than a post or two a day. I am however still willing to do this. if those still interested would please pm me that would be great. If you already have a character idea place it and any other ideas in your pm please.

Knowing the truth. Horror/Fantasy

Set the mood

Down, Deep down, farther down than one would ever think life could ever go lies a fortress, the largest underground city the world has ever known. You came here like many others have, and many more will after you. Your reasons and way of arrival are your own, and you have no reason to share them, but these ruins have a way of getting to people, digging into their minds and bodies and ripping out only the worst humanity has to offer, whatever your reason for arrival, be careful, not everything is as it seems, leave behind your perceptions of reality and preconceived notions of good and evil, for this place has no care for what you think.

I came here seeking a cure, people say that those who dwelled here before had many of those, the creators they call them. My village is... was sick, I came to this godforasken place to help them, I should have died alongside them, the pain would be much more bearable than being here a second longer.

I came here for wealth, I was tired of being poor, and I grew up hearing stories of THAT place, how none went hungry, how all had places to sleep and poverty was but a myth, I now wish I had starved. Leave now if wealth is your wish, for while there is much of it to be had here, none of it will help you escape.

I came here for solitude, to be left alone by those I deemed unworthy, those who I thought hated me, now I would do anything for the touch of a single living being, to be talked to, to know the warmth of another before the darkness overtakes all.

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Idea here for a small group roleplay, a sort of survival horror type thing in a fantasy setting. Each of the characters are attracted to this place for one reason or another, be it noble or selfish, but quickly find that while what they search for is there, escape and survival is a more pressing concern. Perhaps they team up, perhaps they go alone, tearing through anybody in their way, but all share the same goal in the end, survive.

The easiest comparison for me would be the underwater city of BIOSHOCK from the game of the same name. A once lovely and dreamlike utopia where anything is possible, turned hellscape. Still working on a few things so questions are welcome, if enough interest is shown I will make an OOC, also I seem to have trouble trying to run these things, so somebody who has experience in things like that is very welcome for any advice that they might deem helpful.

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Interested and have a possible idea for a character already.

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Question @Dervish or @MacabreFox @Leidenschaft

In oblivion, detect life spells extend to almost anything with and even without a heartbeat ( undead ) Is this something that will be attached to the rp, or will detect life be effective on only living beings?

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Zevran the Enchanter and Igor the owl

Name: Zevran Penaire
Race: Breton
Sex: Male
Age: 20
Birthsign: The Atronach
Family Origins: His family seemed to crop up out of nowhere, rising on the success of a grandfather now lost to time. With enough influence on trade to gain riches, but not enough to become anything of true importance, they were stuck in a safe zone somewhere in the middle. As long as nobody did anything stupid nobody had problems with them, they had little effect on anything but the caravans and such they controlled, and floated healthily on the profit that came from it.

Family and Associations:
Father: Quiet and stone hearted, Dunard Penaire runs the business almost entirely alone, leaving him secluded from his wife and four children. Needless to say Zevran has his own opinions about his father, but nevertheless respects his devotion to his work. Dunard rarely has anything to do with his own children other than his eldest, and even then treats them more like associates or coworkers rather than children.

Mother: Lysabyth Penaire takes care of the family, though with three children studying magic and one shut away preparing to take over the family business, she is often also left alone for great amounts of time, but can always count on her youngest son Zevran to cheer her up. An optimistic woman that seems to run off the energy of others. Zevran sometimes wonders why she married his father, as they seem to have completely opposite personalities. Lysabyth is terrified for her son, but puts her complete trust in him that he will one day return to her. She has always supported anything he chose to do, and was the one who led him to his former teachers.

Oldest brother: Agrane Penaire is 25 and sometimes works with his father, but often works alone as well, studying everything from trade, to the many cultures that he would be dealing with when he takes his father's position. He pushes his siblings to work and do their best, though it can often come across as crude, as he rarely sugar coats anything when it comes to family matters. Zevran avoids his older brother as much as possible, both to stay out of the way, and avoid the constant rants he starts whenever Zevran is around. Agrane thinks little of Zevran and his desire for adventure, and thinks his studies abroad a waste of time and resources.

The Twins: Lysolda and Lysona Penaire are curious young women, almost never separating from each other even from birth, and now with them both at the ages of 17 and studying magic, they act even stranger. Rarely studying and instead going along on their natural talent, the twin mages often tease their older brother Zevran, both for his birth sign and anything else they can happen to think of. The Twins are the definition of troublemakers. They could care less about their brother's adventures until something profitable and fun comes of it that they could take advantage of.

The Teacher: Agrus Erviie is an old man, officially a magic teacher, but unofficially retired. He was skeptical at first when Lysabyth Penaire brought her son to him, but quickly grew impressed with the young man's determination if nothing else. He did his best, doing what he could for Zevran and teaching him what he could before the young man decided to learn elsewhere, suddenly disappearing from his hometown without saying goodbye.

Appearance:

Just under avrage height for a Breton, with fair and soft unblemished skin. His hair is short and often styled, the color a plantinum blonde. His eyes a striking blue. Never seen without his layered blue robes or his snow owl Igor.

Igor is the perfect example of a snow owl who has been overly spoiled. Perfect white feathers always where they should be, an almost snooty look in it's always observing eyes and a small metal collar hanging around it's neck that gently glitters with a minor detect life enchantment.

Equipment: Steel shortsword, elven dagger, thin iron chainmail shirt.
Misc. Possessions: Enough preserved food for two days consisting mostly of dried fruits and meats, thee water skins, Preserved rodent meat ( for the owl ) Basic enchanting supplies, very basic alchemy supplies. A sizable jar of honey to fuel his addiction.
Favoured Skills:
Highly proficient: Enchanting / Alchemy
Somewhat proficient:Destruction / Alteration / Mysticism

Spell List:

Mysticism: Major life detection / Remote manipulation / Soul Trap / Dispel Other
Alteration: Oakflesh
Destruction: Hail Flare ( oblivion apprentice spell, 15 pts fire dmg 10 pts frost dmg )
Magika Drain (oblivion spell, drain 30 pts magika on touch )
History:

Born to a fairly well off family, he never took to the normal mage life or even the normality of everyday. He instead enjoyed learning about magic and experimenting where he could, this is where his love of enchanting came from. When he was 10 he began taking lessons from the nearby mages guild. His lessons spanned multiple schools of magic, but his favorite by far was enchanting due to the freedom it gave him.

Him being under the sign of the atronach indeed made things difficult for him, influencing mood and often making bad moods worse. He came to fix this problem though alchemy, using magika potions as pick me ups, and using drain magika spells whenever he could, especially in combat when he could rely on getting close to his targets, or not worry about his allies running out of, or needing magika.

For years he learned, distancing himself from everybody In his family save his mother, until eventually one day he disappeared entirely, stealing gold and several needed supplies from home, including his father's elven dagger. He travelled for a good time, picking up a trick or two where he could and immersing himself in the libraries of any mage college he could wriggle his way into, only spending a month or two at the most in any college he came across.

As his 20th birthday approached, he travelled skyrim, following rumors and tales of a necromancer hidden away near a dwemer ruin, studying a mixture of the nearby animals and the dwemer automatons, possibly in hopes of applying such technology in some way to his experiments. The meeting went poorly, Zevran only surviving due to his skill with remote manipulation spells, unlocking a cage from a distance and watching the mage get torn apart by one of the animals he had been experimenting on. This is where he met Igor, when the owl never stopped following him. Zevran could only imagine the bird had been the pet of a previous adventurer who had come across the rouge mage, and had not been quite as lucky as he.

Igor quickly became inseperable, keeping Zevran company and even proving her intelligence by delivering letters and other small objects, remembering faces and proving an invaluable night guard, especially with the enchanted collar that Zevran worked weeks on perfecting, or at least putting into working order. Nothing escapes Igor's hawklike gaze, especially Zevran, who she protects as if he were her own.

Eventually he heard of an archeological expedition, he quickly became obsessed with learning about these dwemer, everything from their culture to how they created their automatons and fueled their cities. He hopes to make himself useful however he can, even if combat is not his strongpoint.
Personality:

A decently studied young man, if a bit naïve and starry eyed and still learning when it comes to life. His optimism and hope for the future guide his every step, and his past experiences guard them. Outwardly he interacts little with others, hating large groups and instead putting his trust into a select few. To those people that he gets along with he is easily exited, and does his best to keep them happy much the way he did for his mother.

Sometimes he seems to have issues with depression and overthinking things, and will regularly fall into slumps where he has little inspiration and will to do much of anything. He tries to choose his words carefully, but will often get carried away, sometimes saying things he does not intend and afterward locking himself away or worrying himself to death what others think of him. His only consolation during these moments are Igor, who keeps closer than normal during these times, and always stays with him until he works things out.

Outwardly and in social situations, he tries to keep a clean expression and study his surroundings, he can often be seen studying every tiny detail in any new room he arrives in, as if already planning an escape from something. A surprising amount of things make him happy, honey and sweets being the main object of his love aside from Igor.
People who listen to him, or at the very least deal with him with a bit of patience, often can expect him to try to repay their kindness with gifts, anything from potions to offers for enchantments, if they can supply him with the things needed that is.

Alright, try #2 @Dervish

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@Dervish

Any spesific sites I should check out?

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@Dervish will get some work done with my character tomorrow, mind if I ask for some help tomorrow with that? Been way too long since I have delved this deep into character creation, but this group interests me greatly. So yea, I will be honest, I someties have trouble with the details, family names, city, really my only reason for having my CS so bare is that I have little commited to memory whn it comes to ES lore and such, memory problems ya know.

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Too bad i'm bad at social interaction, good thing I'm just enjoying reading all this lol.

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Zevran the Enchanter and Igor the owl

Name: Zevran
Race: Breton
Sex: Male
Age: 20
Birthsign: The Atronach
Family Origins: Born to a fairly rich family in High Rock, he ignored everything save his studies, watching from a distance as his brothers and sisters led on with their boring lives. His family was above average, but not nearly powerful enough to be of any political or social concern.
Appearance:

Just under avrage height for a Breton, with fair and soft unblemished skin. His hair is short and often styled, the color a plantinum blonde. His eyes a striking blue. Never seen without his layered blue robes or his snow owl Igor.

Igor is the perfect example of a snow owl who has been overly spoiled. Perfect white feathers always where they should be, an almost snooty look in it's always observing eyes and a small metal collar hanging around it's neck that gently glitters with a minor detect life enchantment.

Equipment: Silver shortsword, silver dagger, thin iron chainmail shirt.
Misc. Possessions: Enough preserved food for two days consisting mostly of dried fruits and meats, thee water skins, Preserved rodent meat ( for the owl ) Basic enchanting supplies, very basic alchemy supplies. A sizable jar of honey to fuel his addiction.
Favoured Skills:
Highly proficient: Enchanting / Alchemy
Somewhat proficient:Destruction / Alteration / Mysticism

Spell List:

Mysticism: Major life detection / Remote manipulation / Soul Trap / Dispel Other
Alteration: Oakflesh
Destruction: Hail Flare ( oblivion apprentice spell, 15 pts fire dmg 10 pts frost dmg )
Magika Drain (oblivion spell, drain 30 pts magika on touch )
History: Born to a fairly well off family, he never took to the normal mage life or even the normality of everyday. He instead enjoyed learning about magic and experimenting where he could, this is where his love of enchanting came from. When he was 10 he began taking lessons from the nearby mages guild. His lessons spanned multiple schools of magic, but his favorite by far was enchanting due to the freedom it gave him. Him being born under the sign of the Atronach seemed to make no difference, for his enthusiasm for magic led him to fix his problem with drain magika spells and magika potions.

For years he learned, distancing himself from his family unil he eventually stopped concerning himself with them all together. He spent 3 years of his life traveling, and met his new freind Igor in skyrim, where a necromancer had been experimenting on animals, with a bit of luck and a lot of magic he deeated the man and freed his captives. After a lot traveling alone He eventually found his way into the ranks of the dwemer dig site, and cannot wait for his chance to learn about the extinct peoples and their magic.
Personality:Often quiet and keeps to himself, but persistence and a bit of honey wil often force him to open up, showing a young man with a love for the unknown and a crippling addiction to honey. As well as getting to know him, if one gets on his good side they can expect to be repayed in the results of his experiments, though without a proper workstation he can only do so much.

There is very little he dislikes, though if something were to be named it would be needless smalltalk, smoking and coffee, or really anything bitter. His experiments often concern alchemy or enchanting, but ever since he arrived at the dig site he put himself to work providing what he could to help, everything from minor enchantments to potions that provided resistance or healing. While he would very much enjoy exploring the ruin, he very much understands that his strength does not rely on combat, but the support of his freinds where he can.

Putting this for now, not sure how I feel about it.

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Neding to use a tablet for now, so typing on my end will be slow. Gonna continue to work on my cs whenever possible.