Tunks

Hi!

Good luck and welcome! I'm sure you'll fit in just fine here. Give it time and you'll improve your writing skills and will probably be an advanced roleplayer before you even know it.

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Raddum said
I've just been thinking of mine since I first saw the interest check, I just finally was able to type it out yesterday, though I had to do the bio this morning. x3I like putting a lot of thought into my characters, so they are real, and ones I like enough to use again. I'm hoping Elroneth will be one of those characters, though I can never be sure until the RP takes place. :p

I've always been more into letting my character develop through story and plot, so my CS's always kind of lack. Everyone has their own way of doing things though. Haha

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Martox Orihime

NAME
Martox Orihime

GENDER
Male

RACE
Breton

AGE
24

PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION

SPECIAL ABILITIES
Talented archer, skilled assassin, and proficient destruction/illusion(can cast silent spells) magic user with use of lower level healing spells.

PERSONALITY
Mysterious, Martox is quiet and often keeps to himself. He doesn't like to give much away about himself and often holds a grudge against anyone that rubs up against him in the wrong way. He's also quite intelligent, being able to make quick decisions and decoding messages/solve problems quicker than the average being. He is highly confident in what he does, which makes him appear cocky to most beings he encounters. But, because of his confidence, he gets easily upset by stupidity or errors he makes when making decisions. Because of his past, Martox tries not to create close ties to other beings.

BIOGRAPHY
Martox, unlike most Bretons, was born in Morrowind, Solstheim to be exact. There, he was orphaned when mercenaries, hired by Mogrul, killed his parents over a loan they couldn’t pay back on time. However, they took what little money they had collected, and sent Martox off to Skyrim to live out his life. Spending the majority of his younger years in Riften at the orphanage, he fled when he felt he was old enough, around 12, to survive on his own. But he didn’t get very far before almost certain death was faced at him in the form of a troll. Just before the troll was to deliver the killing blow, an arrow burst through its skull, spraying blood and brain matter over Martox. A wanderer in a black uniform with a bow came near him, before blacking out moments later.
The man that saved him went by the name of Dahrk, a seasoned member of the Dark Brotherhood. Dahrk argued for Martox to be taken in by the organization, and eventually he got it approved. Dahrk was a skilled marksmen and taught Martox all he knew, along with other skills anyone learned naturally while being a part of the Dark Brotherhood. Also in the Dark Brotherhood was a skilled mage, who, because of Martox’s race, taught Martox all he could teach him about the art of magicka. Martox quickly learned destruction magic, and after reading about illusion magic, and how it could be used to make spells silent. Many years of rigorous training, in marksmanship, magicka, and general assassination skills, Martox started taking his own contracts at the age of 18. By 22 he was revered in the Dark Brotherhood, and feared by citizens, as an expert assassin, completing any contract that came to his attention to near perfection. But Martox had higher aspirations for himself, so he left the Brotherhood by 23 to travel all of Tameriel, going first to Solstheim to finish business with Mogrul.
Once in Solstheim, Martox quickly found Mogrul, now an old and sick man sitting on his death bed. And Martox was determined that he would die in that bed. Martox dispatched Mogrul’s bodyguards and protectors with ease in the middle of the night, where he then went up to Mogrul himself and put his hand around his throat. When Mogrul woke with a jolt, he asked Martox, “Who are you? Why are you here? What are you doing?” When Martox tightened his grip he responded, “Remember the Orihime family? This is revenge.” Mogrul grabbed Martox’s wrist and let out a slight cry, “My son… My son.” That’s when Martox noticed a small baby carriage in the corner, and remembered how it was for him to grow up without parents. But only a smirk crossed his face, as he tightened his grip on Mogrul’s throat and until he no longer struggled. The only thought Martox had been that now that the revenge was full circle. Martox then traveled to Cyrodill, completing odd jobs of mostly assassinations, burglaries, and fishing jobs to make enough coin to keep eating and living from inn-to-inn. Only a few months in to his 24th year, he was arrested for conspiring with the Aldmeri Dominion. He put up little fight, for fear of being killed on the spot instead of finding a good chance to escape somewhere down the road.

EQUIPMENT
Imperial Bow, 28 steel arrows,(taken from the dead Imperials) 4 lockpicks, an iron dagger, two health potions and two mana potions, he is also wearing leather armor.

SKILLS & WEAKNESSES
Very skilled in hand-to-hand combat, very quick and acrobatic, above adequate with daggers, and he is expert in picking locks and locating traps(very light on his feet). Also can detect poisons and create low-level poisons using natural ingredients.
He is weak to mistakes, being almost a perfectionist, any small mistake will haunt him and make him suffer more until he gets time to sit alone and think about it in detail. He also has a small fascination with scrolls and personal journals and will try his best to collect every single one he crosses, even though he only reads the journals and never uses the scrolls.

OTHER INFORMATION
Martox will hold grudges for a long time, and almost always try to get revenge, but he’ll never doing anything worse than whatever the person who wronged him did.

Man. After reading Raddum's, mine sure does feel insignificant.

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Shoryu said
I'm under the impression that we only recently escaped captivity... unless we're playing it like we've been together a while after escaping and have acquired some fresh equipment since being stripped and strapped.Also, I don't think destruction magic 'can' be 'silent'

That's what I figured, but I wasn't sure if we were gonna say like... We quickly grabbed out stuff back from our captors or something, haha.

As for the silent magic, it's in TES V: Skyrim, under Illusion magic, "Cast Silent Spells." And it goes for Destruction as well, I've missed quite a few shots without getting noticed.

I'll pm him it, sorry. Last time I was here, PMing people CS's never/rarely happened. Just something new to get used to I suppose.

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My Character Sheet

NAME
Martox Orihime

GENDER
Male

RACE
Dark Elf

AGE
24

PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION


SPECIAL ABILITIES
Talented archer, skilled assassin, and proficient destruction/illusion(can cast silent spells) magic user with use of lower level healing spells.

PERSONALITY
Mysterious, Martox is quiet and often keeps to himself. He doesn't like to give much away about himself and often holds a grudge against anyone that rubs up against him in the wrong way. He's also quite intelligent, being able to make quick decisions and decoding messages/solve problems quicker than the average being. He is highly confident in what he does, which makes him appear cocky to most beings he encounters. But, because of his confidence, he gets easily upset by stupidity or errors he makes when making decisions. Because of his past, Martox tries not to create close ties to other beings.

BIOGRAPHY
Martox, like most Dumner, was born in Morrowind, Solstheim to be exact. There, he was orphaned when mercenaries, hired by Mogrul, killed his parents over a loan they couldn’t pay back on time. However, they took what little money they had collected, and sent Martox off to Skyrim to live out his life. Spending the majority of his younger years in Riften at the orphanage, he fled when he felt he was old enough, around 12, to survive on his own. But he didn’t get very far before almost certain death was faced at him in the form of a troll. Just before the troll was to deliver the killing blow, an arrow burst through its skull, spraying blood and brain matter over Martox. A wanderer in a black uniform with a bow came near him, before blacking out moments later.
The man that saved him went by the name of Dahrk, a seasoned member of the Dark Brotherhood. Dahrk argued for Martox to be taken in by the organization, and eventually he got it approved. Dahrk was a skilled marksmen and taught Martox all he knew, along with other skills anyone learned naturally while being a part of the Dark Brotherhood. Also in the Dark Brotherhood was a skilled mage, who, because of Martox’s race, taught Martox all he could teach him about the art of magicka. Martox quickly learned destruction magic, and after reading about illusion magic, and how it could be used to make spells silent. Many years of rigorous training, in marksmanship, magicka, and general assassination skills, Martox started taking his own contracts at the age of 18. By 22 he was revered in the Dark Brotherhood, and feared by citizens, as an expert assassin, completing any contract that came to his attention to near perfection. But Martox had higher aspirations for himself, so he left the Brotherhood by 23 to travel all of Tameriel, going first to Solstheim to finish business with Mogrul.
Once in Solstheim, Martox quickly found Mogrul, now an old and sick man sitting on his death bed. And Martox was determined that he would die in that bed. Martox dispatched Mogrul’s bodyguards and protectors with ease in the middle of the night, where he then went up to Mogrul himself and put his hand around his throat. When Mogrul woke with a jolt, he asked Martox, “Who are you? Why are you here? What are you doing?” When Martox tightened his grip he responded, “Remember the Orihime family? This is revenge.” Mogrul grabbed Martox’s wrist and let out a slight cry, “My son… My son.” That’s when Martox noticed a small baby carriage in the corner, and remembered how it was for him to grow up without parents. But only a smirk crossed his face, as he tightened his grip on Mogrul’s throat and until he no longer struggled. The only thought Martox had been that now that the revenge was full circle. Martox then traveled to Cyrodill, completing odd jobs of mostly assassinations, burglaries, and fishing jobs to make enough coin to keep eating and living from inn-to-inn. Only a few months in to his 24th year, he was arrested for conspiring with the Aldmeri Dominion. He put up little fight, for fear of being killed on the spot instead of finding a good chance to escape somewhere down the road.

EQUIPMENT

SKILLS & WEAKNESSES
Very skilled in hand-to-hand combat, very quick and acrobatic, above adequate with daggers, and he is expert in picking locks and locating traps(very light on his feet). Also can detect poisons and create low-level poisons using natural ingredients.
He is weak to mistakes, being almost a perfectionist, any small mistake will haunt him and make him suffer more until he gets time to sit alone and think about it in detail. He also has a small fascination with scrolls and personal journals and will try his best to collect every single one he crosses, even though he only reads the journals and never uses the scrolls.

OTHER INFORMATION
Martox will hold grudges for a long time, and almost always try to get revenge, but he’ll never doing anything worse than whatever the person who wronged him did.

Hoping this is good enough. I don't have my equipment filed right now, but I will once my previous question is answered.

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My CS is almost done, but I am curious as to what type of equipment we are allowed to have. Should we go all have really low leveled equipment (Iron/Steel swords, Hunters Bow, leather armor, fur armor, etc) Or are we allowed to go a little higher level? (Not ridiculous like ebony everything or glass everything, but maybe orcish or elven) I'm just curious as to what our limits are when it comes to that is all.

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WitchChild said
I am....uhm....Lungs...

I'm.... Diaphragm.

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I'm making up a CS right now, but I'm not at my laptop, so I don't have all the stuff I've been working on in front of me. Just so you know, I'm working on a Dumner Assassin(uses bows and silent destruction magic). If you want me to switch to one handed swords that'll be fine.

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My main question for this is, are we going with that the Dragonborn helped the Legion, or the Stormcloaks? Because if we go with the Stormcloaks, then the characters could always use Skyrim as destination point, since that's where they'd be most safe or something. Just an idea, and a general question I have. Otherwise, I think I'm interested in this.

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Name: Markus Griffin

Hero/Villain name: Cycle (Pronounced Sickle, like Ice Cycle)

Age: 20

Race: Unsure

Alias: N/A

Appearance:

Powers: Controlling/Creating ice.

Power Limits: Can only create 20 feet worth of ice at any time, if he does make more than 20 feet he quickly gets light headed and has the potential to slip into unconsciousness or even die. This does not account for if there is ice in the area that he uses to control. (i.e. Ice on a lake can be used without affecting his 20 feet limit)

Skills: Very acrobatic and light on his feet, trained in Judo, Jujitsu, and lightly trained in Russian Systema. Proficient in parkour/free-running, very good at making snap decisions and getting out of sticky situations.

Weapons: Eight throwing knives, two tomahawks, two smoke grenades, and one short sword.

Gear: A sling backpack in which he keeps a zippo lighter, his cigarettes, a small grappling hook, and some medical supplies such as bandages, medical tape, and a tourniquet.

Personality: Prefers sneaking to open fighting, but certainly doesn't mind a good battle once in a while. Tends to be more quiet, often thinking about what to say to try and ensure everyone stays calm and collected. He's an introvert, prefers solitude over group meetings or parties, though he will dabble when the mood strikes him. Very confident in his skills, but this causes him much distress when he does make a mistake, which typically leads him to staying alone for undetermined time in a room evaluating what went wrong and how.

Background: Cycle doesn't remember much before he was 18. He only remembers bits and pieces, which come about as flashes of him strapped to a wheelchair in white halls, with figures in white all around him. His main goal, and what he hopes to figure out in the long run, is what happened to him and why he can't remember anything but those moments of flashbacks. When Cycle did wake up with his 'amnesia' he instinctively knew how to fight, and use his powers to a minimum, which he has improved his ability to use over the years, but still has much to learn. While Cycle doesn't exactly know what side he fits into, he believes that both sides are fighting for something that right.

Other: His background will develop as the story goes on.

I'm not exactly sure what each side is, so I didn't pick a faction. Since the only faction with a description is SHARD, and Cycle can't exactly fit into that since he has powers, I'm just not sure what to pick. While Titans description is obvious, I'm really only curious as to what Sentinels exactly are. If someone could fill me in, I could make my decision and really finish this character sheet.

It's been about two years since I've made one of these, so if you see anything that could be improved/should be changed, please feel free to critique it.