Elder Scrolls V.5 OOC

[Sheogorath]

For the creation of your character, you have access to ten races. (You can ask me to let you play another, but it must be from the Elder Scrolls universe.)

The ten are:
-Altmer/High Elf
-Argonian
-Bosmer
-Breton
-Dunmer
-Imperial
-Khajiit
-Nord
-Orsimer/Orcs
-Redguard

Please add a description, including name and vital statistics, too.

Current Characters:

blindguy42
+ Vaninir (Nord Dragonborn)

• Steel Armor - Hauberk, Bracers, Greaves
  
• Iron Battleaxe
  

Mycrodeeth
+ Ilyssa (Breton Dragonborn)

• Superior Netch Leather Armor - Cuirass, Bracers, Greaves, Scarf
  
• Steel Smallsword
  
• Bow, Iron Arrows
  

+ Inigo (Khajiit)

• Leather Armor - Cuirass, Bracers, Greaves
  
• Imperial Shortsword
  
• Bow, Iron Arrows
  

+ Quells-the-Wind (Argonian Dragonborn)

• Iron Greatsword
  
• Banded Iron Armor - Hauberk, Bracers, Greaves, Helmet
  
• Spells: Firebolt, Lightning, Oakflesh, Healing
  

99luftballons
+ Do'krin (Khajiit Dragonborn)

• Iron Sword, x2
  
• Fur Armor - Cuirass, Bracers, Greaves
  

+ Inari (Khajiit)

Helsing
+ Thom (Breton Briarheart Dragonborn)

• Fur Armor - Cuirass, Bracers, Greaves, Hood
  
• Steel Mace
  
• Spells: Frostbite, Vine Grip, Ice Spike
  

[gaara]

Race: High elf
Name: valtyr of house Draco
Discription: a smallish tan skinned elf with grey eyes and a nack for thinking of lies on the spot likes to fight with magic that messes with people's minds and is also very good with other magic and enchanting he also likes to fight close combat with swords and his goal in life is to be the best magic user in the world. And have a the biggest trading empire in all of skyrim. His dad taught him a lot of dirty and clean tricks for business and trading. He mostly makes his money by playing cards whitch he is really good at.
His reasons he is In skyrim is that he has been kick out of his country because he was caught messing around with the kings sister.

[Flagmauth]

I'd be willing to help anyone who needs a character, as I've got several ideas based on my in-game characters...now to pick one, hmm...How many can we have, just the one? I have at least three different ideas that require two characters (one because one character is crazy and kept in line by his partner, one because they're twins, one because one part of them is a pahmar-raht and cannot speak, needing the other to translate for them)
A further note: Some possible things to consider on creation of a character is what you're doing in Skyrim in the first place and why you got picked up by Tullius' ambush.

[A Blind Guy]

ok here's my character.

Race: Nord
Name: Vaninir the blind

Description: a large, blonde haired, strongly built Nord with an eye patch on his left eye from a rescent skirmish with another archer.

skills: two-handed, archery, heavy armor.

alignment: imperial legion.

[Flagmauth]

So a one-handed and illusion guy (Valtyr), a two-handed using stereotype Nord (Hrodul, have I heard that name before?), Luft is making an assassin/serial killer.

This assuming all three of these are approved, anyhow.

[A Blind Guy]

I am not sure if you have heard the name before.

[gaara]

My character is more of the smarter talking type and not as much of a fighter so would I get a bonus with liying and and bartering and stuff like that from D.N.D?

[Flagmauth]

Yeah, that'd be the speech skill. Which lowers the value of my Breton thief, since one of the primary skills in that build is speech. 'cause Bretons like politics.

[gaara]

Sorry so are we going to be dragonborn?

[Flagmauth]

Yeah. That's the plan for the moment.

[gaara]

Are we approved or not?

[Flagmauth]

Not my decision; Sheo's the GM.

[gaara]

Well still are we approved or not?

[gaara]

Just edited my guy.

[Sheogorath]

The characters included thus far are fine (Although, if you want a fast-talking type character, a Dunmer probably isn't the best choice, just saying.) As for the question of two characters, I would allow it, but only one would be Dragonborn. (So the twins option would be out, unless they are fraternal twins.)

[gaara]

Okay just changed my dark elf to hight elf. I'm going to start posting on the game forum now.

[Flagmauth]

WARNING: The following is a metric asston of text. Viewer discretion is advised.


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Bzothan

Talos, Divines, all of these are superstitious drivel. Logic and reason are the only gods I want or need.

Full Name: Bzothan the (self-proclaimed) Final, Last of the Dwemer

Age: His race’s equivalent of mid-30s. I cannot seem to find a proper source for this so whatever.

Race: Dunmer. Convinced, however, that he is Dwemer, and the last of his kind left on Tamriel.

Gender: Male

Appearance: For a Dunmer, Bzothan is pretty damn huge and muscle-bound, comparable to Nords or Orcs in stature. His face is relatively short for an elf, and he maintains an immaculate ornamented goatee-style beard. His hair is shaggy and worn long.

Abilities: Probably one of the most knowledgeable people on Tamriel when it comes to the Dwemer; he’s not, however, a renowned researcher on account of...well, read the personality section. He’s also quite a proficient smith, owing to his attempts to replicate Dwemer metallurgical techniques, and relatively experienced with sword and shield, virtually a requirement for those encountering Dwemer automata regularly. He’s relatively okay with enchanting and alteration. He is not Dragonborn.

Equipment: Generic adventuring gear except for his steel armor, which he has attempted to mold in the Dwemer fashion. Except the Imperials took all this at Darkwater Crossing when they captured him for the crime of assaulting a soldier when he was called “dark elf.”

Personality: Typically gruff and aloof, as he doesn’t particularly care about anything not connected to his life goal of joining the Dwemer race. He’s actually highly intelligent and knows quite a bit, it’s just that he’s insane. For example, he’s capable of using Insane Troll Logic (Table Logic, to some of you) to justify his being a Dwemer, and he’s applied it to other things for his benefit as well. Generally he’s not someone people like being around; Bzothan believes that as a Dwemer he is naturally superior to even the Thalmor (which says a LOT) and isn’t terribly shy about saying as much. He also is not shy about dismissing anything whatsoever to do with the Aedra and Daedra as illogical superstition and proof of others’ inferiority. His view on the Civil War in Skyrim is that he doesn’t have a view; he was so absorbed in his Dwemerholic lifestyle that he completely missed the Civil War when it broke out; he doesn’t agree with one side over the other and thinks the whole issue is poppycock since it’s over Talos. In fact, his encounter with the prisoner escort was his first indication that there was a war on; he hadn’t spoken much to anyone or cared enough to listen that the entire way through the Rift he managed to not hear about it beyond casual conversation.

History: Once a Dwemer researcher and archaeologist. He developed a rather unhealthy obsession with the ancient society of the deep elves and, as his mental condition deteriorated, it became increasingly difficult to find expeditions he could join. Eventually he started delving into dangerous ruins on his own, fighting off automata with sword and shield before, through his crazed misinterpretation of some artifact or text, he concluded that he was in fact a Dwemer. He discarded his Dunmer name (which he has since refused to even say) and dedicated his life to rejoining his new “ancestors.” When Red Mountain erupted, it rendered a large portion of Dwemer ruins in Morrowind unreachable. In search of new dungeons, he struck out for Skyrim, aiming specifically for Markarth. However, at Darkwater Crossing he ran afoul of the Imperials escorting a group of Stormcloak prisoners. He was overpowered, had his arms and armor confiscated, and was thrown in with the other prisoners.

Occupation: Former archaeologist, currently attempting to find the rest of the Dwemer and/or join them.

Affiliation: True Neutral

Flaws: Insane: believes he’s a dwemer. Arrogant: believes that as a Dwemer he’s superior even to the Thalmor. Obsessed: with anything dwarven in general.

Tactics: Sword and board. Opens with an Alteration-based armor spell, then combines his sword with the enemy’s head. If they keep out of range he likes crossbows.

Notes: A secondary goal of his is to command Dwarven automata.



Ilyssa

I’m a seamstress, damn it, not a thief! I shouldn't have to put up with this!

Full Name: Ilyssa Volesse

Age: 22

Race: Breton

Gender: Female

Appearance: Slender almost to the point of malnutrition, with virtually no muscle mass. Pale, with straight dark brown hair typically pulled back into an unkempt ponytail and stringy side-swept bangs encroaching on her right eye. Her eyes are wide and bright green, lending her an appearance of innocence that has helped her out of more than one tight spot.

Abilities: Dragonborn. Also fairly adept at thievery, somewhat so at archery and alchemy as well, more or less out of necessity since she left Daggerfall. Prefers to solve problems with words rather than arrows as there’s less chance of her being horribly killed. Resorts to illusions on occasion, but she prefers to avoid using magic.

Equipment: Currently nothing, courtesy of the Imperials.

Personality: Sides more or less with the Imperials, largely because she’s young enough to not remember when Talos was widely accepted, believes the Stormcloaks to be murderers but isn’t stupid enough to say so to their faces. Lapses into sarcasm whenever she gets the opportunity, but not when it’ll get her into trouble. She has a bit of a problem accepting responsibility; to her, nothing’s ever her fault, to the point where she simply goes into denial when confronted about her stealing. If you listen to her, the reason she was forced out of High Rock and later Cyrodiil was because of corrupt guards, framing, anything but the fact that she’s simply a petty thief. As such she’s somewhat bitter towards the Divines in general and no longer particularly worships them, leaning more towards Nocturnal (though she insists it’s not because she’s a thief but rather because Nocturnal is the Daedric Prince of luck)

History: Worked as a seamstress in Daggerfall, though her lust for gold and quick fingers eventually got her in serious trouble with the authorities. She had to escape the city and travel across High Rock dodging guards (at least one bounty hunter too) and surviving via thievery and alchemy. After a brief detour into Hammerfell and then Cyrodiil, she went north into Skyrim, more or less safely. In Darkwater, she ran into Ulfric’s little group early on and was in the process of convincing them she wasn’t an Imperial agent when the ambush hit. Despite her protests she was thrown into the carts with the rest of the Stormcloaks and knocked unconscious when she refused to stop trying to talk her way out of the situation.

Occupation: Former seamstress, currently a freelance alchemist and a thief.

Affiliation: Chaotic Neutral

Flaws: Frail: if she is forced into melee she cannot take a hit. Weak: nor, really, can she give much of a fight with a melee weapon. Greedy: her desire for gold practically runs her life by this point.

Tactics: Almost exclusively uses a shortbow, the better to stay the hell away from the pointy ends of enemy swords. If possible she’ll try and negotiate her way out of situations, and if that’s obviously not going to work she’ll try to stay hidden and snipe.

Notes: Prefers to wear fancier clothes if she can obtain them; she was, after all, a seamstress and status means something to a Breton.

[gaara]

Wow that post is big! and it made me go back and change somethings on my guy.

[Flagmauth]

Wow that post is big! and it made me go back and change somethings on my guy.

    

[A Blind Guy]

are we bound at all, chains, cuffs, etc?

[Flagmauth]

I would assume hands tied together in front as in the game. Really it's up to Sheo.

[Sheogorath]

Yep, pretty much. Hands are bound by rope in front. Oh, and before you try anything, (as in the game) you were stripped of any and all personal possessions.

[Flagmauth]

Um. Are my character approved then?   

[Sagansoul001]

Race: Argonian

Name: Rees-Haat

Description: a light green scaled and green eyed Argonian. About five feet tall, sharp claws, and sharp teeth.

Skills:healing, one handed dagger combat, fluent in all known languages.

Alignment: Neutral

Criminal History: caught stealing medical herbs from a Medicean man, charges waved due to the use of the stolen herbs to heal a sick child with Medicean man's assistance.

Family History: both parents are known thieves and are currently living out a life sentence. Have not been visited by Rees-Haat.

[Flagmauth]

After the capture of Ulfric Stormcloak, Jarl of Windhelm, General Tullius worked his way to Helgen, to execute the man for his crime of killing High king Torygg. Along the way, he also capture several other suspicious people. You all awaken to the jostling of a bumpy road, and a voice.

"Hey, you lot, finally awake."

(Character Creation is in the OOC. Please create a character before posting.)

So, after being about to criticize Sagan for posting before Sheo approved Rees, I then noticed this.

Right, I'll go post myself then.

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