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Gromjunar shivered a bit as he stepped over the hearth. Even as a Nord, he didn't enjoy the cold. Unstrapping his greatsword and removing his bow, he stepped into the warmth of the fire. A young Redguard woman rushed over to him, but he quickly waved her away, "Just need to rest a minute." He...
"Well Captain," piped Lysandre. "It was originally just me. But I see I've attracted unwanted attention. Apologies" he smiled disarmingly again. "I was however, hoping to take you up on that drink. If you don't mind." He looked around at the others. "But I see you've others to deal with at the...
Of course, Lysandre already had a story on his tongue should the inevitable happen and he should draw attention. What he did not expect, was an angry cat shoving everyone out of the way and bnging on the captain's door. Lysandre had seen him coming and could have easily avoided him, but he...
"Haven't been on the ship for three hours and already regret it." Lysandre whispered as he nonchalantly walked around the lower deck. He found an unmanned cannon and placed his clothes satchel in an empty crate. He inspected the ugly machine for any signs of what could lead to malfunction...
Lysandre was about to knock on the door of the Captain's quarters, but upon hearing voices, he stopped. The Ghost leaned against the frame and quietly listened.
"So how'd you get that hair? It's quite extraordinary. I've never seen anything quite like it before, and I've seen my fair share of...
I went ahead and simplified the part where Lysandre gets his orders. I didn't only want to post about him going to get the (I hate really short posts). Deel free to take control of my character should you want to elaborate more on the meeting. Lysandre is very polite to positions of authority...
Lysandre nodded at the captain's orders. Making his way through the crowd, he located the First Mate, who was bust directing crew members to their posts and storage area. Lysandre walked up to the man and grunted. "I was told to come see you for orders, sir." He thrust his hand out. "Lysandre...
When the woman had eyed him hesitantly, Lysandre assumed she wouldn't tell him what he needed. She mumbled that his name was Alex and averted her attention.
The man in question was already walking towards them. He spoke briefly to the woman about her not recieving any trouble from the crew and...
Yeah. I've read up ok a lot of lore about the Khajiit. I know Zenithar isn't part of their pantheon. The whole "what is not bring used is up for grabs" is an awkward, but understandable concept when you take into account the Khajiiti way of life.
That's what had me confused il about how to go...
Perhaps the name of the build should be changed from "knight." He's not really a priest either. Just a rogue that follows Zenithar as his patron. The race/Divine pairs are mostly just what I would enjoy, not "which race would be a better worshipper of what divine. .Though here's what I've come...
I'm attempting to make a set of "knights" that each worship a different Divine and fight for their ideals. I'm trying to use each race (save orcs). I've decided that the Knight of Zenithar would be a Khajiit. Yes, I know that Zenithar isn't part of their pantheon, but it was honestly just...
Lysandre mingled a bit, listening to the many conversations taking place. He frowned a bit when an important looking man addressed the crowd about a couple of women joining their ranks. 'Women?' He thought. He gave a quick glance around at the others. They didn't seem too happy about it. They...
"What will we name her?"
"Hmmm.... How about.. Viola?"
"Wasn't that your mother's name?"
Lysandre shrugged. "So I've heard. I wouldn't really know. Mother was a..." He stopped at Genevieve's stern look. "I just like the name."
The new mother smiled and turned her gazed back to the bundle in her...
Alright. Here's the CC you've been waiting on. If you find it not to your liking, I can easily adapt it to suit whatever you need. As of now, I've no intentions of adding any of the characters in his past, at least not without permission. It's simply a backstory to flesh him out a bit more...
The blade missed Athramz by mere millimeters, and only because the ash had given way when the Dwemer stepped back, flooring him.
Windcaller did not let up. He swung the black blade down in a viscious arc. Athramz rolled left to avoid it. He leapt to his feet and in belted his hammer.
Black and...
What tends to turn me off about staves are (this'll sound stupid) the way they're used. First off, your character holds them as if they are swords. When I imagine holding a staff, I imagine you proudly standing with the staff erect and upright, resting the butt on the ground. Hell I also imagine...
I probably would make silver versions of different weapon types instead of just swords. I really like the paladin style gameplay. And a steel mace would be awesome.
Of like to make clothes that could fit over your armor. Sort of like Tabards from WoW. We've all seen movies that feature knights...
Athramz's helmet did little to guard his eyes from the ash storm. His lungs filled with soot and his throat soon became sore. After all his planning and preperation, he had let slip the simplest necessity: a guard for the ash.
He Dwemer continued in what he assumed was West, hoping to stumble...