I would love to join this RP. Although I am new to these forums, I have experience roleplaying and am very active online (so you won't get stuck waiting for me to reply). My character is a bard/reluctant Redguard warrior who I am sure would be quite interesting company on a long journey.
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Name: Farthlion
Class: Bard/Warrior
Race: Redguard
Gender: Male
Age: 26
Height: 6'6''
Day of Birth: 22 of Last Seed, 4E 172
Birthplace: Dragonstar, Hammerfell
Marital Status: Single
Traits: He is an excellent blacksmith and negotiator, he does not judge anyone until he gets to know them, he dislikes violence, and he is a very friendly person.
Flaws: His hands are deeply calloused and often blistered, he has several burn scars from bad experiences at the forge, he can be cowardly and avoid confrontation, he is obsessed with making any armor or weapons of his creation perfect, and his philosophy to fight with words and not swords can be quite annoying to those who love to fight.
Alliances: While Farthlion doesn't like to be outspoken about who he supports and who he does not (he is a firm believer of freedom of opinion and respects others), his first family is the Bards College, and his second is the Imperial Army. The first being his home and those who took him in as a young man, and the latter being many of his friends who he has crafted and repaired weapons and armor for.
Weapons: Farthlion always prefers to use speech as a weapon first, then his swords. He is skilled in using his words, preferring to use them to keep matters peaceful rather than intimidate or start fights. Farthlion can also wield a sword well, keeping his own handmade piece at his hip at all times.
Description: Farthlion is towering Redguard who has dark skin and black hair. His hair is short and falls to his neck in a cornrows style. He has dark brown eyes and slight stubble around his mouth which goes down to his chin. He is a very healthy male, having the stamina and strength to to handle larger weapons and be able to hammer materials with great ease at a weapon forge. His muscular appearance matches that of the typical Redguard, but not as pronounced in the chest and abdomen, as he can be rather lazy at times. As a Redguard, his muscles are natural and it would take a great deal of laziness to negate their appearance. When knowing he will be fighting, he often paints red dashes under his eyes, a trait taken up from his father. Farthlion is often seen in scaled horn armor, fur boots, and magically enhanced gloves. He prefers not to wear any headgear unless necessary, feeling as if it messes up his concentration rather than narrow it.
Personality: As explained before, Farthlion prefers not to fight, and is an oddity - a peaceful Redguard. He seems intimidating at a first glance, but once spoken to he becomes a calm and positive presence in the room who would only hurt a fly if the fly was threatening to kill someone. Farthlion is one to see humor in all things, and enjoys the company of others as well as his own solitude. He can be quite cowardly when it comes to violent confrontation, and only will draw a weapon in defense.
Background: Farthlion was born in Dragonstar in Hammerfell to a family of warriors. He was trained at a young age to handle one handed swords and to forge his own metal. Much to his family's disappointment, he disliked the idea of violence with a sword, and instead focused his early years on mastering smithing, reading books about how orcs would smith their own weapons with so much emotion and effort, he yearned to do the same. His parents had attempted to unlock his love for fighting, as they knew it was in his blood (he was a Redguard), but he did not embrace it with the same feelings as they did.
Many of his nights were spent at the weapon forge for Farthlion in his youth. One of these nights, when he was 17, he was approached by a violent Redguard who wanted a fight. Farthlion managed to calm him down, and upon asking what was wrong, the violent Redguard began shouting his story in anger. His parents had heard the disturbance and rush to protect their son, killing the Redguard without question as soon as they saw him. Farthlion was shocked and disturbed by their actions, telling them that the Redguard meant no harm to him and that violence wasn't the answer. His father grew angry at this, pent up frustration spewing out as he demanded Farthlion either fight or leave Hammerfell, for he was no Redguard without a thirst for blood.
His son then left in silence, crossing the treacherous border into Skyrim and not stopping until he made it to Dragon Bridge, where a kind guard was nice enough to point out that he would fit well within the Bards College. Upon arrival to Solitude, Farthlion gained many strange glances. Due to the history of the two races, there were many hateful glares and watchful looks - a massive Redguard was not to be overlooked in times when things were tense between the warriors of Hammerfell and the Empire. He was not like his kin, and after several months in Solitude, everyone else seemed to realize this.
Farthlion found his place in the Bards College very quickly. He was widely accepted and his presence was enjoyed within its halls. It was nothing like Hammerfell, but he enjoyed that - the fact that he was not expected to fight and instead expected to be himself verbally was exactly what he had been looking for all his life. He still retained the abilities to hunt and go into battle with a sword if needed, but growing into a man in the presence of bards changed him and his outlook on life. He kept these skills to protect in dire emergencies when his words could be no help. Farthlion was the peaceful Redguard, a common face in Solitude, and a friend to all.
