Ok, here's Simus. He's a good guy, you'll like him. Right Hale?
Name: Simus Psyrakon
Race: Imperial
Gender: Male
Age: 52
Class: Spellsword (dual wielding swords, dual cast shock destruction, smithing, enchanting)
Looks: 5' 7" Caucasian with an average build. His body is covered in scars but in excellent shape considering its age. He has shoulder length straight silver hair and a warm smile on his face. His left eye is blind and he has four large scars running from the top of the eye to the bottom of his left cheek. The scars were given to him by a particularly nasty high elf wielding a particularly nasty lightning claw during the Great War.
Personality: Simus has all the grace and refinement that would be expected from an Imperial and as such is a persuasive speaker. He's a kind and generous man who deftly mixes the energy of youth and the experience of age. Service in the Legion during the Great War, as well as decades of adventuring have let Simus experience a great many things and he is eager to teach others that seek guidance. Simus feels that the current Empire is not the one he fought for thirty years ago: It's become intolerant, corrupt, and it has allowed Cyrodiil, its heart and his home, to become ravaged with strife. He cannot in good conscience defend this Empire, and he sees the Stormcloaks as a force of renewal, rather than destruction. As such, he himself wishes to become a Stormcloak and has a true desire to help them liberate
Skyrim. He met Ulfric Stormcloak and Galmar Stone-Fist during the Great War and the three men became fast friends. Simus was just as angry about the White-Gold Concordat as they were but he was ready for peace when the treaty was signed. He and his newly married wife Amy wanted to raise a family in Cyrodiil and try to get on with their lives. They were both in the legion and Amy was a blade, so they had seen more than enough death to value life. Her recent death by the Thalmor, along with the scattering of his children have made Simus rady to pick up the sword again and once again fight by his old friend's side. He’s leery of Ulfric however, and believes the he can be a good High King only with proper guidance. Despite that, Simus still believes
Skyrim’s liberation from the Empire to be its salvation, not its damnation. One
Skyrim is free, it can help to do away with the old empire and create a new one, just as Tiber Septem did during the third era.
On the battlefield, Simus is fiercely protective of anyone who stands with him. This has earned the absolute loyalty of the men he fought with during the Great War as well as made him many friends during his adventures across both Cyrodiil and Skyrim. Before his duties as a father superceeed such things of course. He knows joining the Stormcloaks will make him a traitor to the Empire, and that he will have to killl his own imperial brothers and sisters when he does. Especially since the Thalmor are the real enemy. Even so, he knows that this war must be fought and prays that he can help bring it to a swift end. For the Stormcloaks and the Legion are going to need each other, regardless of who wins this war, when the second Great War inevitably occurs.
Combat Prefs: Simus has been interested in learning, enchanting and magic since he was a boy, and this interest blossomed into real talent during his teen years. When he joined the Legion, he learned how to smith and how to fight, finding out that the studies of a mage and the drills of a warrior required very similar discipline and focus. During the war, he found he could use both steel and magic to become a cunning and creative warrior. If engaging a ranged or hard to reach enemy, Simus will use lightning spells augmented with both hands to slay his enemies. In melee combat, he uses his two ebony swords
Ashes and Cinders and The Chill of Death to quickly and violently slay enemies. His suit of wolf armor, a gift from Eorlund Grey-Mane himself, is supported by magical jewelry. He forges and enchants all of his own equipment and used to run his own forge to keep his skills sharp. His skills in restoration magic are moderate at best, a far cry from those of a dedicated healer, but he's skilled enough to heal most common battlefield wounds and he practices whenever he can.
Misc: Simus is a devout worshipper of Talos and he and his family took their worship underground when the Great War ended and Thalmor oppression in Cyrodill began. His wife Amy had to be particularly careful since she was a former Blade. Two weeks before the start of the games, he and his family were found out. They escaped their home in the Imperial City with the Thalmor hot on their heels. When they reached Bruma, the contact who was supposed to book passage for them to
Skyrim sold them out to the city guards. Rather than be handed over to the elves by his own imperial brothers, Simus decided to fight his way out. He had made many friends all over Cyrodill and Skyrim during his career as an adventurer, so a great many rose up to help him and his family escape. What followed was a bloody street battle that resulted in their escape, but not before the Thalmor caught up with them in the Jerral Mountains. Simus’ wife sacrificed herself so that the rest of her family could cross the border. After seeing his mother ran through, Simus’s younger son Titus flew into a rage and attacked the elves. Simus and his elder son Stephen tried to hold him back while his two daughters, Alice and Cilla, tried in vain to save their mother, but it was too late. A bloody melee ensued and Simus was knocked out cold. He awoke during the night freezing, covered in fresh snow and greeted by his wife’s frozen corpse. His children were nowhere to be found and he became determined to find them. He returned to the Imperial City to look for them and started with Alice. She had been the most reluctant to leave Cyrodiil and was the closest to her mother, so she would be the most likely one to retrace their steps and take some sort of vengance. After several days of fruitless searching, Simus became desperate. he drew far too much attention to himself in the search for his elder daughter and got himself captured by the Thalmor.
(Reading over this story for the second time, and this being the second RP Simus is involved in, it's just now occured to me that this could be a pretty good fanfic. Would anyone be interested in reading such a fanfic if I decided to write one?)