OOC The Search (recruit)

[Specter of Death]

Hey everyone, I am making a RP, so here is the basic idea:

My character Serenity's backstory has to do with her being abducted and enslaved as a child (more info in her card). She has picked up on the trail the group who did it. They are a small clan of slave traders, they abduct kids and sell them. She wants to find them, figure out where her parents are, kill them all, and set the kids free. She knows that they are stopped somewhere near Falkreath, so she is waiting in Markarth. I am hoping to get at least 3 - 4 people. So post your character cards, and I will tell you if you are in!

 

[Specter of Death]

Here is the character I will be using with 2 REF pics.

Name: Serenity (The Ice Shot) Amaria

Race: Nord

Gender: Female

Class: Archer/Warrior/Theif

Armor: Pentulis Oculatus armor, without the imperial emblem, and instead of read, blue, And long sleeves and pants. Wheres a cloak of Snow bear fur, but is relatively thin. As well as no face paint.

Weapons: Custom made ebony like bow. It has blue tribal designs all down the bow from the ice enchantments that are bound in the bow. With blue trim. A set of hidden throwing knives on her belt, and a black Dwemer like long sword, also custom made. Likes to get really close in hand to hand combat, and sword dueling. Usually she is in the middle of the action with her bow, killing as many as she can. The enchantment in her bow freezes some parts of the body, near where the arrow strikes.

Physical Description: 5'2" 125 lbs, long, straight, brown hair, very fast, strong in accordance to her size, pretty good looking in a general sense of things. Blue eyes, scars on her back from forced work in her past.

Biography: She was born in Falkreath, but was moved by a slave caravan to Dawnstar shortly after. She was forced to work in both of the mines up there, and hated it. He learned to fend for herself for 16 years, then escaped. She ran to the Winterhold, where she practiced the ways of enchanting, and some frost destruction magicka. In interest of fighting, she came to Whiterun, where she learned archery from Aela the Huntress, and learned expert smithing from a blacksmith called Oric Ironhand, who owned a forge a couple miles north of Whiterun. Since then she has been earning money buy stealing things, and reselling them, as well as taking down bandit camps, and private escorting.

Personality: Very strong willed, much like Aela, whom she has deemed her hero, and very observant of almost every little thing. Comes with the occupation of an archer. Very protective of most wildlife, and can befriend most animals quickly. She will protect most she trusts, especially her friends (since she has no family).\


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[GuardianCren1812]

((Ahhh Children...one of Crengar's weaknesses. Speaking of which, here's a card Oh and for appearance refs, look at my avatar. I like to make my card unique to each RP, and usually give details other players in the RP might give just for my own reference so I know what to work with best.))

Name: Crengar Stone-blood.

Race: Nord

Gender: Male

Class: Barbarian

Armor: A custom made set of hide, leather and fur. (Looks like the armor on my avatar.) Natural resilience.

Weapons and combat details: Personally crafted double headed Ebony battleaxe, with a unique fire enchantment that binds the weapon to Crengar's bloodline. (Picture the weapon my avatar's holding only twice as large.) He wields it with masterful prowess, making him deadly in close quarters.
In tight spaces and long range, where the weapon's swinging arc will be stunted or out of reach respectively, Crengar is most vulnerable. His willpower and natural toughness due to his training background allow him to take a decent amount of punishment, but magic and arrows can easily bypass this.


Physical description: 6'10'', 350lbs. Long, wild black hair with a matching beard. Two blood stripes on his cheeks for war paint. Brown eyes and many war scars. An intimidating figure in most cases.

Bio: Raised by one of the many pieces of the scattered and destroyed Stone-blood Nordic clan, Crengar's life consisted of hard living in the wilds of Skyrim. Though he received basic education (in civilized standards) Crengar's best connection with civilization in his youth were the times when a blacksmith forge was needed by him or his father.
Being part of a more "savage" Nordic warrior tradition, much of Crengar's life consisted of hard and often brutal training and rites of passage. It was not until adulthood that the conflicts and politics of the civilized world would make the most devastating on his life, where the Thalmor's "Talos hunters" would finally find the last bit of the barbaric clan they had hunted for so long. A battle that Crengar was spared from as he came home from foraging a second too late. His mother was killed, and his father was missing...and three Thalmor lay dead with them.
Despite the tragedy that would haunt him for life, it lead him to forge the finest weapon his clan would ever craft: Stone-fury, a journey that in it's process would teach him the values of compassion and a humble heart. Now, Crengar walks Skyrim while waging a lone war against the Thalmor, as well as any other evil that threatens his homeland, swearing no allegiance to either side of the civil war directly.

Personality: Though exceptionally intimidating, brash and aggressive in the heat of battle, Crengar also proves to be great company in a tavern. While he holds no strong amount of racism towards mer kind (aside from the Thalmor), he does tend to keep an eye on elves he's only just met, never able to beat away his in born superiority complex towards them. Once on a level of trust, with Man or otherwise, Crengar will have the back of whomever he befriends with a die-hard loyalty.
On the darker side, due to the many inner demons his messy past has left him, he does anger easily when his pride gets hurt. There are even times where he will go against his more social code of honor, indulging on "vices" outside of alcohol such as taking a lady of the evening, for the sake of easing the tension of said demons.

 

[Bambi]

Hey, it's Bambi, from Revenge :-) Mind if I join?
Here's my character card:

Name: Nallia
Age: 27
Race: Wood elf
Class: Assassin

Personality: Nallia is rather quiet and can come across as being shy. Deceivingly sweet, she has little moral qualms with killing innocent people. She’s very much over her old love but she still grieves for her son. She can be a bit withdrawn at times and would never even think about harming a child.
Appearance: Nallia is small, even for a bosmer. She has long brown hair that, when not tied back, reaches her waist. Her eyes are large, slanted and bright amber in colour. She wears elven armour and dark warpaint around her eyes.


Combat Prefs: Nalia is very vulnerable in close-combat because of her size. She relies on stealth and fights with an elven bow, often poisoning her arrows. She has a dagger for life-or-death situations, but she prefers not to use it.


History: Nallia was born in Valenwood and had a relatively ordinary childhood. When she was 19, she fell in love with a travelling Imperial. Blinded by first love, she followed him back to Cyrodiil, leaving behind her family. She fell pregnant a couple of years later and gave birth to a beautiful boy, named Adrian. When her son was four, he got quite ill and died within a few days. Beside herself with grief, Nallia left everything behind and fled to Skyrim. When she arrived in Skyrim at age 25, she did whatever she could to get by. Eventually, killing things for a bounty turned to murdering wealthy civilians for their possessions. She misses her family, but doesn't regret leaving them behind as it would have meant not having those four, very precious years with her son.

 

[UnLonged]

Will be using a different variation of my character, Wostrun Grace (pre-Dragon Break). Check signature for reference.
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CHARACTER NAME: Wostrun Grace

RACE: Breton
GENDER: Male
LOOKS: Short, dark brown hair. 5'4" in height. Dark brown eyes. Slightly gaunt facial structure. Tan skin color. Light body build.

CLASS: Swordsman
EQUIPMENT:
• "Sauveur": meter-long rapier; blade fashioned from light elven smithing metal, swept hilt fashioned from tough ebony metal.
• Silver dagger
• Medium-class civilian clothing
• Single leather spaulder on left shoulder extending to a leather wrist guard
• "Pas légers": enchanted leather boots with greave extensions; allows for faster, less tiring sprints and more agile lower body movements.

COMBAT: Preferring face-to-face combat, Wostrun almost always initiates any unavoidable combat by shortening the distance between he and his enemy has. Prefers to fight cornered than surrounded as he possess a low reaction time from attacks coming from his peripheral view. Capable of a slightly weaker variation of the "Call to Arms" spell, Wostrun often rallies his comrades when he is accompanied in battle.

PERSONALITY: Wostrun practices etiquette of noble-class, so he maintains a polite disposition when conversing and refrains from using racial remarks when addressing those whom are of a different race. Being an heir to a town, he possess enthusiasm with leading; at his worst, he comes off as arrogant, dictatorial, and a nag; at his best, he is considerate, and open-minded.

 

[blue 468]

(hey not stalking you guys or anything but I would like to join)

Name:Arannir
Age:264
Race: Bosmer(Wood elf)
Class:Assassin/Archer
Fighting Style: prefers using his bow but if that fails uses his twin swords
Personality: Very quiet and gruff rarely trust anyone but is loyal to whoever pays the most, kind of Crazy from years by himself
Looks: Short tanskin, missing his left eye so he wears an eyepatch, Short black hair
Background: He was born in Valenwood and had a normal life when he was old enough he became part of an elite group of peace keepers. Shortly after the Thalmor took controls of Valenwood they were destroyed much like the Blades, most of them were killed but he managed to escape to Elsyer. He lived there for a long time helping in the Khajiit resistance but one day the Thalmor once again found him and he ended up along the coast of Morrowind. He took a job as a guard on a voyage to Akavir where every thing went wrong andhe was stranded there. he had to survive in the wilderness of Akavir for many years in till he managed to find a way back and ended up in Skyrim.

 

[Specter of Death]

I love your cards, and you are all in! If anyone else wants in I might have to think about it, the farther the PR progresses, but here in the beggining, just post. I will start the Page shortly! see you there.

 

[Isara12]

Hop[e Im not late! O_O

name: Alyna Athera
Age: 15
race: Dunmer
class: healer
sign: the lady

appearance: short and thin. Pale skin that lacks its golden color. Green eyes. Golden hair in a stick twist bun (with her bangs hanging out) usually wears red finery (think of the dress Relmyna Verenim wears, only dark red)

Bio: Alyna was not born in Morrow wind. She was born in Bliss, of the Shivering Isles. Yup, that right, she was raised in the realm of sheogorath. Thankfully, it was bliss, so she became a socially acceptable kind of weird...

Personality: If you were to chat with Alyna, you would say she was an silly, hyper active and optimistic girl. You haven't seen her art though. Her artwork is hard to figure out, or sometimes, looks like it belongs in the quagmire. Yup, that disturbing. She loves singing (and shes good too) but absolutely HATES it when someone criticizes her art in ANY way. She is also quite feminine, hating getting dirty and loves tea, romance novels, and manly man (watch out Cregnar! Shes a minor! )

 

[Specter of Death]

Well your in!! Idk when I will have the Thread posted, hopefully sooon so watch out!!

 

[Boudica]

Am I too late to join the party D:

 

[Specter of Death]

nope. post your character card

 

[Isara12]

hooray. I am in * attempting to sound like haskill* anything else I should know?

 

[Specter of Death]

umm nope, anything you need to find out about my character or anything about the mission, you will find our in the RP.

 

[Boudica]

Name - Thorhall
Age - 28
Race - Nord
Gender - Male
Occupation - Drunken mercenary

Appearance - Thorhall is a bulky, muscular guy who stands at a tall 6'4" and seems to optimize strength. His blonde hair falls to the base of his neck and has 4 braids. His short beard is well groomed and close to his face and is a slightly darker in colour than his hair. His striking blue eyes and broken nose are the dominant features on his face, alongside the various scars that are scattered on tanned flesh. His most predominant scar nips at his lower lip and stretches downwards, past his chin and onto his throat. He wears banded iron armour and wields a massive steel greatsword which he uses with great skill.

Personality - Despite a rugged, almost stand-offish demeanour, Thorhall is a relaxed and excitable man; subject to temptation of carnal and alcoholic pleasures. He's flirtatious and easy going, but fiercely loyal and is willing to kill if he coin is good enough. He could be seen as lazy to an irritable extent, but his heart is in the right place and is very sociable.

Bio - Thorhall was raised by brigands and scoundrels - his parents, skooma addicts, which meant Thorhall was passed around the bandit clan like a collective son. Every one looked out for everyone else and Thorhall enjoyed his life there and, even now, owes his wanderlust and easy-going traits to those people.
His wanderlust became so strong that he decided to venture out on his own, becoming a renowned mercenary that was known, not only for his ferocity in battle, but his equally legendary feats with women and drink.
He values integrity, honesty, beauty and happiness and will fight for any that presents either a good enough cause or a good enough coin purse. Which is why he is seen waiting in taverns for his clients instead of out in the cold.

Primary skills - Two Handed - Heavy Armour - Speech

 

[Specter of Death]

Ok your in. But unfortunatly, this is all that i can accept, no more recruits!!

 

[GuardianCren1812]

(watch out Cregnar! Shes a minor! )

That's alright. Like his bio says, he isn't very forward with elves at first.

 

[blue 468]

so whens this thread starting?

 

[Bambi]

^ I've been wondering the same thing :-)

 

[Specter of Death]

Ill put it up today!

 

[Bambi]

Sweet :-)