Name: Crimson-Eyes-Killer-Viper, known more commonly and often addressed as Viper. His real name is a secret known only to him.
Age: 112.
Race: Dunmer.
Gender: Male.
Birthsign: The Tower.

Appearance:



Viper is of the same lean, wiry build as most Dunmer, his frame covered in whipcord muscle and devoid of any fat. He stands at a respectable 5’10”, though a lifetime of staying low has given him a hunched-over posture that makes him look an inch or two shorter. His hands and feet are rough and calloused and there are many scars all over his skin, a testament to the brutality and hardships of the wilderness. The color of Viper’s skin is typical of the Dunmer, a drab gray that looks more like wet ash than anything else.

Two deep-set, crimson-colored eyes peer out at the world with a permanent scowl of disdain from beneath his brow. The wear and tear of age and stress has cut deep lines in his face, from the corners of his eyes down to his jowls, and the downturned lips of his mouth further add to the impression that Viper is a man who knows little of joy and merry-making. Unlike many other Dunmer, his ears and eyebrows are unadorned by rings or other cosmetic flourishes -- something he considers a waste of time and precious metal. His hair and his beard are gray, ranging from light silver to dark steel. The sides of Viper’s head are shaved, leaving only a thin layer of hair, while the locks on top of his head are messy and perpetually windswept. He wears a mustache and a medium-length beard, though he shaves his sideburns.

The two sets of clothing Viper has are old patchwork Dunmer tunics and pants, obviously torn and repaired many times. They must have been pretty vibrant shades of red and tan at one point but all that remains is a shadow of such hues, and at first glance everything he wears appears to be brown or gray. Aside from two leather vambraces on his forearms, Viper wears no armor. An all-weather cloak, dyed in an alternating pattern of dark gray and ash-white, is slung around his shoulders, large enough for him to wrap entirely around his body.

Skills:

Highly Proficient: Marksman

Moderately Proficient: Alchemy, Engineering and Destruction

Somewhat Proficient: Restoration, Sneak, One-Handed

Spells: Flames, Fireball, Fire Rune, Fast Healing, Steadfast Ward, Sun Fire.

Equipment:

Heartseeker: Viper’s most prized possession and his primary weapon of choice, Heartseeker, is a giant crossbow that looks more like a man-sized version of a ballista. Customized to be wielded with two hands and fire bolts the size of proper arrows, the base design started with an old Dawnguard crossbow that Viper modified himself. A cylindrical barrel fitted just behind the flight groove contains 20 bolts and rotates to slide another bolt in place after Viper pulls the trigger, and an automated pulley system draws the string back for the next shot. The rear end of the crossbow is fitted with a wooden stock that allows Viper to rest the weapon comfortably against his shoulder and aim down the iron sights. It is totally unique and highly effective, being able to accurately strike a target with killing force at distances of up to 150 yards. He has two replacement barrels, giving him a functional combat arsenal of 60 bolts.

Blackblood: While Viper is highly reluctant to get up close and personal, he sometimes doesn’t have a choice. Fitted into the vambrace of his right arm is a vicious-looking serrated weapon, almost sickle-shaped in its curvature, that slides out and into position with a button-operated, spring-loaded system. This serves several purposes; he does not have to carry Blackblood on his person, he effectively cannot be disarmed (as the weapon is bolted tightly to the spring-loaded system in his vambrace) and he can’t lose it in a ruin somewhere. The weapon, about the length of a shortsword, is fashioned from a dark metal that keeps a wickedly sharp edge and it creates jagged wounds in its victims that bleed like a stuck pig. Viper’s best guess is that it could be some type of ebony alloy but he truthfully has no idea what it’s made of.

Bear trap: Two simple bear traps that Viper carries on his person. Combined with a potent Fire Rune, these devices have allowed him to kill people and monsters without ever having to lay eyes on them.

Poisons: Created with his skill at alchemy, Viper coats the edge of Blackblood and the bolts fired by Heartseeker in a variety of powerful poisons. This allows him to retreat after striking an enemy only once and simply waiting for them to either expire or become significantly weakened. If there’s one thing Viper hates, it’s taking risks.

Potions: Used to keep up his health, stamina and magicka, and to boost his accuracy with Heartseeker or his dexterity with Blackblood in a pinch. Viper is physically unimpressive and not very skilled at direct combat, but he can momentarily become a more dangerous fighter than he otherwise would be with the timely application of potions.

Backpack: A large leather backpack that Viper wears over his cloak. It contains all manner of useful knicknacks: an old map of Skyrim, dried food rations, a waterskin, oils and whetstones, a series of tools used to maintain and improve his jury-rigged weapons systems, lockpicks, rope, a bedroll, firewood, a woodcutter’s axe, an iron dagger, a cooking pot, a tea pot, seasonings and a torch.

Alchemy supplies: While Viper needs access to a proper alchemy station to create the best potions, he can create something in a pinch with the right ingredients, a mortar and pestle and an alembic, all of which he also carries on his person.

Misc:

Name: Caeliana
Age: 26
Race: Imperial
Gender: Female
Birth Sign: The Warrior

Appearance:



Caeliana often seems to have an expression on her face which suggests that she is about to laugh at something she shouldn’t be laughing at. A strange way to start to describe someone, but considering that she, in any other situation, is a fearsome warrior, it’s important to first and foremost note her outward friendliness and insatiable curiosity. It is worn on her face, her hunger for knowledge is placed in her emerald green eyes as a twinkle, and her desire for justice is seen when her brows furrow across the almond shaped orbs and she almost scowls. Almost.

She is typically Imperial in appearance, her skin tanned despite it never having seen the sun, and her hair is a raven black - falling in soft, unkempt waves over her shoulders and to her collarbone. Her face is strong and angular like a true Imperial’s is, with a strong nose and jawline that are complemented by high cheekbones and her feminine lips, curved at the corners. When she smiles, her mouth stretches from ear to ear and a dimple appears in each cheek. Despite having ever so slightly bucked teeth, it does not stop her from displaying her teeth when she smiles.

She does not belong in the world in which she was born. Unlike the others around her, she does not carry a heaviness on her shoulders. She walks with a light and balletic grace - her footsteps soft and not dragging. Caeliana stands tall at 5’8”, her head and shoulders held high and not slumped over. Her body is built with solid muscle from years and years of relentless training as a Gladiator for Wulfharth Backbreaker. Many of the scars and injuries she received as a Gladiator were mended with restorative magic, and as such save for a few that got away, her body is relatively scar free. There is only one scar that did not heal, a burn traveling the outside length of her left forearm.

She looks to the stars, not into the gutter. The world is crumbling - or so she has heard, and all she wants is to learn. While everyone around her follows their orders and dares not step out of line, Caeliana pushes her luck. Smiling as often as she can, and finding laughter in dark places.

Skills:

Highly Proficient: One-Handed

Moderately Proficient: Block, Marksman, Alteration

Somewhat Proficient: Illusion, Heavy Armour, Speech

Spells: Stoneflesh, Telekinesis, Detect Life, Calm, Courage, Clairvoyance

Equipment:

Steel Longsword: A seemingly unremarkable sword. Forged and made in the same fashion as the rest of the Gladiator swords. The only unique aspect of the sword is the leather strapping she applied herself to the hilt for a better grip. It falls into a tassel at the pommel, and has select beads woven into it.

Steel Hoplite Shield: A mid-sized and slightly concaved shield with the Windhelm emblem painted onto the steel. Made especially for Caeliana after she showed aptitude for Telekinesis. The round shapes lends well to being thrown about the battlefield.

Hunting Knife: Doesn’t everyone have one of these? Caeliana’s is a simple iron knife, strapped to her thigh for use in emergency. A relic of times gone by. She has never left Windhelm to go hunting, so she does not know how well such a knife would take a pelt from an animal. It brings her comfort to have it regardless.

Steel Armour: It is not a full suit of armour, but instead covers the chest, shoulders, and the outside of her thighs. Underneath the armour she wears blood red linen breeches and a red cotton jersey. Over the top of the armour she wears a heavy black cloak lined with with the fur of a bear across the shoulders. Steel boots to the knee complete the look. As a prized Gladiator of Windhelm, this is her uniform.

Pendant Necklace: Her only real possession, and thus her most prized. A necklace with a star shaped pendant on a gold chain. Perhaps an insight to her parentage, or of her family's past in Cyrodiil.

Satchel: Within her satchel she keeps a journal, as well as a quill and ink. She uses it very sparingly, as ink can be hard to come by. There is a single silver earring that she kept floating around the bottom. It was found on the outside of Windhelm, she keeps it to remind her that there was once life outside of the walls.

Potions/Medical Supplies: Carries a small health and magicka potion, as well as a roll of bandages in case of emergencies.

Torch: Never goes out without one.

Misc:
Is deeply fascinated by anything from the ‘Outside World’ and has a secret stash somewhere of goods that she’s managed to get her hands on.
Asks questions near constantly, and her curiosity has often gotten her in trouble.
Is an avid reader.
Is scared of complete darkness, and so will always sleep by a hearthfire where possible.
Has never ventured outside of Windhelm.