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Elder Scrolls RP, now with the Creation Club!
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It's happening again. I have been visited by a soviet mad scientist, a king, a penguin prince of darkness, a house plant god thing, a mystical ancient member, a tired reaper (thank god) + a greeting.
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For the same reason Rome 2 was attacked by thousands of players who don't know what they're talking about. lleeeeeeemmmmings
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Don't make me grammar you...
Name: Meldwick Fraiser
Faction: Britain. He is not necessarily patriotic in nature and is more than willing to try and appeal to both sides, although he tries to keep up with his superiors as well so he isn’t marked rouge.
Appearance: He is the kind of guy who is easily forgotten, with features that are very commonly found. However, he has a very slight smirk always on his face, and a somewhat arrogant attitude.
Background: Having joined the “business” 10 or so years ago, he is known for having stolen several designs and plans as well as assassination missions to take down various corporate figures. Not much else is known nor on record; he often uses an alias and has little paperwork to identify him.
Skills: He is good at charming information out of people and faking as someone he is not; skills that have led him to success in the past. He is very good at making up an identity and sticking with it - he speaks several languages and can imitate accents. He speaks, naturally, fluent english and can communicate in Russian, German, and French.
Signature Gadget: He often carries small chemical mixtures for distractions that cause minor bits of chaos, or once in a while larger specialized ones (ie, poison, a dangerous explosive substance).
I'll put the character in the characters section when I know you like it; nothing like making a wrong assumption :P.
When shall the IC begin?
Faction: Britain. He is not necessarily patriotic in nature and is more than willing to try and appeal to both sides, although he tries to keep up with his superiors as well so he isn’t marked rouge.
Appearance: He is the kind of guy who is easily forgotten, with features that are very commonly found. However, he has a very slight smirk always on his face, and a somewhat arrogant attitude.
Background: Having joined the “business” 10 or so years ago, he is known for having stolen several designs and plans as well as assassination missions to take down various corporate figures. Not much else is known nor on record; he often uses an alias and has little paperwork to identify him.
Skills: He is good at charming information out of people and faking as someone he is not; skills that have led him to success in the past. He is very good at making up an identity and sticking with it - he speaks several languages and can imitate accents. He speaks, naturally, fluent english and can communicate in Russian, German, and French.
Signature Gadget: He often carries small chemical mixtures for distractions that cause minor bits of chaos, or once in a while larger specialized ones (ie, poison, a dangerous explosive substance).
I'll put the character in the characters section when I know you like it; nothing like making a wrong assumption :P.
When shall the IC begin?
@CLIW @Puffhead
Tarvas frowned slightly when a girl, presumably from slight, walked over. He wasn’t entirely sure, but he thought he had seen her before. Although he very, very rarely met people while hunting, there were some occurrences where he at least made eye contact. He couldn’t place this one, though.
When she asked him if he hunts, he said “I did back in Slight. Name’s Tarvas, by the way.”
He took up another apple - he had a lot of them at home, and besides, it was the only thing that wasn’t covered in large, obvious specks of dirt or dipped in liquid that would be an immediate red flag for contaminated water.
Tarvas frowned slightly when a girl, presumably from slight, walked over. He wasn’t entirely sure, but he thought he had seen her before. Although he very, very rarely met people while hunting, there were some occurrences where he at least made eye contact. He couldn’t place this one, though.
When she asked him if he hunts, he said “I did back in Slight. Name’s Tarvas, by the way.”
He took up another apple - he had a lot of them at home, and besides, it was the only thing that wasn’t covered in large, obvious specks of dirt or dipped in liquid that would be an immediate red flag for contaminated water.
@Puffhead
Tarvas decided that this Derric fellow was alright. He seemed to be from Slight as well, and certainly not one of the rich kids.
"Yep, lets eat."
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Tarvas was surprised, but not overly, at how much food came out of the doors. He barely paid any attention to the speech; it didn't catch his interest.. He decided to feast on an apple to start with.
Tarvas decided that this Derric fellow was alright. He seemed to be from Slight as well, and certainly not one of the rich kids.
"Yep, lets eat."
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Tarvas was surprised, but not overly, at how much food came out of the doors. He barely paid any attention to the speech; it didn't catch his interest.. He decided to feast on an apple to start with.
Mmm... this could go somewhere, I think.
@Puffhead
Tarvas had almost opened the door when the side door connecting the rooms opened and another guy - the roommate, obviously - walked in and introduced himself.
Err... "Hello Derric." He had absolutely no idea what to say next; he very arely held a coherent conversation that didn't involve yelling at home. "Yes, it's Tarvas."
The most he could think of at that moment was the rising desire for food.. he hadn't eaten since the morning and this was the time he would usually go out hunting.
Tarvas had almost opened the door when the side door connecting the rooms opened and another guy - the roommate, obviously - walked in and introduced himself.
Err... "Hello Derric." He had absolutely no idea what to say next; he very arely held a coherent conversation that didn't involve yelling at home. "Yes, it's Tarvas."
The most he could think of at that moment was the rising desire for food.. he hadn't eaten since the morning and this was the time he would usually go out hunting.
@Puffhead
Tarvas was almost snoozing when he heard someone calling out in the other room.
“...someone there?”
Yes, there’s me… he thought, but he didn’t announce. Dinner was coming up, actually - he decided to look at his choice of clothes.
Opening up the wardrobe, he found a very interesting selection of… a guard uniform. Might as well spice it up a bit, he thought, and threw in his one set of backup clothes. There, that looks so much better.
He decided he would go down to dinner early. What the guy in the other room was doing was his own business.
Tarvas was almost snoozing when he heard someone calling out in the other room.
“...someone there?”
Yes, there’s me… he thought, but he didn’t announce. Dinner was coming up, actually - he decided to look at his choice of clothes.
Opening up the wardrobe, he found a very interesting selection of… a guard uniform. Might as well spice it up a bit, he thought, and threw in his one set of backup clothes. There, that looks so much better.
He decided he would go down to dinner early. What the guy in the other room was doing was his own business.
Don't mind the hidden HTML button in the corner, he's usually friendly.
Er, I mean, welcome!
Er, I mean, welcome!
Tarvas wasn’t sure at all why he did that, but there was nothing that could be done - he already did it, and besides, he could stand being friendly… once. As it was, he was forgetting that anything had ever happened.
He picked up his own case and went to the hall where he was supposed to go. Looking down the line of rooms, he finally found one that had the name he wanted on it: Derric Athens//Tarvas Meldon. He wouldn’t be surprised if most people had already found their rooms - he was late enough as it was.
He entered his new room, putting down his suitcase on the bed and observing his surroundings. They were a bit fancy for his tastes, but not overly so, either. He could live with that. He heard noises coming from the other room and assumed the other guy… Derric?.. was already in there. Still, Tarvas was tired and after unpacking the few things he had, he attempted to get a little shuteye on the bed. Dinner would be coming up soon.
@Puffhead
He picked up his own case and went to the hall where he was supposed to go. Looking down the line of rooms, he finally found one that had the name he wanted on it: Derric Athens//Tarvas Meldon. He wouldn’t be surprised if most people had already found their rooms - he was late enough as it was.
He entered his new room, putting down his suitcase on the bed and observing his surroundings. They were a bit fancy for his tastes, but not overly so, either. He could live with that. He heard noises coming from the other room and assumed the other guy… Derric?.. was already in there. Still, Tarvas was tired and after unpacking the few things he had, he attempted to get a little shuteye on the bed. Dinner would be coming up soon.
@Puffhead
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