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I done went and posted.
Ton let out a roar of frustration and pain when he missed the flaming headed men and they began lashing at him with their flaming chains. Ton tried to block the lashes with his arm at first which just made his arm burn so he grabbed the chains as they lashed over his hand and yanked over one of the flaming men. He proceeded to boot the flaming man which sent him flying for miles.

The other one had taken the opportunity to whip his chain around tons neck and pull down. Ton tried to get a grasp on the chain around his neck but to no avail and he was still being pulled closer and closer to the ground as his knees gave out. Ton's head was now below the flaming skilled mans head who looked at him and laughed a bit. Suddenly Tons hand leapt from trying to grasp the chain and grasped around the flaming mans head. His hand burned from the intense heat of the creature but it soon began to cool down as Ton leached the heat of the flame out of the things skull. The flaming headed man began to scream and let go of his chain to try and pry Tons hand off. Ton gasped for breaths as he threw the no longer flaming headed man as far as he could. Ton was still recovering from the chain that was around his neck so he could not help out the woman who had been in the lighting.
I'd just like to say the idea about the sort of multiple ghost riders gang thing is awesome.
I fixed my CS and replaced restoration with blocking.
Golem said
@rocketrobie2: Accepted. You do not have to write out your novice skills as all skills apart from your higher level ones are novice. Also, is it important to you to have the ring of Namira or could you consider being a cannibal anyway without it?OP has now been updated with links to each CS for easy referance.


I guess he could just be a cannibal wi out the ring. And I'll fix up my skills a little later I have real life stuff I have to do but I'll try to fix it and post when I can.
Just in time!

Character Sheet
Name: Skeves
Race: Bosmer lycanthrope (werewolf wood elf)
Gender: Male
Age: 26
Appearance: Skeves is fairly muscular and has light skin along with a pointy face that ends with a poked out chin. He also only has one eye and his face is long and he has a pointy nose and light brown and short hair. Finally he has a large scar across his chest.
Personality: Skeves is sane on the outside but insane on the inside. If you saw him walking down the street he would look normal enough but if you got to know him you would find out that he's fairly crazy. He enjoys feasts though feasts to him is eating whatever creature he had just killed but he would probably like other stuff like bread and such. What he really hates is those that hunt for game and not to eat. He also hates Draugrs a lot because of their taste and their frost magic.
Background: Skeves was born in Falkreath but he didn't grow up there. His parents left him in the forest for the sole fact that they had wanted a girl and not a boy. The boys parents assumed he would be eaten by one of the wild life but instead the child was found by a lonely woodsman who had been living in the forest outside of Falkreath for quite a while and had little to no outside interaction. The woodsman decided to take the abounded child to his shack in the woods and raise him as his own son Skeves. As the boy got older he was taught about being a lumber jack and how to cut down trees with the utmost care. When Skeves was eight his foster father died from a bear attack that almost toppled over the home that they lived in. Luckily Skeves managed to get away but he was scarred emotionally and began to descend into madness due to his foster father passing away. He continued to love in the shack and chop down trees for no apparent reason but if you were to see him you would have been able to tell the child had been less sane than the average child.

One day when Skeves was twelve he went out hunting for some food when he came upon what at first looked like a bear from far off. He slowly crept up on the creature with his lumber axe at hand and swiftly killed the creature by taking its head off. The child began to eat the creature raw due to his habit of only getting food once he was completely famished. As he ate he found that the creature had been at a small campfire with a sack nearby containing some bread and what not. He went to collect the head when he realized what it was. It was a Werewolf. He had eaten raw werewolf meat which was covered in werewolf blood. He began to feel light headed and passed out. When he awoke again he was butt naked over the corpse of an elk with his clothing beside him. He quickly put his clothes back on including the ring and dragged bits of the elk home with him. When Skeves was seventeen he went out hunting one day as a werewolf which he rarely did due to his lack of control over his want to feed. While hunting he thought he saw people in the forest but he ignored them as he continued to hunt. Eventually he had managed to take down a elk and he began to feed on it. When suddenly a silver tipped arrow hit him in the back which made him roar in pain as he took off running. As he ran he also looked behind him and noticed that there seemed to be only three people trying to attack him and even though their arrows hurt quite a bit more Skeves ran back towards them and caught the archer by surprise and killed him with one massive swipe. He then took care of another by biting at his torso and throwing him off into a tree. As for the last of them he managed to sneak up on him and slash at his chest leavening a huge wound that made him scream out in pain. Finally while fighting through the pain he managed to get the better of the man and tear him apart. He began to feed on his kills he shifted into his Bosmer form then put his clothes on and continued to eat the men. When he went back home his gash across the chest was still bleeding which was beginning to make him feel faint so he rummaged quickly and thoroughly through a book shelf his father had and looked for something to help his wound. After almost giving up he found a basic healing spell which he used and slowly patched up his skin but leaving a scar. A year later he lost his eye when a small chunk of wood from a tree he was chopping down flew out and stabbed him in the eye. He tried to pull the chunk out but it was in to deep and he need up pulling his entire eye out. He quickly used the only spell he knew and stopped the bleeding although he couldn't make a new eye grow back. After the dragons came and began to wreak havoc everywhere Skeves came out of seclusion and headed to the only dragon related place he knew of from books. The bottom of the seven thousand steps to High Hrothgar.

Skills

List of skills
Adept- Alchemy
Expert- One Handed
Adept- Block

Equipment
He has hide pants, Dwemer boots, quite a lot of soul gems, a iron short-sword, Woodcutter's axe and a mask that resembles the wooden mask from Skyrim except made of darker wood and minus the enchantment.
As Ton layed there he heard somthing that sounded like talking way off. It was very faint and could have been the wnd but it also could have been someone coming to hunt him down. Without any warning Ton shot out of his hiding spot as he broke through the roof of his 'home' and leapt a fair way away to where he could see some clouds and a few flaming skilled men. Ton began to run over as fast as he could not even stoping for the enormous lighting strike near to them. Ton jumped at the flaming men and let out a loud deep yell as he attempted to crush one of them.

Ton had a strong dislike for the flaming headed men. He has seen a few before but he had never had to fight one let alone three of them before. A few flaming headed men had tried to kill him a while ago and he's hated them ever since. As he was about to land on one of them he noticed where the lighting had struck was a woman with a weird hammer in her hand which fascinated him.
Sorry about not havering my CS up yet I haven't had a lot of free time. I'll try to get it up tonight also I'm having a werewolf guy.
Just bumping in case some of the others forgot.
Ton watched out over Las Vegas or what used to be Las Vegas. He had been here ever since he escaped from the lab he was born in and had enjoyed being alive even though he had no idea what to do with his new found consciousness. He could still hear the one known as Patrick yelling and swearing from the reaches of his mind but he ignored him due to him just not likening him. Ton was sitting on a building that managed to stay up after what looked like a battle that had taken place so either ago.

Ton, after watching the horizon for a while, leapt off the building with a loud crumbling sound of part of the building breaking away as he left. He landed near the ruins of what once was a casino but now appeared to be nothing but rumble. Ton walked over to a few suspiciously placed toppled over walls and moved them to reveal a basement with a vault door which he had been living in for his short life. He opened the door with the pull of his finger and went inside but not before covering up the hole that lead down into the basement. He closed the vault door and payed where money was once kept but now there was nothing more than a few lock boxes and a dead body. He then payed down on the cold floor and stared up at the ceiling.
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