Hello, I'm a bit new to the site, however I would be very interested in participating in this RP. I'm very interested in the Elder Scrolls lore however having only joined the series in Skyrim, my knowledge of the older games is a bit shaky (I know some but not all of what happened in the other games).
If you're still accepting characters I would be interested in reprising the role of a young Khajiit who has chosen to leave Elsweyr after the rebellion to seek fame and fortune. Jo'Vesrai is the 4th Son of a Merchant and thus has some coin to his name and has developed the skills of a caravan guard, typically fighting as a rather nimble spell sword.
Of course I will elaborate further on this character if I'm able to join the RP proper and hope that brief overview will suffice for now.
Welcome. A working knowledge of TES lore is required before joining. If you feel like you are particular lacking, I suggest you head over to UESP and read over any relevant content.
@gcold Thank you for the invite. I had no prior knowledge of this particular Elder Scrolls scenario but I am definitely interested. I'm thinking of simply making some minor alterations to the argonian that I never had a chance to use in the last TES role-play that I applied to join. I have actually already started the conversion process. I'll get it done as soon as practical. For now, sleep and whiny children call.
Well, I'm asking people to do it since a large part of his character is basically telling people that he's a a girly looking guy but still a guy and not a girl. I can't really do that as a one man band.
@Gcold By the way, I laughed a little at Dumhuvud Cat-Kicker*s name as noticed it a moment ago. Did you name him Dumhuvud on purpose or how did you come up with such a name?
I named him on purpose, after rummaging through a Swedish dictionary.
like most redguard males, he lacks the Redguardian muscular structure that is commonly attributed to Redguards.
Pretty sure you meant "unlike".
And redundancy; "redguard males", "Redguardian muscular structure", "attributed to Redguards".
I never even heard of "Redguardian", it's just "Redguard". Well, @ClocktowerEchos, that was... interesting.
First of all, is he Orc/Nord or still Orc/Imperial?
Second, cheese is not a currency.
Everything else checks out. If you want Lucex to be perceived as female, you can highlight it in your IC posts.
A short but tough as nail Redguard, somewhere in his late-forties, with countless scars everywhere. His voice is jagged and guttural; according to himself, his vocal cords were ravaged by a disease he contracted from a rare mountain creature. If you were recruited out of Markarth, this was the man you met. He is bald, partially shaven and known for his dirty bandana. In combat, Ashav wears a steel chest plate, steel helmet and leather for the rest. In his youth, the man would have been a fierce sight with his greatsword, he still has that same weapon, but both he and his blade have aged.
Ashav is a bold commander, doing things others consider reckless. He is controversial amongst peers, superiors and inferiors. There were those who question his decision of putting mission ahead of lives, but others say he has proven results and casualties are simply inevitable. Nevertheless, his twenty-some years as freelance warrior carried him far and wide. From his home in Rihad to the streets of Cheydinhal, from the pines of Northpoint to the swamps of Stormhold; Ashav might be a grim looking man, but spend a night around the campfire and you'll hear many adventures. He is also the only one knowing full extent of their contract. Besides the Dragonborn's government, someone else is also funding this sellsword group.
Before coming to Markarth, Ashav had ran into Sadann and his family's forge. In fact, his greatsword was one the last things crafted by Sadann's father.
It didn't take more than a week for this thirty-five year old Nordic man to be universally hated. Seemingly average looking with red facepaint always shown in battle, this axe fighter holds his own in battle. But off battle, he has an incredibly unwelcoming personality. Most people would probably start with his name. According to himself, he once killed a Khajiit bandit by kicking its guts out. The more observant would then ask, "what type of Khajiit?" Ashav always shook his head, his reply was not much, "doesn't matter, none of them are any good". The Khajiits themselves claimed he killed an Alfiq.
According to Ashav, Dumhuvud started in the Imperial Legion. Halfway through the civil war, when the fourth legion gradually fell to the Stormcloaks, Dumhuvud and a band of fellow Nordic legionaries switched sides. His Stormcloak service records were unremarkable, an average soldier with not much understanding in tactics. What Ashav saw in Dumhuvud, nobody was certain. His official role as battlemaster consisted of organizing formations and ensure morale stays up. Much of his duties overlap and was overtaken by Ashav. Though there was one thing he did very well; keeping everyone's opinions united against him. It didn't really come as much surprise, seeing that he was xenophobic especially against elves and beast races, and omniphobic to everyone else.
After defecting to the Stormcloaks, Dumhuvud remember seeing Jorwen and Sevine for their distinctive appearances. However, he fought in a different unit then the two. Another notable encounter was throwing a tomato at a terrible sounding bard; al-Caylick. Wait, or was it Ab'Corlig? It was probably something like aep Caileach.
Hailing from Falkreath, Edith was rather young, at the age of twenty-eight. She is a smith, but also dabbles in woodworking and tailoring. Between the grim faced Ashav and the disagreeable Dumhuvud, Edith is well-liked. Slightly taller than an average Nordic woman, and blessed with long blonde hair that was often tied in knotted braids. Even though she stays behind and tinker with equipment most of the time, she is also skilled with the shield and fights on the frontline when needed.
Edith is cousin to Svari Ice-Heart, a woman rumored to be the leader of a growing rebellion. In her youth, they would play with wooden swords and dream about joining the legendary Companions. Svari, who was older by two years, grew up first and grew out of her fantasy. Edith, on the other hand, never stopped pursuing her dreams. But when she finally trained well enough, the Companions rejected her. She forged and fought well with a shield, but blades and mead were not as favorable. In the same week, she met another former Companion, who was expelled due to orthodox actions. That man was Ashav.
Edith was not much older than Sevine, the two of them known each other in their younger days in Falkreath. She also met a band of hunters, one of them was a feminine looking and slightly green Imperial man. Her days at the Bannered Mare made her familiar with a bard from Cyrodiil.
A Bosmer, but native to Skyrim. Before signing up with Ashav, Daelin was part of the Forenya Bosmeri, a Wood Elf clan settled in southern Rift several decades ago. This clan of Bosmers initially fled north from Thalmor, who were exercising eminent domain on their Valenwood homes. That's what Daelin said anyways, and he's got a unique bone-crafted bow to back it up. From Ashav's words, he met Daelin a bit after encountering Dumhuvud and Edith. It was a moment in Riften's marketplace, where Daelin pick-pocketed Ashav but immediately knocked himself out against a light pole.
As the lead scout, Dealin often operates with four other runners. In this week, he was busier than everyone else. The Bosmer archer rarely had time to sleep, and compensated by chewing on traditional energy mixtures. He would lead at least two patrols each day, some times up to four. Even when he returned to his tent, Dealin would still keep himself occupied with reports, maps and letters. As a result, people other than his favored scouts rarely saw or heard from him. Those rare glances would be shown with short brown mohawk, and surprising muscular build for a sharpshooter.
Still, living to sixty years, even with the earlier ones isolated in his clan, Daelin had met a lot of people. Two decades ago, he saw a rather aggressive Imperial boy in a Riften carpentry shop. Few weeks ago, he swore he saw a Redguard mage straight from the pages of Synod's posters.
Madura is a curious one, a Dunmer not of steel and blood, but of ink and papers. He did not come to the Reach to fight, and probably never had the intention to. Maduras works for the Tamrielic Gazette as an embedded reporter. His career started as a delivery boy in Cheydinhal, handing out papers for the first thirty years of his life. Then, he finally became recognized enough to be a full-on writer. He spent the next twenty years critiquing art and literature, which included a famous re-examination of The Lusty Argonian Maid. Since the dragons' return in 201, Maduras moved to Skyrim and had been documenting various conflicts ever since.
Madura is often found in his personal tent, which is said to be enchanted against rainfall. He wears a woodsman's outfit and an awkward iron helmet sits atop of his unkempt black hair. Despite how out of place he seems, Madura never missed the opportunity of interviewing mercenaries. His questions everyone regarding their motives, their tactics and how they lived beforehand.
He never met anyone from the camp before. But during his time here, he got to know fellow Dark Elves, Sadri and Relmyna, well.
I'm going to take that as an approval of go femenize him in the name of Talos for the lols. @Gcold any objections?
You have all my endorsements. Do it.
@DeprivedOfWords I've responded to some of your concerns via PM, here's the rest.
Non-Ashlanders just started to return to Vvardenfell in 4E 203, under the supernatural restoring powers of the Nerevarine and Azura. Before that, only select Ashlander tribes managed to survive. If you want to know more about Morrowind, check out the second OOC post.
On the issue of Dunmer ages, I think Barenziah could reproduce at the age of 18. However, this is by no means equal to adulthood. There are a decent amount of evidence on how old elves can get, but not so much on how young there were before maturity. The problem I see is not her physical age, but rather how little time has passed with all Relmyna had been through. If you still want her to be very young, 30 is the minimum.
Everything else Leiden said are also good points. I would like to ask how she ended up in with the mercenaries. You can explain to me in PM is that's a secret.
Dual dagger is acceptable as sneak weapons. Relmyna doesn't need to have bigger blades if she's not the muscle type. She can obtain other weapons in the RP. And Leiden, I would not win knife fights with a pair of jeans.
Missing finger is a delicate issue to handle. Let me know exactly which digit(s) she lost.
So Relmyna is an excellent cook, but where is the provisioning skill?
Just to nitpick the nitpicker, Magnus is not Nordic because it did not originate in Skyrim or Atmora.
Quick question for @gcold: I was thinking of replacing Tennant's Novice Mercantile skill with Novice Provisioning, so he knows how to make non-carbonated Lemonade and Fruit Juice, und literally nuzhing else. More of a novelty than anything else, unlike his Woodworking ability. Is that acceptable?
@Vhagar It would depend on how he was trained with the weapon. If he preferred a slashing style, and the glaive is more blade than tip, 2H blade would be appropriate. If not, I would go with what Leiden said, spear. A spear-focused glaive would not have too much trouble defeating armor of its own strength, however, against anything tougher it's gonna be an uphill battle. Blade-focused glaive does have more trouble against equal armor, but, you gain a wider arc of attack. I'll let you decide which one to take, if you want both, you can always split it into 2 adepts.
Also something Leiden said, that picture is not very relevant in a fantasy setting.
3 different blends of poison is too much for an apprentice, you can change to 3 of the same type.
While 5'11 is slightly below average for an Redguard, it is about average in the context of all races.
He's not exactly sensitive to all elements, and definitely resistant against sand. I would change it to weakness to frost.
Look, there's nothing wrong with your background and personality, and they're certainly well written. But, both are very average and cliche at parts. We can't reject you because your character is not unique enough, but I would certainly take my time and try to spice it up a little. Everyone else, I'll be making a list of NPCs in the camp. Some of your characters might be affiliated with a couple of them.
Hyperdrive
Kuro
SkyeOfStars
Neziul
Shu
MacabreFox
TokyoPewPew
Tlaloc
