Ves

Riverwood Academy

xD That's odd; your character's nickname is my character's literal name.

Trip City

As Jason sat there, nursing the cold glass of water, his hooded face suddenly went taut as he noticed someone enter the building. It was a rather large man, beefy with a beer belly, and he had on what appeared to be an ill-fitting suit that had grease and whatever-the-fuck stains on the front. The man had what appeared to be a bulky suitcase in his fat hands, and his pig-like eyes wandered over every single face in the bar, before finally resting on Jason's table. "Time to get this show on the road..." He grumbled, barely audible as the man seemed to perk up and walk fast towards his table. His grip on his switchblade got too tight, causing his knuckles to pale and pop as the man got closer. This man...this man was very, very well-known in the underground for hosting fighting rings and dog pits, along with a rather well-known drug-smuggling ring that went throughout the sewer system of Trip City. He couldn't mess this deal and delivery up; it could seriously mean his livelihood...and Whatever is In The Sky knows that he spent too much sweat, tears, and literal blood on staying alive. "Jasoooon!" The man yelled out in an obnoxiously accented voice as he stood with his arms wide open; Like a dick, Jason noted, peeling his lip back in barely concealed disgust. Standing, Jason gave the man a stiff hand-shake, dully noting that his hands felt like sand-paper and sweat mixed together. Not a very good feeling. "Sit, sit, let's talk business." The large man sat, the chair creaking ominously, and Jason dully followed suit. Without hesitation, Mr. Vicorelli smiled a gap-toothed smile, lugging his suitcase onto the table and spilling water onto the floor. Jason absent-mindedly fixed the glass upright, his eyes narrowed as the suitcase was opened - revealing five small, tennisball-sized pods. Containing what? He didn't want to know. "Tell me, what is this?" The man's smile was fixed. "Contraband that needs to be delivered." Jason said flatly, scooping up the orbs and pocketing them. "Where to?" The man, surprised by the abruptness, only chuckled jovially and closed his eyes. "Past Rat's Nest; place it in the trashcan fifty feet from the gray-roofed orphanage, and knock twice on the lid before leaving." Eidetic memory automatically memorizing the place, Jason mentally grunted as he stood. "It'll be done. Where's the pay?" "You'll get it." Fucking- He cut himself off. He couldn't be impatient; they would pay him, or he would rip their throats out. Or they would beat his ass. Whichever happens first. Scowling, he headed towards the door, ignoring the sound of laughter from the fat man behind him.

Riverwood Academy

Name: Seraph Luminous Nickname: Self-titled 'King'. Gender: Male Age: 19 Brief Personality: The first of his personality is, obviously, his coolness. It seems as if Seraph never hesitates or falters, no matter the type of situation he gets himself into. His golden irises are almost always half-lidded and calm, and there seems to always be some sort of smirk of amusement or enjoyment on his face; even when he is facing disaster. He treats everything at his own pace, and he doesn't rush anything. He enjoys taking the pleasure of everything he can, and increasing it tenfold, so that the enjoyment lasts. It's like eating a treat; you allow it to melt in your mouth, and you smile as the taste dance over your tastebuds. This is life, to Seraph. Live or let live, is one of his many mottos. As for the second part of his personality? It is governed by one word; Arrogance. No, not the disgusting, obesity of cancer most nobles possess. It is a sort of measured, young arrogance that is seen as annoying by some, but it is also undeniably charming and 'cute' as well. It's seen in subtle shifts of his figure; His suave smirk, the way he addresses others, and even the way he seems to take others in fights. On the outside, he is calm, his arrogant, charming grin or smirk not shifting, even as he overwhelms and blasts the energy with all-encompassing power. It is also measured by his love of treasure, and how he naturally believes that he deserves whatever looks valuable; which, undeniably, ends with him blatantly stealing it and hoarding it somewhere. This also goes for women as well, as he sees them as 'eternal pieces of treasure, fit for a God'. He doesn't treat them as objects, as he has overwhelming respect for women, but he will flirt with just about any. Finally the last part of his personality; His unique sense of justice. Now, Seraph really isn't a justice freak. Thing is, he has morals, despite everyone thinking he doesn't. While on the outside, he is a calm, cool, and seemingly arrogant king with a love of women, treasure, and adventure, he will kill someone and, thusly, purify them if he sees them as irreversibly evil. This ends with him going out of his way, but sometimes, it's just necessary. However, as if to contradict this, he will mercilessly kill someone in cold blood if he feels as if they are trying to 'contain' or 'trap' him into doing something he doesn't want. Ability: Embodiment of Light; He is, in all intents and purposes, the King of Light. He can manipulate it, become it, and generally, he is it. Limits to Ability: Over-encompassing darkness can diminish his shine. Age admitted into Riverwood: 14 Background: Seraph's background is rather glamorous. Well...you see, Seraph originally grew up to be the son of a wealthy Lord of the Luminous Household and Kingdom - a Royal Family that goes back thousands of generations in the history of the world, located deep within the mountains of France. While originally, this would give someone a big head; especially when that person is the heir to the throne of such a prestigious household, but fortunately, this isn't what became of Seraph...well, mostly. The boy spent the first four years of his life in the garden of his home, being tutored by the Family's joint teacher, Mrs. Arabella Kiggs. The lady was old and strict, and any sort of disgusting arrogance the boy picked up from his large family was quickly stamped out of him. Why? Because writing mathematical equations until his hands fell off wasn't the ideal way of spending his free time. At least, Seraph thought so. He grew up intelligent, skilled - fencing and martial arts training was the norm for princes, and generally lavish. He has seen things, and done things, and has been with countless women in his life, even before the age of fifteen. When he started showing Light Manipulation at the age of 12, he was harbored in secret, growing and nurturing the power, before he moved to the academy at fourteen. Here, he has been known as one of the 'Big Dogs' at the school. Not because he bullies - as he hates bullies - but because he's helpful, cool, and sought after quite a bit. Some lower years has even started to call him 'King', which he said as a joke one day. Other: N/A

Riverwood Academy

Making a character right now. Might post a WIP version up in a bit.

The Elder Scrolls: A World Torn

XD Don't worry about it. He'll get punched by a Giant in my intro post, probably.

The Elder Scrolls: A World Torn

Edited it heavily after discussion with my friends on Skype. Hopefully it's better? I already have plans on the weapons he will slowly upgrade to later on, so I'm glad to start off on a more balanced tier. ^-^

The Elder Scrolls: A World Torn

Huh? Guess I'll edit after cooking. Just pretend that the Weapons aren't made of Dragon-bone while I'm gone. Love fire though. The only thing I really use on weapons in Skyrim

The Elder Scrolls: A World Torn

It's cool. I changed it; only required some minor tweaks in the history.

The Elder Scrolls: A World Torn

I asked my friend on Skype if he thinks that Werewolves lived and aged younger than humans, and he said 'Ye my [expletive]', so I decided to go with it.

The Elder Scrolls: A World Torn

Completed.