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    VictoireXII

    Crazed Skyrim Photographer
    My first RP character, go easy :p

    Name:
    Claudia Octavia
    Age: 24
    Birth Date: 4E 179 5th of Morning Star
    Birth Sign: The Ritual
    Gender: Female
    Race: Imperial
    Height: 5'8"
    Weight: 143 lbs
    Hair colour: Chestnut Brown
    Eye colour: Green
    Skin colour: Lightly-tan (For an Imperial)

    Physical Appearance:
    Lithe and athletic would be the words one would use to describe Claudia if they saw her. Her body conditioned by the harshness of the wilds, Claudia was born into the life of a huntsman & warrior. Although she lives in the woods, several people who have met Claudia have described her to be quite the rare beauty. She wears her chest-level hair tied up behind her head, letting her bangs fall in front framing her face.

    Alignment: Chaotic Good
    Affiliation: None at the moment
    Class: Mercenary/Adventurer
    Religion: The Nine Divines
    Patron Deity: Mara, Arkay

    Laterality: Left-handed
    Sexuality: Straight
    Martial Status: Single

    Family:

    -Birth Parents (unknown)
    -Markus Cassius (Foster father)
    -Antonia Cassius (Foster mother)


    Personality:

    Raised to be kind, respectful and observant by her parents, Claudia is a strong-willed individual that seeks to complete any task, once she has set her mind upon it. A strong sense of morality, she strives to uphold what she deems an acceptable level of justice, regardless of what other people may think. She is also friendly and out-going and always eager to meet new people and make new friends. She tends to get over-emotional at times, letting her feelings cloud her judgement. Get to know her well, and she will prove to be a very loyal companion.


    Weapons:


    Claudia prefers the use of one-handed weapons paired with a shield. She can be most often seen with a steel sword and a shield of similar material. Skilled in both the bow and the crossbow, the latter would be her ranged weapon of choice.

    Armour:

    Claudia was but merely in a simple suit of iron armour in the beginning, but have now managed to craft herself a suit of custom-forged/made armour suit consisting of a steel breast plate, with bits of iron,leather and complemented with the bones of trolls. The outfit is completed with a heavy brown bear fur cloak, perfectly suited for the icy cold weathers of Skyrim.

    To simplify things, she sometimes just wear a simple set of studded hide armour.


    Likes: Adventuring, hunting, making new friends, fighting, and good ale/mead.

    Dislikes: Dragons, Stormcloaks, Necromancers, Thieves

    Backstory:

    Markus Cassius just happened to be in Whiterun that very day. He was there to sell the fruits of his labour- several elks, skinned wolf pelts along with some apples from his little apple orchard. He wasn't even supposed to be there that day, his trip to Whiterun was supposed to be at at the end of the month. But the moment he opened his eyes at dawn, he had a strong instinctual gut feeling that he had to be there today. So he got out his bow, bid farewell to his wife, and sent out to hunt.

    On his way back from selling his produce, Markus strolled casually back to the city gates, his mind wandering back to the feeling that still lingered within him. A sudden shake of the bushes was accompanied by a crying whimper that could have only come from a baby. Parting the clustered branches apart, his eyes glanced upon a baby swaddled in multiple layers of cloth. Swiveling his head from side to side, he noticed that most of the townspeople were engaged in a commotion going on in a market. Something about a sweetroll being stolen. With no eyes on him, he grabbed the bundle, placing it in the fruit basket he came with, covering it with a layer of cloth. He then made his way towards the main city gate, trying his best not to appear suspicious, willing the baby to be silent. The gods must have smiled upon him, as he made it out of the city without a hassle, the guard on duty recognising him as a regular.

    Markus was in high spirits as he made the journey back home. Where was home? He lived in a small cottage nestled in the woods of the Rift. He thought about how much this meant to he and his wife, Antonia. They have had several futile attempts to have a child of their own, but all they had was failure to show for their efforts. Back at home, he presented the bundles of cloth to Antonia, saying that the gods had rewarded them for their persistence at last. She cried tears of joy. Together, they decided to name her Claudia.

    Fast-forward several years, Claudia has grown into a fine little girl. Her mother taught her how to maintain her appearance, so that she didn't appear too boorish and still maintained a sense of femininity. She accompanied her father on his hunting trips, learning the tools of his trade, and even hunting alongside him. Her very first bow, was a gift to her, something he crafted with his own hands. A retired soldier, he was well-versed in the arts of fighting as well. He taught her swordplay, including the art of using a shield effectively. Claudia took her training seriously, and soon she transformed from a mere girl into a formidable warrior.

    Well on her 20th year, her parents were no longer the youthful versions they once were. No longer the fit and strong young man, Markus trips to Whiterun now fell to her. It was on this tragic day, that her pleasant and stable life came crashing down on her. She saw plumes of smoke in the air, and a dark thought pierced her heart. She raced home, the clouds of smoke growing ever larger. As she approached the cottage that she once called home, all she saw was fire. Fire was everywhere. She tried in vain to douse the fire with whatever water she had, or could find, but it was to no avail. Searching everywhere, she could find no signs of her parents. Her home was gone, and with that her family.

    Looking around, she came upon several pieces of torn cloth on the ground. They looked like they were trampled upon. The earth also looked disturbed. There must have been a battle here. Turning it over, she saw that it was bloodied and had the Stormcloak insignia on it. Crushing it in her hand, she swore to avenge her parents.

    Turning away, she left the blazing ruins behind, embarking on a new journey and whatever adventures lied beyond.

    The world was her oyster.
     
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    Seanu Reaves

    The Shogun of Gaming
    I like it.
    With Dradin MIA, You are for all intensive purposes in. Since Melee and Xander didn't seem to drop a card in.
    I will get my next post up and they you can springboard in a way that feels natural.
     

    Lady Redpool the Unlifer

    Pyro, Spirits Connoisseur, and Soulless Anarchist
    Very Nice Post Man
    I'll try to work on mine too
    you fail at Haiku
     

    Felidae

    The White Wanderer
    Okay, so what's going on with this RP? I've been on a college trip in London for the past couple of days so unfortunately I've been unable to work on a post, and I was just wondering what's going on with everyone else.
     

    EpicVakarian

    Calibration-Master General
    I'm struggling to make time to post in all my RPs at the minute, had family visiting combined with job searches combined with internet dropping out... This is pretty much top priority though, so as soon as I get time, I'll get to work on posting in this.
     

    Lady Redpool the Unlifer

    Pyro, Spirits Connoisseur, and Soulless Anarchist
    I'm trying to stick to form and post last in our little cycle, but I pretty much know where I'm going with my next post so it'll take an hour or two to actually type it up once we get rolling
     

    The Honorable Gidian Diva of Sass

    Sahrot Vahlok Spaan. Bahnahgaar. Minion #88!
    Staff member
    I love character interaction and taking it slow, just not too slow.
     

    Seanu Reaves

    The Shogun of Gaming
    For sure, hopefully all this false movement will insight some good old interest, either way after I finish a paper I will get another post ready to launch us into some action.
     

    Lady Redpool the Unlifer

    Pyro, Spirits Connoisseur, and Soulless Anarchist
    Do y'all want me to post something to serve as a catalyst? Like I said I know where I want to go with my post more or less.
     

    EpicVakarian

    Calibration-Master General
    I know how this must look from the outside; it looks like I've lost interest in the thread and don't want to post. Believe me, that's not true, I've just spent what miniscule amounts of free time I get lately on other things since a post written in little bits every few days won't be good. I'm really sorry I've been so long, but it shouldn't be long now until I can dedicate some time to posting.
     

    Seanu Reaves

    The Shogun of Gaming
    All good man. Most of us have school and over various and sundry things keeping us busy. I am happy at the very least we are talking a bit in here, since my own site activity has waned.

    Red I say go for it. We didn't establish a real turn order and not sure how Victore wanted to jump in.
     

    Sven the Silent

    Prince of Orange
    Are you still accepting characters? I have been writing one since yesterday, it might be a little rusty but it should make for an interesting addition to your roleplay.
     

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