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    Thesius

    The Imperial Paladin
    Well for one, I'd ask that you follow the cc template. I also think the green you want us being used by Signus.
     

    The_Lost_Foxtrot

    Luwd uf Shoduws
    Oh snap! my bad, going to fix that right away!

    Edit: could someone make like a list of what dialouge colors are being used? easier then going
    through all the cc's that way
     
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    Thesius

    The Imperial Paladin
    I think @Specter of Death was kind enough to do something like that a couple of pages back. It should also be on the first page of the IC thread.
     

    Thesius

    The Imperial Paladin
    Sounds good to me, Epic.
     

    Specter of Death

    Omnipresent Moderator
    Staff member
    Here @The_Lost_Foxtrot and anybody else posting a CC. There are links provided in every CC. I'd recommend giving them all a look, that way you can assure your characters mesh well with all the rest!

    @Thesius's characters:
    Lord Jonathan Gravus is going to be using THIS COLOUR [Link]
    Gavin Feller is going to be using THIS COLOUR [Link]
    Tollis Thraen is going to be using THIS COLOUR [Link]
    Pyrus Vanius is going to be using THIS COLOUR [Link]
    Jysella Vanius is going to be using THIS COLOUR [Link]
    All other NPC Characters are by request to be using THIS COLOUR as well.
    @EpicVakarian's Character:
    Kyra Woodsly is going to be using THIS COLOUR [Link]
    @Specter of Death's Character:
    Maelin is going to be using THIS COLOUR [Link]
    @Madrar's Character:
    Aldrem Dane is going to be using THIS COLOUR [Link]
    @TheDreamersverse's Character
    Breyrenna Ferrow will be using THIS COLOUR [Link]
    @Signus's Character:
    Andros Hoarsson will be using THIS COLOUR [Link]
    @TheArgonianDrell's Character:
    Sothas Abrium will be using THIS COLOUR [Link]
    Aylira Taliir will be using THIS COLOUR [Link]
    @Hale Loneshadow's Character:
    Hale Loneshadow will be using THIS COLOUR [Link]
    @Andre Marek Character:
    Galae Angwenyl will be using THIS COLOUR [Link]
     

    Rafen

    Well-Known Member
    Name: Hjorik Blackmane, the butcher of riverwood.

    Gender: Male

    Race: Nord

    Age and Date of Birth: 37, 15th of Frostfall

    Sexual Preference: Heterosexual

    Class: Warrior

    Weapons: The weapon he relies upon the most is his bastard sword, which he has affectionately dubbed 'wolfblade'. Not a horribly creative name, and given because of the wolfs' head pommel. The blade of the weapon is a dark grey, an unusual coloration, though the reason for it is known only to its' creator.

    His second weapon is a single headed steel war axe, that he wears on his belt. The weapon is unique in two ways; one, the head of the axe is slightly larger, curving down more along the haft than the standard hand axe. The haft of the weapon too is several inches longer than usual. This allows him to wield the axe with two hands if he desires.

    Armour: Wears the standard steel armor, but rather than unprotected forearms, chainmail protects them. He wears no such protection on his legs, instead choosing sturdy pants, strapping steel plates over his thighs and wears sturdy but unarmored boots.

    He carries a simple nordic shield, round, the rim reinforced with iron. A simple but sturdy strap allows him to swing the shield over his shoulder when traveling. He doesn't wear a helmet, something that he used to be chastised for many times during his career as a soldier.

    Combat Preference: Hjorik prefers to be on the frontline of any engagement, fighting either with axe and shield or swinging the wolfblade. He's got little to no skill with bows, and a rock has more magical proficiency than he does. He's a menace close up, but he's about useless when it comes to ranged combat.

    Character Appearance: Hjorik stands at a little under two metres tall, with a broad chest, and well muscled body. He is heavily scarred from numerous battles, and more than a few from sparring lessons in his younger years. His eyes are a light blue, similar to the sky. His hair is black and long, falling nearly to his shoulders. Hjorik braids it to keep it out his face, and binds it with leather ties. His beard is only slightly shorter, stopping just before his chest.

    Personality:
    Hjorik is a grim, quiet individual, at first meeting.The actions of his past haunt him still, and so he is slow to make friends and slow to open up. However, he is a steadfast ally, and once he has spent enough time around them, he is a loyal companion.

    Likes:
    Solitude, wandering the wilderness.

    Dislikes:
    Arrogance, crowded areas/cities, enclosed spaces.

    Quirks
    : Will sometimes stroke his beard when in thought or idle.

    Fears
    Include at least one. : Being unable to redeem himself, recalling his past. Others finding out about his past.

    History :
    Hjorik Blackmane was once part of the noble clan Blackmane. They were situated just outside of Whiterun, in a grand manor that Hjoriks great grandfather built with his own hands. The Blackmanes, like most who lived outside of the city proper, supplied Whiterun with produce from the rich farmland near their manor.

    Hjorik, however, had no desire to become a farmer and spend his life tilling the fields or milking cows. Luckily for him, the civil war had just kicked off, and he was still a young man. He wasted no time in joining up with the stormcloaks, enamored with Ulfrics' cause. His zeal for the cause and his skill with a blade, had him rise to the rank of captain.

    He won several battles against the imperials in the Whiterun region. However, the imperials eventually managed to ambush Hjoriks' unit as they escorted several wagons of supplies to a stormcloak camp near Falkreath. Though they took heavy losses, he and almost a dozen of his men survived to reach the camp, but most of the wagons were captured.

    Rallying his men and encouraging those at the camp to join him, he traced the imperials back the way they'd come. Reports indicated that the people of riverwood had been the ones to alert the empire to the caravan. In a rage, he lead his men on a vengeful raid, destroying much of the village, and cutting down the inhabitants.

    When his family learned what he'd done, they disowned him. It was only after the raid, and Riverwood was in ruins that Hjorik learned that the people of the village had known nothing of the imperial ambush. The information had been wrong. Horrified by his actions, he left the stormcloaks, left Skyrim.

    For months he wandered the wilds, fighting monsters and bandits every chance he could, in some bid to redeem himself. A few days ago, he has heard of a lord Gravus, attempting to reclaim his own home. Gathering his gear, he makes for High Rock, hoping to redeem himself through service to this breton lord.

    Dialogue color:
    How about this?
     

    Thesius

    The Imperial Paladin
    Alright. Both good CCs. @The_Lost_Foxtrot I've got questions about his shapeshifting. Is it an ability he was taught, or a spell? How many times can he do it per day?

    I'm not against him having shapeshifting, hell, you've done a good job of writing it in Ascension so far, I just don't want Mathias to be able to shapeshift and fly to safety everytime things go south. And trust me....things will go badly. In some instances, anyways
     

    The_Lost_Foxtrot

    Luwd uf Shoduws
    Well its more like the shapeshifting came to him as he grew older, like I said in the CC it came With the ritual so he descovered it as he trained.

    He can use it as much as he wishes but since he is in constant pain it becomes rather tiresome after a while.

    even so he loves a challange and will fight any opponent that he deems strong, so if you are thinking about him being a Coward and run away you don't have to worry, and he is a Professional conrtactor so he will hold his word of a deal. Plus he knows that Lord Gravus's home was taken by necromancers and other kind of rogue mages, and he hates them with a passion. hope that answered it.
     
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    Thesius

    The Imperial Paladin
    Still waiting on Drahkma to post his card.
     

    Drahkma

    Dashing Imperial Officer.
    Still in the works. Later today or tomorrow
     

    Specter of Death

    Omnipresent Moderator
    Staff member
    Hopefully I'll have some downtime between shifts tomorrow morning in order to get a post up! If not the morning then after a shift tomorrow night.

    Great posts guys!
     

    Drahkma

    Dashing Imperial Officer.
    Name: Landron Bareaux

    Gender: Male

    Race: Breton

    Age and Date of Birth: 34, 22nd of Evening Star

    Sexual Preference: Heterosexual

    Class: Knight

    Weapons: A steel longsword, named Lament, with a round pommel, and the usual leather wrapped hilt. The blade was a gift from the family of duchess Annabelle Carconne, given to Landron after he took his knightly vows, and was assigned as duchess Carconnes' protector.

    Armour: Steel plate, with an armet helm, complete with a gorget. Under this, he wears the chainmail, and a thin layer of leather to cushion blows/minimize discomfort. Over his armour, he wears a sky blue tabard, with a depiction of a hawk or some other bird of prey centred on it. Over this, he wears a dark, hooded cloak, tattered and dusty from near constant travel. Usually strapped to his left arm is an heater shield, painted the same sky blue, with the spread wings of his bird of prey sigil touching each corner, the body dominating the center.

    Combat Preference : As a knightly warrior, Landron has learnt to fight in single combat as well as against groups of two or three. He uses his shield as well as his sword, skillfully deflecting those attacks he can't parry, and freeing his sword arm up for dealing damage. In a group, Landron is a solid damage dealer, and is more than willing to stand and defend his allies, should one of them need protection. He has no means of ranged combat, but his shield and armour offer a good amount of protection against most arrows. Despite being a breton, he has no real magical talent.

    Character Appearance : Landron stands at six feet exactly, with dark, wavy brown hair, pale blue eyes, and fair skin. His eyes seem to hold a great weariness, as if he is truly much older than his thirty four years. He wears no warpaint, jewelry, or tattoos, seeing them as pointless and vulgar displays. Years of combat have seen him collect perhaps more than his fair share of scars, many of them on his chest, stomach, and a good few on all of his limbs as well.

    Personality: As a knight, he has sworn to uphold his code, protect innocents, and honour his word, should he give it...practical experience, however, has taught him just how little that is worth. Traumatized by his personal failings, he is a broken, bitter husk of the man he once was. While he will never go back on his word once it is given, or abandon an ally to their death, he constantly expects the worst of people, and will act accordingly.

    Likes: Traveling the road, protecting innocents, and honourable folk.

    Dislikes: Naievity, thieves, liars, undead.

    Quirks : Polishes his armour to a near shine- a coping method he's developed in recent years.

    Fears : His past, specifically that it might repeat itself.

    Phobias: atychiphobia, an irrational and persistent fear of failing.

    History : Born to a noble family in the freezing north of High Rock, Jelhanna, Landron always wanted to be hero. A knight, specifically. His father, proud of his sons aspirations, hired the best tutors and sword instructors that gold could buy. At the age of ten, he left his home to join the order of saint Pelin, in evermore. For the next decade, he trained under sir Merric Ardoine, a famed knight of the order. He learned the chivalric code, cared for his mentors' horse and gear, and helping him dress in his armour.

    Shortly after his twentieth birthday, Landron took his knightly vows, did his vigil, and rose a knight. Shortly after this, he was contacted by an old friend of the family, duke Armand Carconne, who wished the service of the order to defend his daughter, on a diplomatic voyage to Evermore, to wed the heir to the throne. The roads had grown dangerous in recent years, bandits and creatures were reported to attack travelers and merchants who weren't under heavy guard.

    Landron was glad of this opportunity for two reasons; the first being that it was his opportunity to perform his duties in the field as a true knight, and the second, to see his childhood friend, Annabelle, once more. He, sir Ardoine, and two other knights rode to Landrons' home and to the estate of duke Armand. There, Landron was bestowed a sword that the duke had commissioned to congradulate the young man on taking his vows. After some fond words, the groups parted, the four knights accompanying the wagon that held duchess Annabelle and her handmaidens.

    It was during a passage along a narrow road, with a steep drop to the left, and a sheer cliff face to the right that everything went wrong. Bandits, having somehow heard of the knights plans to take this particular road, had set up an ambush, high above. Large boulders had been shifted into position, and hidden paths had been made ready. As the group came into view, the first of the boulders was released. Sir Merric and his companion, riding ahead of the duchess' carriage, were struck and killed instantly, their armour doing little against the weight and momentum of the huge rock.

    Perhaps by luck or poor timing on the part of the bandits, the second boulder missed Landron and his companion, sir Norvald, by barely a metre. Still, they were not safe. Knowing they could not take the duchess until the knights were dealt with, the bandits, a dozen in total, rushed down their hidden pathways to engage. Many brandished long spears, forcing the knights off their horses.

    Norvald and Landron fought brilliantly, ferociously, both to avenge their fallen comrades and to protect the duchess. But a dozen to two are bad odds, even for a pair of knights. Worse, when the enemy rely on range. Sir Norvald fell, a lucky shot punching through his gorget, into his throat. Alone against the five remaining bandits, Landron was outmatched. He managed to kill two more, but bolts that had felled Norvald, exhaustion, and numbers, won out. The bandits shoved the badly wounded Landron off the road, leaving him to die of his injuries.

    Nearly a day later, a group of traveling priests happened upon the massacre. Landron still lived, barely. The sympathetic clergymen took him to their temple, and nursed him back to health. When he was well enough, Landron asked after his companions and friends. The priests sadly informed him that their was no sign of the duchess or her carriage, and he'd been the only one breathing at the sight of the battle.
    Something broke in the young knight then. Without a word, he donned his armour, took his sword, and strode out of the temple. The blade, which he had sworn only to name once his quest was complete, he named Lament. For his dead comrades and his friend. Believed dead by his family and knightly brothers, and without the courage to return to them, Landron took to the road, a wandering, forlorn knight. He has heard of lord Gravus' summons, and looks to assist the lord, and perhaps join his brethren in death.

    Dialogue color:This, if available.
     

    Thesius

    The Imperial Paladin
    So...I like all three of the CC's I'm seeing. But as I said, not everyone can be accepted. @The_Lost_Foxtrot has been waiting quite a while to get in. So he's in. Which brings me to a choice between the other two who've applied. And, not to come off as an ass, I'm going to go with @Drahkma . His character is unique enough to get him a spot, and I have written with him in the past.

    @Rafen this does not mean you have no chance. I'm going to keep you in mind for if/when somebody else disappears. Hopefully there's no hard feelings and I look forwards to writing with you in Ascension.

    as for @Drahkma and @The_Lost_Foxtrot get some intros up as soon as possible.
     

    Rafen

    Well-Known Member
    Hey, no I understand completely. I was thinking of starting up a second char. for Ascension anyways, and I think this guy fits the bill nicely, with a few changes. Good luck on here, guys.
     

    Drahkma

    Dashing Imperial Officer.
    Excellent...I'll have my intro up asap. Though I feel kinda like an ass for taking Rafens' spot. I look forwards to seeing Hjorik in Ascension.
     

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