Madrar
The Shadow in the Dark.
Ok, before we start, just the normal rules are in play (obviously) Create your character, and join the fun. Not too much of a plotline, besides the fact that this RP takes place after the Dawnguard expansion storyline.Please note, that when I say AFTER I mean as in long after, so no spoilers will be mentioned. It's fine if you talk about vampire hunters/vampires, since this is really what the Rp's about, but no direct mention of canon characters. Moderate profanity is allowed, just don't over do it.
Name: Salthar
Race:Altmer (High Elf),Vampire
Gender:Male
Class: SpellSword/Sorcerer
Appearance: Tall, muscular and thin, gold-yellow eyes, typical elven features, (pointed ears, narrow face)As a sided effect of being a vampire, paler than other Altmer
pitch black hair, with two scars under his left eye.
Weapons: An Ebony sword with a life absorbing enchantment. An Elven dagger that causes frost damage and drains stamina.Spells, obviously.
Armour: Generally wears black and gold Thalmor robes with red designs interwoven, but in combat wears ebony armour without the helmet, which is enchanted to resist both fire and magical attacks.
Personality: Generally quiet and withdrawn, but can be friendly with those he deems trustworthy or another vampire. Cold and sarcastic to those that have offended him, and often making caustic remarks at their cost.For some reason, he has an overwhelming hatred of Nords, especially Stormcloaks.
BackStory: Fought in the Imperial-Dominion war, died shortly after, came back as a vampire, and turned his brother. Moved to Skyrim, and started his own coven at the Bloodlet Throne.
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With his eyes he tracked a young Nord, dressed in the armour of the Dawnguard. He barely stopped himself from leaping to his feet and blasting the Nord to pieces. Instead, he sat back and decided to observe, waiting for any others that may turn out to be prey or hunter.
Name: Salthar
Race:Altmer (High Elf),Vampire
Gender:Male
Class: SpellSword/Sorcerer
Appearance: Tall, muscular and thin, gold-yellow eyes, typical elven features, (pointed ears, narrow face)As a sided effect of being a vampire, paler than other Altmer
pitch black hair, with two scars under his left eye.
Weapons: An Ebony sword with a life absorbing enchantment. An Elven dagger that causes frost damage and drains stamina.Spells, obviously.
Armour: Generally wears black and gold Thalmor robes with red designs interwoven, but in combat wears ebony armour without the helmet, which is enchanted to resist both fire and magical attacks.
Personality: Generally quiet and withdrawn, but can be friendly with those he deems trustworthy or another vampire. Cold and sarcastic to those that have offended him, and often making caustic remarks at their cost.For some reason, he has an overwhelming hatred of Nords, especially Stormcloaks.
BackStory: Fought in the Imperial-Dominion war, died shortly after, came back as a vampire, and turned his brother. Moved to Skyrim, and started his own coven at the Bloodlet Throne.
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Location: The Bannered Mare, Whiterun, Skyrim
Time: Just before midnight
Salthar sat in the corner of the room, his back the wall, hood up, a goblet of wine in his left hand. If any of the other patrons in the building found it odd that the hooded and robed figure hadn't eaten for the past two hours that he'd been there, they did not comment. His right hand rested beneath the table, close the Elven dagger on his belt. Of course, Salthar really had no need for the weapon. If he wished, he could kill every Nord in the place. Well, most of them anyways.
With his eyes he tracked a young Nord, dressed in the armour of the Dawnguard. He barely stopped himself from leaping to his feet and blasting the Nord to pieces. Instead, he sat back and decided to observe, waiting for any others that may turn out to be prey or hunter.