Open Secrets of Skyrim

[The Phantom]

Skyrim is ravaged by war. The Stormcloaks are declaring their independence from the Empire while the Empire desperately try to hold the remaining shards of the once great nation. The Thalmor, the militaristic government of the second Aldmeri Dominion are hell bent on world domination and attempt to sow chaos wherever they go. An ancient evil; Alduin and his horde of dragons have returned from seemingly nowhere, adding to the chaos of the land. Underneath all this, a hidden war between the supernatural takes place: Wizards, Vampires, Werewolves and Lycans trying to prove their superiority.

Will you join a vampire clan like Marcus Vortal, or work as a lone wolf? You can be almost anything and is not limited to the above things. So, what side will you choose?

Character Name: Marcus Vortal
Age: 6500
Race: Imperial (Vortar Vampire)
Looks: He is fairly slim and is often seen wearing leather robes somewhat reminiscent of the Thalmor, although in more of a jacket like fashion. He is tall and fairly handsome. He has well-kempt hair, swept back and despite being a Vampire he has a unique strand of vampirism that he created so instead of red or gold eyes he has cold, ice blue.
Combat Preferences: He prefers to use his incredible, supernatural strength in hand-to-hand combat to defeat his foes before finishing them with a silver sword (Depending on wether or not they are supernatural) quickly. His strand of vampirism is, in fact hardly vampirism as it is a curious combination of both Vampirism and Lycanthropy. It enables him to become something reminiscent of a Vampire Lord albeit with a few Lycan traits. His fangs are also formidable weapons, capable of biting through heavy armour.
Personality: He is cold, capable and calculating. He lets nothing stand in his way and seeks to eliminate those who he views beneath him (The other supernatural races) permanently. He can also be kind in a few scenarios but is however mostly cruel. He is highly intelligent but his one fatal flaw is his arrogance.
Background: He created a unique strand of vampirism a cross between lycanthropy and vampirism dubbed Vortar vampirism. Nothing else is known about him, he erased himself from the history books.
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Marcus crept through the cave, he could hear the growls of the werewolves prowling the cave floor beneath him. He was climbing from the roof past them to his leader. He had always had a tactic for killing of werewolf packs, kill the Alpha Male and they become confused and eventually kill each in a sort of war of succession. He jumped down from the roof bringing the silver blade down through the pack leaders head and waited for the other to attack him.

 

[Sid]

Character name: Arthonnen Nerevar II
Race: Dwemer/Dunmer
Class: Exiled Morag Tong Master
Gender: Male
Looks: Tall, light grey skin with pure red eyes. Long brown hair. Well built usually travel worn. Surprisingly young as he was born just after the Oblivion Crisis (See Background), heavy burns down the right side of the body. A pure red streak of war paint going up his face until the eye where it splits in two
Personality: Supports the Imperials but has a strong hate for the Thalmor, as his father was good friends with them but when Red Mountain erupted they didn't come to aid. He swore an oath on the bones of his father he would track them down and destroy them.
Background: Indoril Nerevar, Chimer King of Morrowind, had an unknown child with a Dwemer maiden and thus began this Family tree. Arthonnen Nerevar I decided to forsake his deal with the Daedric Prince Boethiah for a deal with Molag Bal slowly corrupting his body. Arthonnen Nerevar II fled to the ashlands after this seeking a cure for his vampirism. Upon finding a cure, he took it but it didn't work leaving him with the curse of eternal youth. He then returned home after the Red Mountain erupted and slayed his father and younger brother, shattering Goldbrand in the process. He then searches Tamriel for Thalmor to kill as part of his oath.
Combat Preferences: Arthonnen's Combat Preferences are either dual wielding daggers, or his ebony sword Askr-dreyri. Also he uses his bow Hefna-almr. Another thing he wields is Lightning, Alteration, Conjuration or Illusion spells.

 

[The Phantom]

As they charged him, he jumped over them, turned around and snapped ones neck. He kneed one in the face and then stabbed him with his blade. By now the werewolves were in chaos, and so Marcus left to go to his clan lair.

 

[Sid]

Arthonnen walked up to the clan leader of Clan Aundae, and whispered into his ear "A bit far from Morrowind aren't we?" As he said this he pulled out one of his Tantōs and plunged it down the vampires. As the Dunmer fell Arthonnen pulled out his Tantō and wiped it clean on a near by rag. "Lycans 1 - Aundaes 0" he chuckled as he left the cave and gladly embraced the sunlight that follows.

 

[The Phantom]

(What do you mean Lycans 1? You never even said you were one!)

Marcus entered his clans base and looked down on his vampiric army and grinned "The Lycans will fall soon enough. And then Tamriel will be for the taking!" he thought. He was told by one of his underlings that a Dark Elf Lycan was murdering key vampires, none of Marcus's but he was beginning to anger the mortals. Marcus then began his quest to kill the Lycan.

 

[Sid]

(Yeah well I just copy and pasted it from whispers of the past etc.)
As he exited the cave he met yet another vampire who he quickly dispatched with a throwing knife in the back "2-0" he said "Vampires" he spat "Pathetic." Then he hid in the shadows as an entire band of Vampires jogged past. "Come on," said the lead Vampire "We need to find this Elf. Mess with the Aundae Clan and you'll never survive your next encounter. Arthonnen eyes suddenly turned gold gradually, as he began to grow in the shadows. Whilst growing his face elongated into a snout, huge claws sprouted from his nails, and a thick black fur covered his body.
Once the Transformation had completed, in Arthonnen place stood a huge black Wolf. He then charged at the Vampires, grabbed the lead Vampire by the head and body, pulled at the head ripping the head and spine from the body. Then he charged the next two grabbed them by the face and crushed their skulls. The wolf then howled at the sun calling two wolf spirits down to chase after the two fleeing Vampires. After he summoned the wolf spirits he started to shrink lose hair and become more Elf-like again. The last things to change back was his golden wolf eyes. He started to shiver as he put on the Ebony Mail and his other armour. "A day well spent I say" he said as he made his way back to Heljarchen Hall.