Open The Brotherhood of Witchers

[Skyrimosity]

Your objection is noted. And thank you for having the mercy to keep my bar intact

Edwyn shall not be as merciful toward the undead.

 

[Skyrimosity]

Is it even possible to not read Lucas's post with The Joker's voice with an evil laugh at the very end?

 

[Star Gazer]

Is it even possible to not read Lucas's post with The Joker's voice with an evil laugh at the very end?

lolnope!

 

[ChiefScalyNipples]

Name: Adario (nothing else, just Adario)
Race: Orc/Dremora hybrid
Age: 34 (can't die of natural causes of death such as old age due to being half daedra, but can be killed like a mortal through murder and other unnatural causes of death, and his soul wouldn't recreate a new physical body in oblivion, like full daedra)
Gender: Male
Appearance: Very unholy and fearsome. Illuminated purple daedric markings on his whole body (most notably the oblivion symbol on his forehead). dark orange skin. VERY muscular and big. Spiky black hair and has small pointy horns above the purple oblivion sign on his forehead, has eyes like this (click on this), normal orcish bottom fangs from his lower jaw, normal orcish spiked eyebrows, tons of scars and bruises on his body from his childhood abuse.
Main Skills: Two-handed, Illusion, Heavy Armor, Conjuration (only for banishing daedra), Alteration, Destruction (when needed), Heavy Armor, Enchanting, Smithing.
Apparel: Daedric Armor torso, Orcish boots and Orcish gauntlets, Nothing covering his head.
Combat/Weaponry: Daedric Warhammer enchanted with Banish and Fire damage. Uses destruction when necessary.
Personality: Very angry, almost never smiles, hardly ever talks but has a creepy voice. But will defend those he calls friends to the death.
Bio: Adario's mother was an Orc named Yadbaam Mughar who left her tribe, Dushnikh Yal to study conjuration at the College of Winterhold. She got so adept in conjuration that she obtained a Sigil Stone through a portal to Oblivion. After she stole the Sigil Stone from Oblivion, she ventured down to the Atronach Forge in the college, placed her new Sigil Stone on the pedestal, then placed three items into the Offering Box, a Goat's Leg, a Human Skull, and one Daedra Heart, and pulled the lever. It summoned a male Dremora Valkynaz, who wasn't happy about being permanently bound to Nirn. The Dremora didn't confront Yadbaam directly however, but tricked her. Whether the Dremora cast a spell on her or simply seduced her is unknown. The male dremora formed a relationship with Yadbaam in the Midden and the two stayed down there, in love. One day they mated and the Dremora impregnated Yadbaam. Yadbaam eventually gave birth to Adario. But the second Yadbaam named Adario, the Dremora tore Yadbaam apart, ripping apart her every body part, killing her and leaving her in a pile of flesh, bones and blood. After the Dremora did that, he held his new crying half orc son in his hands with a smirk on his evil face. As Adario matured, his dremora "father" beat him mercilessly and tortured him, the Dremora even tortured the poor offspring of his as an infant sometimes. Eventually Adario had some luck, during adolescence, one of the college's Conjurers, who actually was Phinis Gestor, went down to the midden and saw the Dremora tearing apart his poor son. So Phinis banished the Dremora back to Oblivion along with the Sigil Stone. After the Dremora was banished, Phinis grabbed the bloody, bruised, crying, shaking Orc/Dremora boy by the hand and could tell that it was a Dremora/Orc hybrid. Phinis lead Adario outside The Midden, and had some of the College's healers nurse Adario back to health. But now Adario has a burning hatred for all Daedra and supernatural entities (excluding Malacath) due to his abuse and torture and will hunt down and extinguish any of them, including undead.


You said that we should join this before Invasion of the Irkens Damned. So I did.

 

[Skyrimosity]

Name: Edwyn Strong-hearted
Age: 35
Class: Necromancer/user of bound weapons/likes to sneak when approaching combat to scout enemies

Race: Breton, the superior magic users of Tamriel!

Looks: 6 foot, 1 inches tall. Black hair, shoulder-length, rough face from all his years of surviving on wilderness. Is wearing full set of Fur Armor.

Background:His father was a mage. He always taught Edwyn the value of magic, but Edwyn preferred the power of magic. His father died when Edwyn was 15 years of age, and he was sent to Skyrim to live forever with Aunt Barbona. After 10 years, he decided to leave his Aunt behind for the life of an adventurer inSkyrim. He used this time to learn the Conjuration field of magic. He had a natural talent for making weapons out of magic, bound weapons! He also learned how to conjure all kinds of atronachs, but that is only to be resorted to in the most desperate situations. After all, he prefers to see the death fill his enemies by his own blade. While hunting in the forests of Skyrim, he had much time to perfect all his conjuration skills. The past years he has been taking jobs from the citizens of Skyrim so he could raise money while visiting all the cities and other areas. He was tasked with receiving a prized book from a cave when he was attacked by undead. He was saved by Geran and the Witchers. Edwyn managed to join the guild through some talking and has worked hard to earn the rank of Lesser Master.

Personality: Confident, believes his way is usually right, confrontational but usually understanding. (does not carry weapons, will only use Bound Swords and Bows while wearing light armors.)

Weakness: Edwyn can't take much damage at once, plus I often have him get hit by weapons and such.

(Figured why not post it here as well, seems to be what all the cool kids are doing.)

 

[lbrasz44]

Haha why are there two ooc's for the invasion of the damned thread? eh whatever i'll just post my thing again...


Name: Thorral

Race: Nord

Class: Barbarian

Age: 28

Appearance/Equipment: A 6'5, 230 pound man that has long brown hair that reaches the shoulders and a semi-lengthy beard and his face resembles that of a typical nord although there are scars on his face. In terms of armour and weapons, he is decked from head to toe in the simple steel armour and carries a steel greatsword with him. He also has a wooden bow to take out targets that are unreachable.

Personality: He is a man that will be able to get along with as he is outgoing enough althought a he is a bit brash, but this is primarily due to his pride. This also shows in his fighting style as well since he is all about the attack. He has a strong disdain for the undead due to what has happened in his past and so fights with emotion.

Backstory: Growing up in Windhelm, he grew up in a Nordic family proud of its heritage. His father was the blacksmith, which he had passed down the skills to Thorral as well as the skills with a greatsword. Thorral was destined for greatness as a soldier, however, being in Windhelm he was expected to fight for Ulfric and the Stormcloaks. However, upon seeing the racism for himself he refuses to join. He was disowned and thus was forced to leave the city when he was 18. With nowhere to go and Thorral's only true valuable assets is in combat, he became a mercenary/sellsword.
Thorral's disdain for the undain was actually caused by his fear of them when he was young since he had many nightmares of them when he slept. He was frightened by all of the tales he heard and also whenever he goes into his family's burial crypt, he always had this feeling that the dead's eyes were always wathcing. Within the past ten years his fear has developed into hatred not only because of these nightmares but also from the emotional stress he recieved from being disowned and the anger he has for his old home and wasted potential.

 

[meben15]

This one is for the Brotherhood and is not directly related to the Invasion of the Damned.

 

[lbrasz44]

ah true

 

[cazzer14]

Lucas, this needs to end soon, we've been concerned with your character for ages, we need to move on. What's happening after your guy escapes? And how does he escape, exactly? And remember to not OP your character.

 

[Star Gazer]

he doesn't escape. Just go into the cage to take the note.

 

[Mini Mongo]

Wrong place to be talking about the Rp, go to the OOC and read my post.

 

[death raider]

hi where is the ooc

 

[Mini Mongo]

Hey, I got to be honest and tell you that were to far into the story to add any more Witchers at this time. When the actual invasion starts you can be a survivor in one of the cities so just wait until then. I will message you when okay?

 

[death raider]

ok thanks

 

[The_Madgod]

Is it too late to join?

Name: Sal-Dus Eliki

Race: Tsaesci/Saxheel

Gender: Male

Age: 20 in Human years, 30 in Saxheel/Tsaesci

Class: Agent

Skills: Very charismatic, stealthy, okay at magic, extremely agile and very intelligent.

Inventory: Sal-Dus always carries his armor and clothes brought from his homeland of Akavir, as well as some armor made to fit the local Saxheel, known as Argonians. He carries around a scepter that can banish foes to Oblivion, though it has very few uses, and both a dagger and a sword, both fashioned in Akavir. His armor is enchanted to deflect spells and his clothes are enchanted so that people will trust him more easily. His blade has a lunar enchantment, and his knife has a turn undead enchantment, both very powerful. He also always carries a a ring called the Ring of Khajiiti and an amulet that automatically cures all diseases, crafted and enchanted by Kamal blacksmiths and wizards.

Appearance: Sal-Dus looks like a typical Tsaesci, indistinguishable from an Argonian, aside from the changing color of the scales. He normally adopts either a white scale color, for speaking with people, a black scale color, for sneaking, or a red scale color, for fighting. He has five large horns jutting out of his head and more along his chin. His claws are filed down so that he can gut people with his bare hands. He has very sharp teeth, as he uses them to gut enemies as well. His eyes are a deep blue, just like all Tsaesci, and his tail was cut off when he fought to escape the undead hordes that had invaded northern Akavir.

Personality: He is quite depressing, almost never speaking if he is with the right company. If he has to act cheerful then he will put on the best damn act yoou have ever seen. He trusts no one, and does not believe there is any meaning behind the words love or friend. He believes that the ends justify the means, and would gladly kill all of Tamriel if it would save his homeland from the undead hordes. He has dedicated his life to stomping out the undead menace, and gets closer to that goal every day. In short, he's not easy to get along with.

Backstory: Sal-Dus comes from the rich and powerful Eliki clan of Akavir. He lived peacefully in the capitol city of Akavir, in the old Imperial colony. From there his father governed the fridgid northern lands of the Kamal. His mother came from the Festial clan, whose brother governed the recently conquered territory of Pyandonea. The Akavir had also taken Yokuda and Thraas and were ready to root out the remaining Falmer that had moved to Atmora. Life was good. Then, one day when he was 16 in human years he and his father travelled to Kamal to meet with another politician while he was still thawed out in the summer. That afternoon a necromantic vampire coven burst through the city walls and slaughtered the citizens, raising them from the dead to form an army. They killed his father and the other dignataries. Sal-Dus managed to escape to the docks. There he chartered a ship to Morrowind while his wounds were tended to by a healer. He travelled across Tamriel hunting the undead until he learned of The Brotherhood of Witchers. He applied so that he could help rid Nirn of the undead.

 

[The_Madgod]

Does a like mean I'm in?

 

[Star Gazer]

So your character closely resembles a chameleon? I like it, it's bouncing off the edges of lore, but I like it.

 

[The_Madgod]

So your character closely resembles a chameleon? I like it, it's bouncing off the edges of lore, but I like it.

What I'm saying here is the Tsaesci are just another variant of the Saxheel(Argonians), except they can change color at will. My theory is the Ka Po Tun are Khajiiti, the Kamal are Falmer, the Tang Mo are Imga and the Tsaesci are Argonians.

 

[Mini Mongo]

Hey man yeah your in, I don't know why I didn't reply

 

[The_Madgod]

Thanks.