OOC The Era of Evil

Ok, so I thought of a RP idea, and I think it has potential, though if you have any ideas or just want to join reply with the example CC i put in this post. (Feel free to add more detail if you want other than the "Skills" section). The Dragonborn has not taken part in the war in this RP.

Scenario:
Skyrim has gone into turmoil after Ulfric killed General Tulius and claimed his spot as High King. But a year and a half later, the Thalmor and Aldmeri Dominion attacked skyrim at full force, Ulfric was murdered and the Thalmor took over, torturing all Talos followers and Stormcloaks. But a group emerged from the shadows, the "Forbidden Hero's" as the townsfolk call them, they plan on bringing Skyrim out of this Era of Evil (see what i did there?). They take Refugee at the Blades Temple in Skyrim and work along side the blades to take out Thalmor occupied areas.

I plan on making this a Long RP. So if you're not going to be commited don't bother. But if you are, then post a CC of there character you are going to be using.

Characters (1/7)
Drasok Ghett as: Andrew Hadvir
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CC Example
Name:
Alias:
Race:
Age:
Gender:
Family:
Personality:
Religion:
Affiliations:
Skills
Expert:
Adept:
Novice:
Backstory/Bio:
Reason for wanting to join the "Forbidden Heros":
Example of Writing: (Make it about a Paragraph)

Name:Andrew Hadvir
Alias:The Kid, The Tamer
Race: Nord
Age:16
Gender:Male
Family:Crystal, His Mother. Zack, his younger brother.
Personality:Very rash in stressful situations, He is very loyal and will keep his word, Kind towards his friends but is shy to new people.
Religion: Divines
Affiliations:None
Skills
Expert: One handed
Adept: Lute playing, Light armour
Novice:Magic
Backstory/Bio: Andrew lived with his Mother and brother until he was 6, but he hated how everything was handed to him and decided he would leave to Skyrim and learn how life can really be. On his journey he befriended people that have greatly impacted his life, like a blacksmith who crafted the sword he uses today, Or the woman who taught him how to play a lute. They all helped a stranger, and even though he is shy, he trys to repay the debt that he owes to the world.
Reason for Wanting to Join the "Forbidden Hero's": He created it because he wanted the people of Skyrim to be set free of the abomination that is the Aldmeri Dominion.
Example of Writing: Andrew walked into the Winking Skeever and ordered a pint of ale "Aren't you a little to young to drink?" The Innkeeper said "I assure you i'm 19" Andrew said with his face a mask of calm "Okay fine, but if the guards come looking for you, I didn't give you anything" He said as he turned around and turned the lever on the keg "Fair enough, Inns fairly quiet tonight" Andrew said. "Everywhere's been quiet, since Ulfric died, he was the remaining spark in the fire of hope, now that he's gone, what will become of Skyrim" After some small talk Andrew left, he had intentions as pure as the driven snow to stop the Thalmor, and bring peace. But he had no idea how to start, he first went into the college after hours and stole a book called "The History of the Blades" and was amazed how how valiantly the Blades fought against the High Elves. So he asked around and soon found out that there was a person still in the ruined organization. But the person's name he didn't know, he knew that they owned a Tavern, so he went to every Inn and soon found a girl, who didn't answer a single question Andrew asked, but once he mentioned he wanted to Stop the Thalmor, she lead him to the Temple that once, used to house many Members. Though the numbers demolished over the years and now only 2 remained. He decided then and their that he would work alongside the blades to defeat the Thalmor. I kinda included the backstory of the RP into my Example.

yours doesn't have to be that long XD

hm an interesting idea I think I'll drop my sheet in this one

Name: John Brunwulf
Alias: The Black Wolf
Race: Nord
Age:29
Gender:Male
Family: The Senior members of the Companions.
Personality: A disciplined and honorable but caring person to his friends and family, Brunwulf despises any other cowardly or disobedient man and sees it as dishonorable. He also has a habit of stabbing said cravens/dissenters immediately and on his own judgement and no one else's.

Religion: Talos and Hircue
Affiliations: The Companions
Skills
Expert: One handed, Archery
Adept: Sneak
Novice: lock-picking and Light armor

Equipment: 4-5 small throwing knifes, a bigger knife attached to his belt, a Katana that he hangs from his side which he calls "Black Mark't" and a Black Dwarven Bow which he usually uses for long ranged combat only.
Appearance: a very strong looking build, blue eyes, 5'o clock shadow bread, few scars, short black hair and he's 5,11 feet tall and weights 260-280 pounds.

Clothing:this armor is the one John wears

Bio: John never knew his birth parents, as a baby he was left the doorstep of Jorrvaskr The Companions who lived there took him in and raised him as one of their own, Kodlak Whitemane "The Harbinger" taught him about Society's current sorry state as he called it, History, Maths and English and become the father figure he never had, Vilkas and Farkas taught him how to fight Close Quarters, Bare Handed, One Handed, Two Handed and Duel Wield but he always preferred One Handed and they would come to be his Brothers "it wouldn't feel right any other way" as he put it while Aela the Huntress taught how to hunt, to be as quiet as you and use a bow in turn she became the mother.

later on in his life he became a member of The Circle which is comprised of the senior members of The Companions and even later he found out they're all Werewolves and he became one himself after drinking the blood of Aela, after this he tracked and hunted Vampires for nearly 4 years now, in this time he learnt their habits, possible persons they would feed on, how they worked inside and outside and he learned how to kill them and have done so many times that he's lost count. then The Thamlor attacked and John feared the worst that his family would be killed and Whiterun sacked as will the rest of Skyrim his life would be ruined he would not be able to go on as normal........he had to do something, this.....he could not allow and vowed to destroy the Thamlor and all they stood for.

Reason for Wanting to Join the "Forbidden Hero's: He hates The Thamlor with a passion so strong that he'll probably kill any Thamlor that angers him

Example of Writing: "Talos damn this snow" I thought as I climbed up the side of the mountain which over looked the City Markarth and it wasn't easy, the wind and snow was pushing me down and there was slippery and loose ice everywhere, had to fight against all of it a few times I nearly slipped scared the hell out of me, finally I reached the top and I looked down and saw Markarth just 50 feet and off to the right of me this was going to be tough as I now had to deal with strong wind and loose rocks going downhill I really had to be careful otherwise I'm gonna fall to my death again nearly did a few, anyway I got off the slope and hop on the road to Markarth. keeping my head low so not to attract attention I walked up the stone steps and approached the gates of Markarth, stupidly one of the two guards standing outside steps forward and stopped me "halt!, there's a rule that all travelers must hand in all weap-" the guard stops as my head shoots up and I stare at him intensely the guard gulps "g-g-go on t-t-through t-t-t-traveler" he tries to say without looking scared I smirk at him and continue to walk on and through to The Sliver Blood Inn.

Is it possible I use my two battle brothers? If not I'll use one and just say the other died...

Name: Shaw
Race: Nord
Affiliations: Former Legion soldier. Now part of the Forbidden Heroes.
Age: Roughly 35
Height: 6'2

Appearance: Broad shouldered with a muscular build. Buzz cut hair with a scar on the left. Pale blue eyes.
Apparel: Similar to the Thieves Guild armour, just black and with no hood.
Weapons: Dual war axes and a shield on his back.

Personality: Never leaves Andre's side, the two are loyal to the death. He is the louder of the two, with a fiery temper and a strong determination. He is loyal, helpful and a comforting companion, just because you almost feel safe with him, just his exuberance.

History: He grew up with Andre, since birth they were close friends. They did everything together, and treated each other like brothers. But their families did not. Their fathers fighting over lands and money and eventually, when they had gained enough experience from lessons from their father (when they where not fighting) villagers and Crowley (and old veteran) They set out together for Solitude. The trek from Morthal to Solitude was long, but the boys loved a challenge. Then, not a day older than 20 they joined the Imperial Legion. After years of battles and wars, the friends saved each others lives on numerous occasions, and the reason why Shaw has the scar is from saving Andre from a pack of bandits, in the night when Andre was sleeping. After Ulfric killed Tullius, and their battalion was disbanded, they set out travellers, roaming skyrim. Eventually they met up with the Forbidden Heroes and ra ra ra ra you get to jibby jabba

Name: Andre
Race: Nord
Affiliations: Former Imperial soldier, now part of the Forbidden Heroes
Age: About 35
Height: 5'8

Appearance: Lean, yet strong build with broad shoulders with a grey-black slicked back shoulder length hair. A goatee and a rough dirty face.
Apparel: A black version of the Imperial armour, with a black hood.
Weapons: A long bow with a quiver of arrows. A basic steel sword.

I'm not going to write a bio for Andre because its the same as Shaw's/

Really good idea and as a new member to e forum I bid u welcome and wish you a good stay

The Captain and MagicBlade, your both in. Also, you can use both. Just don't become immensely powerful because there is two people, A question though. Who's POV will it be from, or will it switch?

POV? what does that mean? sorry I've only been here awhile

Point of View. An example could be, lets say, Call of Duty. Your POV is First Person (seeing from the eyes of a person), hence the name First Person Shooter. But in other games, like Minecraft, you can change your POV to Third Person (seeing from a distance). Hope thats not to confusing

oh okay I think mine is first person

third for me with dual chars

ok thanks for telling me magic

Name: Daemion
Alias: none
Race: wood elf
Age: 22
Gender: male
Family: none
Personality: Shy around strangers but once you get to know him he is very open, positive, don't get him angry
Religion: Agnostic (Thinking about the nine divines but can't decide)
Affiliations: Forbidden heroes (duh), Theives guild


Skills


Expert: Archery, sneak, pickpocket, lockpicking
Adept: One handed, illusion
Novice: Smithing, alchemy
Backstory/Bio: Born in valenwood under the serpent stone, he moved to skyrim just last year but had been living in poverty in the streets of Riften until he had been aproached by the leader of the thieves guild when he failed to pick his pocket but failed, the thieves guild welcomed him in with open arms and he has lived in the ratways until now.
Reason for wanting to join the "Forbidden Heros": Tire of the thalmor trespassing in the ratway and for them killing his mother and father
Example of Writing: (Make it about a Paragraph)
Daemion relaxed on the bench just beside the well in the middle of riften, he listened carefully through the crowds of people buying and selling at the market stalls. He had sworn he heard something coming from down the well, like an arrow clanking of a wall or something. "There it is again!" He thought, peering cautiously down the long well. He thought he saw some light down there. "I'll wait 'till night." He said jumping up and headed towards the Bee and barb.
As he pushed his way through the crowds, he noticed a man in brightly coloured clothes, "He must be rich..." Daemion thought, slowing his pace as he passed the man. He slipped his fingers into the man's pocket carefully but quickly pulling out a purse filled with septims. "Jackpot!" He sneared louder than anticipated, the man smung around grabbing Daemion's arm and flipping him onto the ground.
"I heard that!" The man hissed tightening his grip on Daemion's arm, "Give me back my money!" Daemion whimpered as he handed the coin purse over to the man.
"So close..." Daemion sighed getting up to go.
"And where do you think you're going?" The man put a hand on Daemion's shoulder, "That was a nice try, we could use you in our business." Daemion smiled, he had found a member of the thieve's guild, the guild he had been looking for since he got to Riften.

Sorry I got a little carried away with the story, couldn't really find a good place to end it.

Name: Velech
Alias: The cook
Race: Nord
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Family: His father died in the Great War, he was a great general. His mother was a Mage who taught at the mages guild in Bruma. Velech grew up in Bruma. He came to Skyrim at the age of 30 to join the Companions, but worked as a cook while he trained to become stronger. He joined the Companions with his partner and got admitted into the Circle. When the Thalmor attacked his partner was killed. He slaughtered most of the elves and ran. Within a few months he joined the Forbidden heros.
Personality: Loves to cook, is proud to be a Companion. Hates the Thalmor. He holds Talos in high regard and is a secret Talos worshipper. He is not racist.
Religion: The Nine.
Affiliations: Companions.
Skills
Expert: One handed, block, Heavy armor.
Adept: Restoration and Alteration.
Novice: Alchemy.
Backstory/Bio: Said in the family section.
Reason for wanting to join the "Forbidden Heros": He hates the Thalmor and is disgusted by what they do.
Example of writing: The aroma coming from the pot filled the room. Velech dipped his spoon into the stew and stirred the meal. A combination of meat, potatoes, leeks and carrots mingled together and made the stew what it was, a hardy, tasty meal.

You both are accepted, Ok the RP will be up soon

awesome! thanks

yay!