OOC Fading Hope

[Dabiene Caristiana]

I was planning that with Severus and Serana or one of the women from his make shift vampire clan that he nows rules with Severus saying, "GO NOW!" and buying time for them and sacrificing himself. Or somehow escaping. But hey... That's for me to know... And you to find out.

EDIT: I mean when the Afflicted zombies come. Barging down the cave door. lol. Horrors!

 

[IAmRoggvar98]

Where is this actual rp? Sounds super cool. Wanna read it, but I can't find it

 

[Andre Marek]

I'm gonna post Mareks CC here in the hopes that I can get this one in as well. I just can't resist the urge to destroy some zombies



Name: Andre Marek
Race: Nord
Class: Bounty Hunter
Gender: Male
Age: 43
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Physical Description: Andre Marek is 6’4” and has a lean, muscular build, broad shoulders and a tanned complexion. He has dark brown hair that he keeps cut brutally short. His eyes are a pale grey. Marek sports a long scar on his left cheek, which stretches from the left corner of his mouth to just before his left ear.

Personality: Marek is often described as being stoic, rarely ever allowing others to read his emotions by hiding behind an inscrutable expression of disdain for those around him. He has little patience for anyone, even his employers. Being a bounty hunter by trade, he has no compunctions about violence although he does not always resort to it if an alternative presents itself. Years of negotiating contracts and vying for information from shady underworld associates have sharpened his tongue to the point where he can verbally parry with even the most adept. Marek is very intelligent and enjoys outsmarting his rivals as well as his quarry. There is rarely a situation which he cannot turn in his favour, or in the very least, survive. He has no racial prejudices but he harbours a deep seated hatred and distrust of magic and is slow to trust those who wield it. Marek is often uncomfortable when placed in social situations which he is not in control of. Having lived and worked alone his whole life, he rarely takes orders from anyone but himself and does not look kindly on those that seek to manipulate him.

Apparel : Black pants and tunic worn under a light weight black leather vest which is additionally reinforced with darkened steel plates on the chest and stomach areas as well as covering his shoulders, collarbone, and back. On his limbs Marek wears gauntlets and grieves of the same darkened steel. Protecting his upper legs is a heavy black leather kama (A kama is a long skirt-like piece of armor which hangs from the belt down to just below the knees. The front is parted to allow for freedom of movement to the wearer.) In place of a helmet he wears a black hood and often hides his features underneath a close fitting mask on the lower half of his face. (Basically looks like a Skyrim version of Mandalorian armor from SW but minus the helmet, jetpack, and tech.)

Combat Preference: Andre Marek is a master of hand to hand combat and is often able to engage and defeat several opponents at once even if they happen to be armed. Often times Marek will forego his sword In favour of simple hands and feet. It is extremely hard to fight Marek in a traditional manor due to his lack of expression betraying nothing of his plans or reactions. While fighting, it is common for Marek to stand deceptively still while waiting for the opportune moment to strike, often drawing his opponent into range of devastating kicks, strikes, throws, and holds. Although his preferred style is unarmed, he is also skilled with his long, bastard sword which he took from the corpse of an ex bounty, however, engaging him with a sword is still far preferable to unarmed combat. He prefers to wear medium armor and clothing but will make use of heavier armors if the situation demands it. Marek is also very skilled at remaining undetected in the wilderness as well as in towns and cities.

Biography: Andre Marek was born into a Nordic family living in Cyrodiil before the Great War. During his childhood his father who was a member of the Imperial Legion, taught him how to handle a sword as well as started him hunting. He was in fact out hunting on the day that his family was killed by the elves and has since harboured a bitter resentment of the Dominion. During the war he saw firsthand the kind of destruction that magic users could unleash, having witnessed Thalmor Agents slaughter whole villages. He vowed that he would never become tainted by what he saw as unnatural and wholly evil powers. After the fighting died down and the Empire signed the White Gold Concordat, he took to traveling between the cities of Cyrodiil and offering his services as a bounty hunter to track down and return fleeing fugitives. During this time he discovered the identities of the Thalmor who had killed his parents. After tracking the agents for several days they became aware of his presence, captured Marek and subjected him to cruel tortures both magical and otherwise. The agents decided that he knew nothing of value and left him for dead. After stumbling through the woods for a whole night barely alive he collapsed in a farmer’s field. When the farmer discovered him he offered him a place to stay and recover. When he was recovered enough to continue his job as a bounty hunter, he set out to become strong enough to one day kill the Agents responsible. Marek abilities quickly earned him many contracts with several members of the Imperial courts. Many of the contracts were capture only, forcing Marek to learn new ways to apprehend his quarry. After hearing of the impending war in Skyrim he decided to travel north in the hopes of making his fortune capturing fugitives and hopefully discover the whereabouts of his parents killers. After several years of searching the province he eventually discovered the location of the Thalmor agents. This time he showed no quarter. Marek killed the agents during the final hours of Skyrim’s civil war, thus ending his crusade and accruing a bounty of his own from the Aldmeri Dominion in the amount of 250 000 septims.

 

[A.Auditore]

Reading all the ccs make me hesitant on posting one up think ill just hang back and read

 

[IAmRoggvar98]

Reading all the ccs make me hesitant on posting one up think ill just hang back and read

Yeah me too. Super cool idea but I'm (trying to) start up a different rp This will be a good read though

 

[Hale Loneshadow]

Haha oh man. Simus I just realized...since this takes the timeline-place of Reforging...Hale will have literally just come back from his stint in the realms of Oblivion. I sense a mental break happening...

 

[Hale Loneshadow]

Where is this actual rp? Sounds super cool. Wanna read it, but I can't find it

fellowknight is just waiting for more people to join. He's going to make an actual thread soon, I believe.

 

[IAmRoggvar98]

fellowknight is just waiting for more people to join. He's going to make an actual thread soon, I believe.

Wish I could join, but I already have obligations with another rp. NOT ENOUGH TIME

 

[Dustman]

It's sorta cool, going from a really casual and light Inn and Pub RP (The Three Elk Inn) to a gritty, hardcore, violent RP like this one. I'd say it's a good start.

 

[IAmRoggvar98]

Would a character that didn't post daily still be accepted? Like an every other day thing?

EDIT: If so, here's my CC.

Character Name: Roggvar the Green

Race: Nord

Age: 21

Personality: He is a modest but clever man. Since he was a boy, he was raised to be an honest working man. Since he was old enough to lift a hoe, his father put him to work on the family's farm. He was puny when he was younger, causing him to be the runt of his peers and giving him an antisocial but inwardly humorous outlook on life. He is not cocky but knows his abilities. He is not formally educated in reading or arithmetic, and knows very little about the mystical side of Tamriel. Even then, he is clever in conversation and has an overly dry sense of humor that never insults or puts down others. When he does speak, he is merry and shows a positive outlook although he is often plagued with negative thoughts. He is often mistaken for being a teenager due to his attitude and manner of acting.

Appearance: He has short mousy brown hair that falls slightly down his forehead. He has a light, young, unscarred face that reflects youth, and is built lanky and unimposing but still fit and fairly strong. His eyes are a deep green, reflecting the pungent taste of mint and the smell of crushed pine needles in a cynical but smiling dark green (pardon the metaphor, really the only way I can think of describing the eyes). He acts skittish, often standing in defensive positions (arms crossed, hand on weapon etc.) when in difficult situations. When in comfortable situations, he's known to act and move in a carefree way, making exaggerated and silly motions. The best match I can find as far as the face goes in Jonas Armstrong, who played Robin Hood in the BBC show.



Gear and Fighting Style: Roggvar is a simple man who understands little of magic, and thus knows and uses no magic tactics. When he was young, he learned to hunt for game and sell it to the local butcher, meaning that he is a straight shot with a bow (Skill Level: 50-ish?) and has an often-hidden charm that can get him good prices on just about anything (Skill Level: 40-ish too). He is also good with a knife (30ish) and can stalk game down a trail for hours before taking the shot (50). He is known for wearing dark green and brown leather armor that provides him with forest camouflage, along with a pine green hood that gave him his title (the Green). He carries on his back a bow of orcish design, and a dagger to match, both family heirlooms. He has also fought in close quarters with his bare fists when he must. He is not quick to meaninglessly take up arms, but when he does fight, he fight like the waves on the shore, crashing on his opponent with fury, and then quickly withdrawing before they can retaliate.

Backstory: Being a farm boy, there is little to say. He was raised honestly on a farm in Rorikstead, doing what was needed for his family of father and sister. His mother died in childbirth delivering is younger sister, who is now 16. After his father died when he was 19, Roggvar left the town for good, knowing that his sister Runa was to be wed and have a secured life with a local man. From there he traveled from nook to cranny throughout Skyrim, harvesting crops or making cheap armor from the hides of animals he hunted to get him enough gold for food and board until he could travel to the next place on the map. In his 3 years of traveling, he hunted, gathered, rode, walked, and searched for something more than the mundane life of the Nord workman.

 

[Dustman]

You posted two, fellowknight

 

[Sqeagy]

Is there more room in this rp, or is it full?

 

[Dustman]

It's open to all, just get your CC approved by fellowknight

 

[Sqeagy]

Well then, hears my character card.
Name: Ashley (or Ash as a nickname)

Age:27

Gender: Female

Race: Breton

Skills: One Handed, Archery, Smithing, Heavy Armor, Enchantment.

Appearance: Ash is short even among Bretons, standing at the short height of 4"8. She has blonde hair and blue eyes, and has a curved nose.

Personality: Ashley is a kind woman. She gets along with most people, and has a strong sense of justice. She will do whatever it takes to finish her task.

Fighting Style: Ashley is very skilled with her bow, able to shoot targets from a very far distance with little to no problems. She also uses her one handed sword, another skill which she excels at, when enemies get to close. When her bow is damaged, she has no problem using her

Equipment: After learning how to craft materials using Stalhrim, Ashley created her own set of Heavy Stalhrim armor and her signature Bow and Sword, which she named Starfang, after a sword from a book she read. Her sword has an Ice Enchantment, while her bow has two enchantments one with Ice and the other being a Soul Trap Enchantment. Under her armor she wears Tavern Clothes, even though her family is somewhat wealthy.

History: Ashley was born in White Haven, High Rock. Ashley had a somewhat troubled past, when her mother died and her dad, who was unfit to be a parent at the time, left Ashley and her twin sister Isabelle in the care of an old scholar who would stay at their house. This man was later found out to be a rapist and kidnapper after Ashley, 11 at the time, ventured into the man's house for the first time and found a number of children from other villages and her sister, trapped in the house. After using a lockpick to break all the kids free, Ashley used a spell which she learned from the scholar, on him to knock him out. She informed the guards and the man was banished from the village to somewhere in Cyrodil.

When she turned 18, she along with her sister traveled throughout Tamriel. Ashley traveled last to Solstheim, where she spent 2 years learning how to further her smithing skills and make Stalhrim armor and weapons (which is her current gear). When traveling through Skyrim, she and her sister Isabelle ventured into a mysterious cave, on the request of Falkreath's Jarl Siddgeir. While exploring this cave, alongside the man who would later become Ashley's spouse, her sister was unknowingly turned into a vampire.

5 years later, after marrying her spouse Alec and having a daughter, Isabelle kidnapped her niece upon the bidding of Molag Bal, and tried to sacrifice her to achieve ultimate power from the Daedric Lord. Ashley set off to stop her, and dueled her beloved sister in the cave. Before her sister could deal the final blow to her, Ashley's husband disarmed Isabelle, and provided a distraction necessary for Ashley to regain her sword and stab her sister, seemingly killing her and rescued her daughter. For the next two years, Ashley has resided in Whiterun, training her fighting skills with the Companions, and her smithing with the town's many blacksmiths. She later learned of this new threat to all of Tamriel, and set off to join the fight against the hordes of monsters.

 

[Madrar]

I suppose I could give it a try.

Name: Salthar Vivarian

Age: Near two hundred years of age. Looks to be in early thirties' (human age).

Race: Altmer/Vampire

Class: Sorcerer/Spell sword

Gender: Male

Alignment: Orderly Evil

Appearance: Six feet, seven inches tall, typical elven features, pointed ears, high cheekbones, pale golden skin. Has red-gold eyes, and pitch black hair that falls to his shoulders. His body is scarred from his years in the Dominions' army. Has a pair of scars underneath his left eye.

Apparel:Black Thalmor robes with red and gold stitching. Has Thalmor boots and gloves as well. Underneath his robes, he wears a grey elven tunic with golden elven script on it, and black breaches.

Weapons: An ebony sword with an enchantment of life absorbing

Backstory: Salthar was a commander in the Aldmeri Dominion army during the great war, and served in Skyrimshortly before the rebellion in Skyrim began. Met his wife, Virani, a vampire, in the wilds near Falkreath. The pair fell in love and married in secret, with only Vengar Vivarian, Salthar's brother, as a witness. Shortly after their marriage, Virani turned Salthar into a vampire as well. A few months later, his wife was raped a murdered by a group of Nords from Falkreath. In a rage, the vampire killed them, and their leader, but came to hate Nords of all types, and devoted his life to eliminating them like vermin. He has restored the Bloodlet Throne, and has created a coven, led by him and his brother. His coven controls most of the goings on in Tamriel through murder and subterfuge.

 

[Aethalia]

Hmmm...is this still open?

Name: Aliah Stormwind

Race: Altmer-Vampire

Gender: Female

Age: 90 (looks like she's in her mid twenties)

Alignment: Neutral Evil

Class: Bladesinger

Weapons: A pair of Ebony swords

Armour: A long black leather coat, and fine silky clothes beneath that. (Think Selene from Underworld series)

Appearance: Just under six feet (5'8"), Aliah has gold-red eyes, pale gold skin, the high cheekbones and slanted eyes of most Mer. She has long, arterial blood coloured hair, and several long scars along her back and legs.

Back story: Once Aldmeri nobility, Aliah was attacked by a vampire, turning into one herself, three days later. She was shunned by other nobles, and eventually decided to sail to Skyrim and help her kinsmen put down the illegal worship of Talos. She also met her lover, Dalamir there and served in and around the Thalmor Embassy. After the Empire was defeated, the Nords stormed the embassy, and Dalamir, along with dozens of elite Thalmor soldiers sacrificed their lives defending it.

Aliah escaped, although not before suffering humiliation at the hands of her Nord captors, that had taken her and two other Altmer on the road. After that particular incident, Aliah faded into the background of Skyrim, narrowly avoiding capture on many occasions. After Ulfric's death, security became less strict in Skyrim, and Aliah made her way to Falkreath, tired of all the death and destruction that had occured in the last decade.

 

[Madrar]

Cool, another vampire for Salthar to relate with! (If we get approved, that is)

 

[Aethalia]

Uh-huh. It should be interesting, maybe have Aliah meet up with Salthar somewhere? If we get in the rp, I mean.

 

[Madrar]

Sure. I was thinking for my opening scene to have zombies come charging in the Bloodlet Throne and give Vengar(Salthar's brother) an emotional death scene, but then I thought: Naw, Salthar would go ballistic'

 

[IAmRoggvar98]

How bad is your character card when someone rates your application 'Optimistic'?
Is it that bad?