Okay, sorry this took so long. BIG, BIG thanks to
AS88 for helping me iron some of this stuff out (particularly Lore and perk related issues). I had already created a Khajiit last night, but upon being informed that the prefix I chose was incorrect for my character, I'll be restarting her tonight. Tell me what you think, and what other refining could be done.
**Bear in mind that since this is my first RP, I am trying to keep it somewhat simple. You'll notice that I'll be allowing myself to do a lot of things with easy rationalization. I will be having her eat food 2x per day. After hunting, provided there's an inn nearby, she'll stop in for a drink and to socialize. She'll be taking on many local quests to fill time and gain gold.**
Weapons:
· Daggers
· Bow
· Unarmed
· Light Armor
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Personality:
· Unconcerned with thoughts of Dragons, doesn't fully believe in existence (likely no main quest following-- Stealing the idea that Helgen was a bad Moon Sugar trip from
AS88 )
· Vengeful
· Taste for killing (has heard rumors of DB)
· Sneaky
· Reads as much as possible, especially history books
· thief (Activated thief stone)
· alchemist
· Will kill Imperials on site if she can avoid a bounty
· Will fraternize (and enter the cities) with those aligned with the Empire, provided they can help her and that they aren’t Imperial Soldiers
· Prefers to make her own weapons and potions
· Distaste for magic, but will use enchanted items if it helps her and her cause
· Friendly towards Forsworn
· Has heard rumors of the Thieves Guild and the fortune they can help bring her
· Plans to join the Stormcloaks
Favorites:
· Apples
· Meat
· Mead/Alcohol
Backstory:
Dar'Ajira grew up with her mother and father in the wilderness near Falkreath, avoiding the darkened eyes that fell upon her family whenever they came near the gated cities. Her father, S’Zahr, was a hunter. Her mother, S’Tsani, a proficient alchemist. When Dar’Ajira was about 10 years old, her father embarked on a hunting trip, in the direction of Markarth. Days and days passed, each more tense than the last. Finally after nearly two weeks of awaiting his return, S’Tsani decided to go out and search for him, telling Ajira to stay put. Ajira knew she had no choice but to follow; her mother was a kind soul, and would surely hide the truth of whatever she found. Ajira followed her mother in the shadows (her parents never could find her during childhood games of hide and seek), and picked up fruit, berries, and killed small animals along the way for sustenance. After two days and one night of walking, Ajira watched her mother fall to the ground in grief; she had been following a faint trail of blood, which led to a discovery she never would have dreamt of. Ajira’s father was found dead, with only the torn remains of Imperial armor surrounding him, and his own dagger in his chest. To S’Tsani, this only cemented her belief that the wretched Imperials hated their Kind. Before Ajira could stop her, her mother entered Markarth, ignoring the guard’s cries of “Oy! Milk Drinker! You are not welcome here!”. Armed with nothing but a well-worn dagger and a few potions, she continued on in order to enact vengeance for Zhar’s death. Ajira crept behind her, tense, avoiding the guards as best she could. Tsani finally slowed; unsure of what was to come, Ajira watched on fearfully. Tsani approached a group of Imperial Soldiers, who were sharing a drink and a laugh. Tsani asked one question as she approached: “Why?”; one soldier, who seemed to know what Tsani was speaking of, replied: “He was a Thalmor informant, no?” as he reached for his battle-dulled sword… Ajira watched in horror, as she realized their journey was all for naught. Her mother fought valiantly, but was overcome by the weapons of the soldier. The soldiers left the area, laughing. Had they not realized they now the blood of two unnecessary deaths in their ledgers? Ajira approached her mother’s body, and was filled with grief, but also a sense of purpose. She
would enact vengeance upon the Imperial scum who orphaned her, over false claims. She would train hard in the years to come, acquire companions who could aide her in building her strength, and she would embark upon her journey to join the Stormcloaks filled with self-serving purpose and little regard for those who could not help her along the way.