OOC The invasion of the Damned

[Mini Mongo]

The Dragons are gone, the Stormcloaks are destroyed, and the Imperials have taken full control.​

Finally peace is in Skyrim once more, and the Imperials Empire can rebuild themselves.​

But then, a hole family is murdered. A father, mother and child all killed.​

Then worshippers of the Nine Divines begin to preach of doom and domination.​

They say that Peryite and Molag Bal seek to destroy the mortals of Nirn.​

No one believed them, much like no one believed of the Dragons return.​

Then more than just the family were being killed. Men stained in blood ran to the Jarls.​

They said that something raised from the dead, and attacked them. Always the same​

attack, always in a graveyard. Always the same fear in the eyes of the victims.​

The Brotherhood of Witchers are then recruited by a Jarl, a messenger is sent​

to the Brotherhoods place of sleeping on top of a high mountain opposite of the Throat of the World.​

They must investigate the murders, find the reasoning behind the attack.​

And it is then, that the world of men. Fear for their lives once more.​

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Rules:​

1: No god modding.​

2: No arguing or ranting​

3: You can swear, but not to much.​

4: Some lore will be broken, but only by the OP's.​

5: You character must have one flaw.​

6: Only post OOC in the chat or this thread.​

7: Post at least once a day, and make sure it's at least one paragraph.​

8: You may have interactions only involving your character when waiting for someone to post.​

9: Post you character card on here and await approval before posting.​

10: HAVE FUN!!!​

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RECRUITING: CLOSED​

Current Lesser Master spaces: 1/2​

Current Witcher spaces: 4/4​

Current Survivor spaces: 2/2​

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Current members:​

(Admin) Mini Mongo - Geran - Grand Master​

Skyrimosity - Edwyn - Lesser Master​

(OP) meben15 - Jaygue - Witcher​

lbrasz44 -Thorall - Witcher​

The-Madgod - Sal-Dus Eliki - Witcher​

MissingOne123 - Ambrosia - Witcher​

death raider - J'Oran - Survivor​

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CornerPocket - Bruynzeel - Survivor​

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And please sign up for my guild, here is the link​

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Example on how to post your character card:​

Name: Geran Dexti (Geran the scarred)​

Race: Nord​

Class: Professional undead killer.​

Gender: Male​

Age: 31​

Title: Grand master of the Brotherhood of Witchers and the Dark Paladin. Addressed by his Guild members as Lord Geran.​

Personality: Quiet during battles. Only talks when spoken to. Likes to stay hidden. Likes solitude. Merciless and cold hearted to his enemies. Usually cuts straight to the point.​

Apperance: Yellow eyes. Scar across his left eye. White hair and white skin. Average build. 6'2. Covered in many brutal scars all over his body.​

Clothing & Weaponary: Wears full leather armor (does not wear helmet) and a brown hood to stay hidden. Two greatswords, one steel curved great sword on his back and one silver great sword on the right to his other. Sometimes during battle he removes his hood and leather jacket, showing his scars as a sign to inflict fear.​

Bio: Born in Skyrim, Geran was raised in a bandit fort in Treva's watch. Taught how to battle since the age of 6 he was taught how to use a greatsword, kill mercilessly and resist pain. He was brought up much like the legendary spartans of old, but with a group of the most dangerous bandits in all Tamriel. He grew how to resist pain, and killed his first victim in fair combat in the Bandits arena at only 14. His family has had a blood tradition, to always live by combat and death. Over time his family began to inherit yellow eyes, fierce at battle the Dexti's are known bandits. After his first kill in the arena he and his brothers left the clan, moving from one to another telling no one. They left late in the night and were accepted in the new clan as Brothers. During years of being in the clan the Brothers plotted a savage slaughter of the bandits, to spread word of their legend and skill in combat.​

And then when Geran finally set out the plan at just 16, he grouped with his real brothers who trained with him, gathered weapons and armor and left, killing all and leaving no trace, burning the fort to dust. They set to head to Markarth, a fine city led by the Silver bloods, and surely safe for the Dexti's to hide. They gained their mark in Markarth, but eventually the Silver bloods forced their hand upons the Dexti's backs, and forced them to work in their mine forever in safety. Geran then worked for 15 years in the mine until finally the Forsworn escaped the mine, along with Geran and one of his brothers with him. Unforgettably his other brother died by the guards hand, and then during the escape his other brother died. Geran not looking back he carried on, and then traveled to Dawnstar, a quiet town, ruled by only the Jarl and his guards at hand. Geran now earns a living by being a sell sword, commonly traveling along with adventurers seeking fame and glory...........and treasure. He is usually hired as a mere sell sword, a bodyguard or a captain of a few men. Now Geran seeks his own fame and glory, restoring the Dexti's name once and for all.​

Strengths: Skilled in great swords. Very strong. Can resist pain. Has no emotion nor mercy. Causes fear in battle when showing his scars and roaring his families war cry. Skilled in bandit raids, murder and all bandit tactics due to how he was brought up.​

Weaknesses: Hard to trust at times. Leaving men behind usually gives him a disadvantage against enemies. Has many enemies and few friends. Can be accused of being a Vampire.​

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[cazzer14]

Name : Cyrus
Gender : Male
Race : Redguard
Age : 23

Appearance : Typical Redguard skin, though slighty paler due to his time in Skyrim. Has cornrows on top of his head, and shaved sides. Has a single, long scar going vertically down the left cheek. Of a shorter-than-average, muscular build. Makes up in speed what he lacks in strength.

Bio : Cyrus was raised among bandits, specifically the ones at Treva's watch, he doesn't know who his parents were, if they were bandits or otherwise, or how he got there. He had a good, if morally incorrect 23 years of upbringing. His fellow brigands taught him how to fight, and the basics of robbing the travelling and innocent. Cyrus knew what he was doing was wrong, but he didn't know any better, and so just rolled with it, partially because it was kinda fun, and partially out of fear of disobeying and aggravating his comrades(?) by displaying hesitation.

One night, however, Cyrus woke up with blood on his hands, on the floor beside the bandit leader, Hjromar who had his neck snapped, and a dagger in his stomach. Puzzled and confused with no memory of how he got there, or how his chief came to be dead, Cyrus was startled by a good friend of his, Kyril, who, initially startled by the sight before him, decided to hear Cyrus' story of dazed innocence, and was going to help Cyrus get out of there before the others found Hjromar's body. With no time to retrieve belongings, Kyril guided Cyrus to the exit of the fort, and gave him a sack of 100 gold coins, and told him to head to Riften. Before Cyrus could thank his friend, an arrow impale Kyril's throat, and Cyrus turned and ran into the lush golden forests of the Rift, several bandits on his trial, clearly annoyed by the pre-mature death of their leader. Cyrus managed to outrun them, and had true freedom in front of him.

Skills : Cyrus quickly discovered during spars with his 'colleagues' that he had a natural skill for unarmed fighting. Cyrus would often disarm and snap the neck of an enemy before they could even draw their swords. He also found he had a silver tongue, and natural charisma, which helps him talk his way out of situations he may find himself in if he gets caught doing things he shouldn't.

Personality : Cyrus has a great sense of humour, and would often crack jokes with his friends as they were preparing for an ambush on a passing caravan. He does know the time for joking, and the time for seriousness though, and knows when there are lines he shouldn't cross. Light-hearted and friendly for a bandit, he seems to make friends very easily. (Think of a Tony Stark (Robert. Downey Jnr.) suaveness about him).

 

[Minecat24]

((I guess I'll just stick my info here because that's what seems to be happening))

Name: Midarha
Race: Argonian
Class: Thief/Battlemage
Gender: Female
Age: 23
Looks: Reddish-orange eyes. Skin/scales are a dark brownish color. Her forehead and scales under her eyes are yellow, while her cheeks and throght are purple. Bright orange-red lines run across her neck. She has two horns that curve forward and small horns above her eyes. She's a bit short.
Personality: Midarha is normally friendly, albeit unpredictable. She is very open minded, but impulsive, often acting before she thinks. She's usually in it for the money, but will sometimes forgo the cash to help someone in need. Her actions are often dictated by her twisted sense of justice. She has no qualms about murder, and if betrayed, has a strong sense of revenge.
While she doesn't worship any, Midarha respects, and will do the bidding of most dadreic princes.
She also has kleptomanical tendencies, which led her to become a thief. She is particularly fond of jewelry.
She has an irrational hatred of ghosts, undead, vampires and the like.

Midarhha was once a companion back when she was new to Skyrim. She thought it was a good way to gain money and a reputation. When she found out the secret behind the circle, she was a bit frightened, but also eager. Without thinking it through, she became a werewolf. After a while, the argonian realized she wasn't suited to the blood of the wolf, and started to see it as more of a curse. Without warning, she left Jorrvaskr and started traveling skyrim in search of a cure.

Misc: Midarha uses stealth whenever possible, using a dagger to silently cut down enemies. When she loses the element of suprise however, she'll charge into battle. She prefers a mace or axe, and knows some basic destruction and restoration spells.

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[R'alle]

Name:R'alle
age:14
Sex:Male
Backstory:Young abandoned khajiit.Parents left him in skyrim. His parents saw him weak, they left him so he can man up. He lived in the forest since he was 6. One day some Namira worshipers came through the forest. The leader was a beautiful vampire by the name of lyssa. She taught him everything about Namira. Every since that day he believed and loved Namira. He sometimes hears her voice in his skull. She would ask of tasks from him. He usually completed them. They were small tasks, collect hawk feathers,gather mushrooms,hunt a rabbit then take out the eyes. After that he usually somehow found his way to Lyssa. She then mixed it with something.R'alle wasn't sure what was in, he was rather curious one day. He took a sip from a vile,then Lyssa grabbed his throat right before he swallowed. R'alle was so scared, he thought the vampire was hungry. But that wasn't the case, she simply squeezed quickly making R'alle spit out the liquid. She smiled and told him to never touch the viles. He enjoyed his life, all he had to do was collect supplies. In return he was fed and given a family. When R'alle turned 13 he was given a Namira Tattoo on his left breast.
It was a Black Bat with snakes choking it, on top of the snakes were roaches who had pieces of skin in their pinchers. R'alle was introduced to human flesh at a young age (8 yrs old) ever since then he couldn't eat anything else. He usually ate off of Lyssa's victims.

Combat:Thick/sharp claws. Quick, quiet. Can see in the dark. Has excellent hearing. Excellent nose. Very attentive.

Weakness: In the 30 mins around he awakes his senses are very dull/weak. His senses need time to start up. He isn't very strong. He is deathly afraid of elves. And he absolutely hates Nords.

 

[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 has been approached by a man who believes a family may be turning into a zombies so he has come to investigate. (Where we meet.)

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.

 

[Mini Mongo]

All we need now is Missing one and Chief to post their characters cards then we can get started. If ashleigh does actually join this story as a character we need her to post as well. And yeah Bretons are the superior magic users...........joint with High elves

 

[cazzer14]

Screw High Elves.

*Senses Ashleigh coming with anger*

 

[MissingOne123]

(( High Elves are great, just thought I'd put that out there. ))

Character name: Ambrosia

Race: High Elf

Class: Mage

Gender: Female

Looks: Tall, muscular woman. Her skin is dark and her expression is almost always unamused. She stands tall and proud, though comes off as arrogant and rude. Her hair is kept shoulder-length short, and black. She has thin, dark lips, and a narrow, angular face. Her eyes use to be a stunning green, until a fight with a bandit left her with a jagged, pink scar and blind in one eye.
She is almost always found wearing robes or enchanted armor, unless told otherwise.

Personality: Ambrosia is a loner. She's quiet, and prefers doing things on her own. Talking and interacting with other members are not something she exactly enjoys doing after years of being on her own. She is unpredictable, and snaps at the smallest of remarks, especially if someone questions her reasoning. More often than not, she ends up fighting it out instead of trying to settling something without bloodshed.
She struggles to respect authority, and seems to simply ignore every given task, though she always ends up getting it done to perfection(Whether in a timely fashion or not), for she would not be able to stand it if somebody else were to be given the job.

Combat Prefs: She is almost always throwing fire at enemies and using restoration type magic to heal herself. Though when her magic simply isn't enough, she will use a sword. Preferably her favored weapon, an Orcish Sword of Flames.

Misc:

 

[cazzer14]

Damn, I've dug myself a hole :/

 

[Mini Mongo]

Right guys come on post on the RP

 

[cazzer14]

What RP?

 

[Mini Mongo]

The invasion of the Damned, I've started the actual story and posted.

 

[cazzer14]

I know, I found it as soon as I looked after I posted. I'm working on my post now.

 

[Mini Mongo]

Oh okay good. And god damn I'm the only one who has faith in well us lol

 

[meben15]

here be my charecter card Mini Mongo

(deleted and posted new one)

 

[Mini Mongo]

Yeah he is indeed. The percentage of people who are joining are part of Corrupted souls. Anyway post on The invasion of the Damned story thread, it's in the active stories sub forum. Remember that everyone is with me at the time, and we are all part of the Brotherhood of Witchers. If you actually wanna join the brotherhood, just go onto my link, post the character card of the character you wanna use for most of are Rp's that I or other members make in the future, then I will make you a member.
The link is in my signature, at the top.

 

[meben15]

very well, would it be alright if I were to use this charecter on this rp and make a diferent one for the brotherhood? Edwin isn't really badass warrior enough to be a witcher .

 

[Mini Mongo]

Yeah sure, if your joining the Brotherhood then be sure that he really really hates the undead. And make him bloody tough, preferably a warrior but I honestly do not mind. Just don't overpower him.

 

[meben15]

yea that sounds cool, on second thought I think I will make a new charecter for this rp. I already have a pretty good Idea of what he is going to be. I will make the charecter card for him and post sometime later this afternoon.

 

[Mini Mongo]

Okay no problem, post away mate.