Elder Scrolls: Second Era: 840 RP (OOC/Signup)

[Zeinbrad]

Name:Romulus Don
Age:39
Appearance:
Race:Imperial
Class (if not a particular class, then just choose seven main skills):Crusader
Weapons:Sword (Enchanted with fire) and shield
Armour (including worn items in general):Casual is what ever the guy with the brown beard is wearing then steel armor(Or chainmail if they didn't have it at this time)
Place of birth: The imperial city
Biography:(Note this is basically the story of mount and blade so yes it's going to be bad)A former slave of a man named Titus,Don always wished one day to be free. He got his chance one night in the wheat fields of the Imperial city when the fields guards where asleep. He ran to Riften as fast as he could making it there in four weeks. He got a job as a bartender buying a sword and a shield in the day of is former master one day coming to calm him back. One day a slaver hired by his former master found him and attacked him. Don fought him off then killed the man by accident

A man saw Don fight of the Slaver with great skill and recruited him to go find twelve men to find his brother. To make a long story short Don recruited Twelve men found the mans brother and was payed 7,000 gold then left to adventure the world. He found a job as a mercenary of the king of Riften who paid him 8,000 gold a month allowing him to buy a army of his own after sixteen years of work. (Yeah not my best bio)
RP sample:http://forum.nationstates.net/viewtopic.php?f=31&t=210990&view=unread#unread

[Videssos]

Name:Romulus Don
Age:39
Appearance:(Image)
Race:Imperial
Class (if not a particular class, then just choose seven main skills):Crusader
(Added for IC sake) Number of Troops: 30,000 (26,000 thousand infantry 12,000 Archers and 700 cavalry)
Weapons:Sword (Enchanted with fire) and shield
Armour (including worn items in general):Casual is what ever the guy with the brown beard is wearing then steel armor(Or chainmail if they didn't have it at this time)
Place of birth: The imperial city
Biography:(Note this is basically the story of mount and blade so yes it's going to be bad)A former slave of a man named Titus,Don always wished one day to be free. He got his chance one night in the wheat fields of the Imperial city when the fields guards where asleep. He ran to Riften as fast as he could making it there in four weeks. He got a job as a bartender buying a sword and a shield in the day of is former master one day coming to calm him back. One day a slaver hired by his former master found him and attacked him. Don fought him off then killed the man by accident

A man saw Don fight of the Slaver with great skill and recruited him to go find twelve men to find his brother. To make a long story short Don recruited Twelve men found the mans brother and was payed 7,000 gold then left to adventure the world. He found a job as a mercenary of the king of Riften who paid him 8,000 gold a month allowing him to buy a army of his own after sixteen years of work. (Yeah not my best bio)
RP sample:http://forum.nationstates.net/viewtopic.php?f=31&t=210990&view=unread#unread

Accepted.
I'm glad I never said exactly how many troops were present in the Crimson Guard exactly, lol, because you got big army.
Also, the guy in the pic is Sean Bean.
Or Sharpe. Or Eddard Stark of Wintefell.
And various other people from numerous films and TV series.

[Segmentia]

That's a crazy amount of people.

[Zeinbrad]

Name:Romulus Don
Age:39
Appearance:(Image)
Race:Imperial
Class (if not a particular class, then just choose seven main skills):Crusader
(Added for IC sake) Number of Troops: 30,000 (26,000 thousand infantry 12,000 Archers and 700 cavalry)
Weapons:Sword (Enchanted with fire) and shield
Armour (including worn items in general):Casual is what ever the guy with the brown beard is wearing then steel armor(Or chainmail if they didn't have it at this time)
Place of birth: The imperial city
Biography:(Note this is basically the story of mount and blade so yes it's going to be bad)A former slave of a man named Titus,Don always wished one day to be free. He got his chance one night in the wheat fields of the Imperial city when the fields guards where asleep. He ran to Riften as fast as he could making it there in four weeks. He got a job as a bartender buying a sword and a shield in the day of is former master one day coming to calm him back. One day a slaver hired by his former master found him and attacked him. Don fought him off then killed the man by accident

A man saw Don fight of the Slaver with great skill and recruited him to go find twelve men to find his brother. To make a long story short Don recruited Twelve men found the mans brother and was payed 7,000 gold then left to adventure the world. He found a job as a mercenary of the king of Riften who paid him 8,000 gold a month allowing him to buy a army of his own after sixteen years of work. (Yeah not my best bio)
RP sample:http://forum.nationstates.net/viewtopic.php?f=31&t=210990&view=unread#unread

Accepted.
I'm glad I never said exactly how many troops were present in the Crimson Guard exactly, lol, because you got big army.
Also, the guy in the pic is Sean Bean.
Or Sharpe. Or Eddard Stark of Wintefell.
And various other people from numerous films and TV series.

Edit now's its a unknown amount

[Mondrova]

Since we are talking about armies, as I've been saying for a while now, the first forces of the Dominion will be arriving in Dawnstar in a few posts time. After that there will be a somewhat large influx of them followed by a pause then more troops arriving. It is all part of the plan for Tamriel.

[Videssos]

Since we are talking about armies, as I've been saying for a while now, the first forces of the Dominion will be arriving in Dawnstar in a few posts time. After that there will be a somewhat large influx of them followed by a pause then more troops arriving. It is all part of the plan for Tamriel.

Right. Aren't they on the wrong side of the continent, lol?

Or are they just being odd?
And as a side note; who leads the dominion?
I think SaintB had Elanin leading the Aldmeri Dominion in the other TES RP, though that was set in a different time-frame, characters can be recycled.

[Mondrova]

The Dominion wants to claim Cyrodil, and rather than risk a frontal attack from just Valenwood, they will launch a two pronged one from Skyrim and Valenwood. They will push down south from Dawnstar after taking Solitude and Markarth, and then consolidate forces in the area to crush the Imperials. By doing this they also create an effective buffer with the Daggerfall Covenant, while not risking lands they consider valuable like Cyrodil, which is the traditional home of emperors in Tamerial, at least for man.

As for the first dominion, when I looked it up, I didn't get a lot of information, so I'm taking some liberty and altering them a bit. However, they were a powerful and glorious empire by all accounts, so presumably they had a powerful military as they would in their second incarnation.

[Prometheo]

Name: Sage Darke

Age: 32

Appearance: Sage has long brown hair that reaches to his shoulders, usually tied back. His eyes are green, and he has a scar, about an inch in length, below his right eye. He is athletic in build, and 5'11.

Race: Imperial

Class (if not a particular class, then just choose seven main skills): Witchhunter (Alchemy, Athletics, Conjuration, Destruction, Marksman, Acrobatics, Security) I replaced Mysticism with Acrobatics.

Weapons: Heartsbane (an enchanted bow that causes potent fire damage), a steel long-sword, and a quiver of Orcish arrows.

Armour (including worn items in general): Sage wears a pair of leather gauntlets, and a plain green cloth shirt. Over this is a light brown, thin leather vest. His pants are wool and dyed a dark brown, and he wears leather boots as well.

Place of birth: Cyrodil

Biography: Sage was born in Cyrodil to fairly wealthy Imperial nobles, but left at a young age for a life of adventure. He encountered many things, including Daedric Princes. Sage instantly grew a loathing for these beings, and indeed any other twisted creature. He made it a point to stop off in caves that were rumored to be infested with vampires, or undead, and slay them for sport while on his travels. At one point, Sage made a hefty amount of gold selling a large amount of Vampire Ash.
Sage enlisted in the Imperial Legion when he found the road was making him wary, but grew warier living the life of a soldier, and eventually deserted. The Legion gave a brief search for him, but gave up after almost half a year of no results. Sage is still wanted in the Imperial City, and often steers wide of the place whenever he finds himself in Cyrodil.

RP sample: viewtopic.php?f=31&t=210575&p=11810468&hilit=Darius#p11810468

viewtopic.php?f=31&t=208952

viewtopic.php?f=31&t=210575&p=11841040&hilit=Darius#p11841040

[Prometheo]

The Dominion wants to claim Cyrodil, and rather than risk a frontal attack from just Valenwood, they will launch a two pronged one from Skyrim and Valenwood. They will push down south from Dawnstar after taking Solitude and Markarth, and then consolidate forces in the area to crush the Imperials. By doing this they also create an effective buffer with the Daggerfall Covenant, while not risking lands they consider valuable like Cyrodil, which is the traditional home of emperors in Tamerial, at least for man.

As for the first dominion, when I looked it up, I didn't get a lot of information, so I'm taking some liberty and altering them a bit. However, they were a powerful and glorious empire by all accounts, so presumably they had a powerful military as they would in their second incarnation.

I really, reallly hate the Altmer.

[Videssos]

Name: Sage Darke

Age: 32

Appearance: Sage has long brown hair that reaches to his shoulders, usually tied back. His eyes are green, and he has a scar, about an inch in length, below his right eye. He is athletic in build, and 5'11.

Race: Imperial

Class (if not a particular class, then just choose seven main skills): Witchhunter (Alchemy, Athletics, Conjuration, Destruction, Marksman, Acrobatics, Security) I replaced Mysticism with Acrobatics.

Weapons: Heartsbane (an enchanted bow that causes potent fire damage), a steel long-sword, and a quiver of Orcish arrows.

Armour (including worn items in general): Sage wears a pair of leather gauntlets, and a plain green cloth shirt. Over this is a light brown, thin leather vest. His pants are wool and dyed a dark brown, and he wears leather boots as well.

Place of birth: Cyrodil

Biography: Sage was born in Cyrodil to fairly wealthy Imperial nobles, but left at a young age for a life of adventure. He encountered many things, including Daedric Princes. Sage instantly grew a loathing for these beings, and indeed any other twisted creature. He made it a point to stop off in caves that were rumored to be infested with vampires, or undead, and slay them for sport while on his travels. At one point, Sage made a hefty amount of gold selling a large amount of Vampire Ash.
Sage enlisted in the Imperial Legion when he found the road was making him wary, but grew warier living the life of a soldier, and eventually deserted. The Legion gave a brief search for him, but gave up after almost half a year of no results. Sage is still wanted in the Imperial City, and often steers wide of the place whenever he finds himself in Cyrodil.

RP sample: viewtopic.php?f=31&t=210575&p=11810468&hilit=Darius#p11810468

viewtopic.php?f=31&t=208952

viewtopic.php?f=31&t=210575&p=11841040&hilit=Darius#p11841040

Accepted.

By the way, this is set a little before the Empire of the Septims, so you may have to put that into consideration. After all, that Empire begins in the Third Era, which is a few decades off.
The previous Cyrodiilic Empire fell a few centuries ago, and lots of factions, including the Daggerfall Covenant and the Aldmeri Dominion are squabbling over land, still. Cyrodiil, Skyrim, Morrowinf and the likes are generally pretty divided and chaotic.

The Dominion wants to claim Cyrodil, and rather than risk a frontal attack from just Valenwood, they will launch a two pronged one from Skyrim and Valenwood. They will push down south from Dawnstar after taking Solitude and Markarth, and then consolidate forces in the area to crush the Imperials. By doing this they also create an effective buffer with the Daggerfall Covenant, while not risking lands they consider valuable like Cyrodil, which is the traditional home of emperors in Tamerial, at least for man.

As for the first dominion, when I looked it up, I didn't get a lot of information, so I'm taking some liberty and altering them a bit. However, they were a powerful and glorious empire by all accounts, so presumably they had a powerful military as they would in their second incarnation.

I really, reallly hate the Altmer.

I dislike the Thalmor considerably. Damn arrogant jack-booted Nazi Elves.
Busy enough as it is, fighting unpleasant elves in that other RP of mine. Not the Underworld one, mind you.

[Mondrova]

The Thalmor arrogant, though not totally without reason. At any rate, the Thalmor do not exist as a political organization, or even a military one at this time, so the first Dominion will likely be facilitated through more traditional means. However, for the purposes of the RP, and making a reasonable assumption about the Dominion, I will be acting under the pretense that the Dominions military is in a ranking near or at the ranking of the seconds.

[Syracruse]

Name:Elrohir Lorien
Age: 344 (Appearance is mid to late 20s)
Appearance: Long platinum blonde hair, a gaunt and narrow face, and blue eyes. 6'5 feet tall. Thin and lanky.
(His appearance and armour is mostly influenced by Legolas from Lord of the Rings)
Race: Wood Elf
Class: (Ranger) Light Armour, Marksman, Athletics, Blade, Restoration, Illusion, Alchemy
Weapons: Elven Longbow (along with implied Elven Arrows), Steel Shortsword (Enchanted, description in biography), Elven Knife, Vials of Various Poisons.
Armour: Leather boots, a dark green tunic, Leather gauntlets, and a green cloak.
Place of birth:Lynpar March, Valenwood
Biography: Born in Lynpar March, Elrohir Lorien grew up an orphan. Due to this he has learned invaluable survival skills. He spent much time in the local library, memorizing history and teaching himself illusion and restoration spells, along with alchemy. He purchased a steel short sword for the purpose of testing an enchantment, it worked. The sword, when unsheathed, would cover itself in a thin layer of flames. Elrohir also tried his hand at crafting potions. Hours were spent gathering ingredients to make poisons for his arrowheads, which he tested on rats.
Eventually, after living among trees for almost three and a half centuries, Elrohir decided there was more he wanted to see than the forests of Valenwood. There was a much more exiting world than the one he was currently living in. He wanted to see Skyrim, the Imperial City, and a real living Argonian.

RP sample: This

If anything I have written conflicts with something I will change it, just let me know.

[Videssos]

Name:Elrohir Lorien
Age: 344 (Appearance is mid to late 20s)
Appearance: Long platinum blonde hair, a gaunt and narrow face, and blue eyes. 6'5 feet tall. Thin and lanky.
(His appearance and armour is mostly influenced by Legolas from Lord of the Rings)
Race: Wood Elf
Class: (Ranger) Light Armour, Marksman, Athletics, Blade, Restoration, Illusion, Alchemy
Weapons: Elven Longbow (along with implied Elven Arrows), Steel Shortsword (Enchanted, description in biography), Elven Knife, Vials of Various Poisons.
Armour: Leather boots, a dark green tunic, Leather gauntlets, and a green cloak.
Place of birth:Lynpar March, Valenwood
Biography: Born in Lynpar March, Elrohir Lorien grew up an orphan. Due to this he has learned invaluable survival skills. He spent much time in the local library, memorizing history and teaching himself illusion and restoration spells, along with alchemy. He purchased a steel short sword for the purpose of testing an enchantment, it worked. The sword, when unsheathed, would cover itself in a thin layer of flames. Elrohir also tried his hand at crafting potions. Hours were spent gathering ingredients to make poisons for his arrowheads, which he tested on rats.
Eventually, after living among trees for almost three and a half centuries, Elrohir decided there was more he wanted to see than the forests of Valenwood. There was a much more exiting world than the one he was currently living in. He wanted to see Skyrim, the Imperial City, and a real living Argonian.

RP sample: This

If anything I have written conflicts with something I will change it, just let me know.

Accepted.

[United Slavic Nations]

Name:Elrohir Lorien
Age: 344 (Appearance is mid to late 20s)
Appearance: Long platinum blonde hair, a gaunt and narrow face, and blue eyes. 6'5 feet tall. Thin and lanky.
(His appearance and armour is mostly influenced by Legolas from Lord of the Rings)
Race: Wood Elf
Class: (Ranger) Light Armour, Marksman, Athletics, Blade, Restoration, Illusion, Alchemy
Weapons: Elven Longbow (along with implied Elven Arrows), Steel Shortsword (Enchanted, description in biography), Elven Knife, Vials of Various Poisons.
Armour: Leather boots, a dark green tunic, Leather gauntlets, and a green cloak.
Place of birth:Lynpar March, Valenwood
Biography: Born in Lynpar March, Elrohir Lorien grew up an orphan. Due to this he has learned invaluable survival skills. He spent much time in the local library, memorizing history and teaching himself illusion and restoration spells, along with alchemy. He purchased a steel short sword for the purpose of testing an enchantment, it worked. The sword, when unsheathed, would cover itself in a thin layer of flames. Elrohir also tried his hand at crafting potions. Hours were spent gathering ingredients to make poisons for his arrowheads, which he tested on rats.
Eventually, after living among trees for almost three and a half centuries, Elrohir decided there was more he wanted to see than the forests of Valenwood. There was a much more exiting world than the one he was currently living in. He wanted to see Skyrim, the Imperial City, and a real living Argonian.

RP sample: This

If anything I have written conflicts with something I will change it, just let me know.

MY PRECIOUSSSSSSSS.

Shmeagles precious has returned to Shmeagle. Precioussssss.

[Subject X7]

Name: Ja'Reth Uktain

Age: 45

Appearance: 7 feet y'all. Y'all. T-A-L-L. F*ckin autocorrect...

Race: Argonian

Class (if not a particular class, then just choose seven mai skills): Barbarian, is a master of Hand to Hand combat.

Weapons: Daedric Greatsword of the Inferno

Armour (including worn items in general): Sack cloth pants, Blacksmith's apron, fine leather boots, Amulet of Mara

Place of birth: Blackrose

Biography: Ja'Reth was raised as any other argonian, even though he lacked a proper tail, and was horribly mutated from birth. He was raised to be strong, to fight, to kill. Eventually, his father took him to the Imperial City Arena, where he fought for the Blue team. He exceled in unarmed combat, pummeling the opposition into dust being his specialty, though occasionallu he would use a greatsword. He made a name for himself as Man O' War, and tales of his brutality were known far and wide. After there were no more combatants, Ja'Reth left Imperial City, and traveled to Riften where he worked as a boat caulker/farm hand/hunter. After 8 years, he decided to settle down at the age of 35, and take up his fathers trade as a blacksmith. He discovered new ways of strengthening metal while cutting the weight in half. His armor and weapons became the most coveted in all of Tamriel, being of great durability, agile, and extraordinarily swift. Ja'Reth now owns a forge and a home in Riften, is unmarried, and has no children. He makes armor and tools for those in Riften, and the famous N.U. Lockpicks.

RP sample: Ja'Reth, or Jaws as the Pit dwellers knew him, usually kept to himself. Sure, he ate an inmate every now and then if they were unfortunate enough to cross his path. But today was different. He had heard that prisoners were being thrown into the pit today. If he was lucky, he could catch one himself, and claim the prize. If they were strong enough, he would have a fight with them, and then eat their corpse, hanging the body where all could see. He makes his way towards the hole through which inmates were let down, and waited. There were others, those who had converted to cannibalism, but they left as soon as he arrived. They waited just outside the dim circle of light that the hole cast, to finish the remains of whoever Jaws ate. His sensitive ears pick up a slurred voice high above, gloating about something to the next prisoner to come to the pit. Unusual. The guards never really gloated about much anything, unless it was a high-bountied criminal, assassin, something more than some petty horse thief or revolutionary. "This should be interesting...", Ja'Reth thinks to himself.

[Seriong]

Name: Geron Black-Arrow
Age: 32
Appearance:

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Race: Imperial
Class (if not a particular class, then just choose seven main skills): Assassin
Weapons: Two glass daggers, black shortbow
Armour (including worn items in general): Thick black cloak, used for all purpose warmth and protection, a necklace of a black leaf, on a short chain. He has had it since youth.
Place of birth: Orsimer* (So Geron claims, his parents are unknown of, and his lineage has not been traced)
Biography: (Need a bit of time, rather late here, will post it soon)
RP sample: Last one I tried died. (viewtopic.php?f=31&t=208991) You might remember "No more room in hell"?

[Whittington]

Name: Lucretia Strong-Sword
Age: 25
Appearance: Lucreita is tall like all nords, but since her mother is a native of Cyrodill, she was born with dark brown hair, lightly tanned skin, bright green eyes, and her face seems to be carved by Dibella herself.
Race: Nord/Imperial
Class (if not a particular class, then just choose seven main skills): Heavy armor, blocking, two-handed, restoration, conjuration, speech, sneak.
Weapons: A silver greatsword, and a pair of glass daggers
Armour (including worn items in general): In battle Lucretia wear heavy Imperial Armor (full set) and dons a Legate Helmet. Her regular appearance usually consist of fine clothes and noble robes. She always wears a silver diamond necklace given to her by her mother.
Place of birth: Solitude

Biography: Lucretia Strong-Sword was born in Solitude to a wealthy military family. Her father, a native of Skyrim, was a captain in the Imperial Legion and her mother, an Imperial, came from a wealthy family who made their fortune in trade. Lucretia grew up in a life on finery and power, however she has always been humble and kind to all. At a young age, her father trained Lucretia in the skill of the sword and taught her the art of war. Lucretia's mother saw to it that she received a good education.

At the age of 15, Lucretia, much against her mothers wishes, accompanied her father on long trek across Tamriel , traveling to distant lands, and at times seeing her father fight in battle. Her father wanted her to see the world through his eyes, that there was more to life than just spiced wine and golden jewelry. Lucretia saw the lands of Valenwood, Morrowwind, Hammerfell and Black Marsh. Upon return to Skyrim, Lucretia and her father were ambushed by a large group of bandits. The two fought fiercely, Lucretia taking down as many as she could, however there were far too many for them. In the last moments of his life, Lucretia's father sacrificed his life, giving his daughter time to escape to Falkreath.

News of her father's sacrifice spread across Skyrim and Tamriel. Lucretia and her mother were stricken with grief for some time, and that grief turned into hate. Lucretia vowed to track down the bandits that slayed her father. She joined the Imperial Legion and like her father quickly rose up in the ranks. She was a fierce warrior but also a diplomat. She drew her sword only when necessary, and when she did, blood would soak the ground. She is a model soldier, a natural leader, and never accepts defeat. Don't be fooled by the jewels and finery she adorns, for under her lace lies a dagger.


RP sample: viewtopic.php?f=31&t=174973

[Virtus Dinami]

Posting so I can post application later.

[Videssos]

All Accepted.

By the way, it seems I have to say it quite a lot these days; the Empire of the Septims hasn't been formed yet, and the previous Cyrodiilic empire crumbled centuries ago. At the current time-frame, the lands are divided up into lots of factions, most notably the Daggerfall Covenant and the Aldmeri Dominion.

Caladan has started conquering certain cities in Skyrim- already having taken Windhelm and Winterhold, and currently invading Whiterun, with his company of supposed "mercenaries", namely, the Crimson Guard, numbering in the thousands, that in actuality have sworn to follow Caladan, and enact certain designs he has upon the lands, via conquest.

[Syracruse]

Videssos I love the gamer poop quote in your signature

[Videssos]

Videssos I love the gamer poop quote in your signature

Good to see lots of people recognize it, these days.

[Melpomenia (Ancient)]

I only just realized that Snowhawk was referring to Fort Snowhawk, and not a miscellaneous settlement.
I feel very stupid now.

[Legital]

Apologies, I have to drop out. Way too much happening at the moment.

[United Slavic Nations]

HEY GUYS, GUESS WHAT?

I have no idea how to continue on with my character here. Meh. We'll just say she's hiding in the bushes with the cat lady.

[Syracruse]

Just letting you guys know I won't be posting until after Christmas. Probably didn't have to let anyone know but I almost got kicked out of another RP for not posting.