The Elder Scrolls RP: The 4th Era[IC,OPEN]

[The Armed Republic of Dutch Coolness]

The OOC is found Here.


And the Scrolls have foretold, of black wings in the cold, that when brothers wage war come unfurled!
Alduin, Bane of Kings, ancient shadow unbound, with a hunger to swallow the world!


Map of Tamriel. Want it in a bigger? Hi.

4th Era, 201. 200 Years after the Oblivion Crisis

The Dragons have returned. Their ancient Lord, Alduin, has returned to the world once again, out on regaining his rule on the Mortal Realm. The High King of Skyrim has just been slain, causing a massive civil war across the Province of Skyrim.
It are dark times for the Empire indeed. The Aldmeri Dominion is picking it apart, and the Imperial Legion is spread thin, even more so with Skyrim's civil war. It is these days that the fate of Tamriel will be decided.

As you can already guess, this is a Character-driven Elder Scrolls Roleplaying game. Note that it isn't just limited to the province of Skyrim, just to the continent of Tamriel!
You can be any (major) race you want, including Dremora.
The rules are pretty basic.
-No godmodding
-No killing other people's characters without their permission
-Be original. No RP'ing as characters already existing in the Lore.
-In the end, my word, and the co-op's words (when I will name one) are law.
-Oh, and have fun!

Head to the OOC thread to jump in.

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Solitude, Province of Skyrim, 4E 201
Ildoni Amatius, the Winking Skeever

Ildoni Amatius sat at a table in Solitude's inn, the Winking Skeever, his orders hidden between his equipment. He had just been sent away from the only Penitus Oculatus outpost in Skyrim, at Dragon Bridge. He wasn't allowed to read his orders until he was somewhere nobody would notice him, and absolutely not in Dragon Bridge. So, he had gone to Solitude's best (and only) inn. He had already rented a room. It was probably some mission that was highly secret: he had been given tons of money and some other equipment for it. It was turning night time, and most people left the inn, so he decided to go to his room. An hour or so later, he grabbed his orders, carefully packed between the rest of his stuff. He opened them, and read it. It would apparently be quite a while before he could return..

[The blood ravens]

Solitude, Skyrim

Alex walks into solitude covered with blood, he has just gotten back from raiding a Barrow, and hasn't had a chance to get the bandit, and draugr blood off his armor. "Ew. The Bandit blood stinks.. Or is it the draugr guts? Either way I need a bath." Alex mutters to himself while walking towards the inn, his tail swaying side-to-side as he walks.

[Prusseuss]

Solitude, Skyrim

Dahmket walked over to the cowering summoner.Dahmket suppressed a snort,really,a mere cultist like him,thought he could control me ? Looking at the cultist,he said,in a deep,rumbling voice " Who is your master ? " The cultist,trembling,answered " You." ' Good.Now,stay here.Recruit others." " Yes,my lord." said the cultist,still afraid.With that,Dahmket walked towards the tavern,mace in hand.

[The blood ravens]

Alex walks into the Tavern, and sits down at the bar table. Everyone within 3 seats of him promptly gets up, and sits somewhere else. Alex orders some ale before taking out the strange claw he found in the tomb.

[The Armed Republic of Dutch Coolness]

Solitude, Skyrim. The Winking Skeever

Ildoni walked back to the bar again, and bought a drink. It wasn't that late anyways. There weren't really a lot of people still in the inn. Just the owners, a bard, a child and that Argonian that was nearly always there. Worst thing was that that bard really wasdn't that good at singing. Or making music. He thought he heard footsteps outside, so he looked at the door, waiting for it to open. He still wore his Penitus Oculatus armour, wich meant soem guards already had notified him about.
'Cant say I envy that job.'
He had heard that.. twice now. Stupid Nords.

[Prusseuss]

Solitude, Skyrim. The Winking Skeever

Ildoni walked back to the bar again, and bought a drink. It wasn't that late anyways. There weren't really a lot of people still in the inn. Just the owners, a bard, a child and that Argonian that was nearly always there. Worst thing was that that bard really wasdn't that good at singing. Or making music. He thought he heard footsteps outside, so he looked at the door, waiting for it to open. He still wore his Penitus Oculatus armour, wich meant soem guards already had notified him about.
'Cant say I envy that job.'
He had heard that.. twice now. Stupid Nords.

Dahmket walked into the room.Immediately,everyone went silent.Dahmket just looked around.Seeing the bar,he walked over to it and grabbed some ale.He swiftly drank all of it,petting his Claanfear Jeffy.

[The blood ravens]

Alex chugged down the ale given to him by the bartender before inspecting the claw closely. "Strange. I haven't seen a metal like this before." He mutters before putting it in his backpack, and noticing the Imperial wearing Penitus Oculatus armor. "Why is the Penitus Oculatus here...?" He mutters under his breath.

[The Armed Republic of Dutch Coolness]

Ildoni looked at the Dremora and at the Argonian that both just entered. A Dremora. If only the Vigilants of Stendar were here. Hehe. Probably a failed summoning ritual or so. The guard would notice soon anyways. Not his problem at all. Now the Argonian. He was covered in blood. Guards problem too, but this went a bit too far. He never liked bloodied Argonians, so he walked towards him.

[The blood ravens]

Alex notices the imperial walking towards him but he just remains calm. He adjusts the way he is sitting revealing his two handed Akaviri katana that he is wearing on his belt.

(Yeah I'm changing my app from a one handed katana to a two handed one, and my skills one handed to two handed.

[Honorisia]

Bannered Mare, Whiterun

Urgz stepped through the door, into the inn. The entire room stopped and stared at the massive, intimidating orc. The head of his massive hammer was slick with gore and several dents in his armoured body. In his hand was a severed head. He tossed the bandit's head into the inn. He grunted and sat down, shouting to the barkeep. "ALE!" A small man rushed by, dropping the payment for his job into the orc's lap.

[Pongol]

He dared not move or else the rabbit would run. He pulled back and relaxed his bow arm. He was hungry and so was Amren. He let go. The arrow struck. His name is Arrald Dragonbane. A wanted assassin though nobody knew his name. His friend Amren Nazir Talib was a Redguard he met when he was kidnapped as a child. Bandits had raided his village as a child. His village was raided sometime after the White Gold Concordat was signed. His parents killed but his brother escaped. The bandits took him and taught him the worship of Daedra. One night him and Amren prayed to the Daedra. Picked up their shivs and killed the bandits. Arrald gutted the leader and hung his entrails from a tree. He handed the rabbit to Amren and left the cooking of the rabbit to him. "I am the best archer in Tamriel Amren." Arrald bragged. "Thats a lie this was only luck," Amren replied. Amren was never good with a bow so he stuck with his spear. "Say what you will Amren I never missed a rabbit nor a deer," Arthas said. "The Morag Tong is much easier I don't have to deal with these shit Imperials or Stormcloaks!" Amren shouted. "You forget that I am a Stormcloak. Sad thing is both the Morag Tong and Dark Brotherhood are almost dead," Arrald continued. "Now we have to assassinate the Jarl of Markarth! I am telling you this brotherhood is crazy!" Amren shouted. "We will go to Falkreath for supplies first then make our way to Markarth," Arrald said.

[The Armed Republic of Dutch Coolness]

(Pongol, please post an app at the OOC thread, so we know who your character is, etc.)

Ildoni sat down in front of the Argonian, keeping one eye onn the Dremora.
'You do know you rather smell? Who's blood is that, then?'
He noticed the Argonian holding his katana close. Had been ages since he last saw those. Last one was from a Blade..

[Prusseuss]

(Pongol, please post an app at the OOC thread, so we know who your character is, etc.)

Ildoni sat down in front of the Argonian, keeping one eye onn the Dremora.
'You do know you rather smell? Who's blood is that, then?'
He noticed the Argonian holding his katana close. Had been ages since he last saw those. Last one was from a Blade..

Dahmket walked over to the pair,perfectly calm.When he was close enough,he said " Greetings.I am Dahmket.And you are ? "

[The blood ravens]

"Damn bandits, and Draugr wouldn't stop bleeding on me, and I haven't had a chance to shower."

[The Armed Republic of Dutch Coolness]

'Ildoni Amatius. Penitus Oculatus. If I were you, Id be carefull. Most people don't like Daedra. If the Vigilants find out.. None of my business though. And you appear to be quite calm for your kind.'
He looked at the Argonian and responded to him:
'Ah, the damned bandits. And Draugr. That's what's causing your smell, probably. I would try to get washed soon. Nobody really likes people covered in blood.'

[The blood ravens]

'Ildoni Amatius. Penitus Oculatus. If I were you, Id be carefull. Most people don't like Daedra. If the Vigilants find out.. None of my business though. And you appear to be quite calm for your kind.'
He looked at the Argonian and responded to him:
'Ah, the damned bandits. And Draugr. That's what's causing your smell, probably. I would try to get washed soon. Nobody really likes people covered in blood.'

"Indeed" He says. Upon closer inspection his Katana is glowing red.

[The Armed Republic of Dutch Coolness]

'Anyways, you are? And where did you get that katana from? Last time I saw one of them was with one of thr Blades. And we all know how they are.'

[The blood ravens]

'Anyways, you are? And where did you get that katana from? Last time I saw one of them was with one of thr Blades. And we all know how they are.'

"My names Alex, and I cannot tell you how I got it right now." Alex says while looking around the tavern.

[Prusseuss]

'Anyways, you are? And where did you get that katana from? Last time I saw one of them was with one of thr Blades. And we all know how they are.'

"My names Alex, and I cannot tell you how I got it right now." Alex says while looking around the tavern.

" You most likely looted it from a fallen blade." aid Dahmket,mace on his hip.

[The blood ravens]

"My names Alex, and I cannot tell you how I got it right now." Alex says while looking around the tavern.

" You most likely looted it from a fallen blade." aid Dahmket,mace on his hip.

Alex takes out his blades medallion, and flashes it. On it, it says Alex, and the date below it shows a date 5 years ago.

[Brissia]

Solitude, Skyrim, Winking Skeever
A big burly man walked into the bar, his clothing having a heritage to the far eastern Slavs. His language was also Slavic, probably Russian. "Nu, detki, pape nado otdohnut. Davai, he duysya, ya pridu pro pozhe! Chesnoye slovo!" The four half naked girls that were hanging on him slowly walked out of the bar, angrily looking at him. The man sat down near the two discussing men, not paying attention to their race. He took out a map of trade routes from his multiple layers of clothes, and started inspecting it.

[The Armed Republic of Dutch Coolness]

Ildoni quickly looks around him, and whispers to Alex quickly:
'Get that away now, before it gets seen. Thalmor spies are everywhere!'
He starts talking like before again.
'So, how did you get here?'
He looked to the man that just entered the inn.
'I suggest you all get properly dressed!'

[Prusseuss]

Ildoni quickly looks around him, and whispers to Alex quickly:
'Get that away now, before it gets seen. Thalmor spies are everywhere!'
He starts talking like before again.
'So, how did you get here?'
He looked to the man that just entered the inn.
'I suggest you all get properly dressed!'

Dahmket roars a hearty laugh,before walking over to the girls.After a bit of magic,two of the girls follow him,tending to his every need.

[The blood ravens]

Ildoni quickly looks around him, and whispers to Alex quickly:
'Get that away now, before it gets seen. Thalmor spies are everywhere!'
He starts talking like before again.
'So, how did you get here?'
He looked to the man that just entered the inn.
'I suggest you all get properly dressed!'

He quickly puts away the medallion, and whispers back. "That's why I couldn't say it out loud." Alex places the blade on his back. "I walked all the way from Morrowind."

[Brissia]

Ildoni quickly looks around him, and whispers to Alex quickly:
'Get that away now, before it gets seen. Thalmor spies are everywhere!'
He starts talking like before again.
'So, how did you get here?'
He looked to the man that just entered the inn.
'I suggest you all get properly dressed!'

Gunshap(name of the trader) noticed the amulet, and grinned. He looked at the Imperial, and crossed his arms. "One, these clothes represent my culture and remind me of my home back East. Second of all, they're good enough for this province's temperature. Now, about that amulet..." Gunshap fiddled his fingers, preparing to say more.