Read the rules and Situation please! If you don't know what Skyrim is, I included the stuff on it.
The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim is an action role-playing open world video game developed by Bethesda Game Studios and published by Bethesda Softworks. It is the fifth installment in The Elder Scrolls action role-playing video game series, following The Elder Scrolls IV: Oblivion. Skyrim was released on November 11, 2011, for Microsoft Windows, PlayStation 3 and Xbox 360.
Skyrim's main story revolves around the player character's efforts to defeat Alduin, a Dragon who is prophesied to destroy the world. Set two hundred years after Oblivion, the game takes place in the fictional province of Skyrim, upon the continent of Tamriel, and the planet of Nirn. The game continues the open world tradition of its predecessors by allowing the player to travel anywhere in the game world at any time and to ignore or postpone the main storyline indefinitely. A perpetual objective for players is to improve their character's skills, which are numerical representations of certain abilities.
Skyrim was a critical and commercial success, shipping over 7 million copies to retailers within the first week of release. Several add-ons have subsequently been released, which include Dawnguard, Hearthfire and Dragonborn. A collection, which was released as The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim Legendary Edition, a package including the latest patch and all three expansion packs, was released on June 4, 2013 for all three platforms.
Of course, if you're a Skyrim player, you already know this, as well as the locations, Races, and monsters, right? :3 And you can most likely finish this sentence:
"I used to be an adventurer like you, until ________."
Rules
-There can be only 1 Dragonborn, but you have to request it through PM... We don't need anyone shouting each other to death.
-No Ebony Warrior. He is a GOD, and I will call you a pain in the arse, maybe even boot you from the RP.
-This may be Skyrim, but be realistic. -If you die, you die.
-No godmodding.
-You can cuss.
-This RP is gonna be bloody...
-You can use a Thu'um, but you must be training with the Greybeards.
Situation
Since the time of the Dragonborn had ended once again, Tamriel was plunged into a time of peace.
Much of the talk of "Shouts" and "Dragonborn", as well as "Dragons" has depleted, and the "Blades" have gone underground once again, due to the near extinction of the Dragons.
The Greybeards still reign in High Hrothgar, at the top of the 7, 000 Steps.
The Khajit Caravans still roam Skyrim with their trade.
The Dark Brotherhood is still active, while the Companions still contain the Wolf's Curse.
The Stormcloaks and the Empire have stirred things up again, forcing Skyrim into another, not-so-civil war.
The Battle-born and Gray-mane feud is still blazing like a wild fire, and is just as ugly as a hagraven.
The Thieves Guild still floods the Ratways of Riften.
Helgen has been rebuilt, as well as the Western Watchtower of Whitrun.
For those who want nothing to do with the war, the mead is sweet, the coin is great, and the mines are filled with Bandits.
The mountains are still inhabited by Frost Trolls, Whiterun Hold is still Giant Territory. Draugrs still guard their ancient ruins.
So, what is your part in Skyrim? Who are you? What are you?
Dragonborn:
Races:
-Argonian:
-Breton:
-High Elves:
-Wood Elves:
-Dark Elves:
-Imperials:
-Khajiit: Tsavani Ri'Kivani, Shy'en'ak, SnowDrift, Zoaesi
-Nord: Fiala
-Red Guard:
-Orc:
Form
-Name:
-Gender:
-Age:
-Race:
-Description:
-Profession/Organization:
-Bio:
-What do you think of the war?:
-Where, in Skyrim, do you live?:
-Weapon:
Here's mine. ^^
-Name: Tsavani Ri'Kivani "Be sure to commit that to memory. If you don't, I'll pound it into your head."
-Gender: Female "Easy, Khajit doesn't bite."
-Age: 18 years "Not polite to ask a lady their age, my friend."
-Race: Khajit "You silly Nords wish you had manes like us Khajit."
-Personality: She is quite shy. She can lie, and she can bend many to her will. But, when push comes to shove, this kitty's got her claws out, 24/7. "You never know when you'll be attacked."
-Description: Her coat is a deep gray with black tiger stripes. Her eyes are a bright yellow, and her hair is tied back in many braids, like an Egyptian hairstyle, with rings on the ends. She has three scars across the bridge of her nose. She is medium weight, and stands at 5'8. When doing her job, she wears the usual Dark Brotherhood dress. When she's not, she wears her leather armor with pride. "I am as proud as a lion, as swift as a cheetah, and as agile as a leopard. Run from me, and I'll have fun chasing."
-Profession/Organization: Assassin, Dark Brotherhood. Sometimes, she's a Bard (singer) for extra coin. "For extra, I'll run errands for you, hairless one."
-Bio: As a child, she was separated from her caravan when it was attacked by a frost troll. She roamed the Rift alone, until she was discovered by a woman in black and a cowl. The Dark Brotherhood took her in and raised her, training her to become a skilled assassin. "Someone's tongue is lose at both ends..."
-What do you think of the war?: She finds it overly rediculous... Every once in a while, she will scoff and say, "You Nords are only good for causing trouble for all of us..."
-Where, in Skyrim, do you live?: Riverwood "You're welcome any time, so long as you provide the coin, aheheheh."
-Weapon: Steel Hammer "I let my strength speak for me, hairless one."
(http://static1.nexusmods.com/110/images/110/209736-1346813219.jpg)
Crappy art of her here if interested xD (http://th01.deviantart.net/fs70/PRE/i/2013/221/2/b/saraleene___first_skyrim_character_by_arkanis_void-d6hbigj.png)
S'araleene
(See-ar-ruh-lean)
"A warning my friend, you should keep on Khajit's good side. You do not want to meet my darkened blade."
Gender: Female
Age: 23
Race: Khajit
Description: Her coat is a mix of a black and tan tortoiseshell and a grey tabby. White markings line her eyes, forehead and outer cheek tufts. Her eyes are slits that have a gleaming bright blue that shines like flawless sapphires at night. She has fairly high cheekbones and large ears tattered from combat and each bearing numerous gold piercing in the rims. She wears fairly heavy armor, in battle and has three claw markings gashed into the bridge of her nose. She will still wear armor on casual days, but its usually just a light leather set.
Profession/Organization: "A gifted blacksmith primarily. I work under Balimund's training and seem to be catching his skill fairly quickly. I will also be going on a pilgrimage to Winterhold to become a student at the college. Experimenting with the arcane arts is just another little nifty hobby of mine."
Bio: She was amidst a large of her kin that flocked to the land of Skyrim during a time of poverty. But since most felt negativity towards the khajit, her and her family were forced to live outside of the city of Dawnstar with her mother and brother in tents, like many other khajit. The three lived fairly peaceful lives with the exception of a little mischief here and there. Her and her brother would often hunt elk and winter hares for their meals, but would resort to stealing from market stalls inside the city if there was nothing in the area. One of these nights when the two siblings were out, the had returned to a large white beast in their camp ground. Besides the rogue frost troll was the fading corpse of there mother blanketed with droplets of snow. Her brother ran to help her, even thought Saraleene tried to hold him back, but was just hacked at by the monster. The khajit had widened her eyes in horror at the sight and recklessly rushed head on to face the troll to defend him, though it ravaged through her pelt easily as well, cracking several of her thin frontal bones. Saraleene backed up out of fear, gored mess pouring from her torso. But the creature had returned its fierce glare to her younger brother. The khajit had to do what was necessary to protect him since he couldn't fend for himself in his injured state. She took down the giant by shattering one of her own exposed ribs and sneaking behind it, stabbing through its eye sockets then it's jaw. The last thing she remembers is falling into the snowy covered ground next to her deceased brother and passing out from blood loss in the snow as Dawnstar guards and citizens crowded to watch. Several days after, she found her wound stitched up, but her hands were bound behind her back and accompanied other notable criminals on the horse cart.
What do you think of the war?: "It does nothing but cause distrust and death of those very near. But they do pay a hefty price for my miracle craftsmanship, heheh. I take no involvement in this war but I do not favor the Imperials much. But enough about politics, I have other matters to attend to."
Where, in Skyrim, do you live?: "I stay primarily in Riften for work. I work for Balimund as an apprentice nowadays and whatever time I manage to salvage between firing blades, I spend free time traveling to new places. I've been to Whiterun, Dawnstar and a few other small spots here and there, but I always wanted to visit Markarth. From what I've heard, it's an exceptionally beautiful city. Well, compared to the Ratways of Riften I s'pose."
Weapon: "I prefer to make my own weapons myself, but I always tend to go back to using a beautiful ebony sword given to me by my mentor. I hope that one day I'll be able to craft such a sliver of moonlight. And honestly, if no one is looking, I may slip a destruction spell here and there."