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 Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2007 1:36 pm
It has been Ten years since the Oblivion Gate crisis and under those ten years the Elder Council had Ruled in the Emperors sted and under those year order was kept and the Legion had found its self at full strength once again.
The Mage's Guild has recovered from Mannimarco's attack and over the ten years have decreased the number of Necromancer Lairs,Hideouts and the pratice its self. The Arch Mage himself has been worryed about the Drop in Necromancers becuase he fears their just regrouping.
The Figthers guild is doing well under the leader ship of their new Master all contracts go to her and she sends them out to which ever member she belives can complete the job the easyest and quickest.
The Thieves guild and their greyFox contiue to steal and escape the watch full eye of the Imperial Legion.
The Dark brotherhood is once again a full Sanctuary and doing very well a Death here and there and no one expects a thing their Listner is a Female Breton Vampire and also a Powerful Spellsword.
But yet all these good news has its bad out in the wilderness People are being killed and in citys where the first case was Elewnen of Chorrol who was found dead in her bed during the middle of the nigth. A Portaling City Guard had heard the scream and entered the house only to find half of her in her bed and the other on the other side of the room she was cut down rigth through the middle like a hot knife through butter.
But her house was also ranscated like Orges had gone mad within her home the basement door was riped aprat tables and chairs where only left as fire wood nothign in her house was ok.
But a couple of days later Bruma, Anvil, Skingrad, Bravil, Leyawiin and the Kvatch Camp have had the same attacks but unlike the others Skingrad's murder was a massacre the hole Guard House became a grave and was trashed but one of the Guards who lived told of Knights in Black armour who appeared from the darkness and left in the same way.
But what the Guard saw was that one of them who riped apart a chest like it was nothing found a Blood red gem and once he found it they all left after being asked who the gem belonged to and why he had it they got"He found it near some DoomStones".
Every city's Guards have been incresaed and Portals Doubled in order to catch or Kill these Knigths but after three days of failling the Town of Chorrol Heard a rumour that these Knigths had been seen in the Wilderness heading towards Fort Black Boot but it also seems each of town was told and so was the Elder Council and each one had sent some one or group of people to head their and find out as much as they can about these knigths and kill them after wards.
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2007 1:50 pm
Profile
PM me you're profiles with Dark Knigth as the title
Gaian Name:
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Age: (try to be relistic we all can't be 16)
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Armor: (feel free to have you're own armor but have a Picture or discription of you're armor)
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Intelligence:
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Personality:
Endurance:
Luck:
Skills
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Alchemy:
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Athletics:
Blade:
Block:
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Conjuration:
Destruction:
Hand-to-hand:
Heavy Armor:
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2007 1:59 pm
Profiles
Gaian Name: max lionheart
Character Name: Serge Arcole
Race: Breton
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Serge
Personality: Easy going he dosn't really taken things serously but besides from that hes always calm and level headed even during major crisis but when he lose some one close to him he gose into a White rage and says nothing but Slaugters his enemys.
Weapons: Dual Akaviri Katanas, Silver bow & Steel arrows
Armor:
Gold Bane
Specialization: Magic
Attributes
Strength: 80
Intelligence: 90
Willpower: 80
Agility: 60
Speed: 70
Personality: 50
Endurance: 75
Luck: 50
Skills
Acrobatics: 50
Alchemy: 50
Alteration: 75
Armorer: 25
Athletics: 50
Blade: 75
Block: 75
Blunt: 5
Conjuration: 70
Destruction: 90
Hand-to-hand: 5
Heavy Armor: 100
Illusion: 75
Light Armor: 1
Marksman: 50
Mercantile: 5
Mysticism: 75
Restoration: 75
Security: 5
Sneak: 50
Speechcraft: 40
History: Born in Anvil Serge grew up with two completly different parents one his Father was in the Figthers guild and tryed to take Serge's life towards it but his Mother was in the Mage's guild and also did the same and they would have figth after fight after figth about saying that their way was better for Serge.
So over the Years he spent each day in ever the Figthers or the mages guild or over at the docks helping at the Flowing Bowl but at the age of ten he had quickly learned Some of the Magic arts and quickly had a good sword arm.
But yeah he was ten a new family moved into Anvil a Dark Elf family from Morrwind they had two sons and a daugther the two sons who where a couple of years older then Serge loved to go out into the Wilderness Near the port but their daugther wasn't like normal dark Elf girls she was more lady like.
She had ligther skin then normal and strangly had pink hair that went down to half way down her back and her name wasn't like a dark elf it was more Breton Elisa Marie.
Serge One day was out back of the Figthers Guild with his Father who was teaching him the art of marksman but he never notcied Elisa was watching him but that wasn't just that day when he would pratice magic or Blade behind his home or behind one of the guilds Elisa would watch him.
Five years later he had a larger and stronger range of spells and was exllcent with a Blade and Heavy armor and was also good with a bow.
His parents skill tryed to draw him over to one of their sides one day early in the moring he was over at the docks with his bow and was shooting Mudcrabs after he shoot them he would jump down and bring them up to the dock.
When he was drying out with them at his side Elisa walked over and sat next to him he looked over and smiled at her and they begain to talk and over the two years they became very close they would sneak out in the middle of the nigth and go behind the mermaid statue and have the time of their life.
But three years later Elisa's family was moving back to Morrwind her family not knowing about her and Serge said she could stay if she marryed and she did she marryed Serge. They Bougth a house togther and serge Became a SpellSword and did Jobs for the Figthers guild and Mages guild for money.
Two years later they had Twins two Little girls both twins in bodly appearance but they each had different eyes one had red dark elf eyes the other had Serge Golden eyes and they both had the same coloured skin as Elisa.
Six years later Serge was asked by the Countess of Anvil to Travel to Fort Black Boot along with a couple of Town Guards to put an end to the Rumored Knigths of Darkness.
Gaian Name: JonVomitOi
Character Name: Marcus
Race: Nord
Age: Thirty five
Gender: Male
Appearance: Auburn hair, high cheebones, somewhat large and perfectly straight nose, long flowing hair, extremely handsome (kind of German looking)
Personality: Somewhat brash, very religious, devoted to Akatosh and Kynareth. Marcus believes that all good creatures should not be harmed, and after yeilding to a test Kynareth once gave him he has been granted free passage through the forests from the woodland creatures.
Weapons: An elven bow with 50 fire damage over 5 seconds, an elven sword which does 100 shock damage on strike.
Armor: Full leather armor.
Specialization: Combat
Attributes
Strength: 100
Intelligence: 74
Willpower: 60
Agility: 100
Speed: 85
Personality: 76
Endurance: 92
Luck: 50
Skills
Acrobatics: 100
Alchemy: 10
Alteration: 20
Armorer: 61
Athletics: 93
Blade: 100
Block: 98
Blunt: 42
Conjuration: 10
Destruction: 86
Hand-to-hand: 70
Heavy Armor: 50
Illusion: 15
Light Armor: 100
Marksman: 100
Mercantile: 97
Mysticism: 50
Restoration: 68
Security: 75
Sneak: 100
Speechcraft: 83
History: Marcus is a ranger by heart and a ranger by creed, he lives within the Great Forest, dwelling among the woodland creatures as if they are his own brethren. He hunts and feeds when he must, and he makes sure that he uses every part of the animal for good cause as to not bring on the wrath of his goddess, Kynareth. He is somewhat solitary, but occasionally ventures into the Imperial City to train at the Arcane University, where he is a student in the arts of destruction and restoration, which he knows is an odd mix. Ever since the murders have begun however, the Arch Mage has closed down the university to anyone coming in, only allowing those within to leave, but not allowing them to enter until the horrible murders end, and peace is restored. Marcus is dismayed by the lack of help from the arch mage, so he has launched out on his own, riding his white horse, Angel, towards Chorrol to get a better idea of what is amiss.
Gaian Name: Hunter034
Character Name: Irarvy
Race: Dunmer
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Appearance: Average Dark Elf, slightly aged with dark Red eyes and a fighter's physique.
Personality: None. Everything he says to people is either acting, conning, or persuasion. He is not a eople-person.
Weapons: Daedric Longsword with Fire damage and Soul Trap enchantments (Nickname Sithis's Inferno)
Armor: A Full Ebony Set. (With orwthout shield, depending on the size of the battle.)
Specialization: Combat
Attributes
Strength: 76
Intelligence: 68
Willpower: 66
Agility: 47
Speed: 64
Personality: 89
Endurance: 90
Luck: 50
Skills
Acrobatics: 46
Alchemy: 56
Alteration: 34
Armorer: 79
Athletics: 68
Blade: 85
Block: 58
Blunt: 20
Conjuration: 25
Destruction: 45
Hand-to-hand: 15
Heavy Armor: 79
Illusion: 23
Light Armor: 20
Marksman: 67
Mercantile: 56
Mysticism: 47
Restoration:
Security: 69
Sneak: 35
Speechcraft: 77
History: Irarvy doesn't know much about his past. He was dumped in Cheydinhal as a Baby, and raised by a nice family. doesn't even know which house he belongs to. Due to this he trusted by few and trusts fewer. He's a Mercenary working for many guilds, taking any contract that pays well. Sometimes he cleans out dungeons for the loot. He is also a bodyguard, and trusted by many influential people. The Count of Cheydinhal sent him on a journey to check out this new threat.
Gaian Name:bytbyt
Character Name: Leo and Lio
Race: Khajiit's
Age: 17
Gender: Male's
Appearance: Leo has white fur and blue eyes and wears a persian looking outfit that includes a white shirt with golden arm guards, black pants, a red sash, and golden leg guards. Lio has golden borwn fur and golden eyes and wears an egyption looking outfit that encludes a blue and slightly red neckless, red arm guards, a white skirt with a blue and red decoration pice in the middle and golden leg guards.
Personality: Leo is very polite, considerat, affectionite and is willing to put himself in harms way if nessisary. He rarley loses his temper but when he does almost goes off like an atom bomb. Lio is egotistical and kind of self centerd and is can be easly angered but all and all he is a good natured person and is willing to help out his friends
Weapons: None
Armor: None
Specialization: Combat
(Their stats are the same just thought I'd let you know incase you were confused)
Attributes
Strength:50
Intelligence:10
Willpower: 13
Agility:40
Speed:30
Personality:20
Endurance:20
Luck:2
Skills
Acrobatics:30
Alchemy:2
Alteration:4
Armorer:1
Athletics:40
Blade:0
Block:20
Blunt:0
Conjuration:0
Destruction:0
Hand-to-hand:60
Heavy Armor:0
Illusion:10
Light Armor:0
Marksman:0
Mercantile:10
Mysticism:2
Restoration:10
Security:5
Sneak:10
Speechcraft:17
History: Not much is known about these two so one could saw they come from the moon which isn't far from the truth. Lio was brought to an alternate version of Mundus by Azura from his world in order to save his beloved by a cult attempting to create a new Dagoth Ur. One year he was called for again to help stop a group a Daedra that were behinde the cult. Azura also had called apon Leo for assitance seeing as the two were so alike yet never met before. During their travles they become close had devloped a brotherly bond. They have recsently decided to take a portel to Mundus, Cyrodiil to be more spesific only to discover they had gone back in time and not only that but to an alternate Mundus to which the one they were used to and are interested as too what is in store for this world seeing as they only herd little rumors about the events that are to take place. They decided to go by fake names in order to hide their identites from those who'd wish to do them harm
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2007 8:35 am
((if i based it off mine all the Attributes would be a hundred and Skills master and below well any way i'm putting you're porfile into the profile list and letting is slip that you posted in stead of PMing you're profile to me so delete it becuase its added and make you're first post going to Fort Black Boot ever by order of a Guard or Countess or from information.))
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Posted: Tue May 01, 2007 1:48 pm
Serge was Riding towards Fort Black Boot he had already stopped in Skingrad at the three sisters lodge to rest up and now he was on his way again he encounter the normal bandit ot two and wild beast or creature mostly Goblins when heading to and through Skingrad.
But he soon went off the road and off into the wilderness he saw a Small house in the middle of nowhere as he head to Fort Black Boot it also had a nice waterfall and pond near it be he went on he couldn't stop after half a day on horse back he came to Fort Black Boot he got off his horse some way away and hide behind a wall.
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Posted: Sun May 06, 2007 11:52 am
Irarvy slowed his speedy black Cheydinhal horse to stop, seeing something up ahead. He tied him to tree then patted him, "Shh Storm, I'll be back." and with that, he slipped his heavy boots off quietly, then set them his pack and, in a crouch, sneaked towards a small house.
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Posted: Sun May 06, 2007 11:57 am
Up ahead he could see one of those Black Knights entering into Fort Black Boot and Serge followed in after keeping his distance he stopped and looked around he couldn't see a thing so he casted a Night eye spell and contiued walking through the halls of Fort Black Boot.
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Posted: Sun May 06, 2007 12:02 pm
Irarvy stopped cold in his tracks as he saw a green glow up ahead, then continued on, seeing more people behind this one.
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Posted: Sun May 06, 2007 12:05 pm
Serge stopped and hide behind a pillar as below him in the out hall below was the Knight and three others they all just stood their staring at each other he couldn't tell if they where speaking becuase of how far away he was.
((where are you? and green glow?))
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Posted: Sun May 06, 2007 12:20 pm
Irarvy watched group of men just standing, and another one walking up on them. Which, if any, was a threat? He sneaked up father on the loaner, and studied him for a second.
((Behind you, green glow=night eye spell [I think it's green, most illusion are])
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Posted: Sun May 06, 2007 12:22 pm
Serge noticed some one caming up behind him so he headed towards the stairs and down into the room and hide behind a barrel still watching the knights.
((green is the ligth spell pink glows are detect life and nigth is purple))
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Posted: Sun May 06, 2007 12:32 pm
Seeing the man walk up and hide, Irarvy shot a quick paralyze spell at his vague direction, hoping to get him. The green light shot across the sky.
((My bad, thanks for the reminder, im fairly positive paralyze is green..))
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Posted: Sun May 06, 2007 12:37 pm
Serge saw the paralyze spell and then didn't move if he moved it would of altered the knights and he didn't wont that happening so he let it hit him and he just fell back slightly onto the pillar behind him.
((yeah it is))
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Posted: Sun May 06, 2007 12:43 pm
Irarvy saw the slight green glow of the contact, and sneaked quicklyto where he was, looking down and seeing a strange Breton. Standing, he unsheathed his longsword and held the tip lightly to the elf's throat. "Please, don't get up for me." He said with a sarcastic smirk.
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