Introductions

[Mrisis]

Name: Bane.

Sex: Male.

Age: 41.

Race: Nord.

Favorite Weapon: Long Sword.

Height: 5'6"

Weight: 150lbs

[quantumfox]

introducing Aesir

name: Aesir

pronounced (eh-sir)

age:28

Race: imperial

Class: Knight Protector( ex a high ranking knight in the legions)

Birthplace:Cyrodil, Cyrodil

Prefered weapon: Broadsword

Appearance: a normal sized imperial male, no beard , has hair back as is the style, wears a suit of silver royal gaurd armour

 

 

 

An imperial walks into the taen a torch gleaming of of his silver armour, his helmet held under his arm he walks over to a tavle and orders a cyrodilic brandy

[Sogenda]

Introducing: Dracorius

 

Name: Dracorius

 

Age: 19

 

Race: Orc

 

Class: Witch Hunter

 

Birthplace: Dragontail Mountains

 

Preferred Weapon: Daedric Claymore

 

Sex: Male

 

A clever minded kind hearted hunter who loves the thrill of cutting a Witch's head off and laughs as it rolls into the den of guar.

 

 

As he walks into the taven o torch Dressed In Full Deadric Armor, He removes his helmet, then there is an eary silence as he walks over to a table and orders some Skooma (a witch hunter's only allie) He sits waiting for his Racer Plume Soup.

[xgenamd]

Fourm Name: XGENAMD

Roleplayingname Name: hyeti
Pronounced: HI-IT-TI
Age:20
Sex:Male
Race: Dark Elf
Class-Birthclass: NONE
Birthplace: Unkowen

Weapon of Choice: Glass Longsword (carries silver longsword around)
Armor: Glass Armor-Doesn't like Heavy armor. See pic.
Itemes carried around - Repair hammers

Fighting Tactics: Uses a skillful block with his glass shield, stabs at heart, also parries with sword.
Weakness: Can't Use Magic: See History

Attitude: Forgiving, but not to the place of folishness

History:Hyeti was a runnway slave at 16. He can't use magic, since his slaves bracers prohibit him from doing so. After he escaped, he finds someone who takes mercy, and teaches him the art of fighting. Then Hyeti ventured into Sothlehem, and was bitten by a wolf. Hyeti was able to get cured a minite before he was going to turn into a wolf.  Now carries around silver sword.

 

 

Enters and sits down, thinking private thoughts

[NinjaSalad]

Name: Native

Age: 19

Sex: male

Race: Stonechild

 

Decription: As one of the few REAL aboriginal people left in this land he seeks valor and fortune in hope of meeting another aboriginal person to "repopulate"

 

AncetrialWeapons: Eagle Talon Dagger, Bear's paw Hammer of streanth.

 

Special: Animal lore/command

 

Appierance: Tall with long sholder leangth hair, black as night, Dark reddish skin, black eyes. Wears mostly fur and leather.

[Lestat De'vire]

Yet again the tavern door is blown wide open, much to the discomfort of those close by. The wind carries hail of raindrops with it before the newcomer closes it, the dunmer scans the room as he shakes down his robe. With soft calculated footsteps he moves to the bar seeming to glide rather than walk. He removes the hood revealing long silver locks framing his face, maybe it was once attractive but now it is weathered and rugged with years on the road, a jagged scar tears through the left eye and halts at the base of his neck, there hangs a silver amulet engraved with a wolf's head. he leans across the bar and speaks softly to the barkeep, whilst his drink is been prepared he looks over the room again. A silver shortsword hangs on his belt, bejewelled with an amathyst that seems flare every now and then with a mavelent power as if the soul entrapped within were pounding for release. An inscription covers the silverblade, it is clearly in the dunmer tongue but not readable from this angle. The bartender returns with a bottle. the Dark elf picks it up and drops a few silver coins on the bar before walking up the stairs to the balcony, There Dante Lestat De'vire takes a seat overlooking the crowd below. He sighs, dismayed that his target has not arrived yet, unhooks the stopper from his bottle and drinks.

[Evil shadow beast]

NameRain_watcher

ClassBladerunner

Age14

Sex male

Favorite wepaon Wooden broadsword and wooden short bow

Favorite spell Ragnarok

Birthsign The shadow

Race aragoniain

[Evil shadow beast]

buy shadow of the fallen a drink trying not to offend him.

[CrazyGilbert]

I guess this is my character

 

 

Name: Gilbert Deltian

 

Age: 25 years old

 

Race: Imperial legion officer

 

Rank: General of fort sleetmoth in cyrodiil

 

Birthplace: cyrodiil city

 

Appearance: has short redish hair (imperial style) and wears imperial steel armour at all times but to show his high rank he wears a red cape. he is very tall for an imperial

 

weopons: imperial broadsword and hidden dagger strapped in left boot (is left handed)

[Crow:.]

Introducing,

 

Name:Crow

Race:Nord

Sex:Male

Age:26

Faction:Fighters Guild

Weapon:Sword

Apearance:He is a Very tall nord with long blonde hair in Daedric armor, sword is never sheathed and is very silent, only tends to smile when someone is hurt or in the heat of battle, highest rank at the fighters guild. and will never pass up a fight.