Imperial Mafia

[Sammaven]

It has been fifty years since the Oblivion crisis, and the lands are still licking their wounds. Self-proclaimed Emperors tried in vain to rise into the throne. All were assassinated or eliminated otherwise. The Dark Brotherhood is at large, several other assassin organizations are working hand in hand with the Brotherhood. The Crimson Scars' hideout is a haven for all Cyrodilic vampires. They have a strong hate for the savage vampires from Black Marsh and the other neighboring provinces. Bandits are joining the tens of Mafias that have sprung up in the big cities. At least twenty reside in the Imperial City, not to mention the many small families that declare themselves Mafia. The biggest mobs in the palace district, the smallest in the Waterfront. The level of racism has fallen drastically; if you could swing a weapon or write and read, you could join a Mafia. But not all Mafias are like so, some of the more extravagant ones are very exclusive. The whole of Cyrodil is run by these Mafia, its economy growing large and very, very profitable. But these are dark times as well as good, assassination is at large, many important leaders are at constant danger from these hitmen.

 

You are the lowest of the low, scum that not even the Waterfront will accept. You are murderers, thieves, hitmen, assassins, gangsters, backstreet politicians, thugs, muscle, low lives and drug addicts. You may rise and fall in power, that is up to you and your choices. You live in the Compton of Cyrodil. Cheydinhal. It has become a center for crime, drugs, rape, murders, etc. You may form Families, gangs, mobs, crews, any kind of group that you can think of, but if you manage to actually get enough players / npcs to form a family, it is not a sure fire thing, it is an unstable thing that can fall and crumble from the death of one or two people even. It is an unstable time, but a good time if you are smart.

 

You start out with 0 respect, and as you go you might grow respect, or even lose it. If you lose too much people may go out of their way to put YOU out of your way, if you catch my drift. If you think that you have gained respect, send me a PM and I may raise it for you. You may not make any group, gang, or mafia, bigger than 2 people until you get at least 20 respect. That is if you manage to make it in this cruel, hard world.

 

You can make business in almost anything; sex, drugs, killing, crafts, and many other things. I don't want everyone being an assassin I want some damned creativity.

 

Rules

1. No Character Control

2. No Ubering

3. Don't B.S.

4. Be A Playable Character, Not Some Dark Assassin Guy

5. You Can't Form A Mafia Or Other Group In The Span Of A Couple Posts. If You Are Going To Make A Group MSG Me Before You Go Off Making It

6. Don't Be Lazy With Your Posts

7. Don't Be Lazy With Your Character Sheets

8. You Don't Have To PM Me Your Character Sheets

9. Do Not Make Your Character Older Than 30 Or Younger Than 19

The Ninth And Most Important Rule Is Have Fun!

 

My Character:

 

Name: Ferrus "Ferman" Manus

Age: 23

Gender: Male

Race: Dunmer

Height: 6'3

Personality: Charismatic and sometimes too cheerful.

Appearance: Darkness surrounds his eyes, and his short beard covers the bottom half of his face. His nose is hooked, and has piercing green/brown eyes. Ferrus has greased back hair and as dark as Dunmer skin goes. Manus's leather cloak covers an iron chestplate and leg guards, his arms only armored in leather. Very tall for his race, but not scrawny.

Short Bio: Born and raised in Cheydinhal, which made him hard. He doesn't hesitate if he has to kill someone or something, and can be quite brutal when he does so. No extraordinary history, just the usual gangster.

Equipment: Iron armor, an iron longsword and a steel dagger he stole from a guard. A beautiful leather cloak draped over his back that he can't really remember where he got it.

 

 

Character List:

HolyWalrus: Respect Level: 0