Sign Up for RP

[thanateros]

Alright here's where you can sign up for the RP I'm DMing called Legacy of the Daedra. The storyline is still in the works but overall I have some ideas that I think will be alot of fun for those who like to be extremely challenged.

 

If you don't have a lot of RP experience I wouldn't suggest signing up. I don't play fair and really like to mess with the PC's a lot but if you're up to the challenge and can come up with creative and intruiging ways to solve hard problems without killing of every NPC that gets angry at you this might be worth checking out.

 

So far the only information I'll give you is that it starts in Suran. Rumors are brewing in the slave market that slave drivers headed to Tel Vos were attacked by Daedra Cultists, their slaves captured and the drivers dismembered and strewn across the trail.

 

Again (to reiterate), I'm not gonna make it easy, so post well and good luck. Please only interesting characters....and come up with a first and last name. Use the standard RP character model. Brief histories are optional, but for those who submit them I really make an intense effort to work them into the story at some point so characters have a chance to show off their skills.

 

This RP is limited to 6 party members, all of who should be at least willing to cooperate with others in the adventure. Anyone can sign up, I pick who gets it. Sorry if this sounds too picky, but as a DM you can only handle so much and I've seen other threads die rather fast because it was open to anyone. To secure a spot all you have to do is make a rather intriguing character with a strong history (as well as a reason why they'd be in Suran). If more than six have really strong characters then I'll consider opening up the player count but no more than 10 altogether.

 

For those who don't know the standard PC form:

 

Character Name:

Race: (please include racial abilities)

Sex:

Age:

Height:

Weight:

Birthsign:

Class:

Prefered Weapon:

Armor:

Misc Items/Equip:

Gold: 250

Skills: (just the skills you have [5 primary, 5 secondary])

Spells: (for mages you each get one spell of your choice in all schools of magic, post what you want and i'll determine if it needs tweaking for game balance purposes)

Brief History: (no longer than 1 page single spaced in Word)

 

 

For damage I'm not going to be using health, and won't keep track of magicka, rather you'll get a good idea of how hurt or how spent you feel from taking damage or casting a spell most likely followed by a PM about specifics.

 

I will be issuing experience in this thread, something I don't see too often in others. When you try and attempt something I will be rolling die IRL to determine if you succeed, this is based off of a % roll so choose your race and skills wisely as they do play a major role in how well you can succeed. You will be starting at lvl 1, I'll hand out skill bonuses periodically that you can add towards leveling. This will probably be done through PM so other player characters don't know what lvl you are and so the thread doesn't get filled with OOC info. On that note...no OOC posts, period. If you have something to say do it through PM. Let's keep this one pure and see how it goes.

 

First Session will be posted on Monday Sept 15th. Good luck to those of you interested and I hope there is enough so we can actaully play. Happy posting and looking forward to seeing what you guys/gals can do.

 

(if you have any questions about how to calculate the primary and secondary skills of you character than simply consult your use manual, it's easy enough from there)

[Peregrine]

I'd have to be insane to miss this one... I'm in!

 

Character Name: Alenee B'Elen

Race: Habassan (info below)

Sex: Female

Age: Appears about 20

Height: 6'4"

Weight: 160 lbs

Birthsign: The Shadow

Class: Habassan Emissary

Prefered Weapon: Shadow Bowspear

Armor: B'Elen ceremonial armor: curiass/bracers

Misc Items/Equip: common shirt/skirt/cloak/boots

Gold: 250

Skills: Primary: marksman, spear, light armor, illusion, sneak

Secondary: athletics, acrobatics, security, armorer, block

Spells:

Brief History: to be added later

 

 

Habassan

Strength: 25

Agility: 50

Endurance: 50

Intelligence: 40

Willower: 30

Speed: 35

Personality: 20

Luck: 20

 

Marksman +15

Spear +15

Light Armor +10

Block +5

Armorer +5

 

Ability:

Blessing of Yabeth: 1/day fortify spear/bow +10, 15 pt sanctuary for 60 seconds

 

History:

Though much of Habassa's origins are lost to time, a general picture of events can be formed from the remaining records. Far in the past, not too long after the battle of red mountain, a faction of Nords split off from the others. After years of not quite open war, one side's scouts discovered an island to the east. In excange for a truce, they moved their entire civilization to this new land. Once there, they quickly established control, and founded the city of Habassa. Over a period of about 200 years, they rose to become the center of civilization in the region.

Though some of their Nord influences have faded with time, one thing has remained almost unchanged: the willingness to fight. Though isolationist in nature, Habassa will defend its interests with unmatched fury if provoked.

 

 

 

Shadow Bowspear

An ancient art thought to be lost for thousands of years, the forging of shadow weapons was maintained by a small faction in the far west of the empire. When Alenee B'Elen was exiled, she brought this knowledge with her, and gave it to the Habassans.

Shadow weapons begin as normal weapons, in the case of Alenee's bowspear, a Habassan ceremonial pike. Through a complicated process known to very few, the weapon is imbued with an extension of its user's soul and mind. The result is a weapon that is far more effective than before. When the user wills it, the weapon takes on a ghostly transparent appearance and becomes both extremely light and nearly impossible to damage. Cutting edges sharpen to almost unheard of precision, bows launch their arrows with greater force, and blunt weapons strike like the hammer of an angry god. Of couse all this does not come without price... it takes significant effort by the user to maintain the weapon in its improved state. Even the greatest masters find that after battle they must rest to recover their strength. Additionally, the lightened weight of the weapon shifts the emphasis from the user's strenth to agility. No longer can brute strength and a heavy blade combine with devastating results, the user must strike with precision, skill and speed. The rarest and most difficult to make versions of shadow weapons are those that can shift form. While in its shadow form, the user can will the weapon to change to a more appropirate shape for the situation. However, merely using this ability at all requires great amounts of practice, and even then is limited to one or two additional forms. A master of his weapon can eventually learn to shift so quickly that he can change weapon in mid swing, often with fatal results for his opponent. Alenee B'Elen carries a weapon of her own creation: a dual form bow/pike.

One final note: because of the personal link between a shadow weapon and its user, only the person for whom it is initially forged can use its full abilities. Anyone else is limited to non-imbued weapon form, severly limiting thier sale value. The services of a crafter, however, often have a price many times that of the most expensive daedric weapons.

[Ashjam]

Okay, no sign-up (I dont think I have the time for it, school & all... :( ) but I must say I am VERY interested in this thread. I like the idea of experience ! Like AD&D... Good luck to everyone who participates, and also to the DM.

 

BTW, how long will this story take, how often are you planning to play ? and finally... wich timezone ? just curious... ;)

[Sol'Kanar]

er, did my post get deleted? ill repost in a sec.

 

Character Name: Brock (Born Julius)

Race: Imperial (Voice of the Emperor: Charm 25-50 pts for 15 secs, Star of the West: Absorb 200 fatigue on target.)

Sex: Male

Age: 28

Height: 6'3"

Weight: 196 lbs

Birthsign: The Steed

Class: Brawler

Prefered Weapon: Midnight, family heirloom. A morningstar enchanted to blind foe 100% on strike. Worn on a hip belt. Also wields a buckler, on a shoulder strap.

Armor: Imperial Chain Mail

Misc Items/Equip: 5 vials skooma, 1 good skooma pipe, 2 bottles sujamma, 1 apprentice's lockpick. Extravagant clothing.

Gold: 250

Skills:

(Primary) Blunt Weapons, Medium Armor, Block, Athletics, Hand-to-Hand

(Secondary) Speechcraft, Sneak, Security, Alteration, Mercantile

 

Spells: Minor Levitation

Brief History: Bio: Born the son of a wealthy merchant family, Brock found himself vieing for the heart of his one love with a brash, arrogant, and proud minor noble. When the maiden began to favor Brock, his rival confronted him, accusing him of using witchcraft to seduce her. The noble, feeble with a sword, drew on Brock, and tried to swing a decapitating blow. Brock, caught off guard, dodged back, and was rewarded with a sword graze across his eye. Brock, a skilled brawler himself, drew his weapon and slew his rival in self defense. When word got out, he quickly became a hunted man, his rival's family having placed a fat bounty on his head. He fled, changed his name and sought refuge among the scum of the world. His woes led to depression, which further led to a hideous skooma addiction. Among the rabble, he is noble paladin comparatively, still cherishing values such as honor. However, all such nobility of spirit is quickly dissolved when he cannot get his skooma fix. After having gone for days without the drug, he has been known to kill for it. He recently completed a job for the thieves guild, and currently resides in Suran, drowning his woes with alcohol.

 

Appearance:Raven black hair, cut short, grizzled beard and mustache, green eyes. Patch over left eye, rendered useless by a sword graze.

[thanateros]

Well this RP by all estimates will be long, and I'm posting in the EST but that really doesn't play too much of a factor I think, generally I'm on the forum 3-5 times a day so replying to an action will come rather swiftly.

 

I'm in school right now, and let's just say that sometimes my priorites get skewed (for example right now, when I have a 6 page paper due in 2 days worth 1/4th of my final grade, but nah, it ain't due till friday and there's always tomorrow).

 

You are welcome to join if you want, I know people have other things to do outside of live on the forum so if things take a little while to happen then so be it, but generally when I post it will be in response to an action by a PC that would require me to roll a die on a skill check.

 

If you think you could stick with it I'd really appreciate you coming aboard since there seems to be a slight hesitantcy from the greater RPing population.

 

Also for those of you who might be considering playing but don't wanna commit I do allow late arrivals into the storyline so once it gets started and it looks interesting then I'll let some people in....no more than 3 additions though.

[Ashjam]

Character Name: Nispel Ravenborn

Race:Imperial

Sex:Female

Age:20-something ;)

Height: 1.70 -> 67 inch

Weight: 60 kgs (lbs ? dunno) not anorexic, just a "well trained" body.

Birthsign:The Lady

Class: Custom, Special Agent

Prefered Weapon: will be added later, is it possible to wield a short and a long blade ? or two short blades ?

Armor: dunno yet, chitin cuirass, bracers and greaves I guess...

Misc Items/Equip: Nispel has a horizontal row of 4 throwing daggers on her, rather flat, chest. She wears well travelled boots, and a darkbrownish raincloak. under this she has some kind of leather jerkin, on wich you can see 4 sheated throwing daggers.

In her boots are another pair of daggers concealed, 1 in each boot. she wears two short swords on one side, one slightly below the other, and a long sword on her back.

Over the long sword is a package slung, with the following equipment:

3 torches, coil of rope, some rations, winterblanket, whetstone, and 1 set of common-clothing, rolled tightly so it doesnt take too much space.

On her belt are various pouches, one wich contains 2 journeymans picks, and 2 probes of the same quality. Another pouch is for money. 2 healing potions are also present.

Gold: 250 --> ill make that 180 for the equipment.

Skills: primary: marksman, shortblade, light armour, acrobatics, block

secondary: athletics, mercantile, speechcraft, security, longblade

 

Spells: okay, I made this char in the game, and these spells/powers were gained:

 

Star of the West: absorb fatigue 200 points/target

Voice of the Emp: charm 25-50 points for 15 sec/target

Cuteness factor (I swear, I've never seen that one before ! lol) charm for 300

points for 720 seconds/target

Flight: levitate 150 points/10 seconds on self (nor this one...am I missing

something here ?)

 

Brief History:

 

"Are you SURE you want to do this ?" Joel, Redguard fighter, asked.

"Sure, why not ?" a fresh and happy voice answered him.

"Well, these sticks can really hurt. Of course, they are not real swords, but still..."

"Yeah, so they tell me"

"Tell you ? who ?"

"My opponents"

"Hmmm.... Well, I choose this one" and with that, Joel took a longsword-lenth of solid wood out of the rack at the wall. "And this with it" while he picked up a round shield. "You done yet ?"

"Uh-hu... Im done." Two shortsword-lenth sticks were whirling around, one in each hand. "lets go !"

The two figures stepped up on the training floor. One fairly broad, musculature male, a Redguard. With confident swigs he checked his sword, the he looked at his opponent.

The other figure was, at first glance, not a fighter. However, when you looked better, you could see that her lithe frame was not just that, there was no ounce of fat on her body. Under her skin there was the clear defintion of muscles, hardend in numerous training sessions. She took a defensive stance, and smiled a predatory smile. "Come get some" <grin>

 

They exchanged blows, either one trying to find an opening in the defense of the other. While the Redguard made huge swings, she ducked, weaved, blocked, and backed up a little, all of the same time it seemed. Then the reposte came, and her opponent was forced to give a little ground.

This continued for 10, 20 minutes. neither had any idea of time, but the training-hall was filled with the sound of their shuffling feet, and the sound of wood on wood when they blocked each other. Slowly, they both got tired, and the smell of sweat was slowly emerging from their bodies.

 

*BOOOOM* the door burst open "NISPEL !!!! GET OVER HERE" "Huh?"was the reply, and when momentarely distracted, Joel saw his opening. *klang* with one swipe, he knocked the two short sticks of wood out of her hands.

"Told you" he said, holding his wooden sword at her chin, "you'd loose". With that, he turned to face the newcomer, wich had called Nispel.

"No way"was her reply, and in a flourish she reched behind her back, and threw one of the small sticks she had hidden there at his head. "What the..." he said, while he stumbled back from the hit on his head. Next moment, he felt his legs and feet loosing contact with the floor, and landed square on his back "OUMPH", totally knocking the breath out of his chest. Whenhe looked up, he saw Nispel sitting on his chest, poking another small stick in his larnyx. "I win !!" laughing at the look at his face, she stood up. "Nice fight, Joel. If you ever want a rematch..." She left the floor and faced the newcomer, who called her name. "Wassup Guv ?" she asked.

"Sigh... didnt you learn anything here ? Talking like that, what would your parents say ? They pay us enough here, can you at least TRY to speak like you learned anything here ?"

"Sure, Guv" she replied with a felie smile "So, wassup ?"

"You have your first assignment, here take this, read and leave" he replied, handing her a paper, "and try to hold up our good name, please"

"Sure..... Guv...." she replied absentminedly, already reading the paper with interest.

 

20 Minutes later she left for Suran.

 

(sorry about the lengthy post, had to write this --> had to get this out of my mind B) )

[I Am That Is Matthias]

Race: Half-Elf

 

Class: Ranger

 

Appearence: Unknown cuz anybody who ever saw his face didnt live to tell what he looks like.

 

Weapon: A Dragonbone bow and Hadafang with a reinforced version of Hadafang called Ripfang

 

Armor: Shadow either wears a full set of glass armor minus helm no armor at all. The armor is modidied so the armor does not show through shadows Robe.

 

Magic: Shadow is skilled in all types of magic but not a master in any domain other then destruction and alteration.

 

Stealth: Shadow can meld with the enviroment anc become almost invisible.

 

Fighting: Shadow is a skilled with both bow and sword and prefers to kill the enemey with his bow rather then be engaged in melee combat.

 

Attitude: Untrusting of other people and slow to make friends with mortals.

 

Bio: Shadow was born in the middle of a forest in Valenwood both parents were werewolves and wanderers. They roamed through the lands of Tamriel with no home or anywhere to go. When Shadow was only 30 (young in elf years)in one of the swamps of Elsywr he and his family were attacked by Khajit group of thieves both his parents died and he was left to roam the land alone. Always aware of all that goes on around him Shadow s;leeps with both eyes open to keep from being ambushed. Shaow married a youn wood elf but she was killed in by a rockslide while she and Shadow were climbing a moutain. His heart broken Shadow wanders the land alone looking for one thing an ancient elven blade called Hadafang. While he was in a tomb he found and swearing an oath that only one other person other them him knows Shadow lives on a island in the sea of ghosts. On the island there is a half elf colony inside a dormant volcano. There they launch attacks against the evil in the world with an arm of skilled fighters and experts at steralth and camouflage from having to not be seen. As it would lead to their extinction

 

Bio on Werewolf Form: In his werewolf form Shadow does not grow the fur as regular werewolves do but instead he grows long fangs and his eyes turn a light green that glows in the dark. His claws come out of his knuckles and not his fingers. He does not have to feed on blood but on the soul of another werewolf. He gained this ability when he killed one of Hircines aspects and gained the spear of the hunter. He only kills when he needs to and keeps his fangs in the day sometimes if he dosent feed.

 

There you go thats the short version does anybody want a long one? M chacter is in suran to slay Umbra and take his sword.

[OddGuy]

hmm... i guess mine got deleted too...damn. Well, I guess I'll type ALL that again..... <_<

 

Character Name: Baenroth

Race: (please include racial abilities) Bosmer; Beast Tongue, Resist Disease

Sex: Male

Age: 27

Height: 4' 10"

Weight: 90 lbs.

Birthsign: The Thief

Class: Assassin

Prefered Weapon: Dwarven Crossbow with bolts enchanted with shock damage (i forget what they're called)

Armor: None

Misc Items/Equip: Exquisite robe enchanted with a heal spell (5 pts. for 5 secs); exquisite shoes enchanted with levitate; a few lockpicks/probes

Gold: 250

Skills: (just the skills you have [5 primary, 5 secondary])

Major

Unarmored

Marksman

Sneak

Acrobatics

Security

Minor

Speechcraft

Illusion

Speechcraft

Athletics

Mercantile

Spells: (for mages you each get one spell of your choice in all schools of magic, post what you want and i'll determine if it needs tweaking for game balance purposes) Chameleon 35% for 30 sec.

Brief History: (no longer than 1 page single spaced in Word) O, I'm FAR too lazy for that!

 

35% it is.

[Sol'Kanar]

Ashjam: 1 kg = 2.2 lbs. 60 kgs = 132 lbs. That's stick figure thin. ANOREXIC!

[thanateros]

ur oddyguy , methinks 85% chameleon at first level is a little overkill, unless you and you alone want to get attacked by a DB assassin everynight. I would take 35% for 30 seconds for first level.

 

Shadow, you can have that Glass Armor, but also know that since you do have some pretty nice items some rather ambitious NPC's might take it upon themselves to rid you of it.

 

All I'm saying the better stuff you give yourself the more hair you might loose.

 

And on the implied note, after reading another RP thread, if Shadow and Peregrine go OT and start SPAMing in the thread I'll donkey punch you both. Resolve your tensions or ingore each other, or play it out through the RP, but I'm not going to be responsible for the idiomatic Arena.

 

In any case looks like we have a good turnout thus far, so we're on for Monday