Blood in the Snow (A Skyrim Roleplay)

[FennecFyre]

I enjoy roleplaying, although I've never really done it in gaming sites. Therefore, I figured I might as well test the waters here with a Skyrim roleplay. Since this is my first time roleplaying on this site, please correct me if I'm breaking any rules.

 

This will take place in the entirety of Skyrim, in the same time period as the games. Civil war is brewing, about to erupt into a struggle that may rip the country apart. For the sake of simplicity, and to prevent godmodding and -snicker- cheesewizzing, there will be no Alduin or Dragonborns. Instead, we'll say that dragons have always been around, some acting as town protectors in exchange for tribute, others as vicious destroyers, and yet others as simple recluses, staying in Skyrim's wilds away from people. The Thalmor, of course, are alive and well as well, causing havoc in Skyrim.

 

Guidelines and Rules

1. If you're basing your character off a game character, that's fine! You just can't show up in Daedric armor and summon Odahviing. Keep it lower-key.

2. Likewise, you can't take out an entire bandit nest by yourself. We're regular mortals here, not Dragonborns.

3. Conflict and plots are AWESOME. Be an Imperial soldiers, be a Stormcloak, be a Thalmor, be an Assassin, whatever. Butt heads. Get into fights. Make friends. Make enemies. Make it interesting.

4. Multiple characters are fine.

5. When you post, make sure you include your character's location as well. This ensures that people won't get confused as to where everyone is.

6. Try and stay together. If everyone is spread out, nobody can interact.

7. (OOC should be in parentheses.)

8. Grammar and spelling is a must. Post length is not extremely important, so long as you are descriptive and let everyone know what your character is seeing, doing, thinking, and feeling.

9. If you have ideas for the story, by all means, post them!

10. ABSOLUTELY NO CHARACTER KILLING WITHOUT EXPLICIT PERMISSION.

11. Let's keep it clean. Keep the gore to a minimum and don't have your characters do anything that would be considered 18+.

 

Application Form (Delete anything in parentheses):

Username:
Character Name:

[spoiler]Gender:
Race: (No demigods and the like, but Vampires and Werewolves are fine.)
Age: (Most characters should be adults, although I may allow one or two children.)
Appearance: (A Skyrim screenshot is fine, and so is a text description.)
Personality: (This could also include how your character fights, which is optional.)
History: (Optional. I'm the sort of weirdo who likes to make up a backstory for their characters, I know not everyone does this.)
Faction: (Unaligned, Stormcloaks, Legion, etc.)
Other: (Anything else I should know?)[/spoiler]

 

Accepted Characters

 

Username: FennecFyre

Character Name: Sivari

 

Gender: Female

Race: Khajiit

Age: 28

Appearance: Better picture coming soon. Sivari's fur color is almost tigerlike, a sort of burnt orange. She has black stripes which are most prominent on her face, along with a splotch of white covering her cheeks, lower jaw, and throat. Her eyes are a pale blue color, and they make it easy to read her mood. Usually, if she's happy, they look bright, and when she's mad, they seem sharp.

Personality: Sivari could be classed as Neutral Good. She's moral, dependable, and intelligent. However, her Khajiiti nature is very difficult to suppress, resulting in her also being cunning, stealthy, and even manipulative. She is also somewhat greedy when it comes to treasure, not in the sense she wouldn't share it with fellow adventurers, but in the sense that she would trip a trap just to get to a chest of potential loot. She tends to take matters into her own hands, but sometimes wonders if she really has the right to. Money is certainly an influence for her considering her race, but she would never exchange the life of an innocent for it.

 

Sivari fights like an assassin, using stealth to pick off enemies. Much effort and money was able to get her a set of glass daggers and a glass bow that she uses to great effect.

History: Sivari's parents worked in a village that produced sugarcane. They were certainly lower-class, but happy and content. When Sivari was only five, and her younger sister not even a year, Thalmor razed the village in a purge. Sivari's mother didn't want to leave her husband, but he convinced her to go with the other women and children while he and some of the men stayed behind and fought the Thalmor. He was slaughtered. Sivari's mother fled with her children to Cyrodil, where they joined up with her husband's brother's caravan. He was a good uncle to Sivari and her sister Dar'cheaynn, teaching them the ways of life. Despite the safety and closeness of the caravan, their mother became sick and died shortly after the sisters could support themselves, partly from illness, and partly from heartbreak. Sivari eventually left to find her fortune, ending up in Skyrim.

Faction: Unaligned

Other: Owns a paint horse named Freyja

 

Username: Macman253

 

Character Name: Sparrow (Real name unknown)

 

 

 

 

Gender: Male

 

Race: Imperial

 

Age: Unknown

 

Appearance: Young, wears his old thieves guild armor but with a cowl and cloak.

 

Personality: Young and brash, expert thief and he is cocky. Pulls of complicated jobs for fun and renown. Has a burning hatred of the thalmor because of his parents. His father was a imperial legate that was assassinated by the thalmor and his mother being a member of the Blades was killed during one of her infiltration missions.

 

History: Grew up in the imperial city, his father a noble and his mother always away he never had much in the way of a childhood. He found acceptance in his teenage years with a small gang of pickpockets and thieves. Spending more and more of his time in their presence then that of his family's social wants and needs of him. Promised to a beautiful woman from a rich merchant family he grew to resent his status. Regardless of how his father and mother tried to keep him contained he found more and more ways of escape. From jumping out of a window to picking the lock with a piece of straw. Nothing could contain him. His mother dubbed him Her Sparrow from her childhood pet being a Sparrow. Sparrow loving his mother far more then his abusive militant father he fled when his father disowned him when the imperial watch-captain brought him home from a night drinking with his friends. He fled into the city streets, there he joined the thieves guild and practiced his trade. Eventually he became one of their greatest assets but his wanderlust and bravado proved to be too much and he was sent north to skyrim. There he had issues with the way the thieves guild was ran so he left, becoming an exile once again he sought out his own path as a mercenary and thief.

 

Faction: Unaligned

 

Other: Carries a staff that is designed to telescope between that of a baton (3 1/2 feet) to a quarterstaff, around (6 feet). He also possess bolas, shuriken and caltrops. Along with picklocks and smoke pellets. Hidden in his left gauntlet is a retractable seven inch piercing blade, his only lethal weapon besides his shuriken.

 

Edited September 13, 2012 by FennecFyre

[SoulofChrysamere]

Good list of rules. One I suggest you add though, is no taking over control of another participant's character(s) without the person's consent. This includes no killing them out of the blue out of spite or no real reason. Helps stop roleplays from degenerating into flame wars.

 

Also, no explicit sexual content. Not everyone on the site is eighteen or older, after all.

[FennecFyre]

Good idea. I'll be adding those rules presently.

[Macman253]

Username: Macman253

 

Character Name: Sparrow (Real name unknown)

 

Gender: Male

 

Race: Imperial

 

Age: Unknown

 

Appearance: Young, wears his old thieves guild armor but with a cowl and cloak.

 

Personality: Young and brash, expert thief and he is cocky. Pulls of complicated jobs for fun and renown. Has a burning hatred of the thalmor because of his parents. His father was a imperial legate that was assassinated by the thalmor and his mother being a member of the Blades was killed during one of her infiltration missions.

 

History: Grew up in the imperial city, his father a noble and his mother always away he never had much in the way of a childhood. He found acceptance in his teenage years with a small gang of pickpockets and thieves. Spending more and more of his time in their presence then that of his family's social wants and needs of him. Promised to a beautiful woman from a rich merchant family he grew to resent his status. Regardless of how his father and mother tried to keep him contained he found more and more ways of escape. From jumping out of a window to picking the lock with a piece of straw. Nothing could contain him. His mother dubbed him Her Sparrow from her childhood pet being a Sparrow. Sparrow loving his mother far more then his abusive militant father he fled when his father disowned him when the imperial watch-captain brought him home from a night drinking with his friends. He fled into the city streets, there he joined the thieves guild and practiced his trade. Eventually he became one of their greatest assets but his wanderlust and bravado proved to be too much and he was sent north to skyrim. There he had issues with the way the thieves guild was ran so he left, becoming an exile once again he sought out his own path as a mercenary and thief.

 

Faction: Unaligned

 

Other: Carries a staff that is designed to telescope between that of a baton (3 1/2 feet) to a quarterstaff, around (6 feet). He also possess bolas, shuriken and caltrops. Along with picklocks and smoke pellets. Hidden in his left gauntlet is a retractable seven inch piercing blade, his only lethal weapon besides his shuriken.

Edited September 13, 2012 by Macman253

[FennecFyre]

Accepted! Perhaps one more person before we start, then I'll try to get this off the ground. (I'll still be accepting people after that.)

 

Edit: Putting in the new form for ya.

Edited September 13, 2012 by FennecFyre

[bloodtrailkiller]

[;P my first time RPing on a game site too, this should be a fun experience]

Username:Bloodtrailkiller

Character Name: Pylys Paer

Gender: M

Race: Wood Elf

Age: 27

 

Appearance: Though being a Wood Elf, he wasn't raised in their territory: instead brought to the icy peaks of Skyrim, this turned his skin color from a usual tan to a relatively pale tone: with hints of a faint red on his cheeks and nose. His hair mimics the snow in the mountains with its brilliant white, his bangs are wrapped to the side of his face in a braid that is brought up and around his left ear. Despite his young age, he already adorns several scars, most notably one going down from his left eye down to his mouth and another running parallel, but opposite: running from his lip up to his eye. He sports a streamlined face, his nose-bridge scarcely a bump in his brow: his brows are wild with the outer-edges peaking upwards, they're the same color as his hair. His eyes are a feral yellow that seem to glow, though it is hardly noticeable. His body reflects a slacked and carefree man, though his face betrays him through a permanent sneer due to his scars. His body has obviously been pushed due to his harsh home, it too, bearing scars that tell of many stories. With that in mind, he has a very strong, toned, but light build. He fashions himself with a leather cuirass that utilizes a plated feature[a pectoral leather piece with two leather pieces covering his abdomen so as to allow mobility with a simple silken shirt with flared cuffs beneath it, and a chain-mail shirt is beneath that. His trousers are simple leather leggings which have brass buttons cross crossing his side, furred boots protect his calf and foot from both weather and weapon due to a solid steel plate that covers the front of the calf while leather jackets the entirety. He stands at an intimidating 6'1/2" and a solid black wolf-fur cloak on his back only makes him look ever more deathly, a hood made of the same fur can be pulled up to cover his head.

 

Personality: Collected, Calm, Quiet, He fight's with a mocking freedom, his style obviously showing self-teaching that has been toned to a deathly dance.

History: I'm one of those people who like to have people find out about histories ;3

Faction: Unaligned

Other:He sports various bags that hang on a belt around his waist, this is often deposited when selling or in a fight. He fight's with a handcrafted steel bastard sword: its blade is coated in silver and he usually wields it in two hands, though he does use it in one hand when he gains momentum. He has a bow that uses a double-arm action, it's made of wood with elegant carving and uses arrows made of simple iron. He has a pet North-wolf/white wolf he named "Fenris"

 

Edited October 3, 2012 by bloodtrailkiller

[Tysonclyde]

Username:Tysonclyde

 

Character Name:Tyson Clyde

 

Gender: Male

 

Race: Imperial Vampire

 

Age: 22

 

Appearance: Eyes bright green, hair black as night. Face of a god. Muscular with scars all over the body. Women fall in love with his eyes. He was born with these eyes, being a Vampire has nothing to do with it.

 

Personality: Shy, Sticks to the shadows. Doesn't eat people, but watches from a distance. Protects the one he loves, but she does not know him. He has saved her many times, but he never shows his face.

 

History: Unknown birth place. Raised in the forest, up until 18. Parents were killed by a vampire and he was turned. Vowed never to let it happen to anyone ever again. Kill vampires to fulfill pain.

 

Faction: Shadows (Vampire organization pledged to hunt Vampires Tyson Clyde is founder)

 

Other: Wields a bow and two daggers. The satchel he carries was once use by the Night Mother herself.

Edited January 15, 2013 by Tysonclyde

[Dragonox]

Username: Dragonox

Character Name: Talonoxus

 

Gender: Male

Race: Khajit

Age: 25

Appearance: http://static.skyrim.nexusmods.com/mods/images/28220-2-1355349765.jpg

Personality: He is the kind of cat that stalks in the shadows. He usually attacks from the behind and puts poison on his dagger he likes to call "Du Vrangr Brisingr"[Translation: The Wandering Fire...(I think) ]

History: Might do one later...

Faction: Assassins.

Other: If you want me to rea the rules, I already have. Plus, if you see me write something incorrectly, it's cause of my stupid keyboard.

 

[Shad0wBr33ch]

Username: Shad0wBr33ch

 

Character Name: Pakir

 

Pronounced: Pah-Keer

 

Gender: Male

 

Race: Altemer/Dunmer Vampire (Mixed heritage if that's ok, if not then just Altemer)

 

Age: 23

 

Appearance: Skin is slightly darker than basic Altemer, blood red/crimson eyes, long snow white hair (messy shoulder length)

 

Personality: Pakir is innitially polite, but is only formal to people he agrees to serve. Pakir is loyal, but indecissive with a group. He'll follow orders from a competant leader (even if he grumbles about it....), and he'll try to help keep everyone safe (casualties are acceptable, but there'll be hell to pay for the killer...).

 

History: Pakir is half Altemer and half Dunmer. His father was an agent of the Thalmor who deserted them. He met a lovely young Dunmer and eventually they had Pakir. He inherited his father's skin tone and many of his features but kept his mother's red eyes and white hair. He lived comfortably but was always curious about his father's history. He was finally able to wear him down and Pakir learned about the Thalmor from his father's perspective. He grew up disliking them and when he learned what they were doing in Skyrim, he swore he'd see the end of them. His father couldn't bring himself to disaprove of his son's decission and eventually taught Pakir how to fight light a justicar. When he turned 18, Pakir was ready to leave home. His Father gave him the equipment he'd worn as a justicar. A set of armored hooded robes, a fire enchanted elven sword named Cinder Quill, and a copper amulet shaped like the plume of a phoenix. Pakir stripped the robes of any symbols marking them as those of the Thalmor and began his adventure.

 

Faction: Against Thalmor and Stormcloaks (Will work with Stormcloaks against the Thalmor but for nothing else)

 

Other:Equipment

Elven blade with lower medium Fire enchantment

Armored robes (just below the defense of elven)

Cusioned Shoes (better for sneaking)

Can use Fire Spells up to Fireball

 

(OOC, I'm not sure where we're starrting, but Pakir will be in the closest tavern.)

Edited February 10, 2013 by Shad0wBr33ch

[TheDimitrijSquirrel]

Username: TheDimitrijSquirrel

 

Character name: Damjan

 

Pronounced: Dam-yan

 

Gender: Male

 

Race: Nord

 

Age: 16

 

Appearence: A young boy, wearing a darkish tattoe over his face. Brown eyes, short dark-white hair. Covers head with a hood

 

Personallity: Quet, misterious, calm, and independent. Loyal to none but God and my King, and very hard to get mad. But once i do, things get scary. Enjoys night and swimming, loves all animals, but hates mosquitoes with a passion. In my pocket, i have a handy tarantula, Rosa. I also like to suddenly appear out of shadows during a conversation. Hates Thalmor.

 

History: Damjan is young boy, who used to live in a village on the border between Cyrodiil and Elsewheyr, In his nord family. However, he was forced out of his home once he was conscripted in the Thalmor army as a scout. His parents started an argue with the Thalmor, and his entire village was rased. After escaping, he saw refugee in the Dark Brotherhood, as he was invited for the task of assassinating his captain. The he learned the arts of shadows, learning the use of dual daggers, and and short-lasting invisibility, basic alchemy and short-ranged teleportation. After that, he left, as a 16 year old, doing various jobs in order to have his revenge on the thalmor, and is also a recruit in the stormcloak army.

 

Faction: Stormcloak, will fight for Imperials for sake of fighting the Thalmor.

 

Other: equipment

 

Shrouded set/no headpiece

Dual Assassins dagger/poison enchantment (from a mod)

Knows a bit about illusion magic spells

An adept alchemist.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Well, we seem to have a band of assassins over here :D

 

When will this start?

Edited February 16, 2013 by TheDimitrijSquirrel