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OOC: When joining put in basic character sheet ie: Race, Gender, Weapons etc. Also remember not to do much that will affect the rp until I approve your character.

If you join after we have left the village, make a believable entrance.

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It is the Year of the Emperor 163, and with a victorious war against the tribes of the desert there remains no enemy in the Empire. The Emperor gives a speech to the public, transmitted throughout the Empire by means of Magic. In this historic speech, the Emperor states that until his death, there will only be Peace. After a long speech, one of his Guards steps forward and whispers is his ear.

The Emperor's eyes widen. The Guard steps back as the Emperor stops speaking. He looks to his left, suprise and fear the only expressions on his face.

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All over the Empire, people are standing, pushing forwards, finding a clearing to make another receiver. Then, as one, all the images of the Emperor kneel over an appear to fall to sleep. Eternal Sleep.

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Chaos reigns. Three days later, in a small village out side the Emporal City, the Guard who spoke stands in the middle of a group of villagers.

"Who will join me to find the Heir?" She asks. "I am Corlona, ex-Guard of the Emperor. I know the Heir." The crowd is silent "He must be killed." She looks to the crowd.

Someone steps forward...

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Name: Corlona

Race: Elf

Gender: Female

Age: 216

Occupation: Guard

Weapons: Lasher (her shortsword), and her Elmwood Bow and arrows

Backstory: She seeks revenge against a human General in another land, who killed her family

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Name: Jacob of Ippin Getsuei

Race: Human

Gender: Male

Age: 17

Weapons: Taiyou Sen (Katana given by his father at his coming of age)

Backstory: Recently set out into the world after the village trials performed at his coming of age. Seeks to destroy evil and cowardice.

 

(http://thenexusforums.com/index.php?showtopic=132&st=250 post # 256 for full introduction of character into RP world)

 

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Jacob stood back, watching that scene unfold. He wondered to himself, would his ancestors approve of his joining this elfish woman? Is her quest true?

 

He thinks I will watch and wait. Perhaps I will find reason to join this woman.

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After much waiting without any new information, Jacob decides to pipe up.

 

Stepping forward, he asks "Why should we help you go and kill this heir? What has he done to deserve such a fate?"

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Name: Ravos

Race: Dark Elf

Gender: Male

Age: 243

Weapons: Deicida (Elven Katana taken from the tomb of a long lost king), Excidi (Elven short katana taken from the hand of a mighty vampire after a long battle), Conprimere (A mighty Elven bow that I built many years ago)

Backstory: From a long lost line of nobles, but now just looking to make a name for myself in these new lands. Long have I wondered the lands of Cyrodil looking for a new adventure that would be worthy of an Elf of my talent.

 

 

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Standing far behind the crowd Ravos watches from under the hood of his robe the scene in front of him. Knowing that the sudden death of the Emporer would bring many usurpers he has been staying close to the Imperial City. When word came to him of Corlona, he knew he may have a chance to join the ranks of a new power.

Now this speech has proved he was right. Corlona seems to know much, but how much? As Ravos listens to the speech pondering his next step a young man bravely steps forward and asks the question everyone was thinking.

 

Ravos looks back to Corlona waiting for the answer that could determine his future, be it for the better or worse...

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Berren (28yr old redguard)

 

Weapon:2handed axe of elven make, with an ivy pattern on the handle and a bow af similar make

Armour/clothing: light leather greaves, a foresters shirt and a green cloak

Skills and traits: Berren is a hunter and traveller, skilled with his axe and bow, as well as being quite talented at hand to hand. He carries many traps and tools in his pack, and is always ready for an adventure.

 

Berren leans back in his chair outside the taverna and rests his feet upon the table as he lights his pipe. He gazes over at the crowd and listens quitely. He hears the speech and the young mans question and thinks to himself, there'll be blood before the day is done...

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Name: Go's by the name of "Twisted-Silver"

Race: Unknown

Weapon: unarmed

 

A figure wearing a cloak of darkest black, watches silently from the rooftop he is crouched on.

His face is obscured by his cloak and not even the whites of his eyes can be seen under the darkness.

 

"this will be fun" He whispers to himself.

 

Not moving at all he watches silently.

 

waiting...

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Name: Beriadan

Race: Nord

Weapon: Silver Claymore

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Beriadan reached behind his back, cheacking to be sure that his blade was secure. Feeling the soft leather harness holding it loosely to his back reassured him. Satisfied he held his hands in front of his waist.

 

The lass on the stage seemed to want blood. The language she was using was new to him and a little obscure, but he could tell. It was the way she kept clenching the sowrd around her waist and the way people refrained from her.

 

"Perhaps she made need some help," he thought to himself."and perhaps she will lead me to him."

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Name: Crandus

Race: Human

Gender: Male

Age: 16

Weapons:Rusty dagger

 

The young pickpocket paused a moment to listen to the women speak. He wasn't really interested but the scene she was causing was giving him a good opportunity to fill his daily quota. There seemed to be a lot of strange individuals interested in what she was saying. He slunk to the edge of the crowd and strolled off. The boss needed to be told about these strange developments.

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Name: His humble one,

Race: Formerly Human

Gender: Male

Age: A few hundred or so,

Weapons: One wooden bow staff.

 

(out of game bio) His humble one is a monk hailign from the Cabal of Darous the Law-Keeper, After training for sevral Lifetime, he reached a point of no return in his search for self accualization. His humble one has given up, his name, his heratige, and his words for the chance ot be a great master. While greatly trained he has never ventured far enough from his Monosteries to gain practical experience. He is however as Disciplined as he is confident, and as Honest as he is silent. Now however if he is ready to find the heir.

 

(in game action) A seemingly average man, steps forth without saying anything. A second look seems to suggest that hes may not quite be human, but not quite not human.

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