EDIT 7/04 12:17 pm: fleshed out a little bit more. Added poll
EDIT 7/04 1:25 pm: Decided upon one of each race. List added and race added in
EDIT 7/05 1:05 am: All spots taken. Closed it off D: Sorry. Will get to CS tomorrow...or today...but later.
Closed D:
A simple peddlar by the name of Vassius Crissisus, an Imperial, was traveling to the small village of Southwood about a year after the Oblivion Crisis. Untouched by the gates, the little village was prospering. However, as Vassius topped the crown of a hill which overlooked Southwood, he was greeted with a sight which made his jaw drop. The village of Southwood simply wasn't there. Like it had ceased to exist. In a rough circle about where the village was lay blackened ground. No ash, no debris, no bodies. Just blackened earth.
Hastily making his way back to the Imperial City, he reported his findings to the Imperial Guard, who took it up with the Elder Council. Sending a small scout troop to see if the merchant was even telling the truth, they felt like he was touched by a bit of lunacy. As months went by, the scout team was never heard from again. Beginning to take the situation seriously, they sent a legion of three hundred Imperial soldiers to investigate what they thought might be an Elsweyr or Dominion invasion force.
However, as a month went by, they stopped receiving word from the three hundred soldiers, and a few days later, the remnants of the legion returned to the Imperial City, touched by insanity. About thirty or so warriors remained, raving about terrible nightmares and unholy sights.
At the same time, an old woman who called herself the "Old Hag" (a curious name to call oneself) appeared in the Imperial City, warning the Elder Council of a great danger in the South. Taking her into custody, thinking her the culprit, they interrogated her.
All she said was "ten star-crossed souls who could defeat this danger. One of each race." The Elder Council sent her away, telling her to gather these ten.
Each of the ten began to have dreams of the Old Hag, telling each and every one to meet in a southern village called Pine Seed. Every night the ten have this same dream, telling them to come to the village, until they actually arrive.
So, basically the role you'll have, as part of the army of ten, is to basically investigate. You'd all start having terrible dreams, drawing you to Pine Seed southern Cyrodiil, not unlike the one razed to the ground. You'll meet up, most likely in the tavern or something, and find that your dreams are not different from each others'. You'll begin to talk, and that's when your adventure will begin.
I'll be the Game Master, that is, if everyone is interested.
(By the way, I already know what the "terrible force" is. It's pretty epic)
Rules for Grabbing Races: First Come first serve. PM ME your race decision, and I will reserve it and cross it off. If you, for some reason, can't to the RP, it will become un-reserved.