For years Hieronymus Lex has been hunting the Gray Fox. Chasing empty leads, threatening the beggars for infomation, he was ruthless in his search. 10 years after the Oblivion Crisis, with still no Emperor, Lex was resigned his position in the Watch as Captain of the Guard. He acheived his position by preventing an unorganised assassintion on the Count and Countess of Anvil. He rebegan his search, and after a year of tracking him down, he had a faint lead. A beggar spilled that a new Gray Fox was crowned, and this greatly angered Lex. All of his leads were now useless, and he had the Waterfront filled with 15 guards 24 7. Although he had this done, there were still no leads. Instead a minor riot formed, but was quickly quenched when Councilor Ocato announced that 5 troops will be withdrawn. Now, Lex had a bad reputation among the Imperial populace, and was spat upon every time he patrolled the streets.

Yet one Day, a segant approached Lex, and handed him a book. And the book was named... The Night Mother Ritual. Lex took aday and a night to decide what to do, but eventually he decided. That night, he would pray for the Gray Fox to be murdered. Of course, the assassins had a hard job to even get a lead, never mind find him. Still, Lex had his guards go round the Imperial City, trying to find leads and evidance. The Watch knew not of the Dark Brotherhood's job, only Lex and the sergant who handed him the book. Eventually, the new Gray Fox discovered that he was been hunted by the assassins, so he hired some of the finest bodyguards, theives and mercenary's to combat the two forces.

A month passed since the Gray Fox discovered of the Dark Brotherhood. The Watch still have no idea of the Dark Brotherhood, and finally, Lex has a lead. Lex had found a dead theif, murdered by a backstab wound, with a Followers of the Gray Fox book. He tracked down the theif's house, family and murderer...the Dark Brotherhood. So his Watch and the Dark Brotherhood had a lead, yet the Gray Fox had a final card up his sleeve. The Morag Tong were now operating in Cyrodiil, and he paid them a lot of money to kill his assassins, and so, another private war erupted between the Dark Brotherhood.

You can play as a Dark Brotherhood, Watch, Morag Tong or one of the Theives Guild members.

Name:

Gender:

Faction:

Age:

Appearence:

Class:

Skills:

Inventory:

Weapons:

Armor:

Bio:

The usual rules, this RP will be DM'ed by me, with a series of occasional characters.

Note: This is my first RP.

All Character Sheets must me approved by me.

Note back: Good one! evil roleplay with allmost all factions!
this has potential as a dark roleplay, we don't have much of those.

give me time to create a good character.

Thanks! When we have at least 1 person on each side we may begin.

Name: Thomas Free-Tree

Nickname: the Silent one

Gender: Male

Race: Wood Elf

Faction: Thieves Guild

Age: 25

Appearence: Small and sneaky, tough an capable of handle a pick with out breaking it.

Class: Stealer

Skills: Sneak, blade, light armor, speed, acrobatics

Skin Color: Brown

Eye Color: light green

Hair Style/color: long loose, black

Inventory: bag of lock picks (200 picks), map of sewers, key (to the Town Guards barracks),
bag of Gold (600 gold, stolen)

Weapons: Iron Shortsword

Armor: Leather Cuirass, leather Greaves, Leather Boats, Leather Gaunlets, Black Shroud Hood

Bio: born in raised in the poor part of the imperial city, this Elf learned to survive on his own, as a child he was a real good thief, when he was 5 he was caught by the guards and Sentenced 20 years in the Imperial Prison, When he got out he received a letter by an unknown man, looked like a Khajiit, when he went to a meeting place, when he went there were 19 others like him 9 were Argonians, 1 was Imperial, 4 were Khajiit, 3 were Wood elves (he was one of the three), and the other 2 were Dark Elves. when they stole variouse items they were grantede access into the Theives guild, entry was granted by the Gray Fox himself.

EDIT: Sorry, wrong RP LOL!

This looks pretty interesting, and I've always loved all four of these factions.

Just tell me what factions are lacking, and I'll fill in a slot.

Count me in, guys.

Still open! Come on guys (and gals)

Tell me if my Pm made it to you. I dont think it sent, but i might be wrong.

Yes, it did. We need a Watch and Morag Tong character, then we may begin!

Name: Liarah Ottus.

Gender: Female.

Faction: Dark-brotherhood.

Age: 21

Appearence: A young Breton with the height of a Bosmer, she has short blond hairs, a rather large nose but a pretty look none the less for mostly thanks to her lips and blue eyes. One wouldn't look at her as an assasin with her cute face and small body.

Class: Assasin.

Skills: Blade, marksman, sneak, conjuration.

Inventory: Some loafs of bread, a couple of poisions, 30 septims.

Weapons: A dagger, silver shortsword and a small wooden bow with 20 arrows.

Armor: Leather armour.

Bio: Liarah was born in a the Imperial city, she was raise by her father Herbus Ottus as her mother had died when Liarah was born. She had a troublesome youth, her father didn't had much money so she didn't stay in school for very long.
It didn't took long or she had to steal to stay alive yet she wasn't a natural, she barely got a lock open only shoplifting or stealing money out of someon's bag was something she was good at.
One day a shopkeeper got mad at her and in a reflex she slew the old man with a stab in his chest, all help was to late, she left the Imperial city whitout saying goodbye to her father. In her dreams she was contacted by an assasin making her a deal to join the clan. At first she hated killing but she did it to not fall in the hands of the guard and as they gave her shelter and food but slowly she started to like ending other people's life and quickly grew in rank.

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Name: Sulius Anaride.

Gender: male.

Faction: Legionnaire.

Age: 36

Appearence: An Imperial, who's actualy halve Imperial, halve Altmer but besides the point ears there isn't much that would give it away. He also has a rather stupid looking face, he is tall but rather thing and not someone who you would fear depite the many scars on his body. He has large ears and brown eyes with military brown hair.

Class: guard.

Skills: Blade, armorer, block, heavy armour.

Inventory: Food, a couple of septims and a picture of his wife back in Vvardenfel.

Weapons: a long silver longsword and dagger.

Armor: Full legionnaire armour, it has many scratches on it as Sulius always thinks it's his lucky charm so he'd rather die than change of armour.

Bio: Sulius was born and raced as a true Cyrodiilic person, his father had been a merchant, a succesful one and had made his mother pregnant and then fled. Sulius's mother didn't want her son to be like an arrogant Altmer and raced him like an Imperial always telling that his ears came from a surgeory that didn't went to well. When Sulius heard about his true identy and father he swore never to act like an Altmer and hate them all. On the age of 18 he joined the Imperial legion and quickly became good friends with Natus Infelix, togheter they had many adventures as they were stasioned in the dangerious Vvaderfell. There Sulius met a girl and he married her but eventualy he was sent back to Cyrodiil as he had been "drunk and disordely" and as punishment he was sent to the Imperial city as guard for a year.

Name: J'Jazha

Gender: Male

Faction: The Dark Brotherhood

Age: 21

Appearence: Short hait, brown eye, and very good on his feet. A scar on his left paw from a victim who fought back.

Class: Assassin

Skills: Sneak, Acrobatics, Security, Marksman, Speechcraft, Blade

Inventory: 20 lockpicks, poisons, damage fatigue potions, 100 gold.

Weapons: Steel dagger, taken from his frist kill, Iron bow and Iron arrows

Armor: Shrouded Armor, Shrouded Hood

Bio:Althoght very young, J'Jazha is a natural born killer. He came from a very rich family until the Dark Brotherhood killed them. J'Jazha outsmarted the Assassin and took his steel dagger. J'Jazha was contacted the next night by Lucien Lachance, and he accepted the offer and left everything behide. He offen wonders what would have happen if the Dark Brotherhood hadn't killed his family, but then he ignore the thought when he realises that the Dark BrotherHood is his family.

I could try playing a member of the Morag Tong. I have a vague idea on a character but need some time to develop it.

That would be perfect. Thanks

Name:Galius Brertonius

Gender:Male

Faction:Morag Tong

Age:20

Appearence:A young hansome breton whith satin blonde hair

Class:Shadowbow

Skills:Sneak acrobatics destruction conjuration bow alchemy speechcraft

Inventory:Amulet of tracking desire Ring of eternal despair

Weapons:A bow made of dragon bone a family heirloom a dagger made whith cliff racer skin and bone

Armor:Morag tong armour dark brotherhood armour

Bio:A young assian rasied in morrowind by his family all morag tong assians he made his first kill when he was just 17 his family awarded him whith 2 powerful weapons but mephala awarded him whith the amulet of tracking desire and the ring of eternal despair rewarding him and cursing him now hes been called to cyrodil to hunt the dark brotherhood

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Name: Elandril

Nickname: El

Race: Bosmer (Wood Elf)

Gender: male

Faction: Morag Tong

Age: 32

Appearance: short stature (read: Bosmer) but lean and elegantly muscular. Green eyes, long blond hair. He always (and I mean ALWAYS) keeps a smile on his face. Likes to dress expensively, but is not afraid of getting dirty.

Class: Assassin (in a charming secret agent kind of way)

Skills: Acrobatics, Athletics, Sneak, Knife throwing, Destruction (Fire spells), Speechcraft, Mercantile

Inventory: the expensive clothes, the dirty clothes, his knives, plenty of money to buy everything he desires

Weapons: he keeps about 12 knives on him constantly, simetimes more. Also, throwing stars are also to his fancy. Carries a whole case of weapons with him. Also likes to use poison.

Armor: usually nothing. He is an assassin, not a warrior. Uses stealth instead.

Bio: El comes from a rich merchant's family so he never needed to worry about money. Schooled in all the traits of a gentleman, he wanted to do something with his life. He left behind the boring life of a future merchant and decided to something more interesting. So he joined the Morag Tong and spent a lot of effort to "become the greatest assassin in history". He only looks for a propper target that would make him famous.
Despite his arrogance, he is a very skillful assassin. He keeps a perfect score record, he is quite a perfectionist.
He likes to blow up stuff with fire spells. Spent a lot of time and effort to master the Fire side of Destruction school. Does not have infinite magicka on his hands but usually doesn't need it.
He does not bother with lockpicks, he prefers to blow the door away. If using a silent approach, will use Unlock/Open spells.
He has a ring, enchanted with Invisibility, but would only use it in an emergency. He would NEVER do a job with the ring on. He likes his targets to see him. He likes to mess with their heads before he cuts their heads off.
He likes women. The taller they are, the better (in his case, usually every woman). He tires of them quickly so he has no desire of settling down.
Has a most charming approach to people. Would pay a drink and laugh with his target and stab them in the next moment. He kills because it makes him feel... good.

Yay! now the Opening Post:

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Lex was furious. He had just wasted 7 guards searching the Waterfront for clues, until they went missing. He climbed to the top of his Watchtower to meet Levien Bammelton, a Dark Brotherhood member. 'Tell me what happened!' bellowed Lex, his cheeks red with rage.
'Now now Lex, calm down,' Leveien whispers smoothly. 'Me and two other, shall we say, observers, suspect it is the Morag Tong--' He was cut off.
'THE MORAG TONG??!!?? Oh by the Nine, it gets better!' screams Lex.
'But if you let me finish,' Levien continues. 'I have a team working on it. hopefully the Thieves Guild aren't anything to do with it, or else that would be trouble,'
''You can go now,' Lex sighs. Once the murderer was gone, he called up one of his lieutenants.
'Yes sir?' he asks.
'Gaius, I want you and 4 other men to search the city for, dare I say it, Morag Tong assassins. We have a lead on them in the city,'
'Im on it sir,' Gaius replies, already going back down the stairs. When he's gone, Lex curses and lies down.

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A few hours later, the Gray Fox called up Hands-In-Pockets to his meeting room. 'Hands, I want you an 4 other thieves to steal everything in Ol' Lex's Watchtower. You will be paid by me; it's not an official guild contract, but it does concern the Guild.'
'Why sir?' the young argonian replies.
'Oh, you will know soon enough my friend,' the Gray Fox chuckles.
'Ok, I will ask around to see who wants to do it,' Hands-In-Pockets smiles before leaving the room.

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OOC: That should start people off. If not, make up a way to come in

With a wry smile on his face, Elandril watched the Captain of the Imperial Watch climbing into the watchtower. By the expression on the Captain's face he could very well imagine what went on in his head.

"I think I will have another glass of ale," he said with his musical voice and the Altmer innkeeper swiftly approached, carrying a flagon. The Bloated Float Inn usually wasn't the place for rich people to drink so the innkeeper wanted to do everything in his power to make his wealthy customer feel good about spending his time and gold here.

It turned out that Waterfront in fact was the best place to start looking for his targets. He was instructed to kill as many members of Dark Brotherhood as he can find but Elandril had a more ambitious goal in mind. He was set on finding the leaders of the Brotherhood and eliminating all he could get his hands on.

First, there was a matter of finding who is linked with whom. It was not known who ordered the contract on the Gray Fox, but the Fox himself had a vague feeling on who it might be. Therefore Elandril decided to make the Captain's life a bit more miserable than usual to see his reactions. If he was indeed the person who ordered the contract, he would probably meet with a member of the Brotherhood soon.

Elandril's smile widened even further as he observed a cloaked figure emerging from the same watchtower just a few minutes later. There were far too many people in the Waterfront for him to follow such a person without someone noticing him so he didn't even got up from his seat. His question had been answered. He knew who it was that put out the order.

OCC: Dam it i had to rewrite this, hit the wrong button

The Imperial droped as the arrow hit him in the stomach. Vontus Idolus was the last of the famed vampire killer in Skingrad, and J'Jazha chased him all the way to Burma. J'Jazha was immpressed. The vampire hunter lead him on a merry chase all around Cyrodill. But the chase was at an end as the cold night bote into the heart of the Imperial.

"W-w-why are you doing this? you not even a vampire? sobed the hunter, as he laid on the ground, clutching the arrow that was sticking out of his stomach.
"Because you and your little gang killed alot of my friend. you don't deserve to walk across Cyrodill braging about how you kill vampires in there sleep and with magic. You disgust me. And now, your going to die" J'Jazha pulled his steel dagger and stabed Vontus in the heart. He took 3 deep breaths and pulled the dagger out and walk to Burma.

When he got Into Bruma, he headed to the Jerall View Inn. The Khajiit counldn't figure out why the Innkeeper Named it the Jerall View Inn, seeing at how it faced away from the monutains. As he walk in the bar, he told the Innkeeper to get him an ale.

EDIT

Thomas walking to the sewers to meet his dealer, and while he walks around he sees an unusually a lot of guards going to the waterfront district,
"Hmm, something is about to go down." he says to himself, but doesn't pay attention to the guards and climbs down to the sewers.
He looks around and goes to his meeting place on the bridge going to the ladder under the weapon shop, he sees his dealer walking towards him and stops.
"Were you followed?" Thomas says
"Nope, do you have the stolen antique shield from the shield shop?" he says like he was planning to do something
"Yeah i got it, and let me tell you, it was hard trying to knock out the fighters guild security, but i managed to get this damn shield!" said Thomas with the anger in his voice.
"Give it here" he said, then Thomas slides the shield towards the shady looking dunmer.
"GUARDS!" he shouts and the come out of nowhere from all sides,
"we got you now, you little bosmer!" says the Guard Captain with a grin on his face.

Thomas looks around and sees he is surrounded, trying to remember he can't kill the guards and he quickly thinks of something,
"You traitor!" he says with the anger in his voice and summons a Flash fire spell all around the room and jumps towards the wall and lands on the ground under the bridge and starts to run.

"Go get him!" says the guard captain they all go running after him.
"He is too fast" says a guard while he stops and trying to catch his breathe.

Thomas still running and sees some guards catching up to him.
"Basterds" he says then he drops some slime on the floor and he goes up the ladder.

The guards fall and lose sight of him, Thomas walks towards the gate and enters the waterfront and goes to the Bloated Float Tavern and sits down in a shady corner and orders a tankerd of ale.

Thomas looks around and sees the guards that were chasing him come in and look around and shows the guards a poster of his description and they post it up against the walls, thomas goes to have a look at the poster and it reads:

"WANTED POSTER"
Desription: 5 ft 3, light green eyes, has long black hair, Bosmer, Male
Wanted under these curconstances:
Theft, Evading authorities, outstanding fees to guards, never showed up to court
Reward: 1000 gold to his arrest

IF YOU HAVE ANY INFORMATION REGARDING THE ARREST OF THIS MAN
CONTACT THE THE IMPERIAL GUARD!

he looks again and rips the poster off the wall and folds it up and puts it in his pocket
"damn it, i need a safe place to hide."

he walks out of the tavern and goes into the trading warehouse.

thomas goes back and sits down back at his table,
"Ormil, get me a fresh tankerd of Cyrodiilic Ale" as he says to the elf,
"here you are my bosmer friend" says Ormil, "thanks, and don't tell the guards in was here, thanks for the ale" he says with a worry.

as he drinks his ale two more thieves guild join him,
"do you have the money for the Gray Fox?" says the imperial
"no i don't, i was double crossed." Thomas said, "well you better get that damn money, or its coming out of your bag!" says the Bosmer with anger in his voice.
"here just take the gold, 3000 right?" said thomas,
"thats good, twice as much as it was worth" said the bosmer, "well be in touch Thomas" said the imperial.
as they left thomas got up and went to meet one of his friends to get half the fine off his arrest.

he goes outside and sees Captain Lex coming into the bloated float,
"what the hell?" he says, with captain lex listening.
Thomas leaves and runs to the sewers under the arena.

Hey Adam, You're gonna have to slow down there buddy.