Name:Lucius Zelgius

Nickname:Lucius The Toad(or Toad)(or Lucius)

Race:Imperial

Gender:Male

Age:Unknown(Granted Immortality By Mephala)

Height:5'10

Eyes:Brown

Skin:Dark White

Hair:Brown and in a short pony tail

Class:Specialist(Assassin)

Class Focus:Short Swords and Daggers

Major Skills:Blade,Block,Armorer,Hand to Hand,Marksman,Security,Restoration

Clothes:Green Middle Class shirts,Grey Cloak,and Tan linens

Armor:Dark Brown Leather armor,Grey Cloak

Weapons:Lucky Dagger,Ancient elven dagger,and Cold Fang of mephala Shortsword

Short bio:Very little is known about one of the greatist assassins in tamriel but what is known is this,his parents were killed by vampires(thus provoking his hatred of them) at a young age..he joined the thieves guild at a young age and got out some years later at the age of 29 he was tasked with a near impossible mission in wich he suceeded but it left him on the verge of death ...at a camp where he was hiding out he was about to die but instead he was visited by the lord mephala granting him imortality to an extent he cant die of disease or age only by battle little else is known it is rumored he was involved with symmachus and barenziah but no proof emerges (In short he stays 29 ans d looks 29 for ever until death in battle no thing else besides being killed can claim him) do to his original lifestyle as a thief or an assassin he has become friends of many argonians..and has since been a pretty big enemy of slavery....mostly argonian slavery.

"I am not an outlaw nor am I a vicious murderer I am.... a buisnessman and im am doing what i can in these still troubled times for the empire" Lucius said to a merchant he was traveling with."Whats that" he asked pointing at a raging minotaur
"aw damn"Lucius said running towards it and cutting its ankles and then slitting its throat."That...is tonights dinner" said lucius

"Itd be nice to encounter others eh"? lucius asked the merchant "Aye it would be mostly because these forests are quite dangerous" he said "that so?....well id figure but the patrollers seem to deal with most of thses problems youd be better off traving with them" Said Lucius "noo i hired u for a reason-" The merchants sentence was cut off by a bandit archer shooting him in the neck"no!...dammit....do You honesly think u can take me"Lucius said arrogantly"no...but WE DO"said that bandits emerging from the great forest"well here we go"Lucius said putting on a full chameleon ring."coward!!! hahaha is that how you assassinate people specialist fight us like a ma-"the bandits speech was cut short by the dagger in his neck"Now how do you want to do this... you can walk away or i can kill you all without even seeing me"Said Lucius"coward"said a abandit"me...i play fair....there are 20 some of you and one of me...but im invisable i think that evens it out now leave or die"lucius said watching the bandits fun away

Jared decided to change into his tainted leather armor. If he had to face one of whatever attacked the town, he wanted to be ready. Jared took out a bundle of arrows, slipped his silver shortsword into his belt, and strung his longbow. He distantly recalled his father teaching him to string a bow. Jared had struggled so much the first time he had attempted it. His first shot was even more pitiful. It had hit the base of the grand tree behind his small house. Since then everything had only gotten easier and better. He could string faster, shoot quicker, and aim more accurately. Jared was drawn out of his reverie as he saw the two guards and the redguard heading towards the gate.

Jared watched them approach the gate and he silently followed behind them in the shadows. Jared slipped behind a house not wanting to be recognized by the guards if someone pointed him out in the shadows. There was a male dunmer talking with the group. He looked injured, with blood on his armor and sword. Behind him was a furry heap of some animal. Jared ignored the dead creature, and looked around to see if anyone else was still alive. Coming into view was one of those large furry animals that was dead on the ground. It was slowly trotting, but then started sprinting with its large red eyes gleaning in the moonlight and fangs dripping saliva.

Jared nocked a silver barbed arrow in his bow. He drew back the string and tracked the creatures movements. The arrow flew straight into its shoulder. "Hey! What's that?" The guard yelled, as he heard the whiz of the arrow. A howl of pain ripped out of its jaws. The snow became a discolored red, and Jared nocked another arrow. The animal was stumbling but trying to keep running towards the group. Jared watched it run and trip like a drunk on a late night, and let the second arrow claim the animals left thigh. It now tumbled over and got up. It began to charge the two guards using all that was left of its strength.

OOC: Please notify me before joining the rpg of your character sheet for approval, thank you.


IC: "It's an Ambush...!" one of the guards shouted as one of the lupines pounced on him and quickly ripping his jugular. Zyle slowly pulled out his scimitar ready for his last battle, all he was thinking was about revenge and avenging his parent's death, but now he wouldn't get that chance. Once Zyle was ready he notice Aven, "no time for an answer, its an ambush." he yelled out as one of the beast charged, but only witness the scimitar slicing across its chest. "Damn dog." Zyle quickly said while looking towards another that was slowly coming towards him with an arrow stuck in its thigh and shoulder. "Well....this should be an even fight." Zyle said while focusing all of his magicka into one strong fire blast. The lupine got closer, but before it can attack Zyle released his attack, killing it instantly. Zyle then blacked out and was drag by the guard to a house to keep out of danger, "You cover me, while I get him to cover." the guard said towards Aven.

Aven would have preferred to take a breather for his magicka to recharge, but there was no time.

"You just worry about yourself and Zyle, I'll deal with these monsters," Aven said. He had never thought of himself as unselfish, but he couldn't let the town be slaughtered, not while he drew breath. Another werewolf, probably smelling human blood, rushed at Zyle. Aven managed to get between it and his wounded travelling companion, and mustered enough magicka to cast a Shield spell.

The werewolf got down on all fours and charged at Aven. As it pounced, it knocked Aven to the ground, but found Aven's sword sticking through it's throat and into its spine, the force of its pounce propelling the blade right through its spine. As its eyes closed and body became limp, the Telvanni stood up, pushing the beast off him and removing his bloodied sword. Surprisingly, this one had not even gotten the chance to wound him.

"They're ferocious, but they pay no heed to defense. If one comes at you, stab at it immediately or you might not get a second chance," Aven shouted to the surviving guards. He looked around for any more remaining werewolves. He could have sworn that one of them was much larger than the others, but he hadn't seen it yet.

"something wrong sir" asked a passing legion member "nothing that concerns you"lucius said "well if youre low on provisions bruma is a short while away"said the legion member "i understand that there are some people of interest there?"lucius said,"indeed" he said riding away "well Ill have to find out about them" said Lucius.

"about ti-"Lucius was cut off by noticing that bruma was under attack by werewolves "interesting....theyll need my help" i said running into the city and helping the resistence...."dunmer! how many are there!!!"Lucius asked Aven

OOC: Lucius, I'm not trying to be an Ass but can you make your sentences a more understandable like spacing and a little bit of correct spelling, when the character is talking. Thank you :goodjob:

IC: Once the Imperial entered the dying city. A large 9ft, red fur lupine was walking towards the group sniffing the air as he caught the scent of Aven and Zyle wounds. "What in the hell is that?" the guard asked as he stepped back towards Aven. The lupine didn't care about the guard's and walked up towards Aven, growling and snarling. Then 5 more brown fur lupines followed behind guarding the 9ft beast.

OOC: This is interesting Aven, What would you do if a 9ft Werewolf hungry for mortals walked towards you? Let's see your actions it's all up to you now for their fate and I tried waiting for Christo but he's taking long.

Jared had watched the whole scene play out. The creature he had been firing arrows at was a werewolf! Jared stepped back in surprise and realization. He had heard stories of werewolves and they were even worse up close. He had only ever heard of stories about them ripping at your throat and then biting you, turning into a werewolf yourself. Once Jared regained his composure he checked the area for any remaining werewolves. Jared looked up at the chapel wishing he was up there checking the city for any more. Something moved on the chapel tower. It was a huge werewolf. It could have easily been 8 feet tall. It reminded Jared of an alpha wolf, except it was more of an alpha werewolf. Suddenly Jared nocked an arrow, surprising himself. He would have expected to have disappeared in the shadows and then appear one night in someone's house stealing all their items worth something. But no. Jared was going to fight for once in his life. He had never fought before, he had always ran. If he had gotten busted late at night he ran, if he grew close to someone he ran, when he found his father, he ran.

"Not today, not now," Jared said stepping out of the shadows, into plain view. He fired the arrow straight at the alpha male's chest. Jared had felt hope for one moment, and then the werewolf grabbed the arrow out of the air and snapped it between his claws. Letting loose a howl so shrill and so loud Jared winced, and staggered in awe and fright. Jared now knew he couldn't fight it with only his bow. An idea burst into his head. Jared nocked another arrow, and aimed at the Chapel stained glass. As he saw the arrow hit its target he watched the glass shatter onto the werewolf's back. It didn't even flinch. Jared's arrows could do nothing. He was helpless.

The alpha wolf was truly annoyed who ever shot the arrows and let out a horrifying howl signaling the final deaths of the city, and it began to walk away jumping over the city walls into the darkness of the forest. "What have you done, now were in for It." a guard yelled as he was looking around for the shooter, while preparing for his last battle.

OOC: Were you calling me an imperial, because I am a Breton. Will update this with my post maybe.

OOC: sorry for absense.

IC: "What the hell happened?" Christo asked confused


OOC: sorry for short reply but I'm going to read up later when I finaly have time.

(ok ill fix my spelling)

"where the hell did that thing come from!!??" Lucius yelled to the resistence while running behing a building

the imperial is probly me but i could be wrong

OOC: So much for keep the OOC down. Sorry if anybody got confused about lycan cortez's and my posts. I got distracted and didn't finish the post until after lycan's was there.

IC: Jared watched as the red lupine left the city, scaling the walls with ease. He saw the broad, hunched, muscular shoulders flex as it jumped over the top of the wall. The bristled hairs jutting off the alpha werewolf's spine were the last thing he saw as it left the city. Jared knew there was going to be a horrible battle taking place. He couldn't run because the lupine would get him, but he didn't want to fight because he feared for his life.

Through all this Jared had felt no hunger or thirst. Now with his life threatened his stomach growled and lurched inside of him. His tongue was dry and his throat needing liquid. Jared entered a nearby tavern with the owner dead on the street. He found a bottle of whiskey and gulped down the contents. Some stale bread was sitting on a table so he grabbed a bite of it and then warmed up by the dying embers of the fire. He was scared. Even by the fire, he was shivering. He hadn't felt this way since his father's death. Jared wanted out of this horrible cold city. It was full of snow, white bright snow. Snow was not good for anything. All his clothes would stand out in it, so there was no hiding in it. And this snow didn't even look like snow anymore. It was red slush.

Jared had a plan. He packed all the food and drink he could into his pack and sat by the fire waiting for the sounds of battle to erupt around him.

"why are these things attacking!!!?? this isnt wildlife from the mountains so where did they come from!"said Lucius

OOC: Yeah I was kind of confuse with the characters, whoever shot the arrows or was bothering the alpha, but the alpha is gone now so no worries now for the battle.

IC: Zyle began to gain conscious as he was lying in a bed, "Damn, I really need to stop being like this." he said while crawling out and slowly walking toward the front door. He then made it outside were more werewolves, waiting on the defenders next move, suddenly one of them notice Zyle and howled, after that they began to attack. Zyle quickly took out his scimmy, still in pain he managed to come through.

"hey! are you alright!?"Lucius said to Zyle

Zyle killed one before hearing what the Imperial asked him, "Yeah, I am fine." he shouted as another charged at the Imperial, "Watch out" Zyle yelled.

Jared lay asleep in the tavern, silently shifting in and out from dreams to nightmares.

Jared awoke to the sickly sweet smell of burning flesh. He looked around for the source of the smell, but to no avail. He stretched his muscles before venturing out of the tavern. The town was still and only the crackling of fire could be heard. He still was looking for the source of the noise and smell. A small whimper came from an abandoned shack. Jared heard a creaking coming from the door. There was a scratching noise, like claws on a door. Jared was still shivering. He approached the shack cautiously. As he got closer, a werewolf smashed through a boarded up window, sending shards of wood and bits of glass into Jared's body. The werewolf was whimpering shrilly, and attempting to howl. As it turned towards Jared, he then realized what had been burning. The werewolf's hair was burning black smoke, and shriveling up as it fell to the ground in clumps. The skin of the werewolf melted giving blood a few seconds to ooze, before it boiled and popped hot bubbles of molten blood. Jared was sprayed with the bubbles of blood, and screamed in pain as he tumbled forward into the snow. The wolf's muscles tensed, causing the wolf to shake and spasm in pain. It caused Jared more pain to watch it. This would be the only time he would ever pity such a horrible beast. The werewolf screeched and howl, no longer whimpering, as it watched it's skin peel and bubble, and bones burn and become black twigs. The werewolf lashed out at Jared catching him across the face, and then it rolled over a mass of charred bones, dust, bloody hair, and blood covered snow. Jared lifted his hand to his face to feel warm red liquid spurting from his chin and neck. His vision faded to black with only the sound of his heartbeat in the background.

Jared woke up screaming and sweating. He started crying. He bawled because he had no one left, because he was going to die. Jared looked up at the door when he heard the sounds of sword hitting flesh and a high pitched squeal that could only be a werewolf's claw on a shield. Jared picked up his shortsword and exited the tavern to join the fight.

"whoa!!!!"said Lucius after the wolf pounced on him but luckily he had his sword out and the wolf pounced on his blade."whoa thanks for the warning...youve fought these before havent you?" zelgius asked while hiding behing a wooden building

"No, but your guess is as good as mine on how to kill them," Zyle said while killing one by beheading it. "A nice beheading should do the trick," he said while running towards the group of defenders, but the group was low on numbers and even 1 lupine alone could slaughter them. "We....We have to play smart," Zyle shouted as he ran behind the another home.

"so we just fight them as normal ,i use that term loosely,beasts....looks like there attacks arent going to cease and our defense is dying....you dont think well have to evacuate the city do you?" said Lucius to anyone with an open answer

As Jared left the tavern he saw werewolves attacking the redguard and some imperial several houses down. Jared started sprinting towards the fight. He slowed down, knowing that reckless attacking is how you get killed in battle. Jared quickly ducked in behind a house. He climbed onto the roof to survey the battle. There was a werewolf several yards away waiting for the right moment to strike. It began to head towards the imperial, and Jared took a running start and leaped off the roof of the house. Jared felt like he was flying, he fumbled around getting his blade ready in mid-air, and landed square on its back. On any human being that would have alone killed them. The werewolf collapsed onto the ground and Jared slashed the throat of the wolf. It's long arms had reached him before it was dead and plunged its claws into Jared's shoulder and flung him against a house. Jared screamed in pain as he hit the wooden column of the house and his shortsword buried itself deep into this leg. At the same time his head smashed against the column immediately knocking him unconscious.