Name - Aditte Rameau
six - Female
Age - 19
Race - Breton


Appearance - Her skin is sickly and pale from spending the vast majority of her time inside. Her hair and eyes are brown. Her hair goes down to her shoulders, and looks like it isn't brushed as often as it should be. She's a little more thin then is probably healthy, mostly due to a habit of forgetting to eat whenever she's working (which is most of the time). She mainly wears simple, blue or green robes, with little to no adornment. She's pretty in a plain, dull kind of way. If she actually cared, she might be somewhat attractive.

Magical Major - Alteration. Her style of spellcasting is intricate and precise, relying less on raw power and more complex, carefully woven spells.
Strength Major - None to speak of.
Stealth Major - Enchanting (I'm assuming that's okay if Alchemy is?).


Rank - Apprentice

Personality - Aditte has little patience for socialization, politics, or really anything that isn't magic. As such, she's at something of a loss in most social situations. She is tremendously nervous around others, and masks her nervousness by acting as stoically and coldly as possible. She is not, however, a genuinely unemotional person; it's just that her emotions are largely taken up with despair about failed enchantments and passion for obscure rules regarding Burden spells, rather then romance or tragic deaths or whatever it is everybody is always raving about.


History - Like her, Aditte's parents were obsessed with magic. Her father was famous Conjurer, and her mother was the Court Wizard in Wayrest.
Her parents spent almost all of their time locked up in their rooms, working day in and day out. Naturally, she assumed that their work must have been of some heroic, world-changing importance. Many of her childhood daydreams consisted of imagining her parents fighting Daedra or saving the Emperor's life; if she were a more introspective person, she might have realized that the reason she thought her parents were always doing such important things was to justify that they never spent time with her.
From a young age she showed a talent for magic, and quickly gravitated towards Alteration and Enchanting. Her parents quickly noticed that their daughter didn't want to become something useless like a smith or a fishmonger (these being the only two common professions they could think of at the time), but instead wanted to follow in their footsteps as a mage.
They hired her a number of tutors in magic, and she immersed herself in study of the rules and mechanics of spellcasting and the history of magic. Whatever she had thought about as a little girl was quickly replaced by magic, and only magic.
She has only been in the Arcane University for a few days, but already its begun to seem like some kind of utopia to her. Since her arrival, she hasn't set foot in the city itself once. All of her time has been devoted to studying and practicing magic. Her only real issue with the college is that so many of the other mages seem to be wrapped up in politics. After all, what does it matter who the next Archmage is if she can't get her work done?

Name: Valin of Arenthia. Surnames are highly uncommon in Valenwood, and many Bosmer (like their Altmeri cousins) prefer to adopt the name of their native city.

six: Male

Age: 33 years

Race: Bosmer

Appearance (including clothing, height, weight, eye color, hair color, hairstyle, etc):
Height: 5'4"
Build: very slim, with neither much fat nor much muscle.
Eye colour: Blue, with traces of emerald green creeping in around his pupils.
Hair: dark brown, pulled back into a short ponytail which extends halfway down his neck.
Clothing: He usually wears his robes - the standard Guild blue, with a black trimming along the hem, around the sleeves and around the hood. His sleeves hang down from his arms slightly, and his robes drag across the floor a little - obvious indicators that they were designed for someone a bit larger. He almost never wears his hood, instead preferring to leave it resting on his shoulders. His enchanted silver sapphire amulet is hidden beneath his robes, and he almost always wears his satchel containing soul gems, an empty potion vial and a mortar and pestle.

Magical Major (only one allowed): Conjuration. While the stereotypical Bosmer has an affinity with nature and the magical manipulation of the earth, Valin prefers to study the conjuring of servants and mortal control over Oblivion. He's adept at summoning lesser Daedra and undead, and his work often involves summoning rituals in attempts to prolong the length of time a summon may remain on Nirn. He also has a keen interest in necromancy, although this only developed following Traven's death and the end of the King of Worms.

Strength Major (only one allowed): athletics. Running around forests in his youth led to Valin's continued love of running. He finds nothing more relaxing than a jog around the City Isle, although his work often keeps him far too busy for this.

Stealth Major (only one allowed): alchemy. He has a special interest in the use of ingredients from Oblivion, which flooded the shops of the Imperial City during the Oblivion Crisis. Adventurers who dared to enter the Oblivion Gates - including the legendary Champion of Cyrodiil - often returned with as many plant specimens as they could carry, and made a small fortune from mages such as Valin.

Rank: Conjurer. He was afforded this rank when his interest in Conjuration was brought to the attention of the Council of Mages, which allowed him to work more closely with other scholars of Conjuration.

Personality: Valin was always something of an introvert, preferring solitude to the company of others. In his youth, the forests of Valenwood became his refuge, allowing him to escape his extensive family. He can't be defined as 'naughty or nice', but rather as self-absorbed. His relationships are almost purely professional, and the few friends he has he doesn't see regularly. Having dealt with many a Daedra, he's become quite bossy - after all, the first rule of Conjuration is to show the summon who's boss. As such, he's less likely to politely ask for what he needs as he is to demand them. He doesn't mean to be rude, but he comes across as such anyway.

History: Valin was born into a family of seven - his two parents (his father a hunter and his mother a healer), three sisters and his brother. His earliest memories are of bickering with his siblings over just about everything, and of his parents arguing just as much. This is what drove Valin way from his home, and into the vast forests surrounding the city. Each time he retreated to the forests, he explored deeper and deeper, challenging himself to push the boundaries just a little each time. He often stumbled across caves, often small and abandoned or full of animals easily tamed with a simple illusion spell his mother had taught him.

On one particular occasion, however, a cave contained the remnants of a summoning circle - candles, scrolls and a scrap of paper with a smudged chant. Valin, having studied the very basics of Conjuration with his mother, carefully surveyed the materials. Over the course of several months he researched into summoning circles as much as he could, eventually summoning a weak scamp to the Mundus. Thus his love of conjuring was born.

At the age of twenty he left the family home for good and headed across the border to Cyrodiil, just a stone's throw from Arenthia. Naturally, he'd heard of the Arcane University, a haven of magic set beside the fabled Imperial City. He settled in the Imperial City, working as an assistant at one of the various alchemy stores, and eventually earned himself enough money for some magical supplies and enrolment in the Arcane University in 3E 425.

His apprenticeship ended in 3E 430, with the Council of Mages granting him the rank of Conjurer due to his clear interest and skill in the school of Conjuration. He was given a small room in which to conduct his experiments, and his Conjurer's Robes to signify his rank. A year later, Traven took over as Arch-Mage, imposing severe restrictions on Conjuration, a school he considered dangerously entangled with necromancy. Despite the restrictions, Valin continued his work, furthering his knowledge of summoning and continuing his particular interest in Summoning Circles.

Motives/Agenda: unlike many, Valin has no interest becoming Arch-Mage. He instead wishes to take advantage of the current situation and install himself on the Council of Mages, lifting the lingering restrictions on necromancy and Conjuration and allowing the free use of these tools. He may not like the idea of sitting in a room with the other Council members, but he realises that this is a sacrifice he must make in order to further his own knowledge. After all, the dead are, well, dead - why do they need their bodies? Surely they'd be better used as the tools of mages? Valin sees a big chance to expand necromancy, and tether it to his beloved Conjuration.