I'm about to bring shame to the Nordic people of Skyrim.

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Name: Phineas Moore

Race: Nordish [he is nordic, but appears a little more noble than what most Nords may find suitable for a noble looking nord]

Gender: Male

Age: 35

Sign: The Steed

Home Country: Skyrim

Faction and Rank: NA
Faction Description: NA

Class: The Writer

Class Description: This would seem to be a rather obvious guess as to what the class, the writer is. Writers are well versed in speech and batering, they are transcribers and quill dabblers of the world. They are the people who produced The Lusty Argonian and the many famed words around Tamriel.

Skills:

Speechcraft
Bartering
Luck
Surprisingly has some sword skills too

Appearance:
As you wondered the market you found yourself bumping into a man. He appeared rather boistorous, as if he were use to schmoozing people with good charm. As you stared at him, you couldn't happen to notice that this man hadn't seen the light of hard work. He wasn't well fit, not large, but he certainly seemed to have more of a relaxed job. He wore a raiment [think shivering isle, the coat, the boots, the pants] with a bear pelt.[basically the shivering isle's raiment, combined with the fine raiment of skyrim. Except with a less long and more like a coat, like shivering isle] His blond hair was thick and curled ever so sligtly at the bangs.
http://i1129.photobucket.com/albums/m507/Dream_Sequencer/orion.jpg

Hair: Blond

Eyes: Blue

Personality: He appears rather boistorois, he is use to schmoozing people with good charm and good wit. He's also a liar and likes to exagerate stories. He's a lucky coward, but is also completely underestimated as well. He can be serious from time to time, but ends up hiding everything behind an extravagant smile. He's loud, obnoxious at times people mistakeningly believe he's an idiot. Maybe he is. He doesn't particularly enjoy battle or even fighting. He also has an extreme fear of death. He happens upon saying some offensive things from time to time and making off putting and horrible jokes.

Motivation for Joining: To Finish his book Phineas and The Gray Blood Company

Weapons: A rapier at his side

Clothing: In Appearance

History:

Oh you surely must have heard of me. I'm Phineas Moore and have written many books on the shelves. You must have read them. Here is a recorded list of my stories

Phineas Moore and the Troll
-I Phineas Moore have stumbled upon my adventures a troll with the most fearsome call. As I stare at its large body, and its intimidating glance it opens it mouth and belches out a loud "Woawrf"

Phineas Moore and the Hagraven
-It so happens upon my journeys that I have met a Hagraven named Melka. Whom had kidnapped me for some unknown reason. I thought she was to turn me into stew, but it happens that she had only wanted a life partner.

Phineas Moore and the Escape of the Raven
-Fleeing for my life I escape the Hagraven's clutches before our wedding day. I fear the woman may still be after me.

Phineas Moore and the Not So Secret Dark Brotherhood Assassin
-I spend a little time and a little chat with eighty year old dark brotherhood assassin Felix Wright, as he speaks to me about the details of his life. All while trying to kill me. What an exciting number.

Phineas Moore and Phineas's Adventures
-My teenage adventures all explained in one little nice summary. It includes stories such as phineas and the troll, phineas and the hagraven, and much much more.

Phineas Moore and the Bandits
-I stumble upon a fearsome bandit crew, whom sets out to kill me. While I set out for a killer interview. [ahaahha]

And my upcoming titles soon and shortly

Phineas Moore and the Gray Blood Company
-A hero such as I surely should join the Gray Blood Company, but the truth really is that it is for the interview.

Name: Tarek Vindictus
Race: Imperial
Gender: Male
Age: 39
Sign: The Lady
Home Country: Skyrim

Class: (Ex) Vigil of Stendarr
Class Description: Skilled and trained to kill Deadra and any other abominations. Tarek specialized in killing vampires and is highly skilled in using crossbows and short swords. Tarek also has some skill with restoration.
Skills: One handed, Archery, Sneak, Light Armor, Restoration

Appearance: Tarek has a decently fair complexion and an average face for an imperial. He was quite the charmer in young advlthood years, but life has taken it's toll on his features and a sad expression haunts his everyday face. He stands at almost exactly six feet. Tarek usually keeps himself well groomed.
Hair: His hair is black and hangs down from his head somewhat, but not long at all, and also not short.
Eyes: HIs eyes are a dark green.

Personality: Kind, but logical. He has become somewhat hardened during his years as a vigilant, but a certain kindness and mercy resides within him. Tarek always tries to choose the most just path in any situation, as justice is what he strives for most in life.

Weapons: A wooden/steel crossbow made for him by his brothers in the Vigil of Stendarr. It has neat/small intricate and decorative carvings in the steel. It's extremely sturdy and has held up great for him over the years. He carries around thirty or so steel bolts and a few silver bolts in a quiver down on his right thigh. He also carries a medium sized steel sword on his left side in a sheath.
Clothing: The usual Vigilant of Stendarr clothing that can be seen here: http://www.uesp.net/wiki/File:SR-npc-Vigilant_of_Stendarr.jpg
Miscellaneous: Wears a small ruby necklace that was previously worn by his deceased daughter.

Magic: Somewhat skilled restoration skills and sometimes specialized as a medic in vigilant missions.

History: Tarek grew up as the child in a farmer family in Falkreath. He was taught discipline, justice, and mercy by his loving father. At the age of sixteen, while he was out on a lone hunting trip, his entire family was slaughtered by vampires. There were a few other casualties in the town, but his family seemed the main victims. He grew sad and lonely for a year or so and worked at the local tavern, abandoning his family's farm. At 19, after romancing many girls, he decided to finally marry one and he rebuilt his family's farm.

Life was slowly coming back together as he started a family of his own. At age 24, he was a proud father of a five year old girl, who he loved dearly, and another child was on the way. Then, in a strange act of fate, his daughter and pregnant wife were also slaughtered by a lone vampire while he slept. He awoke to the monster feeding on his family's corpses. He killed his first vampire that same night.

Torn by feelings of vengeance and sorrow, he was convinced that the gods were trying to send him down a different path. He did the only thing that made sense to him at the time and traveled to the Hall of the Vigilant, once again abandoning his farm and all his belongings. He trained for five years as a Vigilant of Stendarr and the virtues of mercy, kindness, and justice were driven into him harder. He grew to despise the Daedra and all other "abominations", especially vampires. For many long and hard years, he served the hall well and his name fastly became a respected one in the order. At first, he would often serve as a medic on vigilant missions, but eventually he would lead missions on his own. Many vampire and other creature's hearts were pierced by the bolts of his crossbow.

However, his life would drastically change one more time. At age 39, he lead a mission to rid a cave of a family of vampires that the order had been hunting down. He killed a few of the creatures easily as he headed deeper into the cave, moving too fast for his brothers to keep up. Then, at the very back of the cave, he saw a small girl, with a ruby necklace on. The girl's features were eerily similar to his daughter's and he realized the necklace was actually the one he had made for her on her fifth birthday. The girl was in fact a vampire, and as far as Tarek could tell, it was not his daughter. His memories ad feelings got the best of him as he took the ruby necklace from the trembling vampire girl's neck and left her alive. Leaving this girl alive, (as he learned later) cost the lives of many of his brothers and sisters in the order. She retreated to another family of vampires where she told them what had happened. The vampires attacked the hall in an act of revenge, resulting in many casualties on both sides. However their attack was a failure, and many vampires were captured and interrogated. The Hall of the Vigilant learned that it was Tarek's fault and his actions that provoked the attack. Tarek admitted his crime and was banned from the order. Stricken by guilt and sorrow, he traveled back to Falkreath to drown his sorrows in mead.

Motivation for Joining: Tarek is looking for a new line of work, preferably something that can put his combat skills to use.

I hope this is good, I spent a while on it. ^.^

It would seem we have quite a bit of supernaturals in this RP now. One werewolf, two vampires, two men who had a wife and daughter killed by vampires, who also is related to the Vigilantes of Stendarr. I noticed you are a novice, your real name doesn't happen to be BigbossBalrog, is it? No, your spelling is rather good .

Well, your character is more or less just like all the others, specifically Titus. His family was killed by vampires, and he was a member of an evil cult. But, lets see how this works out.

Hmm, I didn't know there was going to be a similar character to mine! Hopefully since you said he was in an evil cult, our characters will contrast each other since mine is more bent on justice. And no haha, I am not "BigbossBalrog." I'm not really a novice either. I rped quite a bit on these forums a few years back. I felt like getting back into it so I made a new account a couple days ago.

Evil cult, I mean Vigilantes of Stendarr .

Well, it looks like you both have a lot in common. Look forward to seeing you in the official thread.

And Darkom, one of the storylines should branch in Solitude if some people want to get a bit political .

I'll wait for the new RP thread to do that. I need to get a list of who all will be joining us again, as many have left and many more have joined in. I'll probably be PMing some of you for your CS if I can't find them.

Anyway, like I said, first order of business is what we are going to do in Falkreath. We'll eventually conflict with the Reachmen, but we'll save that for later. For now I'm looking for small ideas, like clearing out a bandit lair or something. Mostly we'll be making conversation and solidifying the company.

Quick question though: would you guys like to IC the naming process for Gray Bloods, or just say we thought it up on the road?


EDIT: Whoops, posted from an old page, didn't see the new posts. Welcome aboard Swoops, glad to have you with us. The sheet looks good, I look forward to seeing how an ex-Vigil interacts with all our vampires and werewolves. You can jump in now if you'd like, but the RP thread up right now is only for the purpose of wrapping up what was already happening. We'll be making a new one shortly, so it might be easier just to join the company then, when the rest of us get to Falkreath. Like I said, if you don't want to wait you can try, but it'll be a lot easier in the new thread.

I think it would be kind of neat to have us IC the naming of the group, to add more conversation and immerse the group with ideas. Maybe in the scene at the tavern.

I'm still in it Darkom. Not leaving. Just got started with this RP.

I'm also still going to be here. I made a secondary character, now I have Luka and Phineas Moore. But only if people want him in. I just thought there needed to be a comedic character. I should mention that he takes credit for other people's feets. lol.

"I taught him all that he knows,"

Thanks! I'll wait for the new thread, it seems much easier to do it that way. I'll probably make my first post as you guys gather in the tavern or wherever you start converging. And yes, it should be interesting.



Your Phineas Moore character sheet made me laugh earlier.

Yeah he's going to be some great fun. Imagine for a second. Bandits at the ready, going to take him down. An arrow whiz past him, cutting off his septim purse. Septims roll down on the floor. Either he's oblivious or he isn't to the attack, and he begins to bend grab the septims off the ground. Every time he mysteriously dodges an arrow, just by bending down and picking septims. Frustrated a bandit rushes at him, he bends down, the bandit bumps into a rock and is passed out.

lol.

Phineas has never really won any of the battles that he writes in his books. He just has the sheer luck to "accidentally" incapacitate his enemies.

Lore-wise, just how far Falkreath is from Solitude?

My brother and I

"My you're quite the fit mage," Phineas said.

"I'm not quite sure what that means," Willik said.

"Just look at these arms," Phineas said.

Suddenly as people passed by Phineas smoothed back his hair.

"Ah yes, henchman, good good, your training is going well," Phineas said.

"You did not train me, don't make me flail your flesh," Willik said, "Then you'll have to write a book called Phineas and His Dead Body."