Cast Members:
Bigbossbolrog –GM
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Name: Lilly Emily
Race: Breton
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Hair Color: Blonde
Physical Appearance: Very small, slender build, overall very petite. Wears a pair of glasses, due to her eye sight not being good. She has long blonde hair, with curls, and has pale blue eyes. She has very pale skin. She is physical weak, and constantly gets sick and is forced to stay home from school.
Eye Color: Blue
Personality: She is very shy and timid, rarely speaks, unless with her family whom she is very open with. She doesn't really have any friends at her school, and spends most of her time by-herself reading. She is a good student, and keeps up with her studies. She is constantly bullied at school however, mostly by the males in her class for her frailty and her glasses. It started from simple teasing to physical actions. Lilly doesn't speak up about the bullying due to her self-esteem problems and her lack of friends. She started to dislike boy's in general. Some of the girls however, are no better and cruelly tease her with venomous insults.
History: Emily was born to the very wealth merchant Armore Emily. She grew up in a large mansion located in the Talos Plaza district, along with her two older siblings, Mors and Winter. She's been attending "Dragon-hearth" school for young people since she was eight. She's maintained high marks in all of her subjects, despite being frequently ill. She's recently been a target for bullying, mostly from the boy's in her class, and some of the girls. She hasn't told anyone, afraid they wouldn't "believe" her.
Preference: Girls
EmperorCharles
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Name: Volinaro
Race: High Elf
Gender: Male
Age: 56, appears 23.
Hair color: light blond
Physical Appeearance: tall and skinny, very fit legs and strong arms. Beautiful light blue eyes, perfect cheek bones.
Eye Color: perfect shade of the lightest blue possible
History: came to the Imperial City to become a bard 8 years ago. He has been renting a room at the King and Queen inn in the Elven Gardens District for four years.
Personality: smiles and laughs a lot, but can be very serious when he needs to be. He enjoys playing the lute and the fiddle (did they have it back then? Hmm...) and occasionally writes a book, a few of which have made it into the most prestigious of booksellers in the Summerset Isles and Cyrodiil.
Preference: men and women, it depends on his feelings about said person. Gender doesn't really matter to him all that much.
Trannigan
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Name: Veric Athellered
Race: Breton
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Hair Color: Auburn
Physical Appearance: Not very tall, 5'0 with a pale complexion. Soft facial features with a rather small, aquiline nose and no facial hair as of yet still. He is slender, though has soft outlines where muscles are starting to develop on his maturing body. Still though, the lad has the look of someone you just can't help but pick on. Also his hair is short and curly
Eye Color: Light blue
History: Veric's mother died during child birth, and his father, though loving, doesn't have much time for him, being one of the particularly important members of the temple of the one. Usually his father is too busy trying to help the sick, injured, and poor of the many districts to give his son real attention though they do have time to catch up during meals and prayer and such. Both him and his father are very devote to the Nine and his father has instilled in him the belief that you should try to help others (well most others) when ever you can, sometimes even at a cost to yourself. Veric does have quite a few aptitudes, he is a good cook and a hard worker. He is also a good scribe and a budding alchemist though he is still a novice at that and often prone to mistakes.
Personality: Shy, and painfully clumsy. The lad has never had a suitor and gets picked on fairly often. He is usually timid and contrary to a good portion of his race his attitude is usually that of a humble young man. He is only skilled at certain magic such as casting light and a few other spells and Veric is not what one would call a 'good fighter' by any meaning of the term. That is. Of course, until Veric has been pushed way too far by a threat, then his inner advlt Breton comes out and he develops both the bravery to keep standing up for himself and keep getting up when knocked down, and his inner mage comes out, letting him summon novice fireballs which he for some reason can't quite get the hang of when not in a mindset of instinctual self defense. Veric is also a kind hearted soul (partially due to his upbringing and partially due to just inner kindness) and does not stand for people that bully others. Him seeing others get picked on brings on much more of a chance of him getting brave enough to stand up to the one causing trouble, and the few fights he has been in were to stand up for another.
That said he does have his bad qualities. He is distrustful of the beastfolk and of Orsimer, believing them all to be trouble makers and that by avoiding them he can save himself some beatings. He is also immature for being 18. Not in a rude sort of way, but he has a child-like naivety about the harsher facts in life. Some think he is a little stupid but he is actually well learned and a pretty quick thinker on the fly.
Preference: Da Ladehz
The Pompous Altmer
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Name: Alix Vanne
Race: Breton
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Hair Color: Brown hair
Alix pic's
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Physical Appearance: Alix is a very handsome young man. He stands at 5'9''. Due extensive training in Khajiiti martial arts from his adopted father who was a Khajiit, Alix's body is very built and very strong, but unlike most other warriors, he's not bulky, but instead is lean and cut. His facial features for a Manmer are very Elven. High cheekbones, narrow jaw line, slightly almond shaped eyes, and delicate nose and mouth.
Eye Color: Silver
History: Alix's birth is a mystery to him and to all that know him. He doesn't remember his Breton parents all that well, due to them leaving him at the age of 18 months. Ever since then, he was raised by a kind and caring Kahjiit named, Ra'jhaara. Even though Alix and Ra'jhaara were completely different from one another, Alix has always looked up to Ra'jhaara as a father.
During his time growing up in the dojo of Ra'jhaara, Alix learned the mysterious Khajiiti martial arts, that was usually prohibited to foreigners, but Alix. During that time, he met knew friends and was eventually accepted as a member in Ra'jhaara's family.
When Alix was 18, him and Ra'jhaara decided to leave Elsweyr behind to go live in the Imperial City in Cyrodiil. During his first few months in the Imperial City, Alix was awestruck at the marvelous architecture and magnifience of the Empire. And during one of his his nighttime walks, Alix came across a garden that would change his life....
Personality: Alix is a very quiet and conserved person. He's not very boastful or loud and tends to keep his thoughts to himself. He is very respectful, it was the way he was raised. One of his quirks is, he likes practice martial arts at any chance he gets, so he might start throwing some kicks and punches out of blue. He also very shy around women.
Preference: women
PhenixAngel Co-Gm
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Name: Phenix Lucianna Lachance
Race: Imperial
Gender: Female
Age: 20
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Physical Appearance: 5/6 and 110lbs. slender frame, with all the right curves in all the right places.
My shinny healthy hair is the color of the whitest snow and is thick and long that flows down past my waist and is scented with lavender and honey.
My tan sun-kissed skin soft and silky to the touch with no blemishes and no physical scars you can see from the outside.
My ample bosom is larger than the average woman and they seem to draw a lot of attention from the opposite six.
My body is physically fit and very disciplined, which makes me extremely agile for the demanding work I do. Thanks in part to my Father and who he is; I still am a virgin untouched by a man.
Only known Health condition is, I can’t bare children as my father had me fixed when I came of age.
My voice is soft spoken and very famine and when I whisper in a man’s ear I can get him to do almost anything for me.
My hands are kept very clean and manicured at all times. I have semi-long finger nails painted in dark red.
My eyes are the darkest blue just like the deep blue sea with very long black eye lashes. I wear a faint sparkly teal eye shadow with black eye liner that accents the sultry shape of my beautiful eyes.
My cheeks stay a constant plush pink color which gives the illusion that I am be bashful and shy.
They say I can melt a man’s heart with my perfect smile, and kill the man with one touch of my dark red pouty lips.
In one word I can describe myself, sixy…..
Clothing: I wear all the latest in Imperial fashion. I tend to wear things more revealing and form fitting to my body. I like all girly things such as high priced jewelry etc. I wear a ruby and gold studded belly ring with the initials DB.
New and improved DB armor: Black off shoulder leather & silver lace corset top, black side lace up leather pants, silver tipped vampire gloves, Silver 3in. stiletto heal, with black knee-high side lace leather boots.
Weapons: Blade of Woe which I hide in my right leather boot and my black braided horse whip.
History:
Daughter and only known child of Lucien Lachance.
My daddy took me from child birth and placed me in Dibella’s chapel. They raised me from an infant until I came of age. It was extremely important to my Father that they instill in me the love of the arts and the finer things that life can offer. The priestess of Dibella also taught me the art of seduction and what it meant to use my beauty as a weapon to get whatever I wanted from anyone.
I grew up thinking I had no parents until he came for me on my 16th birthday. I was extremely relieved to say the least that I had a Father; little did I know I would soon come to regret it later. At first his mystery and strength impressed me. He lavishly spoiled me to no end. He gifted me a beautiful dagger he called the Blade of Woe. He spent countless hours teaching me how to fight and defend myself with it. He spoke only once of my Mother telling me she was a Bosmer and inherently I should be able to control and use animals in my defense. He then gifted me the greatest gift; it was his very own horse. It was a mare like no other I ever saw black as night with red glowing eyes named Shadowmere. He then proceeded to teach me horsemanship and mounted horse combat. I quickly gained his praise as I took to Shadowmere and horse combat naturally.
We traveled constantly in those couple of years as I never knew he was recruiting and making dead drops at that time. What I did learn was how to survive in the wilderness as he left me for days with hunters to learn their trade.
Soon at the age of eighteen he finally brought me to what he called Sanctuary and my new family. There all five of them stood before me as they called themselves the Black Hand. I was soon handed off (pardon the pun,) to the one female Argonian named Shadow. She was my mentor into the Dark Brotherhood. I didn’t see much of my Father after that as I was busy learning my new purpose in life. They said I was to be Lucien’s legacy and I was to take over as Speaker when he dies.
Sad to say but I also took to killing in cold blood pretty easy. Shadow would tell me it was because I never had the love of my Mother. I never knew love of any kind and so that’s why I could be so cold and ruthless.
I never could bring myself to kill children and had a very hard time killing other women. This angered the Black Hand but soon found that I had a liking for killing high society men and I quickly doubled the Dark Brotherhood’s yearly commission by taking on higher paying contracts from high society constituents.
Being of extreme poise and grace I could blend in well into any cities society. For the first time the Dark Brotherhood had a weapon that didn’t need to hide in the shadows. With every kill I made the Dark Brotherhood name spread fear across the land between poor and rich alike. There was no one that I couldn’t get to. I could easily be the girl next door with an enchanting smile. Or be the beautiful socialite in the blue velvet dress chatting up some old Imperial general at the gala.
Now at the age of twenty my training is over and all I hope for is making it earlier to pick up my contract at the next dead drop.
Why, do you ask?
Simple really.
I hope to make it to the dead drop before my Father leaves in hopes to see him again.
Cold blooded killer, na just a misguided young women seeking any kind of approval any kind of love.
Personality: Whatever the Contract needs me to be….Gets off on certain kills.
Preference: I so Love ALL types of men, have extreme hots for the male vampires V’’’V…
“The last word you breathe before the end will be my name.”
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ColonelKillaBee
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Name: Freyr Mer-Killer
Race: Nord
Gender: Male
Hair color: Dark Brown
Age: 22
Appearance:
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Tall, good muscle build for a young man. What you'd expect of a nord. Hair is long and unkempt. Wild looking with two braids in the front. His beard is full, but it isn't long, as it just came in. His face is rough looking in appearance, since he doesn't shave it. No scars. Keeps dark blue swirls on each side of his cheeks. Six foot four inches tall. Overall wild appearance. Wears his father's old adventuring gear. Steel armor greaves and boots with a steel metal ring around his arm and neck, and steel bands around his wrists. Like what Tsun wears. http://www.uesp.net/wiki/File:SR-npc-Tsun.jpg Also carries around with him his father's old steel war axes.
History: His mother Sylga Mer-Killer and father Tolfi Mer-Killer just came from Skyrim. In Skyrim, his father was an adventurer and then later a guard. His mother was a general goods merchant. His parents decided to move to the Imperial City because his father's adventerous spirit needed to be sated, so he wanted to try his hand in the arena. His mother resented the idea, but did like the thought of going to the Imperial City. Tolfi would take up a job as a city guard again, and on the side, he'd fight in the arena.
Feryr did not like the idea of his father fighting in the arena, not because he could be in danger, but because that required that he leave Solitude, where he lived at in Skyrim. He is angry at his parents for having them leave, and he almost contemplated leaving back on his own. He was old enough, but he needed to stay and help his mother with her shop. The only good thing to him about the change in scenery was that he could leave back the memories of the murder he committed. When he was sixteen he fell in love for the first time with an Imperial girl named Feralda.
They considered themselves to be in a relationship and were in one until he was twenty. What ended it was when he spotted her kissing another nord boy who he knew to work at the stables. When he saw this, he took out the axe his father got him, and threw it in the back of the boy's skull. Feralda never told anyone, but she never forgave him either. No one ever found out, and strangely to him, he never felt guilty about it either. His only regret was losing Feralda for good. Now Feryr is struggling to fit in to his new home with the people of Cyrodiil. The other young men and women do not speak to him much out of fear of his barbaric appearance, and their lack of understanding to his culture. Despite a desire to fight, he was actually quite nice. The murder he committed was an outburst of anger uncharacteristic of him. But because of the resentment from his Cyrodiilic neighbors, Feryr has grown lonely and homesick on top of missing Feralda. Because of that, he's grown to be a bit of a jerk, and developed a mean streak. The only future he can see for himself is that of a mercenary, arena contender like his father, or a member of the fighters guild. That is all he currently looks forward to, unless something else comes along.
Personality/Motivations: Sometimes nice, other times a jerk, depending on his mood and who he is around. He's the type who will help someone in need, but will take his anger out on someone if he's angry. Happiest around pretty women, and in taverns or in fights. Still doesn't know exactly who he is. His destiny could be colored in any pallet, depending on who he lets influence him. He is emotionally vulnerable, meaning that his loneliness may cause him to become something he is not to end his loneliness in this new environment and to fit in. Racist to mer, and beast races. As is his family.
Preference: Straight as a landing strip.
Superintendent
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Name: Dominic Vesuvius
Race: Imperial
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Hair Color: Dark Brown
Physical Appearance: Dominic isn't the most physically imposing warrior around. Standing at a relatively short 5"6. He's strong, but not very muscular, having a lean build. However, he wears a heavy set of Ebony Armor, with a mask concealing his face (it's actually a Madness Helmet) and artificially adding to his size.
Eye Color: Dark Brown
History: Dominic lived a healthy life in the Imperial City growing up. His mother was a priest, and his father a Legate. He learned piety from his mother, and battle from his father. Because of his parents’ high status, he was well respected, and reasonably wealthy. He wanted to be a scholar; specifically, a scholar on the Dwemer. He was fascinated by their technology, and wished to uncover its secrets.
Soon enough, he fell in love with a beautiful Imperial girl, whom he promised his undying love and devotion to. They got engaged, and he was also on his way to getting a degree in Dwemer studies. However, on the eve of their wedding, he caught his bride sipping blood. Disgusted and confused, he confronted her on the spot, and she revealed herself to be a vampire. She had been fooling him all this time, merely beguiling him to acquire his wealth. She then attacked him, but he used the skills he had learned from his father and fought back. He had to take a knife and stab her repeatedly until she died, stabbing her even after she was already dead.
This event scarred Dominic for life. Having the love of your life turn out to be some fake, blood-svcking monster, and then having to brutally murder her to defend yourself can do that to a person. He then vowed to devote his life to a new cause. Taking the money he had to buy himself a full set of Ebony Armor with accompanying weapons, he dedicated his life to eradicating all vampires from Cyrodiil. His parents called him crazy—and he was—but that wouldn’t stop him. He has met success, however, destroying at least two vampire dens. He returns often to the Imperial City for food and shelter when needed.
Personality: A very cold man now, he doesn’t find himself thinking about love anymore. He’s courteous and polite, but whatever love he had died with him long ago. Dominic is also suffers from sporadic cases of paranoia, caused by the fear that he’s being hunted down by vampires himself. Occasionally, these fears prove true. Sometimes, though, they just make him behave oddly in public places.
Preference: Women only
Queen of Giant Rats
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Name: Gaelyn Stinclave
Race: Imperial
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Hair Color: Dark ginger
Physical Appearance:
Has pale skin apart from on her right lower arm that is red and covered in burn marks. She is very thin, especially her face to the point that her cheeks are slightly concave. This also makes her eyes look slightly too large, not helped by them having dark shadows beneath them caused by lack of sleep. Gaelyn is about 5’11 tall, making her stand slightly above most people (apart from the High Elves) due to her limbs (and fingers) being slightly out of proportion-a bit longer then they should be.
Her hair is very curly and reaches to the middle of her shoulder blades. Normally she wears a grey shirt and hood, black trousers and brown leather boots.
Eye Color: Hazel
History:
Gaelyn was born in Balmora to one of the city’s booksellers. She went to the Hlaalu School where she showed a talent for languages, soon becoming fluent in both Cyrodilic and the local Dunmeris. At 16 she moved to the Mage’s Guild to study how to be a translator between younger/foreign mages who only spoke Cyrodilic and older/ Telvanni mages who could only speak Dunmeris.
A few days before she turned 18 the city revolted due to high taxes, during which her parents’ shop was burnt down along with large areas of the city. With the little money she had, Gaelyn moved to Cyrodiil just before the Blight hit in Morrowind. When she reached the Imperial City she managed to find work translating for the Arcane University and could afford to buy a small shack on the Water-front.
Personality: Gaelyn has a tendency to get very nervous with people she doesn’t know that well, but once she starts to know them more, she is quite friendly and easy-going. She can be fairly na?ve and believes a fair few conspiracy theories, the only people she tends not to trust are figures of authority, due to her believing that they are all somehow corrupt.
Preference: Anyone
Jaden Hestla Vampire
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Name: Jaden
Last name if I told you then I would have to kill you.
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Race: Nord Vampire V””V
Gender: Female
Age: Lost count looks 23
Hair color: Brown /redish hair short shoulder legnth, vampire yellow eyes
Appearance: tall but musclar for a woman blacksmith, nord qualities tom-boy type, not girly at all loves steel and ebony heavy armor, tribal markings across face
Armor/Weapons: Ebony armor, ebony blades sword-dual action.
History: Previously a werewolf & member of the Companions. I didn’t progress too far in the Companions because they treated me like [censored] always with the name calling.
“I would like to see them try to call me whelp again." V""V
Had to much to drink in the banner mare tavern one night found my ass in bed with a blood svcker, contracted vamp disease.
I met Vorstag and fell in love with him. Followed him to Markarth years ago which is where I became a Blacksmith. I loved pounding, bending hot metal into anything much like the men in my life. Until I met Vorstag who could not be shaped into what I wanted, which made me want him even more. He used me as men do and kicked me to the curb when he was done with me. It pissed me off so much that I went on a killing spree. Got a visit from Lucien Lachance joined Dark Brotherhood been having an affair on again / off again with Lucien ever since. Got promoted to blacksmithing at Lucien's Battlehorn castle where I keep an eye on his little BRAT of a daughter Phenix.
Personality: [censored]y so don't screw with me, loves to drink
Preference: Men
» Sun May 05, 2013 7:33 pm 
Life sometimes is too hard to deal with so come here into Fantasy where life gets a whole lot better “unless someone stole your sweet roll… 
Too tired to think right now lol.
haha go kick butt Jaden I'll bet all my coins on you for sure deary... 
