I'm thinking further; can it be a lich? Someone who crossed over to undeath before learning all he could, and as a result, was no longer able to learn new magics (not even necromancers would teach a lich), thus developed the magics that he did know. And at some point he decides see what's going on in the outside world, cobbles together a disguise, and finds out the territory his lair was in is now within the influence of lich-hating knights, and in the crosshairs of magic-hating Yokudans.

Being an Ansei is a lifestyle as well as being a skilled warrior (if you are a 2nd level Ansei, you know the Shehai). It would be impossible for a lich to learn the Shehai, as the Ansei, outside of war, is a monk of his actual religion. Western magic has no relation to eastern magic in its entirety. If you want to know the Shehai, you must be an Ansei, which means you must live the lifestyle of the Ansei and receive training for a long while, probably from the Halls of the Virtues of War.

I meant a lich battlemage.

Name: Ver Ali

Race: Ra'Gada

Age: 44

Birthsign: The Tower

Physical Description: Ver has lived a hard life and his face shows it, covered in wrinkles and dominated by a scar extending across the bottom of his right cheek. He perpetually has bags under his eyes from lack of sleep. Stands at about 5'10 and despite the fact that he is getting older still maintains in excellent physical shape. Is quite bald but has grown out his black beard a little bit to hide his scar, though he keeps it well shaved.

History: Ver was born into a large middle class home, being the oldest of nine children. His father was a merchant and his mother a seamstress and home maker. Growing up he always looked out for his siblings and was very athletic, but the trait people most remarked upon was his hard work.

When he turned 18 he joined the Rihad City-Guard as a small time watchman and after many years worked his way up to Lieutenant-Commander of the Guard. When the Commander himself was caught accepting bribes from dunmer slavers it was Ali who arrested him and brought him before Carlo, who in his last official act before leaving for Sentinel was to execute the old Commander and appoint Ali into his place.

Since then Commander Ali has proven to be an excellent Commander and his opinion was highly sought in all matter. While being a loyal Forebearer who hates the Crowns passionately he was vehemently opposed to inviting the Knights of the Nine into Hammerfall, contending that the matter at hand is a Ra'Gada only one that does not require any foreign "aid". Since the Knights have arrived they have acted in the most pigheaded and rude way, which has lead to Ver and many guardsmen resenting them.

Weapons: Ver is a skilled marksmen (something he prides himself) and almost always can be seen with a beautiful yew bow imported from Skyrim, covered in intricately carved runes that the man he purchased it from swears are magical in nature. He also normally carries a steel shortsword with him at all times.

Armor: Normally wears light chainmail without pauldrons and daedric gauntlets days when he is about to enter combat.

Misc. Items: Always carries a blank warrant upon his person

I have to wonder where Haroun got his claim to the entirety of Hammerfell. It's one thing that has been nagging me for a while. Does he simply wish to unite the Redguards because of a common ancestry? I'm not by any means trying to figure out any hidden plan you have Story, I was just wondering what exactly made Haroun think he was the one who should unite Hammerfell (if it was destined to be untied at all)

Name: Vorandaril

Race: Altmer (Lich)

Hair: Grey

Age: 315 (120 at time of death)

Class: Battlemage

History:

He was remembered in the Mages Guild as an eccentric mer with a passion for Ayleid ruins. Often visiting remote ruins alone, his superiors worried he'd one day his reckless exploring would get him killed. Sure enough, around two hundred years ago he entered a ruin and lost his right forearm to a skeleton's axe. Although he survived, the experience utterly broke him; he couldn't bear living centuries with only one hand. His superiors began to worry when he embalmed his severed forearm and carried it wherever he went. They worried further when he became obsessed with studying in the University archives, leaving only for eating, drinking, sleeping, and bodily functions. Their fears proved founded when he simply disappeared from the university, and upon checking archive records, realized he had been studying how to become a lich. He was expelled from the Mages Guild, but it didn't matter; they never saw him again.

He found a remote Ayleid ruin just inside the Hammerfell border, just outside the jurisdiction of the Cyrodiil Branch. Upon dispatching the beasts inhabiting the ruin, he underwent the rites to become a lich. After crossing into undeath, regaining the use of his forearm (indeed, he needed his forearm to become a lich), he carefully embalmed his body to keep it from deteriorating. No longer restrained by the needs of the body, but now no longer able to access the Mages Guild, he turned to improving the magical arts he already knew. One day a group of necromancers took refuge in his lair; he killed them all. He began to wonder what was happening in the outside world. Some time later (he had lost track of time) bandits attempted to use the ruin as a hideout; again, he killed them all. But now his curiosity was too much to hide any longer. Creating a disguise from his victims' clothing and armor, he ventured into the outside world, making his way to Rihad. What he found was disheartening and worrisome. An order of Nine-worshiping knights had taken southern Hammerfell; worse, he learned that a new Yokudan Empire sought to unite Hammerfell. After some thought, he decided to pass himself off as a mercenary working for the knights; he wanted to test his powers out, and the Yokudans certainly wouldn't hire a magic user. In addition, it would be fighting for the freedom to use magic; certainly a worthy cause. So long as they didn't find out about his condition.

Physical description: Like all Altmer, he's tall and slender. His body is embalmed and protected by linen wrappings, which are hidden under his robes and armor. His robes and armor hide his undead state, but his race is given away by his stature. He floats from place to place, rarely touching the ground, an indicator that he is not to be trifled with. Close up, he smells faintly of alcohol, although few would find that suspicious.

Armor: He wears a black robe and hood. Underneath the robe lies tarnished Ayleid plating attached to leather armor. Underneath his hood lies a deteriorated Ayleid helmet, with one of the chevrons/horns broken off. His face is covered in a think black cloth; he can see through it fine, but it hides his face and dimly glowing eyes.

Weapon: He carries no weapon, and when he needs one, he conjures a Bound Longsword.

Personality: He's a loner, having spent almost two centuries in hiding. His isolation has dulled his people skills, although he still speaks Cyrodiilic fluently. He has a strong desire to become as powerful as possible, although he does not need to lord it over everyone; being powerful enough to hold on to what he has is what matters. He doesn't say much about himself, knowing that the less others know about him, the better. Even so, ever since he ventured out of his lair, he's become very curious as to what has been happening since he crossed over into undeath, and he enjoys walking among the living after all these years.

Skills: As a battlemage, he specialized in mysticism. Since becoming a lich, he has mastered the skill. He is especially fond of using telekinesis to slay his foes. He is also honed in the schools of Alteration and Destruction, although he only has a few spells from each of those schools. In addition, he can summon a Bound Longsword (literally the only Conjuration spell he has). He is also a decent swordsman, although most of the time foes don't get close enough for it to matter. Despite being a lich, he knows little of necromancy and abhors the idea of enslaving the dead.

Other: His undead form makes him very resilient to magic except against fire magic, which he is vulnerable to. Having been an Altmer in life, it's still a huge improvement. He also doesn't need to eat, drink or sleep. However, his body does not naturally heal and he must draw life force from others (usually animals) in order to recover from wounds.

You know, that walking Dwemer tower is a really tempting target for the gauntlet...

I have to wonder where Haroun got his claim to the entirety of Hammerfell. It's one thing that has been nagging me for a while. Does he simply wish to unite the Redguards because of a common ancestry? I'm not by any means trying to figure out any hidden plan you have Story, I was just wondering what exactly made Haroun think he was the one who should unite Hammerfell (if it was destined to be untied at all)

Yeah, I'm not going to post again in the delegation until everyone has had a chance to respond. Honestly, it is a little ridiculous that Stanet and Bomilkar could go at it for that long without a single other person intervening. Sorry about that. But it was getting badass.

I read it as them just being extremely quick to bark back at each other, but I do thank you. Thankfully you guys did not do fifty backflips and fight for ten minutes before Haroun had a chance to say calm down.