interactive roleplay : The Elder Scrolls Series Discussion

» Sat Feb 19, 2011 12:07 pm

you should know how this goes, i type out a story about a character, and you guide him along bye telling him what to do. The story will be in bold, and criticism is quite welcome. now lets try n have us some fun

character sheet

Name: Jiub
Race: Dark Elf
Class: Nightblade
Sarting Equipment:
-Leather Cuirass, Gauntlets, Greaves, Boots
-Steel Longsword
-3 loafs of bread
-1 health potion
-1 magicka potion
-Elven Dagger
Starting Spells:
-Paralyze for 3 second spell
-Basic fireball spell
-Basic shield spell
Status: Healthy and Sane

Once aopn a time the self employed nightblade jiub was adventuring in the northern mountains of cyrodiil, look for some sort of dungeon to plunder. He eventually came apon a cave nested in the uper lofts of gnoll mountain, and decied to enter, unaware of the danger inside. Jiub descended deep into the cave, eventually coming to a fork in the tunnel's path. the path to the left seemed to descend deeper into the dark mountain, and the path on the right looked like the broken remains of an entrance to an old imperial fort.

» Sat Feb 19, 2011 10:01 am

turn around and hut some deer.

» Sat Feb 19, 2011 10:22 am

turn around and hut some deer.

Jiub had a strange sense of anxiety come over him as he stood there debating on which path to take. He slowly turned on his heels and exited the cave. Relief washed over him as the frigid air and sun washed over him, and he quickly developed an odd desire to go hunting for deer. So he unsheathed his blade and began running wildly around the mountainside, searching for something to tear apart with his blade. He quickly spotted his prey, a large buck in the foothills of the mountain, standing only a few dozen yards away. He dashed madly at the creature, a man possessed. He closed the gap quickly, and was almost at his quarry's throat when a massive black feathered creature collided with his body, sending him to the ground. "OOF!!!" shouted jiub as pain exploded through his body. He jumped up quickly despite the pain, looking for his assailant, and easily spotted a massive crow perched in the nearby tree. "KAW KAW KAAAWWWWW!!!" it screeched. And his deer was no where to be found. fiddle sticks!

» Sat Feb 19, 2011 10:33 am

He should become a farmer.

» Fri Feb 18, 2011 11:38 pm

Or a miner...

» Sat Feb 19, 2011 8:21 am

or he should dig a mine and then farm in it.

» Sat Feb 19, 2011 9:06 am

or he should dig a mine and then farm in it.

thats a great idea

Name: Jiub
Race: Dark Elf
Class: Nightblade
Sarting Equipment:
-Leather Cuirass, Gauntlets, Greaves, Boots
-Steel Longsword
-3 loafs of bread
-1 health potion
-1 magicka potion
-Elven Dagger
Starting Spells:
-Paralyze for 3 second spell
-Basic fireball spell
-Basic shield spell
Status: Healthy (with a few bruises) and beginning to lose some sense of reality

Jiub stared quizzically at the odd bird, which was now scratching his under-wing area with its beak. It must not be that much of a threat he decided, and began to
collect himself so he could travel back into town. He didn't feel like hunting of adventuring anymore, and decided a nights rest would serve him quite well. After a
few hours of sleep in the nearby towns inn, he awoke with a powerful urge to buy a pick and venture off into a cave to try and find some valuables. He couldn't even
begin to explain the complexity of his urge, but he really didn't care, he just wanted to be a jolly mountain miner.

-----

The next day Jiub had hired a mining team of 3 nords, a redgaurd, and 2 orcs, along with purchasing a great deal of supplies, such as shovels, picks, food, and random
camping supplies for his most recent career change.They headed west, into the Valus mountain range to begin their expidition. 2 months into the expidition, they had a
very decent size mine on their hands, and they had actually found some good veins of silver and gold through a stroke of luck. The crew however was becoming a bit
uneasy about Jiub's new idea of trying to plant corn in the mine. Jiub awoke one day to the 6 miners who had staged a rather cleaver intervention for him. "Rise up!" they told him, but he didnt particularly feel like rising up, he felt like farming for some corn...

» Fri Feb 18, 2011 11:15 pm

He should rise up.

» Sat Feb 19, 2011 1:14 am

he should rise up, kill the miners, use their bodies as fertilizer in the farm-mine, and plant some whatever Flin is made from.

» Sat Feb 19, 2011 12:25 pm

He should tell them that they'll get a bonus if they farm corn in the mine.

» Sat Feb 19, 2011 5:13 am

Start a fight with the Miners, causing a riot, and then walk away.

» Sat Feb 19, 2011 10:21 am

"now guys, lets just settle down, i made cookies!" replied jiub to the angry miners. "Sir, youve gone completely insane. you cant plant corn underground. Your wasting our time and our money!" argued the ringleader of the miner mob. Jiub became concerned that he would have to kill the miners to achieve his corn objective, for the were very good workmen. Jiub ended up offering the miners a raise, which was quickly [censored] down due to the lack of money. Shortly afterwards, the miners decided they would try to tie him up, and declare him a lunatic and hand him off to the local guard. That didnt end to well, for jiub was a skilled nightblade, and slew everyone of the miners in a brutal fashion. "well guys, looks like ima use your bodies as fertilizer!" he said as he lugged the bodies into the main "farming area" of his mine. After incinerating the bodies and spreading the ash about the rocky little field, he layed down in the corner of the mine to rest. Jiub woke several hours later as the floor began rumbling in a rather violent fashion. He attempted to make his way out of the cavern, but the floor gave out beneath him, sending him into a maelstrom of rock and and debris. Once the dust settled, he slowly stood, despite the pain flowing throughout his aching body, and surveyed the area. It seemed as though the floored had collapsed into some ancient dwemer ruin with hallways stretching out in four different directions from his current location, and there was no way for jiub to reach the sanctity of his mine above. oh no!

» Sat Feb 19, 2011 12:13 am

Jiub should Cast Fireball on the doors of the Dwemer ruin, and cover his leather armor with the melted metal, making lightweight Dwemer Armor.

He should then go to the right.

» Sat Feb 19, 2011 5:32 am

this is utterly ridiculous and i love it

» Fri Feb 18, 2011 10:44 pm

Jiub should shave.

» Sat Feb 19, 2011 10:30 am

Equipment:
-Leather Cuirass, Gauntlets, Greaves, Boots
-Steel Longsword
-3 loafs of bread
-1 health potion
-1 magicka potion
-Elven Dagger
-Mining pick
Starting Spells:
-Paralyze for 3 second spell
-Basic fireball spell
-Basic shield spell
Status: Hurt, and slipping down the drain of insanity

Jiub moved gingerly about to regain his composure. He needed to get on the move, and he also needed to shave. Taking the elven dagger out of his pack he carefully nicked off the hair that was sprouting on his chin and neck area. after he was finished, he smelted down some dwemer scrap metal that was laying about and formed a primitive briastplate and pair of greaves. The armor was heavy and brittle, but it would help him survive the dangers that lay in the depths of this hell hole. He then set off down the corridor that was to his right. After sneaking down the hallway for a few minutes, he emerged into a chamber marred by a massive pit of boiling lava in its center. There were several bookshelves and cupboards in the room, and a man sleeping in a bed over yonder on the opposite side of the room.

» Fri Feb 18, 2011 8:35 pm

Jiub should Paralyze the man, pick him up, and throw him into the lava. He should then examine the bookshelf.

» Sat Feb 19, 2011 4:23 am

Equipment:
-Leather Cuirass, Gauntlets, Greaves, Boots
-Makeshift dwemer briastplate and Greaves
-Steel Longsword
-3 loafs of bread
-1 health potion
-1 magicka potion
-Elven Dagger
-Mining pick
Starting Spells:
-Paralyze for 3 second spell
-Basic fireball spell
-Basic shield spell
Status: Hurt, and slipping down the drain of insanity

Jiub searched the room intently for a few moments and procured from a cabinet a dwemer tube. He then proceeded to repeatedly poke the sleeping man, who turned out to be an argonian. He awoke with a jerk and a produced a groan from his lizardy mouth before everything came about. Jiub immediately paralyzed him, leaving a look of shock and confusion in his eyes. The dumner then grabbed the lizard man and forcefully dragged his stiff body and rolled him into the pit of lava. The argonain regained control of his body by the time he hit the molten rock, and began to scream in anguish. Jiub laughed for a while at the stupid lizard, and then began to examine his surroundings in further detail. The 1st thing he saw was the journal of the lizard man. He picked it up for inspection. It turned out that the argonian was a mage/scholar who was examining the ruins deep in the mountains in-between cyrodill and morrowind. The argonain seemed to have found evidence in his studies that a great treasure was hidden somewhere in the ruins. Jiub then continued his search. He found a dwemer long-sword mounted on the wall, and all of the books on the book shelves seemed to concern alchemy and history of the mythic era. He search also reviled a hallway that lead deeper into the ruins of the left.

» Sat Feb 19, 2011 6:18 am

Jiub should set the bookcase and journal on fire, thus preventing anyone else from utilizing its secrets, and then run down the secret hallway, flailing his swords wildly in case a monster is hiding in it.

» Fri Feb 18, 2011 11:43 pm

Make sure the Dwemer Longsword isnt a Replica, before you do anything else.

» Sat Feb 19, 2011 7:02 am

Jiub should try to cast paralyze on the lava and see what happens.

» Sat Feb 19, 2011 8:58 am

OOC: you guys are cruel!

Oke, check if the sword isnt a replica.
move into the hallway while throwing burning books in the hallway for a path of light.

» Sat Feb 19, 2011 11:16 am

Jiub should notice that his leg is broken from the fall and amputate it to prevent further injury.

» Sat Feb 19, 2011 11:20 am

Jiub inspected the sword, it was a fine blade, sharper than his own. He sheathed it and discarded his steel sword into the pit of lava. He then continued to inspect the books. The information here was priceless, and he believed that no one should ever be able o use it against him. Conjuring a ball of flame in his hand, he immolated each and every one of the book shelves. No one could appose him now! Gripping his new blade, he dashed maddly down the hall, swinging in all directions as if to fend off the evil demons that lurked in the hall. However, his mascaraed was quickly ended when he tripped over dead guy who looked like this: :cryvaultboy:

» Fri Feb 18, 2011 10:12 pm

Is he dead?