My main character Calacirya Aranwe, a Wood Elf female, has been with me for at least 6-7 years, since the first time I ever played Morrowind. That being so, her history was kind of a mystery even to me until I got more into lore (= I concocted it up after already playing her for quite some time). She was born in Valenwood a long, long time ago, but being an elf is still looking pretty good for all her old age. She's the daughter of a wealthy elven family, but was separated from them in an accident and sent to Vvardenfell. There, she became Hortator and Nerevarine, joined House Hlaalu, became Fighters Guild Grandmaster... as well as fell in love with an assassin of the Morag Tong, who pulled her into the assassin's guild along with him. She has an apparent talent for killing, so she became Grandmaster for the Morag Tong but was shortly after forced to leave Vvardenfell when her involvement with the Morag Tong was publicized by someone within the guild wishing to dispose of her. She came to Cyrodiil and was immediately swept up in the Oblivion crisis, being the very ambitious person she is - she has a lust for power and wealthiness, and really wanted to get it back after everything went wrong in Vvardenfell. She became Champion of Cyrodiil, ranked up in the Fighters Guild and took a little trip over to Shivering Isles, re-emerging as the Duchess of Mania and Sheogorath. Great, back on track with the wealthiness and power and fame! Until she recieved a letter from an old friend in Vvardenfell, telling her that the person who had originally betrayed her involvement in the Morag Tong was the man she had loved. Calacirya get mad easily and has a bit of a temper, so she went and joined the Dark Brotherhood just out of spite, knowing that the Morag Tong and Dark Brotherhood really don't get along very well. She's now the Listener and is plotting her revenge on the Morag Tong of Vvardenfell, who's Grandmaster is rumored to be none other then her old lover.

As a person, Calacirya's ambitious and really loves to live luxuriously. She can't stand being poor or weak, and even though she can be a steel-hard assassin at times she's a very loyal friend and has numerous soft spots. She loves to have pets and takes very good care of them - she's had numerous pets from the day I learned you could have them in Morrowind. She's spiteful and vicious when angered, and doesn't forgive or forget anything easily. She has questionable morals, but will always do things to make up for past wrongs she's committed. Calacirya's religious tendencies tip towards Daedra worship, and Sanguine and Azura are the two she actively worships. She's an excellent Marksman and prefers stealthy attacks to full-on charging into battle. In close combat she prefers a longsword. She always wears various light armor, and prefers Ebony as her main weapon type.

I don't have any pictures of her from the Morrowind ages, but these days she http://kauhumieli.net/troya/OB/calacirya4-1.jpg http://kauhumieli.net/troya/OB/calacirya6.jpg http://kauhumieli.net/troya/OB/calacirya.jpg.

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I can only concentrate on a few characters at a time, so the other character I'm currently playing aside from Calacirya is a fairly new one. Ezra is level 4 and likely to be one of my all-time favorites - she's a Mystic Elf female, who really isn't the nicest person ever. She was born in Cyrodiil to unknown parents, and raised by adopted parents in a settlement close to Cheydinhal. The settlement was overrun by goblins and her whole adopted family perished, while she was out visiting the city on some errands. She hates goblins for this reason and pretty much revels in killing them. She favors sneakiness and is a half-Mage-half-Archer type of warrior. She goes for Illusion, Mysticism and ranged Destruction spells, but prefers to at least start off her attacks with archery. She's a pretty skilled archer for her experience, but will hopefully grow and develop when we get to know each other better. She's not exactly religious and not on good terms with the Nine Divines, but she doesn't have any problems with helping out Daedra, though she doesn't particularly worship them. She's currently a member of the Dark Brotherhood, so Sithis and the Night Mother are close to her heart.

Ezra's moral center is quite questionable, and even though she looks cute she's not a very nice person. She has a weakness for good-looking men, but other than that will kill rather ruthlessly. She's still bitter over the loss of her family, and doesn't want to get attached to anyone for this reason. As it is, she's always lonely and would really like some company - this might drive her to get out in the more mainstream world at some point and do something for the good of Cyrodiil and not just for herself. As a person she's selfish, but people she cares about she'll go to any length to treat well.

And she http://kauhumieli.net/troya/OB/ezra4.jpg http://kauhumieli.net/troya/OB/ezra3.jpg http://kauhumieli.net/troya/OB/ezra1.jpg.

Name: Isabelle Courtessèu http://img560.imageshack.us/img560/5669/101114170937.png
Nickname(s): Often shortened to Bella as she refers to herself by this name. Occasionally she will be called Belle, though she doesn’t really like it herself and someday hopes others will refrain from using it.
Race: Breton.
Gender: Female
Age: 52 (Appears 17, as this is the age she died.)
Birthsign: The Lover

General Description: The epitome of beauty, pale skin, pure, and tender to touch, with pale scarlet lips contrasting against the back drop of her snowy flesh. Bella's tresses of silky black hair flow almost halfway down her back, radiating any light that would happen to reach its surface, it is clear that she takes pride in her hair, and it is sometimes decorated with a crimson ribbon tied neatly in a bow on the left side of her head. Her fringe when left to its own accord often falls down diagonally in front of her right eye, a nuisance to Bella who spends what seems a life-time flicking it from her vision.

Her deep-set crimson eyes, so dark, verging on a red-black are an endless void and seem on appearance to gaze into the very depths of every soul they meet. They are shaded ever more by a surrounding of shadow, thick with thinning lines from the inner corners, pointing sharp toward her nose. Her button nose is only short, yet simple, with an elegant shape and a round tip.

Her face is gaunt, not thin but her cheeks are concave and defined, going against the stereotypical Breton shape. Bella is not tall for a girl, nor is she short, she stands around 5’4’’, though does not look so as she is dainty and petite in build. Her body has no visible scars or tattoos of any sort, with little decorative features, except for the make-up around her eyes, and though it is not unusual that she attains scratches, cuts or bruises, this is no more than the average person.

Skills: Though Bella is far from assertive, she has a way with people that can assure often what she wants from situations; persuasion is her forte, through a manner of speech, though she lacks the confidence to use it in any other custom than business. Despite her elegance in both movement and posture, it is natural of Bella to attain a sneaky persona, though she is not an expert at covert business, her innocence often sways her away from danger. Though she was never brought up to fight, she has learnt to use a bow and arrow to a satisfactory standard, her favourite and most well mastered weapon however is the crossbow, which is shown as it is her primary and really, only weapon. Though, once again she was never properly taught, Bella often as a young girl would experiment with alchemy making potions and occasionally poisons. Over the years this talent has matured and she is now rather handy when it comes to mixing and brewing up whatever the situation or task requires, and can make most things from life-saving potions to death harbouring poisons; given the right ingredients.

Apparel Most Worn: A simple dress at first sight, a mixture of black and red material, crimson in shade. The dress is long, and trails the floor, it is dusty and reeks of age, but Bella can ignore the smell, for it is her favourite dress. The corset style top half is laced with a crisscross pattern of strings across the torso. The centre and main body of the dress is crimson, with the sleeves and sides of the dress being black. The sleeves are delicate and hang neatly on the shoulders revealing her collar bone, with a square neck shape. Half way down the sleeves, which finish around the mid forearm, is a stitched piece of lace that hangs down over each elbow.
The skirt is flowing with the central crimson piece ruffled at the base, the black sides fall into a few layers, one being the same lace that appears on the sleeves. Bella lacks in accessories, with only a simple, black leather, buckled belt collar around her neck. She wears, underneath and mainly hidden by the trailing dress, knee length boots, leather, with buckles and straps up the leg.

Other Apparel Worn: When going out with combat or stealth in mind (the only real time she will take the dress off), Bella adorns a much lighter, free moving outfit. Her top half consists of a leather corset, festooned with buckles and belts, black mainly in colour, though with some crimson coloured etchings on the shoulders that run down the sleeves. On her lower half she wears rather tight, leather pants (trousers), plain black and simple in design, the belt she holds them with is very different, detailed and designed with patterns and etchings. Her boots, similar to the ones she wears underneath her usual dress are long, reaching high up her shins; her trousers are tucked into the boots. They too are leather, and are much lighter than the normal ones she wears; they too are rid of the buckles and straps the shroud the other pair.

Weapons: A simple crossbow, with steel limbs and a maple crafted stock, she keeps it in a small quiver strapped over her back, to add to this on the side of the main quiver is a smaller pocket storing the small iron tipped bolts that the crossbow fires. For close range combat – if ever, Bella carries with her a small knife, it resembles only a kitchen knife in size, though the hilt of the small blade is intricate embossed with a scarlet patterned ribbon tied neatly around it.

Inventory: Bella wears a belt when on certain tasks, for this she wears an almost utility like belt, attached is her knife, as described in with her weapons, as well as a few lock-picks and coins depending on what she’s up to. Also, she may often carry, in pockets allocated on the belt, ingredients for potions, or sometimes potions themselves.

Miscellaneous: Bella has, as most can tell, a desire for neatness (OCD, if you will), especially when it comes to her own appearance, and that of the things around her.

Personality: Bella would be best described as timid or even shy, though it can be said that she has a fiery side when it comes to business. Bella lacks confidence within herself, though often fools others with her outgoing attitude towards work. She is not so much afraid of leadership, and will take reigns when needed of her, though she prefers to shy away from authoritative positions or at best to work alone. Saying that though she is more than happy to take command from ranked others and will try to complete any task set to the best of her ability. Most would consider Bella a kind-hearted girl, perhaps too kind for a vampire, a trustworthy friend, a dependable companion and a hard working employee.

Bio: Born and raised in the Waterfront in the Imperial City, her parents had been scavengers of the land; they lived on bread and water, with the little income her father earned on the passing and stopping ships. He was a ship maker by trade, though little trade ever really reached him. He was paid poorly by rich men for fixing their ships, that was, when a job arose. Bella had always loved her Father for his efforts and while her Mother stayed at home, she had been almost forced into a childhood of crime and thievery in order to support her family. She grew up well, taking a more active role in family income when at the age of just 13; she became a ‘merchant’; her business included stealing from the docked merchants and selling the goods on to the Market District proprietors. It had been her own idea that one night; to sneak onto the moored ship, a silk trader. However on this one occasion she was to fail and seal her fate, for eternity.