Rats in a Cage
"You are all but rats in a cage, bending to another man's will. Break free from the cage, and he will bend to your will."
Backstory
Imperial City, Talos Plaza District. 21st of First Seed
Gathering a pile of letters from the table, an old Imperial by the name Brutus Magius, placed them into the awaiting arms of a well dressed butler. He gracefully shifted them all into one neat stack and held them carefully, while waiting for his master's next orders. "Send them first thing tomorrow! Actually no, send them tonight. They ought to reach the recipients just in time! Now rid yourself of my sights," Brutus ordered. He crossed the room slowly and placed himself in a plush maroon chair. Brutus sat in the chair going over his plans for the ball on Middas, until he turned in for the night in his cushioned chair.

* * *

Varus Mero, the butler, walked through the Imperial City annoyed at his master. At 10:00 at night, he would have to go the Imperial Postal Service Office and pay the Legionnaire not good enough for a field job to send some frivolous invitations to his ball on Middas. But that was his job he supposed. He got paid to perform simple menial tasks for his rich, pompous employer. Varus was content with his salary though and did what he was told.

That night, 8 invitations were sent out to various citizens of the empire. It was up to them to decide whether they would journey to the Imperial City for a wonderful, extravagant ball with no reason for an invitation.

More Information
You will receive an invitation to a ball in the Talos District of the Imperial City. When you go you will be poisoned at the dinner, and you will wake up in a one room stone building. You will be faced with a decision that needs to be decided upon in 3 hours. I will elaborate on the situation by your demand or in the in-game thread.

This will be a quick RP and will only last 3-6 days.
For characters I need at least 2 ex/or not ex criminals/evil people, at least 2 good guys, and any others.
When we have a total of 6 RPer's we can begin the RP.
This will be a mostly non-fighting RP, consisting of arguments and discussion (possibly ending in a fight).

Rules
1. No ubering, character control, or all knowing characters. Especially all knowing characters.
2. Try to keep OOC to a minimum and try to make your posts easy to read.
3. Anything I say goes.
4. Romance and cursing are allowed, but you probably won't have time for the former.
5. PM your character sheets to me for approval and then post it here once approved.


Character Sheet Format:
Name:
Race:
Gender:
Age:

General Appearance: (eyes, height, weight, hair, etc)

Skills: (optional)

Weapons: (You're going to a ball/dinner, you won't need any. If you character really needs one, I may make an exception)

Apparel: (you're going to a ball/dinner, you don't need armor)

Misc. Items:

Background:

Misc. facts:

Name: Fanier
Race: Wood Elf/High Elf mix
Gender: Male
Age: 65 (appears 28)

General Appearance: Fanier is roughly 6' 1", and weighs about 150 pounds, with a good amount of muscle mass. He has brown eyes, and brown hair that is often tied in a ponytail. He's not like a normal wood elf, as he's taller, has a deeper, scruffy voice, and has a kind of 'seasoned' look to him.

Skills: Fanier is an expert at close quarters combat. (Hand-to-hand, short blade, etc.) and is also fair with a bow. He can cast basic restoration and fire spells when necessary.

Weapons: None really, unless you count his hands. They can incapacitate someone pretty easily.

Apparel: He wears a simple shirt and pants, but also has a nice burgundy coat. He always wears his late wife's amulet.

Misc. Items: None

Background: Son of a nobleman in Summerset Isle, left his family as he grew tired of the noble life. Traveled across Tamriel, and met a beautiful wood elf name Lathora in Cyrodiil. They traveled together, and were married in the Temple of the One. A year later, during a visit to Morrowind, Lathora came infected with Corprus, and eventually became a full fledged Corprus beast. Fanier, devastated, took her amulet and left Morrowind. He became a privateer for well-paying customers, sometimes easy jobs like pest-extermination (rats), sometimes doing the dirty work for skooma dealers. Although he sometimes murdered, he never did so unless his employers told him what they did to deserve such a fate. Fanier never told anyone of his wife.

Misc. facts: He's got a big scar across his chest from an Argonian he fought with a while back.

EDIT: forgot to mention: He's not quite an alcoholic, but he drinks a lot of scotch. In fact, he usually carries a canteen of scotch.

Name: Fenand
Race: Breton
Gender: Male
Age: 32

General Appearance: He has brown eyes. He is an average size Breton. He has brown, clean cut hair.

Skills: Restoration, Lock-Pick, Alchemy

Weapons: (You're going to a ball/dinner, you won't need any. If you character really needs one, I may make an exception)

Apparel: He gray-linen pants and a huntsman's vest.

Misc. Items: A weak health potion, some snap-root, a potion of restore fatigue and drain mana.

Background: Fenand searches through the woods around Weye for herbs, after several hours of this in the morning he returns to his small house in the Imperial city where he has his Alchemical apparatus set-up. He then makes potions, some common, others uniquely combining attributes. He then sells them to shops in the city, wherever he can sell them. He never gets a very good price.

Misc. facts: He is an alcoholic.

Nice to see you AGAIN Fanier, lol jk

Yeah, I know, I use him too much. I need to make some new characters. But for now, I'll use him, and he'll always be my favorite.

Three more people and we can start.

Will you have a character, or just play Brutus Magius?

I don't think I will have a character because I know how certain decisions will end up. I will just be Brutus Magius and will make posts every hour (which will equate to 1 day or 2 depending on how many posts there are).
If I really need to, I will but I hope I won't.

Name: Guruz Gro-Murak
Race: Orc
Gender: Male
Age: 43

General Appearance: To summarize his looks: crude. He is built like the warrior he is, big and tall. He wears his hair in the traditional flipknot, body has many orcish tattoos, and a scarred body from many years on battlefield.

Skills: Pure Warrior, also handy with marksman (crossbow) and alchemy

Weapons: Any he has are taken when he is drugged

Apparel: Black slacks, leather shoes, a shirt with suspenders.
Misc. Items: Nothing but the clothes on his back

Background: Grew up in Dragontail Mountain, learned to blacksmith from his father, fight from being an Orc, and some stuff about herbs from his mother the medicine woman. Once he left the mountains he started in the Arena but decided to leave and he spent his life doing mercenary work, he dropped that when he started his family. He had to take up a blacksmithing job to feed his now large family of a wife and eight kids. He misses his life of action as a mercenary, so he still practices combat, and teaches his children. He was skeptical of the invitation but, decided he could use a night of solo fun.

Misc. facts: drinker and short tempered

Name:Set-Ra
Race:Argonian
Gender:Male
Age:28

General Appearance: 6'1 and around 210 lbs Set-Ra is heavily muscular, with red eyes and long spines protruding from his head., his scales are black,red,and a dark green

Skills:Blade, Light armor, Destruction, Speechcraft, Alteration

Weapons:An elaborate Silver shortsword (To impress the high society people)

Apparel:A dark blue fur rimmed velvet coat, A dark blue silk shirt, blue silk pants with gold trim, black knee high boots

Misc. Items:an oak pipe, small oak statuet

Background:An ex Freelance Spellsword Set-Ra made his fame in Vvardenfell, after the Nevernaine defeated Dagoth Ur Set-Ra moved to Cyrodiil to start a new life as a minor Noble

Misc. facts:Set-Ra owns a small bit of land, and is currently using it as a plantation,but plans on turning it into a settlement

I hate to be desperate, but I only need two more people to join. Does no one else want to join?

Come on, people, really? He's not even asking for a big committment, as he said before it should only last 3-6 days.

I'm for starting now

We got one more person, so if I don't get another person within 2 days we will start.

Character Sheet Format:
Name: Jack Halst
Race: Imperial
Gender: Male
Age: 32


General Appearance: Jack is a very muscular and tall man, most people fear him. He has short brown hair and brown eyes.

Skills: Unarmed, blade, blunt

Weapons: A small dagger, mostly for protection

Apparel: A small borwn shirt, with a decent pair of pants and leather shoes/boots

Misc. Items: A small vial of skooma, and mead.

Background: Jack made his living for years and years as a highwayman after his parents and family died. He killed many innocents during his job and robbed humble workers. After rumors of him starting reaching the guilds and law, he decided to stop. Not only to escape justice but to try and forget about what he had done for almost a decade. He now works as a smith in Skingrad when he was called to this mysterious ball. He has became a heavy drinker and skooma addict over the years in an effort to forget about his dark deeds.

Misc. facts: Heavy drinker and skooma addict?

Okay. We are ready to start. There is no need to repost your character sheets (I will do so). I will get this topic locked and another started soon.

seems like we have alot of drinkers

I hope he has enough alcohol for dinner.

Name: Took-the-Coat
Race: Argonian
Gender: Male
Age: 37

General Appearance: Red skin, with a glow of dark green shading under eyes.

Skills: No Skills but his natural ability to poison resistance and immunity to disease

Weapons: Just his fists
Apparel: A Bright Red robe with red silk clothing underneath

Misc. Items: A Flask of dry ale, pouch of gold, a small container carrying his silver ware forks, spoons and knives. An Invitation to the party.

Background: He has a rich family, unlike most Argonians that are poor, he lives in Leyawin, picked off the street by the Count and served them for dinner, he learned how to be a gentlemen and how to dance like one, using a broom to learn how to dance, once he and his family made enough money the invested in a store in Cheydinhal, once the store made enough money him and his family bought a House and turned it into an Inn and Tavern, they sleep in the Basemant.

After a few years he decided to build an Estate out by Cheydinhal, he hired workers, instead of using animals to harvest and gather ingredients for his mother.

Misc. facts: A cloth with silver ware is his own things he brings from home, he doesn't like using others forks, spoons, and knives, his flask of dry ale is for when he feels to be the party drunk when he feels lonely, A simple invitation to the ball, with location of city and address.

heres mine, sorry im late!

and thats funny, alcohol for dinner HAH!

Closed per OP request