"Welcome all! to cyrodils first insane asylum located in the wonderful town of Kvatch!". "Now I'm sure you all will enjoy your selves and our staff during your stay here". the white haired Dunmer could only giggle as she said this with an uplifting pleasant voice. The crowd of people could only stand there and stare at the mythic dragons riding unicorns way to small for there own good,and while the flying kittens was a bit unsettling the crowd seemed strangely comforted by the shipment of cheese passing by.
"Now for the tour of your new home and location of salvation!". the white haired elf giggled again at the fact that she was rhyming, failing to noticed that her words fell upon absent minded ears. "Excuse me mam?. but when do we get to feed that pretty dress your wearing? i couldn't help but notice it looks awfully hungry." A rather small and dirty looking bosmer said in great anticipation to the answer. the white haired elf gave a nod to one of the many guards posted around the medium sized crowd. He in response took the but of his over sized spear and thwacked the bosmer in the stomach.
"ENJOY YOUR STAY AT ILSUTRAN ASYLUM!!!"
as you can see this is based in a insane asylum so generally have an insane character. sane chars are cool. but make it work. I'm very open with rping but no char mind control, or killing of chars with out players permission. OH and pm chars to me and my lie..generally me.
Name:Dunken Ilsutran
Nicknames:god, mccheese, pain, WHY!!!?
Gender:male....ish
Race:dunmer
Age:???
Birthdate:blah
Birthplace:some where in morrowind
Class:spell sword
Class Focus:combat/magic
Major Skills:destruction, alteration, blade, block, restoration, heavy armor, Illusion
Birthsign:the mage
Eyes:blood red
Hair:snow white
Skin/Fur Color:blue black
Height:5'11"
Weight:177 kuricks
Build:athletic slim
General Clothing Description:same as armor
Tattoo/Scars/Piercings:lots of scar. one mini mud crab nipble ring
Clothing & Armor:steel cuirass, dwarven greaves, dwarven boots, and leather gauntlets .
Inventory:stone mug, spoon, 3 pounds of cheese, and a stuffed kitten
Weapons:amber long swords "Dunkens wrath"
History:unknown
Personality:Although homicidally insane, Dunken is, in essence and theory, good at heart. Remnants of his shattered persona still remain intact and he hates to see people taken advantage of or tortured, shows great chivalry towards women, tries to help those in need and usually fights for the 'good' side of a battle. Despite his efforts though, he is invariably insane and often acts violently and/or criminally without thought or regard for the consequences.
When dealing with people verbally, Dunken's voice raises and lowers in pitch in semi-accordance to what he is saying and often expresses opinion and gives advice in what can best be described as an epic, proclamatory manner; his voice deepens and he announces whatever he has to say in a booming voice, often with some accompanying heroic gesture. Vocabulary-wise, Dunken speaks in simple, often surrealistic terms punctuated with intellectual words or phrases at total random. When addressing people he doesn't know the names of, he almost always calls them 'mortal.' His voice, physical mannerisms and facial expression all convey a feeling of deeply rooted mania, but as dangerous as he is he can prove a loyal and powerful ally if one can win him over.
In combat, Dunken is just as erratic as he is in all other parts of his existence and often uses a combination of Paralysis and elemental magicks in tandem with the sword on his back.
Misc Skills [non-combat]:
-river dancing, and is a fabulous cook.