» Wed Oct 23, 2013 7:34 pm Welcome to A Suspect Father, an adventure RP with a heavy focus on character interaction and development.
I am only looking for four other Rpers! Sorry to keep the number so short but it's just easy to manage.
~The Start~
In the years leading to the war, before the dragons burnt the skies above Skyrim, there was a peace. A fragile peace, some would say, but a peace nonetheless. For Traynu Asog, this peace ended abruptly, one cold, icy night.
At first, there was the sounds of household objects being broken. The locals though little of it, for the southerners were nothing if not easy on the wine. However, the shattering of windows and the splintering of pots caused some to stir, a clash of steel and the local guard were called. In the distance some heard the sound of wolves, but few paid attention for the guards had now drawn their weapons and were ordering each other around.
Carefully, they stepped up to the house, a soft, warmth came over them as they began to get closer. The heat became a blaze and soon the straw roof was a torrent of flame. There was no time left to react, the guards charged. Their heavy boots collided with the sturdy door, it gave way.
A week later and still no one knows what truly happened that night, all they know was Sarah Asog, the youngest of two children within the Asog family disappeared. The guards will tell you that they saw Traynu alone on the floor, clutching a torn piece of yellow tunic. His back was bent and his sword bloodied by his side.They will tell you of how he was sobbing, of how the house appeared to have been turned upside down and thrown left and right.
The only man to know what truly happened that night was Traynu, Sarah's father, yet his mind is oddly foggy. The guards keep a close eye on a man with an unpredictable reputation, a man few could believe would be capable of killing a girl but even fewer truly know the southerner.
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It is the day of the funeral and all of Riverwood is out. Each of them dressed in black as they cover the burial site in bouquets of flowers too colourful to describe. Traynu stands beside his wife, Olga while his son, Firendal, garbed in his Imperial Guard uniform salutes the diggers.
Within his hand he holds a note, a note he has sent out to each of his city contacts, the people he really didn't want to know but had to. They have promised him to send the notes onto clients, men and women who might be down on their luck and looking for a poorly paid job. He opens it up, the paper is crumbled and worn from use.
Dear Reader,
My name is Traynu Asog and I am contacting you for I am being wrongly investigated for the disappearance of my daughter. I need a team with which will travel with me and find her. You shall be paid 500 denars upon participation and a further 1500 denars upon completion. I am looking for a team of four who are willing to face dangers I cannot describe.
If this sounds like a job worth doing, meet me within Riverwood Tavern on Sundas, the 8th of Suns Dawn.
Good Luck,
Traynu
OOC:
This is a small adventure RP which follows Traynu's journey to find his daughter and clear his name. After her capture he has enlisted the help of four others to accompany him. He is not paying well and thus he understands that he will not be getting the best of the best but the mavericks, the rouges or those that never really had the courage but always had a willing pair of hands.
Character Sheets:
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Major Skills: Note: I am looking for people who aren't experts at their craft. This is not a high ranked job, think rookie or old and desperate.
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Rules:
Usual rules apply, no character controlling unless otherwise agreed upon. No being mean to each other and respect the forum rating.
