» Fri May 27, 2011 11:36 am I am currently making this character. Building a character takes time, and I move around a lot, so this is the most practical way for me to do this. Also, I'd prefer not to see mods crawling all over my threads, correcting this and that, as it appears to be the case in many threads on this board. In my oppinion, it LOOKS LIKE (not saying it is) some desperate and lonely person with low selfesteems way of trying to better him/herself infront of others. I can't stand that, and I'm not interested. So please...
Concept:
A cranky stubborn man who takes no interest in anything but his one mission.
Interested in (no, this is not a dating profile! Get away you cyberbunnies! Off with ya! That's what the WW unmods are for..):
I'd like Cedric to get involved with plots concerning major magical mysteries or factors. He would hardly take any interest in anything that has to do with common people, nobility, glorious quests or war. Anything concerning necromancy would also be very welcome.
Sheet -
Name:
Cedric of Shenville, the surname is no longer used. The village does not even exist anymore.
Sometimes he just goes by Shen.
Race:
half-Aldmer/half Breton.
Age:
233 standart human years old
Appearant age:
That depends on a lot of things. See appearence.
Birthsign:
The Golem (I'll correct it once I remember the TES name for golem)
Class:
Mage - Former Nightblade.
Skills:
Very good with magic, and he has learned how to fight with a sword, using the limited acrobatic skills he has. He is fairly decend when it comes to athletics. He has forgotten most of his former talents.
General Appearance:
Cedric is an athletic build man of avarage height with tan skin and semi-long silver hair. His eyes are white orbs, as they have lost their colour, and he appears blind. His face suggests that he isn't a dayover 30, but somehow his true age and life experience just radiates from his body. Even though he walks upstreight and acts like a proud nobleman who owns the world, depression can easily be seen in his eyes. His voice is very sharp and strict and indulges respect. Like an old man, he mutters and complains about every step he seems to take, eventhough he is not in any pain.
Note about belongings:
Having been a mage for so many years, has enabled him to enchance most of his equipment with magical abilities. While most of it, would seem like ancient trash or relics, his equipment is actually worth a fortune.
Clothing/Armour:
He usually wears his tattered old black robes, that on closer inspection, looks like they were once the clothes of a noble mage. He wears riding boots, with folded bootshaftsreaching just below his knee. The boots can be unfolded and when the bootshafts reach their full length, they almost function as hoses. He always wear a pair of worn, but fine looking black leather gloves for riding (all of his clothes are imbued with magical protection).
Cedric owns a very old mages armour (very protective when it comes to physical damage) that hardly restricts his movement at all. It has been blackened so it will not reflect light. It is old though, and has been repaired many times.
Weapons:
He owns an ancient silver-longsword (Drains life-force and turns it into magicka), though as he grew in magical power, he more and more often decided to leave it hanging on the horse. He only carries a small silver dagger (sould trap) on his person, unless he wan'ts to make an impression.
BIO:
Cedric was the result of an affair between a breton nobleman who was the count in a small village, and his altmer maid. While a bastard, Cedric was the Count Shenville's only son, and he decided to marry the altmer, and go on a long journey to his homeland where he raised Cedric from birth to the age of 3. Cedric was quick to develope a personality and interests that would alst throughout his entire life. While fencing and horseback riding was fun, magic was by far the most interesting thing he had ever laid eyes upon.
When they returned, everyone ofcourse, was led to believe that Cedric was born on the journey and was not a bastard, and therefore he was raised as a nobles child, and was allowed to study magic, which he appeared to have a strong grasp of. When Cedric was 13 years old, well on his way of becomming a mage, and soon to become a squire, one of his fathers rivals found out that Cedric was a bastard, and exposed him. Now, no one would take Cedric as their squire, and his father couldn't let him take over his high-seat. Count Shenville was furious and waged war on the rival nobleman, and lost. Shenville was burned to the ground, the small castle was destroyed and Count Shenville was murdered.
Cedric wen't into hiding in the ruins under the castle, and survived for a week on his own, then he was found by a Nightblade who was looking for a place to camp. He took him under his wing, and taught him everything he knew over the next 7 years.
Together, they raided caverns and old forts of bandits and monsters, and lived off the bounties and the money they could get from looting. Cedric enjoyed living like this. Always another battle, always a new spell to learn, allways more gold to earn, but unfortunately for him, this was not how his life was supposed to be lived. His mentor was killed by a trap in one of the dungeons. After dealing with the scum in the cave in the most painfull way he could think off, Cedric looted his mentors mage armour, his silver dagger, his spell book and his other valuables. The as he left, he sealed the cave off permanently.
With a little more money on his hands that he usually had after a mission like that, and nowhere to go, he decided to deal with his past, and spend many months hunting every last member of his fathers murderers family down, and tortured them to death, one by one, untill only the man himself, his wife and their oldes son was left alive. Then he killed the wife in a most humiliating way. The son then turned on him, trying to kill Cedric. The then killed the son in an even more humilating way, and watched his actual enemy cry in desperation and beg to the gods. He took his head and left it on a pole as he stuck fire to the mansion and left the that village forever, now with his fathers silver longsword by his side, which he had found in the Count's possession.
Satisfied with his vengence, Cedric wen't to sleep in a nearby inn. That was when he recieved the vision. A man appeared in his dreams and spoke to him.
"Cedric, the gods have decided on how to judge you for your crimes! You will not be allowed the final rest, and shall be left to wander Tamriel alone without any purpsoe of life for all eternity!". And so it would be. Cedric constantly tried to devote his life to something, and actually mannaged to get a family, but they ended up fleeing from him when they found out that he didn't age. He then devoted his life to fencing, but quickly found out that there would always be someone out there who, for natural reasons, would be better than him. That was when he re-realized his own strong magical potential and withdrew from the rest of Tamriel to live alone in an abandoned fort, the fort that was his fathers, and study.
100 years later, Cedric was slowly growing insane. He couldn't stand it anymore. Everyone he had killed returned to haunt him in his visions, and eventhough he managed to keep studying, he failed to see why he did so, and found no purpsoe with it. His life was a curse. He tried killing himself, without luck. He tried to provoke people into killing him, but his instincts always made him defend himself, and defeat his enemy.
He then sought out a very powerfull enemy, a golem that was totally resistant to magic and immune to physical attacks from a normal blade. He tried to fight it, and was about to cry out in joy when he found it that he couldn't defeat it, but then panic got the better of him, and he used his magical abilities to speed his actions up and fled.
Furious that even this plan had failed, he gave up. He had to undo this curse somehow, and has now devoted his life to bringing back the dead.
What he never realized was, that in doing so, he had already partially broken the curse.
