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This RP will involve the Redguard city of Elinhir, and the Nordic city of Falkreath.

The two cities have long been at the depth of war, being fortified as military border bastions after the War of the Bend'r-mahk. Hammerfell wanted to avoid another Nordic assault move, while the Nords wanted to avoid any Redguard assault movement as a retaliation to Dragonstar, in which the Nords invaded the city and took half of it, building a wall in the middle of the city.

15 years after the Oblivion Crises, these states are nearly abandoned by their fellow countrymen, left in the dense mountains with little farmland. A large steel ore deposit is found in between the two cities, and with the little resources of the mountains, both of these bastions now claim the new ore. Of course, this leads to conflict.

Now you may ask, "Why in the [censored] are they fighting over steel?"

Steel actually wasn't available until the 15th century, and wasn't ever common. You can shoot steel with an m16 and it won't break. Steel is a very valuable item. Think of two nations fighting over a supply of oil: it is happening in the real world, right now.

More info will be here soon, but basically, this is a Character driven War-RP, in which there are only two cities against each other. Characters will be needed for the following:

Elinhir (Redguard)

-Ruler:

-Head Military official:

-Minor/secondary Military officials:

-Agents (spies, assassins, stuff like that):

Falkreath (Nord)

-Ruler:

-Head Military official:

-Minor/secondary Military officials:

-Agents (spies, assassins, stuff like that):



More info will be here with the actual opening post. This is just a...crappy...idea thread.

So, post suggestions, and whatever else. The next thread will be the OP (with background info, mechanics, etc.), and will actually be the official sign up thread.

Cheers. (And sorry for my repeated spacing. I know you hated it).

What the hell is steel ore?

A suggestion anyway is this write-up of Falkreath. Bjeld is the name of the King of Falkreath in Arena.


Falkreath – War is fortunately common enough in this city-state to keep King Bjeld away from making direct decisions. He enjoys hunting and the “Science of War” per say, but the usual methods of running the kingdom escape him. There is a regent in place sitting at the castle who takes care of the daily operations, but he has held his position by not showing ambition and adequately maintaining the status quo. Showing strong ability (the regent Jofnhild supposes) would get himself shoved into a tight little farming town without the pleasures of his position. Keeping things running smoothly and supplies wagon shipped out to the front holds everyone where they like best.

When King Bjeld is approaching Falkreath the monolithic Columns of the Sky are set alight in his honor, and a day of peace is declared to accommodate the returning heroes. The citizens like Bjeld well enough. They hardly see him make a bad decision, and he cuts a good figure as a leader of men. Always wearing a uniform of whatever styling he fancies at the current time and keeping his aides nearby with his trophies of conquest makes him seem impressive at first sight. Once the Emperor gave him a stripe for his courageous assistance in defeating band of giants who had been playing catch with farmers across the mountain tops, and he hasn’t let it far from him since. Honors and flattery surely please him more than they would most others, but the volume over the years has drained his resistance to it, and it has been far too long since someone was frank with him.

No queen waits for him, but that sort of thing hasn’t bothered him yet. The impertinence of youth keeps his mind off the future, and the nobles suppose he’ll acquire a queen sometime or another during the deals they make to shift in and out of conflict. Jofnhild has a family of fifteen (including his younger brother’s family) living at the castle. At the moment however, the kingdom is set to pass to the Duke of Newgrad Watch after the incapacitation of the king. It was won as part of a drinking contest that involved a pitcher, no pants, and two wenches for every time a round of a song was sung.

The Oblivion Crisis brought an upheaval to the complacent lives of the populace here; they had been continuing on for so long that the quick readjustment shook them roughly. Jofnhild was scared and so out of his element that he closed himself in his room during the attack on the city. The captain of the city guard had to command the battle, and he unfortunately misjudged the enemy at several points. Bjeld was conquering a Redguard town he’d never heard of at the time, and ordered a full retreat to stations for his battalions. Along the way they helped where possible and eventually arrived at Falkreath to find the Great Market and the Elven Quarter destroyed. Those sections are currently quarantined while the mangled and shredded bodies are being disposed of.

The countryside surprisingly is having a sigh of relief after grieving for their losses. Surely the king will walk into a greater sense of responsibility, and at least slow down the incessant conflicts for hardly any gain. Then again, the word has spread that Whiterun is in troubled times and the elders shake their heads, fully expecting Bjeld is going to mount up and mobilize the troops. If he comes across something he can’t handle, he will be quickly out of there, leaving the fate of his people in an uncertain jeopardy that will mark the land in struggle.

Umm....Wooly...Steel is an alloy....Not to mention something pretty common in Tamriel.

Something like glass, or adamantium would make more sense.

[censored]. I feel like an idiot...

Well, Verlox, I'll change it.

And Shades, thanks mate. I'll try to contact Ravanger ASAP and get this OP up.

OP requested close.