» Thu Nov 07, 2013 5:37 pm A Province Divided
2E 437
Dead is the glitter of White-Gold; quiet sits the throne that was sundered. And the bones of Old Cyrod groan with war once again.
Twenty and seven number the years since the flash of the blade that laid the mighty Potentate low - and with it, what tentative peace was it that held fell deeds at bay. Turmoil now consumes Tamriel, the dreams of a slumbering empire all too easily forgotten. Those not yet caught in this rising tide of blood retreat inwards, huddling in fear round the warmth of their hearths. Cyrodiil, the Seat of Sundered Kings, tears itself apart in a mockery of that age of heroes that is long since past; and all that is left of the glories that were are carrion birds, picking away at a corpse.
Late grows the hour. Ill omens spread across the land as wildfire - yet none are left wise enough to pay them heed. The winds howl with the voices of those long dead; ghosts bleed into the land from their ancestral haunts; frenzied moths flock round hallowed places, smothering all who dare come near. The land calls for saviours.
Too many answer.
Bloodthirsty warlords marshal their forces, old vendettas breathed back into life and claims older still remembered. Drawn by the glittering jewels of a powerless crown, they march upon one another - brother against sister, daughter against father. The plough lies forgotten in the Colovian West as axes are turned from forest to Man; foul sorceries fester in the East, the red waters of the Niben Herself tainted with fear.
Late is the hour; but perhaps, not too late. Twilight may draw over Cyrodiil - but it is ever twilight that held the doom of the Heartland within it. There are yet some who would stand tall above all others, and it is with them that hope must rest; hope that they may yet come to fear the bloodtide, and stem it before it rises above their heads. Summoned by a quiet whisper of reason and peace, the greatest of the Cyrodilic carrion-lords assemble at their land's ancient heart - the Once and Future Capital of the World, the Imperial City.
It remains to be seen if their footsteps echo with the promise of salvation, or if this is the march of souls set on war.
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Word from the GM
I owe literally 99% of this OP to Person From Anticlere. Massive respect to him. Anyhow, this is a political RP taking place during the Interregnum. Factions are made almost exclusively by the community (meaning you). The RP uses the Cyrodill portrayed in the Pocket Guide to the Empire, not as it was portrayed in Oblivion.
RPers and GM's
GM's
YesManFTW
Person From Anticlere
RPers
Athell
Factions
Bruma - Open
Chorrol - YesManFTW [reserved]
Skingrad - Athell [reserved]
Kvatch - Open
Anvil - Open
Bravil - Open
Leyawiin - Open
The Imperial City - Person From Anticlere
Cheydinhal - It was decided that Cheydinhal could not exist
Rules
1. No OP Actions or Characters.
2. Treat everyone with respect (Out of character at least)
3. Try to state if you are going to be absent or not
4. No OP Actions or Characters. (I cannot stress this enough
5. Enjoy the RP
Sample Sheets
Faction Sheet
Name: Territorial Extent: Governance: A brief run-down of how things are organized. Are you a warlord ruling openly through terror and force, relying on your most trusted lieutenants, or are you (masquerading as?) a long-established provincial elite, reining Cyrodill's ancient bureaucratic apparatuses in for your own purposes? Economy: Anything that makes your faction stand out against the primarily agricultural economic tapestry of Cyrodill at large? Remember, exceptions are only so because not everyone is an outstanding different little star unto themselves, and rare resources are just that - rare. Military: The nitty-gritty of your fighting men and women. Who are they, where do they come from, how do they fight - and, most importantly, why do they fight as they do? Brief History: Give us a glimpse of the most important things; who, where, when and why. We don't need to hear every little nuance in your faction's lifespan - or, rather, we don't want you to tell us about them, we want you to show them, and their impact on the present, through your RPing. This is just for reference. Character Name: Age: Race: Gender: Birthsign: Occupation: Skills: Appearance: Personality: Clothing/Armour: Weapons: Misc. Items: Allegiance: Background: Useful Links http://www.imperial-library.info/content/pocket-guide-empire-first-edition-cyrodiil: your number one go-to reference for Cyrodiilic culture and society at this point; however, you should treat the information within cautiously, and allow room for pro-Imperial propaganda. The Remanada: http://www.imperial-library.info/content/remanada-chapter-1-sancre-tor-and-birth-reman and http://www.imperial-library.info/content/remanada-chapter-2-chevalier-renald-blade-pig - a very good example of Second Era Cyrodiilic mythical thought, this is a good launching pad for developing your own ideas about Colovian and Nibenese cultures both. As well, it should give you a nice feel for the atmosphere of the Interregnum. http://uesp.net/wiki/Lore:2920,_Morning_Star_%28v1%29: Popular work of fiction from the Third Era, narrating the events that precede our RP by several hundred years, but are, all the same, good to know about. A fun read, if nothing else. http://www.gamesas.com/topic/1226932-on-silk/ - while not a canon work of lore and thus of disputable use to our purposes, I would argue this is well-constructed, imaginative and consistent enough with available established material to serve as an excellent companion to official lore. If nothing else, it can certainly serve as spiritual inspiration for our own expansion of Nibenese culture and economy.
