First off, I would like to clear up some confusion. This is more of a private academy then a College. Because, really, back in the older ages, people would have to start working by the age of 20. So, just to clear up confusion, this is more like an
academy, not a college. Aright, so got that done...
Oh, and if I asked you to change some stuff on your CS, then, if you would, please PM them to me. It would get a little messy if there were too many CS sheets from the same person on here. Thanks!
Now, time to do some CS Reviewing!
Gray Pants, Shirts, Boots, and Jackets for men, and Gray skirts, shirts, and vests for women. Teachers should have free reign. For uniforms that is.
Name: Lord Raynil Broodikus, currently goes by "Lord Broodikus" or "Master Broodikus"
Race: Dunmer
Gender: Male
Age: Twenty-seven
Birthsign: The Mage
Alignment: Lawful Evil (No natural sense he is evil, he hides it VERY well, and is actually on your side)
Class: Arch-Mage
Class Description: An elite magi who has proven himself time-and-time again that he is a powerful mage.
Major Skills: Destruction, Conjuration, Alteration, Mysticism, Illusion.
Minor Skills: Unarmored, Blunt Weapon, Alchemy, Restoration, Speechcraft.
Rank: Teacher
Specialization: General
Armor/Clothing: Black Velvet Robes, Black Velvet Hood, Black Velvet Gloves, Black Boots, Black Velvet Pants, and Black Velvet Shirt.
Weapon: A black, ebony, staff at the top is a dark gray orb.
Food/Drink: One loaf of bread, a jar of tea, and several bubbling potions.
Literature: Spellbook, Journal, Ink, Quill, Scroll-Book, Deed to Broodikus Manor.
Gold: Five-Hundred Drakes.
Biography: Born to Korvan Broodikus, a bard who became a hero of the poor by assassinating imperial slumlords and giving their vast wealth away. Raynil saw his father as weak, he always did. His mother he viewed as a wench. As he grew older, he grew more powerful in the magical arts. He spent years in study, long hours reading ancient texts in the University, many nights memorizing spells.
At the age of fifteen, Raynil was already in the Mages' Guild. He was one of the greatest apprentices to ever walk the University. As he grew older, his master commonly taught him more difficult spells. The mage killed his master at the age of twenty-one and stole his spellbooks.
After going into self-imposed exile for five years, he returned, more powerful than ever. When he left, he wore blue robes of a mage and came back with black robes. During his time gone, he was with the Acolytes of Mannimarco, learning their secrets. During his fifth year of exile, the mage left.
When he returned he was welcomed back and asked to show his new spells. Raynil muttered spells that summoned great creatures, like liches and xiviali. The Arch-Magister of the guild was impressed and promoted him to Wizard. Then the school opened. Lord Broodikus was ready to take on an apprentice, so he went.
He had been teaching for a year, now the apprentices were missing. As black as his soul was, he still felt a soft spot for children, and vowed to save them. Using every spell in his arsenal, he would find them and kill the kwama scum that did this. Master Broodikus will not stop, until they are safe.
The lich and xiviali stuff is just for show. He won't use spells like that much, as he prefers to quickly destroy his foes.
edit: clarified the original sentences, and added my CS.
Ok, Zalphon, try not to take this extra personal.
I, in my own opinion, do not qualify you a "vet", therefor I cannot reward you with the position of a "teacher". Sorry.
Name: Nelos Verendas
Age: 22
six: Male
Race: Dunmer
Birthsign: Lady
Year: Junior
Appearance: Long, Ash-black dread-locked hair going down to the back, Goatee on the chin. Athletic physical build, about 6'3" in height. Skin and eyes are both the normal for Dunmer, red eyes and gray skin. A tattoo of an ornately drawn snake adorns his entire right arm.
Personality: A bit bitter and reclusive seeming to the other students, Nelos tends to keep to himself. His attitude marks him as 'mysterious' to many of the other students, and apparently many of the girls find that attractive. He does have friends and can be quite sociable, but his outright hate for Imperials and most Nords has made him bitter, so that is why he proffers his own company or the company of those like him.
Clothes: http://images3.wikia.nocookie.net/starwars/images/thumb/7/7e/JediGarment.jpg/150px-JediGarment
Weapons: A 3 ft, curved short blade made of steel with a silver grip wrapped in Red and gold leather.
Misc: Lots of books carried in a small satchel and a flask of water.
History: Born to a noble Hlaalu family in Balmora, Nelos grew up with a life of relative ease. He was always respectful to his parents and loved everyone who worked for them, he even befriended an Argonian slave named Two-Times. Nelos spent most of his days practicing magic and the martial arts, his friend Two-Times even helped him develop very commendable skills in sword-fighting and Marksmanship.
But when he was 17, Nelos' family was beset by an unrelenting Imperial tax-collector. The man was a corrupt fool with a large, stupid Nordic bodyguard name Rulf, who constantly showed up to take more and more money. The line was drawn when Rulf threatened Nelos, and Two-Times lost his life by defending him.
A few years later, Nelos was sent to the College by his parents. Not so much as an education opportunity, but simply to get him out of Morrowind and out of trouble with the ever present Imperial law.
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Classes: [Please Bold which ones you would like to do]
[If you don't see a class that you think they would have, PM me]
Astronomy
Destruction Magic
Fencing
History
Literature Study
Marksmanship
22 is too old for a Junior. I understand you might of thought it was a college, but if you could change that, then I can accept it. Also, I don't really get how he has a three-foot-long blade in his possession. That is really unlikely, shrink it down and I might allow it.
Also, the personality, appearance, and history could use some more. So, you'll have to clean that up a bit before I can accept it.
Name: Lilitu Serano
Age: 18
six: Female
Race: Dunmer
Birthsign: The Lover
Year: Junior
Appearance: Long crimson hair, tied into a ponytail during school, half-ponytail after hours. Usual skin and eyes for a Dark elf. Stands at 5'7" and is on the thin side. She almost always wears dark red lipstick.
Personality: She is very nurturing, especially toward those younger than her. She can be very social, but there are times when she prefers to remain unnoticed and sneak around. She doesn't associate herself with any religion, and doesn't claim to hate any in particular, but she does seem to have some dislike for the Imperial Cult. She also is a bit distrusting of Imperials in general. When she's alone, she likes to read trashy romance novels, though its something she desperately tries to hide.
Clothes: A long sleeved red and lavender corset with lace sleeves and a short sleeved black bolero, red gloves, black pants, and leather boots (no heel). As far as jewelry goes, her ears are pierced seven times (four on the right, three on the left) She wears a pair of dangling stars in the first holes, small black hoops in the second, a stud in the lone third one in her right ear and small hoops in the top ones.
Weapons: A small silver dagger with a small heart carved into the blade. She hides it inside her boot.
Misc: She carries lots of lockpicks with her.
History: Lilitu was born the oldest out of three children in the city of Ald-Ruhn. Her father was a member of House Redoran. At the age of eight, her mother gave birth to her youngest son, Relemus. That was the day her childhood was over. She became responsible for feeding (after he had been weaned), bathing, dressing, and changing him. While some children would have grown up to resent the newborn, Lilitu was filled with love for him as if her were her own.
The family later moved to Bruma, where her mother almost immediately started attending Chapel. Everything about the Nine Divines was beaten (figuratively) into Lilitu and her two brothers, eventually making Lilitu want nothing to do with it. The thing that angered her was when her mother started giving most of her father's money away to the Chapel itself (whenever the woman was approached by a beggar, however, she turned her nose up). Lilitu was afraid for the future of herself and brothers, she convinced her father to send her to the College.
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Classes: [Please Bold which ones you would like to do]
[If you don't see a class that you think they would have, PM me]
(Only choose up to six maximum)
Anatomy
Destruction Magic
Fencing
Illusion Magic
Literature Study
Restoration Magic
The first thing that worries me is a very short appearance paragraph. It really could use some more. Other then that, it looks pretty good. So, if you could add a little to that, then I can accept it.
Name: Llathras Valyon, also known as Relen-Val (story will say why)
Age: He was born 20 years ago, though his wisdom will likely grant him the power to live for many hundreds of years, should he survive that long.
six: Male
Race: Dunmer
Birthsign: The Mage
Appearance: Valyon is a brave soldier in mindset and appearance. His face holds a tale of sorrow and anger, though he can usually mask that with a fake smile. He is quite tall, with a dark - somewhat gold complexion. His hair is usually kept to a medium length, combed down just above his shoulders, and kept clean. He has been known to keep a black goatee as well.
Personality: He had extensive training for many years prior to being selected for enrollment to the Septim Academy. Because of this, and because of many factors of his past, he is quite gifted in the talents he pursued, and this has led him down many paths. People he has met tend to look up to him, but also harbor resentment as they strive for what he already has. Most of the friends he makes do not last eternal, and for this he tends to be bitter to people.
Clothes: Common clothes mostly, but has a few rather extravagant outfits for occasions. He also has a unique set of steel armor that he keeps sealed away, refusing to so much as look at.
Weapons: None on him, aside from his array of spells. He does, however, have a sword that matches the set of armor which he hid well before moving to High Rock.
History: Llathras Valyon was born in Morrowind, outside of the famous House Indoril-controlled city of Necrom. The spiritual presence of this city required much protection, and it brought in tourists as well as pilgrims from across all of Tamriel. In his village, he was part of a sacred band of battlemages who called their order the Virtue of the Relen Pact. The ancestors of most of these people were two brothers who founded the order, which took up their surname of Relen. Though the people of the order were usually born into it, they also kidnapped potentially gifted youths and raised them to believe in their values.
Llathras Valyon and his brother were two of these. The names of those in the order were given by an ancient Chimeri language with the surname of Relen placed before. Lathras' chosen name was Val, which was a Chimeri word that meant "shrouded in mystery." The rest of his history is dark and tainted, and will be presented as the storyline progresses.
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Classes: [Please Bold which ones you would like to do]
[If you don't see a class that you think they would have, PM me]
(Only choose up to six maximum)
Alteration Magic
Conjuration Magic
Destruction Magic
Fencing
History
Literature Study
On the weapons, I assume that the sword he has isn't on him, because it says that he has no weapons on him.
Looks good otherwise. Accepted.