» Wed Feb 12, 2014 1:50 am Skyrim From The Beginning
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4E 201 Two hundred years have passed since the Oblivion crisis. With the death of High King Torygg the flood gates of civil war break loose; the Imperial legion is engaged in a bloody civil conflict with the band of insurgents known as the "Stormcloaks."Their goal is an independent Skyrim, free of Thalmor and Imperial rule.
To make matters worse a great prophecy has been foretold in the Elder Scrolls; one that foretells the return of Tamriel’s primeval darkness, the Dragons led by the all-powerful darkened 'son' of Akatosh himself...the World Eater. The scrolls also tell of the coming of a mortal born with the soul of a dragon, the Dragonborn. One who will have the power to permanently defeat the greatest foe and end the dark reign of the consumer of worlds Alduin.
Your journey will be full of many perils in your quest to just survive this harsh unforgiving land.
It goes without saying the normal terrors in the mere everyday task like the search for food. You may run up on a sleeping bear, be chased by a sabretooth tiger, trolls, or poisoned by a frost spider. You will encounter thieves who rob you blind, bandits who take great pleasure in torturing you before they stick your head on a spike. Should you encounter an assassin don’t worry you will never see them coming nor will you be telling the tale of survival over a good tanker of mead in one of the taverns. You can howl at the moon as you will never get any restful sleep again as the beast blood of lycanthrope runs through your veins. Speaking of veins less you do some good persuading and talk the Vampires into infecting you with Vampirism, you will pray for death should they throw you into the cattle cells of Castle Volkihar.
Civil War is upon you, dragons are overhead you have a choice to make, a side to choose, what will it be?
Will you stand in fight against the evils of Skyrim, or will you simply give in to it. Begs the age old question, "Hero or Villain?"
Now great adventurer, free yourself from bondage; take up a blade or spell, bow or axe; fulfill your destiny or watch as the world ends around you.
(Role Play will start with choices: you can be captured in the wagon heading for Helgen with Ulfric, or you can already be in the town of Helgen as an innocent bystander, home owner. Maybe you’re member of the Imperial Guard or knocking one back in the Tavern. From there you can scatter to the wind on your own or just make some buddies and travel and interact with them. That is if you live through Helgen’s impending doom!)
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Posting Summery
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Leaving clues in your writing for future plans, vague hints at what is to come in your character's emotional life, or hints as to their past, can be fun to read and speculate about. Also always remember the element of surprise or “cliff hangers,” as we writers like to call them.
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Lastly HAVE FUN!!! Life sometimes is too hard to deal with so come here into Fantasy where life gets a whole lot better “unless someone stole your
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Cast Members:
GM Phenix Angel
Name : Phenix LaChance
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Race: Imperial / Werewolf
Gender: Female
Age: unknown (looks around 24)
Physical Appearance: 5/6 and 110lbs. slender frame, with all the right curves in all the right places.
My shinny healthy hair is the color of the whitest snow and is thick and long that flows down past my waist and is scented with lavender and honey.
My tan sun-kissed skin soft and silky to the touch with no blemishes and no physical scars you can see from the outside.
My ample bosom is larger than the average woman and they seem to draw a lot of attention from the opposite six.
My body is physically fit and very disciplined, which makes me extremely agile for the demanding work I do.
Only known Health condition is, I can’t have children as my father had me fixed when I came of age.
My voice is soft spoken and very famine and when I whisper in a man’s ear I can get him to do almost anything for me.
My hands are kept very clean and manicured at all times. I have semi-long finger nails painted in dark red.
My eyes are the darkest blue just like the deep blue sea with very long black eye lashes. I wear a faint sparkly teal eye shadow with black eye liner that accents the sultry shape of my beautiful eyes.
My cheeks stay a constant plush pink color which gives the illusion that I am be bashful and shy.
They say I can melt a man’s heart with my perfect smile, and kill the man with one touch of my dark red sensual lips.
In one word I can describe myself, sixy…..
Werewolf Form: Small characteristics of a real white/ grey wolf.
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Clothing: I wear all the latest in Imperial fashion. I tend to wear things more revealing and form fitting to my body. I like all girly things such as high priced jewelry etc. I wear a ruby and gold studded belly ring with the initials DB.
Armor : New and improved DB: Black leather corset top with leather lace straps across my briast and adorned with grey fox fur trim, black leather tight pants with grey lace up the legs, black leather gloves with silver tipped fingers, & lastly black leather calf high pull boots with silver tipped toe and 3in. heels Also has identical armor only in white leather, white fox fur trim.
Weapons: Blade of Woe which I hide in my right leather boot and my black braided horse whip that hangs off my belt.
History:
Daughter and only known child of Lucien Lachance.
My daddy took me from child birth and placed me in Dibella’s chapel. They raised me from an infant until I came of age. It was extremely important to my Father that they instill in me the love of the arts and the finer things that life can offer. The priestess of Dibella also taught me the art of seduction and what it meant to use my beauty as a weapon to get whatever I wanted from anyone.
I grew up thinking I had no parents until he came for me on my 16th birthday. I was extremely relieved to say the least that I had a Father; little did I know I would soon come to regret it later. At first his mystery and strength impressed me. He lavishly spoiled me to no end. He gifted me a beautiful dagger he called the Blade of Woe. He spent countless hours teaching me how to fight and defend myself with it. He spoke only once of my Mother telling me she was a Bosmer and inherently I should be able to control and use animals in my defense. He then gifted me the greatest gift; it was his very own horse. It was a mare like no other I ever saw black as night with red glowing eyes named Shadowmere. He then proceeded to teach me horsemanship and mounted horse combat. I quickly gained his praise as I took to Shadowmere and horse combat naturally.
We traveled constantly in those couple of years as I never knew he was recruiting and making dead drops at that time. What I did learn was how to survive in the wilderness as he left me for days with hunters to learn their trade. It was then when it happened; one hunter named Farkas fell madly in love with me and demanded I be his forever. One night he tricked me with a cold glass of Argonian wine mixed with his blood. Nothing happened to his surprise and he wouldn't or couldn't stand up against my Father, so he let me go and I never saw him again.
Soon at the age of eighteen he finally brought me to what he called Sanctuary and my new family. There all five of them stood before me as they called themselves the Black Hand. I was soon handed off (pardon the pun,) to the one female Argonian named Shadow. She was my mentor into the Dark Brotherhood. I didn’t see much of my Father after that as I was busy learning my new purpose in life. They said I was to be Lucien’s legacy and I was to take over as Speaker when he dies.
Sad to say but I also took to killing in cold blood pretty easy. Shadow would tell me it was because I never had the love of my Mother or maybe it's just the animal blood lust driving you.
I never knew love of any kind and so that’s why I could be so cold and ruthless. I always wondered how she knew my secret too, but never dared to ask for fearing my Father would find out and shun me from him and my new Dark Brotherhood Family.
Strangely I never could bring myself to kill children and had a very hard time killing other women. This angered the Black Hand but soon found that I had a liking for killing high society men and I quickly doubled the Dark Brotherhood’s yearly commission by taking on higher paying contracts from high society constituents.
Being of extreme poise and grace I could blend in well into any cities society. For the first time the Dark Brotherhood had a weapon that didn’t need to hide in the shadows. With every kill I made the Dark Brotherhood name spread fear across the land between poor and rich alike. There was no one that I couldn’t get to. I could easily be the girl next door with an enchanting smile. Or be the beautiful socialite in the blue velvet dress chatting up some old Imperial general at the gala.
Years have gone bye and the passing of my Father just fueled my inner most demon as I am now instructed to take post in Falkreath Skyrim.
"Umm, new land, more men, and new people to kill, what more could a gal want? Maybe this untold journey is exactly what I need..."
Personality: Whatever the Contract needs me to be….Gets off on certain kills. “The last word you breathe before the end 
will be my name.”
