^^
Awesome.

Yeah, I think I will make a character in a bit. But maybe a genuinely happy one for once instead of my normally angry/mentally unstable/sociopathic characters. Of course, the only character I've ever made that was happy-go-lucky was for the Cave, where the point was to mutilate your characters. Hmm.

And I demand history be added to the list of classes!

EDIT: Wait, I just went and looked and it's there. I think my lack of sleep is getting to me.

History is one of the classes.

Lol.

EDIT:
Maybe it's the skooma? Who knows?

Lol jk.

...I swear I'm not trying to be Hermione Granger, honest.


Name: Silenya
Age: 17
Race: Altmer
Gender: Female
Birth sign: The Lord

Physical Appearance: The best word to describe Silenya is either "yellow" or "gold", depending on how you feel about her. She is tall and leggy, with the classic Altmer skintone and long blond hair. Her eyes are dark brown, and seem to bear an eternal serious expression.
Hair style: Long (past her waist), usually pulled back in a pony-tail with a purple ribbon.
Hair colour: Blond
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 134 lbs
Misc: Classy gold hoop earrings.

Apparel: Uniform (with skirt cut exactly to regulation length), black velvet shoes trimmed with gold, and a purple ribbon to hold back her hair.
Weapons: None, and she is horrified that anyone might have some!
Misc.: She has a leather shoulderbag with a Mages' Guild decal stitched to the front. In it, she always carries textbooks; a small leather-bound planner; a vial of fatigue potion for late nights; and a hand-carved oak case that carries her quills, ink, and quill sharpener (a small razor).

Personality: A perfectionist and over-achiever to the extreme, Silenya is at the top of the class in History and Magic (particularly in Mysticism and Alteration). She feels the compulsive need to prove that she's smarter and better mannered than everyone else. She volunteers herself for community service activities and is particularly involved in the Peer Tutoring Program. To be fair, she really is very smart, but she tends to overthink things, and her attitude doesn't make her the most popular person in school, except with perhaps the teachers.

Bio: Silenya is the daughter of Tyressius, Wizard Rank and chapter head of the Amol Mages Guild... and she never lets anyone forget it. As far as she's concerned, "Daddy's" word is law and scripture, and she holds everyone--especially herself--to his exacting standards.

As both of her parents were members of the Amol (A mid-sized town in north-east Skyrim) Mages' Guild, Silenya was raised on a strict diet of magic and education. Her father was a strict disciplinarian who held knowledge in the highest regard; it was pretty much all she ever knew, and so she can't understand when other people don't. She was tutored by the Guild Mages from the moment she could walk, and was sent to the College as soon as she was eligible. As she had the brains and Tyressius had the money and power, she was accepted.

@BSparrow
Definitely in.

First off, apologies in advance if there are any errors or mistakes with the sheet. I'm really tired right now and I'm not thinking all that clearly. It isn't what I had originally envisioned my character as, but it's something I haven't done before. Should be interesting.

Name: Felix Moorsley
Age: 17
Race: Breton
Gender: Male
Birth sign: The Lady

Physical Appearance: Felix is a very frail young man, having had little experience with things like 'work' and 'physical exertion' as a child. He has no muscles to speak of and is very thin and pale. Despite this, he doesn't look all that unhealthy, which may be due to the fact that he's always smiling around others. He has light brown hair with a slightly blonde tint and brown eyes. He tends to be nearly obsessive over germs and the like, and so always looks clean and orderly.

He has just a slight hint of facial hair, and no tattoos or scars visible. He does, however, have a series of lines going horizontally across his back that are red against his normally pale skin, but whether these are scars or simply birthmarks of some kind is uncertain.

Hair style: Preferring simplicity, Felix's hair is short and goes just past his ears in the back. It looks very well cared for and is parted on the left.
Hair colour: Light brown with tinge of blond.
Height:5'8"
Weight: 132lbs

Apparel: The typical school uniform, and only it. Aside from an old, gray cloak, he didn't bother to bring any clothes with him.
Weapons: None.
Misc.: A leather-bound journal that has been in his possession for a very long time, a brown, leather sling-bag that contains all of his school equipment. All his more fragile equipment, like inkwells, quills, etc, are kept in small, orderly pockets stitched into the inside of the bag. He also has a silver pendant given to him by his father with the Moorsley family crest on the front, which he wears at all times, kept tucked inside his uniform.

Personality: Felix is a complete perfectionist with nearly everything he does, but he's also quite docile. While not quiet or anti-social, he has a tendency to fear the worst and can make quick assumptions based on first impressions. He also has the tendency to be nervous around people he doesn't know well, which is to say everyone. This can lead to stuttering, loss of words, and occasionally randomness on his part.

He always wants to excel at what he does to show that he can do something with his life, but he never gloats or brags, and indeed prefers to just go unnoticed. However, when he's alone, he can be so obsessive over his work and studies that it could be seen as unhealthy, going over every little detail of what he's done to insure it looks just perfect. If he does something less than perfect in his eyes, he'll continually beat himself up about it mentally for many days after.

He's very kind to everyone and is always willing to help with everything, even if he doesn't like the person, leading to him being easily duped into tricks. He doesn't tend to talk much on his side of a conversation, but is more than willing to listen to anyone about anything, and he has infinite patience.

Bio: Felix was born and raised in Camlorn, High Rock, to a family of nobles. Throughout most of his life, he was schooled privately by a series of teachers on subjects ranging from politics to history to sword fighting. (Which he hated.) However, he lacked a traditional education in typical subjects, like math. So, as his parents wanted him to be perfectly well rounded, he was sent off to the best school available. Once his time there was finished, he would return to Camlorn to the life of a young noble.

That is not something Felix is looking forward to, but as always, all he wants to do is make his parents proud.

Name: Telva Adrani
Age: 17
Race: Dark Elf.
Birth sign: The Apprentice

Physical Appearance: Telva was pale, which was uncommon for Dunmer.
Hair style: Shoulder length long hair, slightly messy.
Hair colour: Bright Grey.
Height: 5'6
Weight: 135
Misc: small scar above eyebrow.

Apparel: Standard school uniform.
Weapons: None.
Misc.: Study books (Ways of Magika: Vol. 1 to 6)

Personality: Telva had always been sly and sarcastic. She doesn't have many friends, but she likes it like that, and she sometimes gets lost in her thoughts.

Bio: Telva was born into a poor family in the north-east part of Morrowind, a blacksmith father and a barmaid mother.
Telva was 7 when she casted her first fire ball at a local Dunmer bigot.
After that, her parents saved most of there money and paid for local training at the Mages guild, improving her skills.
At 12, she was well trained at destruction and alchemy, and dabbled in Illusion.
At 14, one of the local mages sent a letter of recommendation to the College of the nine.
When her parents learned of this, they sent Telva to live with Her father's brother and his wife in northern Skyrim.
She was accepted, and quickly enrolled in Magic use(Destruction and Alchemy) and sporting(Mostly Fencing, even if she thought real fighting wasn't like that).
And now, in her third to last year, she in hoping to get into the Arcane University, but with these sort of events, her skills might be tested early...

@Ambrose51
Approved, definitely.

@ShadowStrike
Approved aswell.

Name: Qorwyneen Umbaca
Age: 16
Race: High elf
Birth sign: The serpent

Physical Appearance:
Hair style: Hangs loose approximately ear length although it is roughly cut and layered in a weird manner.
Hair colour: dark brown
Height: just under six feet.
Weight: One hundred forty pounds.
Misc: a scar on his inside thigh from a fight that escalated.

Apparel: A uniform that looks like it has survived several centuries of abuse. Although he prefers to wear a pair of black linen pants and a blue-grey shirt when he can get away with it. He wears black leather shoes that rest just above ankle level.

Weapons: A hidden knife.
Misc.:

Personality: Although not evil natured he frequently finds himself at odds with any authority figure and the law. He lacks discipline and respect for authority. Most have written him off as a lost cause and simply wait for the day he is sent to prison.

Bio: Born in the imperial province to an upper class merchant family he could have had the world at his finger tips however he fell in with the wrong crowd and soon had the under world at his finger tips. His family sent him away, far away in an attempt to turn his life around.

^^
Approved

So he was the last right? when do we start!
(sorry for the giddiness, I mostly RP fallout.)

One more and we can start.

Ringman?, or someone else?

I didn't accept Ringman's sheet. I'm waiting for someone else. DarthRavanger has been lurking around this thread a bit. Maybe he/she will post a sheet? Never know.

Easy there Shadow. We start when we start. You gotta be patient to RP, you know? Like, if we were to start tonight, I'd probably only be able to make one post. Things don't move as fast around here as they do in the Fallout section. Generally speaking, anyway.

OK guys, I was going to bring this up earlier but forgot. I'm ahh... Going on a four day vacation starting tomorrow! i will be leaving at 5:30 PM tomorrow.
For those four days. Your characters will go to class, interact and do whatever else they want to do. OK?
After one more person joins, I will post the opening post.

What if you leave before the last person joins?

Well, I'm hoping I don't. And If I do leave before the last person joins, I will ask someone to approve or not approve of the next sheet/s that comes through.

Well this should at least start tomorrow, because I think we all have a drain fatigue spell on us...

I sent my CS to you, you can go ahead and look through it.

And I think I do have a drain fatigue spell on me...

Okey dokey.
Jerod you are approved. As soon as I post your sheet up I will set the opening post.

The towering figure of The College of The Nine Divines rose above the clouds, a lone figure against a bleak, white landscape.
The rising sun cast eerie shadows across the huge stone walls, and the heavy snow piled thick upon the many roofs of the college.

Professor Gorrigan woke and made his way into the boy's dormitories. He put his hands to his mouth and yelled.

"C'mon boys! First day back, put some back into it!"

Groans sounded from beneath thick bedcovers as many of the students covered their ears with their pillows.

"Come on, you can do better than that, up!" He waved his hand in front of the student's faces. Finally after a good few minutes of yelling the boys at last got up, dressed and headed for the Great Hall, where they would sit for the first day briefing.

Magus drearily pulled on his uniform and made his way downstairs where the professor waited.

"Ahh, good Magus!" He said, raising his arms. "Good to see you again chap, make your way to the Great hall if you may," He gestured towards the door and Magus walked out, where the rest of the boys waited.

They walked to the Great Hall and sat at the benches where the girls were already waiting. Magus sat at the end of the table, where he waited for the headmaster, Romulus Remus, to make his into the Hall.
After a few minutes of waiting, the doors crashed open, revealing the Headmaster in all his glory. He was young, handsome and well shaven. He moved gracefully towards the stage at the end of the Hall and waited for silence.
When the room finally silenced, he opened his mouth to speak.

"Good students of the college!" He called out, his voice echoing across the room. "I have brought you here today for another year at the College of the Nine Divines! Let us be thankful to the Nine Divines and Emperor Xan for this wonderful opportunity!"

He silenced himself as the students muttered in unison.
"Courage, knowledge and honour. Thus is the code of the great College of The Nine Divines."

The Headmaster's voice once again boomed across the hall, blabbing on about how the place was built and all the hard woke that was put into it. Magus wasn't listening. Instead he was staring at the floor, because there, written in blood, was a note. He picked it up and read it.

We're coming...

OK everyone, the RP thread is open. Feel free to post.

I'll post my Character Sheet as soon as I get it back from Vum... Why do I never save the PM's I send!?

It's in the RP thread Francois, first post.

Anyway everyone, see the RP thread for an updated list of people sheets.