» Fri Nov 09, 2012 10:35 pm THE LAST LEGION
Nine Spots Remaining
(AKA: The film “Centurion”… Skyrim Style)
4E 206 – 30th Frostfall
Skyrim has been plundered into chaos, fractured into those who support the Empire, and those who support Ulfric. The war between the Legion and the Rebellion grew steadily worse, exacerbated by the return of the dragons. However, out of this rebellion came a saviour, the Dragonborn, and within a year, the dragon crisis was ended and Alduin slain. With his task complete, the Dragonborn returned to High Hrothgar, yet to be seen since. But the civil war remained. In the wake of this victory the Empire redoubled their efforts, driving back the Stormcloaks hold by hold.
At first things were going well. But then, set back after set back, defeat after defeat, and soon the tide had turned. Facing the possibility of a losing the province, General Tullius commanded that the strongholds within Haafingar be strengthened and rebuilt in the event the Stormcloaks proved a significant threat to their headquarters, and reinforcements were called in from Cyrodiil and most notably from High Rock, including General Cassius Stonehold.
This decision proved to be wise. Hold after hold fell into Stormcloak hands, each one bringing the death knell of the Empire’s presence in Skyrim closer. By 4E 206, only Haafingar remained in Legion hands, the Stormcloaks brought to a halt upon the reinforced and rebuilt defenses and fortifications. Despite the high ranking members of the Legion and Empire – including the Emperor himself – talking of how they will rebuild their numbers and bring the fight to the Stormcloaks, the people know in their hearts that they are playing for time, delaying what seems to be the inevitable.
Facing the prospect of withdrawing from Skyrim, a last ditch plan was put into action to end the war – by killing Ulfric Stormcloak no matter the cost. Over ten thousand fighting men, half the strength of the Legion’s remaining presence in Skyrim, along with a host of supporting staff, such as smiths, cooks, healers and so on, were drawn up from the pre-existing men and the reinforcements into a single force in Solitude. This army quickly came to be known as Legio Extremum – the Last Legion, to be led by Cassius while Tullius commanded the defence of Haafingar. Using the resources available to them, Legio Extremum was transported via ships from the docks of Solitude to a tiny, secret camp, caught between the White River to the west, Morrowind to the East and the sea to the North. From there the Last Legion set forth, to besiege Windhelm without warning, taking Ulfric by surprise. It was believed by the Legion commanders that most of Ulfric’s armies were along the front, or in the Reach, suppressing a mass Forsworn uprising. It was believed that in the security of his home hold, Ulfric would leave minimal guard aside from his garrison in Windhelm. Legio Extremum marched forth to besiege Windhelm, still holding onto the hope that maybe this would be the moment of light in the darkness that would end the Rebellion. Morale was still at a low, thanks to horrible weather on the journey from Solitude and the dire situation they were in.
Unbeknownst to them, their fleet, despite their best efforts to conceal it on their journey, had been spotted by Stormcloak spies. Ulfric, so as not to arouse suspicion in Solitude, weakened his southern border – Falkreath, the Rift and parts of Whiterun, along with his forces in Eastmarch, and positioned them on the road to Windhelm, his men lying in wait for the approaching enemy.
What followed was a massacre. Caught by surprise by superior numbers, the Last Legion was practically annihilated. With no where to run or hide, it seemed that they’d been slaughtered to a man – no prisoners were taken, no quarter given. Aside from a few isolated Stormcloak stragglers, largely looters, the main army didn’t hang around, instead marching back to Windhelm.
It is here that you – by chance, fate or the will of the divines – have survived the massacre, one of around twenty survivors. Most of the commanding officers are dead bar a single centurion, who has one plan in mind; make the long journey back to Solitude, through Stormcloak territory, and get the men home.
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Characters of Interest: These are characters that I have created for the RP that will play a major part of the story at different points. They won’t be there all of the time, or at the same time, but I’ve included them here rather than make character sheets for them. Consider them to be really important NPC’s, like Tullius or Ulfric for example. Also, you are free to write your own conversations with these characters, so long as they keep within the character’s personality. For example, if you want to have a conversation with Cassius Stonehold (see below), you’re free to write his dialogue, keeping in mind his responses are within his character. Here they are (will change as some characters die or become irrelevant):
General Cassius Stonehold
Spoiler
6’6”, dark hair and beard, both cut short. Deep brown eyes. Solidly built.
A Nord with an Imperial name, raised in the Province of High Rock, Cassius holds no particular allegiance to anyone aside from the Legion. An orphan, he was given an Imperial name by the owners of the orphanage (both Imperials) so that he would fit in better with the Cyrodiilic children. He ran away when he was twelve and very soon found himself among the men of the Legion, joining as soon as he was able. He very quickly rose through the ranks, his epithet being a reference to his execution of a deserter, which he strangled with one hand with “a grip like stone”. He then became the military governor of High Rock, coordinating the legion forces within the province until he was recalled by the Emperor to assist General Tullius in response to the quickly deteriorating conditions in Skyrim. Bringing with him several men from High Rock and a few from Cyrodiil, he set sail for Skyrim.
Cassius’s ship however ran aground along Skyrim’s most westerly shore, and sent reports that he would be continuing the journey on horseback. His small group was ambushed by Stormcloaks but with the aid of Centurion Godwin they were repelled and he was able to continue on his way to Solitude. There, he and Tullius took joint command of Legion, though there was some friction between them, Tullius’s dour attitude conflicting with Cassius’s more fiery personality. Cassius recognized Tullius’s seniority however. When the Emperor Titus Mede II announced the plan to kill Ulfric at any cost, Cassius took command of Legio Extremum, believing that Tullius should remain in nominal command of the defences should the plan backfire, unaware of the fate that would befall the men under his command upon reaching their destination.
Cassius is a straight forward and upfront man, unafraid to speak his mind. Unlike most members of his station, Cassius retains the manly camaraderie with his men, making him very popular, and more or less acts like of the boys. Being distanced from the Civil War gives him an outsider’s perspective, believing that the Thalmor are the greater threat. He is incredibly loyal to the men under his command, and their well-being is his first priority. Though rough around the edges, and a fan of wenching, he is a man that many aspire to be.
A Nord with an Imperial name, raised in the Province of High Rock, Cassius holds no particular allegiance to anyone aside from the Legion. An orphan, he was given an Imperial name by the owners of the orphanage (both Imperials) so that he would fit in better with the Cyrodiilic children. He ran away when he was twelve and very soon found himself among the men of the Legion, joining as soon as he was able. He very quickly rose through the ranks, his epithet being a reference to his execution of a deserter, which he strangled with one hand with “a grip like stone”. He then became the military governor of High Rock, coordinating the legion forces within the province until he was recalled by the Emperor to assist General Tullius in response to the quickly deteriorating conditions in Skyrim. Bringing with him several men from High Rock and a few from Cyrodiil, he set sail for Skyrim.
Cassius’s ship however ran aground along Skyrim’s most westerly shore, and sent reports that he would be continuing the journey on horseback. His small group was ambushed by Stormcloaks but with the aid of Centurion Godwin they were repelled and he was able to continue on his way to Solitude. There, he and Tullius took joint command of Legion, though there was some friction between them, Tullius’s dour attitude conflicting with Cassius’s more fiery personality. Cassius recognized Tullius’s seniority however. When the Emperor Titus Mede II announced the plan to kill Ulfric at any cost, Cassius took command of Legio Extremum, believing that Tullius should remain in nominal command of the defences should the plan backfire, unaware of the fate that would befall the men under his command upon reaching their destination.
Cassius is a straight forward and upfront man, unafraid to speak his mind. Unlike most members of his station, Cassius retains the manly camaraderie with his men, making him very popular, and more or less acts like of the boys. Being distanced from the Civil War gives him an outsider’s perspective, believing that the Thalmor are the greater threat. He is incredibly loyal to the men under his command, and their well-being is his first priority. Though rough around the edges, and a fan of wenching, he is a man that many aspire to be.
Tartarus
Spoiler
A thin, looming figure with long hair and a beard to match, both light grey and dead straight. His skill with magic suggests he’s a Breton, though his height suggests he’s a Nord. No one is quite sure how old he is, as he speaks of events that should be beyond his life time to recall.
He is a powerful magic wielder who lives in isolation in a tall tower in the wilderness of Skyrim, far away from anyone. His possession of something he calls “the sight” provides him with the gift of foresight, making him aware of events happening all over Skyrim without actually being present. This ability also allows him to see into the past and, most disturbingly, into other peoples’ thoughts and memories, though only when they are in his presence. Aside from this gift, he is a master of all the schools of magic, being a very capable elemental-wielder and necromancer.
His power of foresight lies in his possession of a dragon priest mask, which has not only made him stronger, but prolonged his life to an unnatural length, though at the cost of warping his mind somewhat.
Tartarus is sadistic, calculated and cruel, willing to do anything to accomplish his goals, and as little respect for life. He lusts power and is arrogant in his ability. He does act, for those brave enough to risk it, as a source of information due to his ability to know things he shouldn’t through his use of “the sight”. The price for this information however is high, and often final.
He is a powerful magic wielder who lives in isolation in a tall tower in the wilderness of Skyrim, far away from anyone. His possession of something he calls “the sight” provides him with the gift of foresight, making him aware of events happening all over Skyrim without actually being present. This ability also allows him to see into the past and, most disturbingly, into other peoples’ thoughts and memories, though only when they are in his presence. Aside from this gift, he is a master of all the schools of magic, being a very capable elemental-wielder and necromancer.
His power of foresight lies in his possession of a dragon priest mask, which has not only made him stronger, but prolonged his life to an unnatural length, though at the cost of warping his mind somewhat.
Tartarus is sadistic, calculated and cruel, willing to do anything to accomplish his goals, and as little respect for life. He lusts power and is arrogant in his ability. He does act, for those brave enough to risk it, as a source of information due to his ability to know things he shouldn’t through his use of “the sight”. The price for this information however is high, and often final.
Rules
Standard RP rules apply, but I thought I’d reiterate them here:
1) No god-moding or overpowered characters (this includes vamps and were-creatures). The last one is to add a little bit of fairness. Besides, it’s going to be very easy to survive, and very tempting to kill everyone else if you are one of these creatures, which sort of defeats the purpose of the RP.
2) No controlling/harming other peoples’ characters without their permission. In the case that you have obtained permission to briefly control another person’s character, put “Approved by such-and-such” at the top of the post. This particular rule doesn’t really apply to scenes involving “characters of interest”, but if you want to control their actions in a post, let me know first what you intend to do just in case.
3) Play nicely; no slandering/insulting people on purpose. Naturally our characters will argue at some point, but this does not reflect the person behind them.
4) Romance vs bonking (to put it bluntly). I enjoy a little bit of romance in an RP as much as the next guy, but should you choose to do so, try to make it realistic (and no bonking each other, for obvious reasons).
5) Above all else, have fun!
Here is the character sheet formula:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Race:
Height/build/body features:
Facial features:
Skills (Max of 7):
Armour and clothing:
Weapons:
Miscellaneous Items:
Personality:
History:
The RP will go ahead in about a weeks’ time.
Current Characters:
Tom
Spoiler
Name: Godwin Barrowblade
Age: 34
Gender: Male
Race: Nord
Height, build, bodily features: 6’5, broad shouldered with a muscled physique; the epitome of a strong Nordic warrior. Scars cover his body from many wounds received in battle, notably on his arms and chest.
Facial features: Long dark brown hair worn loose bar two braids that start near his temples and meet at the back of his head. His beard is medium length, and he has eyes the colour of storm clouds. Godwin has a jaw like an anvil and heavy brows, with a battle scar spanning from his right brow, across the bridge of his nose to his left cheek. He is ruggedly handsome, with a deep, strong voice. (Think Chris Hemsworth)
Skills (Max of Seven): Before his time in the legion, Godwin was a formidable opponent in the joust, which spoke of a skill with horses and mounted combat (1). As with many Nords, he felt very much at home wearing heavy armour (2), and learned from a young age how to wield one and two handed weaponry, both how to strike and avoid being struck (3, 4, 5). Being of his status, he learned also social graces, even if he wasn’t particularly good at sticking to them, but nonetheless, he remains very persuasive, whether aggressively or subtly (6). While no master smith, he knows enough to keep his gear maintained and fit for use (7).
So, they are:
1 – Horsemanship
2 – Heavy Armour
3 – One handed (sword)
4 – Two handed (sword)
5 – Block
6 – Speech
7 – Smithing
Armour and clothing: Standard heavy legion armour, steel Nordic braces and steel cuffed boots, and a cloak with a detachable wolf fur hood. When not in battle dress he wears a simple tunic. He wears a locket around his neck with the image of a woman within it.
Weapons: A bastard (hand-and-a-half) longsword forged of high quality steel (think Damascus steel), a steel dirk, and an iron utility knife.
Misc: A waterskin, flint, a few days worth of rations, and hipflask.
Personality: Godwin is fierce and proud, both on and off the battlefield. He is noble and honourable, but also in possession of a legendary temper. He loves a good laugh, a good drink, and occasionally a good brawl. His fiery personality has put him at odds with some of his superiors, but made him well loved by his men. To his family and the men under his command he is fiercely loyal. He does possess a gentle side, but seldom do people see it. He is an astute military commander and tactician, though his fiery personality sometimes gets in the way of his better judgement. He has also been known to have a way with women, promising them the world in the evening, but forgetting them in the morning.
History: The Barrowblades have been a wealthy family in Solitude, serving the Jarls and High-King faithfully, as well as the legion on occasion. Members of the family have even risen to Thanehood on occasion. As the eldest son, Godwin had a lot more responsibility than his three younger siblings, but excelled in performing his duties to the family and the hold, serving as a high ranking member of the guard for a few years. His father fought in the Great War, and like many Nords, gained a burning hatred for the Thalmor. He joined the legion when he was twenty years of age, following in the tradition of his family, and while he was promoted for valour and tactical brilliance in the field, his rebellious streak ensured that he never got beyond the rank of Centurion.
His career in the Legion saw him posted in High Rock for a time, before being transferred back to Skyrim at the outbreak of the civil war. During this time he participated in the First Siege of Whiterun, where the Stormcloak army was broken. There too he met the Redguard Streverus Khain, who quickly became a close friend. He received high distinction during that battle and was transferred back to Solitude so that he could be closer to his family. As the tide of war turned and hold after hold fell into Stormcloak hands, Godwin became part of the line of fortifications that made up the defences of Haafingar; a long wall and series of fortresses that came to be known as “Tullius’s line”. The remainder of his time in the Legion was spent at one of the many border forts as commander of the garrison, with his friend Streverus as his second-in-command. During this time, he saved General Cassius Stonehold, transferred from High Rock, from a Stormcloak ambush on the road to Solitude and befriended him. At the request of Cassius, he had been selected to lead a fresh unit of legionnaires in the Last Legion, his unit being a combination of new recruits and members from his garrison (notably Streverus, again fulfilling the role as his second). After the massacre along the White River, Godwin finds himself the highest ranking survivor. His priorities now are simple; to find General Cassius, dead or alive, and bring the survivors back home.
Name: Godwin Barrowblade
Age: 34
Gender: Male
Race: Nord
Height, build, bodily features: 6’5, broad shouldered with a muscled physique; the epitome of a strong Nordic warrior. Scars cover his body from many wounds received in battle, notably on his arms and chest.
Facial features: Long dark brown hair worn loose bar two braids that start near his temples and meet at the back of his head. His beard is medium length, and he has eyes the colour of storm clouds. Godwin has a jaw like an anvil and heavy brows, with a battle scar spanning from his right brow, across the bridge of his nose to his left cheek. He is ruggedly handsome, with a deep, strong voice. (Think Chris Hemsworth)
Skills (Max of Seven): Before his time in the legion, Godwin was a formidable opponent in the joust, which spoke of a skill with horses and mounted combat (1). As with many Nords, he felt very much at home wearing heavy armour (2), and learned from a young age how to wield one and two handed weaponry, both how to strike and avoid being struck (3, 4, 5). Being of his status, he learned also social graces, even if he wasn’t particularly good at sticking to them, but nonetheless, he remains very persuasive, whether aggressively or subtly (6). While no master smith, he knows enough to keep his gear maintained and fit for use (7).
So, they are:
1 – Horsemanship
2 – Heavy Armour
3 – One handed (sword)
4 – Two handed (sword)
5 – Block
6 – Speech
7 – Smithing
Armour and clothing: Standard heavy legion armour, steel Nordic braces and steel cuffed boots, and a cloak with a detachable wolf fur hood. When not in battle dress he wears a simple tunic. He wears a locket around his neck with the image of a woman within it.
Weapons: A bastard (hand-and-a-half) longsword forged of high quality steel (think Damascus steel), a steel dirk, and an iron utility knife.
Misc: A waterskin, flint, a few days worth of rations, and hipflask.
Personality: Godwin is fierce and proud, both on and off the battlefield. He is noble and honourable, but also in possession of a legendary temper. He loves a good laugh, a good drink, and occasionally a good brawl. His fiery personality has put him at odds with some of his superiors, but made him well loved by his men. To his family and the men under his command he is fiercely loyal. He does possess a gentle side, but seldom do people see it. He is an astute military commander and tactician, though his fiery personality sometimes gets in the way of his better judgement. He has also been known to have a way with women, promising them the world in the evening, but forgetting them in the morning.
History: The Barrowblades have been a wealthy family in Solitude, serving the Jarls and High-King faithfully, as well as the legion on occasion. Members of the family have even risen to Thanehood on occasion. As the eldest son, Godwin had a lot more responsibility than his three younger siblings, but excelled in performing his duties to the family and the hold, serving as a high ranking member of the guard for a few years. His father fought in the Great War, and like many Nords, gained a burning hatred for the Thalmor. He joined the legion when he was twenty years of age, following in the tradition of his family, and while he was promoted for valour and tactical brilliance in the field, his rebellious streak ensured that he never got beyond the rank of Centurion.
His career in the Legion saw him posted in High Rock for a time, before being transferred back to Skyrim at the outbreak of the civil war. During this time he participated in the First Siege of Whiterun, where the Stormcloak army was broken. There too he met the Redguard Streverus Khain, who quickly became a close friend. He received high distinction during that battle and was transferred back to Solitude so that he could be closer to his family. As the tide of war turned and hold after hold fell into Stormcloak hands, Godwin became part of the line of fortifications that made up the defences of Haafingar; a long wall and series of fortresses that came to be known as “Tullius’s line”. The remainder of his time in the Legion was spent at one of the many border forts as commander of the garrison, with his friend Streverus as his second-in-command. During this time, he saved General Cassius Stonehold, transferred from High Rock, from a Stormcloak ambush on the road to Solitude and befriended him. At the request of Cassius, he had been selected to lead a fresh unit of legionnaires in the Last Legion, his unit being a combination of new recruits and members from his garrison (notably Streverus, again fulfilling the role as his second). After the massacre along the White River, Godwin finds himself the highest ranking survivor. His priorities now are simple; to find General Cassius, dead or alive, and bring the survivors back home.
disturbing
Spoiler
Name: Streverus Khain
Age:25
six:Male
Race: Redguard
Psychical Appearance: Streverus is slightly above average height standing at 6'2. It's safe to say that Streverus is just about average in every other way. He is neither thin nor bulky, not handsome but not ugly. He's the kind of man that wont stick out in a crowd. The only thing that would strike the Redguard as unusual would be his light brown(almost auburn) hair that is uncommon in Redguards. Streverus typically wears a mask of neutrality and cold determination on his face and is slow to smile.
Facial Features: The Redguard has light skin for his race and even lighter auburn hair. His brown eyes are blank and uninterested. He keeps himself clean shaven and his hair at the maximum length allowed for the Legion. He is exceptionally ordinary looking.
Skills: Streverus prefers fighting with spears and halberds(1) with a small shield (2) He is fast on his feet and very agile(3) He has a scimitar as a backup weapon but he is not as proficient with it as he is with pole style weapons(4) Streverus wears medium armor that leaves him mobile but also decently protected(5). Streverus also knows some useful alchemical skills but that;s as far as his magical prowess extends.(6) The Redguard is also an above average horseman and is proficient at mounted combat(7)
1- Spears
2- Block
3- athletics
4- One handed
5- Medium armor
6- Alchemy
7- Mounted combat
Armour and clothing: Streverus wears standard Legion issued medium armor. When unarmored, he wears Alikr garments. The Redguard also has a black bandanna that he wears on his forehead.
Weapons:A steel halberd and a scimitar. Small mithril shield.
Misc:Alchemical ingredients and a handful of potions. As well as a waterskin jug and a gold necklace.
Personality: Streverus is a slacker at heart and puts as little effort possible into his actions. That doesn't make him a bad soldier however. He is loyal and will try with all of his might to keep his comrades alive. The Redgaurd tends to hide between a veil of aloofness. He can be seen as a bit distant and often prefers solitude to company. Streverus is a great tactician and his last minute decision making was what kept him alive through the massacre.
History: Streverus was born in Sentinal and lived an unremarkable childhood. Like a lot of Redguards, Streverus had a liking towards the sea and enlisted in the Legion Navy as soon as he could. He survived three naval encounters with pirates and Stormcloaks and was moved to Skyrim when his talents as a foot soldier were realized. He fought several small skirmishes with the stormcloaks but that changed he fateful day the little insurrection escalated into a full blown war.
Steverus fought beside Godwin Barrowblade at the First Siege of Whiterun. The Redguard fought brave and hard, and him and Godwin became friends. He fought beside his ally in many battles for the the Legion and when Godwin was given command of a unit he made Steverus his second in commandThe battle went poorly and Severus was seperated from his unit and now lays in a pile of his dead comrades. Waiting for a chance to regroup with his surviving allies.
Name: Streverus Khain
Age:25
six:Male
Race: Redguard
Psychical Appearance: Streverus is slightly above average height standing at 6'2. It's safe to say that Streverus is just about average in every other way. He is neither thin nor bulky, not handsome but not ugly. He's the kind of man that wont stick out in a crowd. The only thing that would strike the Redguard as unusual would be his light brown(almost auburn) hair that is uncommon in Redguards. Streverus typically wears a mask of neutrality and cold determination on his face and is slow to smile.
Facial Features: The Redguard has light skin for his race and even lighter auburn hair. His brown eyes are blank and uninterested. He keeps himself clean shaven and his hair at the maximum length allowed for the Legion. He is exceptionally ordinary looking.
Skills: Streverus prefers fighting with spears and halberds(1) with a small shield (2) He is fast on his feet and very agile(3) He has a scimitar as a backup weapon but he is not as proficient with it as he is with pole style weapons(4) Streverus wears medium armor that leaves him mobile but also decently protected(5). Streverus also knows some useful alchemical skills but that;s as far as his magical prowess extends.(6) The Redguard is also an above average horseman and is proficient at mounted combat(7)
1- Spears
2- Block
3- athletics
4- One handed
5- Medium armor
6- Alchemy
7- Mounted combat
Armour and clothing: Streverus wears standard Legion issued medium armor. When unarmored, he wears Alikr garments. The Redguard also has a black bandanna that he wears on his forehead.
Weapons:A steel halberd and a scimitar. Small mithril shield.
Misc:Alchemical ingredients and a handful of potions. As well as a waterskin jug and a gold necklace.
Personality: Streverus is a slacker at heart and puts as little effort possible into his actions. That doesn't make him a bad soldier however. He is loyal and will try with all of his might to keep his comrades alive. The Redgaurd tends to hide between a veil of aloofness. He can be seen as a bit distant and often prefers solitude to company. Streverus is a great tactician and his last minute decision making was what kept him alive through the massacre.
History: Streverus was born in Sentinal and lived an unremarkable childhood. Like a lot of Redguards, Streverus had a liking towards the sea and enlisted in the Legion Navy as soon as he could. He survived three naval encounters with pirates and Stormcloaks and was moved to Skyrim when his talents as a foot soldier were realized. He fought several small skirmishes with the stormcloaks but that changed he fateful day the little insurrection escalated into a full blown war.
Steverus fought beside Godwin Barrowblade at the First Siege of Whiterun. The Redguard fought brave and hard, and him and Godwin became friends. He fought beside his ally in many battles for the the Legion and when Godwin was given command of a unit he made Steverus his second in commandThe battle went poorly and Severus was seperated from his unit and now lays in a pile of his dead comrades. Waiting for a chance to regroup with his surviving allies.
Captainrex
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Name: Damon Bear
Gender: Male
Age: 28
Race: Half Breton-Half Nord
Rank: Milite (Regular Soldier)
Skills: Damon is skilled with the use of two-handed weaponry, light armour, archery, basic Restoration and smithing.
General Appearance: http://www.blogcdn.com/www.joystiq.com/media/2012/06/gearsbairdsmirk530px.jpg
Weapons: Damon wields a steel great sword, an Imperial bow and a dagger.
Armour/Clothing: Damon wears light Legion armour with a green cloak.
Personality: Damon is pretty much a smart ass, a trait that has seen him be demoted and promoted many a time.
History: Damon was born in the slums of Windhelm, his was the bastard to Torbjorn Shatter-Shield, and his mother was the household maid. After he was born he and his mother were thrown out by Lady Shatter-Shield.
As soon as he fifteen Damon ran away from Windhelm and found himself in Falkreath, there he made a home and at the onset of the civil war. While in Falkreath he got to know the Jarl’s steward a bit too well, he was thrown into the jail and was given a choice. Death or join the Legion. Damon joined the Legion.
He was given under the care of an old unit of veterans but he was taken cared from by an legionnaire called Brom, at first Damon despised him and gave him plenty of trouble. But the two got to know each other and became sword brothers.
Along with Brom and the rest of the unit Damon was sent off to be part of the Legio Extremum. It was a chance for him to show his superiors his worth and even given the chance of rising to the rank of Decurion. But after a surprise attack the Legio is all but gone, Brom dead, and Damon must now trust a lone Centurion if he hopes to survive.
Name: Damon Bear
Gender: Male
Age: 28
Race: Half Breton-Half Nord
Rank: Milite (Regular Soldier)
Skills: Damon is skilled with the use of two-handed weaponry, light armour, archery, basic Restoration and smithing.
General Appearance: http://www.blogcdn.com/www.joystiq.com/media/2012/06/gearsbairdsmirk530px.jpg
Weapons: Damon wields a steel great sword, an Imperial bow and a dagger.
Armour/Clothing: Damon wears light Legion armour with a green cloak.
Personality: Damon is pretty much a smart ass, a trait that has seen him be demoted and promoted many a time.
History: Damon was born in the slums of Windhelm, his was the bastard to Torbjorn Shatter-Shield, and his mother was the household maid. After he was born he and his mother were thrown out by Lady Shatter-Shield.
As soon as he fifteen Damon ran away from Windhelm and found himself in Falkreath, there he made a home and at the onset of the civil war. While in Falkreath he got to know the Jarl’s steward a bit too well, he was thrown into the jail and was given a choice. Death or join the Legion. Damon joined the Legion.
He was given under the care of an old unit of veterans but he was taken cared from by an legionnaire called Brom, at first Damon despised him and gave him plenty of trouble. But the two got to know each other and became sword brothers.
Along with Brom and the rest of the unit Damon was sent off to be part of the Legio Extremum. It was a chance for him to show his superiors his worth and even given the chance of rising to the rank of Decurion. But after a surprise attack the Legio is all but gone, Brom dead, and Damon must now trust a lone Centurion if he hopes to survive.
