Kritikal Strike:Name: Anne
Age: 16
Race: Imperial
Appearance: Anne is a pretty young woman with thick, light brown hair, pulled back into a ponytail and large brown eyes. She is a short woman, standing at only five feet, three inches with a thin frame. She has no noticeable scars except for a few on her legs from accidentally falling as a child.
Clothing/Armour: Anne usually wears dark blue leggings with a soft violet long sleeved tunic. She also wears a violet ribbon that she ties to her ponytail.
Weapons: A short steel scimitar.
Skills: Cooking, Singing, Self Defence
Weaknesses: Anne is relatively weak and can't defend against large opponents. Often gets scared easily. If she tries to use magic she often gets hurt as she has great difficulty controlling it.
Personality: Anne is very kind to those she knows. She tends to be very shy around strangers but is very friendly to people once she gets to know them. She also tends to keep a lot to herself and spends most of her time thinking rather than speaking about her problems.
History: Anne never knew her father. She was raised by her very caring mother and even took on a job when she was fourteen to help lessen the burden on her mother. When she was ten, she learned that she could conjure fire at will. But she soon found out that this could get out of hand very quickly. She was playing with fire one morning when all of a sudden a large fireball erupted from her hand cause the building next to her to catch on fire. She never told anyone about this and never attempted to use fire again.
When she learned that magic users were wanted people, she tried desperately to hide the fact that she could use magic, leading to her introverted side. When her mother died, she began to prepare for her journey to Skingrad.
Adam of Morrowind:Name: Albert Le Von Grellor VII
Nickname: "Dusk Wind-Rider"
Age: 46
Birthsign: The Aprentice
Race: Breton
Appearance: hes a fairly tall breton, stands at 5 ft 7, brown short hair, slicked back, hes thin, doesnt eat much, hes fit, smooth skin and a bright complexion in his skin when in the sun light, has an average face, looks like the typical adventurer
Clothing/Armour: iron armor burgundy silk matching clothes, burgundy pants, burgundy shirt, iron chest plate over the shirt, greaves over his pants, boots covering his feet and shins, iron plated bracers on his forearm, and leather gloves covering his hands, and has a rough thick cloack that is sewn attached to the iron to protect his backside and is used to protect him during blizards, sandstorms, rain storms, the unique ability of his cloak is it keeps the heat out on hot days and has a hood
Weapons: a steal short sword and a iron spear
Magic Abilities:
Destruction:
Lightning Touch
Thunder Bolt
Shock
Lightning Wall (creates lightning to make a wall and stops projectiles and lightning attacks)
Lightning Illusion (lightning bolts used to make diversions, lightning spewing across the battlefield in all directions, easy to perform but everytime it exhuasts his strength, but gives him enough time to escape)
Lightning charge (a abilitity he uses 24/7 to store back up lightning energies into himself and ready to use in a dangerous life threatning emergencies)
Destruction/Mysticasm
Lightning Mark (he uses a lightning beacon, a little spark of energy that turns to stone, if he marks a new spot the beacon is destroyed till he sets a new marker)
Lightning Teleport (if discovered, or in life threatning situations he uses this spell and teleports in the blink of an eye as quick as lightning flashes in the sky)
Lightning Blind (he uses this when to teleport, if discovered by the public)
Restoration:
Basic Heal
Heal Cold/Fever/sickness/disease/poison
Basic Heal self
Lightning revive (he rubs his hands together and presses them against someone who's close to dying or unconcious to bring them back)
Skills: knows how to use the environment around him to his advantage, self defence, basic fighters guild training, and medium level of ability to heal, and journeymen ability to fire lightnight and use lightning to his will (but between aprentice level and journeymen level)
Weaknesses: hes not all fond of fire or frost spells, sometimes get him jump or paranoid if he comes across these kinds of magic, for someone who has had years of experience has always had years history of always falling for ilusion magic
Inventory: Basic food supplies (bread, various fruit, ale, water and very little meats) a map, compass
Personality: years of experience taught him patience and forgiveness, hes optimistic, and sometimes his anger gets the best of him, hes a very nice nice, well-mannered noble, during the day he is the noblest of nobles and during the night hes just like everyone else
History: Born Albert Le Von Grellor VII his family has a history of magic, at a young age he learned how to bend lightning to his will. And use lightning to protect him and fight for him, to boost his lightning magic abilities he uses his iron spear, he was trained in a secret camp outside of Bruma, For years they knew how to be secret, but travelers, adventurers and sometimes bruma guard come down, always blind to see magic users but they helped them with food and medicine, always offering protection inside the city walls but they always rejected that offer, saying that they can protect themselves. Albert he had the knack to conjure up lightnight very well, but one late night an accident happened, he overcharged his ablitlity store lightnight and unleashing it, he practiced it and did over again till lightning spewed into the sky, alerting the Bruma Guard and creating a becon for them to follow, when found out by the city watch, his entire family was gathering what they could to run away, Albert and his Uncle left before anyone else, Albert stayed behind and watched his home, family and the entire camp be cleared out by Bruma Soldiers and militia, he is one of the few remaining members of his family, taught to use magicka by his uncle they both managed to survive in a near-magic cleared world, Hes a Magic Sensetive person, if he uses magic it hurts his hands, his mind and sometimes exhuasts his physical strength and magical strengths so he doesnt use magic in the public, if used in the public he knows what to do, he knows potential magic users when he see's them, ordinary people who dont know how to use magicka, and few people who use it, but have hid it their entire lives, Albert one day hoping to rally these unsuspecting magic users together, one day hoping to teach the lost ways of magic to those who are willing to learn, his uncle resides in the jeral mountains in a hut, all his life he knew magic users were wanted people, he murdered guards, and soldiers to keep hiding, telling Albert that he is wanted for magic using, he has used magic only a few times, in small towns and once in Bruma, but he always manages to stay hidden. If Albert isnt travelling, hes either searching ruins to find scrolls, magical trinkets, and books, his top priority was always to find soul gems, rarely found but always a pleasure for him to find and help his uncle. Albert, infamous for riding his horse Lebros at night earned him the name Dusk Rider or just Dusk, Albert is the name he uses in the Day, he is a wanted man and is only known by Dusk. in the hutt his uncle lives in he keeps many scrolls and books of magicka that were not burned or destroyed, he plans to copy every page and scroll down when he completes his collection, if dead by old age or murdered he gave explicit instructions to Albert to carry on his work. For Years he gained allies, his uncle is a life time friend to Gregory Treall, and Albert's Uncle helps ordinary people by giving them temperorarly housing and supplies if they come to him, basicly adventurers, rare to find magic users to come across his camp, Albert also trained in the fighters guild but quit after basic training as an aprentice, he can hold his own in a fight, he kept his secret to summon lightning a secret to the public his entire life, but has only shown his allies and his uncle, but both him and his uncle are magic users of lightning.
He is currently in the Skingrad Tavern, drinking some ale, he had been summoned by Gregory Treall, his old friend but were never on good terms all their lives, but they both know they both can be trusted with secrets, summoned for some investigation about what Gregory has planned...
Sannes Vallen:Name: Soren Ceres
Race: Breton
Gender:Male
Age: 16
Appearance: http://www.path-of-radiance.info/images/dl/soren.jpg{Yes, I am a total fire emblem fan}
Armor/Apparel:Simple black-and-gold robes tied at the waist with a the leather belt that holds his scabbard and the pouch for his tome.
Weapon(s): http://www.thedaggersedge.com/images/RapierMedevil.jpg, enchanted to never break or rust, and to drain magika, as well as a brace of intermediate-level spells.
Misc Equipment:A small silver-lined grey tome fitted into a pouch on his belt that is a relic of the old arcane university. The book is enchanted to never run out of pages, opening automatically to whatever spell or note your looking for.
Class:Savant
Skills:Destruction, Mysticism, Illusion, Restoration,Conjuration, Blade, and is a skilled tactician and translator.
Short Bio: Soren was born in secret and lived in secret. He was trained from birth as a mage hunter, of course, you hunt mages with magic. So he was one of the only non-outlawed mages in existance. But he learned too much, turned against his trainers, killing seven of them before escaping into the woods. Now he's looking for the rogue mages he was trained to hunt, so he can get revenge on the new empire. His search has him not heading for skingrad, in search of a man named Gregory Taell.
Jonasvault101Name: Nelos "The Serpent" Andrethi
Age: 89
Race: Dunmer
Appearance: Looks to be about in his late twenties, dark skin covered in Daedric tattoos, stark white hair in corn-rows that flow into braids down to his mid-back, a very athletic looking man with toned muscle. The left half of his face has a Serpent tattooed on it.
Clothing/Armour: Thick gray and brown long-sleeved shirt and pants, A leather briastplate over this, an Iron pauldron over his left shoulder, both fore-arms have leather bracers covering them, Iron boots, a Black Facemask.
Weapons: An Ornate Steel cutlass, with silver filigree laid into the guard and blade. An Iron barreled musket-rifle, and a beautifully crafted double-barreled pistol with an Ivory stock and gilded bronze laid into the barrel and stock.
Skills: Cooking, Free-running, Fencing, Excels with fire-arms due to weeks of practice (almost worship), Sneaking.
Weaknesses: Sometimes Nelos can be a bit overzealous or ambitious with his plans or ideas, which can very well cost him the element of surprise, or far worse. He is quite arrogant in this manner.
Personality: A dashing man, very much like the other sea-faring rouges of legend. Nelos is ambitious, hearty, and very friendly. He is always willing to help others, be it in battle or if they simply need somebody to talk to. But, his undying hate of Redguards has gotten the better of him in the past, the nobility, as well as their soldiers, can frustrate him to the point of violence.
History: Born as an orphan to be found by an old Argonian woman, Nelos grew up in the swamps of Blackmarsh, right on the border of Cyrodiil. He grew up learning the rivers and wetlands of Blackmarsh, eventually going into the towns in order to steal things to provide for the old woman who took care of him and loved him as if he were her own hatchling. Over the years, Nelos picked up some very subtle hints about the kind old woman, like how every 13th night she would go out and meet her friends in an old cave.
Nelos discovered that his "mother" was a Glenmoril witch, and a very good one at that, respected in secret throughout the magic community. This did not hinder his love for the eccentric old woman however. Years upon years passed by, the two saw the invention of gunpowder, then the first musket, and they also saw how magicians were being hunted down by the rebellion that had taken hold of Tamriel.
Nelos, who was now a magicka sympathizer, took to the streets of Mournhold and other capital cities. He learned how to use guns with deadly proficiency, and by doing various jobs for people, he bought a ship and became a smuggler. But he smuggled no goods, but people, magicka using people. He loaded them onto his ship and smuggled them through the swamps of Blackmarsh, to a secret location, a newly-founded town which housed the runaways.
But, word somehow reached the magic-hunters, who stormed the town, and burned every single one of them at the stake. Including Nelos' beloved Argonian mother and her entire coven. Nelos escaped, and sold his ship in Anvil, finding work as a deckhand in Anvil's harbor. He recently moved to Bruma, and opened up a clothier shop.
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