This is an inn RP, obviously, it takes place in the Roxey Inn, north of the Imperial City. You can only leave if you obtain a quest.
You can get quests by PM'ing me and I'll answer back ASAP, they'll usually be just killing off goblins, getting some items etc.
After I've sent yoou the PM you can ask Malene the barwoman for any jobs and then control her based on the quest I sent you.

RULES:
No OOC flaming or arguements, leave it all for PM's or the RP.
No killing characters apart from a quest unless you PM them and ask personally.
Keep OOC posts to a minimum.
You can be any race you want, I'm not picky
You can be strong, but not ultimately uber.
Malene is not killable, dont even attack her

No CS's! START NOW!

It was early in the morning, and an Altmer was rushing to get to the Roxy Inn. He walked through the door looking cold and pale. He was about 6,2. He had red eyes and black hair. He was wearing a large Fortify Intelligence robe and he had a daedric tanto in his belt. Also attached to his belt was a pouch of grand soul gems and a Restore magika potion. On his back was an Addimintum(sp?) Claymore enchanted with a strong frost enchantment.
He walked over to the bar and sat down. He looked around the room and didn't see anyone else but him and the barkeeper. Considering it was so early he wasn't surprised. He asked the bar keeper " Can i have a glass of your finest ale please"

"Why certainly." said the barkeeper as she reached for a glass.

"Ah, Malene." Said Firenze, walking over to her and pecked her on the cheek, making her blush. He walked around the front of the bar in his simple civvie clothes, a simple pair of grey trousers and a black cloth shirt, although the shirt diid contrast slightly with his bright white hair.
"So, could you be a dear and heat me up some gruel, I'd help you do it myself but my leg's still hurting up a storm." He asked her, taking hold of her hand.
"Of course Firenze." She replied after handing anothter patron a drink. She turned and left the main bar room then went into an extended kitchen area.
"Hey there friend." He smiled, offering his hand to shake to the man sitting next to him.

Tsuari sat silently in the meadow west of the bar known as the Roxey Inn. The Breton had been staying there for sometime, on a bit of R&R. The simple red Akidogi with the emblem of his clan in blazing gold on its back. The Breton was rather handsome looking,with long black hair and tan skin,his clean cut jaw was strong and his brown eyes held certain confidence. The rather plain black lacquered sheath to the silver katana sat across the man's knees as he sat indian style. The wind blew softly and the sun was barely beginning to rise. When more patorns arrived the man would go into the bar to relax as the calming ability of voices wash over him.



Urukbarr awoke as the copper bell that chimes when new patrons arrive went off. Standing out of bed and stomping his feet into the heavy boots he crosses his massive frame to the closet pulling on a gray rabbit fur jerkin. Walking out into the narrow hallway then down the stairs into the main room Urukbarr lifts a stool and sets it by the door. Crossing his massive arms about his chest he sits awaiting more patrons.

I don't think I can be bothered re-introducing my character for the third time...

Okay, screw it, can a mod please lock this, no-ones even posting anymore