Can you write what your character did as a sort of journal?

Sure, go nuts

Day three:
Entry one: After cleansing this wretched gore from my weary limbs in the river I've started to consider the best in all my experiences.
I looked out from the little docks with little treasures, the unusual flora that that sing to my mind to the the gentle lapping the river makes on the sun kissed shore.
Morte however was more keen on chasing mudcrabs, trying to race them against each other, the dirty rotter made twenty coins from me!! ughh nevermind he is the lucky one.
Entry two: Strolled along the road heading turnwise with the sun http://i1098.photobucket.com/albums/g376/Indep/Ashkailai%20Oblivion%20pics/ScreenShot34.jpg, lots and loads of ruins in this land, they make wondrous shelter for the nigh.
Gloin seem a frequent hazard in these ancient forts, and seeminly take prisoners!, rescued some, but driven mad by signs of torture turned on Morte and myself, absolution was called for... A pity.

Day four:
Entry one: Our travels led to encounters with local enforcement patrols, Lovely, helpful people..
Many strong and proud ladies among them hurrah, Naughty rude coments from Morte ignored of course. http://i1098.photobucket.com/albums/g376/Indep/Ashkailai%20Oblivion%20pics/ScreenShot33.jpg
Entry two: Taking a long breathtaking glance across a tremendous bridge.
A strange beastial creature approached, a little like a rakshasa in appearence, it had a tail hehe of woe http://i1098.photobucket.com/albums/g376/Indep/Ashkailai%20Oblivion%20pics/ScreenShot38.jpg.
Took pity on such a forlorn creature and gave freely of purse, Morte muttered something like "svcker", one ignored him.
Entry three: A traveling patrol passed shortly, was delighted to see my new friend and he were old compatriots in glories past, vry heart warming http://i1098.photobucket.com/albums/g376/Indep/Ashkailai%20Oblivion%20pics/ScreenShot39.jpg.
Entry four: Found shelter at a camp to lay oyr heads to rest for fourty winks.
Wildman objected but Morte talked him out of it hoho.

Revan's Journal: Entry 1

I awoke lying face down on cold hard stone with a sickening pain in my head. Groggily I sat up and realised I had been lying in a pool of blood. I tried to remember how I got here but nothing came back. I tried to remember my name, again nothing. I dimly took in my surroundings; I was in, what looked to be a jail. Great.

“Revaaaaaaaaaaan” taunted a voice in the cell opposite. I looked up and saw a Dark Elf leering at me, pure unjustified loathing in his eyes. I glanced around my cell to see who he was talking to but I was alone, which meant he was talking to me.

“Revan?” I replied as coherently as I could.

“That’s your name tree hugger. Hit on the head by a branch?” he laughed.

“Feels like it” I muttered, tentatively touching the back of my head. The back of my head felt soft and there was dried blood matted in my hair.

“The guards attacked you for no reason. It certainly did liven things up in here.” Again he broke into a mirthless laugh and I slumped against the wall, my head swimming and the rest of his words where lost to me.

Sometime later I head the creak as a heavy door was opened, heard the chink of armour and the soft whisper of voices, like a snake slipping across dry leaves.
“Here come the guards for round two! This time you’re going to die!” He smiled gleefully at the thought and I had to wonder for his mental health. The guards sure enough stopped outside my cell and I forced myself to stand up. I would take the torture like a true Elf. I stumbled across the room to the gate just as the guards kicked it open, and was sent flying back to the wall … Which I banged my head off of. Tears invading my eyes I looked up to see an old man peering at me and the old man introduced himself as the emperor. What type of place was this that emperors came to witness beatings? What crime had I committed that was deserving of this? I momentarily blanked out and realised he had been talking to me. I nodded hoping that was the right reply. It seemed to be; the guards opened a hidden passage in my cell and disappeared down it. Clutching my head I followed.

The pain pulsating in my head was so intense I was unable to even defend myself when a bunch of what looked like red ninjas attacked us. I meekly sat down. If I died i died. Fortunately for me the ninjas were concentrating on the old man, the emperor. This pattern repeated for a considerable amount of time until the emperor (Uriel his name was) turned around to speak to me. I tried to listen as best I could, and I heard a load of rubbish about destiny and gods and again I nodded my eyes unfocused. I wondered idly whether I was going to suffer brain damage.

We proceeded into a small room, but we were attacked by the ninjas again. One of the guards commanded me to guard the emperor with my life. Fat chance I thought as I settled down before the emperor rudely threw a necklace at me with a piece the size of a fist in the centre. A passage in the wall slid open and yet another ninja appeared. I started to wonder if there was an army of them here. I simply watched as the ninja ran out from his hiding place and clubbed the emperor with a mace. I heard the thud. Then that hyper guard ran back into the room and killed him and started to question me. I showed him the amulet and he gave me a key and sent me on my way with instructions to give a man named Jauffre the necklace and i considered it's selling price briefly. I followed the tunnel to a sort of well, where I slipped down into the sewers. Once i was safley down it I collapsed, physically exhausted. Blood loss does that to you. I closed my eyes for a rest and slipped into unconsciousness.

I awoke what seemed like hours later feeling a lot better, and the rest of my journey went by in a blur of flying rats and anorexic goblins. I finally reached the end of the tunnel and literally glimpsed light at the end of it. I ran out into the sunlight, collapsed onto the grass and let a smile creep onto my face as a warm delicate breeze played across it.

Sorry if there is mistakes in this guys. Quite late and i forced myself to get the start out. I tried to make it as much of mine as i could and that does mean that the characters text changes. Hopefully you got a shrewd idea of what my charatcer is like. Next entries will be ALOT better, i promise!

Not within the game (mods notwithstanding). Outside the game of course you certainly can and I might offer that it can help immerse you into the adventures of your character. It could be as simple as the great running entries you see in a thread such as this, or as elaborate as the full blown fan fiction that is the journal of my character (linked below in my signature). :foodndrink:

Edit: Lol. I see you were posting a story as I was posting this!

Love the story Arrow, Revan seems to be fleshed out wonderfully, bravo a great read.

Thanks! I didnt enjoy writing that piece at all, as there is basically no freedom to write with. Everything at the start has to be in a jail, has to be mythic dawn around, has to have the emperor being killed ... Boring! lol.

Edit: Sounds so depressing! To lighten it up i am really looking forward to writing more of Revans exploits...

I strolled onto the priory property shortly after parting with Antus, enjoying the warmth of the sun upon my face and body. I was met by a stable tender who told me that the Jauffre guy could be found in the library. Great, a bookworm. I hoped he wouldn't start educating on me. As I walked into the study, the elderly bald man approached me.

"Good morning, I am Jauffre. How may I help you?"
"Well....I sorta have this...thing for you," I muttered as I reached into the top of my leather cuirass.
"Mylady, PLEASE! This is a priory, and I am not allowed such liberties!"
"What?..Oh! No no no, I just have this amulet for you!"
"Oh by the Nine, you had my heart racing there for a moment. Wait, what is this?? It's the King's Amulet! Where did you get that??"

I went on to tell the old geezer what had happened, hoping he would let me go about my business now that I had delivered the amulet as I had promised the Emperor. To my great surprise he knew all about the Emperor's bastard child, and not only that: He also felt it was my job to go meet with him and hand over the darned amulet! Since he wasn't about to let me leave without promising to do so, I agreed to carry on with the task. I didn't tell him I had other things planned first, and I left the priory to go explore the city of Chorrol. Though not the size of Imperial City it was still a city of some beauty and magnitude. I pawned off some of my loot at the local smith, but saved the valuables for Maro Rufus in Imperial City. I was pretty sure he had taken a fancy to me since I seemed to get very good deals there, and he kept asking me if he could come see me house. I definitely need to spruce it up a bit before I consider any kind of company, but I reckon his main interest lies in my sleeping area.

I spent the day in Chorrol and the night at the Grey Mare before making making my way south to Imperial City the next day. Just as I had thought, Maro offered me good prices for the loot I had gathered and I went straight over to the Three Brothers to buy some furniture.

The next two days I spent decrating my house, and it was finally starting to feel like http://i51.tinypic.com/av4iyr.jpg.

I also put in a bit of http://i54.tinypic.com/29nf8nq.jpg to get used to the new long sword and armor I had acquired.

Rainman did a lot of dungeon diving with the help of Jephre's minions. They help so much haha.

isnt there a mod KYOMA or whatnots that allows u to write a journal or book in game?

i read this somewhere... in time...

No idea, you could just write it here. Unless you like writing something and then reading it later and then probably not reading it again for a while.

Tobias got very badly injured from one of those blasted legionares
Thank Azura that the good people of borderwatch saved him. He is enjoying his stay there, he tries his best not to start petting Ri'Bassa but his memories of his childhood got the better of him, to his surprise Khajjits purr like his kitten use to! You learn some thing new every day

fascinating stuff guys , if only I was able to write good ill start a journal but I svck at writing.
Morte, that name is so familiar, A skull with greenish fire and a zombie thing with cornrows (I think thats how you say it) come to mind.

Awesome opening scene Arrow! I like the style, and the fact that Revan also considered selling the stinking amulet =)

jep, i use kyoma journals.

He slept, ad he pickpocketed a lot. My new thief is so good

* * *
Dogs, engulfed in fire, illuminated the night sky as they plummeted from the stars. "NOOO!" I screamed. Their howls of tortured pain only ceased as they thudded to their deaths on the hard dirt and cobblestones in the heart of Borderwatch.

I ran past several Khajiit that scurried through the town, as they yowled in fear. From over my shoulder came the words, "The K'Sharra has come true! We are doomed!"

Oh, Dear Mara, what have I done? I raced from the center of town into the eastern tree line.

With the light of burning dogs behind me and my eyes streaming tears, I couldn't see as I crashed and scrambled through the forest. Thorns jumped from the underbrush and punished me as they tore through cloth and buckskin into elfskin. My frantic rush continued, until I tripped in the darkness and tumbled downhill.

* * *

Its ok Buffy everyone makes mistakes *hug* That part of the journal actually made me hate Sheo, heck even Jericho who is Sheogoraths Champion decided to leave the Shivering Isle.
And Tobias lives in Borderwatch and he knows what will happen if he does that quest so he will never do it because he loves the people there.

Tobias meet Jericho (Jericho is the CoC) in Borderwatch, they ended up having a massive fight, since Tobias hates Imperials and he believes that it was Jericho fault for the oblivion crisis , so yea anyway somehow it ended up with them sleeping with each other. Yes I am baffled and confused about how it happen :/, Tobias just told me that Imperials are knowed to be able to persuade people for a reason.

I haven't played Oblivion in a looooooong time. I usually delete my characters when I get bored, so if I ever want to play again, it'll be from square one....

By Tor and the Snow Dog...

Did you find Xanadu?

Edit: Wow, wall of text! Wasn't expecting to write that much, sorry =/. That's the price of my character coming to life I suppose.

Hanging around on the waterfront for a few days led me to get to know my neighbors a bit. And make the house look a lot better!

Puny Angus apparently sleeps in the open on a bedroll! He seems a nice fellow, down on his luck, and I'm considering letting him use my shack while I'm not there. I'll have to get to know him a bit better first, though, so I payed him a few coins to help me out with repairing the roof as it was in poor condition.

Isleif is a Redguard who lives right across the street from me, very generous apparently. I've seen him with another Redguard fellow, Jair, and I suppose they share the place as it's pretty big. We talked for a long time and hung out at the beach, and I think we'll be good friends.

Also across the street from me lives a Dunmer woman, Myvrana, or something like that. She looks kinda creepy to me, and she keeps mostly to herself. I've only talked to her once very briefly.

In the big house opposite mine lives two brothers and a sister, the Kvinchals. I've heard them argue more than once, and I don't think they get along. I've only talked briefly to Vlanarus, but he gave me the impression my suspicions are correct. He was nice enough to welcome me to the waterfront, though.

Right next to me lives some tall, dark and handsome guy. I don't know his name, and I've only seen him once, leaving his house at night. I'd like to know more about him, so I guess I'll have to find out who's the gossip monger on the waterfront and get all the dirt on everybody.

I've also seen a couple of orcs around, but I'm not sure if they live here or not.

Anyway, a lot seems to be going on here, and even though it's a pretty run-down area, I like it. The people are friendly even though times are tough.

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Last night I was walking back from the Bloated Float after some dinner and a few ales. As I was walking past Puny Angus sleeping on his bedroll, I noticed the tall guy from next door standing down behind the large abandoned shack holding a torch. I walked over to say hi, and he didn't seem surprised to see me. We pvssyd for a bit, his name is Armand, and by the way he was looking me up and down I don't think I'll have any problems getting to know him.

After a short while we were joined by a girl named Methredhel and some lizard guy, and it became apparent to me that this was some kind of meeting I had crashed. The talk turned to the Grey Fox, whom I had seen wanted posters for all over town, and apparently this was a Thieves Guild meeting! I had no idea thieves had guilds, but there it was. I quickly figured out by Armand's speech that most of the inhabitants on the waterfront were probably in one way or another involved with the thieves guild. He also told us that through them was the only way to fence stolen loot. Come to think of it I did have some items stashed that weren't exactly..legal. In that moment I decided that being part of their guild might serve me well in getting in with the people around here, and also making some coin on those items I had stashed. But it wasn't that easy. He would only accept one of us, and he posed us a test to see who it would be. We had to steal a diary of sorts from a rich chap in town. I had hoped to put my criminal days behind me, but this seemed harmless enough as he clearly stated that no one was to be hurt. If this was a diary, the guy I was supposed to take it from should have no problems recreating it, so I agreed.

Fortunately I remembered Angus telling me about this guy while he was helping me work on the house, so I went home, slipped into something more suitable for the job, and made my way to his house. I made sure none of the guards saw me go there. I was pretty nervous as I got there, but I got the door opened and sneaked into the room, only to find the Methredhel girl jumping out a window with the book under her arm, laughing at me. As she did that, I heard noises from upstairs and I rushed out the front door, almost knocking a city guard over on my way. Fortunately he was surprised and confused and I managed to escape back to the waterfront. Darn it! That wasn't how I had hoped it would go! Now I would have to try and get the book from Methredhel before midnight so I can give it to Armand.

I roused Angus from his sleep and for a few coins he told me that Methredhel lived right here on the waterfront! I staked out her house, and when I was sure she was asleep I sneaked in and stole the book back from her. I'll have to admit that at that moment it felt kinda good to be bad since no one got hurt in the process.

The sun was coming up by then, and I rushed to my house, locked the door and pushed the cabinet in front of it. Then I went to sleep, eagerly anticipating the midnight meeting with Armand.

That night I carefully, and armed, walked over to the meeting place and found Armand and Methredhel already there. I handed the book over to Armand, who praised my efforts, welcomed me to the guild and gave me a sly smile and a wink with a comment about an 'initiation meeting' at his house. Methredhel was a good sport and congratulated me. I suspect I'll be seeing more of her. She's in the same situation as me, and also looking to make her name in the world. The three us of went to the Float for a drink and pvssyd into the wee hours of the morning. I think Armand will probably let Methredhel into the guild as well as he also invited her to our initiation meeting...

Phoss I'm loving Camarilla's adventures :tops: .
Ok no wall of text today, as I've allready written it down in game I'll just post the screens, which will save space as well..
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First pic now the actual one I intended to post!

the skull on the pillow is just too funny!

I started a new character, a thief/assassin Argonian named Skree-Tal. (freelance thief/assassin. He follows his own creed)

So far, he's sitting in the jail awaiting me to start the game!

EDIT: Don't worry, I still have Gregreo's file and will still continue to play it. I just got bored of it. I think after I give Jauffree the Emperor's bling, I'll pretend that Skree-Tal and Gregreo live in the same universe, but they don't ever cross paths. As to how Skree-Tal interacts with events and characters that supposidly Gregreo interacted with (like Lucien Lachance)? Simply pretend they're someone else that closely resembles that person. It might be difficult, but its doable.

I present to you, my friends at gamesas forums, my first journal-esque entry of the highlight of Tetsu's day. Meeting Mazoga, everyones favorite orc.
I apologize beforehand, it won't be as amazing as everyone else's stories.


"Can, that be road?" Tetsu asked himself. After what felt like years of exploring Blackwood, he emerges victorious, One slaver camp has been exterminated. No slaves could be freed, however.
"Well, I sure hope they got a nice bed for me there.. And a merchant with deep pockets.." Tetsu thought as he opened the gate to Leyawiin. The town was its usual busy self. After conversing with some of the townsfolk, he enters the weapons shop.
"Welcome, Breton friend, to my shop! Just arriving here, nice shiny Katanas of all grades, Daedric to iron! Can I interest you in any?" Tetsu then pondered to himself. I could use a One handed weapon.. This Claymore is amazing, but a nice light attack could even up the score occasionally. Digging through his backpack, he finds he can afford a Silver Katana. He knows that it would be best, It could kill Ghosts and Will o the wisps, and isn't too weak to get him killed.
"I'll take the Silver Katana, my good man." Tetsu told the Argonian. The Argonian shopkeep glady made the transaction, and bought some of the items burdening the Adventurer.

Now what, Hmm, I should visit the castle. Tetsu made the travel to the castle, it was a beautiful sight, compared to drafty and creepy caves. As he opened the main door, he was greeted by the local guard, and congratulated for his heroic actions. Words of his exploits at the Slaver's camp must of reached the city. He walked towards the count, when an Orc, one more beautiful than he has seen, caught his eyes. She asked him in a rude manner,"Are you the count?"
"I'm not, sorry." He replied, she gave him a look of scorn. He then hastily scurried along to the Count.
"Welcome, Breton Hero, to my fair city of Leyawiin. The good news of your work rescuing the slaves at Black Dog Camp reached here shortly before you did. But I digress, perhaps, you would like to do a service for us as well?" Tetsu decided to listen to the Count, he was a hero to this man after all.
"Good, You have noticed that Orc in the courtyard, I am wondering why she is here, but until I can be sure she is not dangerous, I need a brave hero to investigate, This is where you come in. Take this signed document, to prove I sent you." Tetsu nodded his head, and said."No problem, sir. I will get to the bottom of this."

Tetsu walks back to Mazoga. "You again, I have no time for fools, only the count, or someone who speaks for him." Tetsu flashed the notice. "Well, I'll be, the count sent you. But before I tell you information, be aware that I am a Knight, and you will address me as Sir Mazoga. Now, let me hear you call me Sir Mazoga." Tetsu said as he was told, he was bent on figuring out this Orc's story. "Good, manners will get you someplace, Breton, now listen up. There is a hunter in this town, Weebam-Na, Find him, and bring him to me. I require his assistance." Tetsu embarked in the town, no idea where to find Weebam-Na in this city. He is a hunter, maybe those shacks in the center of town, after all, the Nobles own the larger houses. Following his instinct, he knocked on doors, asking if Weebam-Na was inside them. After the third shack, he found who he was seeking. Weebam-Na agreed to visit with Mazoga, after giving a particularly disgusting recipe involving the part of a deer not meant for eating.

"Sir Mazoga, Weebam-Na will be here in a few moments." Tetsu reported to the orc Knight. "Good, you are good looking, and useful. A nice combination." Weebam-na entered the castle in a manor, as if he was avoiding someone. "I have come, because this young man has told me you need my advice. So let us hear it." Weebam-Na said in a harsh tone.
"You know where Fisherman's Rock is, right? Mark it on my map, and take me there now, and You, young Breton, can tag along if you wish."
"Well, its north of Leyawiin, about a six hour walk. There's a camp of rough looking sorts, so why you want to go there is beyond me, so unless you give me a good reason, I will stay here."
"Worthless Argonian, I will go with my new friend here, then. Take this sack of 25 Septims, you did tell me where it is after all, and you, rest up, we leave at dawn." Tetsu nodded in response.

The sun arose, and shortly after, Tetsu felt a force shaking him. He awoke to Mazoga's face telling him to get up. Tetsu awoke rather fast, and looked over at a table, with a nice breakfast spread out on it. "Eat up, and gear up. We must visit a man named Mogens Wind-shifter. And don't kill him, unless I give a signal first. That is if such measures are needed." Tetsu did as told, which was strange, Tetsu rarely listened to people, unless he had feeling for them. An hour later, the two stood at the gates of Leyawiins Western Gate. They embarked on the six hour trek. Fighting the few foes that dare stood in their way. "Well we are here, now go make nice with his friends, and if I ive the signal, be in a position to kill them quickly." Tetsu nodded, and made nice with the hunters.

"Hello, Mogens. Remember me? You killed my friend and now I am here to kill you."
"Haha, Little orc, You and your Breton lover there really expect to defeat us? Thats some nice clothes he's got there, and his Claymore will fetch a nice price in shops."
"Alright, Tetsu, Time to kill them." Mazoga roared. The three friends of Mogens laugh, but suddenly feel the life escape their bodies. Tetsu's claymore slices through these peons swiftly. "Ha, they were weak, I could kill you with my bare hands." Mogens edged towards Tetsu, forgetting all about Mazoga, a fatal mistake. A shiver went up Mogens spine, he looked down, a Silver Katana glistened in his blood. Tetsu wondered where she got this Silver Katana, when he realizes his load felt lighter. "Heh, Sorry Tetsu, I thought I'd borrow this. In case of Will o the wisps." Tetsu laughed,and told her "Keep it, Mazoga. You need a sword that can harm the will o the wisps more than I do." With Mogens and his band of thieves dead. The two journey back to Leyawiin.

"Wait here, I will tell the count everything."
"Don't keep me waiting too long, you hear?"
"Yes, Sir Mazoga."

"Ahh Tetsu, my friend, I was wondering if you would ever return. What is the story with that Orc?" The count asked Tetsu.
"She was here to get directions to Fisherman's Rock, and avenge her friend killed by Mogens Wind-shifter. We were successful in our task."
"Glad to hear, such a Noble act, you two would make great Knight Errants, Come back to me tomorrow to hear more of my offer."

Tetsu went to Mazoga, "The count is glad to hear you came here for such a noble deed, if we return here tommorow, he will tell us about what we can do to become Knight Errants."
Mazoga smiled, and the two went back to the Inn.

Yep, quite a wall of text, and I hope you enjoyed the tale of Mazoga from Tetsu's prospective. And yes, there might be a thing between the two

Mancannoron decapitated an Imperial Guard with a lightsaber while eating a pienapple, my quest was modding, been a long time with a lot of reinstallations, worth every second