Morte makes me ROFL =D. Too hilarious! He's such a bed hog!

I like the story type and writing style too, tho some of it makes no sense to me which makes it even more fun combined with the pics =)

Keep it up y'all, this is awesome!

"Morte leaps to action" - ha ha, a skull *leaping* to action.

Nice story Rolflizard! I like how people are getting into this! It's good to hear what's going on in y'alls games and how other characters perceive life in Cyrodiil. Nevermind the spoilers, it makes for great reading! =)

Here's what Camarilla has been up to:

I woke up freezing with a splitting headache, a foul taste in my mouth, and squashed up against the wall without a cover. I turned around awkwardly and realized I wasn't alone. It also wasn't my bed or my house. Next to me lay Armand and sprawled on a wolf pelt on the floor was Methredhel. I didn't see my clothes, though, so I quietly got up and sneaked out the door without waking anyone. I left the two of them to deal with that mess. Thankfully the house turned out to be Armand's, right next to mine, and it was early enough that no one was out.

When inside my own house, I quickly washed up, ate what little bit of food my stomach would accept, and packed my travel bag. This seemed a good time for me to leave town for a bit. I had to fence the hot items I'd been storing for a while, which apparently would gain me further access to the guild. I donned some armor pieces, not really aware if they matched or not, strapped my shield to my back and my sword to my hip and walked out the door. I'd have to walk this hangover off and maybe go for a quick swim later to clear my mind.

It wasn't until I had hiked a good hour on the road south and saw the two road signs I asked myself where I was actually headed. 'Skingrad'. 'Bravil'. Armand had said that the guild fence, Ongar, lived in Bravil, so I continued south.

A few days later, and feeling a lot better, I arrived at the swamp city of Bravil. It was hot and humid, and I couldn't possibly walk around in my armor, but I had left in such a hurry that I didn't pack anything else. First I'd have to find this Ongar, and then maybe he could tell me where to find a store to get some lighter clothes.

I must have asked every single person in town for this guy, but no one had ever heard about him. Then it hit me. Armand had said Bruma, not Bravil. Curse that cheap wine! It had sent my memory down the drain along with the contents of my stomach that night! Bruma is a full week north at least, and I was in no mood to make that trip. Well, I'd have to make the best of it and find my way to Bruma later. By the Nine, I'll never drink again!

I found that there was a fighter's guild in Bravil, and the young guys there were quick to offer me a room for free, all I had to do was sign up and join the guild. As I had left most of my coin at the house and couldn't afford a room at the inn, I signed the papers and went upstairs for a long nap. I also helped myself to some clothes. Very handy this guild thing.

Later, when exploring the town, I ran into a lizard woman, Kei-Up or something, who had an interesting problem. She needed my help to free her friend from a dream! At first it sounded like a hoax, but after further explanations, and seeing her friend, Henantier, with my own eyes I realized the gravity of the situation. It certainly wasn't like anything I had ever experienced before, and I agreed to help. Just as much out of my own curiosity, though, but I didn't tell her that.

She gave me a dream amulet, and I went to sleep in order to enter Henantier's dream. It was like waking up and really being awake, but at least I was aware that it was dream. It was so real. So was the bareness of my skin. The dream had stripped me of all my belongings, and here I was, http://i51.tinypic.com/21cau00.jpg with the man Henantier in nothing but my skin. It was a little awkward, but at least he was a gentleman and obviously more concerned with his predicament than me. I explained everything Kep-Ei had told me, and he seemed to be gaining some composure by then. I went about exploring the place, a weird looking damaged house, and found four doors. Each led to a scary but beautiful dreamworld which each held four different http://i54.tinypic.com/29px8yd.jpg. It took all my courage, patience, resolve and perception to complete the tests, and at the end of each was an http://i52.tinypic.com/a9rcb7.jpg of sorts, which took me back to the room I came from. After completing the fourth test we both woke up in our beds, where Kup-Ie was waiting.

We were all relieved it had worked, but it was a very surreal experience. It made me think about going back to my magic studies I had abandoned when I was younger. At least I should try and start using what I had learned back then, and maybe improve on it sometime in the future. It could be useful if I continue on this road as adventurer, which I suppose I've become.

After a few days in Bravil I had had enough of the heat, and headed back north, towards Bruma.

Skree-Tal's Dairy

Entry #1

If you are reading this, then it means I have somehow died, because otherwise you'd be dead already.

My name is Skree-Tal, an Argonian hailing from Blackmarsh. I am a shadowscale on an assignment from the Argonian court to track down a potential traitor that wishes to join the Kahjits. Intelligence agents pointed his whereabouts to the province of Cyrodill. According to my sources, I'm to meet an informant in Chorrol.

It's been three weeks since my journey began and I now rest in an inn in Chendiyhall. I know I mispelled it. No need to point it out. The Dunmners have a way of confusing the beast folk. The bards are all singing about Gregreo, the Champion of Cyrodill who helped put an end to the Oblivion Crisis. Eh, what do I care? As long as he stays out of my way, we'll both get along happily.

An orc just passed my room. What a disgusting, horrid race! It'd be better for the world if someone were to get rid of them! Moldy green, with tiny ears and large, sickly yellow eyes and the teeth! The horrid teeth protruding from the purple lips! Gods help me if my informant turns out to be an orc...

Anyway, I am tired. Tomorrow I begin the journey to Chorrol.

" I know I mispelled it. No need to point it out."

oh lord!!!!

Yeah, he's a sarcastic one. He's bad at writing Imperial English, he prefers writing in his native Argonian language..

Anyway, off to play some more Oblivion and fill in later on either his or Gregreo's adventures.

pretty hillarious, the guy carries a note and if a person 'can read it, it means he somehow died', then the spelling...

I never thought of putting humourous stuff in my character's inventory, as i take their personalities seriously, also i cannot be creative in this sense.

I know it's starting to be a running quirk in game, as for Morte leaping his barks worse than his bite.. Oh wait thats my dog!!

@Phoss, some of it's to do with me imagining how she would write the closest I came up with was a Bronte'esque character acting younger than she was.
Combined with my love of dialect, slang, bad puns ( pune's ) and Planescape lingo, and very poor spelling habits, it's a suprise anyone can understand an iota of my posts :rofl: .
I love how Caramilla is finding her own voice as well, it's as if she's coming to life in how she acts.

HeroofKvatch99, I love the blend of your characters, can't wait to see where Skree - Tal's adventures.

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Thanks. Let's see if Skree-Tal and Gregreo will cross paths one day.

Skree-Tal's Diary

Entry #2

May the Argonian court forgive me for what I am about to do.



Now for the explanation:

My informant had sent me a letter (signed anonymusly in case anyone got to it before I did) stating to meet at the Gardens of Dre...whatever at mightnight, so off I went.

It had been days since I left Chendiyhall (I will never learn how to spell it) and lo! What did I see swimming in the Rumare at midnight? My informant! And worse...He was an Orc named "Bashie" Berg gro-Bonk! Obviously this sub-race possesses low intelligence if someone like him had the word 'bashie' for the name.

He hasitly puts his outfit back onto him and smiles at me with a pathetically cheesy smile that it takes every effort to not rip it right off.

"Say!" he bellows, "You're Skree-Tal!"

"Shut up!" I hissed. "You'll spoil everything! Now tell me what I wanted to know!"

The orc laughed heartily. Has he been brained one too many times in the head?

"Skree-Tal funny! Bashie wanted to talk to you. Bashie says your guy's name is Silver-On-Winds."

"Yes, thank you." I growled. "I already knew that! Now where is Silver-On-Winds??!"

"Silver-On-Winds went to Leyawin." he said. "Silver-On-Winds headed to Bruma!"

"Bruma?" I was taken aback. Why on earth would he be going over there?

"Silver-On-Winds is with a Dunmer named Maurine Drelkook."

"Impossible. Why would an Argonian and a Dark Elf be in Bruma?"

"To pay homage to statue of course! Bashie's been there. Bashie wrote his name all over the statue's left foot! Guards fined Bashie fifteen gold. Bashie doesn't think hero of statue would mind."

Those pictures of Morte, just awesome.
And now for the second part of the Mazoga story

Tetsu awoke excited. "Great! Today, the count will tell us what we can do to become Knight Errants! Mazoga, wake up darling, wake up!"
"Huh Darling? What's that supposed to mean, eh?" Mazoga questioned in a sarcastic manner.
"Oh nothing, just messing around, my friend." Tetsu hastily replied, blushing. "The count is waiting, let us go see what our next quest is!"

So the two journey across Leyawiin, talking with some of the locals, and sharing a loaf of bread. They arrive at the castle, Mazoga waits where the two first met, she is quite nervous to meet the count, she's never heard of an Orc talking to a man of such power, so she relaxes and converses with the guards. "Ahh Tetsu, my friend! You and Mazgoa ready to become Knights of the White Stallion? Well, before I can grant you the title, you and Mazoga must defeat Black Brugo, a terrifying Bandit. His death would surely ease the dangers for the travelers of our roads. Mazoga might of dealt with him, or his peons in her shadowy past." Tetsu acknowledged the Count's words, and proceeded to ask Mazoga in a manner that wouldn't upset her.

"That moron Brugo? He is in a ruin north west of where we stand! But be warned, He is no pushover, and we might fall to him." Mazoga told Tetsu.
"Well, then I think it is better if I go alone, i wouldn't want to see anything bad happen to you, and you would still deserve your title, Your information singlehandedly spelled his death warrant, did it not?" Mazoga nodded, and proceeded to the Inn, to discuss Mudcrabs, Words of other provinces, and other matters.

Good, she will be safe in town.. I care too much to see her cut down by this bandit scum. This map she made is great, I should be there in a matter of minutes. Tetsu proceeded, careful not to alert a pack of Wolves near by.He needed every ounce of power he had to secure this title for Mazoga and himself. He slowly edged until he saw the ruins in question. Telepe, and Brugo.. What am I waiting for, best to end this now. Tetsu leaped out of the bushes, ambushing two bandit who stood guard. Luckily, he dealt with those two before they could call for reinforcements. Tetsu took the peculiar bow one of them possessed, and snuck into the ruin.

Tetsu was careful not to alert the many Bandits inside, but it couldn't be helped, one by one they charged out, firing arrows at Tetsu, dodging them by mere inches, Tetsu and his trusty Claymore made short work of these bandits. He noticed Brugo was not there, so he took an hour to get into fighting shape. That hour became 3, then 5. Tetsu stepped out, to see a terrifying bandit charge at him. He drew his claymore, as he saw the bandit fall to his knees. It appears a Will o the wisp had taken advantage of the fact Brugo had no weapon capable of slaying it. Tetsu brought the will o the wisp to it's death, and grabbed the ring that lies on Brugo's hand.

Good, I didn't have to face him. But I am sure I would of kille dhim if that Will o the wisp hadn't. Tetsu marched back to Leyawiin proud. He popped into the Inn where Mazoga was spending her time.
"Bout damn time, I might of had a bit much to drink, and that could of turned ugly, real fast.." Tetsu smilied and replied "Haha, It's all right, my friend, or should I say, Sir Mazoga,Knight Errant of the White Stallion!"
Mazoga had a large smile on her face. "Really? You did it? Oh tell me everything!" Tetsu smilied, "While I killed his goons, a Will o the wisp got the honor of the kill, but the Count doesn't need to know, does he?"

Mazoga embraced Tetsu, the two became Knight Errants, in service to Leyawiin. "Well, Mazoga, we need our rest. We have to meet the count tomorrow." In her cheery mood, she had neglected to realize it was nearly midnight. The Count was sleeping. "Heh, I suppose we should get some rest.. But they only have a room with a double bed."
"I think two Knights like us can make that work, my friend." Tetsu smiled at her, as the two went up to sleep.
(Oooo, they like each other)

Through the window of the room, the sun blazed in Tetsu's face. "Morning already? Well I didn't fall asleep until 1 am. Mazoga, wake up, we gotta meet the count, and get Knighted!" Tetsu looked around, Mazoga was nowhere to be seen. Probably walking off some back pain, I can't picture sleeping in a curiass all that comfortable. Tetsu went down stairs to see Mazoga eating her breakfast.
"Tetsu, you finally awoke! Here, get some food in that stomach, we have an important meeting in 10 minutes!" Tetsu hastily ate the Venison laid on his plate.

"Well, That is most good to hear that Brugo lies dead, you two. And true to my word, I knight thee, Sir Mazoga, and Sir Tetsu. Knigth Errants of the White Stallion." Tetsu and Mazoga thanked the count, and proceeded off to a Lodge for the prestigious order. "Tetsu, I will eb there as soon a si can, I must get a few things together first." Tetsu nodded, and rode his Paint horse to the Lodge.

"Well, this is a nice home, I might just have to display my gem collection here!" So for a good par tof an hour, Tetsu carefully laid out many gems he came across in his travels. He placed two Perfect Sapphires, his most prized possessions, on the bedposts of his and Mazoga's beds. "There we go, all shiny, and tip top! Now to wait for Mazoga to arrive." Minutes became hours, until before Tetsu knew it, it was 10 pm. Tetsu, growing worried, Bursts otu of the Lodge, Claymore ready to go, and As he proceeded to his horse he saw Mazoga, in a beautiful Blue velvet outfit petting the Horse. "Oh hello Tetsu. Oh yeah, this outfit was a gift from a seamstress for our deeds, but I dunno, I dont really like the feel of it.." Mazoga took the gown off, and to Tetsu's suprise, her Armor was on, underneath.
"What, you didn't expect a show, did ya?"
"Oh, no its not that.. its just, how you concealed your Iron armor underneath that dress with ease." Tetu said, while blushing.
"Whatever, let us get some sleep. I'll be right in, I ant to feed your horse some more grain before it goes to sleep."

Morning came again, and Tetsu awoke, a sweet smell of meat filel dthe air, and as Tetsu looked around, he saw Mazoga, Without her Curiass on. "Woah Mazoga, I didn't mean to-"

"Stop with the yelling I'm sleeping here... Well don't stare, hand me my Curiass, you pervert!" Tetsu handed her the Curiass swiftly, apologizing to her for seeing her in the open like that.
"It's ok, you enjoyed what you saw, but forget any chance of seeing that sight again." Mazoga said, in her usual Sarcastic mood. "It's partially my fault too, I forgot I had someone living here too."
The two then laughed about the situation, over breakfast. I should tell her how I feel... Who knows maybe the feeling is mutual.. But one thing for sure, probably not the best time right now... Tetsu thought to himself as he ate the Ham on his plate.

And The tale of Mazoga's Quests done!
And oooh, there most definitely is something going on between them, or he probably wouldn't be living to recall this tale, haha.

WAIT - Morte is worth a million bucks?

Caramba, what is *it* made of, gold-platinum alloys?

One of ur links - 'where is Morte?' - gave me an idea: why dont u start a 'Where is Morte?' series of pix, finding it would be such a rewarding xp?

btw i couldnt find Morte on that one....

Lol, yeah Morte is a pricey skull =)

Congrats on the Knight titles to Tetsu and Mazoga!

And @ HeroofKvatch99: I'm glad to see we share the view of stupid orcs =)

Double post =(

As the swamps faded in the mist behind me, the cooler air felt nice on my skin, and I enjoyed a few quiet days in the great outdoors. As I rounded on Lake Rumare's northern banks I came upon a small, but very busy, inn with and http://i53.tinypic.com/2s8020m.jpg parked out front: The Roxey.

There was a http://i54.tinypic.com/2rmtvvb.jpg inside, and I inquired with the owner, Malene, what was going on. She informed me that these were all adventurers who were there on her request. I introduced myself as one as well,and she told me that there was a cave just north of her inn in which a Necromancer had taken residence. It had become a problem as undead creatures were now scaring off the wildlife and her customers, and she wanted it dealt with. I had heard that Necromancy was outlawed in Cyrodiil, but I was shocked by the http://i51.tinypic.com/23lo6ef.jpg shown by the Imperial Watchman dining at the bar when Malene outright told me she wanted the Necromancer killed, and she would pay a handsome reward to whoever got the job done. I took that as a sign that I wouldn't be doing anything wrong by claiming the reward. I had no problem ridding the world of undeads either. When you're dead, you stay dead!

I got out of there while all the other guys were discussing their plan of attack and strategies and protection against undeads and yada yada yada. Just up the hill behind The Roxey I found the cave and entered. In retrospect I should probably have listened in on the attack plans being made at the inn as I barely survived my first encounter with magicians and Necromancy. It's a whole different story from roadside bandits and goblins for sure! I found not only one, but FIVE Necromancers in the cave, along with all their cretins. My trusty iron bow came in handy as the armor I wore weighed me down too much to run down the scattering mages, and I praised Mara that my Breton blood somewhat protected me from their fire and lightning bolts. I will definitely have to pick up on that magic, it can be very efficient!

I dragged myself and the Necromancer's belongings back down to The Roxey, and to everyone's great surprise, dumped the evidence on the counter. The Imperial Watchman didn't even flinch, but Malene couldn't get enough of me. It actually became a bit awkward as when I had retired to my room for some much needed sleep, she decided to offer me an additional http://i55.tinypic.com/xblh5g.jpg. I respectfully declined, although I was kinda curious...

The next morning I started due north towards Bruma. By the time I got there the landscape had changed. It was mountainous, and the vegetation was sparse. And it was friggin' http://i56.tinypic.com/1zpgvet.jpg! Not at all prepared for the cold, I quickly took shelter in the fighters guild, of which I was now a member, and they let me have a room there. It didn't take me long to locate old Ongar either, and I finally unloaded the burden I had been carrying around for weeks. Bruma, not Bravil. It made a pretty coin, although not as good as if I had come by the loot in a more...respectable way. However, now that I was officially in with the thieves guild I should at least keep up appearances and take advantage of their network.

After speaking to Ongar I decided the cold wasn't for me and that there was nothing more for me to see in Bruma, although I did hear people whispering rumors about a vampire. I'd had my fill of undeads, and I headed back to the Imperial City, where I hoped things wouldn't be too awkward between me, Armand and Methredhel.

I was about to ask 'where is Morte?", when I decided to check on the posters... one can mix characters easily, specially when u have creative ppl writing so well.

great thread

EDIT: Where is Morte?

Phoss, those stories get more awesome and awesome

I played as my 43 years old Wood Elf Coprophiliac Johnny. I roamed Cyrodil looking for feces to eat and smear over my body.

Cool story, troll.

Morte's priceless the only floating, talking, intelligent, hansome* chaotic good, stud muffin** skull in Oblivion, when I CS him I just could not put the price at 0???.
Edit * He made me add those two.
Morte's not in that pic he ran off but Grace found him later, and just for you I made another Where's Morte pic, for you to look for him.

RoflLizard, I loved the story, is Tetsu going to set up home in the lodge with Mazoga, I can't wait to find out.
Phoss everytime I read a caramilla post it adds wonderful new sights to familiar places.

Entry one: Running along the road I started to rlly worry, as since my joshing at his expense.
My brave, loyal but frightfully timid in some respects Morte had been gone for absolute ages, where could he be I thought spotting some horseman in the distance.
Entry two: I rushed up to the http://i1098.photobucket.com/albums/g376/Indep/ScreenShot94.jpg and on seeing my distress tried to give comfort, they told me of a place nearby that could provide shelter for a runaway...
They must have presumed Morte was a child but how could I correct them??, especially after his behaviour.
Entry three: Oh my the place was a war zone, I avoided the fighting as much as I could, the few that tried to assault me were put to peace as gently as I could deliver.
Entry four: Stepping over the still warm bodies and detritus from the ruin itself, searching every nook and cranny calling out http://i1098.photobucket.com/albums/g376/Indep/ScreenShot95.jpg
After awhile I heard in the distance "Hey chief over here, what took you so long", he sounded cheeky and brave, but the tone underneath quivered with anxiety..
So I let him off with a stern warning "never again Morte" but knowing it was likely to be ignored.. sigh... Skulls whats a lady to do!!.

Well, if he does decide to settle with her,I will need some mods.. I don't like how all she says is the same thing. And Since after her line that she speaks when you first initiate the conversation, the dialogue box closes, I can't recruit her with Companion share and recruit.
But I am sure there has to be one other person who wants Mazoga to do more after the quests, so I am sure the mod(s) exist.

Part I

I emerged from the imperial sewers and adjusted my eyes to sunlight, something which I haven't seen in a long time, and started my mission.
I'm sure your wondering who I am and just what, exactly, my mission is...
My name is Ram-Kamur, and I want nothing more than to rid the world of all things human.

For you see when I was just a boy, Imperial soldiers invaded my home. Asleep in the other room, I quickly woke up just in time to watch the event play out. My father, cut down before my eyes. My mother got the same. Where I'm from, Argonians don't have the same liberties as humans. We're killed without so much as a trial!

I stretched my arms and prepare for what awaits me. As I leap into the cool water, I am reminded of what I used to have. Family. It drives me even more.
Not knowing where to start is difficult, luckily I spotted smoke just to the west. I investigated to find a small bandit camp. Occupancy, two. One with a battle axe, ready to fight. Another asleep in the bedroll on the other side of the camp. I pulled back the bow and listened to the sound the arrow made as it left the string, it was a sound I was all too familiar with. The sound right before death, my favorite sound in the world.



And that was my attempt at entertainment through words! If you actually like it than your awesome.

I have been able to continue the story between Mazoga and Tetsu, it was as easy as a few clicks in the CS

Tetsu and Mazoga had a boring day at the Lodge, Tetsu was arranging his Gems, Mazgoa, brushing up on her skills. The Black Bow Bandits were reforming, and no other threat was trying to rob travelers, or riot or anything that requires these two brave knights. One thing was certain, the Knights were not needed for a while. So tetsu took out some spare parchment he found in the Lodge, and his trusty quill and inkwell, and Wrote Mazoga a note.
Dear Mazoga, I am sure by now you may have noticed, I have fallen for you, my sweet. I am not certain that this is mutual. If you love me, like I love you, then you can meet me before I depart off towards Skingrad for a few days. Should you come with me, I have a surprise for you, look in the chest at the foot of your bed. I will not think of you any less should you not return such feelings. Yours truly, Tetsu. Tetsu hastily scrawled it down as Mazoga slept, careful to leave her Cuirass on this night. Tetsu stashed the letter under his pillow, knowing right where to place it at dawn.

The sun arose shortly after Tetsu placed the note on the table. He was waiting outside, near his Paint Horse, as he conversed with the travelers, he wondered deep inside, Has Mazoga read the letter? Did she seek the surprise, or does she not even care. With only a few minutes until he would ride off, the door to the Lodge opened, and out stepped Mazoga, in a beautiful Black and Burgundy outfit. Tetsu had done something sneaky during their quest to rid the world of Black Brugo, He had given a seamstress the expensive outfit he wore when he first saw Mazoga, and had it transformed into the beautiful gown Mazoga wears now. "Tetsu, I read the letter, and It is a relief that I wasn't the only one feeling that way, but what will we do about those who will shun us?"
"My dear, let them stare, just because you are of Orcish descent, and I of Breton, means nothing. We are in love, and that is what indeed matters." Mazoga smilied and gave him a kiss.
"Oh, and there is another surprise, my dear, There is no need for our services for a few weeks at the least, so in that time, I think we should stay at my house in Skingrad, and live the life of luxury you deserve."

The two lovers, and Tetsu's paint horse walked on towards Skingrad. On the road, there were some travelers who gave disgusted looks, but most were quite alright with the idea of the strange race pairing of the two. It was a perfect walk, only a few pushover bandits dared get in their way, a few slashes, and the bandits lie dead. As the sun fell, the two left the Paint Horse in the stables, and walked to Rosethorn Hall.

"Oh Tetsu, this is a perfect home! Thank you so much for letting me stay here." Mazoga then proceeded to look about the house, careful not to touch anything that looked expensive.
"I am glad you like it, my dear, upstairs, our bedroom awaits. Feel free to look around, and when you are ready, join me in the Bedroom."
"Oh slow down mister, we just realized our love for each other." She said in a jokingly manner. Tetsu and Mazoga then slept the night away, Awaking to a beautiful sunrise, and the beginning of something great.

Tetsu found an empty book he had been meaning to turn into a log of his collections, but decided it would make a great Journal, to detail the stories of his life. He writes a heartfelt dedication on the front page. This log is dedicated to my sweet Mazoga, the Woman I will always love. Tetsu shut the book, and proceeded downstairs to eat breakfast with Mazoga.

And there we go, the two end up in love, which I am pretty sure you all saw that coming since the first part I posted, heh.
And next post, I might post my new Argonian Huntress. Nakuma. And I make an appearance.

EDIT: MrPlow, that was awesome, short, yet gave a very insightful view on why he wants the Humans gone. I can't wait to read what happens next.

And its funny, whenever I write a new part, someone always posts as I type it out

Thanks buddy, I might just have to make a few more then ^_^

Thats good to hear
Alright, I started Namuka up earlier, so I will write up a short excerpt from her start.

I awoke, in what felt like a dream. a hellish realm, lava rivers going past me. I thought to myself, Did I just awaken, whilst still in a dream.. There was a mysterious orb infront of me, as I picked it up to investigate, a strange voice spoke to me, in a way I don't think I have heard anyone speak before now, this voice said "Hello there, Argonian, I am RoflLizard, I am glad that someone finally picked up the crystal ball I had in this strange dream world, oh right. This is a dream yes, but you will find once you awaken, that you will have a Crystal ball inside your backpack. I have enchanted my vessel that allows me safe living in Nirn, so that it will never burden you, or get in the way of valuable equipment to have on the field." I sighed, Great now I have to transport this freakish talking Orb around with me, and what the hell kind of name is RoflLizard anyway.. I went up stairs that rose out of the ground.
"Don't worry, these stones that you see now will not add yet another enchanted crystal ball to your pack. Just tell them your Birthsign, Skills, and then a stone to confirm your choices, and back to Nirn you will be." RoflLizard told me. So I did as told, "I was born First Seed, 24, 3E412, born under the Lord." I spoke into the first stone, "I am gifted with a bow, and Alteration magic, mostly, but I have prowess in my Athletic and Acrobatic abilities as well. I can sneak easier than some folk, and I can get better deal from merchants for pelts, and speak to folks easier." I told the second stone.
"Alright, RoflLizard, I told you what you wanted to know, now what?"
"Touch that rather shiny stone, and awake you will, Nakuma." So I touched the stone, and awoke in a sweat. The Newlands Lodge in Cheydinhal, I was right where I was before this occurance. I turn to my backpack, which was making sounds. "Ahh Hello Nakuma, Glad to see you awoke, and that evrything transferred over well!" RoflLizard whispered to me.
"Have you no respect, strange orb being? You never stare at a lady when she is sleeping in the nvde like I am at this moment! Now turn away or I shall shatter you on the dresser!" I yelled.
"Oh, quite right, sorry about that." RoflLizard quickly turned his vision to the wall. "Ok I got my clothes on, you can look again. But before you do, lets agree on some things. First, You can give me hints, but remember, I am me, not you, so I do what I want, when I want. Second, Don't let me catch you peeking looks at me during our travels. I am not that kind of Argonian. If you would rather a [censored] of an Argonian, I could find you one. and Three, I am a Huntress, I will kill for my meals, and if you don't like meat, well you can starve, that is if you eat the food I have or what."
"Fair terms, my friend. And do not worry I have plenty of food in this realm. So, where are you headed?"
"Bravil, I made a nice home for myself there, people don't give me much crap there, and it has a nice river to swim in. And that Archery shop is tops."
"Aha, well, Onwards we shall go! Well according to the time I am reading, it is 3 am. Probably should get some sleep, huh." I nodded, and off to sleep I went.

I tried to write this one from a first person perspective, but there might be some spots of 3rd, the writing style I usually do.

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