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Name: Gender: Race: Role/Occupation: Age: Birthsign: Attributes: (choose 2) Primary Skills: (choose 5) Secondary Skills: (choose 5) Faction(s): Religion: Appearance: Height: Weight: Weapons: Armour: Sexual Preference: Likes: Dislikes: Bio/Backstory:


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[Kaera]

Aeryn Falstaf

Basics

Name: Aeryn Falstaf

Gender: Female

Race: Dunmer

Role/Occupation: Profession = Blacksmith/Mercenary, Role in the group = Close Combat

Age: 35

Birthsign: The Warrior

Sexual Preference: Pansexual

Appearance

Height:5'4"

Weight: 60kg

Armour: Where she can help it, Aeryn where's no armour as it just weighs her down. If necessary, however, Aeryn will wear the below armour

Skills/Weapons

Attributes: Speed, Strength

Primary Skills: Short Blade, Hand-to-Hand, Athletics, Alchemy, Medical

Secondary Skills: Blunt Weapon, Armorer, Unarmored, Sneak, Security

Weapons: Elven Dagger, Ebony Sword

Personality

Faction: N/A

Religion: N/A

Likes: Money, Learning, Forging Weaponry

Dislikes: Cheaters & Liars, Betrayal

History

Aeryn's from a long line of Dunmer mercenaries and Blacksmiths. She was brought up being trained in both professions and was supposed to make a choice. She didn't. Her parents both died shortly before she reached the age of choosing, and so she was left with the house and both businesses. Aeryn didn't often get mercenary missions so kept up the blacksmith's and made an honest living out of that. After a while, she got bored of remaining in one place and became a travelling Blacksmith, and ended up getting more mercenary assignments.

 

[JustThatGamerYT]

Namerorain Elvothi


Gender: Male


Raceunmer


Role/Occupation: Legion Assassin


Age:250


Birthsign:The Shadow


Attributes: Agility, Speed


Primary Skills: Sneak, Short Blade, Light Armor, Athletics and Acrobatics


Secondary Skills: Marksman, Spear, Climbing, Security and Destruction


Faction(s):The Empire


Religion:None


Appearance:

Height:5'7''


Weight:120 lbs


Weapons:Imperial Dagger, Crossbow and Spears


Armour:Light Imperial Armor


Sexual Preference: Heterosexual


Likes:A United Nation, Money


Dislikes: Stormcloaks, Racism


Bio/Backstory:After leaving Morrowind,, just after the Red Mountain erupted his family found home in Skyrim, he joined The Empire when The Great War started after that was done he returned home to Skyrim and lived peacefully. Then The Stormcloaks attacked, A couple of Stormcloaks killed his parents after his mother went up and attacked them, they executed them while chanting "Skyrim is for The Nords!" . He joined up with The Legion and after The Dragonborn helped them take down Ulfric, Drorain hunted down the other Stormcloak left, assassinating Stormcloak they heard word of. He wanted a break so he settled down at a home in Whiterun, and when he heard of this offer well, he could not resist.

 

[Locklaklazarii]

{WIP, don't have tonnes of time at the moment, will finish later on. Is there any possibility in there being a skills list provided as when researching it's giving me several different pages for different Elder Scrolls games}

Aeryn Falstaf

Basics

Name: Aeryn Falstaf

Gender: Female

Race: Dunmer

Role/Occupation: Profession = Blacksmith, Role in the group = Close combat

Age: 35

Birthsign: The Warrior

Sexual Preference: Pansexual

Appearance

Height:

Weight:

Description:

Skills/Weapons/Armour

Primary Skills:

Secondary Skills:

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Personality

Faction:

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its on the overview page

 

[Locklaklazarii]

Namerorain Elvothi
Gender: Male


Raceunmer


Role/Occupation: Legion Assassin


Age:250


Birthsign:The Shadow


Attributes: Agility


Primary Skills: Sneak, Short Blade, Light Armor, Athletics and Acrobatics


Secondary Skills: Marksman, Spear, Climbing, Security and Destruction


Faction(s):The Empire


Religion:None


Appearance:Red Eyes.


Height:5'7''


Weight:120 lbs


Weapons:Imperial Dagger, Crossbow and Spears


Armour:Light Imperial Armor


Sexual Preference: Heterosexual


Likes:A United Nation, Money


Dislikes: Stormcloaks, Racism


Bio/Backstory:After leaving Morrowind,, just after the Red Mountain erupted his family found home in Skyrim, he joined The Empire when The Great War started after that was done he returned home to Skyrim and lived peacefully. Then The Stormcloaks attacked, A couple of Stormcloaks killed his parents after his mother went up and attacked them, they executed them while chanting "Skyrim is for The Nords!" . He joined up with The Legion and after The Dragonborn helped them take down Ulfric, Drorain hunted down the other Stormcloak left, assassinating Stormcloak they heard word of. He wanted a break so he settled down at a home in Whiterun, and when he heard of this offer well, he could not resist.

you need another attribute

 

[JustThatGamerYT]

you need another attribute

I put speed.

 

[Locklaklazarii]

Namerorain Elvothi
Gender: Male


Raceunmer


Role/Occupation: Legion Assassin


Age:250


Birthsign:The Shadow


Attributes: Agility, Speed


Primary Skills: Sneak, Short Blade, Light Armor, Athletics and Acrobatics


Secondary Skills: Marksman, Spear, Climbing, Security and Destruction


Faction(s):The Empire


Religion:None


Appearance:

Height:5'7''


Weight:120 lbs


Weapons:Imperial Dagger, Crossbow and Spears


Armour:Light Imperial Armor


Sexual Preference: Heterosexual


Likes:A United Nation, Money


Dislikes: Stormcloaks, Racism


Bio/Backstory:After leaving Morrowind,, just after the Red Mountain erupted his family found home in Skyrim, he joined The Empire when The Great War started after that was done he returned home to Skyrim and lived peacefully. Then The Stormcloaks attacked, A couple of Stormcloaks killed his parents after his mother went up and attacked them, they executed them while chanting "Skyrim is for The Nords!" . He joined up with The Legion and after The Dragonborn helped them take down Ulfric, Drorain hunted down the other Stormcloak left, assassinating Stormcloak they heard word of. He wanted a break so he settled down at a home in Whiterun, and when he heard of this offer well, he could not resist.

Accepted

 

[Boethiah]

Name: Lyrillia Telvanni


Gender: Female


Race: Dunmer


Role/Occupation: Ranged combat wizard


Age: 815


Birthsign: Mage


Attributes: Intelligence and willpower


Primary Skills: Alteration, destruction, mysticism, restoration, conjuration


Secondary Skills: Light armor, illusion, spear, athletics, enchanting


Faction(s): House Telvanni


Religion: Triune Temple


Appearance:

Spoiler

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Height: 6'0


Weight: 130


Weapons: Dwemer spear


Armour: Chitin Telvanni Dust Adept armor, robes


Sexual Preference: Any Mer


Likes: Vvardenfell, House Telvanni, power


Dislikes: Less independence of the Houses, Imperials, the Empire


Bio/Backstory: Lyrillia was a Telvanni dust adept on Vvardenfell as the apprentice of a Telvanni Ash Lord in Molag Amur near Uvirith's Grave, named after his lord Uvirith who died when Lyrillia used the magic taught to him by Uvirith to fling a molten rock into Tel Uvirith. The tower fell and Uvirith died while Lyrillia took his spot as an Ash Lord.


When more Imperials started coming to Vvardenfell, Lyrillia attacked them for taking his land and killed them by using the abundant ashes. She had become popular among the xenophobic Dunmer and her fellow dust adepts also attacked the Imperials causing dust magic to be banned on Vvardenfell. The law couldn't stop the dust adepts though and the Imperials forced him out by sending an entire Legion to attack them near Red Mountain where Lyrillia had built his own new tower.


The Legion was entirely destroyed by the few hundred Telvanni wizards holed up in the mountains and using the terrain to their advantage by enhancing their magic and choking the Imperials. Another Legion was sent after them and this time the Telvanni dust adepts and Ash Lords didn't have enough food and supplies to beat them, so they teleported to Ash Mountain on the mainland and built a new stronghold to House Indoril's, the Tribunal's, and Imperial's dismay. However, nobody was sent after them and they prospered on Ash Mountain.


After the Red Year, it was better than ever for the dust adepts to head back to Vvardenfell, and Lyrillia as the strongest Ash Lord led a genocidal campaign against all Imperial settlements, ensured the deaths of Duke Vedam Dren, Orvas Dren, and Ilmeni Dren. With no opposition, she named herself Duke of Vvardenfell and gave all of his subservient dust adepts and Ash Lords permission to build their new strongholds.


A few decades went by until other people started coming back to the island and being able to breathe since they didn't have the dust filtering Chitin helms of the dust adepts, and the Telvanni forced them into slavery.


King Athyn Sarethi of Morrowind and leader of House Redoran threatened Lyrillia with war if he didn't let people reclaim the old settlements on Vvardenfell and Lyrillia agreed as long as his House Telvanni dust adepts would control the ex-Imperial garrisons.


Lyrillia also did not follow the mainland House Telvanni's Parliament of Bugs nor send his own Mouth and the already extremely decentralized group became even more decentralized, splitting into two groups of Telvanni. Her stronghold on Vvardenfell was at Red Mountain.

 

[Locklaklazarii]

[QUOTE="Gadethyn Onmarothi]Name: Belvi Uvayn
Gender: Male


Race: Dunmer


Role/Occupation: Ranged combat


Age: 415


Birthsign: Mage


Attributes: Intelligence and willpower


Primary Skills: Alteration, destruction, mysticism, restoration, light armor


Secondary Skills: Conjuration, illusion, spear, athletics, enchanting


Faction(s): House Telvanni


Religion: Triune Temple


Appearance: View attachment 315545


Height: 6'0


Weight: 140


Weapons: Dwemer spear


Armour: Chitin Telvanni Dust Adept armor


Sexual Preference: Female Mer


Likes: Vvardenfell, House Telvanni, power


Dislikes: Less independence of the Houses, Imperials, the Empire


Bio/Backstory: Belvi was a Telvanni dust adept in his youth as the apprentice of a Telvanni Ash Lord in Molag Amur near Uvirith's Grave, named after his lord Uvirith who died when Belvi used the magic taught to him by Uvirith to fling a molten rock into Tel Uvirith. The tower fell and Uvirith died while Belvi took his spot as an Ash Lord.


When more Imperials started coming to Vvardenfell, Belvi attacked them for taking his land and killed them by using the abundant ashes. He had become popular among the xenophobic Dunmer and his fellow dust adepts also attacked the Imperials causing dust magic to be banned on Vvardenfell. The law couldn't stop the dust adepts though and the Imperials forced him out by sending an entire Legion to attack them near Red Mountain where Belvi had built his own new tower. The Legion was entirely destroyed by the few hundred Telvanni wizards holed up in the mountains and using the terrain to their advantage by enhancing their magic and choking the Imperials.


Another Legion was sent after them and this time the Telvanni dust adepts and Ash Lords didn't have enough food and supplies to beat them, so they teleported to Ash Mountain on the mainland and built a new stronghold to House Indoril's, the Tribunal's, and Imperial's dismay. However, nobody was sent after them and they prospered on Ash Mountain.


After the Red Year, it was better than ever for the dust adepts to head back to Vvardenfell and Belvi Uvayn as the strongest Ash Lord led a genocidal campaign against all Imperial settlements, ensured the deaths of Duke Vedam Dren, Orvas Dren, and Ilmeni Dren. With no opposition, he named himself Duke of Vvardenfell and gave all of his subservient dust adepts and Ash Lords permission to build their new strongholds. A few decades went by until other people started coming back to the island and being able to breathe since they didn't have the dust filtering Chitin helms of the dust adepts, and the Telvanni forced them into slavery.


King Athyn Sarethi of Morrowind and leader of House Redoran threatened Belvi with war if he didn't let people reclaim the old settlements on Vvardenfell and Belvi agreed as long as his House Telvanni dust adepts would control the ex-Imperial garrisons. Belvi also did not follow the mainland House Telvanni's Parliament of Bugs nor send his own Mouth and the already extremely decentralized group became even more decentralized.

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Accepted

 

[Fistfullofjam]

Xijai-Teel


Rises-In-Still-Waters

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Primary Info

Name (Argonian): Xijai-Teel


Name (Cyrodilic): Rises-in-Still-Waters


Gender: Female


Race: Saxhleel (Kota-Vimleel)


Age: 375 years


Height: 182cm (6')


Weight: 77kg (170lb)

Secondary Info

Affliction/s: Vampire (Noxiphilic Sanguivoria)


Role/Occupation: Tsaesci Assassin/Wanderer


Birthsign: Shadow


Attributes: Agility, Intelligence


Primary Skills: Security, Short Blade, Sneak, Illusion, Medium Armour


Secondary Skills: Athletics, Climbing, Marksman, Acrobatics, Alchemy


Faction(s): Tsaeci


Religion: Sithis

Appearance

The fangs look ridiculous I know, but there's nothing really that i can do about it

Equipment

Weapons: Akaviri Katana, Akaviri Tanto, poisoned Throwing darts


Armour: Full set of Reinforced leather Armour, Face mask

Dispositions

Sexual Preference: Straight, prefers Argonians or Tsaeci (feigns Pansexuality to feed)


Likes: Power, Blood, Killing Elves, Argonians, Tsaeci


Dislikes: Dunmer, Altmer, Nords, Khajiit, Killing Argonians

Bio/Backstory

Born 3E 269 in Inner Black Marsh Xijai-Teel was raised as a shadowscale, trained in the arts of stealth, assassination and Alchemy; By the age of 19 she was already an accomplished assassin for the Dark Brotherhood.


In 3E 288 the Empire invaded Akavir and established settlements on the foreign continent, the demand for the Dark Brotherhood in these settlements rose and as a result, Xijai-Teel and a small group of Dark Brotherhood assassins traveled to the continent to set up a new sanctuary and provide their services to the new residents.


In 3E 290 the Tsaeci managed to violently Remove the Empire from Akavir and destroyed the Imperial settlements. The Dark Brotherhood Assassins were safe in their sanctuary for a while, but the need for food meant that someone had to go out to secure supplies on a regular basis.


One night while securing supplies Xijai-Teel was followed back to the Sanctuary by a Tsaeci patrol, the next night they attacked in force and Xijai-Teel was captured alive.


Xijai-Teel was infected with Noxiphilic Sanguivoria by the Tsaesci and kept captive for the next few years as an "oddity" from Tamriel. Then one day the Ka Po' Tun attacked but with the help of Xijai-Teel they were fought back and numerous Tsaeci were saved. As thanks the Tsaeci freed Xijai-Teel and trained her in Akaviri fighting techniques.


For the next century Xijai-Teel worked for the Tsaeci as an assassin, doing their bidding across Nirn, travelling to and from the continents regularly before having an irresistible urge to return to Black Marsh, she as an Argonian was being called back to Black Marsh by the Hist in preparation for what became known as the Oblivion Crisis.


Xijai-Teel fought against the Daedra In Black Marsh and led many a charge into Oblivion before Mehrunes Dagon was banished from Nirn and the gates closed forever, then in 4E 6 under the command of the An-Xileel, Xijai-Teel and the other Argonians invaded Morrowind.


Xijai-Teel slaughtered scores of Dunmer but left Tamriel soon after to return to Akavir.


In 4E 175 for the first time in 100 years Xijai-Teel returned to Tamriel under the command of the Tsaeci to fight the Aldmeri Dominion and ensure the Empire's survival and balance of power in Tamriel. She fought the Dominion in secret from Alinor to Elsweyr and Valenwood where she picked up some high quality Bosmer Armour.


But on return to Akavir all hell had been let loose, as the Tamrielic Great War had raged so too did a Great War rage on Akavir; The Ka Po' Tun had enslaved the Tsaeci (I hate you Lock). She left her ship and crew just off the coast and swam up into the interior of a coastal town where she managed to rescue a Tsaeci soldier in hiding.


It is now 4E 211 and Xijai-Teel works for the An-Xileel in Black Marsh while also desperately trying to liberate the Tsaeci back on Akavir, her ship was sold and her crew retired to an old forgotten Akaviri temple. Xijai-Teel saw the notice and has made her way from Blackrose to Gideon...

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[Locklaklazarii]

WIP

Name (Argonian): Xijai-Teel

Name (Cyrodilic): Rising-in-Still-Waters

Gender: Female

Race: Saxhleel (Kota-Vimleel)

Affliction/s: Vampire (Noxiphilic Sanguivoria)

Role/Occupation: Wanderer/Assassin

Age: 420 years

Birthsign: Shadow

Attributes: Agility, Intelligence

Primary Skills: Security, Marksman, Sneak, Illusion, Medium Armour

Secondary Skills: Athletics, Climbing, Restoration, Acrobatics, Alchemy

Faction(s):

Religion: Sithis

Appearance: ((Coming soon))

Height: 6'

Weight: 77kg (170lb)

Weapons:

Armour:

Sexual Preference: Straight, prefers Argonians(feigns Pansexuality)

Likes:

Dislikes:

Bio/Backstory:​

You need to provide a backstory (doesn't have to be extremely in depth) as well as the likes, dislikes, weapons and Armour.

 

[Locklaklazarii]

Aeryn Falstaf

Basics

Name: Aeryn Falstaf

Gender: Female

Race: Dunmer

Role/Occupation: Profession = Blacksmith/Mercenary, Role in the group = Close Combat

Age: 35

Birthsign: The Warrior

Sexual Preference: Pansexual

Appearance

Height:5'4"

Weight: 60kg

Armour: Where she can help it, Aeryn where's no armour as it just weighs her down. If necessary, however, Aeryn will wear the below armour

Skills/Weapons

Attributes: Speed, Strength

Primary Skills: Short Blade, Hand-to-Hand, Athletics, Alchemy, Medical

Secondary Skills: Blunt Weapon, Armorer, Unarmored, Sneak, Security

Weapons: Elven Dagger, Ebony Sword

Personality

Faction: N/A

Religion: N/A

Likes: Money, Learning, Forging Weaponry

Dislikes: Cheaters & Liars, Betrayal

History

Aeryn's from a long line of Dunmer mercenaries and Blacksmiths. She was brought up being trained in both professions and was supposed to make a choice. She didn't. Her parents both died shortly before she reached the age of choosing, and so she was left with the house and both businesses. Aeryn didn't often get mercenary missions so kept up the blacksmith's and made an honest living out of that. After a while, she got bored of remaining in one place and became a travelling Blacksmith, and ended up getting more mercenary assignments.

Accepted

 

[Kazami42]

[i've been trolled by Google.]


Name: Oreesu Onmarothi.


Gender: FEMALE


Race: Dunmer


Role/Occupation: Wanderer, Mercenary, A nightmare.


Age: 300.


Birthsign: MAGE


Attributes: Intelligence, Endurance.


Primary Skills: Illusion, Block, Restoration, Short blade, Conjuration.


Secondary Skills: Acrobatics, Security, Speechcraft, Sneak, light armour.


Faction(s): She at the moment is only sided with herself.


Religion: triune faith.?


Appearance:

[Damn straight, my bitch is more pretty than yours.]


Height: 5,9.


Weight: 130.


Weapons: Silver sword, Spear.


Armour: I found this.

Sexual Preference: Male meri, possibly polygamy.


Likes: Money, learning, Fighting, Integrity, Honor, Wisdom.


Dislikes: Liars, Cheaters, Thieves, Ignorance.


Bio/Backstory:


She was born in a large family unit, Consisting of over ten+ dunmer within the family still alive. Most of them were mages, despite some being really poor at it. Because of this, and watching their antics. She found herself interested in wanting to be a mage since age ten. She was mostly interested from her mother, And would usually hide around corners of the house, and fitting herself into strange and odd places nobody would first look at to watch them. She was caught by one of her older brothers, sanvil. Who was considered a mage. Through relentlessness, and determination. She had eventually bugged him enough to listen to her demands, In which she tricked him into a form of contract-esk servitude. The only way out was to teach her magic.


After the age of 50, she became a wanderer and left her home to feed her ever growing void of knowledge. She kept travelling until coming across a small town and becoming a sentry for it, Made a single friend which was a Breton entertainer. they became friends only after 30 years of long distrust. As besides her family, she didn't know anyone whatsoever. But then was attacked by a large group of bandits and they destroyed the town, killed the entertainer, Stole every shiny object that could be found. After that she continued travelling around, even thinking if religion had a answer.


Once she hit the prime age of 169, She came across a small group of travelling mercenaries. They would often visit towns, buy equipment, and hunt beasts or bandits. With enough free time she continued learning and practicing magic. She stayed with the mercenaries legitimstely to death. Usually by the time she would actually give a damn about them, most had already been killed off, or dying by old age. After the band of mercenaries had disbanded due to nobody left alive in it. Oreesu left to the northern region but only met with hostile drunken imperials. She shortly left there after to continually wander around. Training more in her magic when fate allowed.


After reaching 300, she had invested some time in towns. She eventually worked at a bar for a time, And hoped to eventually become greater. She usually now spends her time travelling alone, practicing more, And away from imperials. Continually searching for something greater. And praising such a statement to herself. However due to her past, she usually keeps to herself. With more than average distrust of others. However she does stay at a secluded home somewhere in morrowind, where she stores books including of magic when finding or buying one. She twice killed a thief which that tried stealing what money she had left, and their skull now lies on the end of a spear as a public decoration. And was again robbed by more thieves, all of which she personally hunted down, tortured for her own amusement, and later killed that evening. She also hunts animals for food when she isn't anywhere near a town to buy any. Her house is also easily seen, as one of its many prominent features are skulls of thieves she killed, including some flora and trees. Only occasionally leaving due to living needs, boredom, Or personal business which is ever so rare.

 

[Faltasey]

Riara

• General
• Appearance
• Personality
• Biography
• Arsenal

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  Name: Riara (Last Name Unknown)

  
  
  
  

  Age: 4460

  
  
  
  

  Gender: Female

  
  
  
  

  Sexuality: Bi

  
  
  
  

  Race: Snow Elf

  
  
  
  

  Role: Unemployed/ Homeless

  
  
  
  

  Birthsign: The Steed

  
  
  
  

  Faction:None

  
  
  
  

  Religion: Worships Auri-el
• 
  
  
  Height: 6'7"

  
  
  
  Weight: 160

  
  
  
  Hair Color: Pure White

  
  
  
  Eye Color: Peach

  
  
  
  Build: Deception Mage/ Freelance Archer

  
  
  
  Tattoo: Spiral in White ink on her back

  
  
  
  Piercing: None

  
  
  
  Special things: None
• Likes: Cold Weather, Magic, Traveling, Sex, and Conversation
  
  
  Dislikes: Warm Weather, Fire, Hunting for food, the dark, Falmer, Nords, The Companions.
• 
  
  
  (this will be explained from a narrated by my character point of view.)
  
  
  "My time here in Tamriel has been, interesting to say the least. You could say I've been in refuge for quite some time. Or you can say I've made a new home. Let me explain to you how it all began, with my race nearly being extinct. Other than me of course, or others I have hoped escaped. It all began 4000 years ago. Or at least I think that's how long, wow, I've never noticed how old I was. Pardon me, sorry for mumbling off topic. Back to what I was saying, 4000 years ago, the Merethic Era is what they call it now, waged a war in Skyrim Between Ysgramors Companions, or Nords if you want to simplify it, and my people. The Snow Elves.
  
  
  I do blame my people for the war, because of course they were the ones who started it. My people were here first of course, but soon came the Atmorans, It was peaceful for a time. But that didn't last long. The Peace was short lived after My People invaded and wiped Saarthal off the map. Except for Ysgramor. And his two sons. We underestimated them, he called upon his five hundred companions. And the rest was history. The war raged on for a little while, until the snow elves couldn't handle Ysgramors army. They were pushed back into the underground where the Dwemer lived.
  
  
  We asked for help, they would give us shelter from the Atmorans in exchange for taking their deal. A deal my people had to take, or else they would be executed by the Atmorans. So they took the deal, where the Dwemer would feed my people toxic mushrooms in exchange for protection from the Atmorans. They accepted because there was no other way out. The toxins made my people blind, and then, the Dwemer betrayed us by making my people slaves. Taking advantage of them because they were all blind.
  
  
  This is when I escaped, far from Skyrim. To my current home in Northeast Morrowind. It was the only way to escape the latter. And then soon after the Dwemer betrayed, and enslaved most of my people. A war had actually begun underground between the Dwemer and Blind snow elves. It waged on for ages, until the Dwemer mysteriously disappeared. I don't have the full story, but I'm just glad they're gone. Their betrayal is unforgivable. Why they betrayed us I know not, only that I loathe them for their treachery.
  
  
  Countless centuries of living in seclusion, abuse, defilement, and enslavement took its toll upon my kind. Twisting and degrading them into the mindless and feral creatures. Beings that mothers and fathers would use to scare their children into obedience, or a travelers tale, The Falmer.
  
  
  Since all this has come to pass, years have flown by like seconds, or seeds blown through the air, carried by a rough gust of wind. Although it's been millennia, the thoughts and scars remain prevalent as if it were yesterday they were inflicted. But now I'm here. In Black Marsh. I'm not a very wealthy woman, and I'm not really fond of warm weather. But if it's for this much money as I've heard about, I'm willing to stick around. Maybe I'll win something, anything. I've started my journey to find more of my surviving bretherin. Ones that escaped before the Dwemer did what they did, ones that are completely unharmed. I know they're out there. I just have to continue to look.
  
  
  You're probably wondering how I've live for so long. Let's just say this good health came with a price, which I can't explain right now. But I pray to Auri-El to give me guidance, and the will to stay alive."
  
  
  Riara is also one of the few remaining Snow Elves that live today.
  
  
  
• Attributes: Agility, Willpower

  Primary Skills: Light Armor, Conjuration, Illusion, Alteration, Restoration

  Secondary Skills: Marksmen, Enchanting, Destruction, Mysticism, Medical

  Weapons: Only her ancient Falmer bow, and her current knowledge of magic.

  Armor: Dark Brown Hooded Raggedy Robe

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Spoiler

Snow Elves(also referred to as "Ice Elves" or "Ancient Falmer.") :


Snow Elves are very talented when it comes to magic, from alteration to illusion, they are experienced in all forms of magic. They also have high intelligence(this giving them more magicka, a 2x increase). They also have an Immunity to the Coldest temperatures. And Have a bonus increase for Agility, and a bonus for Magic Light armor and archery. But also have reduced strength and reduced endurance. Besides those disadvantages, Snow Elves also are extremely weak to fire. While also getting a slight decrease in resistance to shock and absorb spells.


General Info About Snow Elves:


Like all Mer, snow elves are descendants from the subspecies of the Ancient Aldmer. They were the first race of Mer in Skyrim and were present long before the first Atmoran colonies established by Ysgramor.


They also live long lifespans, it's not currently known what the exact life expectancy but the current surviving Snow Elves are around 4000 years old. And their height is around 6'8'


@Locklaklazarii

 

[Locklaklazarii]

​

Riara

• General
• Appearance
• Personality
• Biography
• Arsenal

• 
  
  
  

  Name: Riara (Last Name Unknown)

  
  
  
  

  Age: 4018

  
  
  
  

  Gender: Female

  
  
  
  

  Sexuality: Bi

  
  
  
  

  Race: Snow Elf

  
  
  
  

  Role: Unemployed/ Homeless

  
  
  
  

  Birthsign: The Steed

  
  
  
  

  Faction:None

  
  
  
  

  Religion: Worships Auri-el
• 
  
  
  Height: 6'7"

  
  
  
  Weight: 160

  
  
  
  Hair Color: Pure White

  
  
  
  Eye Color: Peach

  
  
  
  Build: Deception Mage/ Freelance Archer

  
  
  
  Tattoo: Spiral in White ink on her back

  
  
  
  Piercing: None

  
  
  
  Special things: None
• Likes: Cold Weather, Magic, Traveling, Sex, and Conversation
  
  
  Dislikes: Warm Weather, Fire, Hunting for food, the dark, Falmer, Nords, The Companions.
• 
  
  
  (this will be explained from a narrated by my character point of view.)
  
  
  "My time here in Tamriel has been, interesting to say the least. You could say I've been in refuge for quite some time. Or you can say I've made a new home. Let me explain to you how it all began, with my race nearly being extinct. Other than me of course, or others I have hoped escaped. It all began 4000 years ago. Or at least I think that's how long, wow, I've never noticed how old I was. Pardon me, sorry for mumbling off topic. Back to what I was saying, 4000 years ago, the Merethic Era is what they call it now, waged a war in Skyrim Between Ysgramors Companions, or Nords if you want to simplify it, and my people. The Snow Elves.
  
  
  I do blame my people for the war, because of course they were the ones who started it. My people were here first of course, but soon came the Atmorans, It was peaceful for a time. But that didn't last long. The Peace was short lived after My People invaded and wiped Saarthal off the map. Except for Ysgramor. And his two sons. We underestimated them, he called upon his five hundred companions. And the rest was history. The war raged on for a little while, until the snow elves couldn't handle Ysgramors army. They were pushed back into the underground where the Dwemer lived.
  
  
  We asked for help, they would give us shelter from the Atmorans in exchange for taking their deal. A deal my people had to take, or else they would be executed by the Atmorans. So they took the deal, where the Dwemer would feed my people toxic mushrooms in exchange for protection from the Atmorans. They accepted because there was no other way out. The toxins made my people blind, and then, the Dwemer betrayed us by making my people slaves. Taking advantage of them because they were all blind.
  
  
  This is when I escaped, far from Skyrim. To my current home in Northeast Morrowind. It was the only way to escape the latter. And then soon after the Dwemer betrayed, and enslaved most of my people. A war had actually begun underground between the Dwemer and Blind snow elves. It waged on for ages, until the Dwemer mysteriously disappeared. I don't have the full story, but I'm just glad they're gone. Their betrayal is unforgivable. Why they betrayed us I know not, only that I loathe them for their treachery.
  
  
  Countless centuries of living in seclusion, abuse, defilement, and enslavement took its toll upon my kind. Twisting and degrading them into the mindless and feral creatures. Beings that mothers and fathers would use to scare their children into obedience, or a travelers tale, The Falmer.
  
  
  Since all this has come to pass, years have flown by like seconds, or seeds blown through the air, carried by a rough gust of wind. Although it's been millennia, the thoughts and scars remain prevalent as if it were yesterday they were inflicted. But now I'm here. In Black Marsh. I'm not a very wealthy woman, and I'm not really fond of warm weather. But if it's for this much money as I've heard about, I'm willing to stick around. Maybe I'll win something, anything. I've started my journey to find more of my surviving bretherin. Ones that escaped before the Dwemer did what they did, ones that are completely unharmed. I know they're out there. I just have to continue to look.
  
  
  You're probably wondering how I've live for so long. Let's just say this good health came with a price, which I can't explain right now. But I pray to Auri-El to give me guidance, and the will to stay alive."
  
  
  
• Attributes: Agility, Willpower

  Primary Skills: Light Armor, Conjuration, Illusion, Alteration, Restoration

  Secondary Skills: Marksmen, Enchanting, Destruction, Mysticism, Medical

  Weapons: Only her ancient Falmer bow, and her current knowledge of magic.

  Armor: Dark Brown Hooded Raggedy Robe

View attachment 316552 View attachment 316553 @Savagai

Spoiler

Snow Elves(also referred to as "Ice Elves" or "Ancient Falmer.") :


Snow Elves are very talented when it comes to magic, from alteration to illusion, they are experienced in all forms of magic. They also have high intelligence(this giving them more magicka, a 2x increase). They also have an Immunity to the Coldest temperatures. And Have a bonus increase for Agility, and a bonus for Magic Light armor and archery. But also have reduced strength and reduced endurance. Besides those disadvantages, Snow Elves also are extremely weak to fire. While also getting a slight decrease in resistance to shock and absorb spells.


General Info About Snow Elves:


Like all Mer, snow elves are descendants from the subspecies of the Ancient Aldmer. They were the second race of Mer in Skyrim and were present long before the first Atmoran colonies established by Ysgramor.


They also live long lifespans, it's not currently known what the exact life expectancy but the current surviving Snow Elves are around 4000 years old. And their height is around 6'8'


@Locklaklazarii


Accepted

 

[Locklaklazarii]

​

Name: Dairekor Unwalath
Gender: Male


Race: Bosmer


Role/Occupation: Thief


Age: 389


Birthsign: Thief


Attributes: Agility and Speed


Primary Skills: Marksmen, Light Armor, short blade, Stealth, Lockpicking.


Secondary Skills: Athletics, Pickpocket, Long blade, Illusion, Acrobatics.


Faction(s): Thieves Guild


Religion: Nocturnal


Appearance:

Height: 5'5


Weight: 110


Weapons: Steel bow w/ 50 steel arrows. A steel Dagger


Armour: Leather everywhere along with his hood.


Sexual Preference: Isn't interested in anything.


Likes: Money, Theift, a challenge.


Dislikes: Guards


Bio/Backstory: Dairekor was orphaned at a young age so he was put in a orphanage. He eventually snuck out and went to the streets of the imperial city to survive off of his stealthy talents. Eventually he attempted to pickpocket one of the members of the thieves guild who caught him. Seeing Dairekor's obvious talent they took him in and helped him train his skills. Throughout his time in the guild he earned a reputation for accepting jobs that were higher than his skill level as a challenge of sorts. He learned a few illusion spells while serving jail time with a cell mate who was a practiced Mage. After many years of theiving he found he had been too "known" in the city. So he fled it going south to Valenwood to see his homeland. He stayed there for a time until the Thalmor took over. Once that happened he left again and now he travels around trying to find each thieves guild and get a pretty good fortune. Above all of these goals though his top priority is to become the best dammed thief everyone never saw.

Accepted

 

[SimpleGuy]

(Deleted my old character wanted to make a more unique one @Locklaklazarii )


Name: Vorngor Kla-Deoth


Gender: Male


Race: Half Altmer Half Orc


Role/Occupation: Mercenary


Age: 4050


Birthsign: Warrior


Attributes: Strength, Endurance


Primary Skills: Blunt, heavy armor, hand to hand, Armorer, Medical.


Secondary Skills: Destruction, Restoration, Athletics, Climbing, Conjuration.


Faction(s): Aldmeri Dominion


Religion: Molag Bal


Appearance:

Height: 7'3


Weight:300 pounds


Weapons: Two ebony maces. Along with that he has Destruction spells for fire and fire alone. Restoration he has self healing spells. Conjuration he has strictly summoning dramoras


Armour: (didn't wanna be op and put the dragon bone like in the pic) he uses ebony heavy armor with Daedric gauntlets and boots with a heavy dawngaurd helm.


Sexual Preference: not interested.


Likes: The dominion, High Elves, Orcs, his power.


Dislikes: Nords, Weaklings, Thalmor


Bio/Backstory: Vorngor was born to a high elf father and a Orc mother. Because of this he both grew to be the tallest and strongest of all the high elves along with being treated lower than the dirt. His mother taught him the path of an Orcish warrior along with teaching him of malacath. After many over 1500 years his mother and father had died but he showed no signs of changing in age. This depressed him as all his friends and family died while he lived. Eventually feeling nothing was left for him he joined the Aldmeri Dominions military. He was both scorned for his heritage but loved for his prowess in battle. He stayed in there for many many years and even took part in the sacking of the imperial city which he became gravely wounded in. He fell down into the river and floated a long ways eventually being saved by none other than an ogre. He woke up to his wounds dressed and the ogre helping him along. After a bit the ogre led him down to a spot where he could see his reflection in the water. He was taken back by what he saw a face of a high elf that was scared and burned and misshapen. Once he left the ogre he made sure to find his current helmet to hide his face. Something called him fourth to a strange looking rock. The rock looked of a screaming face. He found that this was a very primal shrine to Molag bal. at that time in history Molag bal wasn't widely worshipped as he is today. Molag bal told him that he chose Vorngor to be his first champion granting him immense strength and invulnerability to age. He gladly took this up as a reason to live so he still to this day is the first champion of Molag bal. throughout the years of service he has both done his duty and lived his own life. Molag grew to respect him in a sense considering he was and is the best champion he has ever had. Because of this Molag allows him to live out his life as he sees fit as long as he always comes to Molags aid and does his bidding when need be. His life goal now is both to serve Molag bal and to also find another purpose in his life. Sure Molag bal's champion is all well and good but there's got to be something more. He has become the arena champion before he has also fought alongside many armies and battlefields earning him the title of The Colossus.

 

[Locklaklazarii]

(Deleted my old character wanted to make a more unique one @Locklaklazarii )
Name: Vorngor Kla-Deoth


Gender: Male


Race: Half Altmer Half Orc


Role/Occupation: Mercenary


Age: 4050


Birthsign: Warrior


Attributes: Strength, Endurance


Primary Skills: Blunt, heavy armor, hand to hand, Armorer, Medical.


Secondary Skills: Destruction, Restoration, Athletics, Climbing, Conjuration.


Faction(s): Aldmeri Dominion


Religion: Molag Bal


Appearance:

Height: 7'3


Weight:300 pounds


Weapons: Two ebony maces. Along with that he has Destruction spells for fire and fire alone. Restoration he has self healing spells. Conjuration he has strictly summoning dramoras


Armour: (didn't wanna be op and put the dragon bone like in the pic) he uses ebony heavy armor with Daedric gauntlets and boots with a heavy dawngaurd helm.


Sexual Preference: not interested.


Likes: The dominion, High Elves, Orcs, his power.


Dislikes: Nords, Weaklings, Thalmor


Bio/Backstory: Vorngor was born to a high elf father and a Orc mother. Because of this he both grew to be the tallest and strongest of all the high elves along with being treated lower than the dirt. His mother taught him the path of an Orcish warrior along with teaching him of malacath. After many over 1500 years his mother and father had died but he showed no signs of changing in age. This depressed him as all his friends and family died while he lived. Eventually feeling nothing was left for him he joined the Aldmeri Dominions military. He was both scorned for his heritage but loved for his prowess in battle. He stayed in there for many many years and even took part in the sacking of the imperial city which he became gravely wounded in. He fell down into the river and floated a long ways eventually being saved by none other than an ogre. He woke up to his wounds dressed and the ogre helping him along. After a bit the ogre led him down to a spot where he could see his reflection in the water. He was taken back by what he saw a face of a high elf that was scared and burned and misshapen. Once he left the ogre he made sure to find his current helmet to hide his face. Something called him fourth to a strange looking rock. The rock looked of a screaming face. He found that this was a very primal shrine to Molag bal. at that time in history Molag bal wasn't widely worshipped as he is today. Molag bal told him that he chose Vorngor to be his first champion granting him immense strength and invulnerability to age. He gladly took this up as a reason to live so he still to this day is the first champion of Molag bal. throughout the years of service he has both done his duty and lived his own life. Molag grew to respect him in a sense considering he was and is the best champion he has ever had. Because of this Molag allows him to live out his life as he sees fit as long as he always comes to Molags aid and does his bidding when need be. His life goal now is both to serve Molag bal and to also find another purpose in his life. Sure Molag bal's champion is all well and good but there's got to be something more. He has become the arena champion before he has also fought alongside many armies and battlefields earning him the title of The Colossus.

Accepted

 

[Locklaklazarii]

Riara

• General
• Appearance
• Personality
• Biography
• Arsenal

• 
  
  
  

  Name: Riara (Last Name Unknown)

  
  
  
  

  Age: 4018

  
  
  
  

  Gender: Female

  
  
  
  

  Sexuality: Bi

  
  
  
  

  Race: Snow Elf

  
  
  
  

  Role: Unemployed/ Homeless

  
  
  
  

  Birthsign: The Steed

  
  
  
  

  Faction:None

  
  
  
  

  Religion: Worships Auri-el
• 
  
  
  Height: 6'7"

  
  
  
  Weight: 160

  
  
  
  Hair Color: Pure White

  
  
  
  Eye Color: Peach

  
  
  
  Build: Deception Mage/ Freelance Archer

  
  
  
  Tattoo: Spiral in White ink on her back

  
  
  
  Piercing: None

  
  
  
  Special things: None
• Likes: Cold Weather, Magic, Traveling, Sex, and Conversation
  
  
  Dislikes: Warm Weather, Fire, Hunting for food, the dark, Falmer, Nords, The Companions.
• 
  
  
  (this will be explained from a narrated by my character point of view.)
  
  
  "My time here in Tamriel has been, interesting to say the least. You could say I've been in refuge for quite some time. Or you can say I've made a new home. Let me explain to you how it all began, with my race nearly being extinct. Other than me of course, or others I have hoped escaped. It all began 4000 years ago. Or at least I think that's how long, wow, I've never noticed how old I was. Pardon me, sorry for mumbling off topic. Back to what I was saying, 4000 years ago, the Merethic Era is what they call it now, waged a war in Skyrim Between Ysgramors Companions, or Nords if you want to simplify it, and my people. The Snow Elves.
  
  
  I do blame my people for the war, because of course they were the ones who started it. My people were here first of course, but soon came the Atmorans, It was peaceful for a time. But that didn't last long. The Peace was short lived after My People invaded and wiped Saarthal off the map. Except for Ysgramor. And his two sons. We underestimated them, he called upon his five hundred companions. And the rest was history. The war raged on for a little while, until the snow elves couldn't handle Ysgramors army. They were pushed back into the underground where the Dwemer lived.
  
  
  We asked for help, they would give us shelter from the Atmorans in exchange for taking their deal. A deal my people had to take, or else they would be executed by the Atmorans. So they took the deal, where the Dwemer would feed my people toxic mushrooms in exchange for protection from the Atmorans. They accepted because there was no other way out. The toxins made my people blind, and then, the Dwemer betrayed us by making my people slaves. Taking advantage of them because they were all blind.
  
  
  This is when I escaped, far from Skyrim. To my current home in Northeast Morrowind. It was the only way to escape the latter. And then soon after the Dwemer betrayed, and enslaved most of my people. A war had actually begun underground between the Dwemer and Blind snow elves. It waged on for ages, until the Dwemer mysteriously disappeared. I don't have the full story, but I'm just glad they're gone. Their betrayal is unforgivable. Why they betrayed us I know not, only that I loathe them for their treachery.
  
  
  Countless centuries of living in seclusion, abuse, defilement, and enslavement took its toll upon my kind. Twisting and degrading them into the mindless and feral creatures. Beings that mothers and fathers would use to scare their children into obedience, or a travelers tale, The Falmer.
  
  
  Since all this has come to pass, years have flown by like seconds, or seeds blown through the air, carried by a rough gust of wind. Although it's been millennia, the thoughts and scars remain prevalent as if it were yesterday they were inflicted. But now I'm here. In Black Marsh. I'm not a very wealthy woman, and I'm not really fond of warm weather. But if it's for this much money as I've heard about, I'm willing to stick around. Maybe I'll win something, anything. I've started my journey to find more of my surviving bretherin. Ones that escaped before the Dwemer did what they did, ones that are completely unharmed. I know they're out there. I just have to continue to look.
  
  
  You're probably wondering how I've live for so long. Let's just say this good health came with a price, which I can't explain right now. But I pray to Auri-El to give me guidance, and the will to stay alive."
  
  
  Riara is also one of the few remaining Snow Elves that live today.
  
  
  
• Attributes: Agility, Willpower

  Primary Skills: Light Armor, Conjuration, Illusion, Alteration, Restoration

  Secondary Skills: Marksmen, Enchanting, Destruction, Mysticism, Medical

  Weapons: Only her ancient Falmer bow, and her current knowledge of magic.

  Armor: Dark Brown Hooded Raggedy Robe

View attachment 316552 View attachment 316553 @Savagai

Spoiler

Snow Elves(also referred to as "Ice Elves" or "Ancient Falmer.") :


Snow Elves are very talented when it comes to magic, from alteration to illusion, they are experienced in all forms of magic. They also have high intelligence(this giving them more magicka, a 2x increase). They also have an Immunity to the Coldest temperatures. And Have a bonus increase for Agility, and a bonus for Magic Light armor and archery. But also have reduced strength and reduced endurance. Besides those disadvantages, Snow Elves also are extremely weak to fire. While also getting a slight decrease in resistance to shock and absorb spells.


General Info About Snow Elves:


Like all Mer, snow elves are descendants from the subspecies of the Ancient Aldmer. They were the first race of Mer in Skyrim and were present long before the first Atmoran colonies established by Ysgramor.


They also live long lifespans, it's not currently known what the exact life expectancy but the current surviving Snow Elves are around 4000 years old. And their height is around 6'8'


@Locklaklazarii


You have to increase your age by at least 442 years bud

 

[Faltasey]

You have to increase your age by at least 442 years bud

Done

 

[Locklaklazarii]

Done

thnx bb

 

[Kazami42]

Oi ya bastard.

 

[Kazami42]

@Locklaklazarii gade is reuploading his cc to the point that it's now jumbled m8. You gonna reply to us or naw?

 

[Locklaklazarii]

@Locklaklazarii gade is reuploading his cc to the point that it's now jumbled m8. You gonna reply to us or naw?

OH I told him the Issues He just can't take rejection, plus he already has a char, he really doesn't need another one

 

[Kazami42]

OH I told him the Issues He just can't take rejection, plus he already has a char, he really doesn't need another one

And?