Skyrim (RP Thread)

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  • Irelia's gaze lowered. She wasn't political, but she had put at least a sliver of faith in people that quickly left her to die. She owed her life to the Khajiit. "Do you need anyone to travel with? I'm alright with spells..." The Breton trailed off.


    Snorting, Falura crossed her arms. "So you've just escaped death and you're about to jump right back into it... That was a dragon. I think that we have a few bigger problems than the war right now." She frowned.

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    KENAI || DOVAHKIIN

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    The khajiit rolled his eyes. "Traveling in groups is smart, so you are welcome to accompany me." He paused. "I know what that was. But what am I supposed to do? Kill it by myself?" He hadn't been aware that he was capable of doing so. He hadn't known that he was the dovahkiin, and could permanently kill the dragon. He hadn't known that he was to actually save the world.

  • ooc: "But what am I supposed to do? Kill it by myself?" yeah actually, kek



    ic: Offering a small smile, Irelia nodded a little.


    "I think a warning to the people of Skyrim about a damned dragon might be more important than joining the war." Falura glowered. "Plus, maybe if we take this information to someone important we could receive a reward."

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    KENAI || DOVAHKIIN

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    Kenai snorted. "I think they are both important. Killing two birds with one stone. Defeating the Empire and trying to defeat the dragons." He said, with a lash of his long cat tail. He wasn't going to sit here and argue. The dragon seemed to be heading towards Whiterun, and he needed to get there to see what he could do to help.

  • Within the mind of the orc flashed the memory of him, standing by himself among his dead companions. He had fought well on the day the bandits attacked, but his friends couldn't have said the same. The shame lied within this not being the first of incidents like this. He was so often an amiable fighter, but to the point where he found himself alone. Then, he was back in that watchtower, with the other prisoners. He glanced around to them, thinking perhaps they would share the same fate.

    Not on his watch.

    He stepped forward slightly, piping up his voice. "You all can count me along. You look like you could use some muscle." He half-chuckled, trying not to dwell on the past. "Wherever we go, you've my back as long as you want."

  • ooc: I enjoy making anime noises like 'tch'. Also sorry for the history lesson, but Morrowind is a good game jfc



    ic: "Tch." Looking away, Falura frowned. She was not fond of the Empire. Never had been. She did not like Talos, or Tiber Septim himself- if what the Real Barenziah taught her was indeed real, was that he was just a sleazy old man worshiped for whatever reason. Nonetheless, she could relate to persecution based upon belief. It had happened to her ancestors, during the time of the Tribunal, the Living Gods. ALMSIVI had their Ordinators get rid of the "Dissident Priests", a label plastered upon anyone that dared to oppose Vivec, Sotha Sil, and Almalexia. Particularly those that believed in the Nerevarine Prophecies. The Ashlanders, the Urshilaku especially, were firm believers in the return of Nerevar and Azura. Falura herself was not of Urshilaku descent- Zainab, rather- but no one could deny that the Ashlanders were right. The Nerevarine came in the time of her grandparents. And, the entire island of Vvardenfel was destroyed because of the arrogance of someone who fancied himself a god- Vivec. Having never lived there or experienced this herself, Falura was not entirely emotional about the subject, but her pride in her background caused her to be feisty about it. Her mother's life was turned upside down due to it as well. "...I will accompany you."

  • Probable Demonic Pole Dancer

    Sinjirr had been stuck in prison for so long. Or that was what it had felt like atleast. He had escaped thanks to his prankster skills that included theft and lockpicking but they had taken all of his stuff. But he Always had his weapon with him and no-one could take that away from him, his body. He tasted the air to see if he could make out where the nearest village was, they Always smelled bad of pigs and unclean people. He needed to know where he was and maybe steal some gear to not look like a beggar. He kept Walking and soon enough, a village There was nothing particulary special about the village or small Town whatever you chose to call it. Right when he was about to turn in its direction an arm closed on his neck, choking him. The creature bit him in the shoulder but he elbowed it in the stomach and kicked it on its left shin. It let out a growl of pain and it fell to the ground when Sinjirr gave it a Heavy blow to the head. Sinjirr kneeled down to inspect the creature, it looked like a man and what was hiding under that hood? Right as he touched the hood the thing turned to ash in blue smoke right Before his Eyes. He swore and jumped back a bit. Sin once again walked forward to inspect, only ash and clothing. The clothes were unharmed, it suprised him since the creature was only Ashes now. He took an empty pouch from its belt and carefully scooped up the powder. The clothes were comfortable and he had burned the prisoners clothes. He took the hood over his head and then checked the pockets and the pouches for interesting things. Unknown powders, a weid root, a glass dagger, a potion and... Moonsugar! But no indication on what the creature had been. "Probably a goblin," he said to himself, mostly to reassure that it wasnt something bad that had venom. He also had a pouch of gold. Gold, not silver or copper, gold. This thing had been rich, glass and gold. The powders were probably Worth something too.

    He had rented a room in the Town and had locked the door and dumped himself on the bed. Soon sleep came to him like an angel.

  • EINAR | MALE | LONER


    It didn't take Einar long to get over his pride and get up from the floor when Galeon left. If anything, the man had quickly grabbed his stuff and tried following after the argonian. He could tell Astrid later on or whenever that he finished the job. It was just a simple job to assassinate some bandit or something, plus he didn't mind aiding the other man with his own jobs as well. The large Nord did however, leave behind a sort of quick written note to tell Astrid he was done, and nabbed a few potions and rations without her knowing.


    His leather boots hit against the stone stairs as he made his way up the stairs and out if the sanctuary. Though, the large man didn't expect to hear the loud screech and roar of... Well, perhaos a beast, when he exited the sanctuary. The Nord stopped almost immediately and ran to the a bunch of trees, peering st the sky as he saw some sort of creature fly by. "I-Is that a dragon?!" He whispered with widened eyes as he saw the scaly beast fly across the sky and off to the North.

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    KENAI || DOVAHKIIN

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    Kenai nodded. "4 is better than 2. If anyone else would like to go, that's fine as well. So we can definitely go, now. We have quite a trip ahead of us." He stated, before he walked ahead. He wasn't necessarily taking the lead, but he was just following the trails.


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    GALEON || DARK BROTHERHOOD ASSASSIN

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    The green eyes argonian looked in the sky, his eyes widened. "That is awesome! What i'd do for some of those bones to hang on my wall." He said with a laugh before he turned and headed for his contract, looking back at Einar with a huff. He knew the Nord wouldn't be about to stray from him for long.

  • ~Dritur~

    Dri grabbed her bag checking for potions before leaving the safety of her cave. The brunette walked only a little ways out of the cavern before smelling the acrid stench of smoke, she gagged her tiny body shuddering at the idea of fire. She immediately rushed back to her cave packing her important things quickly knowing she couldn't risk being burned. Thanking Molag-Bal that she had so little to carry the young vampire rushed off away from the fearfully burning town that had once been a thriving Helgan.

    ~Dessi~

    Des froze listening closely for any sounds hinting at an enemies existence,slowing his own breath to listen. After hearing nothing for awhile he hurried along he was only a minute or so from Riverwood.

    ~Korin~

    Kor was still running though he had sheathed his weapons he didn't plan on slowing down til he reached Riverwood at the least.


    ~Celichi~


    ~OOC~

    Sorry for the shortness wanted to show where everyone is and where they are going but I'm a bit tired...

  • Yinu Harika

    Yinu walked swiftly to the riverwood, helgen gate. They had just received word of several oncoming adventurers? Either way, their mission was to find out why they were here. Yinu looked over at The angry Yangshi, his scarlet eyes admiring his face.


    Yangshi Harika

    Yangshi pulled out his short sword and readied his stance as they reached the gate. Nobody was getting by until he figured out what the hell was going on. His scales coloration caused him to become agitated under the bright sun. Lucky bastard Yinu and his white scales.

  • ~Dritur~

    Dritur weaved through the trees on her way to Riverwood, her blood boiling in her veins reminding her not to try and run unless it was necessary for survival.

    ~Dessi~

    Dessi had reached the gates putting his bow onto his back with a sigh of relief he started to enter the city

    ~Korin~

    Kor had to slow down to walk for a minute to catch his breath noticing three stones The standing stones, I should- Korin walked up to the stones pressing a hand to the mage stone, accepting its blessing.


    ~Celichi~


    ~OOC~

  • ooc: Sorry if replies are going to be a tad slow for a bit. Some irl issues are taking place.


    IC: Tor'Kuul kept his massive posture rigid as he followed the group. Where they led, he'd follow.