Name: Harold Lott
Race: Imperial
Age: 21
Sex: Male
Apperance:(This can be changed if needed.)
Arena: Whatever arena he is paid to announce at
Class: Announcer (Not a combatant. Does play-by-play announcing of the battles)
Weapons: A steel dagger painted yellow to look like gold.
Armour: N/A
Clothes: Fancy Clothing
Schools of Magic: N/A
Items(Optional): Money.
Personality: YouTube Link
Backstory: Harold Lott is a very poor man. He pretends to have lots of money, but in reality is rather poor, and only just barely gets by on his wages from announcing.
Other information: Has a cockney accent.
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Healers,smiths, handling bets. Generally stuff that helps to run the arena. Being the announcer would require knowing the matches in advance and could ruin the surprise.
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Name: Alexis Arentino Race: Imperial Age: 32 Sex: Female Apperance: Alexis looks like the typical Imperial woman. She has long black hair and soft brown eyes as well as a pretty nasty scar running from the bottom of her neck to the top of her right cheek where another combatant got lucky.
Alexis has lithe and agile frame. Arena: Kvatch Class: Rogue Weapons: 12 throwing daggers and a steel short sword Armour: All leather armour with a hood and a half face mask. Clothes: A baggy white shirt and black trousers. Items(Optional): Alexis wears a 'lucky' amulet, though it has no enchantments. Personality: Alexis is a cool and calm person who keeps her head whilst under pressure- something essential for an arena champion. She is also incredibly stubborn. Backstory: Alexis was dumped on the streets as a child and had to survive on her own, however she was fortunate that at five years old the owner of Kvatch arena took her in out of pity and raised Alexis.
Being too young to actually fight Alexis helped out by cleaning the weapons after a fight and helping to patch up the wounds of the fighters. As she grew older the fighters there began to teach some of their moves -specifically a Bosmer who showed her how to use throwing weapons.
At fourteen, Alexis was becoming quite a skilled combatant but she began to butt heads with a new Altmer fighter in the arena. Over the next few years, the pair began to utterly despise each other- especially when Alexis began to fight in the arena herself.
At twenty eight Alexis was one of the arena's most skilled fighters and Alexis' "father" said she was able to take on the Arena Champion- she declined as the Champion was the Bosmer who was one of her only friends, so the fight was offered to someone else- the Altmer. Alexis watched the fight in horror as the Altmer cast a paralysis spell and slew her friend- becoming the new champion.
Enfuriated and heart broken- Alexis secretly took one of the Bosmer's throwing knives and vowed to kill the elf.
Another year passed and Alexis used this time to study how the Altmer fought- comfortable she challenged him. The fight itself was a very close one, Alexis had managed to narrowly avoid the first paralysis spell and threw the Bosmer's knife only to be hit by the second spell. Fortunately though, the knife was already in motion- it sailed through the air and found its mark, the Altmer's eye. The blade sunk in deep and killed him, making Alexis the new champion- a title she has kept through hard work and sheer stubborness, in fact it is a common joke to say that Alexis is too stubborn to actually die. Other information: Current Champion of the Kvatch arena.
I asked Justice if he wanted to be the kvatch grand champion and he said yes. It's due to no-one being in kvatch and he wanted to be a kvatch person. He is the only exception to the pitdog rule.
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Uh-oh! Justice needs company! Ruckus to the rescue!
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Name:"Cutter" Dredena Race:Dunmer Age:37 Sex: Male Appearance:Cutter is an emaciated Dunmer with black hair tied back in a rouge knot. His eyes are darkly shadowed, contrasting with his bright red eyes. Arena:Kvatch Class:Mage Weapons:A large, bloody knife he calls "Beatrice". Armour: N/A Clothes:A bloodstained apron with simple boots and leather pants. Schools of Magic:Restoration, Illusion, Destruction. Items(Optional): A small bone he took from the corpse of his first kill. In this chest, Cutter also keeps his old armor.
Personality: Sadistic, cruel, and always eager to cut off a limb.
Backstory: Cutter was always a queer boy. He grew up in Morrowind, and when he was older, he found himself entangled with the Dark Brotherhood. And he loved every moment of it. After five years of service, Cutter left them and wandered the land. He soon found his way to the Kvatch Arena, where he took up the post of a healer. In truth, he just likes seeing the blood fly.
Other information: Healer at the Kvatch Arena
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Right, i'm starting this soon. Would this weekend or the next one be ideal for everyone? It probably will be a bit slow paced due to life but i'll try to post every day when i feel it is worth doing a DM post. ANd no, Shadow, you can't enslave everyone or me.
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[&@%!] it, i'm kicking this [&@%!] into life! Let the battles commence! Usual rules apply. I'm still accepting people and this will always be open to new gladiators.
The Imperial Arena
A group of new gladiators had just finished signing their contract and were inside the Bloodworks. Many other gladiators were training for their next match and the 4 gladiators were in front of the Blademaster. "In case you can't read like the morons that you are, i'm going to tell you the rules. No looting, no killing before a match,no betting on yourself and your rainments must be worn at all times during a match. Now, is that too hard for you to understand?" Owyn the redguard told the new pitdogs. "Oh and welcome to the Blue team." He added afterwards as if it was an afterthought. The pitdogs were now free to do whatever they wanted to.
Kvatch
Alexis was facing an orc in ebony armour in a match for her title. It was a fight to the death and the match had just started. "I'm going to tear you from limb to limb, [&@%!]." the orc growled as walked towards her with his battle axe in both hands.
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Rook, i've got nothing for you at the moment. And yes, i just did a sterotypical orc. What?
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Alexis smirked and spun a dagger in her hand, she could kill the Orc with a well placed throw right now- but that wasn't what the crowd wanted, they wanted entertainment.
"Many have tried Orc," She said with a little bow, in the same movement she flung a dagger at the Orc's right hand, it wasn't meant to wound -that would just be a lucky side effect if it did- it was just to test his reflexes.
The ork moved his hand out of the way of the dagger which resulted in the dagger missing it's target. "They weren't blessed by Malacath." The orc told Alexis as he advanced on her with his axe. He unleashed a forward jumping attack with his axe on her. The crowd were eagerly watching the two brave gladiators do battle for their entertainment.
Imperial Arena
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Going to wait for the rest to post to avoid leavign people behind.
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Alexis ducked under the axe and just as the blade passed above her she would thrust the dagger upwards to where the Orc's armour met his helmet- the literal chink in his armour.
The ork kicked Alexis in the chest which resulted in imperial woman falling to the ground. "Time to die, imperial [&@%!]." He growled as he brought his axe down but the woman still had a chance to get out of the way.
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(This can be changed if needed.)
And yes, i just did a sterotypical orc. What?
