Skyrim Roleplaying Guide ideas needed

[PsijicOrder]

Hey! I've been talking to admins about creating a Skyrim Roleplaying Guide as there was one for Oblivion that was very popular. I'd like to start the page for Skyrim but unfortunately Admins are focusing on In-Game details instead of more Misc. things such as this. As instructed, I have made a page where we can begin to post these ideas and start beta for the page. The link can be found here: http://uesp.net/wiki/User:PsijicOrder/S ... ying_Ideas

All I ask is that you please follow my guidelines, other than that, have fun and be creative. Let's make this page more thriving than Oblivion's with the unlimited possibilities of Skyrim.

Also, If you do not know how to post an Idea, Please, Email me an in depth guide for your character type and I'll be glad to review it and post it. You can Email find my email address on the Skyrim Roleplaying Ideas page. Simply follow the link!

Thank you for your support! (:
-PsijicOrder

[Newander]

I've been doing this, its a total blast!

It was cold and damp when the blurred perception of reality began to creep into the corners of Malices consciousness. Rather then jerking alert he exhibited the control taught painfully by his master Lord Cognus, through years of intense meditation exercises, the purpose was to control everything around him, from perception to reality. In Malices experience perception often was reality, he learned quickly that through direct or subtle manipulation he could modify the way he was viewed and thus change his reality and that of those around him. Keeping his eyes closed he concentrated, opening his senses up to the force. It felt different then usual, almost as if he was touching the force through a dense fog, there was a significant amount of pain in his body to draw upon the power of the dark side. However, it felt faint, like an echo of the normal powerful sensation. His skin was covered in a thin coat of cold moisture telling him that it was morning, someplace cold. The air was thin meaning the planet he was on either had a less dense atmosphere or he was in a mountainous region. He was being transported, that part was painfully obvious, a jerking motion combined with the smell of animals and humans stank in the air. His hands were bound in front of him, painfully tight, Malice didn't mind the pain, he drew on it used it to feed his fury, trying to fan the flame of the dark side within him. He mentally recited the Sith code;

Peace is a lie, there is only passion.
Through passion, I gain strength.
Through strength, I gain power.
Through power, I gain victory.
Through victory, my chains are broken.
The Force shall free me.

Usually, the dark side would fill him like an inferno, giving him strength and power, however, in this strange environment it was more like a spark. He doubted he would have the strength to break his bonds with this minimal amount of power. Malice decided to give up pretenses, there was nothing for him to gain by continuing to feign unconsciousness. He slowly opened his eyes and the world exploded around him, bright light shined into his head causing his vision to blur and he nearly lost consciousness from the pain. Malice gritted his teeth and welcomed the pain, again vainly attempting to turn it into raw dark side energy. A dirty fair haired human sat across from him on what appeared to be a primitive transportation device, he started speaking about Malice waking and bantering with another human he had identified as a horse thief sitting next to him. Malice remained silent, he didn't care about anything the man was saying apparently they had been detained by another group of humans and were being transported to a facility for some sort of processing. Another man was bound and gagged to his right, this man had an air of nobility about him, he sat straighter then the other men and was identified as a "Jarl" though this title meant nothing to Malice.

A short while later they entered a primitive settlement, stone masonry walls surrounded the encampment and there was a bustling of activity, apparently their caravan was expected Malice mused dryly as they pulled into an open courtyard. A second wagon had already arrived ahead of them containing more of the tall fair haired humans. A dark skin woman with metallic armor shouted for them to get off their wagon and began, a man next to her in some sort of animal hide armor began identifying members of the group and telling them to line up in front of another man with a black hood and a wicked looking large axe. The man that had originally been identified as the "horse thief" panicked and ran like a coward, he was summarily shot down by two men using primitive yet effective ballistic weapons, Malice didn't care about the mans fate, however, he was starting to realize that without the force this group of fools could harm, or maybe even kill him. The man in animal hide armor asked his name, referring to him as "Prisoner" and calling him elf, Malice was unfamiliar with this designation.

"I am Lord Malice, apprentice to Lord Cognus, Dark Lord of the Sith, release me fools or face my wrath"

The man ignored the threat and looked to the woman beside him.

"He's not on the list, what should we do?" He asked with a worried expression on his face. Apparently the woman was some sort of authority in this area.
"He will be executed with the rest" She replied with a stern look in his direction. Malice seethed, he looked around for options, none were apparent, if he ran he would share the fate of the horse thief. The man mumbled some sort of apology to him and said something about Thalmar. Malice just glared at them in hatred and fell into line.

So I started a Sith, for those of you familiar with Star Wars, basically I wear enchanted black robes and use a red glow enchanted katana, I specialized in "Sith Lightning" and use my Sith Speed to rush in and out of situations, I also use Jedi Mind tricks to get better prices and wear Sith Masks to increase my force powers. My slaves that follow me are treated harshly and killed if they do not do my bidding to my satisfaction. On my travels I've found the secret to eternal life through some sort of disease that although making me reliant on blood, extended my life span without limit. I joined the Imperials, and Dark Brotherhood.

[Dovahkiin1]

You need to write a book newander

[everar]

here's some existing stuff that can be fleshed out:
http://forums.uesp.net/viewtopic.php?f=38&t=26539

[PsijicOrder]

Thanks! I added your Sith Idea to my page. Please feel free to contribute anytime or edit/add onto existing character types that have already been added. (: Thanks for your help!!