Frontier: Vvardenfell

[Sloady]

I feel so naked without my pink...

The Setting

The setting is Morrowind, just after the events of Skyrim. It is still a contested land, with neither the Empire, the Dunmer, nor the Argonians in shape to colonize the tracts of unclaimed, fertile land. The volcanic ash has made the soil ripe and ready for plants - the asteroid that crashed into Vivec has left huge seams of iron, gold and other minerals exposed on the surface, to be mined. Not to mention, the abandoned civilization left behind unimaginable loot...

The Quest

No heroes are made without a quest - and what better quest than that for riches and fame? Our intrepid bunch are doing the unthinkable, the impossible, the downright stupid - reclaiming Vvardenfell. Their destination is the ruins of the city of Vivec - almost completely destroyed in the asteroid attack. Or was it? Argonian stragglers from the south have told of the Palace of Vivec being almost completely intact, but also completely deserted. But along the way, they'll have to contend with wildlife, Argonian invaders, Ashlanders, Dwemer ruins, lava plains, and much, much more. Who could possibly attempt such an endeavour?

The Heroes

That's where you come in, actually. In a brilliant oversight, I have forgotten to come up with any heroes for this fantastical journey. So, you come up with your own. All I can say is - the "Heroes" are wide and diverse - doing this for their own agenda's, their own motives, their own personal gain. From a Thalmor spy, to a Dunmer freedom fighter, or just a dishonest Khajiit we all root for quietly, anything is possible.

The Journey

The journey has to start somewhere, right? And it starts in none other than a small town called D'vam, on the eastern edge of Blacklight. From there, they must cross onto the island, and then travel southeast down the entire island until they reach Vivec, where they must make their way through the ruined city, and claim their prize...

The Rules

The rules are simple, really. Post at least once a day, be nice OOC, and don't post too much OOC, and if you're going inactive, have your character commit suicide, or arrange to have them killed, or something. It's only courtesy. Besides that, Mary Sue characters won't be allowed. I'll judge what a Mary Sue is, but basically, don't be invincible, and we'll be 'kay. Kay? Besides that, try to have longish posts. 3-5 lines isn't much to write, but it tells much more of a story. Describe EVERYTHING and you'll be fine.

Character list:
1: Sloady:

Spoiler:

Name: Leiden Windfalll
Race: Dunmer
Sex: Male
Age: 124
Description: Leiden is slightly shorter than most Dunmer, and has very pale grey skin. He's slightly more muscled than the average elf. He has dark red eyes, and black hair that touches his shoulders, and covers his eyes.
Background: Leiden grew up in Skyrim, hence his Nordic name. Unlike some of the more unfortunate elves in Windhelm, he was taken on by the Jarls court after the civil war, in an effort for the Jarl to have better relations with the Dunmer. Leiden spent much of his youth as a servant to the Jarl, before the Jarl rewarded his service by making him a squire. The young boy studied the arts of combat, and magic, and the nobility of being a knight. Until upon one day, the Jarl's jealous son framed him for the murder of a Dunmer, and the Jarl believed him. Leiden was exiled from Windhelm, never to return. His heart turned bitter, and as cold as Skyrim's landscape. Leiden spent years plotting his revenge, and eventually repaid the Jarl's son betrayal with more betrayal. Hired as a mysterious mercenary on an escort mission, Leiden killed his guards, and his horse, before leaving him to die in the frozen wastes. His sense of retribution sated, he fled to Morrowind, though he never forgot the looks of the men he killed for his revenge.
Personality: Leiden is a closed off, quiet individual. He values honor, valor and respect, just as the Nord's do, but his shady past make him put vengeance and retribution high on his list. He has a quiet distaste for Argonians, and a fond love of Khajiit, who remind him of the Khajiit in the court of the Jarl.
Class: Nightblade
Weapons: An ebony shortsword.
Magic: Illusion, Destruction, Alteration
Armor/Clothing: Wears full leather body armor (similar in style to the Thieves Guild armor in Skyrim), and a black hood, as well as a pack full of whatever curios he has picked up along his adventure.

2: Chaos:

Spoiler:

Name: Qa'Mhirr
Race: Dagi-raht Khajiit
Sex: Male
Age: Unknown
Desciption: Ebony black fur, white underbelly/throat-chin, azure-white eyes, longer/thicker than normal tail. Like the rest of his kind, he is much smaller than most races of Nirn, but more muscular than the Dagi.
Background: Career Treasure hunter and lover of all things shiny, he often tags along any archaeological expedition as a scout, pocketing what he can or hiding things he can't to come back for later. He has no formal training in any field and prefers to think of his skill in archery and minor magical abilities as "luck of the Moon Beast", refusing to spend more than a blink in one spot at a time.
Personality: Friendly, inquisitive to a fault, and sees most of life as a hunt (game). Somewhat naive in most respects that don't involve the typical backstabbing that comes with treasure hunting.
Class: Scout/Wild Mage
Weapons: Steel Crossbow and quiver
Magic: (short range) untrained "wild" magics: hexs (draining spells), fortify speed, feather spell, and short range teleportation. Can't cast spells more than a few feet (on touch), so he 'casts' them on his bolts if he can't get close enough, less effective and tires him quickly.
Armor/Clothes: green-tinted black tabard with hood and pants, cut at mid-calf. Thin leather belt. Satchel secured on his back.

3: OblivionDuruza:

Spoiler:

Name: Indoril Thoryn
Race: Dunmer
Gender: Male
Age: 60s
Appearance: Thoryn is grey ash-skinned with hair the colour of ravens and eyes as red as the foyadas. He is of about average hight amongst his people, with a relatively muscled build. A scar runs along his upper left arm, a memento of a battle of old.
Profession: Warrior Priest
Favoured/ Major Skill: Blade
Description: Thoryn trained for many years as a Dunmer Knight and Crusader. He is skilled in the traditional Dunmer integrated combat of Blade, Bow and Destructive Magic, and is particularly proficient with a Blade. He prefers Medium and Light Armours, and is a fair smith. He has a basic knowledge of herbs and plants and is a student of the schools of Mysticism and Restoration. As a priest and noble, Thoryn is also a sophisticated orator. In addition, Thoryn is blessed with the natural resistance to fire that all Dunmer possess, and is protected by his Ancestral Spirits. Being born under the Warrior, Thoryn is more nimble and evasive than common folk. Thoryn is a skilled warrior and a devout follower of the Temple and its teachings. His combat style relies on agility and speed, as much as power and strength. As such, he is untrained in more brutal forms of combat. In essence, Thoryn is as susceptible to physical harm as other mortal men, and cannot compare to the warriors of the Orcs or Nords in brute strength and endurance.
Great House: Great House Indoril
Place of Birth: Almalexia
Background: Thoryn is a son of House Indoril, and was born into wealth and prosperity. In Morrowind, Thoryn had much wealth, due to the position of his family, however, as the Empire grew in Morrowind House Indoril declined and Thoryn left the House to wander as a pilgrim, in doing so following the guidance of Saint Veloth and devoting himself to his ancestor Indoril Nerevar.
Armour: A near full set of Indoril Armour, minus the face of Nerevar
Weapon: An Ebony Longsword and a Bonemold Long Bow, with Chitin and Bonemold Arrows.

4: Cardbird:

Spoiler:

Name: Veriax Stormwind
Race: Dunmer
Sex: Male
Age: fifty five
Desciption: Veriax has Dark green skin and red eyes.average hight for a dark elf. Veriax has Lightly Muscled,but is a bit chubby From years of Land living.
Background: Veriax was born in Riften,Skyrim.Orphaned at a young age Veriax Had to Steal and Pickpoket to survive. At the age of 20 He had enough money to leave Riften Buying a ship Veriax round up a crew of 17 Veriax became a pirate Over 20 years the survived Many Attacks by the navy And just as many mutinies.At the Age of 41 Veriax's ship Crashed of the morrowind cost Veriax bought a house in the small town of D'vam Veriax has lived there for the last 14 years Veriax is growing tired of the complacency and feels the urge to Travel Again.
Personality: Veriax Has a Flamboyant and Determined personality.He has a strong hate of lawmen from his days as a pickpoket and Pirate.
Class: Rogue
Weapons: Scimitar (He has a curved sword A.Curved.Sword) and Crossbow
Magic: illusion and Alchemy
Armour/Clothes: A Mostly Chitin with a Glass helm

5: POMC:

Spoiler:

Name: Stros M'kil
Race: Redguard
Sex: Male
Age: 34
Desciption: Dark-skinned and dark-haired with brown eyes, Stros is an opponent to be feared. He is very muscular and gifted in swordcraft. He has many scars, most of which he has sustained from battling Thalmor patrols that have strayed into Hammerfell.
Background: He comes from a long line of soldiers and his father was at the Battle of the Imperial City. He was one of the last men to flee and managed to evacuate a few dozen civilians along with his brother and father, who was later slain. He grew up in Sentinel before moving south. When the Thalmor attacked, his father, along with the rest of the army, held them off. When his father was killed, his family moved to Wayrest. As soon as he could, he joined the Stormcloaks as they shared his hatred of the Thalmor. He later returned home and began adventuring.
Personality: He hates anything that he is Thalmor. He doesn't care if it's a fellow Redguard, if they are part of the Thalmor then he sees them as an enemy. Unlike most of his peers, he doesn't dislike the Orcs unless they support the Thalmor.
Class: Warrior
Weapons: Scimitar
Magic: Simple spells
Armor: Iron chest plate, purple cape, Hammerfell gloves, iron boots, purple belt and a Alik'ir Hood.

6: AddictedtoMorrowind:

Spoiler:

Name: Llarays Bero
Race: Dunmer
Sex: Male
Age: 45
Description: His skin is bluish gray, warpaint covers most of his face, and his hair is black and is in a ponytail but he also has hair covering his head, too. He has red eyes and is muscular. He has a golden earring on both of his ears. He is slightly taller than the average Dunmer.
Background: Born to a Dunmer family in Whiterun 5 years after the events of Skyrim, his family moved elsewhere Elseweyr to Windhelm after a Stormcloak terrorized them. After that, another group of Stormcloaks killed his father and sister after they were walking home from working. The Imperial Legion accidentally killed his mother when she got in the way of a battle between a large group of Thalmor and the Legion. He has since been living in the wild, and despises the Thalmor, Legion, and Stormcloaks. Once hearing of treasure in the island of Vvardenfell, he decided he would go there in search of wealth and knowledge about his ancestor's homeland.
Personality: He is bitter and tough. Quiet and observant. Competitive but loyal.
Class: Archer
Weapons: Nordic Broadsword, Bonemold Arrows, Bonemold Long Bow, Chitin Shield.
Magic: Healing spells, Invisibility spells, Shield spells.
Armor: Mostly Chitin armor.

7:
8:

Posting Rules:

There are no posting rules persay, but to stop us from excluding people in different timezones, I'd like everybody to be considerate about how often you post. Don't post too often unless everyone is on and posting.

Fight Rules:

Most of the fights in game will be against enemies I choose. Whether you succeed or fail will be decided by a ten dice roll. (click the box and select 10 dice) A roll of 20 (33%) is a win. After losing 2 dice rolls, a player is unconscious, and must be revived by a potion or healing spell, or will die. Players roll their own dice, but I hope you guys will be honest enough about it.

[King Acunasti]

Oh my god, this is ridiculous. There are waaaaaay too many RP's going on right now. It's never gotten this bad before.

[Chaos the N'wah]

Count Chaos in, he's decided to go with the RP overload and join any that brings intrigue!
I'll have a character sheet tout suite

Name: Qa'Mhirr
Race: Dagi-raht Khajiit
Sex: Male
Age: Unknown
Desciption: Ebony black fur, white underbelly/throat-chin, azure-white eyes, longer/thicker than normal tail. Like the rest of his kind, he is much smaller than most races of Nirn, but more muscular than the Dagi.
Background: Career Treasure hunter and lover of all things shiny, he often tags along any archaeological expedition as a scout, pocketing what he can or hiding things he can't to come back for later. He has no formal training in any field and prefers to think of his skill in archery and minor magical abilities as "luck of the Moon Beast", refusing to spend more than a blink in one spot at a time.
Personality: Friendly, inquisitive to a fault, and sees most of life as a hunt (game). Somewhat naive in most respects that don't involve the typical backstabbing that comes with treasure hunting.
Class: Scout/Wild Mage
Weapons: Steel Crossbow and quiver
Magic: (short range) untrained "wild" magics: hexs (draining spells), fortify speed, feather spell, and short range teleportation. Can't cast spells more than a few feet (on touch), so he 'casts' them on his bolts if he can't get close enough, less effective and tires him quickly.
Armor/Clothes: green-tinted black tabard with hood and pants, cut at mid-calf. Thin leather belt. Satchel secured on his back.

[OblivionDuruza]

You can count me in too. I'll work on an application, maybe taking over a character from another RP.

Name: Indoril Thoryn
Race: Dunmer
Gender: Male
Age: 60s
Appearance: Thoryn is grey ash-skinned with hair the colour of ravens and eyes as red as the foyadas. He is of about average hight amongst his people, with a relatively muscled build. A scar runs along his upper left arm, a memento of a battle of old.
Profession: Warrior Priest
Favoured/ Major Skill: Blade
Description: Thoryn trained for many years as a Dunmeri Knight and Crusader. He is skilled in the traditional Dunmer integrated combat of blade, bow and destructive magic, and is particularly proficient with a blade. He prefers medium armours, and is a fair smith. He has a basic knowledge of herblore and plants and is a student of the schools of Mysticism and Restoration. As a priest and noble, Thoryn is also a sophisticated orator. In addition, Thoryn is blessed with the natural resistance to fire that all Dunmer possess, and is protected by his Ancestral Spirits. Being born under the Warrior, Thoryn is more proficient in combat than common folk. Thoryn is a skilled warrior and a devout follower of the Temple and its teachings. His combat style relies on agility and speed, as much as power and strength. As such, he is untrained in more brutal forms of combat. In essence, Thoryn is as susceptible to physical harm as other mortal men, and cannot compare to the warriors of the Orcs or Nords in brute strength and endurance.
Great House: Great House Indoril
Place of Birth: Almalexia
Background: Thoryn is a son of House Indoril, and was born into the memory of the once might House. Thoryn left Solstheim to wander as a pilgrim in search of the former glory of his ancestors, in doing so following the guidance of Saint Veloth and devoting himself to his ancestor Indoril Nerevar.
Armour: A near full set of Indoril Armour, minus the face of Nerevar
Weapon: An Ebony Longsword and a Bonemold Long Bow, with Chitin and Bonemold Arrows.

[Chaos the N'wah]

Yay Duru
Morrowind needs some love these days

[POMC S117]

Me too!

Name: Stros M'kil
Race: Redguard
Sex: Male
Age: Thirty four
Desciption: Dark-skinned and dark-haired with brown eyes, Stros is an opponent to be feared. He is very muscular and gifted in swordcraft. He has many scars, most of which he has sustained from battling Thalmor patrols that have strayed into Hammerfell.
Background: He comes from a long line of soldiers and his father was at the Battle of the Imperial City. He was one of the last men to flee and managed to evacuate a few dozen civilians along with his brother and father, who was later slain. He grew up in Sentinel before moving south. When the Thalmor attacked, his father, along with the rest of the army, held them off. When his father was killed, his family moved to Wayrest. As soon as he could, he joined the Stormcloaks as they shared his hatred of the Thalmor. He later returned home and began adventuring.
Personality: He hates anything that he is Thalmor. He doesn't care if it's a fellow Redguard, if they are part of the Thalmor then he sees them as an enemy. Unlike most of his peers, he doesn't dislike the Orcs unless they support the Thalmor.
Class: Warrior
Weapons: Scimitar
Magic: Simple spells
Armor: Iron chest plate, purple cape, Hammerfell gloves, iron boots, purple belt and a Alik'ir Hood.

[Sloady]

Name: Leiden Windfalll
Race: Dunmer
Sex: Male
Age: 124
Description: Leiden is slightly shorter than most Dunmer, and has very pale grey skin. He's slightly more muscled than the average elf. He has dark red eyes, and black hair that touches his shoulders, and covers his eyes.
Background: Leiden grew up in Skyrim, hence his Nordic name. Unlike some of the more unfortunate elves in Windhelm, he was taken on by the Jarls court after the civil war, in an effort for the Jarl to have better relations with the Dunmer. Leiden spent much of his youth as a servant to the Jarl, before the Jarl rewarded his service by making him a squire. The young boy studied the arts of combat, and magic, and the nobility of being a knight. Until upon one day, the Jarl's jealous son framed him for the murder of a Dunmer, and the Jarl believed him. Leiden was exiled from Windhelm, never to return. His heart turned bitter, and as cold as Skyrim's landscape. Leiden spent years plotting his revenge, and eventually repaid the Jarl's son betrayal with more betrayal. Hired as a mysterious mercenary on an escort mission, Leiden killed his guards, and his horse, before leaving him to die in the frozen wastes. His sense of retribution sated, he fled to Morrowind, though he never forgot the looks of the men he killed for his revenge.
Personality: Leiden is a closed off, quiet individual. He values honor, valor and respect, just as the Nord's do, but his shady past make him put vengeance and retribution high on his list. He has a quiet distaste for Argonians, and a fond love of Khajiit, who remind him of the Khajiit in the court of the Jarl.
Class: Nightblade
Weapons: An ebony shortsword.
Magic: Illusion, Destruction, Alteration
Armor/Clothing: Wears full leather body armor (similar in style to the Thieves Guild armor in Skyrim), and a black hood, as well as a pack full of whatever curios he has picked up along his adventure.

[Sloady]

Age: 29

Would you mind making him 5-10 years older? It'd suit the time frame better.

[POMC S117]

Spoiler:

Okay! I was going to make him thirty four but my three button isn't working.

[Crepe the Ashlander]

I've decided to join in on a third RP woot woot, plus it adds more depth to my long line of Rethan's:

Name: Abbard Rethan
Race: Dunmer
Age: 25
Sex: Male
Description: Abbard is rather lean and has a rather athletic/acrobatic style of combat involving many techniques which would confuse the average opponent. Although he is a Dunmer he has rather pale skin (for a Dunmer) as his Dunmer father had been married to a Nord woman. Despite this his eyes are still as red as the lava that pours from volcanoes.
Background: Abbard's father like his father before him was the Jarl of the Pale (little nod to another RP I am involved), yet his father did not last as long as his grand-father and was usurped by a Nord supremacist after a series of harrowing skirmish defeats to his forces. Abbard and his parents were given a manor in Solitude by the sympathetic Jarl there. Later in his young life Abbard left his parents behind, despite severe protest, to go join his distant cousin Draalas Orelan who was a Hlaalu councilor in Morrowind to help resist the invading/occupying Argonians. After several years of fighting, Abbard ending up taking leave in Blacklight, ending up getting drunk on the local Flin every night. One night the innkeeper where he was staying (and drinking) kicked him out for causing too much racket singing with the Redoran natives about pushing the Argonians out. After a long night he ended up waking up in a small inn in the town of D'vam, and that's how his part starts.
Personality: Abbard is still very young for a Dunmer, and although he has learnt much from his time in Morrowind, he is still very aggressive and easily excited, not to mention the Nord blood in him, giving him a taste for battle. Although he can be immature, he can act his age if the situation demands it. Despite his recklessness he is a very good ally, and will never or very rarely change his loyalties.
Class: Acrobat
Weapons: Two Nordic Steel daggers, and a shortbow which he uses occasionally.
Armor: Hlaalu patterned Netch leather armour

On a side note: Won't Vvardenfall be considerably changed as well due to the Red Mountain in essence, blowing up?

[POMC S117]

Didn't the Argonians attack in the 40's. This is set in the 200's.

[Crepe the Ashlander]

Oh I thought it was set in a generic time in the fourth era, so I made the main focus of my character the Argonian invaders/occupiers. To be fair though, several decades after the war started, who's to say the war hasn't ended, there has been no definitive ending to he war yet in Lore. Plus the OP mentions Argonians as potential enemies.

[POMC S117]

I don't think it's fifty. Sloady was fine with my character being thirty four and having a father involved in the Great War.

[Crepe the Ashlander]

Oh well, if thats the time setting of the RP, even then, there is no definitive ending to the war, for all you know the Argonians are still a wee bit rampant in Morrowind.

[POMC S117]

I have a question, when Sloady says post once a day, would there be room for exceptions like maybe your internet goes down or something like that?

[POMC S117]

Who's dad?

[AddictedtoMorrowind]

Your character's father, I believe.

Sadly, I don't think I have the time to join this roleplay, I would love to, but I don't think I have the time.

[POMC S117]

Okay. Well, Redguards are different. I'm sure being a father at 66 is... normal?

[Crepe the Ashlander]

A bit odd considering Redguard are normal humans, but i'm sure sloady will let it happen.

[Crepe the Ashlander]

Alright then, good thing that is sorted.

[Sloady]

POMC, yeah, there's exceptions, but if you know you're going to be gone for a while, it's best to kill of your character so the RP can continue to move along.

Crepe, it's set about 50 years after Skyrim. You'll either have to make your character older, or edit him extensively, because I was planning on having just the odd Argonian marauder force being there, but no really huge forces, because of the destruction of most of Vvardenfell.

[Crepe the Ashlander]

Fair enough, sorry for this, but i'm pulling out, doing that will severely deconstruct the Rethan family tree for me, I know it sounds a bit odd, but i'm rather OCD-ish about this, so don't take any offence.

[Sloady]

That's fair enough You could always have this guy be a descendant of the character you just posted Instead of having to deconstruct it, you could add another link to it.

[Crepe the Ashlander]

I think you just might have it, and with his half-Nord blood, this would work completely, thank you sloady, I did want to join in and now you've solved it.

[Sloady]

You going to do a new character sheet, or do you want to keep the old one, but just know that you've added a link to it? On an unrelated note, there's FAR too much OOC. From now on, if you have a question, message me about it.