Post Your Character

[Taters]

Name: Grazer
Race: Trokturian Cow, Black and White
Birthsign: The Ritual
Current Level: 5
Class: Farmer
Specialization: Combat
Attributes: Strength, Personality
Major Skills:
Hand to Hand
Heavy Armor
Armorer
Restoration
Alchemy
Mercantile
Security

Here's the handsome fellow now.

[Mucro]

Whilst I can't remember off the top of my head, my characters skills, he is a deceptive Illusion/ melee fighter.
I can talk of his back-story though.

He was born into a well-off family in high-rock. He lived a well off life in high rock, until he was framed for the murder of his father when he was 20 years old. He spent 2 years in a local jail, before being moved to the imperial bastion for safer keeping. He escaped from jail in the confusion of the events leading up to the emperor's death. He joined up with the Imperial arena, and fought until the rank of myrmidon. He left, however, when a job opportunity came from umbacano as a treasure hunter. He worked with umbacano up until his death. Using the money earned, he brought a house in Cheydinhal, and lived a fairly laid back life. He became a knight errant of leyawiin and helped citizens across Tamriel. He has just found out about a door in the niben-bay. He is going to investigate soon.

[KneelBeforeZod]

Back when I had a TV and an X-Box, I made Blade, a Redguard witch hunter with the Lord birthsign, because he has all of their strengths, and none of their weaknesses. Except for weakness to fire. I was still working on that. But he completely raided the Blades stronghold of all katanas, so that's cool.

Another one I made: Sabretooth, a Nord. Again with the Lord birthsign, and I made a custom class, basically, combat-based, but his only attack form was hand to hand. Actually, he was freaking amazing. I got his speed and strength to the 90s really easily, but I stopped playing him, as my hands passed through ghosts. I wasn't aware that Masters of hand to hand could hit anything they wanted.

But my MAIN character was Thanatos. I'll tell you guys about him a bit later, mwuah ha ha...

[He-Who-Likes-Pies]

Name: Eleroth
Race: Male Altmer
Birthsign: The Warrior
Specialization: Combat
Attributes: Strenght, Endurance
Skills:
Blunt
Block
Armorer
Light Armor
Athletics
Speechcraft
Mercantile

The concept of my character is that he was a veteran of the War of Betony. He is an orphan and mostly spent his early years struggling in the streets of Daggerfall. A childless, elderly Breton couple took pity on him. They've adopted him and employed him as a worker in their own meager farm.

When the war came, he decided to join King Lysandus' army as he had aspirations of becoming a full-fledged knight. After the war, he decided to become a freelance mercenary. He opted to not join mercenary guilds as he, like most knights, wished to have the honor and glory of great deeds all to himself.

The Warp in the West made employment hard for him though so he had no choice but to find his fortune in other provinces. Honorable contracts were hard to come-by and, as his resources dwindled, he had no choice but join an independent mercenary band hired by House Dres. They were contracted to recapture a group of escaped Argonian slaves along the Black Marsh border. Even though it went against his morals, Eleroth barely had any gold left and, with no other jobs at hand and no one to turn to, he had no choice but to accept the mission.

They have failed in their task. Even though they've managed to capture some of the escaped slaves, their remaining comrades managed to escape and contact a roaming band of Imperial soldiers; telling them of their plight. The Imperial legionnaires skirmished with the mercenaries as most of them refused to yield. Bothered by his conscience, Eleroth chose to surrender to the authorities rather than fight. He was arrested and was sent to the Imperial City to be given a fair trial.

[Korutsuru]

i wanna show the face of my character, i already did it in skyrim but i think there was a little bit off-topic

face:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/tul/5506761638/

greetings

[Qwackie]

i wanna show the face of my character, i already did it in skyrim but i think there was a little bit off-topic

face:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/tul/5506761638/

greetings

That is one good looking character. o-O
~~
Made a sneaky character. Based off of my first Morrowind character, except she doesn't suck.

Name: Cidweth
Race: Bosmer
Class: Custom Monk
Sign: Warrior
Blade
Hand-to-hand
Light Armor
Marksman
Sneak
Security
Blunt

She sucks a little, but she's fun to play as.

[BiasMonkey]

I choose my character when i haven't played any RPG yet, so all of the stats are not the ones i would choose now.

Name: Wouter(i took my own name, because i couldn't think of anything else) lvl. 30
Gender: male
Race: Dumner
Class: Monk
Birthsign: The thief

Major skills:
Acrobatics
Alteration
Athletics
Hand to Hand
Marksman
Security
Sneak

most used skills:
Sneak-100
Lockpick-100
Heavy armor-98
Acrobatics-142(the boots of springheel jak are glitcht to me)
destruction-80

favorite guilds:
Dark brotherhood
Fighters guild

[merodoc]

well im kinda knew to the game and am trying my first custom class so here it is

Mero the Male Nord Coldplay is epic fail trying to come up with something new and itneresting

[merodoc]

[quote="Teknobard357"]Aleriana Tirieth (formerly Aleriana Valspar)
High Elf Noblewoman (currently level 7)
Born under the sign of the Tower(might use the console to change this later)
Chosen Class Attributes: Personality, Willpower
Class Skills:
Blade
Destruction
Illusion
Mysticism
Restoration
Mercantile
Speechcraft
Other Skills of Note:
Alchemy, Sneak, Alteration

Once a resident the Elven Gardens district of the Imperial City, she lived with her husband Arethos Vaspar, also a High Elf noble of good repute. While things looked picture-perfect from the outside, the marriage was not a loving or happy one for Aleriana. Embittered by being bought and sold like a commodity through such pretty phrases as 'dowry' and 'inheritance' and 'duty to one's family', her looks, status, and husband's possessive and dominating nature damning her to a fate as a shallow courtier and trophy-wife, the skill in magic she practiced all through her youth atrophying slowly from neglect and the oppressive forbiddance of her spouse, she slowly began to ponder ways to extricate herself from this hellish political prison of half-spoken secrets, open lies, false smiles, and stone hearts.

After one of her husband's trips to 'conduct business', which she knew was code for one of his many mistresses (the gold-digging skooma-sucking [&@%!]....), she prepared his usual nighttime glass of wine for him. She being the docile housewife, Arethos did not think twice when she mentioned this was a new, specially distilled delight. "Let us hope it is a marked improvement over your skill in nightly pleasures..." he said, sitting in his favorite chair and downing the glass in one gulp. She simply smiled. "Oh I think you'll enjoy it. It took me many months to collect the ingredients, and many more to distill them down to just the right potency to allow for a nice prolonging of it's enjoyment." As her husband looks on in horror, a strange blue liquid oozing from his gasping mouth and nostrils, she simply continued. "Let's see, tigerlily, nightshade, wormwood...I must say the hardest part was finding something to balance out the frost salts. They are so difficult to obtain, but the sacred lotus seeds and tigerlily nectar do such a good job of slowing the seething cold lethality eating away at your insides down to a crawling pace, don't you think? And they give the Wine such a smooth flavor..." She reminisced as she calmly stepped over to him. She caressed back a few straying strands of his hair as he stiffened with tension and fear, straining against the back of his armchair, the blue liquid now oozing from his eyes and ears, freezing on his checks. "Goodnight beloved husband," she said, her voice now cold and bitter, as she sat across the room sipping Cyrodillic Brandy for the next few hours, enjoying the piteous sounds of her husband's gasping and retching.

Sadly, however, her new-found freedom was not to last, as her husband was indeed an important political figure, and she hadn't really bothered to cover her tracks. She was arrested, her home seized by the state, her alchemy notes and arcane formulae burned by some errant official believing them to be too dangerous to exist.

In the Imperial prison she waited, and rotted, nearly all that was left of her talents fading and forgotten. She had all but given up hope when a stroke of good fortune came on an unexpected day. The Emperor fleeing from assassins, through her cell!!! And leaving the way open and clear behind him?? Even moreso, trusting errantly in her to find his last heir and restore the Septim line? Oh, she would indeed seize this opportunity. Bloodying her hands for the first time in years, feeling that spark of ruthless determination kindled within herself once again, she happily stepped over the Emperor's fallen form and into the sewers, embracing her new destiny.

Walking into one of the finest shops of the Imperial City, a pocket full of money earned through fire and blood with the possessions and gold of goblins and cultists, she bought an extravagant dress of black and burgundy, and a sparkling amulet and shoes to match. She chose a new surname for herself, one that aptly means 'elegance.' After all, if she is to ascend to her rightful place, (with the aid and endorsement of one very grateful Imperial heir) she must seem the part of the influential political power that she always knew she deserved to be.
After a short stop in Weynon priory, she rides to Kvatch at full speed, a mind full of newly learned spells and a heart full of dark ambition driving her on...

-----

Okay, so this is by no means the end of the story, but I don't really wanna post any more of it unless ppl want me to continue, cuz I think this beginning kinda stands very well on its own.[wow nice like this character. keep up the good work ]

[Qwackie]

Decided to you know, roleplay this time through. It makes you feel immersed when you play with headphones on a realistic volume, high graphics, and at midnight when goblins make you jump.

Name: Silcia Darian
Race: Breton
Class: Default Bard
Sign: Atronach
I haven't come up with much of a backstory, other than her being an orphan with a skooma addict of an older brother. She preformed for money at the local Bravil bar, before getting drunk and messing up her life. She later was arrested for assault, and had no money to pay the fine because she wasted it all on ale. Even though the guard who arrested her was her friend, she was angry. She stabbed him with one of the knives by her side, and though it didn't even hurt him through his armor, her fine was raised.
Eventually she ended up being thrown into the dungeons, going near insane in the process. She scared the guards, humming songs loudly, singing about murder. She was brought in chains to the Imperial City, where she escaped and created a new identity, leaving her two year old son and thirty year old brother behind.

[Darius Ryder]

This is my current character:

Darius Ryder, male Imperial, Lvl 22
Class: Vampire Hunter
Sec. Race: Vampire (Ironically)
Birthsign: The Warrior
Major Skills: Armorer, Blade, Heavy/Light Armor, Destruction, Sneak, Marksman
Minor Skills: Acrobatics, Alteration, Conjuration, Alchemy, Blunt, Block, Security, Mercantile, Hand to Hand, Illusion, Mysticism, Speechcraft, Restoration
Favorite Melee: Ebony Longsword of Flames
Favorite Ranges: Ebony Bow/Silver Arrows
Favorite Dest. Spell: Heat Blast
Favorite Heavy/Light Armor: Heavy: Ebony, Light: Mithril
Preferred: Heavy
Bio: All Darius remembers is an all out bar war at the drunken dragon inn, the imperial legion keep talking about how a Dunmer walked up behind me with a bar stool and slammed my upper back, but he doesnt remember. One day he was woken up in the Imperial City Prison by the annoying Dunmer across the way ranting on and on about how "I'm going to DIE in here" and then it happened, a female Imperial Blade walked up with two other blades and yes, Emporer Uriel Septim VIII! Darius Immediatly thought they were here to kill him but the imperial woman touched the wall and his bed lowered in dust, He was finally getting out of jail!


This is the character i'm playing now, feel free to msg me for any further ideas on a new character.

[merodoc]

Aleriana Tirieth (formerly Aleriana Valspar)
High Elf Noblewoman (currently level 7)
Born under the sign of the Tower(might use the console to change this later)
Chosen Class Attributes: Personality, Willpower
Class Skills:
Blade
Destruction
Illusion
Mysticism
Restoration
Mercantile
Speechcraft
Other Skills of Note:
Alchemy, Sneak, Alteration

Once a resident the Elven Gardens district of the Imperial City, she lived with her husband Arethos Vaspar, also a High Elf noble of good repute. While things looked picture-perfect from the outside, the marriage was not a loving or happy one for Aleriana. Embittered by being bought and sold like a commodity through such pretty phrases as 'dowry' and 'inheritance' and 'duty to one's family', her looks, status, and husband's possessive and dominating nature damning her to a fate as a shallow courtier and trophy-wife, the skill in magic she practiced all through her youth atrophying slowly from neglect and the oppressive forbiddance of her spouse, she slowly began to ponder ways to extricate herself from this hellish political prison of half-spoken secrets, open lies, false smiles, and stone hearts.

After one of her husband's trips to 'conduct business', which she knew was code for one of his many mistresses (the gold-digging skooma-sucking [&@%!]....), she prepared his usual nighttime glass of wine for him. She being the docile housewife, Arethos did not think twice when she mentioned this was a new, specially distilled delight. "Let us hope it is a marked improvement over your skill in nightly pleasures..." he said, sitting in his favorite chair and downing the glass in one gulp. She simply smiled. "Oh I think you'll enjoy it. It took me many months to collect the ingredients, and many more to distill them down to just the right potency to allow for a nice prolonging of it's enjoyment." As her husband looks on in horror, a strange blue liquid oozing from his gasping mouth and nostrils, she simply continued. "Let's see, tigerlily, nightshade, wormwood...I must say the hardest part was finding something to balance out the frost salts. They are so difficult to obtain, but the sacred lotus seeds and tigerlily nectar do such a good job of slowing the seething cold lethality eating away at your insides down to a crawling pace, don't you think? And they give the Wine such a smooth flavor..." She reminisced as she calmly stepped over to him. She caressed back a few straying strands of his hair as he stiffened with tension and fear, straining against the back of his armchair, the blue liquid now oozing from his eyes and ears, freezing on his checks. "Goodnight beloved husband," she said, her voice now cold and bitter, as she sat across the room sipping Cyrodillic Brandy for the next few hours, enjoying the piteous sounds of her husband's gasping and retching.

Sadly, however, her new-found freedom was not to last, as her husband was indeed an important political figure, and she hadn't really bothered to cover her tracks. She was arrested, her home seized by the state, her alchemy notes and arcane formulae burned by some errant official believing them to be too dangerous to exist.

In the Imperial prison she waited, and rotted, nearly all that was left of her talents fading and forgotten. She had all but given up hope when a stroke of good fortune came on an unexpected day. The Emperor fleeing from assassins, through her cell!!! And leaving the way open and clear behind him?? Even moreso, trusting errantly in her to find his last heir and restore the Septim line? Oh, she would indeed seize this opportunity. Bloodying her hands for the first time in years, feeling that spark of ruthless determination kindled within herself once again, she happily stepped over the Emperor's fallen form and into the sewers, embracing her new destiny.

Walking into one of the finest shops of the Imperial City, a pocket full of money earned through fire and blood with the possessions and gold of goblins and cultists, she bought an extravagant dress of black and burgundy, and a sparkling amulet and shoes to match. She chose a new surname for herself, one that aptly means 'elegance.' After all, if she is to ascend to her rightful place, (with the aid and endorsement of one very grateful Imperial heir) she must seem the part of the influential political power that she always knew she deserved to be.
After a short stop in Weynon priory, she rides to Kvatch at full speed, a mind full of newly learned spells and a heart full of dark ambition driving her on...

-----

Okay, so this is by no means the end of the story, but I don't really wanna post any more of it unless ppl want me to continue, cuz I think this beginning kinda stands very well on its own.

damn i so want to play this. how would recommend facing up to combat situations and strategy etc?

[zzfallens]

Name: Heedul
Race: Argonian
Birthsign: The Thief
Class Major Skills:

Armorer
Blade
Alchemy
Restoration
Acrobatics
Mercantile
Security

I'm attempting to do Efficient Leveling for my first time on this character. Also I'm doing it completely legit. No cheats or glitchs

[Ghost Rider]

Name: J-Man the Barbarian
Race: Nord
Birthsign: The Warrior
Class Major Skills:

Armorer
Blade
Block
Blunt
Security
Heavy Armor
Restoration

[Eltee]

Name: Llela
Gender: F
Race: Dunmer
Birthsign: The Serpent
Class: Rogue (I like the name, but it's a custom class)
Skills:
Blade
Marksman
Destruction
Sneak
Security
Light Armour
Alchemy

I originally just started this profile to get the evil achievements, like Dark Brotherhood and Thieves Guild. I eventually did Pilgramage and started anew, which was weird because I went from 97 infamy, 1 fame to... 1 fame.
I have developed a backstory, and am now roleplaying it. Oh, and I am now a level 27. I use the Ebony blade, Leather armour and a Zealot hood.

[Arch-Mage Matt]

My assassin character. Rumor has it no mortal has seen his face...

[zzfallens]

New character

Name: Dovahkiin
Race: Nord
Birthsign: The Warrior
Class: Custom Class "Dragon Born"

Armorer
Athletics
Blade
Block
Restoration
Light Armor
Mercantile

I'm wearing an orcish helmet, Saviours hide, morag tong gauntlets greaves and boots and using Umbra and I'm still deciding what shield to use.

[Eltee]

New character

Name: Dovahkiin
Race: Nord
Birthsign: The Warrior
Class: Custom Class "Dragon Born"

Armorer
Athletics
Blade
Block
Restoration
Light Armor
Mercantile

I'm wearing an orcish helmet, Saviours hide, morag tong gauntlets greaves and boots and using Umbra and I'm still deciding what shield to use.

Feeling impatient, are we?

[zzfallens]

New character

Name: Dovahkiin
Race: Nord
Birthsign: The Warrior
Class: Custom Class "Dragon Born"

Armorer
Athletics
Blade
Block
Restoration
Light Armor
Mercantile

I'm wearing an orcish helmet, Saviours hide, morag tong gauntlets greaves and boots and using Umbra and I'm still deciding what shield to use.

Feeling impatient, are we?

you can say that.

[ZombieMonkeyNZ]

Name: Berlos Indarys a.k.a the Nerevarine
Race: Dunmer
Birthsign: The Thief
Class: Badass (Custom)

Major Skills
Blade
Light Armour
Destruction
Restoration
Security
Block
Conjuration

Noteworthy things
The Nerevarine. (RPing)
Officer in the Imperial Legion. (MOD)
No one but the his Commander has seen his face.
Most talented warrior know to man or mer.
Archmaster of Great House Redoran. (RPing)

[Trelares]

My actual character:
Atram Dos, Level 3, Altmer
Class: Nightblade
Birthsign: The Apprentice

Major Skills
Acrobatics, Alteration,Destruction,Athletics, Blade,Restoration and Light Armor


Relies only on Magic, no summons , no weapons, no light or heavy armor.
Wearing a red cape and the robe found on the assassins of Uriel Septim.
Planned on playing him as evil, after gaining entry to the arcane university, cause I think this is necessary for a pure mage character.

[Crusader]

Name: Marcus Flavious
Gender: m
Race: Imperial (surprise surprise)
Birthsign: the lover
Class: Scout
Skills:
blade
light armor
speechcraft
(forget the others...)

after marcus' big jail break he was handed the amulate of kings and told it was very important to deliver it to Chorral "yeah whatever" thought marcus and went to the IC where he [&@%!] around the place (mainly watching games at the area) for about a week or so. afterwards he wandered around the countryside where he eventually settled in leyawiin and helped an Orc become a knight. for a while he hunted black bow bandits and gained a bit of gold from that job. later on he left layawiin for Chorral and started hunted deer for the inn keepers (which helped pay for his room) after this he started to hunt vampires too (hes very hunting like, see) (after finishing that vampire quest in IC) in the areas around Chorral. other exploits included rescuing a lizzard girl who was going to be sacrifsed.
eventually he left for the IC again where he started a career in the Area. this went on until he reached a middle rank, and then he realised killing people for entertainment isnt really all that crash hot. so he left and joined the fighters guild in cheydenhall where he had a grumpy ork as a boss. marcus didnt like the idea of going all over the place from cheydenhall to anvil for his new employment but "its all part of the job" with the ammount of gold marcus has amassed he thinks its time to buy a home to live in and go back to dear/vampire hunting. nothing too fancy. bravil or bruma? he'll decide when he ties up loose ends with his current fighter guild issues.

[kailay]

Name: Morgana, ...
Race: Wood Elf (female)
Class: Agent
Birthsign: The Steed
Level: 5

Major Skills: Illusion, Acrobatics, Marksman, Mercantile, Security, Sneak, Speechcraft

[Cr4zyN4z1]

Name: Jubei-gro-thos
Level: 10
Race and gender: Male Orc
Class: Felorc Warlorck
Birthsign: The Mage
Major Skills: Blade, Athletics, Restoration, Destruction, Alteration, Conjuration, Illusion.
Favorite Melee: Sword of jyggalag + sigil stone 30 schock damage
Apperance: Red skin orc
61 completed quests
Champion of cyrodiil
Mages guild: Evoker
Court of madness: Madgod
Blades: knight brother
Pilgrim
Knight's of the thorn: Honorary Knight
Robe: Sheogorath's Regalia + Diadem of Euphoria
Horse: Unicorn
Houses: Aborwatch and imperial waterfront schak

[Simmy]

Uh, I want to post some pics of my character here but it won't let me add links.

Can somebody pretty please grant me the appropriate access?