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RP exp.: A couple of forum based RPs. Roleplayed often on MMOs like Wow and city of heroes.
Maturity: I'm 16 and I guess my maturity depends on who I'm with. If I'm surrounded by immature people Ill take the role of the responsible one but if I'm with mature people I tend to be more immature myself.
Maybe my character would assume the role of the handy, inventor who helps creates all kinds of useful traps, equipment to aid the heroes.
IC
Name: Luka Balazeum
Race: Breton
Gender: Male
Age:Around 18
Appearance: Blonde hair. monocle. Green vest. Slim. Some what feminine.
Fears:Falmer,Autophobia (fear of being alone)
Personality: Socially awkward at times. Arrogant. Kind. Selfish. Flirtatious.
Occupation:Inventor, Alchemist
Skills: Luka is a keen Inventor and creates anything from weapons to equipment and traps. As well as this he enjoys creating potions. His most favourable ones being ones that cause instant damage and poison as they can do the damage in combat whilst Luka stays behind and watches his opponents get crippled till death.
RP Example (Add Dialogue): Luka is travelling to Solitude, on his way he stops on the top of a hill to rest. He sighs as he pulls out his Lute and strums it to himself. He glances to his right as he sees a figure emerge from a bush. Luka watches intently as he realises it's some woman in black robes. She walks up the hill closer to Luka, He slides one hand off the lute and to the side of his leg where a dagger lied, sheathed.
"Hello there" The lady said in a polite, soft voice.
"Uh... Hi?"
"You look tasty... You're coming with me" Her voice turned bitter and edgey.
Luka got up suddenly and unsheathed his dagger. He pointed it to the woman before looking behind his shoulder. He realised that there were Black robed woman all over the area, surrounding Luka.
"Urgh... Second time this week I've been ambushed, So you ladies necromancers then?" He asked tiredly.
"No time for questions! GET HIM!" The women leaped into the centre, some with daggers. Luka side stepped out of the centre suddenly and quickly shoved away his Lute in his backpack. He whipped out a staff and wielded it in his right hand and the dagger in his left. Some of the women started to launch Ice spikes at Luka. He slammed the staff down and it blocked the spikes, making them shatter on impact. The rest of the women attacked him with their daggers. Luka started to swing at them frantically. One of the magic using women launched a green coloured ray towards Luka and his head started to spin. He tried to stay balanced and concentrated on the fight but couldn't and collapsed. fcking cliffhanger init.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
Luka arrived in Skyrim when he was roughly 16. His mother was an avid researcher of plants and herbs and had nether been to Skyrim before. To experience the amazing, new herbs in Skyrim, Luka and his mother travelled to Skyrim. His mother had hired two bodyguards on their travels. One of which Luka fell on love with. The bodyguard did not feel the same and was disgusted at non-hetero relationships.
One night when Luka was returning to their campsite after picking up some Bread from the nearest merchant he couldn't see his mother anywhere. He opened her tent and watched in horror. The bodyguard had tied his mother up and was (ye). Luka drew his dagger and fought with the guard. The guard managed to push Luka out the tent. He called out for the other guard who had been sleeping and tried to explain that Luka had tied his own mother up and (ye) . Luka couldn't convince him otherwise and both guards chased him out the campsite. Luka ran to the merchant he bought the bread from but he wouldn't help either. Scared, alone and worried, Luka ran as far as he could.
Now he gathers reagents together and creates all kinds of things, along the way he asks people if they'v seen his mother or the guards. They all give the same answer....No.
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