Post by r3znovv on Jan 19, 2012 20:07:42 GMT -5
OOC
IGN:R3ZNOVV
Age:15
Role-Play Exp.:I have played many of the elder scrolls games (Skyrim, Oblivion, Morrowind and Arena) i have also played many other RPG's like Mass-effect, Dragon Age and others
Why Us: When i saw a skyrim server i leaped to my feet with thoughts of creation and role-playing together at last.
Time You Can Dedicate: about three hours a day or more.
IC
Name: Thorin Stone-Sword
Race: Nord/Imperial
Gender: Male
Age: 26
Appearance: Fair blonde hair with several traditional braids down to his lower neck with piercing blue eyes and a chiseled face (his mothers). He also has a very fine beard and a Extremely muscular and large build (his Farther's, which where rare features for a imperial).
Fears: Inclosed spaces, like damp caves and hollows, and large bodys of water like oceans or large lakes (they make him sea-sick).
Personality: A caring and kind one, but certainly not one to shy away from a fight. He has an odd trait of helping those in dire need and punishing wrong-doers. Though as nails but with a heart of gold, and absolute funny.
Occupation: A professional bounty hunter and a trader like his farther.
Skills: Combat, Trading, alchemy, smithing and heavy armor.
Nickname (Optional): Stone-Blade
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
Thorin is taking a stroll around his hold of the Rift, enjoying the sights and sound's of his homeland. When suddenly he finds a cart that has sufferd a crash of considerable repute. a wealthy family including a child a man ad a woman are bound and laying defenseless on the ground as two theifs lay on top of the woman about to strip her with the most undesirable of intentions.
"Hey you Paunchy little theifs, remove you hands from this fine woman or feel the taste of my blade!"
Thorin screams at the pair.
"Piss off if you know whats good for you!"
The more slender of the theifs spat back at him.
Thorin swiftly unsheathed his battle-axe taking a combat stance, preparing to charge.
"This is your last chance, walk away now!"
He screamed at the pair.
"Two word's hero...piss...off!"
The thief grunted as he pulled two steel daggers.
Their was a flurry of blades. Thorin swung an axe at one of their head's as it slid to the floor in a sea of blood and gore, the other took a large gash to the back of his leg and later bleed to death.Thorin worked quickly to untie the victims and return their belongings. There was a short interval of thank you's and goodbyes. The family limped off to their home in Riften.Thorin felt satisfied but pressed back home. It was nearly dark, nearly time for dinner!
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): Thorin's mother was a nordic huntress and mercenary who operated out of a large farming estate in Riften, which was inherited from her parents. For her life was simple and good her days consisted of hunting, fishing, labouring around the estate and long night revelling with her companions down at the Bee and Barb. She was quite a catch and had already given birth to two boys and a girl at age 24! But sadly they died either of rock-joint or other illness. at 25 she joined with the companions and remained there for only 7 months, why is a complicated story. A rival companion despised her so much that he framed her for murder and theft and she was sentenced to life in prison. 5 moths later a young imperial noble was coming through Whiterun on his way to Solitude when he spotted Thorins mother. it was love at first sight and he payed the Jarl for her release on the condition she be taken back to the Imperial city where the noble lived. He agreed and as the journey back to the imperial city went on, their love deepened. They were engaged to marry 3 months after the escapade and they gave birth to a beautiful baby boy, Thorin.
Thorin had the best of everything in the imperial city, education, wealth, combat training and arguably the best parents. Life was great for him, he could wan't for nothing. One fateful morning everything changed. As Thorin walked to his school at age 17 he witnessed a elderly woman being mugged by two men. he was quick to act with a blow to one of the muggers heads and a kick to the groin for the other. It was at this moment Thorin knew that he had a greater purpose in life, and he rushed back home. That evening he explained what he saw, did and what he was going to do now, he was to become a bounty hunter roaming all of Tamreiel looking for and helping those in need of assistance. His parents were delighted and sad, but they knew this day would come and let him go aster they had helped him pack his bags and arrange a horse for him. he rode through the gates of the imperial city towards Hammerfell. He has stayed in close contact with his parents since then, fearing his mother is still in danger from her old enemy's, but he rode on still helping those in need.
Oh and
"FUS RO DAH!"
IGN:R3ZNOVV
Age:15
Role-Play Exp.:I have played many of the elder scrolls games (Skyrim, Oblivion, Morrowind and Arena) i have also played many other RPG's like Mass-effect, Dragon Age and others
Why Us: When i saw a skyrim server i leaped to my feet with thoughts of creation and role-playing together at last.
Time You Can Dedicate: about three hours a day or more.
IC
Name: Thorin Stone-Sword
Race: Nord/Imperial
Gender: Male
Age: 26
Appearance: Fair blonde hair with several traditional braids down to his lower neck with piercing blue eyes and a chiseled face (his mothers). He also has a very fine beard and a Extremely muscular and large build (his Farther's, which where rare features for a imperial).
Fears: Inclosed spaces, like damp caves and hollows, and large bodys of water like oceans or large lakes (they make him sea-sick).
Personality: A caring and kind one, but certainly not one to shy away from a fight. He has an odd trait of helping those in dire need and punishing wrong-doers. Though as nails but with a heart of gold, and absolute funny.
Occupation: A professional bounty hunter and a trader like his farther.
Skills: Combat, Trading, alchemy, smithing and heavy armor.
Nickname (Optional): Stone-Blade
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
Thorin is taking a stroll around his hold of the Rift, enjoying the sights and sound's of his homeland. When suddenly he finds a cart that has sufferd a crash of considerable repute. a wealthy family including a child a man ad a woman are bound and laying defenseless on the ground as two theifs lay on top of the woman about to strip her with the most undesirable of intentions.
"Hey you Paunchy little theifs, remove you hands from this fine woman or feel the taste of my blade!"
Thorin screams at the pair.
"Piss off if you know whats good for you!"
The more slender of the theifs spat back at him.
Thorin swiftly unsheathed his battle-axe taking a combat stance, preparing to charge.
"This is your last chance, walk away now!"
He screamed at the pair.
"Two word's hero...piss...off!"
The thief grunted as he pulled two steel daggers.
Their was a flurry of blades. Thorin swung an axe at one of their head's as it slid to the floor in a sea of blood and gore, the other took a large gash to the back of his leg and later bleed to death.Thorin worked quickly to untie the victims and return their belongings. There was a short interval of thank you's and goodbyes. The family limped off to their home in Riften.Thorin felt satisfied but pressed back home. It was nearly dark, nearly time for dinner!
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): Thorin's mother was a nordic huntress and mercenary who operated out of a large farming estate in Riften, which was inherited from her parents. For her life was simple and good her days consisted of hunting, fishing, labouring around the estate and long night revelling with her companions down at the Bee and Barb. She was quite a catch and had already given birth to two boys and a girl at age 24! But sadly they died either of rock-joint or other illness. at 25 she joined with the companions and remained there for only 7 months, why is a complicated story. A rival companion despised her so much that he framed her for murder and theft and she was sentenced to life in prison. 5 moths later a young imperial noble was coming through Whiterun on his way to Solitude when he spotted Thorins mother. it was love at first sight and he payed the Jarl for her release on the condition she be taken back to the Imperial city where the noble lived. He agreed and as the journey back to the imperial city went on, their love deepened. They were engaged to marry 3 months after the escapade and they gave birth to a beautiful baby boy, Thorin.
Thorin had the best of everything in the imperial city, education, wealth, combat training and arguably the best parents. Life was great for him, he could wan't for nothing. One fateful morning everything changed. As Thorin walked to his school at age 17 he witnessed a elderly woman being mugged by two men. he was quick to act with a blow to one of the muggers heads and a kick to the groin for the other. It was at this moment Thorin knew that he had a greater purpose in life, and he rushed back home. That evening he explained what he saw, did and what he was going to do now, he was to become a bounty hunter roaming all of Tamreiel looking for and helping those in need of assistance. His parents were delighted and sad, but they knew this day would come and let him go aster they had helped him pack his bags and arrange a horse for him. he rode through the gates of the imperial city towards Hammerfell. He has stayed in close contact with his parents since then, fearing his mother is still in danger from her old enemy's, but he rode on still helping those in need.
Oh and
"FUS RO DAH!"
