Post by GiveMeMoMeat on Dec 19, 2011 19:20:33 GMT -5
IGN: givememeat
Age: 16
Role-Play Exp.: 3 Months on Minecraft, probably 6 months on other games.
Why Us:Referred by a friend, read up on you guys, seemed like a good staff with a great game to base the RP off of.
Time You Can Dedicate: All weekeds (lolnolife), every Monday and Wednesday, and Thursday/Tuesday/Friday after Classes.
IC
Name: Henry Cas-dairen
Race: Red Guard
Gender: Male
Age: 36
Appearance: Tall and rather buff, however stays inside most the time, lighter skin than most Red Guards.
Fears: Betrayal and Vampires
Personality: Follows orders, a good friend, and night-owl.
Occupation: Miner, occasional Smithy.
Skills: Good with the Sword, Stealthy if he needs to be, and strong-willed.
Nickname (Optional): White-Blood
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
Miner: White-Blood come here, I think I've found some Ebony!
ME: Sorry but that's certainly not Ebony.. That's just Coal *Takes the Coal* See?
*Start to hear rumbles in the Cave and it begins collapsing*
ME: Damn it! We've got to get out of here fast!
Miner: Wait let me get my Iro-AHHHHH*Boulder falls on the Miners leg*
*I push the boulder off cautiously and pick him up on my back*
ME: Shit! The exit is caved in! Wait look up there a small opening, that's our only chance, hold on tigh.
*I climb through with the Miner still on my back and we reach safe Land above*
ME: Well that was quiet the adventure, I guess we won't be comin' back here, eh?
Miner: Hell no.. Now could you uh put me down maybe?
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): Henry, a Red Guard born in Hammerfell and brought to Cyrodiil as a young child just before the Oblivion incident. He was a smart boy who enjoyed going outside and being with his family. He took every chance he could to go hunt with his father or help out with the Smithing. He cared deeply for his family and friends and would do anything for them. One night, Henry was awakened by a sound in his parents bedroom. He walked down the hall and noticed the front door open, he quietly looked in their room and couldn't believe what he had seen. A Vampire sucking the blood of his own Mother. Henry, scared ran right back to his room and hid in his blankets. He heard the Vampire creeping down to his room, Henry looked up and noticed the vampire had bitten into his brother as well. The Vampire touched Henry on his shoulder and whispered, "Keep quiet or your next." Until this day Henry has told no one of what happened and has a fear for Vampires. His family latter was cured of their illness as a passer-by gave them a potion.
Now, Henry has decided to leave Cyrodiil and arrived in Skyrim. In his Young-Adult years he apprenticed as a Miner and stayed away for 5 years just learning the ways of the Caves and his Pickaxe. He often hunts for his own food, using the techniques given to him by his father. On his journey to Skyrim he found a Smithy who showed him a thing or two but he still had left over knowledge from his father as well. Now he's left his humble cave to find all sorts of new Ores and maybe find a new friend or two in a whole new land.
Age: 16
Role-Play Exp.: 3 Months on Minecraft, probably 6 months on other games.
Why Us:Referred by a friend, read up on you guys, seemed like a good staff with a great game to base the RP off of.
Time You Can Dedicate: All weekeds (lolnolife), every Monday and Wednesday, and Thursday/Tuesday/Friday after Classes.
IC
Name: Henry Cas-dairen
Race: Red Guard
Gender: Male
Age: 36
Appearance: Tall and rather buff, however stays inside most the time, lighter skin than most Red Guards.
Fears: Betrayal and Vampires
Personality: Follows orders, a good friend, and night-owl.
Occupation: Miner, occasional Smithy.
Skills: Good with the Sword, Stealthy if he needs to be, and strong-willed.
Nickname (Optional): White-Blood
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
Miner: White-Blood come here, I think I've found some Ebony!
ME: Sorry but that's certainly not Ebony.. That's just Coal *Takes the Coal* See?
*Start to hear rumbles in the Cave and it begins collapsing*
ME: Damn it! We've got to get out of here fast!
Miner: Wait let me get my Iro-AHHHHH*Boulder falls on the Miners leg*
*I push the boulder off cautiously and pick him up on my back*
ME: Shit! The exit is caved in! Wait look up there a small opening, that's our only chance, hold on tigh.
*I climb through with the Miner still on my back and we reach safe Land above*
ME: Well that was quiet the adventure, I guess we won't be comin' back here, eh?
Miner: Hell no.. Now could you uh put me down maybe?
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): Henry, a Red Guard born in Hammerfell and brought to Cyrodiil as a young child just before the Oblivion incident. He was a smart boy who enjoyed going outside and being with his family. He took every chance he could to go hunt with his father or help out with the Smithing. He cared deeply for his family and friends and would do anything for them. One night, Henry was awakened by a sound in his parents bedroom. He walked down the hall and noticed the front door open, he quietly looked in their room and couldn't believe what he had seen. A Vampire sucking the blood of his own Mother. Henry, scared ran right back to his room and hid in his blankets. He heard the Vampire creeping down to his room, Henry looked up and noticed the vampire had bitten into his brother as well. The Vampire touched Henry on his shoulder and whispered, "Keep quiet or your next." Until this day Henry has told no one of what happened and has a fear for Vampires. His family latter was cured of their illness as a passer-by gave them a potion.
Now, Henry has decided to leave Cyrodiil and arrived in Skyrim. In his Young-Adult years he apprenticed as a Miner and stayed away for 5 years just learning the ways of the Caves and his Pickaxe. He often hunts for his own food, using the techniques given to him by his father. On his journey to Skyrim he found a Smithy who showed him a thing or two but he still had left over knowledge from his father as well. Now he's left his humble cave to find all sorts of new Ores and maybe find a new friend or two in a whole new land.
