Post by skelliking on Dec 20, 2011 10:40:07 GMT -5
I've already posted on mc forum but it hasn't had a response. Hope its okay to post here as well!
OOC
IGN: skelliking
Age: 16
Role-Play Exp.: Some forum rp, MMO rpg like City of heroes and some wow, a few others i cant really remember.
Why Us: Skyrim and minecraft together? Why NOT you!?
Time You Can Dedicate: ALOT, like several hours most days.
IC
Name: Luka Balazeum
Race: Breton
Gender: Male/Homosexual
Age:Around 18?
Appearance: Blonde hair. monocle. Green vest. (Don't worry my skin looks pretty skyrimmy) RIMMY
Fears:Falmer,Autophobia (fear of being alone)
Personality: Socially awkward at times. Arrogant. Kind. Selfish. Flirtatious.
Occupation:Inventor, Novice Mage, Apprentice Bard.
Skills: Skilled at making things, Luka has been able to make traps, weapons and enchantments using his own inventive skill as well as his magical power. Beginner Mage: Learning spells and how to cast them perfectly, prefers to use Alteration and more "handy magic" rather than destruction and conjuration. Apprentice Bard: Luka uses both his skills: inventing and magic to help him with his third skill, performing. He constructed a personal Lute which plays at a different pitch and sound to most others,this helps him stand out when playing.
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):
Raised by his Breton mother and father in a dwemer ruin, Luka never experienced the outside world much until his parents died. They lived in a closed off area probably used for managing the power in that area, It was secret...or so they thought. When Luka was 15, Falmer discovered their area by chance and fought with Luka's parents. They gave him enough time to flee to the outside world. He never saw his parents again, and was now clueless with what to do. Luka travelled for a few hours before coming across some Imperial gaurds, he didn't tell them what happened but asked if he could come with them to wherever city they were going to.
Luka was often fascinated by the dwarven technology and it inspired him to be an inventor himself, he learnt basic magic from his Mother and iis going to try out for the Mages College at some point to boost his skills.
After following the guards he arrived in Solitude, it amazed him. He had only seen one settlement outside the dwarven ruins before. A bard couple agreed to take Luka in and they enrolled him in the bard college after another year. He now lives with them sometime but occasionally he goes off travelling, trying to learn more about the dwarves and magic. Meeting new people as he goes by, some nice and some not so nice.
OOC
IGN: skelliking
Age: 16
Role-Play Exp.: Some forum rp, MMO rpg like City of heroes and some wow, a few others i cant really remember.
Why Us: Skyrim and minecraft together? Why NOT you!?
Time You Can Dedicate: ALOT, like several hours most days.
IC
Name: Luka Balazeum
Race: Breton
Gender: Male/Homosexual
Age:Around 18?
Appearance: Blonde hair. monocle. Green vest. (Don't worry my skin looks pretty skyrimmy) RIMMY
Fears:Falmer,Autophobia (fear of being alone)
Personality: Socially awkward at times. Arrogant. Kind. Selfish. Flirtatious.
Occupation:Inventor, Novice Mage, Apprentice Bard.
Skills: Skilled at making things, Luka has been able to make traps, weapons and enchantments using his own inventive skill as well as his magical power. Beginner Mage: Learning spells and how to cast them perfectly, prefers to use Alteration and more "handy magic" rather than destruction and conjuration. Apprentice Bard: Luka uses both his skills: inventing and magic to help him with his third skill, performing. He constructed a personal Lute which plays at a different pitch and sound to most others,this helps him stand out when playing.
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):
Raised by his Breton mother and father in a dwemer ruin, Luka never experienced the outside world much until his parents died. They lived in a closed off area probably used for managing the power in that area, It was secret...or so they thought. When Luka was 15, Falmer discovered their area by chance and fought with Luka's parents. They gave him enough time to flee to the outside world. He never saw his parents again, and was now clueless with what to do. Luka travelled for a few hours before coming across some Imperial gaurds, he didn't tell them what happened but asked if he could come with them to wherever city they were going to.
Luka was often fascinated by the dwarven technology and it inspired him to be an inventor himself, he learnt basic magic from his Mother and iis going to try out for the Mages College at some point to boost his skills.
After following the guards he arrived in Solitude, it amazed him. He had only seen one settlement outside the dwarven ruins before. A bard couple agreed to take Luka in and they enrolled him in the bard college after another year. He now lives with them sometime but occasionally he goes off travelling, trying to learn more about the dwarves and magic. Meeting new people as he goes by, some nice and some not so nice.
(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