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Torin slid his bow back into his bow, and went about collecting his arrows that weren't too damaged for future use. Out of the ten he'd expended, about six were still in good shape, so, all in all, not a bad use of arrows. He approached the cave, where the bandit leader was assumed to be hiding...

Bornir frowned at the mention of goblins terrorizing people in the mountain ranges of High Rock. It seemed...unlikely, to be sure, since goblins were rarely a danger to anyone these days, but still. He listened to the rest of the story, trying to remain inconspicuous. However, an argument had...

'Was just stopping for the night is all." The traveler exclaimed, puffing out a ring of smoke. "You a man of Whiterun, kinsman?" he asked, with a gesture towards Bornirs' shield. It became apparent that Bornir wasn't the only one that paid keen attention to detail in the inn tonight. With a...

Sure.

Unlike the others, who flung themselves into the fighting, Torin stayed back, at the entrance to the camp, shooting down those bandits that hadn't engaged anyone in combat yet. Always, he kept an eye on the left-hand tower, but it looked like most of the bandits that did have bows were very poor...

Bornir left the local prison, feeling more than a little satisfied. The tall Nord drew a few glances, not the least his shining wolf fur cloak, his shield that had the horses' head of Whiterun hold etched into it, and the clink of chain mail as he walked. For the past five months he'd been...

The spell cast by the Thalmor vampire was certainly impressive, turning the wooden gate into kindling like that. Of course, Torin wasn't going to admit that, and anyways, it was his turn to impress now. Stepping forward, he lifted his bow, lining it up on the right tower arhers chest and loosed...

Same here, man. I can see Salthar and Torin becoming rivals down the road...

Bornir I think. I'll delete my previous character card then.

Ok, edited to say a mammoth instead. Not as epic...but oh well :) .

Ok, here's my warrior character. Name: Bornir Shield-arm. Age: 30 Race: Nord Gender: Male Alignment: Orderly Good Class: Warrior Weapons: Sky forged steel sword Armour: Steel breastplate, gauntlets,and greaves,with leather tunic over a shirt of chain mail. An iron shield with a...

I'd rather not make him too much of a warrior. However, I do have a different character that's all warrior(Basically Boromir from LOTR) . Just let me know if you want me to use him instead.

Torin narrowed his eyes at the vampires' back. Then, he shouldn't be all that surprised by the vampires callousness. He listened as the Altmer told their leader that he could indeed destroy the gates, but needed someone to kill both archers before they could sound the alarm and attack. Clearing...

Me too. Anyways, posted, and look at my avatar. Finally got a good one of Aragorn, who, coincidentally, is my favourite Lord of the Rings character ever.

The forest put Torin more than a little on edge. He found himself glancing around nervously, expecting enemies to leap out from every shadow and attack. That was foolishness of course. Torin Greenbow had lived in the wilds of Skyrim a long time, and knew how to tell when he was being watched by...

Yeah, I thought he might be leading the guards in defense of the city. I forgot to ask, what....ah what exactly will we be fighting?

Do you guys mind if I bring in another character? I was thinking he could be sort of like Boromir from LOTR and be leading the defense of the city? I'll post his CC. Name: Bornir Shield-arm. Age: 28 Race: Nord Gender: Male Class: Warrior Weapons: Sky forged steel sword Armour...

Torins' cloak whipped around him as the stiff wind came up out of nowhere it seemed. That was the weather of Skyrim, always changing, from hour to hour, day to day. Then again, Falkreath was famous for its rain and clouds almost year round. The hooded Thalmor sorcerer seemed a little too...

I can post if you want? I've got a conflict planned between my character and Madrar's. He realizes Salthar is a vampire and fires an arrow at him. You can get hit, deflect it, whatever you want.

Torin wrapped his cloak around him as a stiff wind sprang up, blocking out the golden rays of the sun with huge black clouds. The ranger sighed. It looked like it might be another cold, rainy day. Of course, it was never really warm in Skyrim, but still, being soaked to his skin didn't appeal to...