Aden Komad
Misfortunate Soul
Does that mean I am accepted? I would assume so, but I'd like to be sure before throwing up a post.
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TheShadedOne
The Angry One
yes...
TheShadedOne
The Angry One
Are you planning on posting an intro anytime soon?
Andre Marek
You can run, but you'll only die tired...
Name: Andre Marek
Race: Nord
Class: Bounty Hunter
Gender: Male
Physical Description: Andre Marek is 6’4” tall and has a lean, muscular build, broad shoulders and a tanned complexion. He has dark brown hair that he keeps cut brutally short. His eyes are a pale grey. Marek sports a long scar on his left cheek, which stretches from the left corner of his mouth to just before his left ear.
Personality: Marek is often described as being stoic, rarely ever allowing others to read his emotions by hiding behind an inscrutable expression of disdain for those around him. He has little patience for anyone, even his employers. Being a bounty hunter by trade, he has no compunctions about violence although he does not always resort to it if an alternative presents itself. Years of negotiating contracts and vying for information from shady underworld associates have sharpened his tongue to the point where he can verbally parry with even the most adept. Marek is very intelligent and enjoys outsmarting his rivals as well as his quarry. There is rarely a situation which he cannot turn in his favour, or in the very least, survive. He has no racial prejudices but he harbours a deep seated hatred and distrust of magic and does not trust those who wield it.
Apparel : Black pants and tunic worn under a light weight black leather vest which is additionally reinforced with darkened steel plates on the chest and stomach areas as well as covering his shoulders, collarbone, and back. On his limbs Marek wears gauntlets and grieves of the same darkened steel. Protecting his upper legs is a heavy black leather kama (A kama is a long skirt-like piece of armor which hangs from the belt down to just below the knees. The front is parted to allow for freedom of movement to the wearer.) In place of a helmet he wears a black hood and often hides his features underneath a close fitting mask on the lower half of his face. (Basically looks like Mandalorian armor from SW but minus the helmet, jetpack, and tech.)
Combat Preference: Andre Marek is a master of hand to hand combat and is often able to engage and defeat several opponents at once even if they happen to be armed. Often times Marek will forego his sword In favour of simple hands and feet. Although his preferred style is unarmed, he is also skilled with his long, bastard sword which he took from the corpse of an ex bounty. He prefers to wear light armor and clothing but will make use of heavier armors if the situation demands it. Marek is also very skilled at remaining undetected in the both the wilderness as well as in towns and cities.
Biography: Andre Marek was born into a Nordic family living in Cyrodiil before the Great War. During his childhood his father who was a member of the Imperial Legion, taught him how to handle a sword as well as started him hunting. He was in fact out hunting on the day that his family was killed by the elves and has since harboured a bitter resentment of the Dominion. During the war he saw firsthand the kind of destruction that magic users could unleash, having witnessed Thalmor Agents slaughter whole villages. He vowed that he would never become tainted by what he saw as unnatural and wholly evil powers. After the fighting died down and the Empire signed the White Gold Concordat, he took to traveling between the cities of Cyrodiil and offering his services as a bounty hunter to track down and return fleeing fugitives. During this time he discovered the identities of the Thalmor who had killed his parents. After tracking the agents for several days they became aware of his presence, captured Marek and subjected him to cruel tortures both magical and otherwise. The agents decided that he knew nothing of value and left him for dead. After stumbling through the woods for a whole night barely alive he collapsed in a farmer’s field. When the farmer discovered him he offered him a place to stay and recover. When he was recovered enough to continue his job as a bounty hunter, he set out to become strong enough to one day kill the Agents responsible. Marek abilities quickly earned him many contracts with several members of the Imperial courts. Many of the contracts were capture only, forcing Marek to learn new ways to apprehend his quarry. After hearing of the impending war in Skyrim he decided to travel north in the hopes of making his fortune capturing fugitives and hopefully discover the whereabouts of his parents killers. After several years of searching the province he eventually discovered the whereabouts of the Thalmor agents. This time he showed no quarter. Marek killed the agents during the final hours of Skyrim’s civil war, thus ending his crusade.
Race: Nord
Class: Bounty Hunter
Gender: Male
Physical Description: Andre Marek is 6’4” tall and has a lean, muscular build, broad shoulders and a tanned complexion. He has dark brown hair that he keeps cut brutally short. His eyes are a pale grey. Marek sports a long scar on his left cheek, which stretches from the left corner of his mouth to just before his left ear.
Personality: Marek is often described as being stoic, rarely ever allowing others to read his emotions by hiding behind an inscrutable expression of disdain for those around him. He has little patience for anyone, even his employers. Being a bounty hunter by trade, he has no compunctions about violence although he does not always resort to it if an alternative presents itself. Years of negotiating contracts and vying for information from shady underworld associates have sharpened his tongue to the point where he can verbally parry with even the most adept. Marek is very intelligent and enjoys outsmarting his rivals as well as his quarry. There is rarely a situation which he cannot turn in his favour, or in the very least, survive. He has no racial prejudices but he harbours a deep seated hatred and distrust of magic and does not trust those who wield it.
Apparel : Black pants and tunic worn under a light weight black leather vest which is additionally reinforced with darkened steel plates on the chest and stomach areas as well as covering his shoulders, collarbone, and back. On his limbs Marek wears gauntlets and grieves of the same darkened steel. Protecting his upper legs is a heavy black leather kama (A kama is a long skirt-like piece of armor which hangs from the belt down to just below the knees. The front is parted to allow for freedom of movement to the wearer.) In place of a helmet he wears a black hood and often hides his features underneath a close fitting mask on the lower half of his face. (Basically looks like Mandalorian armor from SW but minus the helmet, jetpack, and tech.)
Combat Preference: Andre Marek is a master of hand to hand combat and is often able to engage and defeat several opponents at once even if they happen to be armed. Often times Marek will forego his sword In favour of simple hands and feet. Although his preferred style is unarmed, he is also skilled with his long, bastard sword which he took from the corpse of an ex bounty. He prefers to wear light armor and clothing but will make use of heavier armors if the situation demands it. Marek is also very skilled at remaining undetected in the both the wilderness as well as in towns and cities.
Biography: Andre Marek was born into a Nordic family living in Cyrodiil before the Great War. During his childhood his father who was a member of the Imperial Legion, taught him how to handle a sword as well as started him hunting. He was in fact out hunting on the day that his family was killed by the elves and has since harboured a bitter resentment of the Dominion. During the war he saw firsthand the kind of destruction that magic users could unleash, having witnessed Thalmor Agents slaughter whole villages. He vowed that he would never become tainted by what he saw as unnatural and wholly evil powers. After the fighting died down and the Empire signed the White Gold Concordat, he took to traveling between the cities of Cyrodiil and offering his services as a bounty hunter to track down and return fleeing fugitives. During this time he discovered the identities of the Thalmor who had killed his parents. After tracking the agents for several days they became aware of his presence, captured Marek and subjected him to cruel tortures both magical and otherwise. The agents decided that he knew nothing of value and left him for dead. After stumbling through the woods for a whole night barely alive he collapsed in a farmer’s field. When the farmer discovered him he offered him a place to stay and recover. When he was recovered enough to continue his job as a bounty hunter, he set out to become strong enough to one day kill the Agents responsible. Marek abilities quickly earned him many contracts with several members of the Imperial courts. Many of the contracts were capture only, forcing Marek to learn new ways to apprehend his quarry. After hearing of the impending war in Skyrim he decided to travel north in the hopes of making his fortune capturing fugitives and hopefully discover the whereabouts of his parents killers. After several years of searching the province he eventually discovered the whereabouts of the Thalmor agents. This time he showed no quarter. Marek killed the agents during the final hours of Skyrim’s civil war, thus ending his crusade.
TheShadedOne
The Angry One
Okay, Marek, you're accepted. Feel free to post an intro when you have time.
Andre Marek
You can run, but you'll only die tired...
Alright, I'm working on my intro now.
The Phantom
Consulting Criminal
I don't suppose you'd have space for another character? Though I understand if you think you have too many already... I've noticed you still need a healer though...
TheShadedOne
The Angry One
Put up a CC, then I'll make up a decision.
Pufftuff
Well-Known Member
Aden in my next post im going to interact with you. You can react how you want we can play it out either way. I figure you being a thief and ex brotherhood member we will either get along or clash i see it being fun either way. If you dont like it let me know and ill change it around. Cheers.
Aden Komad
Misfortunate Soul
It's perfectly alright.
TheShadedOne
The Angry One
Like I tell everyone, put up a CC, and I'll take a look at it.
The Phantom
Consulting Criminal
I've decided I shan't join because I don't want to overcrowd the thread... and the CC I was going to use was deleted from my computer after I'd finished it :/
willowwisp
Well-Known Member
Name: Alicia Corranon
Age: 19
Gender:Female
Race: Imperial
Height: 5'5"
Weight:100 lbs
Appearance: Alicia is not terribly tall, nor threatening. She has green eyes, with shoulder length brown hair, that she usually wears tied back in a pony tail with a strip of leather. She is thin, bordering on skinny, and not as muscled a someone who takes life for a living. Her skin is a light bronze, from years of exposure to the sun, though said skin is usually covered by her robes. She is well proportioned for a young human female, though she never uses her body to take advantage of others.
Affiliation: Mara.
Class: Healer.
Weapons:A pair of steel daggers.
Armour: None, aside from brown, woolen robes.
Likes: Sunlight, warmth, watching the sunrise.Adventure.
Dislikes: Cold, slimy things, cruel people, rain.
Backstory: Born in the southern Cyrodiliic city of Leyawiin, Alicia was a curious and adventurous child, who loved the outdoors, and was constantly getting into trouble, since she'd wander far from home, pestering anyone she came across with questions. Her curiosity was tempered with caution as she grew into her teens. At sixteen, she left Cyrodiil, to travel to Riften, interested in becoming a healer.
She joined the temple of Mara there, and spent three years learning the healing arts. At nineteen, she was a full fledged healer journeywoman, travelling from hold to hold, although she is somewhat shy and awkward when not working. Recently, she has arrived in Markarth, to attend to any of the sick and injured, seeing as injuries are common when working the smelters. She's also heard of a call for mercenaries, and senses a chance for adventure.
Age: 19
Gender:Female
Race: Imperial
Height: 5'5"
Weight:100 lbs
Appearance: Alicia is not terribly tall, nor threatening. She has green eyes, with shoulder length brown hair, that she usually wears tied back in a pony tail with a strip of leather. She is thin, bordering on skinny, and not as muscled a someone who takes life for a living. Her skin is a light bronze, from years of exposure to the sun, though said skin is usually covered by her robes. She is well proportioned for a young human female, though she never uses her body to take advantage of others.
Affiliation: Mara.
Class: Healer.
Weapons:A pair of steel daggers.
Armour: None, aside from brown, woolen robes.
Likes: Sunlight, warmth, watching the sunrise.Adventure.
Dislikes: Cold, slimy things, cruel people, rain.
Backstory: Born in the southern Cyrodiliic city of Leyawiin, Alicia was a curious and adventurous child, who loved the outdoors, and was constantly getting into trouble, since she'd wander far from home, pestering anyone she came across with questions. Her curiosity was tempered with caution as she grew into her teens. At sixteen, she left Cyrodiil, to travel to Riften, interested in becoming a healer.
She joined the temple of Mara there, and spent three years learning the healing arts. At nineteen, she was a full fledged healer journeywoman, travelling from hold to hold, although she is somewhat shy and awkward when not working. Recently, she has arrived in Markarth, to attend to any of the sick and injured, seeing as injuries are common when working the smelters. She's also heard of a call for mercenaries, and senses a chance for adventure.
TheShadedOne
The Angry One
Willow, you're accepted. Pick a colour and get an intro up.
TheShadedOne
The Angry One
Okay, I'd planned on my next post being Zah'Nivani come into Markarth, and getting the group together/ready to head out, but I'll wait until Blitzz gets a CC posted. Instead, I'll introduce the main badguy. Don't worry, I'm not going to have him pop up and chop some random guys head off in Markarth or anything but, well, you'll see.
Aden Komad
Misfortunate Soul
Can't wait to see 