Oblivion: Cyrodil in Trouble - Armor Games Community

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Nomad

Posted June 27, '13 9:11pm UTC

i figured it was common fighting knowledge, but ill change it.

Name: Skwid Varethi
Age: 33
Gender: Male
Physical Desc.: A lean and shady looking dark elf, whose face is weathered from a life at sea and years of skooma addiction. His eyes are hollow and soulless, and he keeps his head shaved into a mohawk that is held in place by the blood of his enemies.
Bio: Skwid's life has been anything but simple. Displaced from his immigrant family at an early age he grew up without any means. He fell into a life of crime, wandering from town to town robbing and stealing to make his way in the world. As a teenager he joined a crew of pirates. He traveled the seas, bedded many wenches, and killed many innocents, but has since returned to land trading the skooma vile for pints of ale.
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Inventory
Head:
Torso:Leather Tunic
Legs:Leather pants
Feetoeskin Shoes
Hands:
R. Hand:Copper Knife
L. Hand:
Backpack:10 ft. of rope, (empty) skooma bottle
Septims: 150
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Stats: you get 80 points
Agility: 25
Endurance: 15
Luck: 10
Personality: 0
Speed: 8
Strength: 22
Willpower: 0
Skills: Hand to Hand, Light Armor, Blade, Block, Sneak, Security, and Acrobatics
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Health:150/150
Magicka: 0
Condition

I throw a forceful jab toward his stomach in effort to knock his drunk arse to the ground.

i figured it was common fighting knowledge, but ill change it.\r\n\r\nName: Skwid Varethi\r\nAge: 33\r\nGender: Male\r\nPhysical Desc.: A lean and shady looking dark elf, whose face is weathered from a life at sea and years of skooma addiction. His eyes are hollow and soulless, and he keeps his head shaved into a mohawk that is held in place by the blood of his enemies.\r\nBio: Skwid's life has been anything but simple. Displaced from his immigrant family at an early age he grew up without any means. He fell into a life of crime, wandering from town to town robbing and stealing to make his way in the world. As a teenager he joined a crew of pirates. He traveled the seas, bedded many wenches, and killed many innocents, but has since returned to land trading the skooma vile for pints of ale.\r\n----------\r\nInventory\r\nHead:\r\nTorso:Leather Tunic\r\nLegs:Leather pants\r\nFeet:Doeskin Shoes\r\nHands:\r\nR. Hand:Copper Knife\r\nL. Hand:\r\nBackpack:10 ft. of rope, (empty) skooma bottle\r\nSeptims: 150\r\n---------\r\nStats: you get 80 points\r\nAgility: 25\r\nEndurance: 15\r\nLuck: 10\r\nPersonality: 0\r\nSpeed: 8\r\nStrength: 22\r\nWillpower: 0\r\nSkills: Hand to Hand, Light Armor, Blade, Block, Sneak, Security, and Acrobatics\r\n---------\r\nHealth:150/150\r\nMagicka: 0\r\nCondition\r\n\r\n I throw a forceful jab toward his stomach in effort to knock his drunk arse to the ground.

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Scribe

Posted June 27, '13 9:59pm UTC

Name: Ma'Dat
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Physical Desc.: 5' "10, khajiit. his left ear has a small crescent cut out of it, and a scar just under his left eye. his fur is tan like the sands of his home. his tail is crooked where it was broken.
Bio: never accepted by his own due to his tendency to steal and fight. he has decided to venture away and reject his old clan life. the last straw was snapped when his own brother gave him his scar and broke his tail. he will never return, embittered by his experiences.
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Inventory
Head:
Torso: Iron Breastplate
Legs: Iron Leggings
Feet: leather boots
Hands:
R. Hand: copper short sword
L. Hand: leather buckler
Backpack: , cloth shirt, cloth pants, a silver necklace
Septims: 60
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Stats: you get 80 points
Agility: 10
Endurance: 14
Luck:10
Personality: 14
Speed: 14
Strength:10
Willpower:8
Skills: Heavy Armor, Athletics, Hand to Hand, Speechcraft, Blade, Sneak,Security
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Health:90/140
Magicka:80/80

"thank you but i'm not sure how much a guard would help, if what happened to you is any indication. the only way I see this ending is to end him." I say with a bitter note. "I will gladly join any search party you can put together."

Name: Ma'Dat\r\nAge: 27\r\nGender: Male\r\nPhysical Desc.: 5' "10, khajiit. his left ear has a small crescent cut out of it, and a scar just under his left eye. his fur is tan like the sands of his home. his tail is crooked where it was broken.\r\nBio: never accepted by his own due to his tendency to steal and fight. he has decided to venture away and reject his old clan life. the last straw was snapped when his own brother gave him his scar and broke his tail. he will never return, embittered by his experiences.\r\n----------\r\nInventory\r\nHead:\r\nTorso: Iron Breastplate\r\nLegs: Iron Leggings\r\nFeet: leather boots\r\nHands:\r\nR. Hand: copper short sword\r\nL. Hand: leather buckler\r\nBackpack: , cloth shirt, cloth pants, a silver necklace\r\nSeptims: 60\r\n---------\r\nStats: you get 80 points\r\nAgility: 10\r\nEndurance: 14\r\nLuck:10\r\nPersonality: 14\r\nSpeed: 14\r\nStrength:10\r\nWillpower:8\r\nSkills: Heavy Armor, Athletics, Hand to Hand, Speechcraft, Blade, Sneak,Security\r\n---------\r\nHealth:90/140\r\nMagicka:80/80\r\n\r\n"thank you but i'm not sure how much a guard would help, if what happened to you is any indication. the only way I see this ending is to end him." I say with a bitter note. "I will gladly join any search party you can put together."

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Peasant

Posted July 1, '13 1:00am UTC

Name: Arangaer
Age:17
Gender:F
Physical Desc.: Wood Elf, Beutiful, Dark hair, Brown Eyes.
Bio: Have always lived in cyrodil. Have been a hunter since she was 14. Her dad died when she was 7. She had to live alone with her mother who was addicted to skooma. She was almost raped when she was 13 when a hunter rescued her and helped her.
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Inventory
Head:
Torsooeskin Tunic
Legsoeskin Pants
Feetoeskin shoes
Hands:
R. Hand:Wooden Bow
L. Hand:
Backpack:Quiver (20 wooden arrows), Hunting Knife
Septims: 150
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Stats: you get 80 points
Agility: 30
Endurance: 3
Luck: 20
Personality: 1
Speed: 20
Strength: 3
Willpower: 3
Skills: Acrobatics, Light armor, Marksman, Athletics, Mercantile, Sneak, Speechcraft.
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Health: 30/30
Magicka: 30/30
Condition: Any determining factors in how your health or attributes are

you walk up to it, it's dead, lying still, bleeding and everything
Though it's an ugly little thing, smells like rotten eggs, and is covered in a thin slimy skin.

Name: Skwid Varethi
Age: 33
Gender: Male
Physical Desc.: A lean and shady looking dark elf, whose face is weathered from a life at sea and years of skooma addiction. His eyes are hollow and soulless, and he keeps his head shaved into a mohawk that is held in place by the blood of his enemies.
Bio: Skwid's life has been anything but simple. Displaced from his immigrant family at an early age he grew up without any means. He fell into a life of crime, wandering from town to town robbing and stealing to make his way in the world. As a teenager he joined a crew of pirates. He traveled the seas, bedded many wenches, and killed many innocents, but has since returned to land trading the skooma vile for pints of ale.
----------
Inventory
Head:
Torso:Leather Tunic
Legs:Leather pants
Feetoeskin Shoes
Hands:
R. Hand:Copper Knife
L. Hand:
Backpack:10 ft. of rope, (empty) skooma bottle
Septims: 150
---------
Stats: you get 80 points
Agility: 25
Endurance: 15
Luck: 10
Personality: 0
Speed: 8
Strength: 22
Willpower: 0
Skills: Hand to Hand, Light Armor, Blade, Block, Sneak, Security, and Acrobatics
---------
Health:150/150
Magicka: 0
Condition

not even close to common knowledge

it wouldn't be:"a jab to the solar plexus will knock him down"
it would be closer to: "i punch him in the stomach and sometimes he goes down"

you punch the guy in the stomach and he lets out all his breath and doubles over.

Name: Ma'Dat
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Physical Desc.: 5' "10, khajiit. his left ear has a small crescent cut out of it, and a scar just under his left eye. his fur is tan like the sands of his home. his tail is crooked where it was broken.
Bio: never accepted by his own due to his tendency to steal and fight. he has decided to venture away and reject his old clan life. the last straw was snapped when his own brother gave him his scar and broke his tail. he will never return, embittered by his experiences.
----------
Inventory
Head:
Torso: Iron Breastplate
Legs: Iron Leggings
Feet: leather boots
Hands:
R. Hand: copper short sword
L. Hand: leather buckler
Backpack: , cloth shirt, cloth pants, a silver necklace
Septims: 60
---------
Stats: you get 80 points
Agility: 10
Endurance: 14
Luck:10
Personality: 14
Speed: 14
Strength:10
Willpower:8
Skills: Heavy Armor, Athletics, Hand to Hand, Speechcraft, Blade, Sneak,Security
---------
Health:90/140
Magicka:80/80

"We're not setting any up tonight, the men are too tired, we'll go out at dawn."

Name: Arangaer\r\nAge:17\r\nGender:F\r\nPhysical Desc.: Wood Elf, Beutiful, Dark hair, Brown Eyes.\r\nBio: Have always lived in cyrodil. Have been a hunter since she was 14. Her dad died when she was 7. She had to live alone with her mother who was addicted to skooma. She was almost raped when she was 13 when a hunter rescued her and helped her.\r\n----------\r\nInventory\r\nHead:\r\nTorso:Doeskin Tunic\r\nLegs:Doeskin Pants\r\nFeet:Doeskin shoes\r\nHands:\r\nR. Hand:Wooden Bow\r\nL. Hand:\r\nBackpack:Quiver (20 wooden arrows), Hunting Knife\r\nSeptims: 150\r\n---------\r\nStats: you get 80 points\r\nAgility: 30\r\nEndurance: 3\r\nLuck: 20\r\nPersonality:  1\r\nSpeed: 20\r\nStrength: 3\r\nWillpower: 3\r\nSkills: Acrobatics, Light armor, Marksman, Athletics, Mercantile, Sneak, Speechcraft.\r\n---------\r\nHealth: 30/30\r\nMagicka: 30/30\r\nCondition: Any determining factors in how your health or attributes are\r\n\r\n\r\nyou walk up to it, it's dead, lying still, bleeding and everything\r\nThough it's an ugly little thing, smells like rotten eggs, and is covered in a thin slimy skin.\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\nName: Skwid Varethi\r\nAge: 33\r\nGender: Male\r\nPhysical Desc.: A lean and shady looking dark elf, whose face is weathered from a life at sea and years of skooma addiction. His eyes are hollow and soulless, and he keeps his head shaved into a mohawk that is held in place by the blood of his enemies.\r\nBio: Skwid's life has been anything but simple. Displaced from his immigrant family at an early age he grew up without any means. He fell into a life of crime, wandering from town to town robbing and stealing to make his way in the world. As a teenager he joined a crew of pirates. He traveled the seas, bedded many wenches, and killed many innocents, but has since returned to land trading the skooma vile for pints of ale.\r\n----------\r\nInventory\r\nHead:\r\nTorso:Leather Tunic\r\nLegs:Leather pants\r\nFeet:Doeskin Shoes\r\nHands:\r\nR. Hand:Copper Knife\r\nL. Hand:\r\nBackpack:10 ft. of rope, (empty) skooma bottle\r\nSeptims: 150\r\n---------\r\nStats: you get 80 points\r\nAgility: 25\r\nEndurance: 15\r\nLuck: 10\r\nPersonality: 0\r\nSpeed: 8\r\nStrength: 22\r\nWillpower: 0\r\nSkills: Hand to Hand, Light Armor, Blade, Block, Sneak, Security, and Acrobatics\r\n---------\r\nHealth:150/150\r\nMagicka: 0\r\nCondition\r\n\r\nnot even close to common knowledge\r\n\r\nit wouldn't be:"a jab to the solar plexus will knock him down"\r\nit would be closer to: "i punch him in the stomach and sometimes he goes down"\r\n\r\n\r\nyou punch the guy in the stomach and he lets out all his breath and doubles over.\r\n\r\n\r\nName: Ma'Dat\r\nAge: 27\r\nGender: Male\r\nPhysical Desc.: 5' "10, khajiit. his left ear has a small crescent cut out of it, and a scar just under his left eye. his fur is tan like the sands of his home. his tail is crooked where it was broken.\r\nBio: never accepted by his own due to his tendency to steal and fight. he has decided to venture away and reject his old clan life. the last straw was snapped when his own brother gave him his scar and broke his tail. he will never return, embittered by his experiences.\r\n----------\r\nInventory\r\nHead:\r\nTorso: Iron Breastplate\r\nLegs: Iron Leggings\r\nFeet: leather boots\r\nHands:\r\nR. Hand: copper short sword\r\nL. Hand: leather buckler\r\nBackpack: , cloth shirt, cloth pants, a silver necklace\r\nSeptims: 60\r\n---------\r\nStats: you get 80 points\r\nAgility: 10\r\nEndurance: 14\r\nLuck:10\r\nPersonality: 14\r\nSpeed: 14\r\nStrength:10\r\nWillpower:8\r\nSkills: Heavy Armor, Athletics, Hand to Hand, Speechcraft, Blade, Sneak,Security\r\n---------\r\nHealth:90/140\r\nMagicka:80/80\r\n\r\n"We're not setting any up tonight, the men are too tired, we'll go out at dawn."

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Scribe

Posted July 1, '13 2:22am UTC

Name: Ma'Dat
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Physical Desc.: 5' "10, khajiit. his left ear has a small crescent cut out of it, and a scar just under his left eye. his fur is tan like the sands of his home. his tail is crooked where it was broken.
Bio: never accepted by his own due to his tendency to steal and fight. he has decided to venture away and reject his old clan life. the last straw was snapped when his own brother gave him his scar and broke his tail. he will never return, embittered by his experiences.
----------
Inventory
Head:
Torso: Iron Breastplate
Legs: Iron Leggings
Feet: leather boots
Hands:
R. Hand: copper short sword
L. Hand: leather buckler
Backpack: , cloth shirt, cloth pants, a silver necklace
Septims: 60
---------
Stats: you get 80 points
Agility: 10
Endurance: 14
Luck:10
Personality: 14
Speed: 14
Strength:10
Willpower:8
Skills: Heavy Armor, Athletics, Hand to Hand, Speechcraft, Blade, Sneak,Security
---------
Health:90/140
Magicka:80/80

"Then I will come with, please alert me as to when you are ready to depart." I say. then I walk away and decide to see is I can get the hole in my chest piece mended.

Name: Ma'Dat\r\nAge: 27\r\nGender: Male\r\nPhysical Desc.: 5' "10, khajiit. his left ear has a small crescent cut out of it, and a scar just under his left eye. his fur is tan like the sands of his home. his tail is crooked where it was broken.\r\nBio: never accepted by his own due to his tendency to steal and fight. he has decided to venture away and reject his old clan life. the last straw was snapped when his own brother gave him his scar and broke his tail. he will never return, embittered by his experiences.\r\n----------\r\nInventory\r\nHead:\r\nTorso: Iron Breastplate\r\nLegs: Iron Leggings\r\nFeet: leather boots\r\nHands:\r\nR. Hand: copper short sword\r\nL. Hand: leather buckler\r\nBackpack: , cloth shirt, cloth pants, a silver necklace\r\nSeptims: 60\r\n---------\r\nStats: you get 80 points\r\nAgility: 10\r\nEndurance: 14\r\nLuck:10\r\nPersonality: 14\r\nSpeed: 14\r\nStrength:10\r\nWillpower:8\r\nSkills: Heavy Armor, Athletics, Hand to Hand, Speechcraft, Blade, Sneak,Security\r\n---------\r\nHealth:90/140\r\nMagicka:80/80\r\n\r\n\r\n"Then I will come with, please alert me as to when you are ready to depart." I say. then I walk away and decide to see is I can get the hole in my chest piece mended.

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Nomad

Posted July 1, '13 3:09am UTC

Name: Skwid Varethi
Age: 33
Gender: Male
Physical Desc.: A lean and shady looking dark elf, whose face is weathered from a life at sea and years of skooma addiction. His eyes are hollow and soulless, and he keeps his head shaved into a mohawk that is held in place by the blood of his enemies.
Bio: Skwid's life has been anything but simple. Displaced from his immigrant family at an early age he grew up without any means. He fell into a life of crime, wandering from town to town robbing and stealing to make his way in the world. As a teenager he joined a crew of pirates. He traveled the seas, bedded many wenches, and killed many innocents, but has since returned to land trading the skooma vile for pints of ale.
----------
Inventory
Head:
Torso:Leather Tunic
Legs:Leather pants
Feetoeskin Shoes
Hands:
R. Hand:Copper Knife
L. Hand:
Backpack:10 ft. of rope, (empty) skooma bottle
Septims: 150
---------
Stats: you get 80 points
Agility: 25
Endurance: 15
Luck: 10
Personality: 0
Speed: 8
Strength: 22
Willpower: 0
Skills: Hand to Hand, Light Armor, Blade, Block, Sneak, Security, and Acrobatics
---------
Health:150/150
Magicka: 0
Condition

I attempt kick him a final time to make sure he stays down, search his pockets, and check to see if the other guy is alright.

Name: Skwid Varethi\r\nAge: 33\r\nGender: Male\r\nPhysical Desc.: A lean and shady looking dark elf, whose face is weathered from a life at sea and years of skooma addiction. His eyes are hollow and soulless, and he keeps his head shaved into a mohawk that is held in place by the blood of his enemies.\r\nBio: Skwid's life has been anything but simple. Displaced from his immigrant family at an early age he grew up without any means. He fell into a life of crime, wandering from town to town robbing and stealing to make his way in the world. As a teenager he joined a crew of pirates. He traveled the seas, bedded many wenches, and killed many innocents, but has since returned to land trading the skooma vile for pints of ale.\r\n----------\r\nInventory\r\nHead:\r\nTorso:Leather Tunic\r\nLegs:Leather pants\r\nFeet:Doeskin Shoes\r\nHands:\r\nR. Hand:Copper Knife\r\nL. Hand:\r\nBackpack:10 ft. of rope, (empty) skooma bottle\r\nSeptims: 150\r\n---------\r\nStats: you get 80 points\r\nAgility: 25\r\nEndurance: 15\r\nLuck: 10\r\nPersonality: 0\r\nSpeed: 8\r\nStrength: 22\r\nWillpower: 0\r\nSkills: Hand to Hand, Light Armor, Blade, Block, Sneak, Security, and Acrobatics\r\n---------\r\nHealth:150/150\r\nMagicka: 0\r\nCondition\r\n\r\nI attempt kick him a final time to make sure he stays down, search his pockets, and check to see if the other guy is alright.

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Peasant

Posted July 2, '13 7:01pm UTC

Name: Ma'Dat
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Physical Desc.: 5' "10, khajiit. his left ear has a small crescent cut out of it, and a scar just under his left eye. his fur is tan like the sands of his home. his tail is crooked where it was broken.
Bio: never accepted by his own due to his tendency to steal and fight. he has decided to venture away and reject his old clan life. the last straw was snapped when his own brother gave him his scar and broke his tail. he will never return, embittered by his experiences.
----------
Inventory
Head:
Torso: Iron Breastplate
Legs: Iron Leggings
Feet: leather boots
Hands:
R. Hand: copper short sword
L. Hand: leather buckler
Backpack: , cloth shirt, cloth pants, a silver necklace
Septims: 60
---------
Stats: you get 80 points
Agility: 10
Endurance: 14
Luck:10
Personality: 14
Speed: 14
Strength:10
Willpower:8
Skills: Heavy Armor, Athletics, Hand to Hand, Speechcraft, Blade, Sneak,Security
---------
Health:90/140
Magicka:80/80

It's very early in the morning, no one is awake ,except the neighbors

Name: Skwid Varethi
Age: 33
Gender: Male
Physical Desc.: A lean and shady looking dark elf, whose face is weathered from a life at sea and years of skooma addiction. His eyes are hollow and soulless, and he keeps his head shaved into a mohawk that is held in place by the blood of his enemies.
Bio: Skwid's life has been anything but simple. Displaced from his immigrant family at an early age he grew up without any means. He fell into a life of crime, wandering from town to town robbing and stealing to make his way in the world. As a teenager he joined a crew of pirates. He traveled the seas, bedded many wenches, and killed many innocents, but has since returned to land trading the skooma vile for pints of ale.
----------
Inventory
Head:
Torso:Leather Tunic
Legs:Leather pants
Feetoeskin Shoes
Hands:
R. Hand:Copper Knife
L. Hand:
Backpack:10 ft. of rope, (empty) skooma bottle
Septims: 150
---------
Stats: you get 80 points
Agility: 25
Endurance: 15
Luck: 10
Personality: 0
Speed: 8
Strength: 22
Willpower: 0
Skills: Hand to Hand, Light Armor, Blade, Block, Sneak, Security, and Acrobatics
---------
Health:150/150
Magicka: 0
Condition

The other guy runs out the door, and the guy on the ground seems to have already had his stuff taken
Congrats, you helped someone mug a guy

Name: Arangaer
Age:17
Gender:F
Physical Desc.: Wood Elf, Beutiful, Dark hair, Brown Eyes.
Bio: Have always lived in cyrodil. Have been a hunter since she was 14. Her dad died when she was 7. She had to live alone with her mother who was addicted to skooma. She was almost raped when she was 13 when a hunter rescued her and helped her.
----------
Inventory
Head:
Torsooeskin Tunic
Legsoeskin Pants
Feetoeskin shoes
Hands:
R. Hand:Wooden Bow
L. Hand:
Backpack:Quiver (20 wooden arrows), Hunting Knife
Septims: 150
---------
Stats: you get 80 points
Agility: 30
Endurance: 3
Luck: 20
Personality: 1
Speed: 20
Strength: 3
Willpower: 3
Skills: Acrobatics, Light armor, Marksman, Athletics, Mercantile, Sneak, Speechcraft.
---------
Health: 30/30
Magicka: 30/30
Condition: Any determining factors in how your health or attributes are

You stab it, but you notice it just starts...dissolving, it slowly turns into a pile of ash, only leaving a sort of organ behind in the ash pile. The organ is still pulsing with magical energy.

Name: Ma'Dat\r\nAge: 27\r\nGender: Male\r\nPhysical Desc.: 5' "10, khajiit. his left ear has a small crescent cut out of it, and a scar just under his left eye. his fur is tan like the sands of his home. his tail is crooked where it was broken.\r\nBio: never accepted by his own due to his tendency to steal and fight. he has decided to venture away and reject his old clan life. the last straw was snapped when his own brother gave him his scar and broke his tail. he will never return, embittered by his experiences.\r\n----------\r\nInventory\r\nHead:\r\nTorso: Iron Breastplate\r\nLegs: Iron Leggings\r\nFeet: leather boots\r\nHands:\r\nR. Hand: copper short sword\r\nL. Hand: leather buckler\r\nBackpack: , cloth shirt, cloth pants, a silver necklace\r\nSeptims: 60\r\n---------\r\nStats: you get 80 points\r\nAgility: 10\r\nEndurance: 14\r\nLuck:10\r\nPersonality: 14\r\nSpeed: 14\r\nStrength:10\r\nWillpower:8\r\nSkills: Heavy Armor, Athletics, Hand to Hand, Speechcraft, Blade, Sneak,Security\r\n---------\r\nHealth:90/140\r\nMagicka:80/80\r\n\r\n\r\nIt's very early in the morning, no one is awake ,except the neighbors\r\n\r\n\r\nName: Skwid Varethi\r\nAge: 33\r\nGender: Male\r\nPhysical Desc.: A lean and shady looking dark elf, whose face is weathered from a life at sea and years of skooma addiction. His eyes are hollow and soulless, and he keeps his head shaved into a mohawk that is held in place by the blood of his enemies.\r\nBio: Skwid's life has been anything but simple. Displaced from his immigrant family at an early age he grew up without any means. He fell into a life of crime, wandering from town to town robbing and stealing to make his way in the world. As a teenager he joined a crew of pirates. He traveled the seas, bedded many wenches, and killed many innocents, but has since returned to land trading the skooma vile for pints of ale.\r\n----------\r\nInventory\r\nHead:\r\nTorso:Leather Tunic\r\nLegs:Leather pants\r\nFeet:Doeskin Shoes\r\nHands:\r\nR. Hand:Copper Knife\r\nL. Hand:\r\nBackpack:10 ft. of rope, (empty) skooma bottle\r\nSeptims: 150\r\n---------\r\nStats: you get 80 points\r\nAgility: 25\r\nEndurance: 15\r\nLuck: 10\r\nPersonality: 0\r\nSpeed: 8\r\nStrength: 22\r\nWillpower: 0\r\nSkills: Hand to Hand, Light Armor, Blade, Block, Sneak, Security, and Acrobatics\r\n---------\r\nHealth:150/150\r\nMagicka: 0\r\nCondition\r\n\r\nThe other guy runs out the door, and the guy on the ground seems to have already had his stuff taken\r\nCongrats, you helped someone mug a guy\r\n\r\nName: Arangaer\r\nAge:17\r\nGender:F\r\nPhysical Desc.: Wood Elf, Beutiful, Dark hair, Brown Eyes.\r\nBio: Have always lived in cyrodil. Have been a hunter since she was 14. Her dad died when she was 7. She had to live alone with her mother who was addicted to skooma. She was almost raped when she was 13 when a hunter rescued her and helped her.\r\n----------\r\nInventory\r\nHead:\r\nTorso:Doeskin Tunic\r\nLegs:Doeskin Pants\r\nFeet:Doeskin shoes\r\nHands:\r\nR. Hand:Wooden Bow\r\nL. Hand:\r\nBackpack:Quiver (20 wooden arrows), Hunting Knife\r\nSeptims: 150\r\n---------\r\nStats: you get 80 points\r\nAgility: 30\r\nEndurance: 3\r\nLuck: 20\r\nPersonality:  1\r\nSpeed: 20\r\nStrength: 3\r\nWillpower: 3\r\nSkills: Acrobatics, Light armor, Marksman, Athletics, Mercantile, Sneak, Speechcraft.\r\n---------\r\nHealth: 30/30\r\nMagicka: 30/30\r\nCondition: Any determining factors in how your health or attributes are\r\n\r\nYou stab it, but you notice it just starts...dissolving, it slowly turns into a pile of ash, only leaving a sort of organ behind in the ash pile. The organ is still pulsing with magical energy.

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Nomad

Posted July 2, '13 7:35pm UTC

Name: Skwid Varethi
Age: 33
Gender: Male
Physical Desc.: A lean and shady looking dark elf, whose face is weathered from a life at sea and years of skooma addiction. His eyes are hollow and soulless, and he keeps his head shaved into a mohawk that is held in place by the blood of his enemies.
Bio: Skwid's life has been anything but simple. Displaced from his immigrant family at an early age he grew up without any means. He fell into a life of crime, wandering from town to town robbing and stealing to make his way in the world. As a teenager he joined a crew of pirates. He traveled the seas, bedded many wenches, and killed many innocents, but has since returned to land trading the skooma vile for pints of ale.
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Inventory
Head:
Torso:Leather Tunic
Legs:Leather pants
Feetoeskin Shoes
Hands:
R. Hand:Copper Knife
L. Hand:
Backpack:10 ft. of rope, (empty) skooma bottle
Septims: 150
---------
Stats: you get 80 points
Agility: 25
Endurance: 15
Luck: 10
Personality: 0
Speed: 8
Strength: 22
Willpower: 0
Skills: Hand to Hand, Light Armor, Blade, Block, Sneak, Security, and Acrobatics
---------
Health:150/150
Magicka: 0
Condition

"Gotta love this town," I say with a tone of sarcasm as I turn to the bar, "I need a beer..."

Name: Skwid Varethi\r\nAge: 33\r\nGender: Male\r\nPhysical Desc.: A lean and shady looking dark elf, whose face is weathered from a life at sea and years of skooma addiction. His eyes are hollow and soulless, and he keeps his head shaved into a mohawk that is held in place by the blood of his enemies.\r\nBio: Skwid's life has been anything but simple. Displaced from his immigrant family at an early age he grew up without any means. He fell into a life of crime, wandering from town to town robbing and stealing to make his way in the world. As a teenager he joined a crew of pirates. He traveled the seas, bedded many wenches, and killed many innocents, but has since returned to land trading the skooma vile for pints of ale.\r\n----------\r\nInventory\r\nHead:\r\nTorso:Leather Tunic\r\nLegs:Leather pants\r\nFeet:Doeskin Shoes\r\nHands:\r\nR. Hand:Copper Knife\r\nL. Hand:\r\nBackpack:10 ft. of rope, (empty) skooma bottle\r\nSeptims: 150\r\n---------\r\nStats: you get 80 points\r\nAgility: 25\r\nEndurance: 15\r\nLuck: 10\r\nPersonality: 0\r\nSpeed: 8\r\nStrength: 22\r\nWillpower: 0\r\nSkills: Hand to Hand, Light Armor, Blade, Block, Sneak, Security, and Acrobatics\r\n---------\r\nHealth:150/150\r\nMagicka: 0\r\nCondition\r\n\r\n"Gotta love this town," I say with a tone of sarcasm as I turn to the bar, "I need a beer..."

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Scribe

Posted July 2, '13 11:52pm UTC

Name: Ma'Dat
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Physical Desc.: 5' "10, khajiit. his left ear has a small crescent cut out of it, and a scar just under his left eye. his fur is tan like the sands of his home. his tail is crooked where it was broken.
Bio: never accepted by his own due to his tendency to steal and fight. he has decided to venture away and reject his old clan life. the last straw was snapped when his own brother gave him his scar and broke his tail. he will never return, embittered by his experiences.
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Inventory
Head:
Torso: Iron Breastplate
Legs: Iron Leggings
Feet: leather boots
Hands:
R. Hand: copper short sword
L. Hand: leather buckler
Backpack: , cloth shirt, cloth pants, a silver necklace
Septims: 60
---------
Stats: you get 80 points
Agility: 10
Endurance: 14
Luck:10
Personality: 14
Speed: 14
Strength:10
Willpower:8
Skills: Heavy Armor, Athletics, Hand to Hand, Speechcraft, Blade, Sneak,Security
---------
Health:90/140
Magicka:80/80

"well that's inconvenient." I say, upset. "well I guess I'll find somewhere to wait" I think. I look up to the top of the buildings and decide to try and climb to the roof of the inn.

Name: Ma'Dat\r\nAge: 27\r\nGender: Male\r\nPhysical Desc.: 5' "10, khajiit. his left ear has a small crescent cut out of it, and a scar just under his left eye. his fur is tan like the sands of his home. his tail is crooked where it was broken.\r\nBio: never accepted by his own due to his tendency to steal and fight. he has decided to venture away and reject his old clan life. the last straw was snapped when his own brother gave him his scar and broke his tail. he will never return, embittered by his experiences.\r\n----------\r\nInventory\r\nHead:\r\nTorso: Iron Breastplate\r\nLegs: Iron Leggings\r\nFeet: leather boots\r\nHands:\r\nR. Hand: copper short sword\r\nL. Hand: leather buckler\r\nBackpack: , cloth shirt, cloth pants, a silver necklace\r\nSeptims: 60\r\n---------\r\nStats: you get 80 points\r\nAgility: 10\r\nEndurance: 14\r\nLuck:10\r\nPersonality: 14\r\nSpeed: 14\r\nStrength:10\r\nWillpower:8\r\nSkills: Heavy Armor, Athletics, Hand to Hand, Speechcraft, Blade, Sneak,Security\r\n---------\r\nHealth:90/140\r\nMagicka:80/80\r\n\r\n"well that's inconvenient." I say, upset. "well I guess I'll find somewhere to wait" I think. I look up to the top of the buildings and decide to try and climb to the roof of the inn.

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Peasant

Posted July 3, '13 7:24pm UTC

Name: Skwid Varethi
Age: 33
Gender: Male
Physical Desc.: A lean and shady looking dark elf, whose face is weathered from a life at sea and years of skooma addiction. His eyes are hollow and soulless, and he keeps his head shaved into a mohawk that is held in place by the blood of his enemies.
Bio: Skwid's life has been anything but simple. Displaced from his immigrant family at an early age he grew up without any means. He fell into a life of crime, wandering from town to town robbing and stealing to make his way in the world. As a teenager he joined a crew of pirates. He traveled the seas, bedded many wenches, and killed many innocents, but has since returned to land trading the skooma vile for pints of ale.
----------
Inventory
Head:
Torso:Leather Tunic
Legs:Leather pants
Feetoeskin Shoes
Hands:
R. Hand:Copper Knife
L. Hand:
Backpack:10 ft. of rope,
Septims: 150
---------
Stats: you get 80 points
Agility: 25
Endurance: 15
Luck: 10
Personality: 0
Speed: 8
Strength: 22
Willpower: 0
Skills: Hand to Hand, Light Armor, Blade, Block, Sneak, Security, and Acrobatics
---------
Health:150/150
Magicka: 0
Condition

you walk up to the bar, but the keep buts a short silvery blade on the table, and two rather muscular men, longswords at their side, come up to you. "I don't want to call the town guard." he says bluntly Indicating you should probably leave

Name: Ma'Dat
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Physical Desc.: 5' "10, khajiit. his left ear has a small crescent cut out of it, and a scar just under his left eye. his fur is tan like the sands of his home. his tail is crooked where it was broken.
Bio: never accepted by his own due to his tendency to steal and fight. he has decided to venture away and reject his old clan life. the last straw was snapped when his own brother gave him his scar and broke his tail. he will never return, embittered by his experiences.
----------
Inventory
Head:
Torso: Iron Breastplate
Legs: Iron Leggings
Feet: leather boots
Hands:
R. Hand: copper short sword
L. Hand: leather buckler
Backpack: , cloth shirt, cloth pants, a silver necklace
Septims: 60
---------
Stats: you get 80 points
Agility: 10
Endurance: 14
Luck:10
Personality: 14
Speed: 14
Strength:10
Willpower:8
Skills: Heavy Armor, Athletics, Hand to Hand, Speechcraft, Blade, Sneak,Security
---------
Health:90/140
Magicka:80/80

Climbing atop buildings and jumping around on them isn't exactly encouraged, and you're wounded

Name: Arangaer
Age:17
Gender:F
Physical Desc.: Wood Elf, Beutiful, Dark hair, Brown Eyes.
Bio: Have always lived in cyrodil. Have been a hunter since she was 14. Her dad died when she was 7. She had to live alone with her mother who was addicted to skooma. She was almost raped when she was 13 when a hunter rescued her and helped her.
----------
Inventory
Head:
Torsooeskin Tunic
Legsoeskin Pants
Feetoeskin shoes
Hands:
R. Hand:Wooden Bow
L. Hand:
Backpack:Quiver (20 wooden arrows), Hunting Knife
Septims: 150
---------
Stats: you get 80 points
Agility: 30
Endurance: 3
Luck: 20
Personality: 1
Speed: 20
Strength: 3
Willpower: 3
Skills: Acrobatics, Light armor, Marksman, Athletics, Mercantile, Sneak, Speechcraft.
---------
Health: 30/30
Magicka: 30/30
Condition: Any determining factors in how your health or attributes are

As you walk down the road towards Imperial City, you see a figure in the distance, it appears he is fighting with another, you can't quite tell at this distance though.

Name: Skwid Varethi\r\nAge: 33\r\nGender: Male\r\nPhysical Desc.: A lean and shady looking dark elf, whose face is weathered from a life at sea and years of skooma addiction. His eyes are hollow and soulless, and he keeps his head shaved into a mohawk that is held in place by the blood of his enemies.\r\nBio: Skwid's life has been anything but simple. Displaced from his immigrant family at an early age he grew up without any means. He fell into a life of crime, wandering from town to town robbing and stealing to make his way in the world. As a teenager he joined a crew of pirates. He traveled the seas, bedded many wenches, and killed many innocents, but has since returned to land trading the skooma vile for pints of ale.\r\n----------\r\nInventory\r\nHead:\r\nTorso:Leather Tunic\r\nLegs:Leather pants\r\nFeet:Doeskin Shoes\r\nHands:\r\nR. Hand:Copper Knife\r\nL. Hand:\r\nBackpack:10 ft. of rope, \r\nSeptims: 150\r\n---------\r\nStats: you get 80 points\r\nAgility: 25\r\nEndurance: 15\r\nLuck: 10\r\nPersonality: 0\r\nSpeed: 8\r\nStrength: 22\r\nWillpower: 0\r\nSkills: Hand to Hand, Light Armor, Blade, Block, Sneak, Security, and Acrobatics\r\n---------\r\nHealth:150/150\r\nMagicka: 0\r\nCondition\r\n\r\n\r\nyou walk up to the bar, but the keep buts a short silvery blade on the table, and two rather muscular men, longswords at their side, come up to you. "I don't want to call the town guard." he says bluntly Indicating you should probably leave\r\n\r\n\r\nName: Ma'Dat\r\nAge: 27\r\nGender: Male\r\nPhysical Desc.: 5' "10, khajiit. his left ear has a small crescent cut out of it, and a scar just under his left eye. his fur is tan like the sands of his home. his tail is crooked where it was broken.\r\nBio: never accepted by his own due to his tendency to steal and fight. he has decided to venture away and reject his old clan life. the last straw was snapped when his own brother gave him his scar and broke his tail. he will never return, embittered by his experiences.\r\n----------\r\nInventory\r\nHead:\r\nTorso: Iron Breastplate\r\nLegs: Iron Leggings\r\nFeet: leather boots\r\nHands:\r\nR. Hand: copper short sword\r\nL. Hand: leather buckler\r\nBackpack: , cloth shirt, cloth pants, a silver necklace\r\nSeptims: 60\r\n---------\r\nStats: you get 80 points\r\nAgility: 10\r\nEndurance: 14\r\nLuck:10\r\nPersonality: 14\r\nSpeed: 14\r\nStrength:10\r\nWillpower:8\r\nSkills: Heavy Armor, Athletics, Hand to Hand, Speechcraft, Blade, Sneak,Security\r\n---------\r\nHealth:90/140\r\nMagicka:80/80\r\n\r\n\r\nClimbing atop buildings and jumping around on them isn't exactly encouraged, and you're wounded\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\nName: Arangaer\r\nAge:17\r\nGender:F\r\nPhysical Desc.: Wood Elf, Beutiful, Dark hair, Brown Eyes.\r\nBio: Have always lived in cyrodil. Have been a hunter since she was 14. Her dad died when she was 7. She had to live alone with her mother who was addicted to skooma. She was almost raped when she was 13 when a hunter rescued her and helped her.\r\n----------\r\nInventory\r\nHead:\r\nTorso:Doeskin Tunic\r\nLegs:Doeskin Pants\r\nFeet:Doeskin shoes\r\nHands:\r\nR. Hand:Wooden Bow\r\nL. Hand:\r\nBackpack:Quiver (20 wooden arrows), Hunting Knife\r\nSeptims: 150\r\n---------\r\nStats: you get 80 points\r\nAgility: 30\r\nEndurance: 3\r\nLuck: 20\r\nPersonality:  1\r\nSpeed: 20\r\nStrength: 3\r\nWillpower: 3\r\nSkills: Acrobatics, Light armor, Marksman, Athletics, Mercantile, Sneak, Speechcraft.\r\n---------\r\nHealth: 30/30\r\nMagicka: 30/30\r\nCondition: Any determining factors in how your health or attributes are\r\n\r\n\r\nAs you walk down the road towards Imperial City, you see a figure in the distance, it appears he is fighting with another, you can't quite tell at this distance though.

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Nomad

Posted July 3, '13 8:28pm UTC

Name: Skwid Varethi
Age: 33
Gender: Male
Physical Desc.: A lean and shady looking dark elf, whose face is weathered from a life at sea and years of skooma addiction. His eyes are hollow and soulless, and he keeps his head shaved into a mohawk that is held in place by the blood of his enemies.
Bio: Skwid's life has been anything but simple. Displaced from his immigrant family at an early age he grew up without any means. He fell into a life of crime, wandering from town to town robbing and stealing to make his way in the world. As a teenager he joined a crew of pirates. He traveled the seas, bedded many wenches, and killed many innocents, but has since returned to land trading the skooma vile for pints of ale.
----------
Inventory
Head:
Torso:Leather Tunic
Legs:Leather pants
Feetoeskin Shoes
Hands:
R. Hand:Copper Knife
L. Hand:
Backpack:10 ft. of rope,
Septims: 150
---------
Stats: you get 80 points
Agility: 25
Endurance: 15
Luck: 10
Personality: 0
Speed: 8
Strength: 22
Willpower: 0
Skills: Hand to Hand, Light Armor, Blade, Block, Sneak, Security, and Acrobatics
---------
Health:150/150
Magicka: 0
Condition:

"Sorry folks," as I leave the tavern, having learned my lesson about butting into other people's problems.

Name: Skwid Varethi\r\nAge: 33\r\nGender: Male\r\nPhysical Desc.: A lean and shady looking dark elf, whose face is weathered from a life at sea and years of skooma addiction. His eyes are hollow and soulless, and he keeps his head shaved into a mohawk that is held in place by the blood of his enemies.\r\nBio: Skwid's life has been anything but simple. Displaced from his immigrant family at an early age he grew up without any means. He fell into a life of crime, wandering from town to town robbing and stealing to make his way in the world. As a teenager he joined a crew of pirates. He traveled the seas, bedded many wenches, and killed many innocents, but has since returned to land trading the skooma vile for pints of ale.\r\n----------\r\nInventory\r\nHead:\r\nTorso:Leather Tunic\r\nLegs:Leather pants\r\nFeet:Doeskin Shoes\r\nHands:\r\nR. Hand:Copper Knife\r\nL. Hand:\r\nBackpack:10 ft. of rope,\r\nSeptims: 150\r\n---------\r\nStats: you get 80 points\r\nAgility: 25\r\nEndurance: 15\r\nLuck: 10\r\nPersonality: 0\r\nSpeed: 8\r\nStrength: 22\r\nWillpower: 0\r\nSkills: Hand to Hand, Light Armor, Blade, Block, Sneak, Security, and Acrobatics\r\n---------\r\nHealth:150/150\r\nMagicka: 0\r\nCondition:\r\n\r\n"Sorry folks," as I leave the tavern, having learned my lesson about butting into other people's problems.

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Scribe

Posted July 4, '13 4:08am UTC

Name: Ma'Dat
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Physical Desc.: 5' "10, khajiit. his left ear has a small crescent cut out of it, and a scar just under his left eye. his fur is tan like the sands of his home. his tail is crooked where it was broken.
Bio: never accepted by his own due to his tendency to steal and fight. he has decided to venture away and reject his old clan life. the last straw was snapped when his own brother gave him his scar and broke his tail. he will never return, embittered by his experiences.
----------
Inventory
Head:
Torso: Iron Breastplate
Legs: Iron Leggings
Feet: leather boots
Hands:
R. Hand: copper short sword
L. Hand: leather buckler
Backpack: , cloth shirt, cloth pants, a silver necklace
Septims: 60
---------
Stats: you get 80 points
Agility: 10
Endurance: 14
Luck:10
Personality: 14
Speed: 14
Strength:10
Willpower:8
Skills: Heavy Armor, Athletics, Hand to Hand, Speechcraft, Blade, Sneak,Security
---------
Health:90/140
Magicka:80/80

well then maybe I ought to try and find a healer. I walk off trying to find one who's awake.

Name: Ma'Dat\r\nAge: 27\r\nGender: Male\r\nPhysical Desc.: 5' "10, khajiit. his left ear has a small crescent cut out of it, and a scar just under his left eye. his fur is tan like the sands of his home. his tail is crooked where it was broken.\r\nBio: never accepted by his own due to his tendency to steal and fight. he has decided to venture away and reject his old clan life. the last straw was snapped when his own brother gave him his scar and broke his tail. he will never return, embittered by his experiences.\r\n----------\r\nInventory\r\nHead:\r\nTorso: Iron Breastplate\r\nLegs: Iron Leggings\r\nFeet: leather boots\r\nHands:\r\nR. Hand: copper short sword\r\nL. Hand: leather buckler\r\nBackpack: , cloth shirt, cloth pants, a silver necklace\r\nSeptims: 60\r\n---------\r\nStats: you get 80 points\r\nAgility: 10\r\nEndurance: 14\r\nLuck:10\r\nPersonality: 14\r\nSpeed: 14\r\nStrength:10\r\nWillpower:8\r\nSkills: Heavy Armor, Athletics, Hand to Hand, Speechcraft, Blade, Sneak,Security\r\n---------\r\nHealth:90/140\r\nMagicka:80/80\r\n\r\nwell then maybe I ought to try and find a healer. I walk off trying to find one who's awake.

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Peasant

Posted July 5, '13 12:10am UTC

Name: Arangaer
Age:17
Gender:F
Physical Desc.: Wood Elf, Beutiful, Dark hair, Brown Eyes.
Bio: Have always lived in cyrodil. Have been a hunter since she was 14. Her dad died when she was 7. She had to live alone with her mother who was addicted to skooma. She was almost raped when she was 13 when a hunter rescued her and helped her.
----------
Inventory
Head:
Torsooeskin Tunic
Legsoeskin Pants
Feetoeskin shoes
Hands:
R. Hand:Wooden Bow
L. Hand:
Backpack:Quiver (20 wooden arrows), Hunting Knife
Septims: 150
---------
Stats: you get 80 points
Agility: 30
Endurance: 3
Luck: 20
Personality: 1
Speed: 20
Strength: 3
Willpower: 3
Skills: Acrobatics, Light armor, Marksman, Athletics, Mercantile, Sneak, Speechcraft.
---------
Health: 30/30
Magicka: 30/30
Condition: Any determining factors in how your health or attributes are

the road is fairly open, but they are concentrating on each other right now so it's fairly easy

One is wearing rather expensive clothing, and is using a steel shortsword, it looks finely crafted.
The other is a scruffy fellow wearing furs, with an iron axe and a shield.

Name: Skwid Varethi
Age: 33
Gender: Male
Physical Desc.: A lean and shady looking dark elf, whose face is weathered from a life at sea and years of skooma addiction. His eyes are hollow and soulless, and he keeps his head shaved into a mohawk that is held in place by the blood of his enemies.
Bio: Skwid's life has been anything but simple. Displaced from his immigrant family at an early age he grew up without any means. He fell into a life of crime, wandering from town to town robbing and stealing to make his way in the world. As a teenager he joined a crew of pirates. He traveled the seas, bedded many wenches, and killed many innocents, but has since returned to land trading the skooma vile for pints of ale.
----------
Inventory
Head:
Torso:Leather Tunic
Legs:Leather pants
Feetoeskin Shoes
Hands:
R. Hand:Copper Knife
L. Hand:
Backpack:10 ft. of rope,
Septims: 150
---------
Stats: you get 80 points
Agility: 25
Endurance: 15
Luck: 10
Personality: 0
Speed: 8
Strength: 22
Willpower: 0
Skills: Hand to Hand, Light Armor, Blade, Block, Sneak, Security, and Acrobatics
---------
Health:150/150
Magicka: 0
Condition:

You're back at the docks

Name: Ma'Dat
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Physical Desc.: 5' "10, khajiit. his left ear has a small crescent cut out of it, and a scar just under his left eye. his fur is tan like the sands of his home. his tail is crooked where it was broken.
Bio: never accepted by his own due to his tendency to steal and fight. he has decided to venture away and reject his old clan life. the last straw was snapped when his own brother gave him his scar and broke his tail. he will never return, embittered by his experiences.
----------
Inventory
Head:
Torso: Iron Breastplate
Legs: Iron Leggings
Feet: leather boots
Hands:
R. Hand: copper short sword
L. Hand: leather buckler
Backpack: , cloth shirt, cloth pants, a silver necklace
Septims: 60
---------
Stats: you get 80 points
Agility: 10
Endurance: 14
Luck:10
Personality: 14
Speed: 14
Strength:10
Willpower:8
Skills: Heavy Armor, Athletics, Hand to Hand, Speechcraft, Blade, Sneak,Security
---------
Health:90/140
Magicka:80/80

you find the mages guild, with the night shopkeep inside

Name: Arangaer\r\nAge:17\r\nGender:F\r\nPhysical Desc.: Wood Elf, Beutiful, Dark hair, Brown Eyes.\r\nBio: Have always lived in cyrodil. Have been a hunter since she was 14. Her dad died when she was 7. She had to live alone with her mother who was addicted to skooma. She was almost raped when she was 13 when a hunter rescued her and helped her.\r\n----------\r\nInventory\r\nHead:\r\nTorso:Doeskin Tunic\r\nLegs:Doeskin Pants\r\nFeet:Doeskin shoes\r\nHands:\r\nR. Hand:Wooden Bow\r\nL. Hand:\r\nBackpack:Quiver (20 wooden arrows), Hunting Knife\r\nSeptims: 150\r\n---------\r\nStats: you get 80 points\r\nAgility: 30\r\nEndurance: 3\r\nLuck: 20\r\nPersonality:  1\r\nSpeed: 20\r\nStrength: 3\r\nWillpower: 3\r\nSkills: Acrobatics, Light armor, Marksman, Athletics, Mercantile, Sneak, Speechcraft.\r\n---------\r\nHealth: 30/30\r\nMagicka: 30/30\r\nCondition: Any determining factors in how your health or attributes are\r\n\r\nthe road is fairly open, but they are concentrating on each other right now so it's fairly easy\r\n\r\nOne is wearing rather expensive clothing, and is using a steel shortsword, it looks finely crafted.\r\nThe other is a scruffy fellow wearing furs, with an iron axe and a shield.\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\nName: Skwid Varethi\r\nAge: 33\r\nGender: Male\r\nPhysical Desc.: A lean and shady looking dark elf, whose face is weathered from a life at sea and years of skooma addiction. His eyes are hollow and soulless, and he keeps his head shaved into a mohawk that is held in place by the blood of his enemies.\r\nBio: Skwid's life has been anything but simple. Displaced from his immigrant family at an early age he grew up without any means. He fell into a life of crime, wandering from town to town robbing and stealing to make his way in the world. As a teenager he joined a crew of pirates. He traveled the seas, bedded many wenches, and killed many innocents, but has since returned to land trading the skooma vile for pints of ale.\r\n----------\r\nInventory\r\nHead:\r\nTorso:Leather Tunic\r\nLegs:Leather pants\r\nFeet:Doeskin Shoes\r\nHands:\r\nR. Hand:Copper Knife\r\nL. Hand:\r\nBackpack:10 ft. of rope,\r\nSeptims: 150\r\n---------\r\nStats: you get 80 points\r\nAgility: 25\r\nEndurance: 15\r\nLuck: 10\r\nPersonality: 0\r\nSpeed: 8\r\nStrength: 22\r\nWillpower: 0\r\nSkills: Hand to Hand, Light Armor, Blade, Block, Sneak, Security, and Acrobatics\r\n---------\r\nHealth:150/150\r\nMagicka: 0\r\nCondition:\r\n\r\n\r\nYou're back at the docks\r\n\r\n\r\nName: Ma'Dat\r\nAge: 27\r\nGender: Male\r\nPhysical Desc.: 5' "10, khajiit. his left ear has a small crescent cut out of it, and a scar just under his left eye. his fur is tan like the sands of his home. his tail is crooked where it was broken.\r\nBio: never accepted by his own due to his tendency to steal and fight. he has decided to venture away and reject his old clan life. the last straw was snapped when his own brother gave him his scar and broke his tail. he will never return, embittered by his experiences.\r\n----------\r\nInventory\r\nHead:\r\nTorso: Iron Breastplate\r\nLegs: Iron Leggings\r\nFeet: leather boots\r\nHands:\r\nR. Hand: copper short sword\r\nL. Hand: leather buckler\r\nBackpack: , cloth shirt, cloth pants, a silver necklace\r\nSeptims: 60\r\n---------\r\nStats: you get 80 points\r\nAgility: 10\r\nEndurance: 14\r\nLuck:10\r\nPersonality: 14\r\nSpeed: 14\r\nStrength:10\r\nWillpower:8\r\nSkills: Heavy Armor, Athletics, Hand to Hand, Speechcraft, Blade, Sneak,Security\r\n---------\r\nHealth:90/140\r\nMagicka:80/80\r\n\r\nyou find the mages guild, with the night shopkeep inside

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Posted July 5, '13 12:22am UTC

Name: Ma'Dat
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Physical Desc.: 5' "10, khajiit. his left ear has a small crescent cut out of it, and a scar just under his left eye. his fur is tan like the sands of his home. his tail is crooked where it was broken.
Bio: never accepted by his own due to his tendency to steal and fight. he has decided to venture away and reject his old clan life. the last straw was snapped when his own brother gave him his scar and broke his tail. he will never return, embittered by his experiences.
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Inventory
Head:
Torso: Iron Breastplate
Legs: Iron Leggings
Feet: leather boots
Hands:
R. Hand: copper short sword
L. Hand: leather buckler
Backpack: , cloth shirt, cloth pants, a silver necklace
Septims: 60
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Stats: you get 80 points
Agility: 10
Endurance: 14
Luck:10
Personality: 14
Speed: 14
Strength:10
Willpower:8
Skills: Heavy Armor, Athletics, Hand to Hand, Speechcraft, Blade, Sneak,Security
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Health:90/140
Magicka:80/80

I enter the building and ask the person whether or not they'd be willing to tend my wounds.

Name: Ma'Dat\r\nAge: 27\r\nGender: Male\r\nPhysical Desc.: 5' "10, khajiit. his left ear has a small crescent cut out of it, and a scar just under his left eye. his fur is tan like the sands of his home. his tail is crooked where it was broken.\r\nBio: never accepted by his own due to his tendency to steal and fight. he has decided to venture away and reject his old clan life. the last straw was snapped when his own brother gave him his scar and broke his tail. he will never return, embittered by his experiences.\r\n----------\r\nInventory\r\nHead:\r\nTorso: Iron Breastplate\r\nLegs: Iron Leggings\r\nFeet: leather boots\r\nHands:\r\nR. Hand: copper short sword\r\nL. Hand: leather buckler\r\nBackpack: , cloth shirt, cloth pants, a silver necklace\r\nSeptims: 60\r\n---------\r\nStats: you get 80 points\r\nAgility: 10\r\nEndurance: 14\r\nLuck:10\r\nPersonality: 14\r\nSpeed: 14\r\nStrength:10\r\nWillpower:8\r\nSkills: Heavy Armor, Athletics, Hand to Hand, Speechcraft, Blade, Sneak,Security\r\n---------\r\nHealth:90/140\r\nMagicka:80/80\r\n\r\nI enter the building and ask the person whether or not they'd be willing to tend my wounds.

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