Hi Evi1! Glad to have you! I too am fiercely loyal to the Dunmer, thanks to my several-year obsession with TES3 when it came out.

I am still concocting a backstory for my character, but I have a loose idea for it. I am thinking former Tribunal Ordinator, ejected from the Order for suspicion of debauchery; a man who has religious convictions that conflict with his pragmatic personality.

Have you done forum-based RPs before? I may put together a sample post to exemplify how it works in case anyone interested in joining has never done one before.

Hey! I hope I'm not too late here.

To start off, I've been 'roleplaying' since I was a little kid. Almost every kid with an imagination has. But I started forum roleplaying when I was... eight? Eight or nine, much to the chagrin of my overprotective mother. I'm fifteen, so that gives me about seven years of experience. I love it, and detail is my strongest suit, though I've been told that my dialogue is realistic as well. I've never done tabletop, so if this will have any aspects that especially draw from it, I'll need some time to adjust. My favorite game would be a tough battle between Oblivion and Skyrim. I first played Morrowind as a little kid but I didn't understand how to play, so I recently started getting into that, as well.

I'm very lore-centric. People on my last forum often referred to me as the 'Librarian' because I love researching and memorizing lore so I can quickly use it. Digging through the Internet is what I do best as far as that goes.

I'll most likely be able to join in-game most of the time. I'll be most active around noon-3 CST - earlier if I can drag myself out of bed - and 11PM-3 or 4 in the morning. I might be able to get on in between those times, it depends. But as far as the forum goes, I'll be on nearly round-the-clock. Being homeschooled and owning a smartphone really help is that aspect.

I've been obsessed with Nords ever since I first started playing Elder Scrolls games, so the character I have right now - my first and only, as I only got the game three days ago - is a Nord Dragonknight, level... 8, I believe. I haven't thought too much about her backstory or her personality, but she's stolen quite a few things and pickpocketed, so I'm thinking she'll be a bit of a neutral type of character; stealing and selling for gold and a possible upper hand if blackmail is an option, but otherwise sticking fairly well to the laws of the land. She's a mêlèe fighter, right now wielding a two-handed axe, but she makes use of her special abilities as well. I'm thinking of making her a werewolf someway, but that's kind of up in the air for right now. I don't have much on her background right now, as previously stated, but I've decided that she's definitely an orphan.

I've considered making a Dunmer woman as well, but, anyhow. I hope this was satisfactory.

Name: Bandivar Morvayn

Age: Middle-aged

Race: Dunmer

Height/Weight: 5'11"/180lbs

Eyes/Hair: Red/Red

Distinguishing Characteristics: Missing little finger on his left hand

Notable Items: Lute, riding Senche-Tiger named Else

Appearance: Attractive by Dunmer standards, Bandivar has deep red hair to match his eyes. He maintains a cultural tail of hair that reaches his shoulder blades, often hidden beneath his helmet. His facial hair grows much faster than most Dunmer, and is cropped into a pointed goatee, though inattention leaves stubble along his jaw. Bandivar dresses in muted colors and simple clothing, often simply a gambeson and breeches beneath his amror. He was once proficient with maces, as were standard issue in his Order, but also excelled at swordplay, particularly with scimitars; now he is rarely seen without a set of blades upon his hips.

Personality: Bandivar was once a stoic man, but he has become less rigid in recent years and has learned to enjoy his time in the world a bit more shamelessly. He enjoys drinking and womanizing, but rarely departs too far from his reserved behavior. He has seen violence all his life, and has grown into a stubborn and hardened man whose primary concerns are security and survival. He is guarded and suspicious, and his life spent in service of the Tribunal temple has led to a lack of exposure to the fairer sex; thus, he is somewhat inexperienced with women, leaving him a weakness for flattery. He is slow to trust and quick to confront, but has an authoritative charisma to him that came from service in the Order.

Background: Born and raised in Mornhould, Bandivar was the treasured son of the Morvayn family. He was raised on the staunch religious traditions of the Tribunal Temple, and as a boy dreamed of being an Ordinator. He was always the skinny boy, and often drew the beatings of bigger children, but he grew tough and mean and began to fight back. He excelled at his studies at an early age, but the more he was bullied, the more he began to fight, and his studies began to slack. His childhood memories are more of bloodying bullies than being bullied itself, and he remembers these times as analogies that became useful later in life.

When he came of age, he was sponsored to join the Order, and took his trials in the temple. He passed, and so his training began on the job. For years, he served the temple righteously; he memorized the City of Light and Magic, every alley and street and resident in his district. The righteous ferocity with which he fought when called to drew the awe of his comrades, and for a time, there were rumors that he would be ideal for the next selection of the Hand of Almalexia, her personal bodyguards. Then he met Nolla.

Nolla was a young dunmer maiden, the daughter of a mage who had a poor reputation with the temple. Bandivar encountered her multiple times through the course of his duties, and although she was attractive, he never gave her any more attention than she was due; that is, until he encountered her on a patrol, serving her own profession. Nolla was a lady of the night, and she pedaled her wares to Bandivar that night; he told himself the Three would understand, for his choice to partake of her flesh free from the distraction of a relationship for only a handful of gold left him greater capacity to serve them. But the Order saw it differently, and in time rumors began to swirl around this Ordinator and his evening activities, leading to the Patriarch ejecting Bandivar from the Order under suspicion of debauchery. This was a graceful option; had the temple pursued the charges, Bandivar may have been formally arraigned and prosecuted for crimes against the temple.

After his ejection from the Order, his family was shamed. The Morvayn name was tarnished, and became a joke amongst the populace of Mournhold; the family was forced to sell its manor because no servants would serve and no businessmen would do business with them. With his family ruined, Bandivar fled Mournhold in the night to hide his shame and pursue his fortune elsewhere in Tamriel.

He found employment throughout the Morrowind mainland among sellswords and the Fighter’s Guild, many of whom were Nords that became fond of Bandivar’s newfound drunkenness. He found that his noble upbringing clashed comically with the uncouth culture of the Nords, and over the years the term “Milk-drinker” nearly became a jovial moniker. He learned dual wielding from his companions, and again topped many of his comrades in the way of the blade.

It seemed to him that this was his life, until one day he awoke in the damp, dank cells of Coldharbour…

Doesn't seem like I'm too late to hop in on this, and I certainly hope I'm right! Anyway, I might as well start of with a little bit about me here. I'm 27 years old and I've been roleplaying since...well, certainly feels like I've been doing it forever. Must be at least 15 years. Certainly over 10. I'm actually an amateur author as well! I primarily write fantasy and, among other fantasy series, The Elder Scrolls has been a massive influence on my own work as well. I never really thought I was, but it is pretty refreshing to hear of another author who got inspired in the same way.

I have several characters, but the first I made with being an RP character is one I share a namesake with. Wanders-With-Moonlight is a quiet and reserved female Argonian, who fled from a life she didn't want in Black Marsh in favor of wandering Tamriel and simply experience her people and other cultures; seeing all there is to see and learning all there is to learn, with no sense of one being superior or inferior to the other. She simply wishes to observe.

She is the kind of person who who sit quietly in the tavern, at a back table, perhaps with a few close friends or by herself, quietly nursing a drink and people-watch. She would love to simply sit back, take in the ambiance; the sounds of idle chatter, mingled with laughs and playful taunts and jabs between friends and adventurers; the scents of spiced mead and bitter wines, roasted meats and simmered onions, cinnamon and other wafting spices lingering in the air like ghosts. This is where she feels truly at peace, being able to watch from afar. For her, it's a most reaffirming moment.

I certainly have a lot more information on her personality and backstory I'm willing to provide as well, but I figured I should keep it simple for now.

Ah! I forgot to mention. If you're on Xbox One, I sadly wouldn't be able to join for any in-game roleplaying. I'm a Playstation 4 player, but I'm certainly happy to join in the forum roleplaying.

I feel I should also mention that I've got a pretty sizable bio for Wanders and other information, but I figured I'd hold off a while since the post is already pretty long.

Name: Svenik Roh.

Age: An estimated twenty-seven years.

Race: Nord, with a distant dash of Redguard.

Height/Weight: 5’10”/174lbs.

Eyes/Hair: Blue/Red.

Distinguishing Characteristics: A long, silky scar running the length of her right forearm, starting at the base of the thumb, and a circular birthmark on the left side of her neck.

Notable Items: A two-handed battle-axe called ‘Rhorlak’s War Axe’, and a silver flute.

Appearance: Though very much resembling of a Nord, Svenik wouldn’t say she’s too hard on the eyes, with her red hair – tangled as it is – tanned complexion and blue eyes. And, though bearing a number of scars, she has been fortunate to avoid too much permanent disfigurement.

She usually wears a simple white tunic and tight-fitting brown cotton trousers beneath her armor, switching to heavier things and layers in the colder regions if necessary. Her pack is of common design; not very special, but sturdy.

Personality: Most who know Svenik can identify her as a bit of a wildcard. Generally very self-serving, she has been known to leave the injured behind in an effort to preserve her own life. Despite this, she has been seen to act with kindness and generosity, especially towards the weak and the poor when not in danger. Thankfully, her loyalty can also be bought, though often for a steep price.

Mercenary work and her own past has made her a cautious and wary creature, often refusing to trust even those more than deserving of it. She can be very manipulative at times, especially if it means getting ahead herself or avoiding trouble with the law. She has no qualms about attacking the image of somebody who has wronged her until there is nothing left – basically, she holds a mean grudge.

While humor is not lost on her, she very much prefers the art of sarcasm to silly jokes.

Background: Svenik knows little of her origins, save for the fact that she was discovered in a small merchandise cart in Windhelm, and subsequently placed in an orphanage, where she remained for five years. A fairly wealthy Imperial couple – Arlowe Olcinious and his wife, Rena – who were on their way to Morrowind inquired about adopting her after spending a bit of time in the orphanage. The process usually takes much longer than a day, but with some bribing, the Matron let Svenik go with them within a few hours. Though they were all pleasantries and niceties inside, as soon as their cart got a ways down the road, she was periodically forced to walk alongside the cart, rather than ride in it, only being taken back in to eat and make sure she didn’t get too much wear on her.

They bought an estate in Almalexia, and were quick to purchase a number of slaves, some of which were human, but most were Khajiit or Argonian. In the public eye, she was ‘Livia’, the daughter whose only purpose was to boost the growing image of the Olcinious clan. Behind closed doors, she was nothing more than a slave, even bunking with a number of them. But she was obedient, because even if she was treated like little more than vermin, she was still safe and fed. But three days before her eleventh New Life Festival, she was finally convinced to participate in an escape her bunkmates had planned for months. Using smuggled lockpicks and rope from the stables, they escaped through a third-floor window, as the corridor was only accessible during the day and therefore, unguarded. Most of them scattered, but Ril-Dar, the older Khajiit who led the escape, stayed with Svenik. For a time, they laid low, posing as beggars during the day but stealing food at night, even the occasional handful of coins to pay for new shoes or a room in an inn when it got too cold. They managed this for three years before their luck finally ran out.

A bounty had been posted on the two, little did they know at the time. They were unusually careless about hiding out for the night, and finally, they were found within an abandoned home, asleep. The guard who discovered them didn’t hesitate to wake all the neighbors in an attempt to make their presence known. Figuring Svenik would have a better chance of living a full life, Ril-Dar sacrificed himself in an attempt to distract the guards, so she could escape. And she did. Taking with her a rusting dagger and a few gold pieces, Svenik fled the city, hiding out in a tree until the guards stopped looking for her.
The thirteen years that followed this escape were difficult. For a long time, she had a hard time trusting people, thinking they would find out about her past somehow and call the guards on her. After that time passed, she simply didn’t trust because people were, in her mind, rotten. It was all-too easy to bribe a person for information or silence, speaking from her own experience. So while she loaned her loyalty to people who hired her mercenary services – often simply retrieving ‘stolen’ items for people; murders were occasional but not refused – she could never trust anyone. As a fugitive from the law, you could only rely on yourself. So she taught herself to fight, using techniques in books and observing guards who were training. From a safe distance, of course. She started with a dagger but moved on to two-handed weapons when she gained enough strength to properly wield them. Her increasing battle skills meant that gold came a lot easier to her, as she could now kill fairly sized wild beasts and sell their parts for more gold than she could steal in one night. This meant that it was easier to stay on a path of ‘lawfulness’, for the most part. She continued to do her mercenary work until she was twenty-three, when she tried to focus more on using alternate means to make money, aside from adventuring. Woodworking came to mind. Resources were plentiful and it wasn’t difficult to pick up once she got all the necessary tools. Still, one day very recently, someone inquired about hiring her services. For the money offered, she couldn’t resist.

Then the next thing she knew, it was cold, damp, and she had no idea where she was.
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I'm very sorry this is so long, and even more so if it's not a good profile. I'm very accustomed to creating long and drawn-out profiles, but I did try to keep it to a minimum here. I hope it's good, though, really.

Love the profiles so far guys! Looking good! Don't worry about the length, make it as long as you think you need to. Too long is better than too short!

Wanders, you're not too late -- go ahead and put up a profile when you get the chance. I will begin a roster in the first post, and this thread will become the info thread for our RPs.

Evil, you can embed your image by uploading the pic to tinypic.com and then putting the URL in between an [ img][ /img] tag without the spaces.

got it fixed, also klein your nord looks like an adult Merida from Brave lol I love it.

For some reason, this site does not allow users to edit the first post of a thread. Weird. So I will be making another thread used to track approved player profiles and the threads for this RP series. Once made, I will post that here.

This thread will continue to be used as an interest check and discussion forum-- people seeking to join may post here and we may discuss RP plots and such.

I intend to make a thread in the coming day or two, which will include the two individuals currently approved and myself (and Wanders, if he/she submits a profile in time!).

I'm thinking the initial RP will take place at a Pact camp or something to that effect. The war seems to be the best unifying factor for our characters.

Sweet, just read the new page, and - by the way - thanks for approving me. If there's nothing else to do, I'll work a bit on leveling up my character and all that before the threads go live.

Quick question: would we all be part of one guild or is it just the roleplay group?

Sure. I can do that! Haha. Sorry. Seems I'm a bit out of practice with forums here.

Update: FINALLY. Okay, so, note to self: the [img][/img] tag is not friendly with imgur, apparently.

Mmh..I went with the embed option first, but, ah, I didn't really see a way to do it. I saw where I could enter a url or upload something, but it didn't seem to actually put the image in the post. Who knows, maybe I just missed something.
So eventually I just went with the tags.

I guess that's what was weird. I have the icon of a picture there, but it didn't seem clear to me whether or not it was, well, embedding the picture, since it just gave me the url box and nothing else. Seems a bit different from other forums I've used.
Bah, now I feel like an elderly person trying to figure out modern gadgets.

Anyway! THE ARMOR. I'm glad you like it! It felt like a lot of work getting it, but I'm a fan of it too. The gear set is as follows:
Head: Linen Hat
Chest: Linen Jerkin
Shoulders: Hide Arm Cops of Health
Waist: Homespun Sash of Health
Hands: Betina's Fashionable Gloves
Legs: Ordinator Chausses
Feet: Dark Elf Scouting Boots

All of them dyed Thalmor Black with highlights of Fighter's Guild Red!

HAha. Yeah, I don't frequent forums a lot, so maybe I'm out of practice here. And sure! Don't mind a copycat at all. If it's an aesthetic ya like, I'm not gonna be all that picky about it. Haha. It was tough finding the sort of gear with the aesthetic I wanted for Wanders, but then, well, I went to store stuff in a bank for the first time and realized that whatever you store in there is shared between characters. So that was a handy thing to learn! Definitely made getting gear for her a heck of a lot easier.

Dyes are linked to achievements! So, I got Fighter's Guild Red, by, well, joining up with the Fighter's Guild. Thalmor Black was unlocked with some AD quests (so it seems that the dyes are unlocked across all characters too, which is also cool). There's a few tiers of dye colors, from common to really rare, which basically just means that they require different levels of work. Common ones you can get from just joining up with guilds, finish certain quests lines and stuff. The more "rare" a dye is, the harder or more complex/time consuming the unlock requirement is, more or less.

Which sort of stinks, because the colors I really want are in the higher tiers.