Your Argonian Character

jeffandsnoopy_ESO

Hello folks,

I've always played the Human race of Tamriel in any of the Elder Scrolls games, and yet I've found myself progressed through the most with my Argonian healer in ESO.

I'm interested in how to RP as an Argonian, what I would like to know is what made you guys picked Argonians and what is your Argonian's name/class.

Maybe some personality and backstory behind your character would be nice, too!

So far I've only came up with Name and Class:

Mends-The-Wounds
Templar Healer

Before going further into his background story and personality, what I would like to learn is Argonian's language and how they would refer themselves.

I believe most Khajiits refer themselves in third-person or as "This one..." But what about the Argonians? Can the same apply?

aalexander0110eb17_ESO

Well, I admit to not being the lore-buff that other Elder Scrolls enthusiasts are, but i'm a rather large fan of the Argonians.

Names are the fun part, it can vary from one of strict Argonian tongue (One word names that roll off the tongue with a bit of a reptilian feel. These are usually for Argonians straight from the Black Marshes or raised in a similar society.), an Imperial translation name (which is their name...but molded into an Imperial-sounding name, this is for Argonians more likely raised in an Imperial town.), or a hyphenated name (Most common form. It's generally a descriptive name, more specifically, Verbs-Adverbly, Verbs-Subjects, or Adjective-Noun. )

My personal Argonian is named Heavy-Tail, for his aptly large, and weighted tail :P He is a Templar "Bruiser" of sorts.

An Argonian's personality is akin to those of central or native americans, or other various aboriginal tribes of Earth. They view with reverence the value of an otherwise harsh world particularly the Hist, a tree that is intertwined with the Argonians in...almost everything.

Their speech patterns are best described as "off" using strict human tongue. When branching off into the Argonian ticks, you notice a trend with the moistness of scales, and other metaphorical transliterations.

A cheat sheet i can drum up off the top of my head:
Moist scales - good
Walking the river - To cheat death
Erect the spine of... - To lay out an intent to the listener.

To really get to role playing as one, it's best to work with a bit of leeway and roll with it. Argonian speech patterns are arguably harder than the Khajit :P

jeffandsnoopy_ESO

Great post!

In regard to their terminology, I have interacted with some of the NPCs, and I shall phrase some from Guildmaster, Sees-All-Colors, of Fighter's Guild from Daggerfall Convenant:

"Change the course of rivers" - An alteration of fate or destiny
"Clouds the waters" - Bad omen of some sort

And yes, my favorite part is the Cyrodilic naming of my Argonian, that's where the fun and creativity lays!

LostScot

Avoid innocuous comments such as "Stay moist friend." when talking to women, non-Argonians tend to assume that you mean something else...

Mempomaniac

I've loved the idea of Argonians since Arena, and I've always liked playing them.
Of course, when you're playing single player, you don't necessarily feel bound to the in-world naming conventions, so I tended to name mine wierdly. My Argonians in Daggerfall were named Yunggamurra and Qing Jiao, named after book characters I liked. I kept those names in Morrowind too, as well as a few that were even wierder.

Right now I'm using a decidedly un-Canon name for my Argonian, but who knows? perhaps it's just a nickname and her 'real' name is something else. Or perhaps this is the character I'll use for OOC stuff and I'll roll up an Argonian that's truer to Lore once I've gotten a better handle on the world.

My advice: Don't feel any pressure to 'get it right the first time'. Lore and setting is just the starting point, here, and what we 'know' about Argonians will change with the addition of social activity. Playing the Elder Scrolls with a lot of other people is going to be very different from singleton, and the Argonian society we make in-game is going to adapt and change as the game - and the community - progresses.

nicktallica

HEALS-YOUR-MOM

Diaboli

I rp my Argonian as the progeny of free slaves, with little involvement with Blackmarsh. The way I see it, most of the "Hardcore" argonians don't really leave Blackmarsh, the adventurer types would most likely be "Cyrodillicized". So we should be able to get away with not acting like swamp folk.

Still I like to incorporate the "Isms" into my speech,

"Your empty threats dry my scales.", "Buzz, you fleshfly".

I don't know if this helps. No one will RP with me in game, I hate it.

jbfroik

Filthy scalebacks...

KhajiitiLizard

Actually, Argonians that speak Tamrielic, don't really speak differently than humans do, when they don't use Argonian sayings, that is. Agonians refer to themselves in first person, always. They are not Khajiit.

Argonians also refer to each other as egg-brother/egg-sister, also marsh-friend.

Now here comes some words in their language, Jel:

Kaoc', waxhuthi, xhuth, are some of their curse words. Xhu means yes, but why ingame do they say 'xuth'. Is it the same as xhuth, the shortened version of waxhuthi? Argonians refer to themselves as Saxhleel which means people of the root.

Selique

If you're really wanting to learn more, you can read this post teso-rp.com/forum/m/9324623/viewthread/5707478-saxhleel-argonian-lore-facts. Some good info on Argonians there.

Can also meet my Argonian if you're NA-EP side @Selique

ankhor8

Greetings Marsh kin.
This will definitely assist you attain more knowledge of ourstory and provides a minor Jel dictionary: http://truean-xileel.guildlaunch.com/forums/viewtopic.php?t=11081580&gid=496119
Stay Moist + Seth Salute

Jim_Pipp

LostScot wrote: »

Avoid innocuous comments such as "Stay moist friend." when talking to women, non-Argonians tend to assume that you mean something else...

I erect the spine of gratitude to you friend.

ankhor8

Born 2E 545, 8 First Seed. I was abnormally born two months before my egg siblings, under the sign of the Lord. Raised amongst Kota-Vimleel. As a hatchling, I initially grew in the marsh. I was a natural alchemist with an inclination for combat. I left the protection of the pack to explore, harvest, and taste test plants. While out I saw a fellow scale skin being captured by elven slavers. My intent to help resulted in my capture.
My first suckling of sap as a hatchling caused my veins to pulse grow and glow. I was told the story of my veins as hatchling and decided to call myself Tree-Blood during my captivity. Tree-Blood is a foreign style name since i was captured before my naming day and remember little jel.
I have two egg-brothers and an egg-sister that I have grown with. Although I was mostly a loner because i was born two months earlier then them, my one egg-brother admired me from a distance, since he was mostly away in Shadowscale development. The few times he returned to the marsh, it seemed as though it was specifically to meet me. He often stated things about my experiences that only I knew. Although it was unknown to me how exactly he knew these things, I trusted him and was at ease with the fact.
He was a leader of sorts and had another of our brothers follow him around closely, mimicing him. I often thought about how my capture affected him, yet knowing he had our family reassured me he would be well.
After nine years of survivng captivity in Tel Aruhn, I seized the opportunity to escape when a Ra-Gada pirate unit attacked the telvanni stronghold. I happened to harpoon a Dunmer necromancer that resurrected a recently killed pirate to attack the ship captain. As a result, she welcomed my presence on board. Of course, the past four years of the khahaten flu effecting Tamriel made her and her crew wary of accepting me, yet the fact that I saved her life and honor(since killing a Ra-Netu would be dishonorable) outweighed that concern. Being in and on the sea allowed me to once again develop my aquatic attributes and sparring with the Ra-Gada helped me train in armed combat. Ideally I prefer hand-to-claw combat with little to no gear, yet in this climate, I have mastered Heavy armor with a blunt two handed maul. For agile pleasure I switch to my poison and diseased dual wielded hammers.
ANKHOR was a title given to me by the Ra-Gada because of my ability to stay well rooted, stable and pivotal in principle as well as combat, like the anchors they use so frequently. M.S.F. is an acronym for their sea clan. I have carried these as a sign of respect, while insuring they were always reminded of my firm allegiance to my hatch-ling brethren.
After eight years of travelling, training and learning their ways, I returned to my leel. The signing of the daggerfall convenant and the Akaviri invasion changed the environment of the Ra-Gada and the seas. It was a wise period to depart and aligned with the events following. I returned only days when I was fortunate enough to be apart of General Keshu the Black Fins and Heita-Meens Shellback movement north. We clearly changed the balance of the combat and seemed to surprise the Akaviri as much as Dunmer. General Keshu and Heita-Meen were impressive leaders. One was more strategic and decisive while the other was more raw and immediate. Although officially, Almalexia granted us freedom by abolishing slavery, we were already in the act of taking and claiming for ourself.
Although my Hist connection had mostly dissolved over the fifteen years of absence, my bodies ability to absorb the sap as it swells in my veins, allowed me some degree of faintly hearing the whisper after six years of rigorous effort to rekindle it. The SoulBurst drastically aligned my essence to that of the Hist and my egg kin.
I have always been for my Marsh egg kin. Meeting my hatchling siblings was a very agreeable experience. Hearing Kota-Sax-Blood tell me about his Shadowscale years and his developed magic abilities has been endarkening.
My brother was put in a deep sleep following the Soulburst. At times his body faded in and out of an electrical state, so we keep him in a canopy elevated from water. He met me in my dreams, or more like we shared them. We toured a Marsh similar yet different than our own. With stuctures different then the Xanmeer, yet with a population organized like the men and mer. In addition, there were strict rules distinguishing our Black Marsh leel from the other Tamriel inhabitants. We both were very inspired by this vision and took note that the name these Saxhleel claimed was An-Xileel.
There have been deadric anchor like structures falling from the sky and deadra appearing out of minor portal type lights. In addition, the ebonheart pack is now engaged in a war with other Tamriel men and mer. I may now end up fighting my Ra-Gada brethren from years back. Regardless of my respect for their contribution to my present state, all who verse my Saxhleel kin will submit or perish.
I will begin exploring and guarding our lands more in the following days. If Kota-Sax-Blood remains sleep, i will leave him to the care of our Raj and egg-siblings. I will begin my travels at White Rose Prison.
Ankhor MSF Tree-Blood

ankhor8

Born 2E 545, Second Seed. I am a hatchling of the Kota-Vimleel tribe, like most, I hatched Second Seed and joined the Shadowscales. I had three clutch-siblings i regularly played, trained, and spoke with. Two of them were Shadowscales with me, the other was not and grew up primarily with our tribe.

He was born 61 sunsets before me. That is rare and brought him a lot of attention. Some stated he was to be great and helpful, others that he was harmful and to be repelled. He stayed to himself and away from others. I seemed to be one of the few he spoke with. I respected his discipline and looked to him as a nassa. We only returned to our thtithil uxith tzel rarely and for short periods. Although my clutch-brother, who now goes by Ankhor Tree-Blood, was rarely spoken to compared to the others living with me, I knew him deeply.

I've always remembered a vision of myself hatching. As a growing hatchling, some nights i would visualize going out into the marsh and explore. Unlike the regular day or night imaginations we all may have, these were only visual and remained regardless of my will to change things within it. Around six or seven years after Thtithik helped us here, I was listening to Tree-Blood tell me about his last two months, and firmly learned my visions were of his life, literally. I did notice similarities throughout life, yet just gathered it was common for us Saxhleel to imagine such common tasks and scenarios, since we often may view images of things we may not have physically experienced.

I kept that awareness to myself and learned him well. He was more strict than he presented himself and was strongly interested in the Hist and all plant life. I respected him much, obviously, and almost had the experience of living two lives via my one way connection to him.

My twin clutch-brother, Haj-Eix, seemed to blend-in in any environment and would sometimes follow me and Tree-Blood on our marsh travels. He respected me like i respected Tree-Blood. He was always wearing gear that would assist in matching him to our environment and often seemed to measure points of view in an area well. Because we looked almost identical when young, he used that to divert attention away from him to me sometimes. I strongly disliked that, and in hind sight, should may addressed it more strongly at an earlier in life.

As we hatch, we suckle from the Hist. I was told my veins swelled, darkened and were pulsating. This same unique effect happened to Tree-Blood. This indicated a connection between us to the Thtithik's and Raj's and was something we discussed among each other when out on our walks.

Haj-Eix and i were were called on for our naming day a with great anticipation. Two days before, i visualized Tree-Blood engaging some dunmer to free a captive Saxhleel and became captive himself. My request to go to the village to protect them from a dunmer attack was doubted, yet mildly investigated. They noticed him missing the next day, yet the rain made it hard to track and they already had time to reach the border.

I was named Kota-Sax-Blood which means "Black-Root(Hist)-Blood" because of the effect that occurred again, as i took in the Hist for the ceremony. Haj-Eix means "Hidden-Scales" which fits well for him and his chameleon style of living. Tree-Blood was absent, until the Akaviri Invasion. He came back with the term Tree-Blood as a reference to our similar effect of consuming the Hist. He missed his naming ceremony, so he named himself.

Many stars signs have passed until the my first vision from Tree-Blood. He was now a captive in a foreign land. Although I still gave took note of the visions to learn of that foreign land and culture, the bulk of my attention has shifted to the dark brotherhood evaluation process. Part of this process involved information reconnaissance.

On one of my first missions, I was sent to retrieve some info and return my a set day and time. I acquired the info ahead of schedule, and began my quick return, anticipating additional merit for the early accomplishment. In the act of my haste, i experienced something for the first time. i teleported forward a great distance. Unfortunately, the destination was in the mist of an enemy stronghold, and i was not yet skilled enough to battle or sneak my way out. I had to wait until an opportunity arose to depart.

By the time that occurred, i was late returning. to return late with the story of what occurred may have been accepted with a dislike, if not for what my brother did. At some point in time he did some act, posing as me. As a result as this, I was deemed a liar. They decided i disobeyed. Being that it was my first strike, i was an initiate, and i presented forgiveness, they allowed me to continue.

My magical abilities began to flair as i intern invested attention in training them. On day, unknowing to me, Haj-Eix dumped water on a sleeping initiate and somehow gave them the impression it was me. The following night, that same initiate got a water hose to spray me in my sleep. I happened to be visualizing Tree-Blood being assaulted and was tense as a result. The moment that water hit me, I raised up and my body became electrical. This electricity traveled along the water path and electrocuted the initiate to death. Killing a dark brotherhood initiate was fully unacceptable and i was put to suffer the Wratih of Sithis(Seth).

I barely survived, with the help of my recently acquired magical abilities, yet decided to return to the Kota-Vimleel and study Shadowscale and Saxhleel knowledge independently.

I returned to around the beginning of the khahaten flu. Those known as the Lilmothiit and the Kothringi were dying in quickly. Tree-Blood was receiving extra scrutiny, yet around 564 he escaped and i was introduced to dark skinned men called Ra'Gada or Redguards. Meanwhile, i engaged in a much more free exploration of our march as a byproduct of this flu. Although many died, i was pleased our tzel has less foreigners.

While vicariously learning the two-handed maul from Tree-Blood visions, I trained my area effect magical abilities in the now more barren marsh. I also learned much from Keshu the Black Fin, and traveled with her when i was able too. i trained, explored and freed slaves with her and her legion up until the Akaviri invasion when Tree-Blood returned.

Here we finally reunited for battle, and it was a great one. We devastated the foreigners and surprised the others. We returned to our village and began to share life stories, train and get Tree-Blood re-accustomed to our Saxhleel way of life.

It's been about seven cycles of the twelve seasons and something strange occurred. A large blast or burst occurred that was only heard by a few in our village. Over the next few days, my head began to hurt tremendously, my abilities seemed to be activating independent of my will and my Tree-Blood visions were occurring sporadically and at dangerous moments.

I need to rest now, since rest often heals thyself.

Kota-Sax-Blood

Stay Moist + Seth Salute

Volsera

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Volsera

My Argonian Volsera is my favorite character of all the time. I picked the Argonian race because of the cinematic. There is that point where the Pact starts cheering right before they storm the Imperial City and at that part there is this cool as *** Argonian warrior which just sealed the deal for me. Volsera was a young and reckless dual wielding Pact soldier who was always at the frontline with his 2 blades ready. After a couple of heavy battles and getting severely injured he did not fight in any more alliance battles but instead started studying magic and the ancient Dwemer which he still does to this day.

Apart from being a master wizard nowadays and having seen almost every nook and cranny of Tamriel Volsera is still a reckless young scaleback who drinks too much.

Yeha man, I love my character