This is an RPG in the universe of the Elder Scrolls game series. It happens 50 years after the ending of TES IV: Oblivion, and in the province of Cyrodiil; the heart of the empire. Players will get events, what will be noted in a newspaper, the Black Horse courier.





Imperial Legion (Only Imperial, Nord and Redguard)
Mages Guild (every race)
Fighters Guild (every race)
Thieves Guild (every race)
Dark Brotherhood (every race)
Mercenaries (every race)
Argonian Empire (Argonians only)
City Watch (same as Imperial Legion)
-no faction- (every race)
Rebels (Nords, any sort of Elves, Khaijiit and Argonians only)
Marauders (every race)
Highwaymen (every race)
Civilian (every race)
Undercover City Watch (same as Imperial Legion)
Daedra worshippers (every race)
'Experimenting' mages (every race)
Necromancers (every race)
Orc Mercenaries (Orc only)

Classes:

-Warrior

As the name says, good in melee and defence.

-Battlemage

Good in both melee and with magic

-Skirmisher

Good in melee and ranged

-Mage

Good in magic

-Assasin/thief

Good in a bit of everything

Places:

Cities
Settlements (this can be villages or single houses)
Imperial Legion Fortress ruin
Imperial Legion Fortress used (with garrison in it)
Landmarks (like a giant hill)
Caves
Ayleid Ruins (giant cities underneath the ground)

Human races

-Nords (viking like humans)
-Imperials (normal humans)
-Redguard (humans from the deserts, black skin, afro?)

Elves
-High Elves
-Dark elves
-Wood elves
-Bosmer (dwarf like wood elves.)

Other

-Argonians (reptile humans, can breathe underwater)
-Khaijiit (Cat human things, can see in dark)
-Orcs

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Character creating formular:

Name:
Race:
Age:
Male/Female:
Faction:
Description:
Appereance:
Starting place:
Weaponry:
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Rules:
-Be friendly
-Dont kill eachother, unless you both decided it would happen
-Only 1 character at a time.
- Every in character post should be atleast 5 sentences long
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What has changed since TES 4 Oblivion?

-Summerset Isles and the Black Marsh have come in revolution against the Empire
-Many Fortresses are used again
-Lances can be used on horses
-The Fighters Guild is a part of the Imperial Legion
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Characters:

2.Name: Peter Ghald
Race: Imperial
Age: 27
Male/Female: Male Skirmisher
Faction: Imperial Legion (Luitenant)
Description: A long time fighting against rebels has given Peter the rank of Luitenant, and he is loyal to his homeland. He hates the enemies of the Empire.
Appereance: Long, blond hair, muscled.
Starting place: Fort Stutch, near the Imperial City.
Weaponry: Imperial Legion armor, ebony claymore, potions of health

1.Name: Njered
Race: human, Nords
Age: 73
Male/Female: male warrior
Faction: settlement (small village on top of a cliff by the sea)..dont know any names....
Description: loves smashing and burning, high rank in the village line, best friend of chief, leader of the warrior troupe.
Appereance: very tall man, long red hair and beard(its getting a bit grey, though)
Starting place: cave, somewhere in the icy north.....
Weaponry: great battleaxe and warhammer
class: rebel

Name: Garius
Race: Imperial
Age: 20
Male/Female: Male Warrior
Faction: Marauder
Description: A former imperial guard, Garius knows alot about the movements of the trader caravans along the Blue road.
Appereance: Taller than the average man, wild and unshaven look.
Starting place: Outskirts of Cheydinhal.
Weaponry: Old and battered imperial armour, old and batter tower shield and a long sword.
Map:


Name: Sam
Race: Human
Age: 21
Male/Female: Male
Faction: Highwaymen
Description: Has humour, born leader and cares for partners.
Appereance:
Starting place: The road about 4 miles from a settlement.
Weaponry: Pistol, sword and 2 daggers

Name: Tuy-Mulm
Race: Argonian
Age: 47
Male/Female: Male
Faction: Argonian Empire
Description: He was brought up in the Black Marsh. He is a democrat that can and will act on force.He can amass an army with mere speeches.
Appereance: A Paatru Argonian,small stout. Almost frog like.
Starting place: Bravil
Weaponry: A shortbow and a refined elven longsword.

i dont understand most of it, but can i join?

Yes you can. And what do you not understand? Ill answer everything.

well. i dont know much about oblivion...but i'll try:

Character creating formular:

Name: Njered
Race: human, Nords
Age: 42
Male/Female: male warrior
Faction: settlement (small village on top of a cliff by the sea, rather hard to reach, as it you need to climb quite a lot)..dont know any names....
Description: loves smashing and burning, high rank in the village line, best friend of chief, leader of the warrior troupe.
Appereance: very tall, muscled man, long red hair and beard(its getting a bit grey, though)
Starting place: cave, somewhere in the icy north.....
Weaponry: great battleaxe and warhammer
class: rebel

hope its kinda good...

What faction? Name? Starting place? The major cities are Imperial City, Bruma, Anvil, Chorrol, Cheydinhal, Bravil, Leyawiin. There are also some caves, villages and fortresses.

Classes:

Imperial Legion (Only Imperial, Nord and Redguard)
Mages Guild (every race)
Fighters Guild (every race)
Thieves Guild (every race)
Dark Brotherhood (every race)
Mercenaries (every race)
Argonian Empire (Argonians only)
City Watch (same as Imperial Legion)
-no faction- (every race)
Rebels (Nords, any sort of Elves, Khaijiit and Argonians only)
Marauders (every race)
Highwaymen (every race)
Civilian (every race)
Undercover City Watch (same as Imperial Legion)
Daedra worshippers (every race)
'Experimenting' mages (every race)
Necromancers (every race)
Orc Mercenaries (Orc only)

editted

Allright, cave near Bruma. I hope he can fight.

he's a big, strong Nord...very experienced and one of the greatest warriors of his tiny village...
i think he'll be able to fight

little question:
if you start playing, are the senteces in the I-person or him?

Name: Peter Ghald
Race: Imperial
Age: 27
Male/Female: Male Skirmisher
Faction: Imperial Legion (Luitenant)
Description: A long time fighting against rebels has given Peter the rank of Luitenant, and he is loyal to his homeland. He hates the enemies of the Empire.
Appereance: Long, blond hair, muscled.
Starting place: Fort Stutch, near the Imperial City.
Weaponry: Imperial Legion armor, ebony claymore, potions of health


The sentences are in the way you want it.

as Njered wakes up in the cave, the other warriors are still sleeping. they had been awake for long, to hunt some khaijiit. he had killed two of them last night. after taking some of there stuff, he returns to his village.
unfortunatly some khaijiits notice him, carrying some khaijiit stuff. and ambush him.
whit is warhammer he smashes all of the khaijiit. he feels unsafe and begins running towards the village, 5 miles away.
as he returns back into the village, the chief orders him and the warriors to go south. the scouts had noticed some Imperial transport, only two guards were protecting it.
the warriors took there weapons and left the village

Fire everywere. The village burned. The damned rebels had attacked it, and burned it to the ground. The fortress was but a mile away, but he was with enough men and weapons to follow the rebels, and make them prisoners for eternity.
'Get your weapons', he said, 'were following them.'
The men grabbed their weapons, and prepared for battle. 'They are going to the north. They must live somewhere near Bruma, sir' one of the men said.
'Then we will have a long way to go.'

after half a day travelling, we reached the transport route. we prepared an ambush.
some warrior got ready to attack, whilst the scouts were preparing a tripwire. after some waiting, there was a noise closing in. it was the transport wagon and the guards.
they were going quite fast. the first guard's horse tripped over the wire. suddenly, all of the warriors jumped out of trees and shrubberies. the first soldier got killed, and the other one.
while 2 of the warriors annoyed the driver of the wagon, Njered and the chief looked inside it.

they were surprised. the wagon was almost empty!
only 1 small bag of coins and 2 small barrels of imperial beer!
so they decided to take the horses as well and returned back to their hard to reach village.

quite disapointed Njered and the wariors returned home.
on their way back they got suprised.
another group of Nords ambushed them.
soon, two of our warriors got killed. but we were victorious. but njered recocnised the chief...they were rebels, too

we took their armour and weapons. as we could use them.
with full inventory, we finaly got the chance to go home for real.

'Sir', one of the soldiers said, 'We've found dead bodies of Nords. The foottracks of the survivors are heading to the north.' 'Then we follow them. We will spill their blood this day.'
As one, all the 20 soldiers marched further. The rebels would pay for what they had done.

5 hours later.

'Its a mile until we are in their village, sir.' 'Prepare for battle. Grab your torches.'

after a long road, we reached the edge of the forest. only plains and mountains in the distance lie before us.
'what's that?' asked one of the scouts.
'it looks like smoke in the north! it might be our village!'.
said the chief.
'let's hope its not the village, but the farms down hill.' answered Njered.

as we reached the small forest near our village, we hid in the shrubs. 'look!' shouts one of the scouts. 'Imperial soldiers!"

We need more players.

really? do we, now?

we do...... :(

help us dakkadakka

'They are all dead sir' one of the men confirmed. 'No single one of them survived, no men, no wome, no child nor their chieftain.'
'Good, get back on your horses. We go to Bruma. Its stil in Imperial hands.'

2 hours later

The population of Bruma all came out of their houses, as the Imperial Legion moved inside the city. What was going on?

'there gone' assures one of the scouts. 'then we'll go looking for survivors.' says the chief.

after the climb up, the only see smoke, some fire and ashes.
they're all dead.
'my wife and child!'shouts njered as he spots them, lying dead before him.

suddenly the chief hears wining. it's his dog, he's not hurt at all, but hee is scared.

'they've asked for war'. says the chief. 'we'll go east to the rebel capital'.
ýou mean the big, hidden cave?' askes the scout frightened.

24 hours later

'Back to fort Stutch. Back home', they had left the city of Bruma to go back to their forth in the north of the Imperial City.
They had kiled the Nord rebels, and there were less rebels to deal with..
Peter grabbed the latest Black Horse Courier


The Black Horse Courier

Imperial City Sewers full of Rebels!

Recent investigation learns that the Imperial City Sewers are home to many rebels! The Imperial Legion is now trying to find a way to get them out of it, but so far there isnt much happening.
As we asked te local captain about it, he said 'No comment.' We will try to learn more about it, but sofar we dont know anything.
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far to east, the warriors reach the seamountains. groups of island far above the sea. once there, they head into a small cave.
immediatly, some guards come to stop them.

í am chief Djorned, leader of one of the northern rebel tribes, let me enter!'.

futrher in the cave, there's a big wall with an enormous gate.

behind it lies the giant rebel city.

njered en djorned reach the great rebel king.

'my lord, we've come to you for our dead wifes and children.'

Is it alright if i join i know loads about oblivion...

Name: Magnus.
Race: Imperial.
Age: 18.
Male\Female: Male, Battlemage.
Faction: Arch Mage of the Arcane University.
Description: Recently taking over the mages guild, Jesus has been mastering the skill of Conjuration.He hates the rebels after they killed his family in front of him when he was 11.
Appereance:Short brown hair skinny.
Starting place. A plane of Oblivion.
Weapons: Glass Dagger of Desintigration. Healing spells and fire spells

JESUS??!?!?!?

Yeah hang on...

Changed it.

There we go..... Lets hope he gets out the plane, and kill some damn rebels

I joined this on the basement?!?!!?!?!?

hey! rebels are cool!

black templar wrote:I joined this on the basement?!?!!?!?!?

Yes you did. And this one is paralel from the one in the basement.

after long discussion, the rebel king decided to go. 'too long have the imperials killed our families. too long have they burnedd our villages. now they will be killed and their houses burned. we go by dawn. there will be no haste.
i'll be making sure that we'll get reinforcements!'

with these words, njered and his tribe left to find a place to sleep.

next day, at dawn, njered woke up. there were more rebels then he had ever seen before. the number of rebels in the underground city was at least dubbled.
it probably looked like ten thousend spears, even though it were nor more than 3500 of them....wich is still immense for a rebel army...

'to war!'shouts the rebel king. and soon there was no one left in the giant cave of the rebels.

Are you ready to go i will change my starting place...unless i could leave it...

Name: Garius
Race: Imperial
Age: 20
Male/Female: Male Warrior
Faction: Marauder
Description: A former imperial guard, Garius knows alot about the movements of the trader caravans along the Blue road.
Appereance: Taller than the average man, wild and unshaven look.
Starting place: Outskirts of Cheydinhal.
Weaponry: Old and battered imperial armour, old and batter tower shield and a long sword.

welcome!
why does every one choose imperial?

Because they are cool.

That, and if you choose the warrior kind of build, they are pretty damn good.

DIC (lol dic, I meant BIC): Garius walked towards the gates of Cheydinhal, disguised in a ragged, old cloak. He knew that if the guards recognised him he would be sentenced to death. He moved quickly through the crowd walking into the gate and subtly slipped through.

after a long walk with thousends of rebels, the scouts of njereds tribe spotted a group of about 12 imperial soldiers.
quickly they called the chief, njered and the warriors.
slowly they crept towards the soldiers.
'attack!' whispered the chief.
one by one, the imperials got killed silently, for the warriors of this tribe are ambush masters.
in less then a minute, all the imperials were dead. the road was safe

Garius walked along the dimly lit corridors of the city. It was now nearly midnight, and he was growing weary of being recognised. He saw light from a lantern and hid quickly in the shadows. After the guard was out of sight, he continued walking towards his destination, the Dark Brotherhood Sanctuary.

the dark brotherhood!

OOC: Yes indeedy. For anyone whos played morrowind, I loved how they randomly jumped you while your sleeping. But of course, you pwn em everytime. Plus, theyre armour pwns.

BIC: Garius unsheathed his sword as he walked along the rooftops. He stood next to a window of the sanctuary. Inside he could two men in brotherhood outfits sitting and talking. He knocked on the window and hid behind the wall (next to the window). The brotherhood guy walked towards the window and opened it. As he did Garius grabbed him and flipped him out of the window. He punched him in the temple and knocked him out. As he turned around the second Brother jumped out of the window at him. He swung his arm around and his fist connected with the mans jaw. He fell the the ground and Garius killed him aswell.

villages burned and vanished. people died and cattle was set loose, or killed.
that's all there was behind the army of rebels.
'look!' shouts a captain. 'its an imperial town!'

the army stopped and camped. by nightfaal, they attacked. somehow they managed to get into the town.
soon after, smoke was rising. the town was burning. you could hear shouting. and only a few houres later, only ashes, corpses and townwalls remained.

Garius stepped in through the window and looked around. It was a small room with a table and chairs and 2 doors. He put his ear to one and couldnt hear anything. He opened it while hiding behind it and stuck his sword through the gap, no one came out. He looked inside, it was an empty hallway with a staircase at either end and a few doors. He walked to the nearest door and knocked. No one opened it, so he did. Inside was a small room, with a bed and a bookcase. He silently closed the door. He looked around, no one was there. It was quiet, eeriely quiet. He walked to a door at the end of the hall and kicked it open. Inside there were 3 Dark Brotherood members, and a Leader. He readied himself for a fight, this was going to be a tough one.

Events!

VECT: You find a village happily living, everyone happy life, doing nothing wrong. What will you do, its Imperial..? However, they do let you think about your own family.

JohnnoM: Thee Guards hear noises from the building and decide to take a look about what it is inside. They stumble upon some skeleton guardians of the Dark Brotherhood, and you hear them fighting.

maybe kill the males, so there will be no chance of them becoming imperial soldiers

Lets roleplay

after days of walking some of the men felt something like an eartquake... suddenly the ground started to shake and collapse. it was an underground city and the ground couldn't cary thaat many people
over half of the rebel army was dead

Name: Sam
Race: Human
Age: 21
Male/Female: Male
Faction: Highwaymen
Description: Has humour, born leader and cares for partners.
Appereance:
Starting place: The road about 4 miles from a settlement.
Weaponry: Pistol, sword and 2 daggers

black templar wrote:Name: Sam
Race: Human
Age: 21
Male/Female: Male
Faction: Highwaymen
Description: Has humour, born leader and cares for partners.
Appereance:
Starting place: The road about 4 miles from a settlement.
Weaponry: Pistol, sword and 2 daggers

Welcome

Sam sat in his hide-out with a pint of ale and his partner in crime Emma they had first meet when they tried to rob each-other.
"This been a boring week the only trader we've robbed was that clothes sales man and there has been no hit jobs." Said Emma. Sam finished his ale.
"Come lets go into the settlement you still got those clothes?" Said Sam.
"Yer."Replied Emma
"Lets go sell them to the settlement." Sam said with a smile.

many were dead, but Njered etire tribe survived. the army was weakened. only abou 200 men left. it was a disaster.
even with thousends of rebels of orcs, nords and other, it was almost impossible to defeat the imperial armies. now this small part was left. only some orcs and nords.
'thank God, we survived' says njered. 'we could have been dead.' 'But wwe aren't! and now we dont have enough men to defeat them!' interrupted the chief.'but we will go on! as long as we are here, and imperials are here, we keep on slaying them, untill our last breath. this is not the day for us to stop them. The Rebels will rule this planet!'
and with this, his speech ended and the men left followed him to the next villages.

'Move!' Peter ordered,his men following. He had gained command of 100 veteran soldiers, as there were sightings of rebels. They had followed them for days, and now they had found them. They stood hidden in bushes at a hill, and others were waiting orders to attack. Many had taken their bows, ready to shoot the rebels.
Peter pointed 'shoot him, that seems to be their chieftain. Atleast one of the tribes.' at his order, one of the men pointed is bow at him, and the others took their targets.
'Fire' he silently said. As one, the bows fired at the rebels, killing the chieftain with a shot in the head, and around 12 rebels were hit too. All the Imperial Legion soldiers grabbed their swords.
'Charge!'

suddenly the chief fell. there was an arrow straight through his head. 'Imperials!' shouted Njered, as he had seen many imperial arrows. several others were hit, too. then there was a shout. 'Charge!' imperial soldiers ran out of the bushes. and before the rebels knew, the soldiers had already slaughtered several rebels. this was war

hours past and dozens of men and orcs got killed. not only rebels of course, but also imperial soldiers.
Njered was excited. finally some real action. and he stood there. Peter, the captain of the soldiers was standing right in front of him. everybody else stopped fighting each other. this was a one on one duel. the first strike fell. it was the great axe of njered, alsmost hitting peter. after a long time, everything faded away. njered had been defeated.


after several days, njered woke up in an imperial cellar. he was captured by peter

days past, months past and maybe even years past.
Njered never said a word. he ate and drunk just enough to survive. he was slowly rotting away.

there were rats in the cellars quite often. Njered gave them his left over food.
Njered grew weak, but his will grew stronger. he would get out. he learned how to control the rats, and let them do things for him.

one day, Njered noticed that one of the bricks stuck a bit out of the wall. he tried to get it out, and he succeded. There was a deep hole and something inside. some clay tablets whit runes cut into them. it were Nord Runes. it was an older nord language, though. But Njered could read it.
it said something about full moon and a curse, which would let the dead rise, and the necromancer itself would grow a bit stronger, too.

of course rats die as well. and if they did, njered took them and if he couldnt reach the dead rats, he'd let the living rats do it.
at the first full moon after he had found the runes, he began to read the runes outloud. at first, it didný work, as njered hadn't spoken for a long time.after some minutes, he could speak again and tried to read the runes again.
after the first sentence, a purple glow came from the dead rats. and slowly, they came back to life.

'Allrgiht, Im fed up with that Nord. He costs too much food and he doesnt say anything. Time for torture chamber.' Peter said, ordering some of the men to follow him.
He had some things in mind for the Nord. Glowing iron, for instance. Cutting of fingers seemed nice enough. 'We will get some stuff out of him now. Or Im sure he will die from pain. Not to hope that, but its an option.'

Njered heard somthing. guards came down the stairs. he quickly finished the rune stone ritual. and as soon as the guards came in, the living and the undead rats attacked.
rather soon, one of the guards was killed and the other one was infected by diseases from the rats. now it was njered the necromancer and Peter

Peter shouted something towards the guards above. While one of them ran above, 2 others came down. 'I have just sended a warning towards the mages guild. They will be here in less then an hour. Now, best just resign, right? Or I fear your youngest son will have to die..' he said, while the rats got killed. 'So stop acting like a necromancer, or you might just become dead yourself..'

njered grumbled something. he did not like what peter had just said. and in a blink of an eye, Njered made some weird moves and the rats ran oof, away from the cellar.

some new guards came in soon. njered hoped his plan had worked.

only seconds after the guards came in, a big armie of mice and rats ran into the cellar and killed the new guards

Peter leveled his hand, as an enormous amound of red clouds formed around it. He had summoned a Dremora Lord. 'As you wish. Your son we have got captive will die, as will you.'
He stomped one of the rats, while the Dremora Lord finished the other rats by magic. 'Welcome to hell, Nord.'

Njered got frightened. his son would die, even though he didn't remember him at all.
also, he got mad. The rats got angry, too. as peter had just killed one of them.
with a grumble, some rat died. and the came back as undead rats.
all the undead rats started to form a wall around njered. the living ones began to dig a tunnel out of the cellars.
the really ate themselves to dead. and their theeth got nearly destroyed, but it worked, and fast

Peter threw a knife at the Nord, hoping to stop him, as he sended the dremora to kill the rats.
A couple of soldiers came running down, with the message the mages guild would be there any minute. 'Get the other prisoner. The Nord will see his son die.'

the rats managed to dig a tunnel and njered was gone. he had escaped the imperial soldiers. now it was just a matter if getting out of the city.
with a horde of rats following him he went down to the sewers and at te end of it, there was a lake. he could swim. but because he was weakened, it seemed almost impoosible, but he managed to do it.
now he had escaped the city,too!

'Sir, we got the prisoner here' one of the soldiers said, 'and the mages guild is here too.'
'Good. Very good. Execute the prisoner. Ill talk to the mages guild.'
As he walked towards the group of mages, he heard a scream of the prisoner.
'Greetings, mages.'
'Greetings too. To he point. Where is the necromancer?'
'He went down that tunnel, possibly leading to the sewers and then out of the city.'
'We will track him.'
'Were with you. Do you have any problem if we take this head with us? Its from his son. Should weaken him when we see him.' Peter said.
'As long as we dont have to carry it.'

njered had escaped and crossed the water. he now had an army of rats following him. he roamed trhough the lands. quite soon he found a cave. immediatly he knew: that's where he'll be hiding and practicing the art of the necromancer

'Footprints heading towards that way!' One of the mages said, pointing towards a forest. 'Then we will follow him,' Peter said, 'do we still have the "cargo"?'
'Yes sir, we have the body.' one of the men replied. 'Are you sure,' he asked to the mages, 'he wont be able to call him back to life in a way he likes?'
'Yes,' one said, 'when we can asure he doesnt want his son to be a zombie.'

Through the entire province of Cyrodiil, wanted posters were sended.

Wanted

Wanted: Necromancer.
Name: Njered, surname unknown.
Appearence: Long, nordic man.
Crimes: - Rebelling against the empire, murder of civilians and soldiers.
- Necromancy and the dark arts
- Escaping from prison

Warning! This man is a dangerous murderer. Do not try to take him yourself, as death is highly possible. Warn the nearest soldiers or guards as quick as possible!

The reward for bringing this man, dead or alive, is 2000 coins and a patch of land.

Dragonheart wrote:Are you ready to go i will change my starting place...unless i could leave it...

Were allready busy

njered lived a lonly life, even tough he had a few hundred rat friends.
as he saw someone walking near his cave, he ordered the undead rats to attack him or her.
and as the corpses were near completly rotted, he would let them return to the World of living.
njered didnt want enything but killing every single human. and so he slowly build an army of undead

'That seems his hiding place!' One of the mages said. 'I will send a message to the city guards, they will join us!'
Peter grabbed the head of Njered's son. 'Lets see if it is him' he said'. He opened the door to the cave, throwing the head inside and closing the door again.
'We should hear any second if it is him..'

suddenly a boy's head fell down in the cave. njered didnt recocnize him, but it was his son's head.
he knew something was outside his cave. and so he ordered all the rats and his smal undead human army (about 30 of them) to go outside and attack those things

They all heard things smashing at the door. Rats. Dead rats. Skeletons.
'We have already prepared our spells of summoning' one of the mages said 'we will call in the Daedra any minute'
'Allright, we will hold of the rats.'

suddenly,as if it was planned, one by one the mages fell dead to the ground. arrows through their throats.
Peter probably would have immediatly recocnised the arrows. they were from the Nords.
the nords came out jumping from the bushes and killed the reamianing mages. but before they could tell, peter had escaped....

Njered came out of the cave, as he had heard an aweful lot of noise.about 20 nords stood before the cave, surrouned by dead rats. undead rats and several skeleton warriors.
the captain recocnised njered's face. 'Njered? is that you?' he asked.
njered didn't say anything. not because he couldnt, but he refused.
'we have searched for you a very long time. We thought you were...dead...' said the captain. 'you probably wont recocnise us, but we are nords of the eastern tribe, your sister-tribe.' he continued 'we couldnt find you and the warriors between the corpses in your village, so we thought we'd search for you. it is not safe here in cyrodiil, we must go north, to Skyrim. you know we'll be safe there, come with us.'.

then, most unexpectatly njered answered. 'i will come with you, but you shouldn't be so sure about being safe, you will see why.'

so it is that njered went north with a group of nord warriors of his sistertribe. but unlike him, they do not know that it's not all that safe....

Sam headed into the village near by and started to trade with the locals selling clothes and listening to gossip. A guy named Njered was up for a hit.
"We got a job!" Said Sam smiling but suddenly he heard a guard shouting.
"Peter is coming open the gate!" The gates opened and Peter rode in on his steed.
"Njered has a army! prepare the defences!" He ordered.
"I seen your poster and I think me and my partner can help" Sam Said.
"Who are you?" Asked peter
Sam lifted his hood. "well most of you know me......I'm Sam the highway man." Suddenly all the locals grabbed a weapon and pointed it at Sam and Emma.
"You and your big mouth!" Emma said.
"Wait....If you help stop Njered and hijacking are caravans we will not hang you and you and your wife a plot of land." Said Peter.
"Ok we will now put those damn weapons down." Said Sam.

'Allright. You can get any weapon you want and any assistance. You can find me and the others here. We will hear you when you got problems or killed the guy. Good luck. Youll need it, the man seems to not die any moment.'

'Now,' Peter said to his men, 'Whos ready to kill some Rebels..'

screamings from the village....a lot.. some of the warriors knew there presence wasnt unnoticed...
'we have to take a different way! it's too riscy!'
'indeed, it is' answered njered. 'we need to go around, loosing men isn't very usefull, we need all we can to survive the wilderness of skyrim!'

An outrider of the Legion came into the village. 'Sir, we are getting high visit! General Lucius is on his way here!'
General Lucius was the current leader of the Imperial Legion in the province of Cyrodiil.
'What is he going to do here?' Peter asked
'I dont know sir, but he has an entire armed force with him!'

some of the warriors scouted ahead. suddenly they came back, running. there was some frightening on their faces
'we need to move on! quickly!' why? what's wrong?' answered njered.
'an etirearmy of imperial soldiers, lead by general lucius!'
'never heard of him....sounds like a nice man..but no time to meet him. Come on! we're going! QUICKLY!'
and so the warriors ran as fast as they could. hoping not to be seen.

The village was all heavily working. Everything should be tip-top if the general came. 'Polish yer armor!'
'So,' Peter asked to his second in command,'did they double the border patrols to Skyrim?'
'No sir. Three doubled.' He laughed.
'Very well'

it worke. the nords had managed to flee, unnoticed. but then they saw something they did not like at all. the borders to skyrm were guarded better then usual.
'stay low!'said njered''you do not want them to see you! we'll stay here for some time, when we know exactly when the guards are at what place. and when we find out when we can sneak through unnoticed, we will!'

Name: Tuy-Mulm
Race: Argonian
Age: 47
Male/Female: Male
Faction: Argonian Empire
Description: He was brought up in the Black Marsh. He is a democrat that can and will act on force.He can amass an army with mere speeches.
Appereance: A Paatru Argonian,small stout. Almost frog like.
Starting place: Bravil
Weaponry: A shortbow and a refined elven longsword.

The general wanted to talk to Peter alone, so they did.
'So, whats this business with that Nord?' the general asked 'I heard he escaped..'
'He did, my lord, but we have someone on it.'
'Tell me more..'
'Its that highway man. We offered him, instead of the gold to pay his bounty, that his bounty will be gone and he will get a nice patch of farmland. He accepted. The Nord is one of the leaders of the rebels, so its worth it.'
'Indeed it is.'

after one whole night they had found the hole in the guarding. every 2 hours, they would be able to slip through unnoticed, for 40 seconds.
their plan had worked, 2 hours later they managed to escape to skyrim, but its not all that safe up there, too....

supremeoverlordVECT: God mod! Thou shall not go out of Cyrodiil!

well you nevre told me that before! so how could i have known?

Its in the rules.

new character ( because njered now lives a happy life in skyrim...probably...)

Name: Dakhrok
Race: nord
Age: 26
Male/Female: male!!
Faction: mercenaries
Description: grew up in the bitter lands of skyrim. but when the high king was dead, he travveled to cyrodiil, now he's a mercenarie, ready to kill for almost any reward of some value
mostly imperails ask him to work for them, he doesnt mind. he could even kill his own family for them..except his favourite brother, Njered.
Appereance: strong, tall, brown long hair and a beard..
Starting place: settlement/village
Weaponry: sword, twohanded axe, bow and arrows..dagger, heavy nord armour
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thenoobbomb wrote:Its in the rules.

really? cant find it anywhere....

it was almost midnight, when Dakhrok heard his brother had escaped to skyrim with some Nords.
'What? The fool! he knows it's safer to be here in cyrodiil then in those cursed lands!' he shouted.
he was not happy at all.
his favourite brother would be killed..
'there's more..' said the messenger 'he is being hunt for. The imperials want to catch him. they have sent an outlaw to bring him back to them, either dead or alive..'
neither Njered and the hunter will survive in Skyrim. Trust me, it's very dangerous, danger you can not imagine, for you have to see it to believe it.'

another messenger suddenly came running into the tavern in the village. 'I'm looking for some Dakhrok?' 'here!' answered Dakhrok.
'mister Dakhrok. The village chief wants you to kill somebody for him. You must go after the thief whom has stolen food, he wont be far away, but if you don't go fast, he'll stay ahaed of you forever!'
'don't worry, i'll get him!'

I guess his fav bro is Njered and the man gets killed by Sam the Highwayman (oh, I love that name!)

It didnt take long. Dakhrok had killed the thief and brought back the food, and now he was claiming his reward.
'So, what have you got for me?' asked he
'You think you'll get a reward for killeng someone? people kil people every day, some for free... So tell me, why should i pay a simple mercenarie like you?' said the chief

'Maggoty Breton!' shouted Dakhrok. He took his axe, killed the guards and just when he was about to kill the chief he shouted: 'I'll never work for Bretons anymore, Imperials pay me better and are far more thrustworthy!'
'Wait!' screamed the chief 'Wait, please, you'll get what you want', I'll give you anything, ANYTHING! as long as you don't kill me! Please!?'
'Too bad'answered Njered. 'All i currently want i you! dead...'
CHOP! and the chief was decapitated.
It was clear, Dakhrok wouldn't work for Bretons anymore

thenoobbomb wrote:I guess his fav bro is Njered and the man gets killed by Sam the Highwayman (oh, I love that name!)

Why thank you.

And what the hell just happened?!?!? So i'm getting hunted now!!! I just want my farm and my wife that is all.

supremeoverlordVECT wrote:It didnt take long. Dakhrok had killed the thief and brought back the food, and now he was claiming his reward.
'So, what have you got for me?' asked he
'You think you'll get a reward for killeng someone? people kil people every day, some for free... So tell me, why should i pay a simple mercenarie like you?' said the chief

'Maggoty Breton!' shouted Dakhrok. He took his axe, killed the guards and just when he was about to kill the chief he shouted: 'I'll never work for Bretons anymore, Imperials pay me better and are far more thrustworthy!'
'Wait!' screamed the chief 'Wait, please, you'll get what you want', I'll give you anything, ANYTHING! as long as you don't kill me! Please!?'
'Too bad'answered Njered. 'All i currently want i you! dead...'
CHOP! and the chief was decapitated.
It was clear, Dakhrok wouldn't work for Bretons anymore

WHAT!?!?!? DID YOU JUST KILL ME?!?!?!

No, he somehow took another character and Njered is now a NPC. So you can kill him and get the farmland.

Oh thank god.

He didnt kill you, no. He just killed a simple thief..

not long after, dakhrok went to the imperial city, looking for work. suddenly he heard howling of wolves. he watched behind him, but there was nothing. then he looked back forward. ROAR! a pack of wolves attacked aggressively in the front, then more appeared on the left side of dakhrok. and just before the first wolf reached him, Dakhrok said: 'you guys would make me a fine, cosy little shelter.'
the fight didn't last for long. Dakhrok was hurt, but not badly. he had killed all of the wolves (about 7) and he cut of their pelts.
'nice, i'll make me a little tent, although i shouldn't destroy you guys, your pelts should be worth some money.'

((is it to late to join?))

(no its not!)

it was a cold night, but thank the devines: Dakhrok had a warm tent of wolfpelts with a small fire inside.
this was exatcly what he loved, surviving in the wild. but he had to sleep, the next morning he would reach the imperial city, and he would reach it, well rested.

All was peaceful again for it was night... everyone was asleep apart from thieves.. Not far from the imperial city, a oblivion gate burst open and mancar flew out into a rock . Mancar had been badly wounded by the deadra and was in no shape to move. Slowly, Mancar fell into blackness...,

Events!

Dragonheart: You are waked up, tied up by some Marauders in a fortress near Bruma..

supremeoverlordVECT: Dharok finds a contract that tells that any who kills Njered gets a lot of money...

black templar: you find some tracks leading up north, most likely of Njered. You follow them and stumble upon a small village..

OOC what am i tied up by ... ropes?

Mancar was tied up in the end of the hall. A marauder was watching him from the other end. Mancar carefully burnt the ropes he was in using a fireball. Mancar carefully got up and realised the marauder was actually asleep. Mancar went to slit his throat when a voice came from the stairs. " Mazda? Mazda! Wake up!" The man in the chair groaned and got up and went upstairs. Mancar felt his feet sink .... He was on a ship...