TowimMay 06, 2014May 06, 2014 at 12:23 AM
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The Master
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”They believe I have fallen. Like vultures they flock about the remains, picking for themselves what they believe is theirs. They must learn that I alone am the slayer of Gods, it is to Me that they should look. I have been belittled, and I will not allow this to happen again. They will learn their place. You... from birth I have forged you to this purpose, sharpened and balanced behind the Veil. Hold the edge, and I shall not cast you aside as worthless scrap.” – L.
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The Shade
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Twisted horns taper back from his forehead, vestiges of his daedriatic curse down to his pale white eyes and his long tail and dark skin. Daedra-blood, however, does not account for the way the shadows cling to him like an obsessed lover, silencing his steps and leaving a deadly chill upon the air.
He travels alone, with few adornments in all black and silvers, a thick train of dark hair laying free over the whisper of his ink-black cloak. A smooth confidence keeps his stride, and a mask his face.
Species: Dunmer, tainted by daedra
Creature Type: Shade
Age: 42
Sex: Male.
Height: 5'11".
Weight: 189 lbs.
Eye Color: Completely white, no visible pupil.
Hair Color: Black, straight and long, tends to feather where it is short near his temples.
Skin tone: Charcoal ash gray.
Build: Medium compact frame, lithe muscle.
Markings: Ethereal color full body tattoo, nearly always invisible. Supernatural in nature.
Evident Weapons: A large falchion strapped over his shoulder, its blade black as a starless night save for the silver of its keen edge and archaic runes etched into its surface. A poison channel rests in the blade, and may be visible should one be unfortunate enough to catch sight of the blade unsheathed. A second longsword lays beneath it, its sheathe hiding much of its appearance. One correctly guesses these are not his only weapons.
Companion: A tiny wingless dragon-like creature, smaller than a house-cat, scales as black as ink save for an irregular red 'scar' from its eye to hindquarters. Spiky with wiry tufts of fur for a mane. Known name: Samar. This creature shares its master's skill at stealth among other things. It is rarely ever seen.
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Behind the Mask
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Known name: Sumar “Turnskull”
Occupation(s): Assassin – “The Nightwalkers” Guild Affiliation; Associate - "Blue Skooma Co."
Residence: Unknown
Languages: Common. Enough to pass in several other tongues.
Specialties: If it involves shadows, fire, poisons, lock-picking, forgery, resourcefulness, street-smarts or a quick and silent blade, Sumar is likely your man.
Pastimes/vices: Smoking his pipe, drinking wine, crowd watching, fascination with childrens'
literature and red-heads.
Theme Song: Tristania “A Sequel of Decay.”
Color: 333333
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The OCC – Pulling the Strings
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The online name is Towim. I've been roleplaying since 1999. I was once a para-poster in a text-based chat, keeping up with the speed and specialty of so many out there. A terrible injury now impairs the flexibility in my hands and prevents much more than a good few quality lines. I am also a bit slow at responding due to this. Don't judge me as less because of it; I like to think that you may find my characters worth your time.
This is my original character from our 4.0 D&D adventures, played from beginning until “retirement” at cap level. With much love for his personality, I have brought him here to share with others outside of our table-top experience. I now play him free-form with a lose base of his abilities from the game. I have adapted his character into the Elder Scrolls universe. Expect some changes and surprises.
Character portrait is mine, digitally painted, sixteen good solid hours of work. Please respect my copyright. Occasionally I have been known to take commissions.
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The Master
_______________________
”They believe I have fallen. Like vultures they flock about the remains, picking for themselves what they believe is theirs. They must learn that I alone am the slayer of Gods, it is to Me that they should look. I have been belittled, and I will not allow this to happen again. They will learn their place. You... from birth I have forged you to this purpose, sharpened and balanced behind the Veil. Hold the edge, and I shall not cast you aside as worthless scrap.” – L.
_______________________
The Shade
_______________________
Twisted horns taper back from his forehead, vestiges of his daedriatic curse down to his pale white eyes and his long tail and dark skin. Daedra-blood, however, does not account for the way the shadows cling to him like an obsessed lover, silencing his steps and leaving a deadly chill upon the air.
He travels alone, with few adornments in all black and silvers, a thick train of dark hair laying free over the whisper of his ink-black cloak. A smooth confidence keeps his stride, and a mask his face.
Species: Dunmer, tainted by daedra
Creature Type: Shade
Age: 42
Sex: Male.
Height: 5'11".
Weight: 189 lbs.
Eye Color: Completely white, no visible pupil.
Hair Color: Black, straight and long, tends to feather where it is short near his temples.
Skin tone: Charcoal ash gray.
Build: Medium compact frame, lithe muscle.
Markings: Ethereal color full body tattoo, nearly always invisible. Supernatural in nature.
Evident Weapons: A large falchion strapped over his shoulder, its blade black as a starless night save for the silver of its keen edge and archaic runes etched into its surface. A poison channel rests in the blade, and may be visible should one be unfortunate enough to catch sight of the blade unsheathed. A second longsword lays beneath it, its sheathe hiding much of its appearance. One correctly guesses these are not his only weapons.
Companion: A tiny wingless dragon-like creature, smaller than a house-cat, scales as black as ink save for an irregular red 'scar' from its eye to hindquarters. Spiky with wiry tufts of fur for a mane. Known name: Samar. This creature shares its master's skill at stealth among other things. It is rarely ever seen.
_____________________
Behind the Mask
_____________________
Known name: Sumar “Turnskull”
Occupation(s): Assassin – “The Nightwalkers” Guild Affiliation; Associate - "Blue Skooma Co."
Residence: Unknown
Languages: Common. Enough to pass in several other tongues.
Specialties: If it involves shadows, fire, poisons, lock-picking, forgery, resourcefulness, street-smarts or a quick and silent blade, Sumar is likely your man.
Pastimes/vices: Smoking his pipe, drinking wine, crowd watching, fascination with childrens'
literature and red-heads.
Theme Song: Tristania “A Sequel of Decay.”
Color: 333333
_____________________
The OCC – Pulling the Strings
_____________________
The online name is Towim. I've been roleplaying since 1999. I was once a para-poster in a text-based chat, keeping up with the speed and specialty of so many out there. A terrible injury now impairs the flexibility in my hands and prevents much more than a good few quality lines. I am also a bit slow at responding due to this. Don't judge me as less because of it; I like to think that you may find my characters worth your time.
This is my original character from our 4.0 D&D adventures, played from beginning until “retirement” at cap level. With much love for his personality, I have brought him here to share with others outside of our table-top experience. I now play him free-form with a lose base of his abilities from the game. I have adapted his character into the Elder Scrolls universe. Expect some changes and surprises.
Character portrait is mine, digitally painted, sixteen good solid hours of work. Please respect my copyright. Occasionally I have been known to take commissions.
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Edited May 06, 2014 at 12:27 AM by 0
TryynityMay 09, 2014
@DaedratMay 09, 2014