# Elder Scrolls: An Empire in Ruins [OOC]

  
As the Scrolls Foretold

  
  
 _The Oblivion Crisis had been foretold, recorded in the Elder Scrolls of eons past. From the fires of the Deadlands, the kyn of Mehrunes Dagon will walk Mundus and bring siege to the realm. Emperor Uriel Septim VII will die, the Mythic Dawn will spread like a plague across the land. One lone hero will rise from the fires smelling of death and brimstone...but it is not you. The Scrolls spoke of another. Yet you...you have something about you that makes you unique. But I wonder...do you have the strength to walk the lands of Cyrodiil and vanquish evil in the name of all life on Mundus? Or will you fail and bring death to yourself?_  
  
You awaken in your cells, mold growing in the corners and along the cobblestone around you...moisture condensing and dripping from odd places. You are in Vivec City, the dreams you had spoke of Cyrodiil, a land too far off to even comprehend being in at this present time. But why did that voice speak out to you? Her voice was familiar...but was it really feminine?  
  
As you ask yourselves all these questions, blissfully ignorant to the chaos that is now ensuing around the Cantons; reality snaps you to. Fires envelop the halls and the screams of the unworthy echo through your heads. The scent of charred corpses and burning flora assails your nostrils just as cackling fills the cell-block halls.  
  
Dremora.  
  
A squad of the servants of the Princes moves through the halls, moving from cell to cell, searching. Each of those they stopped at with an occupant, they touched the bars and simply melted them before stepping in and dragging the occupant out by whatever they could grab.  
  
The screams. They were so constant, so soul-rending...so very much close to home...as you, too, are pulled from your cells and dragged off. Your struggles are pitiful and shrugged off, carelessly forced up flights of stairs outside of the underworks of the Redoran Canton you found yourselves in just moments prior. Before you, and all around you, the city was aflame.  
  
Lining the coast were a series of brimstone arches, cresting twenty feet in height with the legions of Dagon pouring free.  
  
Oblivion.  
  
The Crisis had been foretold.  
  
The whispers, they made sense now...but this revelation was empty in its gains. No, you were brought towards the Foreign Quarter, where the bridge to the land faced a massive portal, thrice the size of those dotting the coast around. Something inside beckoned...something inside thrummed.  
  
It is where you were brought.  
  
Fire. Death. Ash. Oblivion.  
  
The Dragonfires have fallen dark. The world is at war. Death calls to those around and Dagon will walk these lands. You are certain of this, as to your own deaths. You become even more certain of it as you are dragged further into the bleak layer you found yourself in: spires with insidious bridges spanning between them, massive gates dividing forces with portals to Mundus in each division, and the screams of those being tormented and slaughtered creating a crescendo to the orchestra that was the war being waged.  
  
Another cell.  
  
Sitting in one of the spires connected to the central, the sobbings and ramblings of those captured around you. Divines seemed to have blessed you this day, though. The Dremora were not as keen as they should have and one of the captured managed to smuggle in a lockpick and worked tirelessly at his cage and did the impossible: he got out. After all, the simulacra of the Daedra are not infallible to mortal interaction...no, mortality has a greater chance than they give them credit...and now it is being used to your advantage.  
  
A dozen were freed, you included. It is time to fight back, to escape. But how? That is where the story really begins, here in...  
  
_An Empire in Ruins._

  
  
The Requirements

I am going to try to keep this minimal, because otherwise it would be no fun. Ideally, having played any Elder Scrolls game enough to know some of the story and/or woud be preffered. If you haven't, all I ask is for some initiative to learn a little about the Elder Scrolls universe.  
  
I will also be requiring a minimum one-paragraph post length and I would prefer at least one post a week. I will be posting at least one GM post a week to summarize what happened during that 'turn,' but if everyone posts quicker then these posts can come out just as quickly. I will also post reactions to posts that require my direct reaction. Please @ me in those posts.  
  
Take adult content to PM's.  
  
No godmodding or powergaming. If you are unsure as to what that is or if your character may be questionable in that regards, ask.  
  
No Unicorn characters. Meaning, no 'I am perfect with everything I do and can do everything.' This also means no Akaviri, Falmer, Ayleid, Sload, etc. We are only working with the core nine.  


  
See the world, they said!..  


Accepted! The Great House Dres was also a strong proponent with slavery in the Elder scrolls universe. Telvanni had many but the Dres were the primary hunters and dealers. They arent seen much in the games in Vvardenfell, but they're strongly placed in the mainland Morrowind. Also, bear in mind the Empire often used slavery on it's own. However, it was Imperial Slavery, working to pay crimes or debts and could often be done voluntarily to pay off said debts if you had no other means.

Ah, thank you!   
I might need to hit you up on LOREFACTS, as my Scrolls Lore is - dusty. I was something of a scholar, back in the day... But now, all I remember is the satisfying thunk Ordinator helmets make when hit with enough force. That being said, I actually _did_ know about Imperial debt slavery; I wanted to imply that Placidus is the kind of guy that gets worked up about seeing people being treated like, like netches...  
  
But probably makes more than a few justifications for bad things the Empire does. When asked about being imprisoned:  
  
"Well, there was a good reason for it. I would've waited, and let the law take its due. The Divines would know the rest."  
  
It takes the start of _Ruins_ for him to start being more of an actor in his own tale, I think.

This dynamic'd be the _best._ Also, Maxim looks like he could be a strong candidate for the clever guy who got us all out of prison in the first place, maybe? Ah, this is gonna be great!

Is this bad boy still taking characters?

> Is this bad boy still taking characters? 

Damn straight it is.  


  
Eren Ice-Sword  
Age: 28  
Race: Nord (Human)  
Appearance: Eren is built like an ox stands at 6"6 long black hair usually pulled back and on the sides. Pale blue eyes like the ice in the mountains of Skyrim. Usually Some black warpaint around his eyes.  
  
Personality: He is a proud warrior with a short temper and can come off as a bit obnoxious. But he is brave, loyal and stands with a strong moral compass. He likes to be social meeting new people on his travels even if they're elves. He is always up for fighting and adventure. Has a strong faith in nord beliefs and Talos. He tries to live a honorable way so he can go to Sovrngarde when his time comes.   
  
History: He was born in the heart of Skyrim in the city of Whiterun. He was raised to be a true nord. Learned to swing a sword when he was only 7 years old. Trained by his father who was the Harbinger of the Companians. He grew up on his fathers stories about the Companians. How they were fierce warriors that fought for honor and were defendants of the 500 Companians of Ysgramor. They fight with honor and seek their fame taking quests. Growing up that's all he wanted to be.   
  
When his father died he dedicated most of his young life to be a part of the Companians inheriting his fathers greatsword. But when the time came to be accepted into the inner circle he discovered a terrible truth. The Companians were plagued with the Lycanthrope to become werewolves of Hircine. He could not accept such a curse. There was no honor in becoming a werewolf. He decided to leave the Companians and find is own path of honor.   
  
He travelled across Tamreil as a sellsword or a mercenary. Even joined the Fighters Guild in High Rock. But eventually his travels lead him to Cyrodill where he got into a fight in a tavern. He was quickly arrested for assault of a nobleman. Locked in prison until finished his sentence.  
  
Strengths: Besides being very strong he has great sense of honor, courage and loyalty. He always sees a job through and is willing to be kind to any stranger. He has hopeful look in his eyes and is not afraid to speak his mind. Has a certain charm when it comes to pretty nord women.  
  
Weaknesses: He has a short temper and quick to judge if you break his trust. He tends to drink in excessive amounts which in turn gets him into trouble. Likes to flirt with women and can sometimes be too rigid to his beliefs.  
  
Personal Equipment: Nordic steel armor a large steel greatsword enchanted with ice magic. A hundred bow and arrow and a steel dagger. Also carries an Amulet of Talos.  
Wealth resources: large coin purse. Bottle of Nord Mead.   
  
Combat skills: expert in two handed wielding with his greatsword. Has tons of experience in hand to hand combat and has some skill with a bow for hunting.  
  
Magic skills: has no skill in magic except knowing how to enchant his sword with soul gems to.   
  
Social Skills: learn a great deal of bartering on his travels. Good at charming the ladies at taverns especially if they are pretty nord women. No afraid to use intimidation to get what he needs.

Accepted! Welcome to the shit-show!  
  
_I am totally not planning to kill everyone._

> Bottle of Nord Mead 

We are now officially a real Scrolls group. I should probably add 'one portion salt' to Placidus' sheet, just for the feel, mahahaha...  
Also, this party is gonna have _amazing interparty banters._

> Blue Warrior Accepted! Welcome to the shit-show!  
>   
> _I am totally not planning to kill everyone._

Thanks. I'm excited to play and elder scrolls role play.

Hey, everyone. I have set up an OPTIONAL Discord server for people to join and chat in, to communicate with myself or other story members, and to receive updates quickly. You can find it here

  
This is my first time RPing, so sorry if it's a little rough. I can change anything you need!

He's _almost_ there. My only point of contention is his dealings with HermaMora. Typically, when it comes to the Princes and those whom they deem worthy of being their 'champion,' they are those who stand at the pinnacle of history: i.e. Dragonborn, Hero of Kvatch, etc. I am comfortable with him having had dealings with HermaMora's followers, but most who serve do not convene with the Prince himself. I am all for the knowledge of dark arts, though. Perhaps, instead of a Black Book (as that is a potent artifact), he carried other as equally illegal tomes, but they were more akin to ancient manuscripts or esoteric knowledge that the Tribunal and Temple wanted to be buried?

I have updated my post, I hoped that fixed your issues with it.

> I have updated my post, I hoped that fixed your issues with it. 

That it did! Accepted! Just trying to keep everyone on an even playing field, is all! Welcome to the fun!  
  
I will be starting up the IC to this story today. As of right now, there is one more character slot, unless  ~\The Talentless/~ is joining us.

Perfect timing. Also, given the many facets of this group...  
Maybe the twist is...  
_We kill ourselves?!_  
  
(alternative hot take dremora won't know what hit 'em)

. Well that would be a quick rp. I didn't even get to fill my inventory with wheels cheese and sweet rolls

Right? Don't worry, I'm sure we'll be able to load up on sweet sweet ~~skooma~~ sujamma and garlic braids plucked fresh from random characters' homes, before too long. We just gotta figure out how to get out of prison, and I'm feelin' lucky! The Divines got our backs!