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| Khuxa | Feb 7 2012, 10:34 PM Post #1 |
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`Esther`![]() "I may be a Criminal...I may be a Mage...I could posssibly be a swordsmen; but deep down I am no more than a High Elf travelling the world of Tamriel in hopes for answers which others cannot bestow me - the answers which only I can find myself." Basic Information: Name: Esther Alias: None Guilds: None so far. Race: High Elf Age: 21 Occupation: Traveller...though Esther is a known thief in some areas. Weight: 120lbs Build: Muscular, Lithe Height: 5'7" Distinguishable features: Pointed ears - due to being a High Elf. Scars: 1 running down the jawbone from her ear. Piercings: None Tattoos: Dragon residing on the tip of her tailbone. Eyecolor: Red. Hair color: Black..always sleeked back in a pony tail. Eqquiped: - Daedric Swords x 2 -Various Potions & Ingredients -Various Misc -Light Dragon Scale Armor Personality: Main Traits: Quiet, Thoughtful, Intrigued, Curious, Sly, Secretive What others think about Esther: Esther...over time has aqquired quite the sex appeal, in which she uses to haggle better prices and get what she wants. Most people see Esther as a reckless female, whom is travelling the world to hopefully find a place to settle. She can be seen as conceited in some matters...though at other times she can be as easy going as anything. She doesn't really have a "persona" to play, rather just being herself and letting the enemies come and go. Sanity: Sane. Sexuality: Straight... Martial Status: Single Hometown: Summerset Isle. Dragonborn status: N/A Bounty's and other information: Esther is a known criminal in many places in Tamriel; choosing to steal goods most of the time rather than haggle them, despite her decent ability to haggle good prices. Usually, if Esther happens to reside in a place which holds her with a bounty - she is quiet and reserved...not involving herself in any activities what so ever. History: I cannot tell you specifics about my childhood...because I've blocked out memories which I refuse to remember. All I can tell you is that my history is not a good one. My mother was killed by my father -a rampaging drunk whom half the time didn't know the difference between the dreamworld and reality. He was always yelling and screaming at me and my siblings...and often brought his wrath upon me physically...leaving me with this scar along my jawline. I am not impressed to carry it around...it reminds me each and every day of him...and I can gladly remember the day my siblings decided to call upon the Dark Brotherhood to have him killed. After both my elders were gone - whether up in Sovengarde I do not know - I was left an orphan. I chose to run away from my home after I was told I'd be moving to an orphanage...and was eventually captured and sold into the trade. I could not tell you how many men I served...or how many times I was beaten after that. All I know is that men are now my enemy...and the only person I can trust is myself. And here I am now...a High Elf with nowhere to go...nowhere to be...and no one to serve...and though I may be a Criminal...a Mage..or quite possibly a swordsmen...deep down I am nothing more than a high Elf travelling the world of Tamriel in hopes for answers which others cannot bestow me - the answers which I only I can find myself. |
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