Dragonborn - Sovngarde (Open Skyrim Rp)

[♡ Pineapple ♡]

Accepted

[MadMoxxi]

also daniela isnt a werewolf she wasnt apart of the inner circle)

[♡ Pineapple ♡]

( alright ill change it right now!)

[MadMoxxi]

thanks! when should we start rp'ing?)

[♡ Pineapple ♡]

(ive got one more person joining so once they join we'll start)

[Saxhleel]

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i. galaien tilai ii. dunmer, twenty-eight iii. mage iv. dragonborn v. male vi. bi-sexual/rom

galaien is not a man you could describe as agreeable or approachable, he is sarcastic and calculate
d, often talking circles around those who would foolishly choose to entertain his company. he's not
all bad though. in life he was a mage, a powerful wizard in destruction magic but equally gifted w
ith anything he put his mind to. his abilities only bolstered by the dragon soul bouncing off his inn
er walls. unfortunately - as if often the case with mages - ambition quickly bargained it's way past
common sense and an experiment went awry, leaving a burnt corpse in his exploded labratory. pri
vately galaien is a bit lonely, unable to find kindred spirits in the hall of valor and in both life and
death had few friends or allies, he wants to belong somewhere and is loyal and kind once befriend.

[♡ Pineapple ♡]

Res. A Male Dark Elf Mage (I know dunmer burn their dead but I'll make it work)

yeah I know that's why everyone is Dragonborn, so you'll end up in sovngarde either one way or another.

[MadMoxxi]

Res. A Male Dark Elf Mage (I know dunmer burn their dead but I'll make it work)

yeah I know that's why everyone is Dragonborn, so you'll end up in sovngarde either one way or another.

ooo i didnt know the dunmer burned their dead :O the more you know i guess lol)))

[H E X X]

where are we in the time lime?? .o. )

[H E X X]

Name - Runs-In-Chains (Goes by Ral)

Age - young

Race - Argonian

Gender - Female

Preference - N/A

Occupation - Mead delivery

Homestead - Morrowind Seyda Neen/ Slave camp

Cause of death - Ral always believed that her death would be at the end of a sword and she would die with a black plunged into her stomach; this death caused by a guard. How ever her death was caused by the elements. On a delivery gone wrong, Ral attempted to run across half of Skyrim. Close to Morthal, the cold swallowed her whole and her body became lost in the hills.

Fear - Xerophobia and slight Kakophobia

Weird quirks - Hates fire, Extremely Paranoid.

Armor - Basic leather armour that is a dried sand colour with trinkets and straps across chest and waist.

Clothes - Baggy cloth dyed red and blue with heavy swirls. black leather boats.

Weapon - Glass blade and a normal steel dagger

Piercings -right bridge of nose.

History - Ral, was born in the worst places for an argonon, a slave camp. THough in truth, she was born close to the sea in Morrowind but at the youngest age, one could be she was shipped into the trade system. This is where she gained her most common name. Ral was always a runner, never staying in one place too long and when she was young the argonon hopped a boat to Skyrim and never looked back. She found work in the worst of all places, the black briar meadery. It was hard work and most of the time she got lashes and lectures instead of coin. She never made a name for her self, never did much with her life. In Fact, it was not until before her death she learned that she was given a wasted gift. The gift of being dragonborn.

crush - open (her true love is sheogorath)
kin - Mikaa(friend, considers brother)