Skyrim- Accepting!

[Sperophim]

Username:White Eagle
Name:Z'arlo J'iswen
Age:28
Race (Include if vampire or werewolf):Khajiit
Gender:Male
Personality:A protective warrior, a happy adoptive father, a wise jarl and strict leader.
History (optional):Z'arlo was born in Falkreath. He adopted a child because he hasn't married yet he wants to raise one until then. He is the jarl of Windhelm.
Description or picture:A brown haired khajiit with green eyes nearly no hair only fur. Has no beard and is very muscular.
Fighting Style:A mage staff. Ice,fire,healing hands and lightning he has mastered. He has a sword and shield. Great at using hand to hand combat.
Weakness:Samuel is his pride and joy now.
Occupation (If any):Jarl of Windhelm
House (If any):Hejerim and Palace of Kings
Children (If any):Samuel
Crush or Significant Other (If any):None but open to one.

{Sorry, but you're not accepted. I believe the Yarl of Windhelm is Ulfric Stormcloak. Sorry! If you want to edit your form to make Z'arlo just a nobleman instead, that would be okay.}

{By the way sorry everyone. I've been really incredibly lazy with this so if there are any posts I need to reply to or forms/characters I need to accept or put on the list please quote them. Sorry!}

[InfectedHau]

Za'ji almost rolled her eyes in derision, then remembered that she was supposed to be frightened. She jumped slightly in her chair, pressing her ears back against her head, then pretended to catch herself. "So is that it?" She asked, trying her best to fake false bravery. "You'll have to do better than that."

[Sperophim]

{Oooh did you mean Za'ji there? I was kinda confused.}

Auguseethus shot a glance at his fellow agent and the Daedra shot a firebolt at Za'ji, dangerously close to her head- perhaps close enough to singe a few whiskers.
"Unless you wand that lovely fur singed off," Auguseethus said almost shakily. "You should tell us what you know.

[InfectedHau]

(Wow, auto correct is auto correcting my own words now.)
"No," Za'ji said, with a tinge of fake hysteria. "Sling all the spells you want, you won't make me betray our family. I may be an assassin, but even I have standards."

[Kurocatalyst]

Kira:

"Hey," Kira said, walking over to Zanji and sitting down "when are we leaving?"

[White Eagle]

(I'll make him a nobleman.)

[Sperophim]

{@White Eagle, Okie dokie! Accepted then! I might restart with Ariaal, who is an Altmer and Stoarmcloak spy if you want to meet her.}

(Wow, auto correct is auto correcting my own words now.)
"No," Za'ji said, with a tinge of fake hysteria. "Sling all the spells you want, you won't make me betray our family. I may be an assassin, but even I have standards."

{Oh haha I know how you feel}
{If the other assassins want to barge in now would be a good time. I don't want Za'ji to actually get hurt.}
Auguseethus growled. Another fireball was shot, this time heading towards Za'ji's arm. Auguseethus banged his fist on the table.
{The fireball can miss cause like I said I don't want to actually hurt Za'ji unless you want her to get hurt idk sorry & sorry for short posts cuz I'm a lazy buttttttttttt. Should I make Arelus now?}

[InfectedHau]

(If you want to. And Za'ji can get hurt all you want, it Doesn't matter to me)

Za'ji let out a yowl of pain as the fireball struck her arm, but she didn't give in. Maybe it was time to drop her little bombshell. "Alright," she said, gasping for breath. "I'll tell you something. Don't you find it strange that I keep calling the Brotherhood 'our family'?"

[Sperophim]

Auguseethus raised a horny eyebrow.
"Not very." He said. "Considering that you all must be crazy phycos to be able to kill hundreds of mostly innocent people for a living."

[InfectedHau]

Za'ji's calm smile was back in place now. She was in control, this was her show. "Really?" She asked, tracing a line on the chair with one claw. "That's a terrible thing to say, but I guess I'll have to tell him. He's going to be very disappointed in you, though."