Skyrim- Accepting!

[FrostTail]

(( ^^my reaction exactly^^ ))

[xXMoved AccountXx]

"Looks like it." Za'zah said. Lucky for him Whiterun was the only place that didn't have it out for him.

Katarina followed behind them, staying close to Zach but not to close.

['pyrrhic]

Bran - sowrd [two handed] - bow

Ashiria Vixen -------- { Uh - sheer - ee - uh }

early twenties - [female] - Imperial

Traveler - Retired Dawngaurd - hjerm

personality ;; A stubborn and sarcastic girl, Ashiria is a loner with her own plans. Tough and intelligent, she always
seems to know what she's doing. She can plan something in seconds and is a very secretive person. loving the
solitary of traveling. Somehow she is very good at finding her way around, and only speaks when she wants to.
Usually a very snarky girl She doesn't let anyone else deal with her problems, and takes everything into her own
hands. Being Persuasive is a good skill, and usually is playful with her own words. Being very resourceful and a
excellent hider, she stays away from most all civilization until she needs it, or is going home. She loves to prove
others wrong, especially when they say they're better than her.

history ;; Born in a small cabin house in the mountains, Ashiria was always away from civilization. Her father was a soldier
for the imperials, and her mother would be off elsewhere. As Ashiria grew older, she wandered farther and farther from
the home she'd grew in. Her father died when she was 12, and her mother had never came home. At 14, the young girl had
decided that she wouldn't stay in the rotting house. Before she left, she trained with the sword and learned how to pick
locks from master to easy. The new 18 year old girl headed out with armor her mother had brought home one day. The new
adult headed towards a fortress she'd looked at only once, seeing what it was. Strong and youthful, she entered.

The Dawnguard fortress was a great place, she gained her skill from hunting vampires, and occasionally a Halfling or a were-
wolf. Training under the best, she had stormed the vampire castle with the dawnguards to defeat them all. She found many
weapons on her travels, but a Dragon Sword was found, and that's all she used. Learning from many in the Dawnguard, she
could always seek refuge in the fort. Bonding with a war dog and Dawguard husky, Bran, he stared to be her permanent and
only other companion. The two were one of the best teams she'd ever seen, and she kept the dog, even when she left.

Leaving soon after she was deemed 'the best in Dawngaurd', she decided to adventure on her own, taking Bran with her. The
two go anywhere a quest takes them, and follows up on certain crimes. The girl does work with the dog, but that's it. She was
often known as 'Lady Red' because of her hair, and most will only call her Lady Red because of the past.

fighting style ;; Seen with a two hand sword, she fights with daggers, swords and a bow and arrow. Using no magic, she is about
as deadly as a dragon over a town. Skilled with all weapons, she likes to be up close. She also lets Bran have chances often.

Weaknesses ;; Seeing a animal suffer, or hurting someone close to her. She's always worried about hurting those important to her.
She's not afraid of death, but of what comes after death.

[★ nirvana,]

(Omg, I know youuu. Hi! ^^)

"Duviyn Varo, huh?" Gwyneth murmured absentmindedly, mostly to herself. Strange. It seemed, to her, like a name more suitable for that of the Dunmer race, not an Imperial. She was sure she had heard the name somewhere before, though she didn't quite know where from. When the man set the axes down in front of her, she nodded thanks, and subtly ran her index finger over the edge of a blade to see how sharp it was. It drew one drop of blood from the tip of her finger, and she blinked, satisfied, before dropping her hand.
"Yes. That will be all, thank you," she said politely, sliding her two weapons into their respectful scabbards.

['pyrrhic]

{my form is a WIP. almost done though. Ignore what's bellow, I am commencing to freaking out.
^^
Edit, I'm finished, anything else I need to add?

{OMG I know you!!! You like skyrim to?! This is the only semi literate Skyrim roleplay I've found!!!

[Sperophim]

{Accepted! Auguseethus and Za'ji are in Whiterun if you want to meet them there I guess.}

"Stop that!" Auguseethus spat as he jerked Za'ji along the trail. Auguseethus tried to give apologetic looks to the guards as they passed, but they gave no look back. Maybe. It was hard to tell through their helmets, which covered their faces. Auguseethus was always envious of people who could wear helmets. His horns were too large to put a helmet over.

[InfectedHau]

"What's the matter, agent?" Za'ji asked, her final regal wave cut off as she stumbled trying to keep up. "Is it because the woman you arrested is more famous than you? I didn't think you were the jealous type." Smiling at how easily the argonian could be antagonized, she stopped grandstanding and allowed herself to be led to the Dragonsreach dungeons.

[Sperophim]

"You act as if you're proud to be arrested." August grumbled.

[InfectedHau]

"Not proud," Za'ji corrected, "Apathetic. After the third time or so, you sort of stop caring and just try and enjoy yourself."

[Aragami]

Am I accepted as well? Sorry, on my phone so I probably won't reply much. Can't wait to get my laptop back. ))