Dovakiin. Skyrim Role-play {New and accepting!}

[Sperophim]

"Uh... I don't know where any dragons are at the moment." Aoibheanne stated, awkwardly waving goodbye to to J'len. "Or any clue as to where Alduin is hiding. Maybe we could ask the Greybeards. But that mountain is stupid and there's so many trolls..."

[Twistedsystem]

J'len waved his tail in farewell.

J'kier shrugged, "Yeah, they would be the ones to know, but nevertheless, we need to find Alduin. Theres got to be a way." He thought as he perked his ears abnd swayed his tail.

[Sperophim]

Aoibhe nodded. "Alright. Or maybe Delphine would know. Riverwood is on the way to the Greybeards, so we could ask her without a detour."

[Twistedsystem]

J'kier nodded, "Yes. Delphine refuses to speak to me, as well as Esbern. Hopefully, They'll offer you some help.

[alfiq]

whoa whoa skyrim roleplay bless you for making this

Original Character Form
Username:
Chiu
Name:
Shu'vi
Age:
Twenty two.
Race:
Khajiit
Gender:
Female
Personality:
Shu'vi practically reeks of sarcasm, and isn't the kindest you could come across. And not the most mentally stable either. She has a tendency of getting into brawls and fights, she isn't entirely sure of why, though.
She doesn't support neither Stormcloaks nor Imperials, because she belives that both of them are just jerks. Really.
History (optional):
--
Description or picture:
http://i.imgur.com/kHZXar2.png
Fighting Style:
She keeps an ebony dagger close at hand, along with a Orcish bow. She relies on stealth, and usally sneaks her way around instead of engaging combat. She's a skilled archer, and can certainly slit one's throat with a dagger if she gets close enough.
She also enjoys picking pockets, a 'bad habit'.
Weakness:
Not skilled in swordsmanship, and will quickly get in trouble if she gets into close combat.
Dragonborn? (Yes or no): No.
Occupation (If any): Sarcastic adventurer.
House (If any): --
Children (If any): --
Crush or Significant Other (If any): --

[Sperophim]

{Hurray! Accepted. Aoibheanne and J'kier are about to leave Riften, I think. Scouts-Many-Marshes is open.}

"Oh." Aoibheanne grunted. "They refuse to speak to me as well. Not until Parthunax is dead, but I don't want to kill him!" She pouted like a child. "Regardless of what he's done in the past, he's changed now for the better and that's all that maters."

[alfiq]

Thank you! ))

The first thing that hit her when she arrived, simply put, was depressing. She had gotten to Windhelm by boat, expecting a magnificent city, but what she got was dull stone walls and snow. Too much snow, and too much stone.
The docks seemed to be filled with Argonians, and not many seemed particularly happy about being there. Oh yes indeed, Shu'vi wanted to leave. She could always stea- borrow a horse, of course. That was a great idea.

[Twistedsystem]

J'kier frowned,"Its the same with me. As far as I'm concerned, Paarthurnax lives, and I intend to keep it that way. It seems Delphine isn't an option." He grunted as he pushed open the riften gate, standing aside to let her by.


(((Im gonna add an image to J'kier's form. XP)))

[Sperophim]

{Okie dokie! I might draw Aoibheanne... later.... maybe....}

Scouts-Many-Marshes frowned at all the people getting off the ship. Another one to unload. He was confused when he saw a Kajiit getting off. Windhelm could be a dangerous place for non-Nords. Probably more so inside the city.

"Thanks." Aoibhe commented. "Yeah. I guess it's to the Throat of the World. If that mountain were a person, I'd cut it's feet off. then it'd be shorter."

[Twistedsystem]

(((I plan on drawing Jkier as well :3)))

J'kier laughed at that one,"Wow. Your..very strange indeed. I think you and me are going to get along just fine." He smiled, flicking his tail.

(((What cannon characters would fit into this? I may want to play one.)))