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Message: Emoticon Listing HTML Help	[quote]Name= Glen Race= Nord Appearence= Tall with dark long hair and deep brown eyes. No scars anywhere and he has an affinity with dark loose clothing and light armor. Currently wearing really dark blue, loose shirt and pants tied together with a black sash Weapons= Two reverse blade katanas hanging by his waste and homeade crossbows on both his arms. Looks like bracers but unfold at his wrists into a firing position. Magic= Knows healing magic and stealth magic. Doesnt know any damage causing magic, instead in favor of status causing magic like paralisis, poison, damage attribute etc. Background= A well known, acomplished thief warrior type. Generally kind and forgiving, well liked and humerous. Trys to be a ladies man but usually ends up getting dumped and heartbroken. Overall do-gooder but doesnt mind stealing for profit. Has a younger but stronger brother, but that never seemed to help his brother when wrestling with Glen. His brother James is currently visiting his parents in Ebonheart. Im going to begin right here then. [/i][b]She raised her hands to cast a Mother's Kiss Spell, which would hopefully allow her to limp (or at least crawl) back to the nearest settlement.[/b][/i] [/i]Glen was exploring some regions in the wasteland area. Well not as much as exploring as he originally intended, now it was more of being lost and looking for his way again.[/i] (I dont know where you are right now so Im just gonna be lost) [/i]Glen was a healthy looking Nord. Being a very acomplished thief and warrior, he was looking for rich spoils. Riding his faithful Guar, named Guarchie, the sandy wind of the redmountain stung against his face. The storm grew harder, lightning striking the earth with a temper a ways off. Not seeing any calming in the storm, he decided to look for shelter instead.[/i] [b]Guarchie![/b] [/i]he screamed over the wind.[/i] [b]We need to get out of this before we get even more lost![/b] [/i]He found a big rock facing the opposite way as the blistering winds. After resting there for a moment it was apperent that Guarchie didnt benefit as much as Glen, and stood there still getting hit by the stinging sand.[/i] [b]Ok boy, lets find a wall or something.[/b] [/i]They made there way over a hill to find some daedric ruins below. Glen knew of daedric ruins, they harbored demons of all sizes. Seeing no other real choice he decended the hill towards the ruins. These ruins didnt have any demons around for some reason.[/i] [b]Looks safe enough, maybe the demons are down below in the dungeans? I guess they hate these storms as much as we do huh boy?[/b] [/i]Guarchie looked back waving his tail.[/i] [b]Ok lets make camp near those ruins built into the hill. That should provide us with enough protection from the wind to maybe even start a fire. Lets just be sure to get out as soon as the wind dies down.[/b] [/i]After making it to the ruins, Glen set up a small fire and he started cooking some cliff racer meat for him and guarchie to eat. After the meal, the door to the ruins started making Glen curious. He went to them, and after a little bit he built up the courage and opened the door.[/i] [/i]The door opened slowly starting from the center opening outwards in a circle pattern with a rush of wind coming out. He stood there in the doorway peering into the dark, seeing some stairs leading down.[/i][/quote]
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This message was updated on 4/4/2003 4:03:42 PM by GameStar

Adventures of Lysanna the Nord.
replied on: 4/4/2003 3:57:52 PM

Name= Glen

Race= Nord

Appearence= Tall with dark long hair and deep brown eyes. No scars anywhere and he has an affinity with dark loose clothing and light armor. Currently wearing really dark blue, loose shirt and pants tied together with a black sash

Weapons= Two reverse blade katanas hanging by his waste and homeade crossbows on both his arms. Looks like bracers but unfold at his wrists into a firing position.

Magic= Knows healing magic and stealth magic. Doesnt know any damage causing magic, instead in favor of status causing magic like paralisis, poison, damage attribute etc.

Background= A well known, acomplished thief warrior type. Generally kind and forgiving, well liked and humerous. Trys to be a ladies man but usually ends up getting dumped and heartbroken. Overall do-gooder but doesnt mind stealing for profit. Has a younger but stronger brother, but that never seemed to help his brother when wrestling with Glen. His brother James is currently visiting his parents in Ebonheart.

Im going to begin right here then.

She raised her hands to cast a Mother's Kiss Spell, which would hopefully allow her to limp (or at least crawl) back to the nearest settlement.

Glen was exploring some regions in the wasteland area. Well not as much as exploring as he originally intended, now it was more of being lost and looking for his way again. (I dont know where you are right now so Im just gonna be lost) Glen was a healthy looking Nord. Being a very acomplished thief and warrior, he was looking for rich spoils. Riding his faithful Guar, named Guarchie, the sandy wind of the redmountain stung against his face. The storm grew harder, lightning striking the earth with a temper a ways off. Not seeing any calming in the storm, he decided to look for shelter instead.

Guarchie! he screamed over the wind. We need to get out of this before we get even more lost! He found a big rock facing the opposite way as the blistering winds. After resting there for a moment it was apperent that Guarchie didnt benefit as much as Glen, and stood there still getting hit by the stinging sand. Ok boy, lets find a wall or something. They made there way over a hill to find some daedric ruins below. Glen knew of daedric ruins, they harbored demons of all sizes. Seeing no other real choice he decended the hill towards the ruins. These ruins didnt have any demons around for some reason.

Looks safe enough, maybe the demons are down below in the dungeans? I guess they hate these storms as much as we do huh boy? Guarchie looked back waving his tail. Ok lets make camp near those ruins built into the hill. That should provide us with enough protection from the wind to maybe even start a fire. Lets just be sure to get out as soon as the wind dies down. After making it to the ruins, Glen set up a small fire and he started cooking some cliff racer meat for him and guarchie to eat. After the meal, the door to the ruins started making Glen curious. He went to them, and after a little bit he built up the courage and opened the door.

The door opened slowly starting from the center opening outwards in a circle pattern with a rush of wind coming out. He stood there in the doorway peering into the dark, seeing some stairs leading down.

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