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My first character Fhuri kicked ass ~all over~, but she was so
successful at purging the troubled land of monsters, blight-mad beasts
and nogoodniks of every stripe that she basically ran out of things to
do. So I retired her. Since then I've played Nord assassins, Dunmer
magicians, Imperial thieves, etc., etc., but my favorite all time
character to date was the first one I discovered Morrowind with: Fhuri,
my Argonian adventurer.
OK, I decided to really try something different this time, so I created
a Breton, dubbed him a nobleman, and began to run him around. For some
reason my imagination caught fire. I haven't loved a character this
much since my first one ever.
It occurred to me that he might be some formally properous dude of noble
lineage and distingushed mind who had powerful political enemies. In my
imagination he started telling his story to me - how he was shipped off
to prison on a trumped-up charge. How he lost his lands, wealth, and
slaves to his enemies. How the humiliation of being imprisoned and the
fear of his enemy's agents in prison inspired him to lie about his name
and background: he didn't want more politcally-motivated harassment,
nor to have his family name futher besmirched, so he adopted a false
identity.
The guy's a charming fellow with a likeable personality. He's a smooth
talker, and people believed him. He began to make friends in prison,
and even got on good terms with the guards. Amazingly, one day one of
the guards fetched him out of prison and pushed him onto a carriage.
Nobody explained what was going on, and Luc Outte began to worry that
something was seriously wrong. Then he was hustled onto a boat, and the
mysterious journey continued. Luc got ill on the boat ride, and became
feverishly delirious. He feared he might die, but then a beautiful lady
came to him in a dream and told him to be unafraid.
His fever broke the next day. Later that same day they put into port at
Seyda Neen, and Luc was released, on condition that he report to some
Imperial in Balmora for instructions.
After his stint in prison and then his illness, he was weak as a
kitten. All he wanted at that point was a bath, some humble bread, and
maybe a little kindness. Well, he found that in Balmora. He was given
some gold, use of a bed, and a job.
Lord Luc Outte felt grateful to the Emperor for his mercy, and
faithfully fulfulled the menial tasks he was assigned by the Blades
Spymaster. He had no money and no lands, no other prospects, so he
needed the employment. He also felt the need to continue to maintain
his false identity, since he didn't know who he could trust.
Imagine his astonishment when the Spymaster later revealed to Luc that
his phoney story had been the reason for this amazing twist of fate! He
didn't dare explain, for fear that the Emperor would have him executed.
He began to have weird dreams, where a strange man in a golden mask
addressed him "Lord Nerevar Indoril" and suchlike. He didn't dare speak
of these dreams to anyone. Too creepy.
Being imprisoned changed his feelings about slavery. Now he frees
slaves whenever he finds them. He abhores fighting, trouble, gettting
dirty, sleeping outdoors, and hard labor, so he avoids them all he can.
He does love to travel, though, so he enjoys the courier missions. He's
also very sociable and chatty, so he loves escort missions: he likes
someone to chat with when he's on the road... and he likes their help
when rats attack. Ugh, he hates rats.
This guy is the first character I ever played since Fhuri who seems to
have really strong opinions about what he will and will not do. I'm
really getting into the roleply aspect with this fellow. He insists
that he has no need for armor whatsoever, and he distains the use of a
shield. He's terribly vain (spent his first paycheck on a set of
exquisite clothes), but he also doesn't want to look like he's looking
for a fight. Because assassins attack him in his sleep he understood
the need for one decent weapon, and some good defense spells like
paralyze and reflect. He refuses to carry around vulger things like
lockpicks, but I finally convinced him to wear an opening amulet, and by
golly, to use it now and then.
Luc hates to steal. He makes money by soultrapping, and he's very good
at it. He'd always prefer a peaceful solution, and because he's so
likeable and persuesive he often has that choice, even when others
don't.
Because his enemies are affilitated with the other Great Houses, he
decided to join House Telvanni, and despite their weirdness and general
amorality, he recieved a warm welcome, and soon found powerful friends
there. He just keeps quiet about his slave-freeing hobby around them.
He innocently joined Mage's guild, before he realized that there was a
rivalry between the guild and his chosen House. Imagine his peculiar
mixture of emotions when the guild steward asked him to sniff out a
Telvanni spy. He decided to go ahead and ask around, thinking that he
was perhaps looking for himself. LOL Luckily he found evidence that
drew attention to someone other than himself... poor boob. But Luc felt
strongly motivated to stay deep undercover, so yes, he fingered a
Telvanni brother. Fortunately, the Telvanni are generally so indiffernt
about in-house loyalty that he felt sure it wouldn't become an issue.
Mages guild, OTOH are more picky about such things.
LOL
My first character Fhuri kicked ass ~all over~, but she was so
successful at purging the troubled land of monsters, blight-mad beasts
and nogoodniks of every stripe that she basically ran out of things to
do. So I retired her. Since then I've played Nord assassins, Dunmer
magicians, Imperial thieves, etc., etc., but my favorite all time
character to date was the first one I discovered Morrowind with: Fhuri,
my Argonian adventurer.
OK, I decided to really try something different this time, so I created
a Breton, dubbed him a nobleman, and began to run him around. For some
reason my imagination caught fire. I haven't loved a character this
much since my first one ever.
It occurred to me that he might be some formally properous dude of noble
lineage and distingushed mind who had powerful political enemies. In my
imagination he started telling his story to me - how he was shipped off
to prison on a trumped-up charge. How he lost his lands, wealth, and
slaves to his enemies. How the humiliation of being imprisoned and the
fear of his enemy's agents in prison inspired him to lie about his name
and background: he didn't want more politcally-motivated harassment,
nor to have his family name futher besmirched, so he adopted a false
identity.
The guy's a charming fellow with a likeable personality. He's a smooth
talker, and people believed him. He began to make friends in prison,
and even got on good terms with the guards. Amazingly, one day one of
the guards fetched him out of prison and pushed him onto a carriage.
Nobody explained what was going on, and Luc Outte began to worry that
something was seriously wrong. Then he was hustled onto a boat, and the
mysterious journey continued. Luc got ill on the boat ride, and became
feverishly delirious. He feared he might die, but then a beautiful lady
came to him in a dream and told him to be unafraid.
His fever broke the next day. Later that same day they put into port at
Seyda Neen, and Luc was released, on condition that he report to some
Imperial in Balmora for instructions.
After his stint in prison and then his illness, he was weak as a
kitten. All he wanted at that point was a bath, some humble bread, and
maybe a little kindness. Well, he found that in Balmora. He was given
some gold, use of a bed, and a job.
Lord Luc Outte felt grateful to the Emperor for his mercy, and
faithfully fulfulled the menial tasks he was assigned by the Blades
Spymaster. He had no money and no lands, no other prospects, so he
needed the employment. He also felt the need to continue to maintain
his false identity, since he didn't know who he could trust.
Imagine his astonishment when the Spymaster later revealed to Luc that
his phoney story had been the reason for this amazing twist of fate! He
didn't dare explain, for fear that the Emperor would have him executed.
He began to have weird dreams, where a strange man in a golden mask
addressed him "Lord Nerevar Indoril" and suchlike. He didn't dare speak
of these dreams to anyone. Too creepy.
Being imprisoned changed his feelings about slavery. Now he frees
slaves whenever he finds them. He abhores fighting, trouble, gettting
dirty, sleeping outdoors, and hard labor, so he avoids them all he can.
He does love to travel, though, so he enjoys the courier missions. He's
also very sociable and chatty, so he loves escort missions: he likes
someone to chat with when he's on the road... and he likes their help
when rats attack. Ugh, he hates rats.
This guy is the first character I ever played since Fhuri who seems to
have really strong opinions about what he will and will not do. I'm
really getting into the roleply aspect with this fellow. He insists
that he has no need for armor whatsoever, and he distains the use of a
shield. He's terribly vain (spent his first paycheck on a set of
exquisite clothes), but he also doesn't want to look like he's looking
for a fight. Because assassins attack him in his sleep he understood
the need for one decent weapon, and some good defense spells like
paralyze and reflect. He refuses to carry around vulger things like
lockpicks, but I finally convinced him to wear an opening amulet, and by
golly, to use it now and then.
Luc hates to steal. He makes money by soultrapping, and he's very good
at it. He'd always prefer a peaceful solution, and because he's so
likeable and persuesive he often has that choice, even when others
don't.
Because his enemies are affilitated with the other Great Houses, he
decided to join House Telvanni, and despite their weirdness and general
amorality, he recieved a warm welcome, and soon found powerful friends
there. He just keeps quiet about his slave-freeing hobby around them.
He innocently joined Mage's guild, before he realized that there was a
rivalry between the guild and his chosen House. Imagine his peculiar
mixture of emotions when the guild steward asked him to sniff out a
Telvanni spy. He decided to go ahead and ask around, thinking that he
was perhaps looking for himself. LOL Luckily he found evidence that
drew attention to someone other than himself... poor boob. But Luc felt
strongly motivated to stay deep undercover, so yes, he fingered a
Telvanni brother. Fortunately, the Telvanni are generally so indiffernt
about in-house loyalty that he felt sure it wouldn't become an issue.
Mages guild, OTOH are more picky about such things.
LOL
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