Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20150810194031/@comment-24141785-20150811004218

Name: Shael Gilnur

Race: Dunmer

Gender: Male

Age:  25

Class: Nightblade

Height/Weight: 6'0, 180lb

Appearance: Shael

Equipment: SteelArmour,  Armour, a black longsword, a black claymore.

Powers(Racial+1): Racial

Skills(1 Master, 2 Expert, 3 Adept): Conjuration (M), Destruction & Blade (E), Heavy Armour, Speech & Restoration (A).

Spells(8 max): Summon Flame Thrall, Fireball, Wall of Flames, Grand Healing, Heal Other.

Noteworthy (fears, hobbies):  Shael enjoys reading and writing, and always considered becoming a writer. He has a resentment for Argonians, but if they treat him without savagery and aid him he can come to accept them as an acquaintance or even a friend. He has a fear of spiders, and will repeatedly fire spells until it dies and burns.

Bio: Born in the city of Blackight, Shael grew up into a family of worshippers. They worshipped the Reclamations and he spent much time at the temple. The Dunmer grew to respect and admire the Daedra abundantly, hoping one day he could become their right hand man. This peaceful life lasted for many years, until the temple was attacked and his parents killed when he was 14.

Lost and without guidance, Shael travelled across Morrowind, eventually finding himself in Vrdenfell. There, he found himself on the doorstep of a Telvanni stronghold, who eventually accepted him after much arguing. He was taught many arcane skills, advancing heavily in his Conjuration. This life continued for a few more years until he eventually met up with a mercenary group whom he joined.

They travelled around Tamriel, from Cyrodil to Hammerfell. Over the course of several years he made quite a name for himself. It was until a certain trip to Skyrim that the Reclamations came to him in his sleep. Azura, Melphala and Boethia soothed him, and promised him that if he could prove his loyalty he could become their champion; their zealot. Shael obliged, completing their unethical task. For the next few years he completed the tasks of the Daedra, fulfilling their desire and preserving their worship. He particular was fond of Azura, and wished nothing more than to live with her in her realm, Moonshine.

The mercenary group slowly died off, until the remaining were killed in attack in Morrowind. Wishing to defend Azura and the Reclamations worship in Skyrim he decided to head there. A week after he crossed the border a vigilant hunted him down, having heard tales of Azura's Zealot. After a long and tiring fight the vigilant managed to slay Shael, the man dying from wounds.