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Name: Rialor Velandil

Race: Imperial/Dunmer Half-Breed

Gender: Male

Age: ~17

Date of Birth: 14th of Evening Star

Appearance

Weapons: An old bow, scavenged ebony dagger

Skills: Sneak, Archery, Alchemy

Attire: A dark leather tunic, a black scarf, with padded trousers and leather boots.

Power(s):

-Ancestor's Wrath

-Adrenaline Rush: Briefly gets a severe burst of energy, enabling Rialor to escape fights quickly

Item(s): Some poisons, rope, food rations

Resistances: Fire, Poison damage

Weaknesses: Malnourishement, stubbornness, grey morals

Bio/Backstory: A bastard child between a married Dunmer artisan from Narsis and an Imperial diplomat, Rialor was generally considered as a nuisance between the two's affair. After the Dunmer artisan's wife found out he was having an affair, she gave him the ultimatum of giving up the child or leaving her forever, as they were not financially stable enough to support Rialor. Seeing nothing else to do in the situation, the artisan sent Rialor to the Narsis orphanage where he endured severe neglect due to the overcrowding of the facility. He was often passed between foster homes but inevitably returning back to the orphanage, having to fend for himself amongst the other children. Living there for the majority of his life, he saught an escape by taking on small jobs, illegal or not, getting himself tangled with the local law enforcement. He was scolded by the orphanage, and just before being forced out, the Great Eruption occured.

Still a young man, nearly adult, he was forced to survive the wastes of his homeland alone with only the occasional traveler to assist him. He had to make his own living by resorting to scavenging and stealing materials from survivor settlements, and since has been alone. After leaving the Orphanage, Rialor had to endure a tough transition from a semi-dependance on the staff there to a vagrant trying to survive in a nearly inhospitable wasteland.

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Name: Theon Lauverent, AKA "The Sentinel of Stormhaven"

Race: Breton

Gender: Male

Age: Unknown, presumably late 20s-early 30s

Date of Birth: 1st of Sun's Dusk

Appearance

Weapons: A tempered steel shortsword, silver dagger, magic

Skills: Destruction, one handed, alteration, light armor

Attire: See appearance

Power(s):

-Dragonskin

-Magnus's blessing: Can regenerate magicka at 3x normal speed when activated, lasts for 15 seconds

-Vigilante's Ward: Absorbs 5% of incoming physical damage for 20 seconds, before being released as a brief shockwave of energy, stunning nearby enemies

Item(s): Health potions, various magical scrolls

Resistances: Racial resistance, speech checks

Weaknesses: Risk-taker, self-righteous, vengeful

Bio/Backstory: Not very much is known about Theon besides his alias and actions. He spends most of his days righting wrongs no matter the cost, which seems to have started at a young age due to being the child of two prudish politicians. His legacy throughout the region of Stormhaven by eliminating corruption and exposing huge scandals of infighting gave him the nickname of The Sentinel of Stormhaven, though his identity remained largely a mystery save for brief glimpses of his face. His means of training were unknown, though it is suspected that he had studied alongside various mages and warriors in order to hone his skills. Again, many of his records are hidden or simply do not exist, leaving him to be little more than a supposed figure for the people

He migrated to Morrowind where he was offered a contract to take care of corrupt house individuals, where the mountain soon erupted. Since then, his goals have been to assist the people living there and defending them from bandits and looters. Since then, those in High Rock have labeled him as dead, and he now lives under the radar as an underground vigilante.