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Name: Carden

Race: Nord

Gender: Male

Age: Early 30's

Appearance: Long, blonde hair. Anchor beard. Wears a red hoodless cloak over his normal clothes. (Or look here.)

Godly Parent: Herma-Mora

Skills(1 Master, 2 Expert, 3 Adept): Speechcraft (M)

Spells(0/8): None

Powers(Racial + 1 Inherited Power): "Use of the Forbidden Knowledge" - Using a chosen way to express himself (signs, voice or facial expressions), the child of Hermaeus Mora can curse or bless some chosen people around him. He draws this power from Apocrypha and so, after use, the child needs to go into Hermaeus' realm to charge it again.

Abilities (2 Inherited Abilities): "Knowledge of Aeons" - He is capable of using the knowledge he acquires. For instance, striking an enemy in their weak spot after analysis or hitting the bull's eye of a target after watching a marksman doing it. "Master of Minds" - His mind is shielded from others, where others are very succeptible to his.

Equipment: Lute, Black Book 'The Nameless City'.

Faction/Role in Faction: Renowned Bard

Bio: Carden's story is a complete mystery, but one thing is known... He is a renowned and very famous self-taught bard whom never once stepped onto the grounds of any bard school and that makes him hated amongst his kind. He is a storyteller and has an amazing voice, said to be capable of calming down dragons. If asked, he'll say he is of skaalic origins and the accent can back him up, but whether it is all an act or is indeed true remains to be discovered.

He travels everywhere, never once settling down. He's an obvious silver-tongue, womanizer and still it doesn't stop him from doing what he pleases. Secretely, his journeys have only one meaning: acquire knowledge by all means necessary.

Much like his father, he'll do anything to get the knowledge he wants and also, like his father, Carden works in mischievous ways.



<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:14px;">Name: Panmoneius Mortus

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:14px;">Race: Difficult to say, but looks like an imperial...or maybe a nord.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:14px;">Gender: Male

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:14px;">Age: Unkown

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:14px;">Appearance: Pale, sick and weak. Hunchback and constantly coughing.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:14px;">Height: 5'5

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:14px;">Weight: 130lbs

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:14px;">Godly Parent: Peryite

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:14px;">Powers: "Adjust to Normality" - He can take the form of a puny human, since his true form is that of a colossal diseased golem.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:14px;">Abilities: "Plagued Aura" - He is also carrier of countless diseases and occasionaly spread them around unintentionally, which happens in a much more dangerous pace when he is in his true form. "Rot" - While he is in his true form, a green fog of rot surrounds him and poisons anyone who approaches. This can be directed inwards as a way to heal himself.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:14px;">Gear: Dark green robes, cane.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:14px;">Faction / Role in Faction: The Four Horsemen

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:14px;margin-bottom:0px!important;">Bio: Pan is the Son of Peryite and he was once a very devoted follower and priest of his father. That was true until a weird event took place inside Peryite's shrine, corrupting the once obedient Priest.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:14px;margin-bottom:0px!important;">Panmoneius has roamed Tamriel ever since that day, unknowingly spreading incurable diseases and raining pragues which decimated villages. His motives are unknown, much like the fact that he is responsible for such horrible things.

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<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">Name: Bouros

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">Race: Imperial/Redguard apparently.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">Gender: Male

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">Age: Unknown, but physically he appears to be around his 30's.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">Appearance: Incredibly muscular, long raven hair. Tanned complexity, mostly hairless body. (Take a look!)

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">Godly Parent: Satakal

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">Skills(1 Master, 2 Expert, 3 Adept): Unknown.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">Spells(0/8): None

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">Powers(Racial + 1 Inherited Power): "Sole King of the Snakes" - There is only and was only one child of Satakal...and that shall remain true until the end of days.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">Abilities (2 Inherited Abilities): "Curse of the Neverending Death" - The children of Satakal are cursed by their father to do as the God did to the worlds: die and reborn. Every day of their lives they suffer a painful and horrible death only to be reborn a few moments later, refreshed and well. This process is very tasking and as such it might implicate in a loss of memory of those cursed by it. "Viperish Hunger" - The children of Satakal are also cursed with inhuman hunger, from where they gain both weakness and strength. As the hunger subsides, they tend to be mentally healthier and more humane in all ways, but when they are not satiated, the children of Satakal become physically stronger, even being able to crush rocks or bend steel barehanded, unfortunately with the hunger they also tend to lose their capacity to think properly.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">Equipment: Glorious Loincloth.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">Faction/Role in Faction: None.

<p style="font-weight:normal;font-size:14px;line-height:22px;margin-bottom:0px!important;">Bio: Bouros' story is unknown even by himself. He roams aimlessly throughout Tamriel, dying every single day in the most ridiculous manners, specially by a person of his appearance. Most of the times, Bouros barely remembers who he is and what he truly is...a quite unique halfgod.