Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150618162258/@comment-5614539-20150626112646

Name: Olivier Charron (French Names :P)

Sex: Male

Race: (Beware that Orcs will face racism) Breton (Abnormally tall, standing at the height of a Nord.)

Age: 24

Appearance: | I'm still not entirely happy with this, but it'll do.

Skills: Destruction, Blade, Alteration, Light Armour

Equipment and misc. items:  [http://static-8.nexusmods.com/15/mods/110/images/35153-2-1366705011.jpg | The centre one but with red instead of green. It's armour plated, though that is not inherently obvious.] A black cloak also. [

Spells: Fireball, Telekinesis, Chain Lightning, Open Lock, Ice Storm, Fire Storm, Heat Blast, Scorching Blow (Latter three are all from Oblivion), Incinerate, Frostbite

Powers/Abilities: Amplificatioon: (At times of extreme stress, a strange energy rises within Olivier, allowing him to move much faster and hit much harder for a brief period of time.) (Keep them within reason)

Backstory: When Olivier was at the age of 2, he was taken from his farming family as tribute by a group of roaming warriors, the Lions of High Rock. Although most of these children were left as sacrifices to the cultic War Gods the Lions worshipped, their leader, a Dunmer, took particular intertest in young Olivier, and trained him personally. It quickly became evident as to why he did this, as Olivier was clearly both gifted and talented with a strong affinity for destructive magic, and for weapons. After intense training, Olivier's skills were honed. But then late one evening, a war-party of Orcs fell upon the Lions, slaughtering them all but for Olivier, who took his vengeance upon the rest of the party, before travelling south, to attempt to enact his revenge on the whole of the Orsikmer.