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Name: Naerion "Bonemask" Exul (Formerly: Nelthar)

Race: Imperial/Breton

Gender: Male

Age: 51

Appearance: Naerion has black unkempt hair and red flaring eyes. His face has been unknown as of 207 where he chose to mask his face, some within his former order even believe his face and his mask have merged over the 40 years since then

Skills: Master Conjuration, Expert Destruction/Illusion, Adept One-handed/Enchanting/Light Armor

Spells: Summon Dremora Lord, Invisibility, Dead Thrall, Mayhem, Frenzy, Rally, Fireball, Lightning Bolt.

Powers: Voice of the Emperor, Magic Resist, Hypnosis (he can keep up to four people under hypnosis at once. Once someone is hypnotized they will stay that way until released by Naerion. Forcibly removing the hypnosis form a person has the potential to break the hypnotized individual's mind, there is no guarantee that Naerion's death will break the hypnosis.)

Equipment: Naerion's mask, it has eyeholes allowing him to hypnotize even when wearing it, as his power is contained in either eye. Black armor made of Elven Armor and Leather with multiple swirls adorining it, it has a cloth tasset hanging from his hip, his belt is adorned with a purple gem.

Faction/Role in Faction: The Nelthar Organization(Head Family, Formerly), the Bonemask Pirates(Captain)

Bio: Naerion was for a time, public enemy number one. he was to be imprisoned but after his ancestor Nelthro Kanir, pleaded with the Emperor, and the Nelthar Organization was allowed to keep him in County Kaniros, their personal county in the Jerall Mountains.

However Naerion, as a Head Family member had a lot of pull within the Organization and aided by his faction he escaped into the west, heading out at sea ny recovering the ship of the Kanir Family, named The Ultima like it's first owner, it's a triple-decker Galleon with multiple cannons, it's old but still sails as it was specifically crafted to stand the test of time.

Name: Jerod "Wolfson" Kanir

Race: Nord

Gender: Male

Age: 25

Appearance: Jerod is on the Shorter side of the average, he has black hair and brown eyes, On his arm is an oddly shaped birthmark. He has an array of scars along his body, most prominently one under his left eye and a cross-shaped next to his mouth.

Skills: Master Alteration, Expert Athletics/Hand-to-Hand, Adept One-handed/Sneak/Destruction

Spells: Telekinesis, Paralyze, Flame Shield, Beast of Burden,Water Breathing, Sea Stride, Fireball, Chain Lightning.

Powers: Battle Cry, Resist Frost, Sand Magic, Jerod can control many very small objects at once, like grains of sand. He can use these for almost anything he sees fit, the more sand he's surrounded with, the stronger he is, though he is not as powerful as his master Xeraz yet as him specifically would not be able to reach the sand on the seafloor.

Equipment: He wears a brown long coat, over lighter brown tunic and green pants, his boots are leather and his hands and wrists are wrapped in bandages. On his left shoulder is the mark of Arkay and on his right lapel the Symbol of the Nelthar Organization. On his back is a large clay gourd filled with Sand.

Faction/Role in Faction: The Nelthar Organization(Master, Discipline path), Kanir Family.

Bio: His parents were murdered in front of him, and he's been a little unhinged ever since. He was taken from Honorhall by a Nelthar Shade called Siva, He was lead to County Kaniros and trained by Xeraz, a sand mage as she was described as.

The majority of their training took place in Hammerfell due to the abundance of Sand, where he was thought to ruthlessly kill, Xeraz slowly twisting the mind of the young boy, for years he was trained to feel no remorse for anyone but himself and his organization, due to this lack of Compassion, when Naerion escaped, Jerod was most likely to be able to Execute him, and so he is sent to Anvil to hire a ship with a bloated coin purse and multiple large pots and a gourd filled with sand from hammerfell.

Name: Unknown Nicknamed "Dursos"

Race: Breton(undead)

Gender: Female

Age: 37(Breton) 4000-5000 years old(Blade)

Appearance: Dursos is actually not the name of the Breton herself, but the sword she wields. A Ktana kept in a red, black and gold sheath. The actual blade appears black normally but in moonlight it attains a firepattern down the middle, with a blue hue.

The wielder appears as a young woman with long white hair and red eyes, it is unknown if she was born like this or if it came ofer the centuries she has been under the power of the blade. she has a constant emotionless look to her face.

Skills(1 Master, 2 Expert, 3 Adept): Master One-Handed, Expert Light Armor/Sneak, Adept Speech/Atheltics/Acrobatics

Spells: none

Powers: Magic Resist, Dragonskin, Curse: Take Over. Whoever draws blood by the Blade, shall have their mind taken and be cursed by the blade to carry it for eternity, Dursos power allows him to invade the wielder's mind, it devours the mind and takes over the body using the wielder as a host to speak with what it calls mortals.

Equipment: Black armor in the color of the Dark Brotherhood.

Faction/Role in Faction: Dragon Cult(Formerly),Morag Tong(Formerly),Dark Brotherhood(Formerly), Empire(Formerly), Nelthar Organization(Formerly)

Bio: Few can claim a longer and bloodier history than that of Dursos, a cursed blade from the distant past. It does not know who forged it or how it came to be, but neither does it care. It has long since lost it's purpose and now only wishes to find a suitable host and find a new purpose, his various hosts have had many different jobs through the Eras. Using the connections of previous hosts to make his way in the world. He joined a Pirate Crew under the guise of his host, looking for a better host among the crew.