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Cindaia decided that instead of continuing to her hunting spot she was going to ride North and rest in Whiterun. Mounting her horse she went back east through the barely used roads before having to suddenly stop. Right infront of her were two men wearing black robes. One was holding a rather...

Cindaia shrugged and walked off into the wood to her horse, deciding she had the wrong person but felt as if the people she had spoken to would have some effect later. She regained her gear and climbed onto her horse, deciding to ride for the Rift to do some hunting at her usual grounds where...

"Then it seems we may be in trouble." Cindaia replied. "I've been told to strike down the servant of Molag Bal to stop a great catastrophe that will be brought upon the earth. How and where did you get that ring?" She sheathed Elucidator and approached the reanimated corpse, plunging her...

Cindaia stood up, her hair falling along her shoulders and back. She pushed her hand out towards the corpse, casting her reanimation spell to give it movement. "Which one of you is the servant of Molag Bal?" Cindaia asked as her eyes darted between the two. Drawing her Elucidator sword in one...

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Cindaia would be pretending to be barely concious. She'd weakly point towards the body in the middle of the road as if to try and tell them to head towards it. She says in a weak voice "H-Him." On closer inspection Cindaia would appear to have no wound and just blood on her body, her left arm...

Cindaia woke up knowing her plan. She knew what plan of the many she had thought up would be best and knew exactly how to pull it off. Waking up early as she usually did due to her condition making sleeping hard for her outside of her usual dwellings she packed up camp and climbed on her horse...

After listening in for a while and hearing them mention Falkreath, Cindaia knew where she was to go next. AFter heading to the room she had bought for the night she packed up all of her equipment and changed her clothes back to her original attire of light, but strong, black armor over black...

Name: Cindaia Herecus Age: 25 Weight: 115lbs Height: 5" 7' Personality: Quiet, secretive. She often is seen in the shadows of taverns in between observing her target. She is usually the quietest in the room, her preferred methods are clean ranging from knifes to bows and only using more...

Cindaia Herecus had been waiting for a while. It was one of her specialties. She was used to the splitting cold of Skyrim, having known it her whole life. It affected her yes but not as much as non residents. She'd been in the dark corner by Radiant Raiment for a while, watching and waiting for...

Hello I'm Lawson also known as Blake. I'm looking for someone to do some 1 on 1 roleplay with me partly to get me used to the site and mainly to roleplay. I started roleplay in video games and am just starting to get into forum roleplay too. My preferences for themes are: All genders are...