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Budget Morpheus, soldier #1,128,300 reporting in.
Name: Oreesu Onmarothi.
Gender: FEMALE
Race: Dunmer Role/Occupation: Wanderer, Mercenary, A nightmare.
Age: 300.
Birthsign: MAGE
Attributes: Intelligence, Endurance. Primary Skills: Illusion, Block, Restoration, Short blade, Conjuration.
Secondary Skills: Acrobatics, Security, Speechcraft, Sneak, light armour.
Faction(s): She at the moment is only sided with herself. Religion: triune faith.?
Appearance:
[Damn straight, my bitch is more pretty than yours.] Height: 5,9. Weight: 130. Weapons: Silver sword, Spear.
Armour:
Sexual Preference: Male meri, possibly polygamy.
Likes: Money, learning, Fighting, Integrity, Honor, Wisdom.
Dislikes: Liars, Cheaters, Thieves, Ignorance.
Bio/Backstory: She was born in a large family unit, Consisting of over ten+ dunmer within the family still alive. Most of them were mages, despite some being really poor at it. Because of this, and watching their antics. She found herself interested in wanting to be a mage since age ten. She was mostly interested from her mother, And would usually hide around corners of the house, and fitting herself into strange and odd places nobody would first look at to watch them. She was caught by one of her older brothers, sanvil. Who was considered a mage. Through relentlessness, and determination. She had eventually bugged him enough to listen to her demands, In which she tricked him into a form of contract-esk servitude. The only way out was to teach her magic. After the age of 50, she became a wanderer and left her home to feed her ever growing void of knowledge.
She kept travelling until coming across a small town and becoming a sentry for it, Made a single friend which was a Breton entertainer. they became friends only after 30 years of long distrust. As besides her family, she didn't know anyone whatsoever. But then was attacked by a large group of bandits and they destroyed the town, killed the entertainer, Stole every shiny object that could be found. After that she continued travelling around, even thinking if religion had a answer. Once she hit the prime age of 169, She came across a small group of travelling mercenaries. They would often visit towns, buy equipment, and hunt beasts or bandits. With enough free time she continued learning and practicing magic. She stayed with the mercenaries legitimstely to death. Usually by the time she would actually give a damn about them, most had already been killed off, or dying by old age.
After the band of mercenaries had disbanded due to nobody left alive in it. Oreesu left to the northern region but only met with hostile drunken imperials. She shortly left there after to continually wander around. Training more in her magic when fate allowed. After reaching 300, she had invested some time in towns. She eventually worked at a bar for a time, And hoped to eventually become greater. She usually now spends her time travelling alone, practicing more, And away from imperials. Continually searching for something greater. And praising such a statement to herself. However due to her past, she usually keeps to herself. With more than average distrust of others. However she does stay at a secluded home somewhere in morrowind, where she stores books including of magic when finding or buying one.
She twice killed a thief which that tried stealing what money she had left, and their skull now lies on the end of a spear as a public decoration. And was again robbed by more thieves, all of which she personally hunted down, tortured for her own amusement, and later killed that evening. She also hunts animals for food when she isn't anywhere near a town to buy any. Her house is also easily seen, as one of its many prominent features are skulls of thieves she killed, including some flora and trees. Only occasionally leaving due to living needs, boredom, Or personal business which is ever so rare.
Gender: FEMALE
Race: Dunmer Role/Occupation: Wanderer, Mercenary, A nightmare.
Age: 300.
Birthsign: MAGE
Attributes: Intelligence, Endurance. Primary Skills: Illusion, Block, Restoration, Short blade, Conjuration.
Secondary Skills: Acrobatics, Security, Speechcraft, Sneak, light armour.
Faction(s): She at the moment is only sided with herself. Religion: triune faith.?
Appearance:
Armour:
Sexual Preference: Male meri, possibly polygamy.
Likes: Money, learning, Fighting, Integrity, Honor, Wisdom.
Dislikes: Liars, Cheaters, Thieves, Ignorance.
Bio/Backstory: She was born in a large family unit, Consisting of over ten+ dunmer within the family still alive. Most of them were mages, despite some being really poor at it. Because of this, and watching their antics. She found herself interested in wanting to be a mage since age ten. She was mostly interested from her mother, And would usually hide around corners of the house, and fitting herself into strange and odd places nobody would first look at to watch them. She was caught by one of her older brothers, sanvil. Who was considered a mage. Through relentlessness, and determination. She had eventually bugged him enough to listen to her demands, In which she tricked him into a form of contract-esk servitude. The only way out was to teach her magic. After the age of 50, she became a wanderer and left her home to feed her ever growing void of knowledge.
She kept travelling until coming across a small town and becoming a sentry for it, Made a single friend which was a Breton entertainer. they became friends only after 30 years of long distrust. As besides her family, she didn't know anyone whatsoever. But then was attacked by a large group of bandits and they destroyed the town, killed the entertainer, Stole every shiny object that could be found. After that she continued travelling around, even thinking if religion had a answer. Once she hit the prime age of 169, She came across a small group of travelling mercenaries. They would often visit towns, buy equipment, and hunt beasts or bandits. With enough free time she continued learning and practicing magic. She stayed with the mercenaries legitimstely to death. Usually by the time she would actually give a damn about them, most had already been killed off, or dying by old age.
After the band of mercenaries had disbanded due to nobody left alive in it. Oreesu left to the northern region but only met with hostile drunken imperials. She shortly left there after to continually wander around. Training more in her magic when fate allowed. After reaching 300, she had invested some time in towns. She eventually worked at a bar for a time, And hoped to eventually become greater. She usually now spends her time travelling alone, practicing more, And away from imperials. Continually searching for something greater. And praising such a statement to herself. However due to her past, she usually keeps to herself. With more than average distrust of others. However she does stay at a secluded home somewhere in morrowind, where she stores books including of magic when finding or buying one.
She twice killed a thief which that tried stealing what money she had left, and their skull now lies on the end of a spear as a public decoration. And was again robbed by more thieves, all of which she personally hunted down, tortured for her own amusement, and later killed that evening. She also hunts animals for food when she isn't anywhere near a town to buy any. Her house is also easily seen, as one of its many prominent features are skulls of thieves she killed, including some flora and trees. Only occasionally leaving due to living needs, boredom, Or personal business which is ever so rare.
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