JudeMcMayhem
Chieftain
ok i will give it another shot:
the story is gonna be about jude mc mayhem and HIS FRIENDS & FOES.
fill out THIS FORM if you want in:
Name: Jude Mc Mayhem
Gender: Male
Race: Nord
Age: 16
Personality: (important) unpleasant, laughs at wierd stuff and tries to get on everyones nerves, yet in battle the best man to have by your side. is happy as long as his tummy is filled and can get really pissed off if the money ran out.
Class: (1 of these list http://www.uesp.net/wiki/Oblivion:Classes) Barbarian
the 4 below this should add up to 7skills!!!
Weapon skills: long sword, blunt weapons & hand to hand
uses shield: Yes (yes/no)
armor skills: Light (light/heavy/none at all)
special skills: (like sneaking... and buff like )
the 4 above ones together should be 7 skills!!!
outfit: (if you want to wear specific stuff add this) btw i decide what gets in and what not.
plot: how he got into the story (just a few tips and ill make a story)
(this is waht youll use from now on to tell me what you want your char to do, what to be like) eg. Jude Mc Mayhem gets into the story by saving swift wind from bandits, seems a bit gloomy but nice.
the answers are examples you can delete those.
its like this each day or once in a few days i write a new part. inbetween that period you guys give me some stuff you want YOUR char to do. ill try to mix that into the story and you get a nice story out of it which yall will enjoy i hope.
here comes the kickoff and for yalls reading pleasure ill check for gramar.
The tale of Jude Mc Mayhem, the Nord Mercenary.
Hmmm, yep this is it this is the life, also away from all the adventuring going about now with those oblivion gates and that Nervarine over in morrowind. In my time that was different, here in my woodland outpost I can get to rest, its one of the less inhabited parts of cyrodiil: “the west weald. And most of it is mine too, mine by right that is. I’ve got the deeds to prove it!!! Given to me by the emperor himself, why??? Ill tell you why but its quite a long tale, still interested??? Ok I will tell you the tale of Jude Mc Mayhem.
The story begins with a really meagre child hood in the mean streets of what the imperials call the cheydinhall city. An 8 years old kid, mother was a murdered whore, father was some kind of mercenary who was never at home and when he was he would beat the crap out of the boy, the kid had a lot of bad experiences on the streets like the local kids gang always beating him up; we don’t like woodelfs the leader would say before they beat him up and robbed him clean again. My friend swift wind was that kid. One day he decided to try and get out of town: ‘life must be much better in the imperial city or at least the local gang ain’t there”. So he took his 1 gold and 5 apples and started the trip, all the way to the west, he had stolen a card of cyrodiil from a shop keeper once, also he grabbed a butter knife he once found laying round but had hidden since that day.
Now he was all packed and ready to go.
The first obstacle to conquer was the way out of the city, the gates where closed and the guards wouldn’t let anyone pass, totally not a little boy who looked like he hadn’t had a bath in weeks (which was true of course). And there where no sewers showing this was not such a big town and it had a small river going though it all the way from lake Arrius to the north the to the reed river to the south. Since the count of the city really didn’t think anyone was stupid enough to go out of town that way and since he actually didn’t care so much that exit way was unguarded, by guards that is. The place where the river went through the wall was the hide out of the local kids gang who always used to beat me up so I had a choice: 1: sneaking past them and going into the water really silent hoping I wouldn’t wake them, 2:l like 1 but then including robbing them for a change 3: going in using my butter knife on the leader and hoping the rest would flee. I went for option 2 since I had build quite some sneaking skills by then. How do you think I ever could’ve stolen that map otherwise…
There he was moment supreme 5 feet away from the first kid, he gently snuck upon him and checked his goodie bag in it where 2 loafs of bread and 5 coins so he took the bread and the coins and went onto the next of a total of 5 kids at that spot. Then I saw him, he was standing watching the river as if he was waiting for something to happen. Maybe they expected me maybe not, but best to try and get rid of that guy first, so he took a small rock and threw it into the water; “plomp” the kid walked into the water and he followed him then when he stood still checking his surroundings for what he had heard he was behind him, rose from the water and grabbed him by the mouth too keep him quiet and pulled him on shore. There he took the rope which held his pants up and used it to bind his arms, then he placed a rock in his mouth and used a piece of fabric to keep it in place this kid wasn’t going to be a bother anymore he only looked scared or mad I don’t know. Anyways he checked his pockets and found a dazzling 10 gold pieces and a few berries. Onto the others but all of his pockets where all full so he decided to just grab the biggest bag there was and get the hell out before anyone would wake up, hmm weird the biggest bag was with the biggest guy who was also the leader of the gang.. well since he already didn’t like the woodelfs swift wind decided to give him another reason to hate his kind. he took the bag and quickly wrote a note (yes he could write) : “’serves you right, the wood elf’ and also left a piece of fabric from my clothes which still had some blood from one of the times they beat me up. Then he went out.
After a short swim he came on land and said to himself: “hmm what to do what to do, where the heck is the west, maybe I had better waited till sunrise to see which way I should go”. Then he remembered that there was a stable at the west end of town so he started rounding the walls. Kind of stupid actually; walls that can hold of armies but this little beggar just walks underneath them without anyone seeing him. The I heard a sound, no a voice rather a really soft voice, but it was a very low voice too so whispering didn’t go off the owner well. Then I saw an orc and it was a big one, he was on the wall and I didn’t see any guards he let down a rope. Then I saw the other orc, this one I recognised it was a maiden orc named
Oghash gra-Magul a girl of 9 years old, she worked for the orum gang or at least that’s what swift wind had heard. Best to stay out of trouble and swift wind didn’t like the girl anyways so he just waited till they where gone the big guy back to where ever behind the wall and oghash into the unknown wilderness. Now with that problem out of the way swiftie finished his walk around the walls when he reached the stables: “now all I have to do is go down that road my back facing the city and ill arrive in the imperial city in no time”. Or so he thought…
The walk down the road was an easy walk but since our small wood elf hadn’t slept for the night he was quite tired. And the inevitable happened 15 miles out of the city bounds swift was to tired to go on any longer so he had to find a place to sleep. “hmm hey there is a landmark on my map, harm’s folly, hmm maybe I can sleep there”. So our young adventurer went over to the golly which turned out to be a farm, oddly enough the owner was not called harm he had another name which I cant seem to remember, it was a nice farm; a family of three: husband wife and grandpa. Fortunately gramp’s was called harm so that solved the mystery. The man was rather grumpy, but the woman made up for that once she saw poor swift wind her motherly instincts rand wild. 5 days later our good friend was put in a nice shirt all clean, shoes which where uneasy but better then open feet and some breeches which where a bit too big for his size also the butter knife was there replaced by a kitchen knife. Still not much to look at but better then the one he had before. After those five days he told the family about his plan of going to the big city and showed the map: ‘im not sure why the ground is colored differently here but I guess it wont be a big problem’ but the man of the house told swift wind that that was the nibeney basin which surrounded the imperial city isle.
Auch that was a setback for good old swiftie but it was not undoable to walk a bit more and it was also the way he met me.
Yea I guess you guys already had figured it out swift wind isn’t the main character in this little story the hero of this here tale is me but without swiftie there wouldn’t have been a great hero Jude Mc Mayhem, or at least not the way I am now.
On the way to the imperial city suddenly a cat-man clothed in leather walked upto swift wind, as fast as humanly possible swiftie pulled his kitchen knife, the brigand pulled out a bow. Hold it right there you little punk don’t move a muscle or ill be putting an arrow through it, he said. Then there was a heluva lot of noise, it sounded like a battle cry but the voice which was shouting it couldn’t make the tones required to make it sound impressive. A young nord came running up the back of the brigand, he couldn’t have been older then 16 and yet he just ran in there with little attention for the huge disadvantage the brigand turned around and was just able to block the opening blow.
And now the battle begun in earnest; Swift wind thought he had an opening and tried to drive the kitchen knife up the spine of the brigand, but somehow the brigand noticed or he wanted to get rid of him first before concentrating on the nord, because he turned around put the bow on his back and pulled a sword. Now he was both bigger then swiftie and he also had a bigger weapon, swiftie was doomed. But the enormous courage of the nord, or the huge amount of stupidity, required for a very dangerous attack: the nord named jude ran up to the cat-man and grabbed him in the neck, pulled him backwards and kicked him in the butt, now the brigand was forced down with his chest facing sky and Jude took his free right hand which had wielded the shortsword, which he wielded as if it was a longsword, and he put the naked metal against the neck of the cat-man and said: ‘now hush little kitty don’t you cry everything’s gonna be alright’ and he used the nod of the handle to knock the cat-man unconscious.
Immediately Jude began pulling off the leather armor the brigand had been wearing, swift wind walked up to him and said: ‘hey aint that leather a bit too big for you??’ jude replied oh yes it is but im not gonna let this brigand have it either. Then swift winds eyes fell on a dagger which was on the belt of the brigand: ‘can I have that dagger???’. This one? Oh sure here ya go that’s a bit better than that kitchen knife of yours. "Jude Mc Mayhem soon to be hero and full time adventurer pleased to meet you". While hiding the dagger in my shirt in a conveniently placed sheath swift replied: ‘Swift Wind the wood elf pleased to meet you and by the way your not a SOON TO BE hero anymore hehe’. The conversation went on about cows & calfs and some local mumbo jumbo until both asked what the other was doing here In the first place.
As for swift we already know. But jude had an interesting story of his own: he was an orphan but too wild for any orphans home too keep him so at quite young age, probably around 16, he went out into the wild to learn the lands, now that swift took a good look at him he could see the traces for outdoor life: he wore a hunters pants & moccasins no chest coverage other than two crossed bandoliers 1 having the sheath of a longsword which he used for his shortsword and the other wore an arrow container with around 25 arrows in it and the bow hanging across it. Long blonde hair onto his shoulders, partly tied together by a ritual hair band pulling part of judes hair into a pony tail which wasn’t a ponytail because it fell along with the other hairs, small blue eyes which where scanning the area constantly and a huge smirk al over his face. Your quite a small wood elf aren’t you? From that moment on I decided we would be best friends.
that was it (first person joining will be SWIFTIE, unless asked he/she doesnt want to be)
ok join in!!!
for those who are slow the first thing you do is fill out the form and then you give me stuff you want in the story each period.
-Jude
P.S. i hope it works this time
the story is gonna be about jude mc mayhem and HIS FRIENDS & FOES.
fill out THIS FORM if you want in:
Name: Jude Mc Mayhem
Gender: Male
Race: Nord
Age: 16
Personality: (important) unpleasant, laughs at wierd stuff and tries to get on everyones nerves, yet in battle the best man to have by your side. is happy as long as his tummy is filled and can get really pissed off if the money ran out.
Class: (1 of these list http://www.uesp.net/wiki/Oblivion:Classes) Barbarian
the 4 below this should add up to 7skills!!!
Weapon skills: long sword, blunt weapons & hand to hand
uses shield: Yes (yes/no)
armor skills: Light (light/heavy/none at all)
special skills: (like sneaking... and buff like )
the 4 above ones together should be 7 skills!!!
outfit: (if you want to wear specific stuff add this) btw i decide what gets in and what not.
plot: how he got into the story (just a few tips and ill make a story)
(this is waht youll use from now on to tell me what you want your char to do, what to be like) eg. Jude Mc Mayhem gets into the story by saving swift wind from bandits, seems a bit gloomy but nice.
the answers are examples you can delete those.
its like this each day or once in a few days i write a new part. inbetween that period you guys give me some stuff you want YOUR char to do. ill try to mix that into the story and you get a nice story out of it which yall will enjoy i hope.
here comes the kickoff and for yalls reading pleasure ill check for gramar.
The tale of Jude Mc Mayhem, the Nord Mercenary.
Hmmm, yep this is it this is the life, also away from all the adventuring going about now with those oblivion gates and that Nervarine over in morrowind. In my time that was different, here in my woodland outpost I can get to rest, its one of the less inhabited parts of cyrodiil: “the west weald. And most of it is mine too, mine by right that is. I’ve got the deeds to prove it!!! Given to me by the emperor himself, why??? Ill tell you why but its quite a long tale, still interested??? Ok I will tell you the tale of Jude Mc Mayhem.
The story begins with a really meagre child hood in the mean streets of what the imperials call the cheydinhall city. An 8 years old kid, mother was a murdered whore, father was some kind of mercenary who was never at home and when he was he would beat the crap out of the boy, the kid had a lot of bad experiences on the streets like the local kids gang always beating him up; we don’t like woodelfs the leader would say before they beat him up and robbed him clean again. My friend swift wind was that kid. One day he decided to try and get out of town: ‘life must be much better in the imperial city or at least the local gang ain’t there”. So he took his 1 gold and 5 apples and started the trip, all the way to the west, he had stolen a card of cyrodiil from a shop keeper once, also he grabbed a butter knife he once found laying round but had hidden since that day.
Now he was all packed and ready to go.
The first obstacle to conquer was the way out of the city, the gates where closed and the guards wouldn’t let anyone pass, totally not a little boy who looked like he hadn’t had a bath in weeks (which was true of course). And there where no sewers showing this was not such a big town and it had a small river going though it all the way from lake Arrius to the north the to the reed river to the south. Since the count of the city really didn’t think anyone was stupid enough to go out of town that way and since he actually didn’t care so much that exit way was unguarded, by guards that is. The place where the river went through the wall was the hide out of the local kids gang who always used to beat me up so I had a choice: 1: sneaking past them and going into the water really silent hoping I wouldn’t wake them, 2:l like 1 but then including robbing them for a change 3: going in using my butter knife on the leader and hoping the rest would flee. I went for option 2 since I had build quite some sneaking skills by then. How do you think I ever could’ve stolen that map otherwise…
There he was moment supreme 5 feet away from the first kid, he gently snuck upon him and checked his goodie bag in it where 2 loafs of bread and 5 coins so he took the bread and the coins and went onto the next of a total of 5 kids at that spot. Then I saw him, he was standing watching the river as if he was waiting for something to happen. Maybe they expected me maybe not, but best to try and get rid of that guy first, so he took a small rock and threw it into the water; “plomp” the kid walked into the water and he followed him then when he stood still checking his surroundings for what he had heard he was behind him, rose from the water and grabbed him by the mouth too keep him quiet and pulled him on shore. There he took the rope which held his pants up and used it to bind his arms, then he placed a rock in his mouth and used a piece of fabric to keep it in place this kid wasn’t going to be a bother anymore he only looked scared or mad I don’t know. Anyways he checked his pockets and found a dazzling 10 gold pieces and a few berries. Onto the others but all of his pockets where all full so he decided to just grab the biggest bag there was and get the hell out before anyone would wake up, hmm weird the biggest bag was with the biggest guy who was also the leader of the gang.. well since he already didn’t like the woodelfs swift wind decided to give him another reason to hate his kind. he took the bag and quickly wrote a note (yes he could write) : “’serves you right, the wood elf’ and also left a piece of fabric from my clothes which still had some blood from one of the times they beat me up. Then he went out.
After a short swim he came on land and said to himself: “hmm what to do what to do, where the heck is the west, maybe I had better waited till sunrise to see which way I should go”. Then he remembered that there was a stable at the west end of town so he started rounding the walls. Kind of stupid actually; walls that can hold of armies but this little beggar just walks underneath them without anyone seeing him. The I heard a sound, no a voice rather a really soft voice, but it was a very low voice too so whispering didn’t go off the owner well. Then I saw an orc and it was a big one, he was on the wall and I didn’t see any guards he let down a rope. Then I saw the other orc, this one I recognised it was a maiden orc named
Oghash gra-Magul a girl of 9 years old, she worked for the orum gang or at least that’s what swift wind had heard. Best to stay out of trouble and swift wind didn’t like the girl anyways so he just waited till they where gone the big guy back to where ever behind the wall and oghash into the unknown wilderness. Now with that problem out of the way swiftie finished his walk around the walls when he reached the stables: “now all I have to do is go down that road my back facing the city and ill arrive in the imperial city in no time”. Or so he thought…
The walk down the road was an easy walk but since our small wood elf hadn’t slept for the night he was quite tired. And the inevitable happened 15 miles out of the city bounds swift was to tired to go on any longer so he had to find a place to sleep. “hmm hey there is a landmark on my map, harm’s folly, hmm maybe I can sleep there”. So our young adventurer went over to the golly which turned out to be a farm, oddly enough the owner was not called harm he had another name which I cant seem to remember, it was a nice farm; a family of three: husband wife and grandpa. Fortunately gramp’s was called harm so that solved the mystery. The man was rather grumpy, but the woman made up for that once she saw poor swift wind her motherly instincts rand wild. 5 days later our good friend was put in a nice shirt all clean, shoes which where uneasy but better then open feet and some breeches which where a bit too big for his size also the butter knife was there replaced by a kitchen knife. Still not much to look at but better then the one he had before. After those five days he told the family about his plan of going to the big city and showed the map: ‘im not sure why the ground is colored differently here but I guess it wont be a big problem’ but the man of the house told swift wind that that was the nibeney basin which surrounded the imperial city isle.
Auch that was a setback for good old swiftie but it was not undoable to walk a bit more and it was also the way he met me.
Yea I guess you guys already had figured it out swift wind isn’t the main character in this little story the hero of this here tale is me but without swiftie there wouldn’t have been a great hero Jude Mc Mayhem, or at least not the way I am now.
On the way to the imperial city suddenly a cat-man clothed in leather walked upto swift wind, as fast as humanly possible swiftie pulled his kitchen knife, the brigand pulled out a bow. Hold it right there you little punk don’t move a muscle or ill be putting an arrow through it, he said. Then there was a heluva lot of noise, it sounded like a battle cry but the voice which was shouting it couldn’t make the tones required to make it sound impressive. A young nord came running up the back of the brigand, he couldn’t have been older then 16 and yet he just ran in there with little attention for the huge disadvantage the brigand turned around and was just able to block the opening blow.
And now the battle begun in earnest; Swift wind thought he had an opening and tried to drive the kitchen knife up the spine of the brigand, but somehow the brigand noticed or he wanted to get rid of him first before concentrating on the nord, because he turned around put the bow on his back and pulled a sword. Now he was both bigger then swiftie and he also had a bigger weapon, swiftie was doomed. But the enormous courage of the nord, or the huge amount of stupidity, required for a very dangerous attack: the nord named jude ran up to the cat-man and grabbed him in the neck, pulled him backwards and kicked him in the butt, now the brigand was forced down with his chest facing sky and Jude took his free right hand which had wielded the shortsword, which he wielded as if it was a longsword, and he put the naked metal against the neck of the cat-man and said: ‘now hush little kitty don’t you cry everything’s gonna be alright’ and he used the nod of the handle to knock the cat-man unconscious.
Immediately Jude began pulling off the leather armor the brigand had been wearing, swift wind walked up to him and said: ‘hey aint that leather a bit too big for you??’ jude replied oh yes it is but im not gonna let this brigand have it either. Then swift winds eyes fell on a dagger which was on the belt of the brigand: ‘can I have that dagger???’. This one? Oh sure here ya go that’s a bit better than that kitchen knife of yours. "Jude Mc Mayhem soon to be hero and full time adventurer pleased to meet you". While hiding the dagger in my shirt in a conveniently placed sheath swift replied: ‘Swift Wind the wood elf pleased to meet you and by the way your not a SOON TO BE hero anymore hehe’. The conversation went on about cows & calfs and some local mumbo jumbo until both asked what the other was doing here In the first place.
As for swift we already know. But jude had an interesting story of his own: he was an orphan but too wild for any orphans home too keep him so at quite young age, probably around 16, he went out into the wild to learn the lands, now that swift took a good look at him he could see the traces for outdoor life: he wore a hunters pants & moccasins no chest coverage other than two crossed bandoliers 1 having the sheath of a longsword which he used for his shortsword and the other wore an arrow container with around 25 arrows in it and the bow hanging across it. Long blonde hair onto his shoulders, partly tied together by a ritual hair band pulling part of judes hair into a pony tail which wasn’t a ponytail because it fell along with the other hairs, small blue eyes which where scanning the area constantly and a huge smirk al over his face. Your quite a small wood elf aren’t you? From that moment on I decided we would be best friends.
that was it (first person joining will be SWIFTIE, unless asked he/she doesnt want to be)
ok join in!!!
for those who are slow the first thing you do is fill out the form and then you give me stuff you want in the story each period.
-Jude
P.S. i hope it works this time
