Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140210211511/@comment-26189258-20140213172512

Dee.jango.988 wrote: Dee.jango.988 wrote: (Don't I look stupid)

"This is Great news! Elrohir will be Delighted to hear this!" Elimil said "I must rescue my Brother Elrohir, he's still in Kvatch, then, we must get an 'Elixir of the Cured'... Unless you happen to have one?" He asked. Eilynn stood there, she looked at her hand, she couldn't believe how bad it felt before, and how well it felt now. She then looked at Elimil, and bit her lip

(Smooch ma dear lad, I am still waiting...)

( In my last post imagine I actually did know where the seer lived and told you guys where she lived? K )

Name: 'Grandma Chloe'

Race: Breton

Gender: Female

Class: Seer/Psychic/Shapeshifter.

Weapons: Wand. Club.

Armour and appearance: https://www.google.co.nz/url?sa=i&rct=j&q=Old+soreress&source=images&cd=&docid=E4L3_o282OSwJM&tbnid=llF0pFE-5mZUrM:&ved=0CAUQjRw&url=http%3A%2F%2Fladylavona.blogspot.com%2F2009_02_01_archive.html&ei=8vz7UpzELeHT0QX734HADA&psig=AFQjCNGRbPHPTljt0tEkLc1ALhwjysXWjg&ust=1392332317976592. ( The third pic down in the black dress. But a lot older and a 'lil' shorter.)

Backstory: She is a reclusive old hermit. She is a seer. She puts Cicero to shame in terms of craziness. She is good at heart. Sheogorath has nothing to do with her crazy'pantsness. Dis bitches magic is impressive for an old lady. Now that that's done I'm gonna try to write a real story for her...

Long ago in an age well since past, there was a small town located in the middle of a mountain range. The village was famous for being the most prosperous despite being the smallest. One day a tribe of over one hundred goblins attacked the town. The townspeople in an instant began to flee fearing for their life and safety. Every one fled to the capital of the kingdom to seek shelter and possible reinforcements. Except A young Witch, A noble warrior, An extrordinary archer. And an enchantress who would later become Elsa's great great grandmother. The goblins in their bravado thought the small group of Heroes were barely a threat. How wrong they were, for when the party attacked the goblins had Met a force worth reckoning with. A battle erupted, which lasted Two days and two nights. The goblins were defeated all of them dead. They were hailed as heroes, This caught the attention of the deadra. To all of the heroes the deadra did tempt, But the heroes remained steadfast in their honor and refused the Demons offerings of great power, Wealth and other things. Over the course of time they settled down an had familys. They had Retired from adventuring and Beast slaying.. All but one, The young witch who, after the Battle was offered to help train a younger generation of mages. And she accepted but she always felt that her life was meaningless. One day she traveled out into a great forest Which would later become Whiterun. Whilst in the forest She stumbled apon an Ancient tome of knowledge. In it it explained how One could live for As long as they wanted. The only catch was she had to make sure for as long as she lived the book was not destroyed. She did the spell within the book. And then she outlived all her friends and family. She, then in her grief retreated into the southern parts of her land which would later be known as skyrim. She now lives in her cottage in the woods rarely venturing far from her secluded area. ( yeah I know terrible but sure y'know yerself)

Personality: Crazy. Motherly. Loving. Wise.

Allegiance: She doesn't concern her self with such matters.