Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20141021223709/@comment-32420582-20141026105225

Qa'do got the letter and rose an eyebrow as he read it, Qa'do considered it for a moment, then the thought difted to his mind that he'll need to money. Qa'do grabbed more paper and wrote;

''I am a mercenary, I will accept the job, but, I think we can strike a deal; I help you, you help me if we survive. It will beifit both parties, anyway, what is the job? I can finish it myself is need be. I am still a stranger to Skyrim, so, I will take a cart there ASAP once I get a reply. If you are wondering who I extactly am I will send a dossier with this.''

Qa'do grabbed a spare journal he had and wrote down neatly;

Name: Qa'do {Not my real name.}

Age: 18

Gender: Male

'Class': Warrior that uses healing magic

''Combat style: Two-handed and One-handed sword fighting, goes in agressive and leaves no survivors, unless asked to leave a certain one alive. Becomes more agressive when two moons are out, loses mind when the third moon appears.''

Titles: Unknown-Warrior, Warrior of the Unknown, Qa'do, Betrayer, Merc

Ablities: Night vision, Guard of the moon (Only few know this ablity), Beast spirit

Family:

Father - Unknown - Pressumed dead

Mother - Unknown - Pressumed dead

Brother - The mane of the Khajiit (leader)

Sister - Alisa'jo - Dead

Gear: Steel armor that covers all parts of my body, Ebony mask that heavily ressembles a Dragon, Dwemer blade reinforced with Ebony, Dwemer sheild reinforced with ebony, cravings of three moons on chest plate.

Qa'do handed them to the messenger and sent them away to send the message.