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Name: Orion Vryce

Age: 37

Gender: Male

Race: Imperial

Appearance: Orion is an olive skinned human, stand tall at 6’1”, and weighting 190lbs. His face is square in shape with high-pronounced cheekbones and is rugged beyond his years, telling of his many hardships and sorrows. Having stricken a good balance between athletic abilities and muscular strength his body is slimline although it’s well toned. His hair, which is long and flowing, is a rich brown, and extend halfway down his back. His mustache is the same color, styled in a simple handlebar mustache.

Clothing: He tends to wear grey linens, normally wearing a front laced long sleeve shirt with a sewn in hood and full-length loose fitting cord tied pants.

Armour: Orion has all steel armor, consisting of a blackened chainmail shirt, an engraved cuirass, gutter vambraces, leather gloves, gutter cuisses, gutter greaves, a steel barbuta helm, Attached to his belt are a few pouches that hold various things from coins, tobacco, herbs, spices, and a knickknack or two. 


Class: Knight

Main skills: Blade, Block, & Heavy Armour

Minor skills: Athletics, Destruction, Illusion, Mercantile, & Speechcraft

Weapon: a (primary) steel longsword, a (secondary) steel short sword, and a steel kite shield.

Alignment: Good

Personality: Orion is a fun loving and adventuresome, having no problem making new friends. The only thing he enjoys more than good company and food is his drink, able to take pint after pint. Though he speaks in a rough stern voice behind his words are a natural kindness, backed by an inner since of loyalty to ones dear.

Background: Orion doesn’t come from wealthy stock, a farmer’s son, and was never thought as someone that one day all of Cryodiil would know by name. And until the age of fifteen he spent his days working the fields and rafting up and down the Corbele River & Niben. It was another night on the water, just like so many before. There wasn’t a cloud in sight and a full moon lit the sky. But as his father and he reached the Niben Bay the weather down in the Lower Niben began to change rapidly. Before they could to land a massive storm hit them, hard.

The next thing he remembers was waking up at the mouth of the Silverfish River. Dazed and confused he wondered aimlessly for hours, calling out his father’s name, until he finally collapsed from exhaustion. Lucky for him the monks of Cadlew Chapel didn’t live far away and managed to find the boy. They took him in and for a week he slept, unaware of what happened to his father.

When he awoke and realized that all he knew was now gone he stayed with the monks. They gladly took him in. After years of being with them he felt it was his time to leave. He didn’t think himself as one to become a monk, he thought he couldn’t handle the strict rules, and he couldn’t. The monks accepted it, and so did he, so he became a Knight. Well a city guard at first, for the town of Bravil, and eventually became a knight. But he found little comfort in the already established knight guilds; their willingness to help those only able to afford their price upset him. So he left and started his own guild, with friends he had made throughout the years, and based it on the knightly code, which he followed, as well as codes the monks had taught him. Forming the guild, basing it between Bravil and Leyawiin, he began to help the two impoverished towns as best he could, asking nothing in return. More recently he has left Cyrodiil for the other regions, doing his best to spread the code of his guild while helping those he could.

Orion Vryce's Story