Gender: Male
Race: Imperial
Birthsign: The Lady
Grew up on the harsh, unforgiving streets of late Third Age Imperial City. From an early age, he learned how to manage himself, and he learned that good and evil are sometimes hard to distunguish. In 3E 427, he was arrested and sent to Morrowind to help the blades defeat Dagoth Ur. However, on a mission to Ilunibi, he got Corprus, and fell to Dagoth Ur's power, and became one of his servants. Quirinus swiftly rose in the service of his new master, eventually becoming the Later that year though, the Nerevarine destroyed the Heart of Lorkhan, killing all of Dagoth Ur's minions as well as himself.
Azura spared Quirinus though, seeing that he could be useful to her. So, she cursed him with immortality until he could forever put his mark on Tamriel.
At first, Quirinus was happy with this curse, believing it to be a blessing. Still though, he tried to do good to redeem himself for the evil he had done while working for Dagoth Ur. That is how he came to be arriving to Anvil on a fateful day, and met a raving lunatic that set him on a path that would culminate in him becoming the Divine Crusader. However, as he did this, he was overshadowed by Caraulus, the Champion of Cyrodiil, and Hero of Kvatch. Because of this great hero, no one ever remembered Quirinus' brave stand with the Emperor and the Champion at Bruma, or how he lead the Knights of the Nine to victory against Umaril the Unfeathered.
After the fall of the Empire, Quirinus faded out of all history, retiring to a rural farm in Hammerfall, to spend an enternity farming and living, hoping for the day that fate would look his way.
He fought for Chancellor Ocato in the Imperial City as Titus Mede announced himself the new Emperor, and when the infernal Isle arrived, he was one of the many heroes trying to defeat it.
However, each time he tried to gain fame and save the day, someone else always did. Titus Mede won the day in Imperial City, and Prince Attrebus defeated the Infernal Isle.
Now, he is a wandering Crusader who, along with his faithful knights, are assisting Belan to liberate Morrowind.

Name: Charon.
Age: Unknown, estimated to be in late twenties.
Race: Imperial
Class: Night Blade Assassin
Birth Sign: Thief
Hair: Shoulder length, black
Eyes : Dark blue almost charcoal
Weapons: From his past travels (in previous RP threads) he has Gold Brand and Ebony Mail. He also has a black steel wakazashi that he uses for close stealth kills and dual wielding with Gold Brand. He has a bow and quiver that he keeps on his back as well as few throwing knives.

Spells: As for spells I had a knack for alteration, illusion, destruction and a little restoration. I'm no mage but if used in the right ways the most basic spells can be handy. My main ones I use are invisibility, chameleon, fire, water breathing, night eye, basic healing (just enough to help with minor cuts, stabs, and other injuries so don’t ask me to put your intestines back in and seal it shut, I'm not that good), and some stamina and fatigue fortification for a pick me up during the long tracks and battles.



Bio: I am Charon, I was orphaned at a young age of 6 when my parents were killed by a clan of vampires. We were setting up camp when we were attacked. My father tried to fend them, actually killing a few of them, but he fell to a blade through the chest. My elder brother was helping him in the fray and managed to kill a couple himself. But they soon swarmed him and as they left him and came for me and my mother I saw his limp body torn and broken upon the ground. My mother set me just inside the tent that they had just set up and began to charge up fire in her hands. she managed to kill three of the 10 remaining but they decapitated her only a few feet from me. As they turned towards me I could see them and the endless hunger in their eyes, I knew I was going to die, and then something in me seemed to awaken. I don’t remember much after that, after the realizing something within me had changed but when my memory picked up again I was surrounded by a band of gypsy traders who were in complete shock. I looked at my hands, and then my arms and body, and then all the way to my feet. There didn't seem to be a spot on me that wasn't covered in ash or blood.

As they travelled to the nearest town they're trackers returned in disbelief. They wouldn't let me listen in but from what I could gather they had tracked me back to the camp I came from, which was about 2 days from where they had found me. All that remained of the camp were the tree's everything else was burnt to an ash. Even my family was barely there.

I was soon adopted by a Lord in Cyrodiil who had his own personal band of assassins, from what I learned, he had picked up and adopted and were trained from a high ranking Dark Brotherhood defector. Though we were assassins we learned many different arts. Everything from archery, to hand to hand combat, to swordsmanship, to studies of magicka and how to wield various spells. Our leader believed it was best to know a little of everything so to best be utilized in any situation.

Gender: Male

Race: High Elf

Birthsign: The Mage
Sorceror, Wizard, Necromancer

Maximillian wears the robes of a high ranking Psijic Mage and has short, brown hair. He is very well groomed, but has a small beard. His eyes are a very strong golden yellow.

Abandoned on the Artaeum in 3E 325, the high elf Maximillian (last name unknown even to himself) was raised as a Psijic wizard, and by 3E 390 had become one of the most powerful wizards of the order. However, it was around this time that Maximillian began to research the forbidden art of Necromancy, fascinated by the incredible powers harnessed by the Worm King Mannimarco.

Maximillian managed to sit out the darkness of the Imperial Simulacrum in his safe position as a member of the Psijic order, but he was supremely interested in the methods that Jagar Tharn used to imprison Uriel Septim. After the Dragon Break in Hammerfall and High Rock, Maximillian was reportedly, "disheartened" by the disappearance of Mannimarco.In 3E 420, he was discovered, and was cast out of the order, and declared an exile from the lands of the altmer. Shortly afterward, as he drank away his sorrows in a bar in Anvil, he was arrested by Hannibal Traven, a young and up and coming wizard trying to find a way of becoming the head of the Anvil Mage's Guild.

For the next seven years, he rotted in the Imperial Prison, formulating escape and revenge schemes.Then, in 3E 427, a break! Maximillian was set free and sent to Morrowind with orders to see Caius Cosades.After burning the note in his hands after leaving Seyda Neen, Maximillian quickly joined the Telvanni, the only magical faction that had no qualms with necromancy, and other decidedly dark arts. Maximillian swiftly rose through the ranks of the Telvanni, due to his Machiavellan political strategies. After barely three months in the Great House, he was appointed the Mouth of Master Aryon, and after the next two, was made a Master of the Telvanni.

Around this time, a Maximilian heard of a mysterious Dark Elf named Belan Indarys, and immediately took interest. This Dark Elf was apparently trying to fulfill the Nerevarine Prophecy, and was, against all odds and reason, actually succeeding.

When Belan Indarys came to Sadrith Mora to adress the council, Maximillian arranged a private meeting with this young hero. While no one knows what these two future greats discussed in this meeting, the results were undeniable.The next day, Gothern was in a pool of his own blood, Maximillian was Archmagister, and Belan Indarys had been appointed Hortator.This alliance between the Nerevarine and the Archmagister would continue to flourish as both grew in power.By the end of 3E 427, Maximillian had assasinated Duke Dren and the head of the East Empire Company, replacing them with with pro-Telvanni puppets, survived several assasination attempts, established four new Telvanni settlements, created a Telvanni consolate in Ebonheart, and helped Belan Indarys, now revealed as the illegitimate son of King Helseth, become the new Prince of Morrowind.

Now with official government support, the Telvanni managed to take over all of Vvardenfall, placing Maximillian in the odd position of having more power than the Duke of Vvardenfall. For 5 years, he held this post, until Frathen Drothan staged a military coup with the help of his Drothmeri Army.After Frathen left for Cyrodiil with fancies of conquest, Maximillian regained control of the Telvanni, and began to rebuild the ruins of Vvardenfall following the Oblivion Crisis, becoming the shadow ruler of the entire island.

A few months before the red year, Maximillian foresaw the impending destruction and conquest of Morrowind, and moved his tower's personnel to a strange, vacant tower in the Jerall Mountains. Here, he maintains a massive shadow empire that extends across all of the former empire. His tendrils have been in every major event, Daedric and none, for the past 200 years. He has fought wars with Daedra Princes, and won. He is a dangerous, ambtious, and heartless man who has plans in the future of expanding not only in Tamriel, but perhaps even invading and conquering a Daedric Realm.

Now, he has ascended to CHIM (a form beyond gods and mortals) and has not taken much of an interest in mortal affairs, but that can easily change...