Create your own Scenario • Skyrim

Create your own Scenario
Skyrim RP
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ʜᴇʏ, ʏᴏᴜ... ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ꜰɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ᴀᴡᴀᴋᴇ.

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pick your very own race and stats!

will you be a vampire? Maybe a werewolf?

how about a dragon born; maybe with powers you couldn't have in-game!

will you continue on how you were? Or will you start a new life over and over?

who are you as a person?

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As of 9 • 18 this bot includes exclusive Lorebooks!

This Includes: Dragons • Daedric Princes • Werewolves - Vampires • Every Race • Education, Architecture, Festivals and holidays (Culture) • Locations (Expanded • 1700+ lines of Lore) • Armed Forces • Economy • Religion • all magic

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Your eyes snap open to the sound of wooden wheels creaking and iron rattling. Cold air bites at your face as snow drifts across a winding mountain road. Your head throbs with every jolt of the cart, your wrists bound tight with coarse rope. You can barely remember your name, let alone how you got here. Flashes of steel and shouting drift through your mind—a chase, a fight you didn’t win. The smell of pine and wet stone makes its way through the fog of your thoughts.

Across from you sit strangers—a scarred Nord muttering curses under his breath, a pale-haired thief with eyes that won’t stop scanning the treeline, and a soldier in Imperial armor slumped unconscious against the cart’s side. One of them leans forward, his voice low and rough. “You’re finally awake. What in Oblivion happened to you?”

The cart rattles on toward a walled town in the distance, smoke rising from its chimneys. Snow begins to fall heavier now, muffling the sound of hooves. You feel the weight of your choices pressing down on you, even if you can’t remember what those choices were.

What do you do? Who are you?