SKYRIM - Character Showcase / Izložba likova

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OK, ova tema je zamišljena da bude čisti character showcase, odnosno izložba likova. Najiše da ljudi vide kako drugi igraju i kakav pristup igri imaju, korisno za newbije i zanimljivo inače. Rasprave, pitanja i svaku daljnju konverzaciju molim ostavite za originalni Skyrim thread.

(Skyrim thread je inače nevjerovatno dobro posjećen, a time i zatrpan, pa bi se postovi ovog tipa pogubili. Mislim da je elegantnije da likovi budu na jednom mjestu, lako dostupni svima - ako se poštovani moderatori ne slažu neka samo mergeaju threadove)

Prvo napišite par rečenica o povijesti svojeg lika, tko je on, odakle dolazi, kakav mu je allignment (dobar, loš ili zao : ) Ja sam npr. koristio stare AD&D allignment oznake, ako se znate s njima služit, možete stavit. 

Onda stavite njegove Major, Minor i Secondary skillove. Major su glavni, njih razvijate najviše (recimo 3) zatim 3 Minor Skilla, oni su vam važni i dosta ih koristite, onda ubacite tu još par Secondary Skillova, koje koristite onako, pomalo i usput. 

I na kraju par riječi o pristupu borbi i specifičnim  taktikama, ukoliko takvi postoje. 

Moja prva dva lika nek vam budu za primjer. 

Tamar, Neurtal Evil, Breton, level 5

Tamar je odrasla na ulicama Daggerfalla, glavnog grada Bretonskog High Rocka. Od malena se morala brinut za sebe a život je nije mazio. Preživljavala je sitnim kriminalom sve dok njenu urođenu sklonost magiji nije zapazio mag čiji je novčanik pokušala ukrasti. Uzeo je je jao naučnika a ona je prigrlila magiju kao garanciju da više neće bit gladna ni spavat na ulicama. Talentiran je mag i prilično beskurupulozna. Bila je članica raznih plaćeničkih bandi koje su izvršavale prljave poslove za Plemstvo High Rocka, no u jednom poslu zamjerila se moćnim ljudima pa je bila prisiljena pobjeći u Skyrim i započeti novi život. 

MAJOR SKILLS

destruction

conjuration

illusion

MINOR SKILLS

alteration

restoration

enchanting

SECONDARY SKILLS

speech

sneak

pickpocket

Tamar je klasični mag koji se oslanja jedako na destruction, summoning i illusion, kombinirajući ih kako je zgodno. Pravi malo potiona da ima za manu. Ne nosi oklop nego robu, u borbi je cilj da neprijatelji ne dođu do tebe što na normal-adept težini nije problem. 

Ellias ( meni jedno od najdrazih fantasy imena,negdje prije vidio i ostalo ), High Elf,Level 44

Ellias je mladic koji dolazi sa Summerset Isle,trenirani je ratnik i carobnjak u staroj skoli Destruction i Restoration uz osnove Conjuration/Alteration.Rođen je u Alinoru,glavnom gradu Summerset Isle,u obitelji konzervativnih Velih Vilenjaka,koji zive občinjeni vrhovnom vlascu nad svima,opcenito kao rase,i u skladu s time se ponasaju.Ellias je odmalena stovao Talosa,skrivecki od roditelja,jer u protivnom bi mu obitelj dozivjela veliku sramotu zbog toga.Uvijek se vidio kao Tiber Septim,Talos,vidio je njega kao covjeka izvanrednih vjestina i karaktera.Roditelji su ga prisiljavali na visoko skolovanje,imali su viziju njega kao vodu High Elf vojske protiv ostatka svijeta i njega kao grandioznog vojskovodu o kojem ce kasnije svi pricati.Razlog zbog kojeg dolazi u Skyrim je njegov bijeg od "ustajalog" svijeta High Elf-ova,ne trpi njihovu "prposnost" i zelju za dominacijom i osvajanjem,niti se tako ponasa.

Pokusava pokazati da nisu svi tako,no otkada je saznao da je Dragonborn,njegov karakter se promijenio i na vidjelo je izasla njegova "prava" narav. :)

MAJOR SKILLS

Destruction

One-Handed ( sword,waraxe )

Archery ( Ebony Bow,Ebony Arrows,Soul Trap 4 sekunde )

Light Armor ( Glass Cuirass-Fortify Magicka Regeneration 75 %,Elven  gauntlets of Major Archery - bows do 20 % more damage,Hide Boots of Major Sneak-Fortify Sneak 19 %,Shrouded Cowl-Dark Brotherhood,bows do 20  % more damage ).

MINOR SKILLS

Enchanting

Smithing

Alchemy

Taktika je suljanje,luk i strijele u ruke,i 3X sneak damage,Damage Health poison ili Potent poison.Kada dodje do melee borbe,Dawnbreaker za Undead,za ostalu gamad Ebony ili Glass Sword te Destruction/Restoration buffanje.

Alchemy mi je dosta razvijen pa napitke puno koristim.

Nije baš u obliku ko iz prvog posta al se da zaključiti način igre iz priče. Malo sam se raspisao (Na engleski je jer mi imena i neke riječi jednostavno nisu pasale u hrvatski.)

                My name is Markus Aram and I wander Skyrim. I know “Markus” is a strange name for a Dunmer, but my mother has never told me why she had picked that name. I think it is somehow related to my father's youth.

                I was born in Narsis, Morrowind on 13th of Last Seed, 4E 178. I spent my youth living with my mother Alvura in a small house near a field just outside the city walls. I have little memory of my father Ovis, who passed when I was 6 years of age. My mother was a very kind woman. Ever since I remember, she had been working for a local in-title-only noble, earning barely enough to feed me and herself.

                I have filled most of my young days working as an apprentice for Folms – a local mage and healer, along with a very good Khajiit friend of mine, Ma'Zhid. Not much is different about perception of the Khajiit in Skyrim than in Morrowind. They are considered smugglers and thieves, not worthy of any respect. No one wanted to be seen with Ma'Zhid – consequently – I was also considered philthy, for being his friend. Only a young lass, whom I will not name, dared to talk to us. She holds a dear place in my heart.

                My mother wanted me to become a mage scholar. I shared her ambition, although I was more interested in the more practical side of magic. Formally, I studied alteration, but concentrated mostly on destruction magic – it was in my blood. I know my mother would never approve of such magic, so she never knew.

                I left Narsis, my mother and my dear friends at the age of 17, for the Arcane University in Imperial City. I knew it had endured past its prime days; its deterioration caused by the Great War, but I had promised my mother.

                I have never made it to Imperial City. My travels ended in Cheydinhal, where I was mugged. I became a smith's errant-boy and had an affair with his daughter Tanyin. Two years had passed and the Thalmor came. For an elven kind that considers itself enlightened, the Aldmer play a cheap and childish game. People got dragged out of their homes under ridiculous accusations and no one would dare to confront the Justiciars. Tanyin and her father had run away, leaving me only a note. They were Redguard and the Aldmeri Dominion isn’t fond of them. Eventually the Justiciars found me guilty of treason, but I managed to run away and get caught up with some bad folk.

                They were bandits – young men like myself, with no proper guidance. I have killed people during my time with them; my blade was reaching out of the shadow like one of a true Dunmer. I found comfort in the “fact” that all of the people I killed were bad people. I realized it was a mistake getting involved with the bandits only when it was too late. They became thieves with no fence and murderers with no code.

                Only by shear chance I made friends with a lone Bosmer hunter Hagaer with whom I continued my journey, a year later. Our travels were worthy of a bard's song. Those were the most diverse and fulfilled three years of my life. We have travelled all around Cyrodiil, not staying longer than two nights at one place. Hagaer knew where to find entertainment, prostitutes being his favourite kind. Sometimes, his silver tongue bought me a night as well, while paying only for his. I have learnt so much about life as an adventurer from him, and my smithing and magic skills granted us extraordinary magical equipment.

               A year had passed and a letter came from Ma'Zhid. My mother had died. My will crushed, I started preparing for a journey home to pay my respects. But I couldn't leave. Not until I fulfil my promise. We set off to Imperial City, where I could finally join the famous University. But the University was far from its glory. It shared the City’s tense atmosphere. Elves and men couldn’t stand the sight of each other, all progress had been hindered and all chance for a decent life had been long gone. Hagaer had to drag me away from the cursed city, because I felt I was letting my mother down at the moment.

                We settled down around Chorrol for a while, for my mind to make sense of everything. I found the best way to honour my mother is not to throw my life away, but to live as best as I could. I decided to visit my mother’s grave. Hagaer needed to go to Jerral Mountains, so I agreed to take the northern route with him, where we would separate.

                North of Bruma, we had our last meal and drink together and promised to meet again someday. Just hours later I was ambushed by a group of bandits, who drove me north, higher into the mountains. Eventually, I lost my pursuers, but decided to carry on a bit further; so I crossed to Skyrim. On a narrow path, almost trailing along the peaks, I encountered a group of riders heading east. They ignored me and continued. About an hour later I had caught up with them only to find them swearing over a dead horse. An arrow had pierced its neck. As I opened my mouth to ask if I could help, swords got unsheathed and soldiers started coming from both directions.

                The next thing I remember is being chained in the back of a carriage.

Braki ti bogme imaš slobodnog vremena na bacanje !

lawl spori ste dečki..

Nine lvl 57 breton madafaker, tzv bog i batina skyrima 

povijest lika: bio mali, sad jede sve pred sobom.

skillovi: svi su major.. bez iznimke

one handed 100 (mace of molag bal oko 347 dmga nakon smithinga )

alchemy 100 (ovo dići me koštalo života)

smithing 100

enchant 100

destruction/restoration cca 75

two hand 50+

archery cca 70

heavy armor 100 (deadric full set, smithingom maksimiziran na 1500+ armora, + double enchantovi na svemu)

speechcraft 86 (trainan od nižih lvla jer je to jedini skill koji nikada nisam digao do kraja )

light armor cca 50 (maksimiziran dragon light armor 500+ armora atm, + double enchantovi ofc)

block cca60

sneak cca60

lockpick cca80

još sam zadnja dva tj. dežuran i radim do 7, pa ne stignem baš igrati 

koga zanima, mogu točne brojke i ss-ove geara na večer stavit 

lvl 17 nord toliko ruzan i glupo rasporedjenih skillova da me stid pisati ili screenshot staviti. lik mi je toliko bezvezan da mi dodje poceti igru iznova ali znam da cu ako to ucinim odustati nakon pola sata i vise je nikad necu pokrenuti.

Još si "blizu", ako ti stvarno toliko ne paše lik možeš ponovno početi, uzmi mu neku totalnu suprotnost i neće ti biti ni dosadno.

Slična stvar se i meni dogodila. Nisam bio zadovoljan likom (streličarenje nije baš bilo kul kako sam mislio)i počeo me iritirat lvl 35+. Napravio reroll na battlemaga instalirao modove koje je doktor složio, Sad sam unstoppable juggernaut of destruction u uz to shiny graphics. Nova igra!

ma nisam ni mislio da si mislio na mene nego tek podatak za tvoju statistiku. ima nas i starijih