04-11-2006, 12:14 AM
Hello, to everyone who reads this. I purchased Oblivion through direct2drive.com just recently and i've been playing frequently. I am really interested in the game, and further adding to the game in any way I can. I can't do everything in a mod, but i've always enjoyed writing. I've written things, but nothing official. I think that I could benefit this project in many ways because i'm a talented hand, as well a dedicated gamer.
I managed to scavenge a piece of my part in a story thread on a literature forum.
(Harold trailed his rugged, calloused, and scarred hands over the rusty and chipped anvil, while memories of his smithing days scrolled through his calm mind. He stared past everything, it seemed, to the furthest reaches of all matter in the existing universe.. after focusing his eyes, he clenched his double-headed hammer and bashed it once against a solid piece of the remaining anvil. Clink! The hammer retracted sending a grin to his mouth, he couldn't have resisted.
He had just been tidying up his old shop, that he still inhabits, when the call-to-arms sounded. Harold hung his head back, closed his eyes, and released a heated sigh. Stepping out of his somewhat-home, he glanced left with the sun to repel his eyes. He began walking.)
As you can see my part is a past blacksmith who is now involved with the military. I am not going to pointlessly explain the whole story, but that's just a taste of my writing. I am very creative and imaginative, capable of creating quests and explanations, or anything else needed. I don't get to participate in things much, so I hope i'm given the opportunity here. If anything else is required from me, just speak to me. : )
I managed to scavenge a piece of my part in a story thread on a literature forum.
(Harold trailed his rugged, calloused, and scarred hands over the rusty and chipped anvil, while memories of his smithing days scrolled through his calm mind. He stared past everything, it seemed, to the furthest reaches of all matter in the existing universe.. after focusing his eyes, he clenched his double-headed hammer and bashed it once against a solid piece of the remaining anvil. Clink! The hammer retracted sending a grin to his mouth, he couldn't have resisted.
He had just been tidying up his old shop, that he still inhabits, when the call-to-arms sounded. Harold hung his head back, closed his eyes, and released a heated sigh. Stepping out of his somewhat-home, he glanced left with the sun to repel his eyes. He began walking.)
As you can see my part is a past blacksmith who is now involved with the military. I am not going to pointlessly explain the whole story, but that's just a taste of my writing. I am very creative and imaginative, capable of creating quests and explanations, or anything else needed. I don't get to participate in things much, so I hope i'm given the opportunity here. If anything else is required from me, just speak to me. : )