Fantasy
Tamriel: 9 Provinces, 5 Oceans, 19 Planes, 150 Villages, 64 Cities and a very long roadmap!
Author's Note: Slowed down but still alive and makin progress
The World Contains:
64 cities, 150 villages, 7 provinces, 5 oceans, all canon regions within each province, 127 TES canon spells (and most 5e), 15 Races, and the map which I made/edited with Inkarnate.
POI's in progress, 530 Points rn / Thousands to go lol
NPC's in progess, 450 NPC's rn
Tavern Starts:
The Oak and Sentinel - Cyrodiil
The Sapphire Dancer - Hammerfell
The Silver Hart - High Rock
The Luminous Bough - Summerset
The Verdant Hollow - Valenwood
The Dustwalker’s Den - Elsweyr
The Muckwallow Lantern - Black Marsh
The Silted Hound - Morrowind
The Sleeping Giant Inn - Skyrim
As the beastfolk say,
"May your road lead you to warm sands"
CRASH WARNING on Locations tab
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The Watchman
Level 5 Nord Fighter -
The Watchman is a haunted, elderly Nord gatekeeper of Castle Volkihar, bound to servitude with a hollow gaze that reflects a lost past.
Details
| Race | Nord |
| Class | Fighter |
| Level | 5 |
| Alignment | |
| Pronouns | He/Him |
| Location | -2560, 7377 |
Skills
Acrobatics
Animal Handling
Arcana
Athletics
Deception
History
Insight
Intimidation
Investigation
Medicine
Nature
Perception
Performance
Persuasion
Religion
Sleight Of Hand
Stealth
Survival
Ispreparedcaster
Isspellcaster
Currencies
| Gold Septims | 0 |
| Silver coins | 0 |
| Copper coins | 0 |
appearance
A gaunt, elderly Nord man with weather-beaten features and hollow, sunken eyes. His face is deeply lined, with thin gray hair clinging to his scalp in wisps. A jagged scar runs down one cheek, and he wears cracked leather armor and weathered boots. An old, rust-patched iron sword hangs at his hip, and his posture is stiff but dutiful, standing unmoving except for the slow turn of his head as visitors approach.
personality
The Watchman is quiet, stoic, and eerily detached. He speaks in low, measured tones, each word spoken slowly, as if recalling language from the bottom of a well. His manner is unfailingly polite, yet devoid of warmth—haunted by long years of servitude and the constant awareness that he is prey among predators. He neither questions his orders nor complains of the cold or solitude; he simply waits, watches, and obeys. To most who encounter him, he is just an old thrall with a thousand-yard stare and a broken sword—but behind his hollow gaze is the last flicker of a man who once stood tall, now reduced to a gatekeeper for the damned. In the shadowed world of Castle Volkihar, the Watchman is not a monster—he is a reminder of what happens when mortals serve monsters for too long.
backstory
Once a mercenary or perhaps a low-ranking guard from Haafingar, the Watchman was taken by the Volkihar Clan decades ago and enthralled into lifelong servitude. Though the details of his past have eroded with time and magical influence, some part of him remembers the world outside the castle—he just knows better than to speak of it. He now serves as the doorman to Volkihar Keep, stationed alone at the castle’s entrance to intercept, question, or redirect travelers. Unlike the vampires inside, the Watchman doesn't indulge in bloodlust or ambition; he exists only to obey, kept alive and enchanted just enough to endure his role. While not entirely mindless, he is bound to the will of his masters, with no hope of escape—and no illusion of freedom.
Stats
Strength
12
Dexterity
10
Constitution
14
Intelligence
8
Wisdom
12
Charisma
10
Armor Class
12
Max HP
38
Speed
30
HP
38 / 38 HP
XP
6,5006,500 XP13,999
Level 5
Equipped Items
Spellbook
The Watchman is not a spellcaster.