My Character

[Razthemystic]

Just typed this out :P

 

Name: Zinn

Race: Nord

Gender: Male

Age: 25

Profession: Battlemage

Hometown: Bruma

 

Proficiencies: Maces, various types of magic.

 

Born and raised in Bruma, Zinn lived a fairly normal life, helping his parents run their magic shop. His father, a renowned fighter back in the day, trained Zinn in the peculiar style of dual-wielding maces. It is a fighting style that requires a very offensive mindset, as defensive capabilities are limited and blocking is difficult. One day, Zinn found out that he also possessed magical skills while playing around with some spells in the back of the shop: He accidentally summoned an imp, which wreaked havoc in the storage, and despite his training with maces he was unable to kill it quickly. When hearing the ruckus, his father rushed in and took care of the imp.

 

Upon hearing that Zinn was able to cast the spell from memory, rather than using a scroll, his parents decided that he must venture to their homeland, Skyrim, and join the College of Winterhold for proper training. Magic can be dangerous when you can't control it and accidents when trying to cast a spell can be very serious in nature, harming innocents along with the caster. The reason why his parents decided to send him to Skyrim is that the Mages Guild was dissolved after the Oblivion Crisis and that joining either Synod or the College of Whispers could be politically charged and force their child to make choices he shouldn't have to. Besides, Zinn possessed some of his father's fighting skills and could certainly take care of a few stray wolves on his journey to Winterhold.

 

On his way to Skyrim, in a village near the border, Zinn ran into a girl named Sif: She was actually an old friend of his who used to live in Bruma but chose to move close to the Skyrim border, so she'd be able to visit her family in a small village a few miles into the neighbouring country. It turned out that she was heading into Skyrim and asked if Zinn would provide an escort, so they could catch up on what has happened in the last few years. Zinn accepted and they set out for Skyrim.

 

Short before the actual border, the two of them were attacked by 5 bandits who had crossed into Cyrrodil. Zinn and Sif did a good job of fighting them off, Zinn using his maces and summoning, while Sif used her bow. Suddenly, an arrow zipped past Zinn and struck Sif in the head, killing her instantly. Enraged by the death of his friend, Zinn finished off the second-to-last bandit and chased after the archer, crossing into Skyrim. Unfortunately, the archer had reached the border patrol and told the harrowing tale of how Zinn had slaughtered his friends and Sif, the girl they were escorting to Cyrrodil. In a turn of events no one could have expected, the remaining bandit was from a neighbouring village to Sif's and knew her name and routines. Thus the guards took his words over Zinn's and brought him in, scheduled to be executed for multiple murders.

 

Zinn now needs a way to escape, find the bandit behind his execution and to get into the College of Winterhold to control his magical talents. He knows the latter is possible, since no one in Skyrim knows who is, but the first two will be tricky. However, an opportunity to escape might just present itself on the day of his execution...

 

I really like this one

[Igetbabes]

Name: Shavir

Race: khajiit

Gender: Male

Residency: Mournhold

Description: medium height, heavy Built, dark fur

Skill: excellent marksman and h2h fighter

Reason for arrest: attempt to murder a member of the elder council

 

Shavir the only sibling of Ma'iq the liar. His parents were killed in a a skooma bust when he was 9. His brother Ma'iq went crazy and ran off with lightning speed, only to tell lies to everyone he encountered. shavir was found hiding in a sewer in the city of mournhold by a member of the dark brotherhood. He was commisioned into the dark brotherhood at age 9. Nobody believed shavir would do any good for the db, but the listener, adicus, believed in him. Adicus taught shavir everything he knew about marksman, h2h, and killing in silence, at the age Of 22 shavir was given an assignment to kill a member of the elder council in cyrodil. he traveled to cyrodil thinking this was going to just another assighnment. It wasn't. When he arrived at the imperial palace the meeting had just begun. He began to scale the Imperial walls in hopes to find an entrance from the top. As he got to the top he took out 3 guards with 3 arrows no problem. As he went into the trapdoor leading into the imperial palace he was greeted by about 20 guards. It was a trap. The guards knew about the plan to kill a member. Adicus had set him up. Adicus told the guards he was coming. Adicus saw shavir as a liar to the night mother and so had to have him killed. Shavir quickly took off with lightning speed out of the imperial city and headed north. Hthe guards couldn't keep up at all. He would escape to skyrim to hopefully start his life over again. As he was passing the border to skyrim all was silent. He slowed down in reassurance but suddenly felt a violent jerk, and extreme pain in his left shoulder. He looked down only to find an arrow sticking out of his shoulder. His mind quickly went black. He woke up in a carriage surrounded by 3 female nord doctors and about 5 guards and was in chains. He was headed to his execution.

[kieranbhoy]

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[PSQGL]

Name: Vedrian Firebrand

Age: 25

Race: Breton

Class: Duelist/Battlemage

Eyes: Green

Hair: Jet black

Height: 178 cm

Weight: 60kg.

Affiliations: Stormcloaks, Winterhold college, and anyone who pays well.

 

Backstory:

Vedrian was born in a wealthy family in High Rock: both his mother and father were influential figureheads and taught little Vedrian the finer points of being highborn: fencing, manners, history, riding and other leisure activities to complement his magical studies.

His parents hoped for him to be a military wizard: Vedrian did quite well in his course, but he lacked discipline and is all-too-carefree ways impeded his rank advancement once he got out of school.

Content as he was, Vedrian's life would come to a turn the day he was found in bed with a visiting Redguard noble's wife.

Challenged to a duel of honor to the death, Vedrian quickly realized the more experienced opponed would have made mincemeat out of him. so, he packed up whatever belongings he could and fled towards Skyrim, hoping to find refuge there.

Luck was not on his side, though, as a border patrol caught him as soon as he got near. Awaiting execution, now he sits in a cell....

[Ghost22807]

Name: Vitani Nottolfr

 

Race: Half Nordic/ Half Wood elf

 

Eyes: Green

 

Hair: Blonde

 

Appearance: Vitani's mixed parents shine through in her appearance as she resembles her Nordic ancestors the most but her elfish side reflects through in her slightly more pointed ears, Thinner body structure and a more elfish face. She is missing one eye and has a large scar over it and often covers it with a patch she made of dark leather. She often wears her hair down and has many braids in it that end with feathers or claws.

 

Class: Ranger

 

Background: Vitani was born into a poor, farming family that lived in the woods outside of Riverwood. Her Father, Victor, was once a proud warrior who hung up his sword after he tired of battle and bought a plot of land outside Riverwood seeking a peaceful life. He befriended a tribe of wood elves that lived in the forest, they taught him many things about farming, hunting and living off the land. Victor eventually fell for an elfish girl named Shetani. After sometime they wed and lived in the cabin Victor had built with his own two hands.

Shetani gave Victor Four children, Eyvind, Runar, Salvig and Vitani. Eyvind is the oldest of the four and resembles his father the most, with his mixed heritage only discernable by having his mother’s eyes and more pointed ears. He helped with a lot of the heavy work around the farm and the tribe. He was often said to have a heart of gold to match his body made of steel hard muscle and Eyvind would help anyone in need anytime, anywhere. Runar out of the four was the most elfish looking and only resembled his human heritage in a thicker frame, white skin tone and thicker more full face when compared to an elf. Runar was the charismatic hunter of both game and women and spent many days hunting in the woods, befriending the wildlife and many nights befriending every girl in town in the tavern. Runar’s best friends that were not two legged were a pack of wolves that lived in the woods, and eventually the entire family became involved with the pack. Runar had a strange gift in being able to talk to animals as one would a human and both parties being able to understand each other. The wolf pack eventually lived near the house and the two families co-existed quite peacefully. The last of the brothers, Salvig, was the mage of the family and was naturally adept at magic and spent his time studying under an old man in the town or helping out on the farm using his magic abilities to make the farm more efficient and heal sick or dying animals. Salvig was also an idealist and would paint pictures, write poetry and essays discussing important ideas. Salvig was the smartest of the three brothers.

Vitani was born when Eyvind was twelve, Runar was ten and Salvig nine. Her name was a combination of her parents name’s and her appearance as well. For every human trait there was an elfish one to match. Her bright blonde hair was off set by her tan wood elf skin tone, her human eyes by pointy ears, etc. Vitani is a shy, quiet girl who preferred to not be seen and as a child began her way to developing her uncanny ability to be stealthy. She was a natural hunter and would travel with her brother Runar on trips when she was old enough. Like Salvig she could wield magic but not quite as well, and was very intelligent. Eyvind taught her how to use swords, which he had learned from Victor, and Vitani took natural to using longswords both duel and single handed. She is also some what skilled with her oldest brother’s choice weapon, the claymore.

When Vitani was sixteen the farm was attacked by a Rival of their fathers from that had finally found him. Unable top hold of the attack Victor and Shetani stayed behind and held the enemy troops while the siblings escaped. For the next ten years the four chased him across all of Temrial till they finally found his hiding place in Cyridol. The four snuck into the castle following Vitani’s lead and were about to kill him from behind when Eyvind who was the most attached to Victor challenged the rival to single combat. The fight was brutal but when the rival realized that Eyvind was going to kill him he had an archer shot him with and arrow. Runar quickly fired his own bow killing the guard and the rival. The sibling attacked the guards, killing them quickly before checking on Eyvind. Salvig was not able to heal their brother and Eyvind died in Vitani’s arms. The three ran for the gate killing at will as the guards attempted to apprehend them but as they ran an arrow found Runar’s heart and killed him instantly. They reached the gate but it was locked and closed down tight. Salvig held the guards off while Vitani got the gate open and ran to join her brother. Salvig was stabbed by a guard’s sword but managed to kill the last two guards that where at the gate. Vitani cried over her dead brother’s and when a group of soldiers came up the hill to arrest her she let lose a loud roar in the language of dragons. The Shout destroyed the soldiers and most of the front gate and as a result Vitani passed out. When she woke she gathered her dead brother’s and gave them a proper burial just inside the border of Skyrim. She was soon found, arrested and sentenced to death for murder. The rival was a high ranking government official and she was now going to die hang for bring justice to her dead family and that is where the story begins...