Your Characters Story

[DirTek]

This is my most recent character:

 

Name: Wulfhart

 

Race: Barbarian (custom race)

 

Age: 35 years old

 

Wulfhart has a rough history. When he was just 5 years old the people of Tamriel banished the barbarian folk into the cold caves of the Skyrim mountains. In a battle between the barbarian villagers and some imperial peasant he saw his father being killed by two of the imperials. Just when he was about to get struck by one of the peasants that killed his father he was saved by his older brother (name unknown :P), but who also died in the battle.

Being able to escape with his mother they settled in one cave near to the peak of the mountain.

After many years of hunting and training to be a fearsome warrior he decided to travel along with his mother to Cyrodiil and restore the lost fame of his people.

But just when they descended from the mountains they encountered a pack of hungry wolves. He fought with all his force but unfortunately couldn't save his mother from the wolves teeth. After killing some of the beasts he was able to escape.

 

Just as he arived to Cyrodiil he has been encountered by some patrolling guards guards. Just as he was about to greet them they seized him after seeing all the blood on his clothes and the scratches from his body (from the wolves :D). Without even asking him something he was thrown in jail.

 

Untill a day when the emperor Uriel Septim was making his escape as assassins was following him. That was when he escaped from the prison and he the chance to start a new life...a life of a hero :).

 

Maybe I will continue this story with his progress :). Hope you liked it.

 

Also here is a pic with my character:

 

Wulfhart

 

Also I am gonna release the new version of the race so he looks a little different now.

 

 

Cheers :thumbsup:

 

Maafiaman

[nickdrwal]

Name: Nickolas

Race: Imperial

Class: Knight

Age: 16

At 10, he moved on to a farm. He guarded against raids. At 15, he was sent to Cyrodiil. He likes to fight with a longsword and shield. He uses heavy armor. He is a tough person. HE doen't take No for an answer. Brave, loyal, and ready to fight to the death for his general, leader, so on, he is a knight of Battlehorn. He is smart, strong, and handsome. He is a hunter, trainer, and leader of 5 men.

[Blacksnake89]

Hmm soooo many characters to choose from hmm.... I think I'll go with the character who started my own custom TES lore Detias Vec'Tir-The Bloody Scourge and Harbinger of Hell or Scourge for short :).

 

Detias is a Dunmer who has been possessed by the soul of a dremora lord and his story started in Morrowind.

 

Name: Detias Vec'Tir/Scourge

 

Race: Dunmer/Dremora

 

Age: 300/Unkown

 

Apperance: He has lighter toned skin with dark rings around the eyes and white hair. There is a scar on his left eye starting from the forhead going down the side of his cheek and curving to the underside of his chin right below the botom lip. He has unnatural red eyes that hold a flicker of fire. His teeth have been distorted into fangs and his nails have hardened like the claws of a clannfear. From the ritual required to bind the dremora to his soul he has a tattoo on his back resembling daedric rune.

 

Scourge was once a noble mage brought to Vvardenfel to fullfill an ancienct prophecy. He compleated that destiny by slaying Dagoth Ur in Red Mountain. After Becoming Arch Mage Detias started experimenting with new magics trying to make himself stronger so he could protect Vvardenfel from harm. He soon found a powerful font of magics that held power beyond what Detias thought possible...Daedric magics. Detias traveled to many daedric ruins, taking any arifacts he could find. One day he found the shrine of Azura. During Detias' searching of the ruin he managed to awaken Azura. She gave him a task and promised him a reward fo completing it. Upon completing his quest Azura gave him her star, a soul gem able to be re-used and carry many souls. Detias was surprised at how much more powerful this artifact was than all the others he collected over the last month. He decided to test it out and go hunting for golden saint souls in the graze lands. After absorbing many daedra souls Detias became retless convinced there had to be more powerful artifacts out there. He communed with the daedra lords Sheogorath, Malacath, and Molag Bol and with them he found the Spear of Bitter Mercy, Helm of Oryen Bearclaw, and The Mace of Molag Bol. He found a way to convert these artifacts into pure dadric essence.

 

One day Detias found the shrine of Merunes Dagon. Lord Dagon told Detias he would offer him power beyond what he could fathom. All Detias had to do for him was bind one of Dagons servants to this world. Detias thought this to sound easier than he expected but it had been more than he bargained for. Detias was forced to sign a contract with the daedric prince agreeing to bind Serekynkyl to the mortal realm. Once Detias signed the contract Merunes servants began their work. Detias was informed of what he had just willingly signed. In order to bind a a dremora lord as powerful as Serekynkyl to the mortal realm he needed to fuse Serek's soul with his oun. Detias had fused the souls of lesser daedra to himself many times before so he had no problem with the thought of a powerful valkynaz dwelling within him. Detias was bound to a series of runes written on the ground. The servants of Dagon chanted an incantation in daedric to call forth the mighty Serekynkyl. The fusing of a dremora lords soul changed Detias' body, began to warp it. Detias fought back when Serek tried to take contol of his mind. For a year Detias managed to supress Serek's will until he grew tired of fighting with his mental roomate, Detias decided to made Serek an offer. He proposed they meld their minds into one, become more than just the 2 divided minds of Detias and Serekynkyl. Serek was pleased with the idea and pleased more that he would no longer be a slave to Detias' body or a servant of Merunes. They would become a being the world would come to know as Scourge. For the next 2 years Scourge had managed to kill off the tribunal save for Vivec who vanished before he had a chance to march up the temple stairs.

 

Scourge was finally defeated at the top Sotha Sil's Clockwork tower by an old friend Alexander Tybalt. Tybalt couldn't bring himself to slay his old friend so instead he decided to erase his memory and send him to Cyrodil where he would foil his old masters plot to invade. Detias came face to face with Mancar Camoran and it was Mancar who revealed to Detias who he was. Detias refuse to listen to Mancar's story claiming there was no way he could have been the vile Scourge. After slaying Camoran Detias proceeded to escort Martin through the now daedric infested Imperial City. it was there he met his old master. Dagon called out to the part of Scourge's mind that would remember, he called out to Serekynkyl. Serek awakened and with him Scourge. Martin had divulged to Detias how he could restor the barriers between Oblivion and the mortal realm. Right before Martin put his plan into action Scourge drew his blade and cut martin down.

 

Scourge then heard another calling, Sheogorath opened a doorway to his realm....To be continued in TES 5.

 

That's Scourge's story story it's so long of a post but I take great pride in my characters stories and try not to condense them too much and believe it or not this is the "short" version. I have many other stories of my various characters from Morrowind, Oblivion, and some that carry from Morrowind to Oblivion if your interested in them send me a PM and I might send you one back :). well it's 5:30 A.M. here so there'll certainly be some typoes and I haven't looked this over yet sorry. Peace guys and gals.

[myrmaad]

Name: Meris Mournfall

Race: Breton

Age: 26

 

Born under the sign of the Ritual.

 

Class: Healer

 

A Master at destruction, illusion, restoration, block, hand to hand, and security, and a novice/apprentice at heavy armor and armoring, she avoids wearing armor, and armors herself with enchantments.

 

She's a pretty good marksman, and ok with blade, blunt and even light armor when she needs to, but excels (expert) at mercantile, speechcraft, conjuration, sneak and acrobatics..

 

Though a tragic figure, she's got some pretty good luck and tends to be able to enlist the cooperation of others, she's exceptionally personable. She's a split-second decision maker, and doesn't look back afterward. Guided by her own inner sense of justice, she doesn't care what others think, but keeps her thoughts to herself, preferring to listen. Originally from Shalgora, she was in the wrong place, wrong time, as she was innocently caught up in an unsuccessful mutiny while crossing the Iliac and arrested in a case of mistaken identity. You know how it is in Cirodiil, jail first, ask questions never.

 

Very skeptical and slow to trust, her parents were killed by vampires back in High Rock, but that was a long time ago.

[cut201]

Name: Khan

Race: Light Human(Mod Race)

Age: 26

 

Born under the sign of The Thief.

 

Class: Assassin

 

Coming from an unnamed city in Skyrim, Khan was born into an organized crime family. He didn't do much, just a simple street hustler, where he learned to use charm and wits to win people over, he also made extra cash as a thief, when he reached about 17, he decided to expand, and see what else he could do with his life, so he started travelling, his cover story was that he was a travelling merchant(of course all of his goods were stolen). He avoided joining any criminal groups, and had a long line of convictions in just about every province he visited, from aggravated assault, to grand larceny, to forgery, to skooma smuggling. After being practically forced to flee from every province because of all the crimes he had been caught doing, Khan, at the age of 25 decided to take a boat to Cyrodiil(mod). Upon arriving, he realized soon after that guards and shopkeepers had a much keener eye for stolen goods than other provinces, and he had been told that the only way to gain access to a fence would be to join the Thieve's Guild, so he finally joined a criminal organization just so he could have a place to sell his good's to, albeit at a horrible price.

 

One tragic night Khan broke into a home, while he was there, he knocked something over, causing the owner of the home to wake up, they got into a struggle, one thing lead to another, and the poor victim is lying in a pool of blood. Khan grabbed everything he could and ran as far as he could until he couldn't run anymore, he was fatigued, worried, scared. He had committed crimes before, but never murder. He saw an empty camp and rested, only for an hour or two, just to reenergize himself. A dark hooded figure approached him, offered him a sanctuary, people who would care for him, money, everything he needed, this figured offered... but it wanted something in return... murder. Lots of it. It started off with one person, Khan was afraid to repeat it, but after thinking the offer over, accepted. He visited the man on a cold rainy night, in an empty inn, he went down into the cellar and awoke him. By the way the man had talked he learned he was a rapist. Sickened, Khan tortured him, hating the man for that, in Khan's opinion, there was one crime that was inexcusable, and this man had performed that crime. Khan felt no remorse for that night, for what he had done to the man, he had justified it in his own mind, and the more contracts he was given, the more he realized... he was killing bad people. He almost felt like he was doing a justice, and eventually, didn't even care about who he was killing, he had grown a liking for it.

 

Khan rose through the ranks of the Dark Brotherhood quickly, eventually he had became a Listener of the Dark Brotherhood. FInally Khan decided to stop with doing any quests, or crimes for a while, and to just live his life in peace for a few months, maybe even years. Khan now resides in a Hunting Lodge just southwest of Bruma(mod) and spends his time hunting in the nearby woods and mountains, and selling furs to the local merchants.

 

 

 

 

 

That's just my favorite and most in-depth character storyline. I don't feel like bothering with the others, too many to tell.

[st delyn]

My latest character has just set foot outside of the beginners dungeon.

 

Name: Valen

Race: Dark Elf

Age: 21

 

Valen was born to a couple of farmers in a small unnamed settlement on Vvardenfell, where he lived a quiet live until he was ten years old. On the evening of his tenth birthday bandits raided the setllement, killing everyone they saw. Valen stood behind a tree and witnessed all of the horror, until he was caught on by a bandit, who charged mercylessly at him. Valen thought he was dead, but the end waited an awefull long time, so he dared to look up, when he saw a young woman standing in front of him, holding a bloody claymore. Before her lay the lifeless body of the bandit. The woman took him up on her back and ran away from the settlement.

 

For the years to come she trained Valen in the woods in the ways of the warrior. It was there were he learned how to use the bow and sword. Until he grew impatient, and ran away from her, looking for vengeance. By the age of 15 he single handedly killed the whole bandit camp. For the year to come he tracked down the escaping bandits, his travels leading him all over Tamriel. On the way he learned much, he learned the way of the axe and shield from the legendary Greybeards in the Skyrim mountains. He learned the ways of the duel from an old redguard in Stros M'Kai, claiming to be a descendent from the legendary Redguard pirate Cyrus. He learned the ways of the mage only for a part, for his tutor was killed in an accident.

 

He then left for Cyrodiil. He was 19 when he reached the border, battle hardened and scarred by the past he walked down the hills north of Bruma. He got into a bar brawl and accidently killed his opponent. He killed two guards of Bruma storming out of the town. He was caught three months later, he was almost starved to death and had resorted to eating almost everything, including rats. He was trown into jail in the Imperial City, where he remained. Over the years his skills faded, but the fire in his eyes never died. He knew he had a higher purpose.

 

He thanked the gods for sending the Emperor through his cell, prayed for his soul, and stepped out in the bright light, uncertain of his faith.

 

And? Whatdoyathink?

 

Delyn out.