Who Is your character and what is there story?

[Rogue_Assassin]

Hey Guys i posted this in the wrong topic so i got no results so im going to try my luck here. This is my character
Name:Rakim Shakur
Age:22
Gender:Male
Race: Redguard
In the poorest parts of Hammerfell lived a boy. 8 years old working on the hot farm from dawn to dusk. His parents had been executed publicly for theft. So the boy lived with his uncle. His uncle decided to move to skyrim to join the legion because war was on the verge. 8 years later in the boys life his uncle, now married and famous for his actions in the war decided that home was calling. Rakim, refused. As he thought skyrim was where he would make his stand.
So his uncle left. Leaving rakim with absolutely nothing. Poor as dirt living in falkreath. One day he was out doing the usual begging for a few precious septims for his dinner. When one day a young nord women named astrid stumbled upon him and invited him into her organization. Not knowing what would come in the future. He trained for 5 years. Amazed at what he had turned into. A complete milk drinker to an elite assassin. One day he figured out that the clan were killing innocent beggars for there own profit. "To clean the world of filth". Rakim found out about there scheme and was outraged. He then confronted astrid and astrid had blamed the murder of 2 initiates on rakims hands and he decided to flee to cyrodill. He became a well known missing rogue. He was out in hiding making his way to the border. When the border was reached he walked into an imperial ambushed and got knocked out. He woke up to the sound of horse footsteps and the ragged wood and metal of a cart. Around him was a horse thief and stormcloack captives. On that same cart was ulfric stormcloack. He thought about it and quickly realized that death awaited. He got into helgen. Got off the cart and got pushed up to the block. He looked down at the head of another stormcloack and thought "what did i do to deserve this"
THE END!
Please, send in your stories and even give me suggestions! Suggestions will be greatly accepted and i will put them into consideration. So reply your stories and have a nice dovah's!!

 

[jonathan90]

okay the story of my character.

race:wood elf

age:32

name:robin hood of loxley

job and occupation: to work for the emperor and kill the empire titus mede the 2nd. he is a trained theif/assassin who also works for the dawn gaurd. and became a companion warrior as soon as he had his criminal history as a theif.

now his job is to confront nerby vampires,dragons and many bandits and free skyrim from the scumbags and evil once and for all. robin hood of loxley is a theif and a dangerous man wood elf, but not an evil scum bag.he is an archer and a bladesman and a skilled theif hands.
after he works for the dark brotherhood and the theives guild he became a master alchemist to find a way to poison the fluff out of the scum that live in skyrim resisdence. he became the most dangerous dragon born prick you would ever want to know.

 

[jonathan90]

I was meant to say "poison the f**** out of the scum in skyrim, but it substituted my word.

 

[Psiberzerker]

I have so many, but my favorite, and avatar is Margot "Dread Fall." A 15yo Nord girl, she's pretty much a Bandit with delusions of Grandure. She considers herself an Assassin, despite the fact that she neglects Armor, had to learn to Sneak for quite a while, and insists on using a Greatsword she calls "Dagger."

Born in Helgen, she grew up at the Inn, and read adventure stories, as well as sneaking out with her best freind, Nevaris. A dunmer, he was another bit of a misfit, so they played around in Ruins, stole from shops, and threw rocks at the bandits from the hill overlooking Fort Neugrad. They were out all night, but got seperated when she ran away, and nevaris hid in the shadows. By the time she got back,it was morning, and the sown was abuzz at arrival of none other than Ulfric Stormcloak in bonds. Captured, she snuck around to look at the wierd High Elves in their keen black robes with metallic piping, but got shoed off, so went to watch the field trial, and execution instead.
They only got one head in, and were about to take another when the Dragon Attacked. She skampered through the rubble, and fire, followed the Soldiers, but by the time she reached the safety of the keep, her dress was torn ragged.

Long Story short, she escaped with the help of Hadvar, (Never really got along with the other Nords) an Iron Sword that was so much nicer than the Bung Starter (Big wooden mallet for banging in the bungs on casks,) in the basement of the Inn, helped his uncle around the shop a bit, and put a decent edge on it, beat up some bandit's and set off adventuring.

First, she returned to Neugrad, after stopping at a Shrine of Talos where some dead Worshippers lay, and also a Thalmor soldier she looted his clothes from, until she could get a hood to match, anyway.
http://cloud.steampowered.com/ugc/558688305270265152/BE66C1A9D71CC3CB616134327121B1CCD949D427/
It's a long story, she made it to Whiterun, did a couple missions with the Companions:http://cloud-2.steampowered.com/ugc/1100268990235877211/AF143F1A8A940B1EFD600C9BE5C54CAF50DA6F1D/
Went shopping in Solitude:
http://cloud-2.steampowered.com/ugc/558688305270492110/B123BBD3C83F45D7B6AAD1E4AF021FBF4A6AD9FD/
Visited Windhelm, and Riften...
http://cloud.steampowered.com/ugc/558688305270534769/E75CC4BAA12089691D5E0E7E6782104C16E8E640/
And made some new friends before finally finding a Hood she liked.
http://cloud-2.steampowered.com/ugc/558688305223421133/604C7D09C43CFC3FA9FA8BB433F8FCBD88B06D8E/
Now, her best friend is another Dunmer, who understands her, and she even has a horsey!
http://cloud.steampowered.com/ugc/1171184187772617956/4E52DF52C30156416139139E3A7CEC56A8BEFA80/
The end.

 

[jonathan90]

I have so many, but my favorite, and avatar is Margot "Dread Fall." A 15yo Nord girl, she's pretty much a Bandit with delusions of Grandure. She considers herself an Assassin, despite the fact that she neglects Armor, had to learn to Sneak for quite a while, and insists on using a Greatsword she calls "Dagger."

Born in Helgen, she grew up at the Inn, and read adventure stories, as well as sneaking out with her best freind, Nevaris. A dunmer, he was another bit of a misfit, so they played around in Ruins, stole from shops, and threw rocks at the bandits from the hill overlooking Fort Neugrad. They were out all night, but got seperated when she ran away, and nevaris hid in the shadows. By the time she got back,it was morning, and the sown was abuzz at arrival of none other than Ulfric Stormcloak in bonds. Captured, she snuck around to look at the wierd High Elves in their keen black robes with metallic piping, but got shoed off, so went to watch the field trial, and execution instead.
They only got one head in, and were about to take another when the Dragon Attacked. She skampered through the rubble, and fire, followed the Soldiers, but by the time she reached the safety of the keep, her dress was torn ragged.

Long Story short, she escaped with the help of Hadvar, (Never really got along with the other Nords) an Iron Sword that was so much nicer than the Bung Starter (Big wooden mallet for banging in the bungs on casks,) in the basement of the Inn, helped his uncle around the shop a bit, and put a decent edge on it, beat up some bandit's and set off adventuring.

First, she returned to Neugrad, after stopping at a Shrine of Talos where some dead Worshippers lay, and also a Thalmor soldier she looted his clothes from, until she could get a hood to match, anyway.
http://cloud.steampowered.com/ugc/558688305270265152/BE66C1A9D71CC3CB616134327121B1CCD949D427/
It's a long story, she made it to Whiterun, did a couple missions with the Companions:http://cloud-2.steampowered.com/ugc/1100268990235877211/AF143F1A8A940B1EFD600C9BE5C54CAF50DA6F1D/
Went shopping in Solitude:
http://cloud-2.steampowered.com/ugc/558688305270492110/B123BBD3C83F45D7B6AAD1E4AF021FBF4A6AD9FD/
Visited Windhelm, and Riften...
http://cloud.steampowered.com/ugc/558688305270534769/E75CC4BAA12089691D5E0E7E6782104C16E8E640/
And made some new friends before finally finding a Hood she liked.
http://cloud-2.steampowered.com/ugc/558688305223421133/604C7D09C43CFC3FA9FA8BB433F8FCBD88B06D8E/
Now, her best friend is another Dunmer, who understands her, and she even has a horsey!
http://cloud.steampowered.com/ugc/1171184187772617956/4E52DF52C30156416139139E3A7CEC56A8BEFA80/
The end.

where in god blazes did you get that armour???,ITS AWSOME, I LOVE THAT ARMOUR AND ONLY ON 17??!!!!!thats crazily cool.

 

[Psiberzerker]

where in god blazes did you get that armour???,ITS AWSOME, I LOVE THAT ARMOUR AND ONLY ON 17??!!!!!thats crazily cool.

It's not Armor, it's the Mourner's Dress (On a female Avatar) from Radiant Rainment, in Solitude.

 

[Saozig]

My lastest character--been playing him all night and, er, morning:

Name: Raphael Lezoux
Race: Breton
Build: Rogue
Age: 25

Honest face, not-so-honest soul. Gifted in archery, swordsmanship, alchemy, and persuasion, he comes from a wealthy Breton family who have disowned him, after one too many "embarrassments". He's totally guilty for what he was arrested and nearly executed at Helgen for. Right now he's hanging around Whiterun, honing his alchemical skills, convincing the good people of the city that he's a stand-up citizen just like them (he's even been seen smoozing with Nazeem) and wondering if the Dark Brotherhood would be interested in his services. He uses magic more than the classic Rogue build, but it's because he's smart and adaptable.

 

[TheBritishVillain]

Name: Prisoner (it's what he was called at Helgram and he does not remember his past very much)
Age: 34
Race: Imperial
Skills: Archery, one handed, Lockpicking, Destruction and Restoration magic and conjuring.

Brought up outside of Skyrim, my character's parents died whilst he was at the age of 12. For years he wandered about Morrowind looking after himself. Until one day he joined the Imperials and for 15 years he fought against the Nords in Skyrim. Until one day he was ordered to execute innocent civillians. Departing from his post and the entire Legion he escaped Tamriel until one day fate intervened. Hunting near the borders he was caught by the Legion once again and taken to be executed...thus beginning the story.

He now is in charge of the Companions and restoring the Thieves Guild to their former glory. He lives at Proudspire Manor doing odd jobs for his guilds whilst intending to take down the Dark Brotherhood.

 

[DayWalker]

My character is nick named the Ash-King who only uses shouts from training under the Greybeards. He basically looks like Sheogorath with the Greybeard apparel; since he is basically the reincarnate of Talos himself. The Thalmor knew exactly what the cannon stated and was hell bent on destroying everyone who they thought were suspicious of filling the prophecy which is why he almost got his head cut off at the beginning until Alduin appeared. The Thalmor knew they had failed, and they turned their sights to the College of Winterhold and begot the Eye of Magnus to try and cause mass destruction- to their fail. The Ash-King was born of dragon blood, vengeance, ash of previous fallen predecessors with a vendetta to score. He sets his sights upon collapsing the Thalmor,Legion, and the Stormcloaks. His aim isn't like what he has done before with the Blades. No, this time, he has come back very pissed off and ready to turn everyone over to their judgement. His ulterior motive is simple: Fulfill the prophecy of God-King by with the help of the Greybeards, give all land and authority to the Legion, then join the Imperial Legion and shout at Ulfiric Stormcloak until every bone in his body shatters. From there he will assassinate the emperor to knock out 2 birds with one stone. Then, he can defeat the Dragon King Alduin and gain supremacy as all the threats will be neutralized. Thereafter, use that to his advantage to fight the entire Thalmor Judiciary and earn his right of God Hood- finally proclaiming that he is a God as opposed to just a myth. Like they say, Legends don't burn down villages.

 

[Zyphur]

Name: Dreztaza (alias)
Age: 28 (Or the same physical maturity of a human who's 28, however long orcs live!)
Race: Orc
Skills: Battlemage/Assassin

As a whole she is very solitary, she hardly opens up about her past to anyone, and a bad experience has made it so that she always perfers to do things by herself rather then inlist help from others. Her mother died when she was young, and she was mostly raised by her physically abusive father away from an Orc Stronghold and the cities. At age "15" she killed him, and ran off on her own. Some years later she was eventually caught crossing the border into Skyrim.

Her rough life has had a heavy influence on her morals. She has no problem killing someone just because they give her lip. But there's some places even she won't go to.

(In other words, sometimes I like to make evil decisions, and sometimes I like to be good. )

 

[Subtle]

Name: Qa'nirr (probably not his real name)
Age: 32 (probably not his real age)
Race: Khajiit (probably his actual race due to his tail and feline ears and eyes)
Class/Skills: Nightingale Assassin (not a cold-blooded killer, but he utilizes the shadows to pounce on his enemies)

Biography
Qa'nirr grew up in Corinth. His family was quite wealthy, as his father was a famous smith who had traveled all over Tamriel in his younger age, and had quite a big influence in Skyrim. His mother was a professional thief who used to be a high ranking member in the Elsweyr Thieves' Guild. He grew up with three other siblings: two older brothers and an older sister. Although his family was well liked, everyone knew there was something... different about Qa'nirr's father. Ever since he returned from his journey across Tamriel, there was something different in the way he talked. It was said that whenever he raised his voice, things would start to happen. Truth is, Qa'nirr's father came from a long line of Khajiit Dragonborn. No one had any idea about this except for his wife and himself.

But then something happened. Along with being largely famous, he had made many powerful enemies in Skyrim. One night, Qa'nirr's father was murdered by the Dark Brotherhood from the Skyrim Sanctuary as all the other sanctuaries had been abandoned mysteriously.

Qa'nirr realized that he could be a target as well, so he fled Elsweyr. He traveled with a caravan throughout Cyrodiil until one day, near the boarder of Skyrim, the caravan was ambushed by bandits. Qa'nirr was the only survivor. Dazed and on the verge of death, Qa'nirr stumbled into Skyrim, only to be arrested by a Stormcloak patrol on charges of smuggling skooma (those damn Stormcloaks - stereotyping other races!). The patrol he was captured by was then attacked by an Imperial platoon which captured the patrol, and took them to Helgen. The rest is all legend...

Skills and other paraphernalia.
Qa'nirr is a rogue by nature. He was always more skilled at sneaking around than open combat. He is one of the best archers you will find in Tamriel, as he was trained by a master Bosmer archer in Corinth. He is also quite skilled with a pair of daggers he crafted from the bones of a dragon. Througout his travels through Skyrim, he succeeded in killing the leader of the Dark Brotherhood as well as the Dark Brotherhood itself. He is most famously known for slaying Alduin the World Eater in Sovngarde. Some even say he is a Nightingale of Nocturnal (surely that is but a rumor), although he does wear a strange set of black leather armor that has some unnatural aura around it...

Qa'nirr is undoubtedly one of the greatest heroes Skyrim has ever seen since Talos himself... Even if he is but a lowly Khajiit.

 

[jonathan90]

It's not Armor, it's the Mourner's Dress (On a female Avatar) from Radiant Rainment, in Solitude.

oh my bad,cool clothes by the way.