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Samuhell666

New Member
Got a weird one for my latest Nord:

Name: Grey Fang
Race: Nord
Age: Unknown
Gender Male

Story:

Grey Fang awoke on the side of a road with a killer headache, not remembering anything about himself it became common sense to give himself a name and due to the fact he had a wolf fang encased in steel as a pendant he decided to take the name Grey Fang as he had no reference to name himself by.

As he stood he noticed that he was clad in leather armour and wielded a carved blade, taking all this in plus the fact he was in a forest on a path. His musings came to an abrupt end when he heard a shriek and could see a fire in the distance, thinking that someone might need help (someone who could potentially tell him who he was) he sprinted to the fire, as he ran he noticed three fur clad men armed with simple axes of iron attacking a farmer who was doing his best but wouldn't last long.

Realising that he had to try to help he struck the first one with his blade with force enough to take his head, before quickly stabbing the second through the side missing every rib but piercing his heart. As he wretched the sword free from the corpse his eyes turned to the third seeing that the third bandit had dispatched the farmer and had turned towards Grey to take his life as Grey struggled to remove the corpse from his blade. the bandit swung what would have been a decapitating blow if it hadn't have been for Grey's quick reflexes to duck underneath it even whilst trying to reclaim his blade, this unfortunately for the bandit meant that Grey was turning and managed to wrest free his blade and gut the still breathing bandit all in one fluid motion.

He wiped his sword clean and saw a face that would stay in his mind for years to come... A young girl about 11 knelt by her slain mother begging her to get up, Grey ran up to the girl and swept her in to his arms to get her away from her burning home. He fed her and once the fire had ceased buried her parents.

Asking the girl her name she replied with Lilliana, he told he would look after and teach her how to survive...

25 years later...

Grey was returning home to Skyrim after hearing of a civil war and other odd occurrences when he encountered a group of blue clad soldiers on the road and just remembers feeling something hard hit his head and waking up in the cart to Helgen........

(I'm eventually expand on this explaining who Lilliana is and her role in his story) Please tell me what you think
 

Nephor The Shadow Stalker

Strike swiftly and silently.
I'll start with my legendary Nephor. He originally was from TES:Morrowind and his class was a Shadow Stalker and was a Khajiit from the get go. I wrote a short story that was sometime before I actually played the game and just kind of adapted it to the TES lore. He formed a group of secret agents called The Shadow Stalkers that went around Tamriel and studied and even joined factions to discover what they're up to. The individual would report any red flags and if there were any they would take affirmative action against said faction by manipulating another faction to war with it or just by eliminating the entire group outright. Soon after the original Nephor's death the group remained strong in it's efforts but the Oblivion crisis happened and the group was cut off from all it's normal means of communications and a new Khajiit got wind of it's efforts and adopted the name Nephor to help instill courage and motivation within the faction and to restore their communications. After his death the group enjoyed the peace and teetered off little by little until dragons began to ravish the country side of Skyrim and the Khajiit son of a Shadow Stalker shared his secrets with his child and thus a new Nephor was born. :)
 
Race: High Elf
Sex: Male
Name: Barufurea
''Class'': Sky Pirate

Born in 179 Fourth Era, Barufurea, as Famuran mido Bunanza, is the third son of Shidorufasu Demu Bunanza, a scientist in employ of the Third Aldmeri Dominion. He showed such promise at a young age he was made a Thalmor Justicar at only sixteen years old. In 195, six years prior to The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim's storyline, after his father returned from an ancient city said to lie deep within Elsweyr, Famuran noticed Shido's sanity fading: he talked to someone who wasn't there, raving on about ''bringing the reins of history back to the hands of mer.'' This behavior strained their relationship and eventually Famuran could not stand the sight of his father.

Famuran's falling out with his father, combined with the political maneuvers of Alinor, made Famuran decide to leave his post as a Justicar and flee the city stealing the new prototype fighter ship as a means of escape from Alinor. Since going into hiding, he has updated the ship (so much so that it no longer resembles the original design) and has named it the Strahl.

Famuran took on the name ''Barufurea'' as an alias to help cast aside his ties with Alinor. Partnering with a Khajiit companion named Furan, he flew the skies of Tamriel searching for treasure, gaining notoriety as a sky pirate, and increasing the bounty on his head.

In 201 Fourth Era, Barufurea and Furan head to the Blue Palace's treasury, but, in the Jerall Mountains near the border with Skyrim, they are assailed by a blizzard, the likes of wich they have never seen. The airship goes down and they have no choice but to go ''the old-fashioned way''. Their journey ends abruptly when, while attempting to cross the border into Skyrim, Furan is killed and Barufurea is caught in an imperial ambush.

Civil War Faction: Stormcloacks

(This build is freely inspired by Balthier's character in the video game Final Fantasy XII.)
 

ZPfor3

Arch-Mage/Harbinger in Training
I play on PC, so there are mods used with this character! :p

Race: Lunari (modded race)
Sex: Female
Name: Lunith
Class: Archer
Main Skills: Archery, Light Armor, Sneak, and Alchemy
Secondary Skills: Lockpicking (no perks, but every lock is picked), Smithing (for making arrows), and Enchanting
Quirks: Trust Issues, Not a Girly-Girl at all, Very Angry, and Loves the Dwemer
Background:

Lunith is a rare person. Not in a "She is so special. She will do great things!" kind of way, more of like a "She is the last of her race" kind of way. Lunith is a Lunari Elf, the last one for that matter.

When she was young, Lunith and her parents lived in peace in the mountains of the Skyrim. Along with a few other Lunari, they started a village Southeast of Windhelm. The village never delt much with the Nords below, mainly because the Nords of Windhelm were very cruel and abusive to them, thus none of the children were allowed to leave the village. As time went on, Lunith become bored. She wanted to adventure, to see the world and all it had to offer! So one night, she wrote a note to her parents, telling them that she planned to go off and see the world, and crept out of the village. Lunith took off down the road towards Kynesgrove, but when she arrived, she had no money to buy a room for the night. So she slept outside, which she didn't seem to mind. She was finally out! She could do what ever she wanted!

After a year of adventuring and exploring, Lunith decided it was time to return home. However, when she arrived back home the village was gone! There were no signs of the village ever being there, almost as if they had disappeared! So Lunith went into town to ask about the village. She walked around for a bit, with no luck. When she finally found someone that had actually heard of her village they said that they remembered seeing a band of men with torches and swords going up the side of the mountain about 7 months ago. Horrified, Lunith ran back to the spot of the village and began digging furiously into the snow. After about half an hour of digging, she came upon charred building. It was her old home. Lunith stared for what must of been hours. Her parents, gone. Everyone she loved and cared for, all gone. A single tear rolled down her snow coverd cheek and fell into the powdery snow. Lunith looked right at where the village center would be and let out a scream so loud and ferocious that all the nearby trees lost the snow from their branches. Lunith stood up on knee, looked to the sky, and said, "I will not forget. I will never forget." She then made a V with her fingers and drug them across her heart, an ancient Lunari symbol for Love.

With that, Lunith began her new life as the last Lunari.
 

Anouck

Queen of Procrastination
*SPOILER ALERT*

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Far away from Valenwood, Athragar wanders about the province of Skyrim. He is a male Bosmer with a talent for archery. Like many people of his race, he tries to make a living as a hunter. He spends the biggest part of his day around Falkreath or Whiterun, trying to hunt deers, bears and sabre cats. The meat and pelts he collects, he sells to the Drunken Huntsman or a local blacksmith.
A Wood Elf hunter is not an unusual sight - not even in Skyrim. But Athragar is an unusual person. In fact, he is not really a person. A long time ago, the Daedric Prince of the Hunt, lord Hircine, created Athragar to hunt on his realm. And that is what he had been doing for centuries. He was one of the hunters who went after the legendary prince Attrebus when he and Sul, his Dunmer companion, were trying to cross the planes of Oblivion.
During the fight with Attrebus and his companions, he ended up being responsible for the death of a few Khajiit. They stayed behind and sacrificed themselves for the heir of Titus Mede. This was the first time he killed a person and not an animal. Athragar swore he would never do that again. He was one of Hircine's most respected hunters, but valued his morals and wouldn't neglect them anymore.
A few centuries later, Athragar came in that very same position once again. There was a rumor about a mortal named Sinding who stole one of Hircine's artifacts. Apparently it was a ring that somehow had something to do with Lycantrophy. He was told to kill Sinding, but this time he stood by his principles. He refused, which caused him to get banished from Hircine's hunting grounds. He was created to obey, but failed doing so. He was now sent to the mortal world.
But a non-mortal being can not just enter "our world" and receive the gift of life. Without ancestors he could not exist, and without a bloodline he wouldn't be a mortal. He got the blood of Gaeladriel, a male Bosmer who lived in the year 394 of the third era. His offspring, Atlas, Thoronir and Gilabor, are the last 3 generations of the bloodline. Their blood runs through Athragar's veins. But even though they are not his parents or brothers, he has their genes and DNA.
Athragar spends the first months of his life as a hunter. One day he passes through the Falkreath for his usual business, when he meets a mourning family. Two parents lost their daughter, and the thing responsible for it was a werewolf. It didn't take him too long to figure out that the mans name was Sinding. For the very first time, he started to feel guilty and deeply regretted he didn't kill the beast when he got the chance to.

After a few months of living a lonely life, living of the hunt and traveling through the holds, he hears a rumor about the Dawnguard. He doesn't know much about them, only that they hunt vampires. As a skilled archer with silent feet and sharp eyes, he thought he could contribute to this faction. He asked around for the location of their fort, and went there immediately.
It didn't take him long to get accepted, and soon he was on his way for his first mission. For the first time he felt like he was spending his time on Nirn well. He didn't waste his finite mortal life on chasing animals day after day. He was now hunting something else, something bigger.
But after his first encounter with a vampire he contracted vampirism. He didn't notice until he walked back to the fort and was overwhelmed by the sunlight. His skills were decreased and he felt a strange hunger. By the time he got back to the fort, his disease had progressed and he was a four stage vampire. He was being told to go to Morthal for a cure. If he'd disobey, he could not return.
In Morthal he visits a local mage. He tells him to go look for a black soul gem and to fill it with the soul of a person. But first he needs to learn the spell "soul trap". After accomplishing this, he is on his way to a bandit fort near Whiterun that is infamous for attacking innocent travelers. He would get his soul there. But then he gets an idea.
He heard about the Companions in Whiterun. A few of their members worship Hircine and some of the most respected, they call themselves "The Circle", have the blood of the beast running through their veins. If Athragar could get in and become a part of that Circle, he would get blessed with Lycantrophy which would cure him from vampirism right away. He would also get in favor with lord Hircine again, and could go back to his realm after his death.
There is only one problem: The blood of a late Bosmer family runs through his veins. The blood of Gaeladriel. But usually a person gets genes from a mother and a father - not just one of them. The lack of a second bloodline doesn't matter, because he needed the bloodline only to enter the mortal world and be considered as a mortal. But when he became a werewolf this corrupted Gaeladriel's blood.

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LuChao

The Martial artist
my newest build which seems to be interesting so far
Shavashina was 4 years old when she discovered she could use the Fury spell with both hands at the same time and she was a twisted child cause she would sneak into a corner in the dark and use dual fury spells to make 2 different people attack each other just to amuse herself. Shavashina never got caught doing this so as she grew older she began to study more schools till one day she learned how to raise the dead then she became even more twisted. at the age of 14 she was noticed by the DB in the Imperial City and she quickly found she had a knack of killing people without using any weapons herself she would cast fury on one person till someone died then she would raise the dead to kill the rest never once killing anyone herself.at the age of 15 she came down with an illness that made her body reject any potions so she relies on her magic skills to stay alive. During the collapse of the Cyrodil Dark Brotherhood Shavashina ran to Skyrim where she got captured in the Imperial ambush on the Stormcloaks and this is where her story unfolds.
 

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