What were you doing before your capture?

[DrunkenMage]

Stormcloaks stole my wagon. So I was like "Dude wheres my wagon?" and the guy next to me was like "Dude wheres your wagon?" then "Dude wheres my wagon?" and he was all "Dude wheres your wagon?" So I tracked them stormcloaks down, got caught in an ambush and was arrested for talking back to the Soldiers, later on I was like "Yo Imperial dude, this is a sweet wagon, how much was it?" Cause it was all better than my old wagon, but he was all "Shut up back there"

Much like this.

 

[Neriad13]

I'm too bitter about what happens in Helgen these days. I can't even play with that beginning any more. It grates on my nerves too much. The only way I can play is to fast forward through the beginning and pretend my character was merely a witness to events in Helgen. Even then, she's bitter and angry at what she saw. This didn't used to bother me, but for the last month, it really has. I haven't really been able play at all lately...

You play on PC, right? There's a great mod for problems like that. It allows you to completely skip Helgen and dumps you off in a completely random location at the start of the game. And the Main Quest is rewritten so that, should you choose to go ahead with it, all you'd have to do is go back to Helgen and see the destruction after it had already been caused.

 

[Moris]

You play on PC, right? There's a great mod for problems like that. It allows you to completely skip Helgen and dumps you off in a completely random location at the start of the game. And the Main Quest is rewritten so that, should you choose to go ahead with it, all you'd have to do is go back to Helgen and see the destruction after it had already been caused.

Sweet! I have never seen that mod. Brings a whole new excitement to being level 1 again. I must try it. Thanks.

 

[Mighty Pecan Pie]

I was in a coma for 19 years, so yeah weird stuff was happening.

 

[Voodoo_uk2]

My Char was born and raised in the Alik'r Dessert so he knew all too well the word ...Hardship
Sand in your Cheerios in the morning
Sand in your goat stew in the afternoon
and yes...Sand in your Oxtail Soup of an evening
His class mates would tease him about thinking he was different and the true dragon born
they would sing songs like...
Dragon born Dragon born you are not really the Dragon born, and then blew raspberries at him running away laughing and giggling !
After years of torment the last straw came when instead of water coming out of his homemade shower came..............SAND
and so he decided to head out of Hammerfell and make some gold coin for his small purse, He travelled with a group of Khajiit traders who taught him all the necessary skills he would need to get money to support his new Skooma addiction which he also picked up from them and wound up in Skyrim
After a great day selling stuff that he had pick pocketed from unsuspecting market traders and buyers he sold a Gold ring to the Wrong person and had to run for his life after loosing the pursuer in the nearest set of woods he was running and looking behind himself then ...BLAM bumped straight into some Nord looking chap dressed in the blue regalia of a noble Stormcloak , he had heard tale of these guys and feared the worst but before any words were exchanged they were surrounded by about 15 Imperials....

 

[OckhamsFolly]

Cronach was traveling to Dushnikh Yal when he heard fighting in the night. He approached to see what was happening, hammer loosed. Someone came up behind him and told him to halt and surrender, and Cronach accidentally ended up catching Hadvar in the guts with his hammer. And the rest is history.

Waldulf was on his way to fight for his homeland.

Toza was eating something... Unsavory.

 

[Huntagalos]

I was riding my pet unicorn throughout the land and I realized that I had never been to Skyrim so I headed off there. My unicorn made a rainbow path to speed along the journey. When I crossed the border, the racist Nord stormcloaks took me captive and brought me to their camp to meet a man who was supposed to be the high king of Skyrim although i have never hear of him. Out of no where soldiers of the imperial legion attacked! I saw my old friend Johnny Bob Jr. in their ranks and tried to get his attention but it failed. Although he eventually did recognize me he fell off the wagon I was on and got trampled by a stampede of skeever. My unicorn who evaded capture tried a daring rescue but gt his head eaten by a strange looking dragon that was trailing our caravan. How no one but me noticed the giant beast that was in the sky that was unlike anything anyone has seen in centuries confused me. I tried to say something but that supposed high king's friend would not SHUT UP! And that horse thief! UGG i wanted to swipe their heads off with a giant war hammer. Anyways that's how I ended up in Helgen and it started a whole new journey for me... but it will never be the same without my unicorn.

 

[Soloquendi]

I was stealing sweet rolls.

Just kidding.

For my main, Soloquendi;
After the death of my Wood Elven mother, I was traveling to Skyrim to seek out my Nord father's family, and find my roots. I was captured sneaking into Skyrim, since all the border crossings are guarded. I had pretty much made it, when I heard a lot of yelling and this idiot Ulfric came running through the forest being chased by a bunch of Imperials. He ran right in to me, knocking me down, then grabbed me before I could run away and began screaming at me to save him, crying like a little girl the whole time. The Imperials didn't believe that I was innocent and arrested me. At least they put a rag in Ulfric's mouth to stop his whining.

 

[The Iron Raven xvx]

I was a Nord who grew up in Cyrodiil. There came a time when I decided to finally set eyes on my homeland and so with a few fellow Nords, some Bretons and a few Imperials, we started off for Skyrim. We were barely a day into its border when a horde of bandits razed our tiny caravan. Some resisted but were put down. Eventually, those of us who escaped went our separate ways.

I happened to stumble upon a soldiers' camp a few days after the incident. They refer to them as Stormcloaks. I, for one, am not aware of the on-going Civil War so I figure them to be just some sort of independent army. The officer, seeing as that I was a Nord of able-bodied appearance and age, figured I was looking to join into their ranks. This was false as I simply was looking to purchase or trade for food and some other menial supplies for my journey.

That was when all Oblivion broke loose as legionnaires flocked the camp from all sides. The entire camp was taken by surprise and those who resisted were easily brought down by a hail of arrows. I desperately sought some shelter on one of the nearby trees but three legionnaires happened to subdue me with little effort, thinking that my treatment would be based on how I act.

It turned out that these Stormcloaks were branded rebels by the Empire and it wasn't surprising to find myself being labelled as one as well. I glanced at the officer by the large tent who had went down fighting. Then emerged a man I presumed to be a noble or of great importance, his hands raised in surrender as he was arrested like the rest of the survivors. They boarded us on wagons, hands bound and heavily guarded, as the convoy made its way to Helgen.

 

[Volanere]

Volanere was escorting a HVT (high value target), which happened to be a Imperial soldier, from Cryodill to Skyrim for extensive questioning. A rescue team of Imperial soldiers ambushed the escorting Thalmors. Needless to say they were all killed except for Volanere because of his rank and importance. After questioning Volanere for days they sent him to be beheaded over the border along with a couple of stormcloacks. The Thalmor was never informed of Volaneres capture and he was meant to be beheaded as a regular citizen of Skyrim.

After Volaneres escape he made it to the Embassy to tell his story of the treatchery of the Imperials. Needless to say politics got in the way and Volaneres run in with the Empire was taken as it never happened. Now anytime he encounters a traveling group of Imperials escorting a prisoner he destroys all of them painfully including the prisoner. He has a deep hatred for the Empire and the Stormcloacks.

 

[LittleWolf14-10]

Brynna was probably on the run from some very, very angry wives. The little tramp was even trying to seduce Hadvar on her way to the chopping block.
You'd think she'd have learned, but nope.

 

[Stormy]

Well...Varius had a WILD night out before the morning of his capture...Hell he even had a go at some skooma a shifty Khajiit offered him in a dank ally way on his way home, He got lost and found himself just outside of helgen...still staggering around tripping on skooma he noticed some shady figures approaching from a hillside...before Varius knew what hit him a swift fist clocked him square between the eyes knocking him flat to the snowy floor.. He then awoke with a nasty headache, hands bound and heading to the headmans block!

 

[FullmetalHeart20]

My Altmer was fleeing Alinor for acts of 'sedition' against the Aldmeri Dominion. He took ship from Firsthold, and got off on the docks of Anvil in Cyrodiil. As he traveled, he heard tales of brave Nords who resisted the Thalmor. Of course, this was before he learned how racist and unprepared they were. Anyway, he decided to travel to Skyrim, and lend what help he could. He had just crossed the border, and the rest is history.

 

[Valin Oakthorn]

Oh that day, I was minding my own business at my house near riverwood when an old lady came asking of help, i gave her some soup and talked to her. She mentioned that this was a nice house and she would love to have it, i told her it wasnt up for sale. Then she pulled up a spell the likes of which i have never seen. She sent it straight into my chest, and i instantly forgot my years of training and became a novice at all skills, I ran to the closest elven nation i knew of, morrowind. Upon reaching a camp near the edge of the province, called darkwater crossing where an imperial ambush was being held and i was taken with the captured stormcloaks. Upon my escape I returned to the lady by the name of anise, got my revenge and went to darkwater crossing where i met derkethus, a skilled argonian who now serves as my companion.

 

[FullmetalHeart20]

Oh that day, I was minding my own business at my house near riverwood when an old lady came asking of help, i gave her some soup and talked to her. She mentioned that this was a nice house and she would love to have it, i told her it wasnt up for sale. Then she pulled up a spell the likes of which i have never seen. She sent it straight into my chest, and i instantly forgot my years of training and became a novice at all skills, I ran to the closest elven nation i knew of, morrowind. Upon reaching a camp near the edge of the province, called darkwater crossing where an imperial ambush was being held and i was taken with the captured stormcloaks. Upon my escape I returned to the lady by the name of anise, got my revenge and went to darkwater crossing where i met derkethus, a skilled argonian who now serves as my companion.

But then how do you know this?

 

[Valin Oakthorn]

But then how do you know this?

I was there.... forgot my years of training isnt a good word, i lost the muscle memory for shooting my bow, my arm weakened so i could hardly lift my sword.

 

[Nocte Aeterna]

Nendir evacuated Morrowind after Red Mountain erupted. At the time, he was an initiate for the Morag Tong. Since Skyrim was the closest province, he sought out refuge there in an attempt to reform the organization himself as a solo act in carrying out Mephala's will, since several of his associates never made it out of Vvardenfell.

Rabanus, an Imperial scholar, was en route from Cyrodiil to study at the College of Winterhold, but was mistaken for a thief due to the massive pile of books he was carrying. Oh, irony.

Visthulu had been sailing for years before disembarking in Skyrim. Despite being around pirates, the Argonian wasn't a pirate himself - he was merely an explorer with an urge to see the world. Misfortune got him captured.

 

[Beechlgz]

My latest character is an outcast argonian named Killal. He is violent and completely repelled by social interaction, he'd sooner hammer your face in than talk to you. He's always been like that even when he was a hatchling. He seems to live by his basic reptillian instincts. Food, shelter and sex are all he needs in life. He may seem mentally impaired but he isn't stupid. He's extremely clever and cunning in his own sinister way.

(My characters are usually really sweet natured and quite passive, I really just wanted a violent character to see how many NPCs I can kill)

Being unable to interact socially without trying to kill people, and lacking much vocabulary, he often found himself in near-fatal situations. Interested only in his own skin above all else he drifted alone away from Black Marsh. Everywhere he went he brought violence to others which backlashed upon himself. He soon found himself in less densely populated but harsher climates. When he staggered over the borders of Skyrim he just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time and reacted in his usual violent manner, which earned him no points with the Imperials.

 

[Suleku]

Used "Alternate Start" Mod... when I jumped on PC XD, My Noble parents shipped off to skyrim during my characters teens in order to receive a decent education at the college of winterhold, when she over heard the rumors of what happened at Helgen. She wished to go check the events out, however needed her parents approval in doing such a task outside of college grounds. She waited months and months until finally the courier arrival of the letter she sooo patently waited for. It spoke on how proud they were, giving Suleku to not only explorer not only those events going on at helgen but the rest of skyrim such a price would be paid. If she didn't back to home some day sooo her whole family could sing her tales in the event of settling down from the adventurer life.

 

[Gunnbjorn]

Ulfric and company passed me on the road and asked me for proper directions, it all went downhill from there.