Info on your characters?

I recently constructed a new character and would like to share some information her. Share some yourself while you're at it

Hello, this one is called Sahdira. She is a young Khajiit that came to Skyrim by accident. She was raised by her grandmother in Leyawiin. It is a sad story really because her mother died in childbirth and her father abandoned her. But she does not like to focus on sad things. Even without her parents her family was a strong influence and her grandmother taught her to be an alchemist like she was. Her family frequently traveled to sell potions to the smaller provinces in Cyrodiil that had no alchemist or healer. While traveling in the north of Cyrodiil bandits stole their supplies. Despite warnings from her family Sahdira chased them into the woods and became lost. She wandered in the woods to three days until she was picked up by Imperials and told she had crossed the border into Skyrim. Now that she is trapped here she is trying to make the best of the situation and spread her wings, though she is trying to find a way back home at the same time.

Race: Nord
Gender: Male
Class: Warrior
Age: N/A
Born: Falkreath and was raised in Bruma as a child.
Religion: Worships the 9 divines and wishes to go to Sovngarde.
He uses one handed and two handed axes and also one handed swords as well as the shield of Ysgramor. He has nordic weapons and nordic carved armor with the helm of Yngol. He is a good hunter but rarely uses his bow in combat. I based him off of the nord from the ESO video "aka" my profile picture. He used to use wuuthrad but retired it. I play him on legendary. I don't have much of a backstory other than he was raised in Bruma as a child and wished to go to his homeland of Skyrim.

mine is a very interesting build right now
Name: Midnight
Age: 17
Race: Khajiit
Born: Elswyer
Bio: Midnight is a very skilled travelling merchant who travels alone in Elsweyr he had a love for swords and would always travel with one. Eslweyr is also where Midnight learned Alchemy Smithing and Enchanting and he decided to head to Cyrodil to expand his knowledge in these crafts. during his time in Cyrodil he heard about the civil war in Skyrim where he decided to make big money in a time of chaos and went north into Skyrim where he got captured and was sent to Helgen and there he encountered a mighty beast that made Midnight rethink his ideas of weaponry and armor so Midnight decided to don Heavy armor for more protection and took to a new weapon to Midnight the Greatsword now Midnights mission is to become the best Merchant in all of Skyrim and retire in peace and luxury

Digging the Khajiit love. Name: Nephor Zalfius Race: Khajiit Occupation: Seasoned Ranger Born in Cyrodiil he was found in the forest by a group of hunters which raised him after his merchant parents were slain by a group of bandits. he came to Skyrim because he didn't like the industrialsm of the land and heard it Skyrim's land was teeming with wilderness for him explore.

Hafnir walked up the road from Rorikstead to the little shack on the hill, grumbling to himself about 'doing errand-boy work' and once again vowing to leave the little town as soon as he could. Jouane had asked him to check up on Lund, the eccentric loner who lived by himself just outside of town, but to Hafnir, requests from Jouane always felt more like orders.

And gods was he tired of orders. Tired of the same fences and clods of dirt, tired of the same stupid cattle, the incessant chatter of Sissel and her nasty sister, the boring conversations with Jouane. Hafnir was tired of seeing the same sun rise over the same rocky hill day after day. Erik was right: it was time to get out of Rorikstead and see the world, but Erik lacked the courage to actually do it. Hafnir was courageous, or so he told himself as he trudged up the hill to Lund's hut.

He dropped into a crouch along the stone wall when he heard the scraping-squeaking-chattering sound, then found himself desperately fighting off three filthy skeevers before he could even breathe. They were a blur of yellow teeth and gleaming eyes, and their spittle and dark blood covered his arms as he killed them. In a moment, he was fighting two more after forcing open the door to the dilapidated little hut.

Lund was dead, lying rigid and cold in his bed, with a stupid look on his face as if he’d just heard a joke he didn't understand. The place reeked of skeevers, feces and rotting food. Hafnir looked around at the stinking chaos of the house and decided then and there that life was brutal, brief and difficult. No use wasting another moment.

The door hung open behind him as he left the little hut and returned to Rorikstead. He went to his room at the Frostfruit, stuffed some food and clothes in a satchel and walked out, pausing only long enough to drop a few septims on the bar for Mralki.

Outside, the sun angrily burned the rest of the morning away. Hafnir turned his back to it and walked down the road. Jouane nodded to him as he approached.

"Well, Hafnir - what did Lund have to say for himself?"


"Not much", Hafnir replied, “Not much at all.”

He hates everyone (except for other Argonians) and by golly, he does his best to pretend otherwise.

"That's one weird question.

Well yes, I do have a brother. We were both raised in Cyrodiil, his name is Noreck. We are completly different in goals though. As I spent my time honing my enchanting skills and getting to understand Oblivion, he would play with what Nirn had to offer: Plants, ingredients, life. He has had a much better success than me on socializing, otherwise he wouldn't be amongst the most reliable healers of the Imperial Legion.

What the Legion doesn't know however is that he can mix some fearsome poisons, just as mean as his best potions, and his best work so far has been the explosive concoctions. They don't have to know it though, he's rarely been one for violence, and I'm pretty sure that he'll eventually end up opening a cabin or a shop when he gets fed up with the endless war. My other guess is that I might eventually see him again as the return of the Dragons here in Skyrim has huge chances to pull his interest, or to get him assigned in here.

There, your enchanted armor, it should negate a good portion of any spell you might receive, especially fire based ones. This one is for free, it's been a while since I've had a talk. Take care of yourself."

Name: Death
Age: 28
Race:Nord
Born: Bruma

Bio: Death is the great great grandson of Nothis, the Savior of Bruma. Death is the champion fistfigher of Cyrodiil, and kind of a drunk. he took the Pale Pass into Skyrim, and got arrested at the border with the Stormcloaks. Death's mission from then on was to get the Pimp Coat of Ulfric Stormcloak.

At the moment, I have three female characters: an Altmer named Aurora, a Khajiit named Kihani, and a Bosmer named Acadia. I guess I'll give a brief bio on all three!

Aurora was born to Thalmor Officials in the Summerset Isle. She grew up wealthy, but she was very humble because her Khajiit nanny taught her many good things about life. When she was a teenager, she went to The College of Winterhold and apprenticed there until she was a young adult, this is when she wanted to return home. After a few years at home, Aurora decided to head back to The College!

Kihani was born in Elsweyr having a mother and father. Sadly, her mother died from childbirth leaving Kihani to her depressed, skooma addict father. As Kihani got older, her father began to beat her and blame her for her mother's death. Eventually, this abuse made Kihani go over the edge and when she was seventeen, she murdered her father. Having a taste for murder, Kihani became a hired assassin. Eventually the Dark Brotherhood caught wind of her assassinations and sought her out.

Acadia grew up in a family environment to two hunter parents and few siblings in Valenwood. When Acadia was a teen, her parents were murdered. Her siblings decided that they would stay in Valenwood and that they would continue their parent's legacy. Acadia had a different plan; She decided to leave Valenwood and move to Skyrim in hopes of becoming the best huntress known!

UnfaithfulServant said:

I recently constructed a new character and would like to share some information her. Share some yourself while you're at it

Name: Miravesa Theravada​

Race: Dunmer​

Gender: Female​

Age: 132​

Born in: Thorn, Black Marsh​

Class: Pure Mage​

Religion / Philosophy: Nature worship​

Bio: Miravesa was born in Argonia to Dark Elf parents. She became interested in alchemy at a young age and received lessons from her mother, who was a priestess of Mara, and soon became proficient in the art. Miravesa expanded her studies and immigrated to Skyrim to educate herself in the arts of Destruction, Conjuration, Alteration and Enchantment.​

In Skyrim, Miravesa travels the lands, searching for alchemy ingredients, spell tomes, and knowledge.​

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LE GASP! We could be Dunmer sisters!

Name: Reman Artorius
Race: Imperial
Age: 56
Born in: Colovian Highlands, Cyrodiil
Class: Battlemage
Religion: Nine Divines

Bio: Coming from a Military family, Reman entered the Legion Battle College when he came of age, graduating four months before the Great War into the Shadow Legion. Reman was assigned to Hammerfell under the command of General Decianus

Attacked by two forces of Aldmeri from the south and west in 4E 171. Reman and the Legion retreated across Hammerfell in what became known as the March of Thirst.

Met his first major battle in 4E 173 against the main army of Lady Arannelya outside of Skaven.

Briefly discharged from Imperial service with a large number of Legionnaires in 4E 174 by the General, he would fight alongside Alik'r warriors forcing the Aldmeri army retreating across Hammerfell.

Reman returned to Cyrodiil during the peace talks between the Thalmor, Elder Council and the Emperor in 4E 175. Drafted back into the service of the Empire, he would spend the remainder of his Imperial contract dealing with bandits and riots.

Leaving the Legion in 4E 200 after a successful career, retiring as acting Imperial Watch Commander. He journeyed north into Skyrim to master his mage craft and settle down.

Name: Shadow Ninja
Race: Khajiit
Age: 18
Born in: Elswyer
Occupation: thief assassin
Religion: Daedric
Bio: Shadow Ninja was born in Elswyer to a noble prince and a homeless girl from a one night stand he never met his father at all and was raised to make a living on the streets. one day his mom was killed by bandits and Shadow took up arms and took revenge. the DB took notice of his skills and trained him till he became of age then sent him to Skyrim to join the DB there. on his way he got captured in the Imperial ambush and taken prisoner with the Stormcloaks.

Name - Elenwen
Race - altmer
Age - 16
Class - pure mage
Hometown - cloudrest, summerset isles
Religion - auriel, magnus
Bio - growing up with a well of family in the beautiful city of cloudrest, Elenwen grew up quickly, spending most of her time in the large city library studying magic, geography and the impacts of war.

She choose to spend most of her time reading as back home was a verbally abusive and arrogant father, who was heavily involved in both war and politics, and a mother who valued her social status and shopping far more than Elenwen and her 14year old brother, Volanaro.

Volanaro, who was the only person in the family to cop his fathers physical abuse, snapped and fled the islands. Elenwen, being the only person who cared, soon went after him.

With only the knowledge that the only person Elenwens family knew outside the isles was an old family friend who lived in Solitude, Elenwen decided to start looking in Skyrim...only to be stopped and captured at the border.

Name - Isabel
Race - Redguard
Age - 22
Hometown -Hegathe
Religion - 9 divines and some daedras
Bio - Daughter of rich family. Leave when family was accused crimes for political reason. Hides Her real origin. After leving age 16, life was hard. Some old Nord who has served Imperial army treat he like a sister or daughter and offer to place to live, when she was 19. He teach Her fighting skill (Block, One Armed, Archery, Smithing and light armour). Some how She have weird obsession two handed and uses those as well. Not master anythting bu knoledge all of those at little. Nord tell Her that use TwoHanded and Heavy armor when gain strengh to wear and swing those (stamina). So she is trying to get that and start using later two handed and Heavy armor.

Later nord was assasinated by unknow person(Later She found about aldnneri dominion). Isabell is now doing last wish of Nord, seeing His birthplace and seek out reason why his was killed. She hired traveller to help her in skyrim. Traveller sold out her to aldmeri domion and hose send legion to catch girl. She has bitter hate to AD, but shen cant hate nords or legion.

HEr mother was alchemist, so she will use that. Her attitude is weird, she helps peoples but she is very sarcastic or even some times evil. She wont kill in vain(Sometimes bad peoples). She may sill find her darkside and join TG or DB.

MOD info, almost unmodded, Ihave ring of himalayan hauling, some texturepacks, betterquest objectives and XCE npc improvements

Hi (My first post)

Name: Grey Fang
Race: Breton
Age: 52 (though he looks around 28)
Profession: Jack-of-all-trades

Bio: Waking in the middle of a forest not knowing who he was, Grey soon began wandering here and there trying to find his personality again. In his own mind nothing but the ability to perform various combat feats and some magical abilities, He wandered for years not sure who he was but helping others nonetheless, until he came upon a farmstead under attack and burning. He rushed the bandits that had just murdered the farmer and his wife and slew them with ease, as he checked for survivors he heard a whimper and quickly turned to see a little girl trapped in the burning timbers. Smashing his way to her and getting her to safety he used magic to heal her and offered her some food.

When the girl had calmed down he talked to her to find out more on what was going on, she gave her name as Lilliana and explained about how the bandits had been bothering them for weeks until her father refused to be bullied any longer and made a stand that was 2 days before the attack. Seeing she needed looking after and hearing of the cruelty in Riften by an old hag named Grelod he adopted her and taught her his ways.

Fast forward 32 years and Grey Fang finds himself hearing of trouble in Skyrim and wanting to check on Lydia his closest friend's (Lilliana) daughter as he hadn't seen her since the death of Lilliana, He finds himself involved in an ambush to capture Ulfric Stormcloak and wakes to find himself in a cart on its way to Helgen...