I make sheets -all- the time, and I made this one recently. I think it's a nice way to see how much you've learned about your character or a nice way to create a character! It's long so- sorry. It'd be really cool if it would get filled in, because I love reading sheets like these. It involves important information and uh- less important information.


Name:
Age:
Birth sign:
Specializations:
Background:
Family:

Current occupation:
Guilds associated with:
Current ''home'':

Likes:
Dislikes:

Personality:

Weapon of choice:

Allergies:
Eating and drinking habits:
Religious:
Most-liked race:
Less-liked race:

Scars:

Current romance:
(Best) Friends:
Hobby's:

I used to do that and would have a lot of fun with it, both in TES and in my professional life as a writer. I do tend to do a modified, bare-bones version and keep the rest in my head nowadays. Mine tends to just be name, hair/eye color, size, brief bio.

Eager to see what kind of characters people have come up with.

Name: Theya (Breton) | Aelah Athrys (Dunmer) | Athyn Serano (Dunmer) | Tyrol (Altmer) |
Age: 36 | 33 | 31 | 41
Birth sign: The Lady/ The Lady/ Skyrim character; would-be birthsign not yet set/ The Atronach
Specializations: Combat & Magic (battlemage) | Stealth & Magic | Stealth & Magic | Magic
Background: Enchanter and shopkeeper in Skingrad | ex- Buoyant Armiger | Trader; farmer, lived somewhere in eastern Cyrodiil | mercenary mage from Sunhold.
Family: aunt - priestess of Akatosh; parents - merchants; ex-boyfriend - city guard | mother - farmer; father - alchemist | mother - bard, cook; father - assassin earlier in life, now farmer | his wife was a fine mage

Current occupation: Retired adventurer, is gone to Aetherius | being Sheogorath | Mage at the College of Winterhold | Adventurer in Cyrodiil
Guilds associated with: Temple, Mage's Guild, Fighter's Guild | Fighter's Guild, Temple | CoW | Mage's Guild
Current ''home'': Somewhere in Aetherius | New Sheoth | his room at the College | the inns, I guess

Likes: the taste of Mazte, nix-hound meat, the dusk and dawn, calm people | drinking, hunting, partying, graqes, jewelry | snow, Windhelm, salmon, music, peacemakers | there must be things he likes, there must be.
Dislikes: arrogant, ungrateful and stupid people, barbarians | laziness, arrogance | arrogance | stupidity, ignorance

Personality: calm, warm, kind, slighty prideful and righteous, criticizing | upbeat, rational, kind, criticizing, quite talkative | sweet-natured,, takes things personally | witty, slightly flirtatious, thinker

Weapon of choice: Sword, Staff, Mysticism Magic | Bow, Shortsword | Bow, Destruction Magic | All kinds of magic

Allergies: ArchMage Treborius | haven't thought of alleargies for the others
Eating and drinking habits: 2-3 times/day
Religious: Tribunal, Vivec in particular | Tribunal | Tribunal, Nine Divines | Nine Divines
Most-liked race: likes all races | likes all races but is a patriot | all races | all races
Less-liked race: - | probably the Orcs or the beast races | - | -

Scars: one of the face, one down the neck | on her back, on her left arm | on his back | none I can think of

Current romance: - | - | Brelyna | -
(Best) Friends: Berel Sala, Edwinna, Vehk, Aryon, Athyn Sarethi | Martin, Jauffre, Baurus, Ocato, Haskiil, Umbacano, The Countess of Chorrol | mostly everyone at the college | Dunno, haven't played much with this character
Hobby's: Reading, dancing, singing, painting, The Dwemer | History, politics, Dwemer, The Ayleids, hunting | Poetry, reading | Gambling, reading, researching

Name: Lewin the Amiable Altmer
Age: 348
Birth Sign: Mage
Specializations: Alchemy, Restoration, Illusion
Background: Raised as a Restoration Mage in Anvil, left 3E433 to help those who were displaced by the Oblivion Gates
Family: None known, was found as an infant on the docks of Anvil, raised by the Mages Guild

Current Occupation: Wandering botanist, occasional adventurer
Associated Guilds: Mages (prior to dissolution)
Home: Wherever a hearthfire burns

Likes: Rare plants, music, laughter, a good drink, a soft bed and a warm bedmate
Dislikes: The feeling of Daedric steel against his skin

Personality: Friendly, helpful, charitable, boisterous after a few drinks

Weapon of Choice: the Alembic

Allergies: Bloodgrass, Spiddle
Eating Habits: Twice a day when in the field, Thrice a day with a healthy dose of alcohol in town
Religious Inclination: Casual follower of Kynareth
Favorite Race: Redguard
Least Favorite Race: Bosmer

Scars: None

Current Romance: Any willing maiden
Friends: Everyone! Surely...
Hobbies: Collecting leaves, writing fascinating treatises on the distinctions between the Cyrodiilic and Morrowindian strains of common fungi

Not much of a writer, hope you enjoy! =)
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Name: Dromok gro-Brash

Race: Orsimer

Age: 32

Birth sign: The Mage

Specializations: Destruction, Restoration, Alchemy

Background: When Dromok was nineteen, he was but a drunkerd at the mill, until he was found passed out in the woods by a mage named Jo'Dro. Since then he has pursued a more adventurous, scholarly life.

Family: None (He isn't aware of any)

Current occupation: A traveling Scholar/Adventurer

Guilds associated with: He occasionally associates with College of Winterhold, but is not a member.

Current ''home'': Wherever there's a friendly face

Likes: Singing (Though he knows he's horrible) All types of magic (Besides Necromancy and Conjuration) History, Old Ruins, Falmer, People, Fish

Dislikes: Mead, Necromancy (I'll include conjuration with that) Spiders, The Empire, The Thieves Guild, The Dark Brotherhood and The Aldmeri Dominion

Personality: Kind, Dry sense of humor, and Easily angered when injustices occur

Weapon of choice: He tends to use lightning magic and carries an orcish dagger

Allergies: Nightshade (Not horribly)

Eating and drinking habits: 2-3 times a day

Religious: A casual follower of Mara

Most-liked race: Dunmer

Less-liked race: Imperials

Scars: He is blind in his left eye, a small scar also runs down his cheek under the same eye

Current romance: None

(Best) Friends: A Dunmer by the name of Barsenar and a Khajiit named Jo'Dro

Enemies: a Redguard named Lek

Hobby's: Traveling, Exploring caves, Reading, Training his abilities


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I have a bunch of characters, but I'll do two of my favorites. Both are Dunmer and they're both fairly similar in a lot of respects. The left one is my Oblivion Dunmer, the right is from Skyrim.

Name: Islodraan (formerly Andryn Talvalu) /// Ryvas Talvalu
Age: between 90-120 at the time of the Oblivion Crisis /// between 40-60 during the events of Skyrim.
Birth sign: The Warrior /// The Steed
Specializations: Stealth and combat. Blades and bows. /// Combat. One-handed weapons, bows, and light armor.
Background: Once a high-ranking member of House Redoran turned outcast. Sent to live with the Ashlanders where he adopted his current name. After his family was killed during a bandit attack, he left Morrowind to wander Tamriel as a vagabond. Andryn is his given name. Islodraan is what the Ashlanders called him. /// Haven't given too much thought to Ryvas' backstory yet....
Family: (Both hail from the Talvalu line and are distantly related.) Wife and son, both deceased. /// Wife. Possible siblings.

Current occupation: Wanderer. Woodsman. /// Adventurer. Freelance mercenary for the Imperial Legion, though he swears no allegiance with them; his only true allegiance is to himself.
Associated Guilds/Factions: Any /// Bard's college, but will run odd jobs for any if the price is right.
Current ''home'': Owns a house in Anvil, though no place is his true home /// Whiterun

Likes: Quiet moments. Running rivers. Dense forests and woodlands. Rain. Exploring new places, discovering new things. Watching woodland creatures. Eating woodland creatures. /// Skyrim's night skies. Mountains. A cool northern breeze. Watching giants (from a distance). The lute. His wife's companionship.
Dislikes: Almsivi. People who ask too many questions. Turncoats. The Alik'r Desert. /// Pre-Imperial Windhelm, specifically Ulfric's poor treatment of the Dunmer. Stormcloaks. Thalmor. Frost trolls. Wisps. Snow.

Personality: Introverted, quiet; goal-oriented; serious; world-weary. Wise. Confident, but often overly self-assured. /// Aggressive in a fight, but not quick to anger. Even-tempered; stoic. Protective of his home and family.

Weapon of choice: Trained in many forms of combat while serving with House Redoran. Primarily armed with a sword, bow, and dagger. Some magic. /// Sousplitter (enchanted ebony war-axe). Spellbreaker. Embersting (enchanted ebony bow). His wits. Jenassa.

Allergies: Stupidity /// Also stupidity. Khajiit dander.
Eating and drinking habits: Eats whenever food becomes available. Enjoys a mug of warm ale whenever he happens upon an inn. /// At least one large meal a day. Smaller meals or snacks throughout the rest of the day.
Religious views: Once followed the teachings of the Tribunal. Has since abandoned them and now communes only with his ancestors. /// A follower of Azura, respectful of the other "good" Daedra. Finds himself intrigued by the teachings of Mara and occasionally donates to her temple, though he does not worship her outright.
Most-liked race: Has a soft spot for Khajiit, though he will not admit it /// other Dunmer
Less-liked race: other Dunmer (he feels betrayed by them, though he does not hate them) /// Nords and Altmer (though he harbors more hatred for the Thalmor than for the Altmer race itself)

Scars: Mostly emotional /// Many small scars acquired from combat

Current romance: His wife - Iilya - until her death /// His wife, Jenassa
(Best) Friends: Genevieve Desele (a Breton). Dar'Ishba (a Khajiit) /// Erandur (a Dunmer). Meeko (a dog). Benor (a Nord, and one of the few he likes). Viarmo (an Altmer).
Hobbies: Exploring the wilderness. Hunting. Seeking his lost honor. /// Adventuring. Smithing. Dragon-hunting. Has a secret passion for music.

Name: Marin Shem
Age: 47
Birth sign: The Atronach
Specializations: Magic
Background: Youngest son of a Buyovant armiger
Family: Unimportant

Current occupation: Leader of the religious movement 'The Black Gale' within the Tribunal Temple
Guilds associated with: Has worked together with the Dissident Priests
Current ''home'': Remains hidden from the Ordinators

Likes: Order
Dislikes: A non-religious governement

Personality: Stern, seems to be on the brink of madness

Weapon of choice: Mace

Allergies: /
Eating and drinking habits: /
Religious: Yes, but has his own ideas about the Temple Doctrine
Most-liked race: Dunmer
Less-liked race: Altmer

Scars: Lost 2 fingers of his left hand while training with his father as a young boy.

Current romance: None
(Best) Friends: No-one befriends a leader
Hobby's: There is no time

Heh, we used to make sheets like this all the time back in my tabletop days. You shoulda saw how extensive some of them were! Anyways, I'm gonna do one for my most often-used Skyrim character.

I added a few extra choices to mine.

Name: http://i936.photobucket.com/albums/ad208/xenaclone/Image0085.jpg

six: Female

Race: high elf

Alignment: Chaotic Good

Age: young advlt. I'll have to get back to you on this more specifically.

Birth sign: n/a (Skyrim got rid of these )

Specializations: any form of magic. She's a pure mage.

Background: Moved to Skyrim from Cyrodiil, in search of adventure. Cyrodiil's dungeons have been picked clean, after all, 200 years earlier. Skyrim's are still often packed with treasures, gold, and other such delicious items.

Family: n/a. This has not been made aware to me during her roleplay yet.

Current occupation: adventurer / mage

Guilds associated with: Winterhold College

Current ''home'': the default room at the College. She's not going to become Arch Mage. She's currently saving up to buy the house in Solitude, as well.

Likes: magical technologies,adventuring, gemstones, horses, sunshine, being the "best" at what she does.
Dislikes: boastful behavior (she's shy), bandits and other low-life enemies, arrows.

Personality: mostly keeps to herself around humankind, unless she can gain something for herself. She's somewhat self-centered. Very serious, and very focused on her magical crafts.

Weapon of choice: Staff of Sparks currently (8 pts. per second)

Allergies: n/a

Eating and drinking habits: mostly vegetarian. She'll have some cheese occasionally. She also LOVES Honningbrew mead.

Religious: not really.

Most-liked race: high elves, wood elves, dark elves, khajiit
Less-liked race: orcs, lizardmen

Scars: none

Current romance: none

(Best) Friends: none. Her follower recently got killed.

Hobby's: none, really. Adventuring. lol.

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Name: Gutslit
Age: 20
Birth sign: The Thief
Specializations: Archery/ranged weapons, sneaking, honeyed words(speechcraft), mercantile
Background: Street Urchin Khajiit who was in a Talos worshipping family in Elsweyr. Since this wasn't legal by Thalmor rules, the family was killed, but Gutslit somehow only came out with a few broken ribs and some dagger wounds now decorating his legs. He was able to seek out a healer, but he had only a tiny amount of gold on hand, and he could only afford the cheapest healing services. He was cast out of his family since he might end up worshipping Talos and getting the rest of his relatives killed. He felt so much hate towards them for this that he took on a new name and tried his best to get by for most of his years until he turned 20 and was sent to Skyrim for stealing from the Thalmor.
Family: They were a highly divided bunch. His parents were Talos worshippers and the rest of the family rejected them for this.

Current occupation: Maybe hunter. Probably just traveler.
Guilds associated with: None.
Current ''home'': None aside from maybe some shack he might end up finding.

Likes: Moon sugar, meat, hunting, reading, the peaceful night sky of Skyrim
Dislikes: His own cooking, mead

Personality: Due to his childhood that was mostly lived on the street and knowing he was forever exiled from his family, he grew to be extremely solitary and spiteful. He has taught himself how to hide his spiteful feelings through emulating how the drunks in bars he'd see acted when they were depressed. He's highly afraid of friendships ever since his friend was killed when he was only 14 years of age. Due to his shame towards his family, he tries to keep his face in the safe shadows of his hood so he won't be reminded that he was once not a now grown advlt who has spent years just learning how to hide from just about everything but a child who actually felt safe. He rarely speaks and prefers to make his barters a quiet affair. He has anger management issues and seems to have developed a possible psychological dependence on the smell of lavender due to it being extremely soothing. He is considered quite a hard person to be around.

Weapon of choice: Usually uses a bow and arrow as well as a dagger.

Allergies: He has problems ingesting most types of mead due to not really being able to eat honey in any form without getting sick.
Eating and drinking habits: His diet consists of meat products and water normally. He will drink some booze sometimes, though.
Religious: He tries to avoid religion.
Most-liked race: The Khajiit. He feels close to the sands and finds security in that feeling when he talks with any.
Less-liked race: Despite his hate towards the Thalmor and altmer, he actually finds them more tolerable than the Bretons. He finds them to be much more stuck up about their own existence.

Scars: About five dagger wounds that were only healed enough to prevent infection, which were the wounds he got when the Thalmor killed his parents. They look more like giant arrow induced gashes in scar form now. He had a fist fight over some food in his youth, which resulted in three scars on his forehead. Has three horizontal scars across his back from a secret skooma party him and some friends had. Needless to say, the skooma party ended in everyone involved attempting to groom eachother much like primate would. This hour of thinking they were primates ended in pretty much everyone with at least one deep wound that would become a scar just because of how hopped up on skooma they were.

Current romance: None.
(Best) Friends: His bow, I suppose. He hasn't made any friends outside of the backstory yet.
Hobby's: Reading, hunting, and maybe some alchemy.

Hopefully the Khajiit named Gutslit isn't a Gary Stu/Mary Sue. I tried to avoid it, but you never can tell if the character ends up being a mary sue/gary stu entirely. I guess...

I actually have a huge WordPad file full of character sheets like this about every character I consider canonical to the Elder Scrolls universe, across every game that I'm able to make my own character. Currently it has 22 characters listed.

I won't list all 22 obviously, but instead, I'll fill out the sheet for my main characters from the last 3 games:

Morrowind:

Oblivion:

Skyrim:

That's cool Velorien, to see the characters from Morrowind to Oblivion to Skyrim.






Is this because he doesn't want to be known as a Talos worshipper?

I wanna do another one. Lol. This character is my first actual roleplay (my first 3 characters weren't true roleplays, they were just me, gaming away without really getting into their head).

Name: http://i936.photobucket.com/albums/ad208/xenaclone/Image012.jpg

six: Female

Race: Imperial

Alignment: Chaotic Good

Age: young 20's

Birth Sign: I really don't remember it.

Specializations: swords, shields, basically one-on-one melee combat. Heavy and light armors. Horseriding.

Background: Renee Gade II's in-game background was not ever revealed to me, not that i remember. I got the idea to play a character who's "kinda like Xena" from the TV show. Xena is al about melee combat, with some healing skills, but no other magics (at least not in early episodes). So Renee Gade II was also a "sword and board" type. She used the default Heal Minor Wounds spell, but never invested further into Restoration magics.

Family: n/a. This was never revealed to me. I'm not even sure if Renee Gade II was related to Renee Gade I.

Current occupation: Renee eventually died while fighting Umaril during the end of KotN. Her occupation during her life might have been called "rogue warrior".

Guilds associated with: Fighter's Guild, Knights of the Nine, portions of the Arena (she never finished it, though).

Current ''home'': She had several including the Waterfront Shack and the house in Bravil. She had another I'm forgetting atm.

Likes: meat, ale, beer, adrenaline rushes, adventuring.
Dislikes: the lack of friends to be found in Cyrodiil. I remember RG2 got really lonely after buying her house in Bravil, only to find she'd never be able to have anybody visit her.

Personality: somewhat loud and vulgar, somewhat uncompromising and stubborn. She'd start fights occasionally, steal horses, that sort of thing. She had a LOT of trouble during KotN because of all this, and kept having to atone for her wrongdoings as she went thru this particular questline.

Weapon of choice: Swords. Preferably iron or steel. RG2 was actually all iron, leather, and steel if she were just doing random adventuring. She occasionally wore and used enchanted stuff during more important fights, but the basic materials of these weapons & armor were always iron, leather, and/or steel.

Allergies: n/a
Eating and drinking habits: meats of all kinds! Not including rat's meat, though. An occasional carrot, tomato, or head of lettuce also, to complement her usual meat. She also liked any alcohol except meads or expensive wines. She preferred cheap wine, ales, and beer.

Religious: Renee was not religious, not that I remember. She never criticized anybody who was religious, it's just not something she pursued.

Most-liked race: any humankind or elves
Less-liked race: orcs, lizardmen

Scars: none

Current romance: none. She may have developed a crush here and there, but vanilla Oblivion unfortunately doesn't support romances, and I have trouble RPing this.

(Best) Friends: none that I remember. She never found her "Gabby". ha ha

Hobby's: Adventuring. Petty theft

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Gutslit's exile happened so fast and at such a confusing time for him(walking to a healer to get a ton of leg wounds healed and hobbling to his grandma's house only to be exiled probably would make breathing confusing for anyone very young) and he actually didn't care for religion in the first place. Just wanted to grow up to be a great merchant, and then things got messed up completely.

Ah..I see. It's interesting how sometimes things get "messed up" during our roleplays. The way we think things are going to turn out in the long run isn't always the way it actually does turn out.

Name:M'jaddir

Age: 204

Birth sign: The shadow

Specializations: Hand to hand, flirting, kindness

Background: M'jaddir was only 4 years old when he left elsweyr, he had only left borderwatch before he saw burning dogs falling from the sky down on the poor village, he grew up in a shack in bravil with his mother, after some years his mother passed away an he was left alone, he tried to survive the streets but it was hard for a small khajiit kid, he soon got some friends, an argonian called wym'bu and an fat high elf kid called pidorin, one night when he was 20 and had gotten a job as cleaner in The warlock's luck he stumbled across a potion, he thought his life svcked and couldn't come up with any possible reason not to drink it so he did, he felt refreshed, the next day he quited his job as acleaner and went adventuring, the luck was on his side, he won every fight he was in and barerly got injured, after about 10 years when he had gotten pretty wealthy he noticed he didn't age, so gave the most of his money to the empire, sold his house and left the imperial city ( which he had lived in ) he began adventuring, helping and doing countless of other stuff, currently he's traveling around skyrim helping adventurers or just relaxing in an tavern.

Family: No one thats alive

Current occupation: No one, he's just traveling skyrim doing vulunteering
Guilds associated with: None at the moment
Current ''home'': Camps and local taverns

Likes: Moonsugar, khajiit women, skooma, my own cooking, warm nights
Dislikes: Vampires, werewolfs, rude people

Personality: Kind, friendly and helpful
Weapon of choice: Fists/claws
Allergies: Werewolfs, he begins sneezing if one is near

Eating and drinking habits: Drinks quite alot when at tavern, not otherwise, he realizes he needs to stay alert for bandits and such, eats whatever he gets served.
Religious: M'jaddir doesn't workship any aedra, he only workships azura from time to time

Most-liked race: Khajiit
Less-liked race: M'jaddir dislikes no race, but if he had to pick, he'd pick elves in general, they're so mean these days...

Scars: M'jaddir doesn't really get stabbed alot, but once he got stabbed through the stomach, became quite a nasty scar

Current romance: none
(Best) Friends: Wym'bu ( Got turned into stone ) and Pidorin ( deceased )
Hobby's: Wandering

Name: Mordeith BloodHand
Age: 47
Birth sign: the Lady
Specializations: stealth, was an up and coming thief/assassin/poisen dealer and could sweet talk the pants off the officer who came to arrest him (true story, to bad her backup officer showed up before we were finished)
Background: Grew up in the streets of Anvil, joined a local gang but the gang grew to fear him and betrayed him to the authoritys
Family: Orphaned at the young age of 9 when he arrivedin Anvil

Current occupation: Blade for Hire, Assassin, Thief, Poisen dealer and maker, Lady Killer and Smooth talkign S.o.B., Warlord, The Shadow itself, you know Overall nice guy.........usual response when being shaken by the local guards
Guilds associated with: Thieves, Mages, Morag Tong, and House Hlaahu
Current ''home'': Stronghold or where ever theres a pallet not taken

Likes: Septims, thrills, exploring, creating new poisens and trying them out, being the best and proving it thru actions, and extremly gullible people
Dislikes: Charity work and People who want freebies

Personality: Cocky, smooth talker, [censored], professional when on a job. Best friend or worst enemy depending on where the septim is coming from. Superstitous.

Weapon of choice: A poisen Conjured dagger

Allergies: jobs with no pay
Eating and drinking habits: dont like to drink or skooma, usually eat whatever i find off the land at least twice a day
Religious: Any god that specializes or approves his line of work
Most-liked race: Dunmer
Less-liked race: Orcs because have yet to find an attractive lady one, nothing personal.

Scars: Scar over left eye and missing left eye

Current romance: Any lady i set my eye on
(Best) Friends: i have tons of them, their all named septim and thier small and shiny
Hobby's: making money, making people scream, moan, scratch their heads, or go thump on the floor

Name: Aela
Age: 22
Birth sign: The Steed
Specializations: Bows, Illusion, Sneak
Background: Wood Elf
Family: They died when she was 7 and she has been alone since.

Current occupation: None.
Guilds associated with: None.
Current ''home'': http://planetelderscrolls.gamespy.com/View.php?view=OblivionMods.Detail&id=877

Likes: Animals, Nature, Exploring, Trees ^^
Dislikes: Cities, People, Necromancy, Blades

Personality: Timid, Fun, Ruthless

Weapon of choice: Bow

Allergies: Nirnroot
Eating and drinking habits: Loves venison, and fruits
Religious: No.
Most-liked race: Wood Elfs
Less-liked race: Argonians

Scars: None.

Current romance: None.
(Best) Friends: Her dog, Dakota
Hobby's: Exploring, Hunting, Fishing

Name: Tamerlane (khajiit) (named after my cat)

Age: 28

Birth sign: the lord (current stone active)

Specializations: two handed and destruction magic....smithing and enchanting, light armor

Background: troubled youngster, fugitive from imperial gov., almost beheaded at the skyrim border but events allowed his escape...joined stormcloaks because despite not being a nord, he can live a more comfotable life in skyrim under stormcloak rule...as he is wanted by the imperial gov.....after the stormcloaks successful rebellion, Tamerlane recidivated into a life of crime joining the thieves guild and then the DB, but events seem to be drawing him toward an inevitable path...people have been telling him he is special, and everytime a pesky dragon attacks him, he ends up involuntarily absorbing their soul, just as he involuntarily absorbs the knowledge of their language whenver he gets too close to a certain type of rock...they say he is the dragonborn...he just wonders why an orange furred khajiit would be born with white head hair and beard...and be comfortable traversing the nortern skyrim coast in only a light stormcloak kilt where other khajiiti would undoubtedly complain about their freezing legs.

Family: single mother living in imperial city slums...father unknown, proabaly traveling merchant

Current occupation: Skooma and moonsugar stickups, contract kills,

Guilds associated with: theives guild and DB

Current ''home'': Honeyside

Likes: Elsywre Fondue, Invisibility potions, Sabre Cat Armor, His best friend Kharjo, Enchanted Warhammers, Unrelentingly forcing hooters off of high places...

Dislikes: Bears, Imperial legates, encumberance, when his horse attacks things

Personality: Takes no crap, yet always seems to be going out of his way to do tedious tasks for people he doesnt even know... wtf

Weapon of choice: Flawless Ebony warhammer enchanted with 41 pts of frost.....but just recieved a pretty badass huge crazy looking warclubhammer from malacath so well see if he can smith it up to par with his ebony weapons...

Allergies: frostbite venom, bears

Eating and drinking habits: vegitable and venison soup, elswyre fondue, naturally

Religious: well being that gods (well daedric lords) literally talk to him and give him weapons, its fair to say hes not atheist

Most-liked race: Khajiit

Less-liked race: High elves

Scars: nose

Current romance: has a thing for dark elf women (jungle fever)

(Best) Friends: Kharjo, Jzargo, Stenvar, Darkeethus

Hobby's: Smithing, filling his black star, early morning outings, Moon sugar, robbing skooma dealers,

Oh nice! I got five, but I'll post one of my Skyrim ones.

OOC: I modeled him after Native Americans and the indiginous people from South America, as Lycanthropy in Elder Scrolls is somewhat tied to native tribal beliefs. And because my ancestors were also indiginous natives living in the Amazon basin. When I get to Skyrim again, I'll try uploading an ingame pic of the character.

Name: http://oi42.tinypic.com/25eusy0.jpg Nicknamed "http://oi42.tinypic.com/i4l7oy.jpg".

Race: Imperial.

Age: 59(Appears in his mid twenties).

Birthsign: Warrior.

Specializations: Hunting. Skinning. Tracking. Archery. Blade. Spear.

Background: Lycus was born into an ancient bloodline dating back to a period where Man could neither speak, write nor even think properly. Raised by his werewolf father(Once a slave in Morrowind and a gladiator in Cyrodiil) and mother( A renown Bounty Hunter), Lycus inherited Lycanthropy from both of them. He lived peacefully in the Great Forest territory of Cyrodiil, hunting and learning in his father's footsteps. When the day came that his mother was slain, and then later his father at the hands of the Vigilantes of Stendarr, Lycus moved to Valenwood to live in seclusion in the jungles. Much later in his life he moved to Skyrim after the Thalmor presence in the forests grew.

As his parents, Lycus sought out the Glenmoril Witches in Skyrim to make a pact. In exchange for a lifetime of service as a beast and a true warrior of the wild, as well as his soul in eternity in the Hunting Grounds, Lycus would be given a prolonged life span. While eager to join his parents in the afterlife, Lycus aspired and attempted to become one of the greatest hunters for Hircine to be granted position in the afterlife.

Family: None.

Current occupation: Hunter. Worshiper and loyal Hound of Hircine.

Guilds associated with: Affiliated with the Companions. Though his strain of Lycanthropy relates to the ones in Daggerfall.

Current ''home'': Skyrim.

Likes: Hunting. Running free. Swimming in waterfalls. Walking about naked. Transforming into his beast form. six. Praying to Hircine. Old legends of his ancient heritage. Playing the drums and the lute, as well as the flute.

Dislikes: Vigilantes of Stendarr. The Silver Hand. Self-proclaimed werewolf hunters. Ignorant, hypocritical people.

Personality: Lycus is instinctive and knowledgeable. He is distrustful of new people, but he is known to have a softer side when it came to the people he knows and cares about. Lycus had an honorable code which was passed onto to him by his father. Much of his life as a warrior was done under these guidelines. These moral codes would shape his life as a Bounty Hunter and a man of respect. Lycus was more of a lone wolf who usually kept to himself, this was due to his mother’s fate and his father’s destiny years prior to his maturity in his condition. He also adopted traits from his mother when he became a Bounty Hunter to honor her name. He took on fugitives and criminals in which he could bring down with brutal justice and merciless honor. He paid close attention to his situations and always double-checked his surroundings.

The fate of his mother and father inspired within him a deeply rooted animosity against the Vigilantes of Stendarr and the Silver Hand. The events after his parents death that molded and shaped his future and also scarred his life. This resulted in him honoring and glorifying his parents whenever he could in his actions and at times, his speech. He also had a special love for his kind, and obsesses in protecting another of who shares the blood of the Beast.

Weapon of choice: Bow and Arrow. Spear. Hunting Dagger.

Allergies: Silver.

Eating and drinking habits: Living in the Great Forest and later Valenwood, Lycus mostly ate meat and vegetables harvested from game and plants. He loves to cook them and add natural spices to his meat, as well. Lycus favors water more than anything else, but he also drinks Lavendar drink and natural juices made from fruits.

Religious: Devout worshiper of Hircine.

Most-liked race: Bosmer.

Less-liked race: Dunmer and Altmer.

Scars: Chest area, as well as the top of his shoulder and a few in his back. Throughout his ears he received these scars, though his later injuries would be healed whenever he used his gift, "The Hunters Wind".

Current romance: None yet. Lycus plans to continue his family tradition, and the tradition of his ancient ancestors by breeding with other Lycanthropes to form a pure bloodline, enough to please Hircine.

(Best) Friends: Menaenlin, a Bosmer hunter. Deceased.

Hobby's: Hunting. Swimming in waterfalls. Fishing. Sleeping. Playing instruments such as his drums.


M'Jaddir would definetly hate my character, haha.

Good to see you around, Ms. Lady Saga. Good to see Crystal Beth too!