I prefer darker characters, they tend to have more depth. A conflicted character is interesting, someone who is always good and basically perfect is incredibly boring. My character may be viewed as a monster by some and a hero by others, all the while he doesn't really care, he just does what he thinks is necessary to survive.

My character is a maniacal serial rapist/murderer..........

JK. I dunno yet.

Breton- He got into a huge fight with a guy named guy and started to throw flares at him left and right.

My character ruptured space-time in some giant spider-demon dog-infested WWI bunker in the middle of Greenland. Waaaay too much Jack Daniels.

Will be waking up in Skyrim with a hangover and some serious mental issues.

My name is Has-No-Name, shadow-scale. No, you heard me correctly softskin, that is my name or what passes for one.

No I won't tell you my life's story or how I got that name, it is irrelevant to my tale. What is relevant is that I am a highly trained assassin with the Dark Brotherhood, personal assassin to my chapter's speaker and I can kill you without hesitation, remorse, pity or leaving any kind of trace evidence before the time it takes you to blink.

So what am I doing here, chained up in this stockade and freezing my tail off?

Three years ago, it all started three years ago. We, the brotherhood, were experiencing harassment from the law, if you can believe it. Usually the law did not bother with us, as the brotherhood is a historically significant force that has shaped the world at the request of various leaders since times beyond the recall of mortal memory. Or so my speaker used to say. She was a real historian that one, could probably tell you which political leaders were systematically installed into or removed from power by the brotherhood without having to look.

Me, I was just happy to know where my next meal was coming from.

That has always been important to me, and the law's sudden interest in interfering with us made such things uncertain. Naturally our response was to send an aggressive message to leave well enough alone.

The plan was simplicity in itself. Create a large distraction for the guard, and the new captain who was causing us such grief, a man named Sir Locke or some such. The real target, my target, was to kill the chief of the guard, a man named Watts. From there I was to write a message in blood for Sir Locke.

It was simple, like I said. It was a tried and true, time-honored sure fire, fool proof method that was sure to cripple the law, and it would demoralize them.

It went pear shape almost right away. Some new recruit, who latter received a visit from the wrath of Sithis, betrayed our movements in exchange for gold. The speaker and the other recruits with her all perished from the brutal arrests. I nearly died myself but I am Has-No-Name, shadow-scale. I do not kill as easily as that, which is why I am here, awaiting my next round of interrogation.

As to why I am telling you this... well I slipped something into your food that should be taking into effect... now.

Prisoner again? *sigh* laaaaaaaaaaaaame. But here it goes:

My dibella warpriestress was totally drunk and accidently started an orgy in the wrong temple.

Where did you find this I have read every artical and seen all the videos maby I missed it please link it in personal chat.

I started public burnings for Witchcraft. Unfortunately, I was on Summerset Isle, and they don't take too kindly to half the population being put to the torch.

I agree I will soak up all info and then I will make my guy and deside what to do.

Fairly certain it was in the GI issue featuring Skyrim.



Any case here's another character of mine and her tale:

My name is Jill the Unfortunate. Unfortunate name, no? I got that name because I was born on the unluckiest day in the luckiest part of the year and as you can tell I am a Nord. However, I am not native to Skyrim but to Hammerfall. As of three years ago I was a member of the Legion, going where ever trouble was brewing (I spent a lot of time deployed near the border of Morrowind, there has been a lot of trouble there since that Gods forsaken place succeeded from the empire) and then one day I was shipped off to this freezing hole in the ground.

I came just in time to get caught up in a blood bath. Two or three local chieftains got into this huge debate about some stupid thing or another (latter turned out to be about, ugh, religion) and our garrison was in between the lot of them. I was one of the unfortunate few to survive and was taken as a prisoner of war, never mind the fact I identified myself as a legion soldier and I wasn't their enemy.

I was then pressed into service at a locale mine as a slave. Guess I'm a little bit lucky, at least I didn't wind up in a brothel. Just the thought of that makes my skin crawl. Though I may wind up there yet, still. A week ago, at least I think it was a week ago, I was noticed by some creepy priest in robes inlaid with the design of a dragon. He gave out a shout, made a bunch of noise and bought me on the spot.

And now here I am in the dark, awaiting... what, I am not sure but it can't be anything good.

Starting the player off as a criminal is an easy way to explain how the character is already of adventuring age, but yet has no possessions whatsoever and has to rebuild everything from scratch. It may be just that simple.

My Character, Wulf-dances-with-Bears, is awaiting trial due to his habit of being a drunken oaf. Usually, when inebriated, he would stagger off to the nearest forest in search of large bears to wrestle.
Unfortunately his latest drinking bout in the Gnarly Anvil saw him so far under the influence of Uncle Ivar`s Stoneroot Mead, that he mistook a large Orc, replete in splendid beard and long mane, as a stunted Black Bear and proceeded to hammer the poor Orc with all utensils at hand. Life is hard in the lands of Skyrim.

It isn't that unusual for an apprentice of some trade to give up their possessions before going under a master (especially in fantasy genres).

And here is another character and his tale:

My name is Noris. I killed a man for calling me 'Chuck'... with my nostril hairs.

It's explained why you are in prison this time.

It has to start in a prison its the law.

Which begs the question, how did they know you were Dragonborn? It's not like your character would have some tattoo stating "I am Dragonborn", and it's not like you character would go around advertising that they are Dragonborn. So unless Dragonborn have really distinctive features that distinguishes you from normal people of your race, no one should know that you are Dragonborn.

So, (again) how did they know?

We'll find that out on release day.

Or they'll gloss over that, and how the Blades knew you were the Dragonborn as well.

1) The king found out me and his wife, and his daughter, and his merry maidens
2) "wrote" my name in the snow
3) Ate too many beans, and well, the gravedaigger's pretty busy now.. :blush:
4) Killed Firkrag, the true leader of the Skyrim dragons
5) Invented a gun
6) I turned right instead of left at Albequerqu
7) Proposed drilling on the king's tundra
8) Two little mice talked me into trying to take over the world with them last night

My character was accused of being too sixy for his shirt, so the Imperial Legion arrested him immediately. In jail he took his shirt off so they doubley arrested him and sent him to a jail in Skyrim because it's cold there so he has to wear a shirt.

My character was arrested for exercising; she felt that the poor horses who stand in the corral outside the city would like to use their legs.
Officer is the horses not a public service for travellers? Well I have to put it back then and everybody is happy.

In Oblivion I accidently some innocent people in a town. That's what I did to deserve this.

So, I'm a prisoner, eh? Maybe it had something with the dragonporm-thing, or something...

I gave cheese to no one... :verymad:

Some more...

1) Defied physics and made a pillow fort
2) Ran around in my loin cloth with a Green and Gold G Tatto on my chest in Viking country
3) Went about yelling that fish soaked in lye is NOT a good thing to eat!
4) Told too many Ole and Lena jokes
5) Told a guard to Take ff to the Great White North
6) People started claiming I was a witch when I got stuck in a boulder and miraculously reappeared next to it after yelling Tilde'!
7) Walked across a Rainbow Bridge and came back
8) Told my boss to Eat me Grits one too many times
9) Dared to explain that there might really be more than one species of fish in the world.
10) Dared to suggest that invisible walls are a figment of our imagination
11) Dragon shouted "The King is a Noob!"
12) Hid in shadow and made cricket sounds every time the watch commander said something
13) Yelled "The dragons are who we thought they were; we letthemoffthehook!"