Name-Amaraz Indobar (He actually has two stories that conflict with each other right now) This is the more Lore friendly one.
Race-Dunmer
Gender-Male
Class-Witchhunter/Nightblade

His father story leads to his own.

Neveril Indobar
Born- 2E 852

A Dunmer named Neveril Indobar, became the first Buoyant Armiger to ever be inducted into the ranks without prior military background, while still in the Dunmer 'Teens'. He was a descendant of the legendary Vivorin Indobar, Nordslayer. He wielded his ancestors ancient Nordic Blade taken on the field of battle from a powerful Nordic Tongue. He became a high ranking member in a few short years and even helped Vivec, Almalexia, and Sotha Sil strengthen the Ghost Gate and the fence's magical barrier after they were driven away from the heart of Lorkahn by Dagoth Ur and his Ash Vampires . They were attacked while Almsivi was in the midst of generating the magicka to power the Ghostfence. Neveril fended off dozens of Ash monsters single handedly as the guards that had accompanied them quickly fell to monsters while spell bound by an Ascended Sleeper. He defended Almsivi and killed all opponents. Thus allowing the Ghostfence to be built.

~Excerpt from one of Almalexia's Journal~

~On Neveril Indobar~
"An Ascended Sleeper had dazzled the entire company but something in his constitution made him resist it. He slew countless foes with his ancient Nordic blade. It seemed to make him more powerful whenever he screamed the Nordic runes on the blade in battle. Screaming while he fought all the monsters off, a whirlwind of Nordic steel, death, and arcane power turning him into a veritable hurricane of Steel and Sorcery. A powerful example of a Dunmer male. I had to have him in my guard. He reminded me of my Husband of old in name and action. He encountered the Ascended Sleeper and beat it at a contest of wills. Eviscerating it with a subsequent decapitation to follow. Glorious! Meanwhile we finished the Ritual. Heaving with exertion and covered in ash, blood, and other substances he knew not what he came over to us and collapsed. I healed him and took him back to the Ghostgate to have a chat with his commander."
~2E 894, Morndus 4th Seed.

After Nevaril's exploits he was brought by Almalexia and made a member of Her Hands. The youngest member of The Hands Of Almalexia at the time. He was imbued with Divine power by her and his body made stronger and his life force extended. He was given the Armor of her personal guard, but he refused the traditional Ebony Scimitar of Her Hands, and kept his ancient Nordic Sword. It served him well for many centuries in her service. Later a distant cousin Drals Indobar joined their ranks building on the prestige of the Indobar name. Neveril's skills were in high demand. He was even Almalexia's favorite bodyguard...Till the Nerevarine came and his goddess went mad.

-3E 427

Sent on a mission to kill the emperor by a crazed Almalexia he instead took the opportunity to talk to Vivec. When he got there Vivec was no where to be found. Then in desperation he searched for the Nerevarine. He could not find the Nerevarine. Lost and forlorn, over his Goddess having lost her mind, he wandered through many lands.

-3E 433

One day in Southern High Rock hordes of Daedra started pouring our of Portals that looked like gleaming black thorns covered in blood. He took up his blade and entered several gates. Cleansing them all with his knowledge of such workings by tearing out the stones at the tops of the towers. Just as his training with The Hands of Almalexia had taught him. He became a hero of the Breton people during the Oblivion Crisis.

-4E 24

He lived many more years, getting married having 3 sons and slaying Minotaur nests, Werewolf cults, and many more things. Even taking his sons out with him teaching them his ways for many years. He heard about the deaths of the Tribunal and cried for the loss of Almsivi, but prayed for the Nerevarine to be strong and keep Morrowind strong and stable.
Then he heard about the Ministry of Truth's fall and the eruption of Red Mountain. Finally he heard how his homeland was invaded by the Nords, Orcs, and Argonians. Where was the Nerevarine? Why had he left? He wept for the deaths of his kin and his land and then taught his sons about their homeland. Teaching them not to count on others but only on themselves and their kin.

-4E 47
Many years passed and he heard about the floating city Umbriel and the destruction it had wrought on his old country during its creation and the damage it did to Argonia, Cyrodiil, and Morrowind. What had the world come too? He often wondered. He heard of young heroes who stopped it but his curiosity was aroused. He decided to go out one last time and brought his sons with him. They were young but he was capable and was only going to see what had become of Morrowind with his own eyes. At the border it was clear he could see the devastation that had been wrought on his people. Though it was bad, it was not as bad as he had feared. He spent two months camped out with his sons, living off the lands and teaching them traditional Dunmer warfare, survival techniques and some brief history about the Dunmer people. They returned home and Neveril felt at peace. Little did they know someone had noticed them. Word quickly reached an old Dunmer. Word was passed of the coming of Neveril Indobar, the lost Hand of Almalexia.

4E 56

Giving his, by now legendary and ancient, Nordic blade finally named Stormsinger to his eldest son, Amaraz. Who was a boy he always(rightfully and very aptly) claimed put even his skills to shame. He as proud a father as there could be. He told the boy to sing to the blade in battle. He gave his other sons other mementos of his travels. His youngest, a boy named Zarkynd who was heavy into Conjuration, Destruction and Restoration, he gave all the Sigil stones he had found in the Oblivion Gates. His middle son Jax he gave his God-wrought armor too. The Armor of Almalexia's Personal Guard. Her Hands Armor. This son was a warrior through and through. He would come to depend on the armor very much in the turbulent times to come.

Neveril died peacefully in his sleep that same night, after five centuries of life, from the silent painless poison of an ex-Morag Tong Assassin, who whispered, "And the last of the Heretics is dead. The last contract I ever had is done." His eldest son, who had been taught by him and given his blade found his body. He gathered up his brothers and followed the trail of the Assassin for decades.

-4E 78

His Mage brother was killed in Cyrodiil by a raging cult of Daedra worshipers that the three brothers had agreed to kill for a village called Aleswell. Amaraz and Jax finished the Job and buried there brother. Continuing the search for the Assassin.

-4E 103

Jax died from a Dunmer youth stabbing him in the neck. The youth thought that Jax was one of Almalexia's Guard and he had heard that they had failed the Goddess to her death. Dooming Morrowind. After burying his third member of his family. He went back to High Rock to visit his mother only to find out she had left to help the Dunmer people in Solstheim.

He quickly forgot about that as he heard that an ex Morag Tong assassin had been seen over in Elsweyr. He followed that trail for years. He made many side stops on the way. Always willing to help out the Dunmer people wherever he found them in need. He even helped the other races as his father had told him long before. "They may not be Dunmer, but they are still beings of equal merit. Treat them as such son." He continued his search for his fathers killer. A trail so cold for so long even the slightest bit of warmth was detected by him.

-4E 121

Eventually becoming a legend in his own right. He was, Amaraz Indobar. A name championed by the beleaguered Dunmer people. He spent 20 years saving countless peoples lives and ending many others. He came to be called the Storming Banshee. Bandits feared it. Monsters loathed it. He earned that name for the way he sang when wielding his blade Stormsinger. When it was in his hands lightning danced around him and when his blade came into contact with anything it sent out a powerful jolt of Electricity. He never remembered the runes on the blade glowing so fiercely. Even when his father wielded it. It felt like it was a part of him.

-4E 141

Amaraz finally tracked the Assassin to Solstheim. He caught and killed him. A mer who had wormed his way into the Dunmer circle of power on Solstheim, was slayed in their midst by a specter of revenge. The last words the Assassin said were muttered and blood covered ones. "Ha! *coughs up blood* The son...of that...Heretic....killed me? I...care little. He was...the last contract...I was ever given by the...Morag..*series of coughs*..Tong. That...contract was...given to me by a dead man. Neveril was res...ponsible..for her failure that...Blasphemer. He could of helped her..." Then with his death Amaraz felt like Justice had finally been served. It was a grim and cold feeling for him. For what family did he have left?

Amaraz found his mothers grave there in Solstheim after a bit of asking around. She had been well known and had died 3 years ago from Astral Vapors contracted while helping clear out a cave of undead. He had lost his Mother. A mother he had not seen in some 20-30 odd years. A mother who had not known her two youngest sons were dead. He had lost his entire family. He was not the only one of his people to have done so. Regret and then rage took hold of him. He unleashed it upon the foes of his people. At first he stayed in Solstheim. A place where he made a name for himself killing werewolves and helping the Dunmer people.

-4E 150

Eventually he left Solstheim for a time. Wandering Morrowind and getting familiar with it. Having lost all his family members, Amaraz fell into a spiral of bad decisions for a number of years. Taking up Daedra worshiping and even injecting enchanted Daedric runes into his body. He gave in to vengeance and went hunting for Argonian raiding parties. He slew many, though he came to regret it later. Did they deserve death? He did not know. He did know that they might have killed or captured his fellow Dunmer though. Still it did little to relieve his conscience. Eventually he scraqed himself out of the self-pitying destructive behavior he had participated in and went back to Solstheim to help his people. But first he felt a need for some closure.

-4E 154

He summoned his fathers ghost once. To talk to him. After the talk he is famous for saying, "Ironic that such a man who had saved so many, be killed for having failed to protect a mad Goddess that had wanted nothing but death and chaos. Ironic that an assassin with a voided contract had pursued him. Life shall punish you no matter your deeds. But if you follow the path of righteousness, you shall at least be remembered with love and admiration. Even beyond the next life."

-4E172

Amaraz went on to help form a solid pact between the Dunmer of Solstheim and what was left of the people on Vvardenfell. He was successful as the rest of the world was focused on the war between the Empire and Aldmeri Dominion. His success had him sent to participate in many more similar missions.

-4E 174

The Solstheim Couciil had him meet with a Thalmor ambassador on neutral ground. During this meeting Amaraz felt utterly disgusted with the machinations and high handedness of the Thalmor. He was taken aside after the meeting by an Altmer who was part of the Ambassador's retinue. The Altmer would beseech him to refuse the Thalmor. "I have heard of you. You are a strong one. Some say a mighty hero. I have words for you. Most of the older Altmer are disenfranchised with the Thalmor Regime. There is no love lost between our two races, but the only Merish race of any consideration not yet under Thalmor control must stay away from their corrupt and heretical ways! We are not all with them,fear and weakness plays a part. Some of our wisest and oldest leaders were outcast or killed! This is not our people. When fire and steel reside in the hands of the Dunmer, I beg you to remember your mercy." Amaraz was shocked by these words. He took another look at the Altmer in the Ambassadors retinue. He saw a mix of rabid zealotry and a defeated acceptance in the Altmer. He then said, "Rest assured long lost cousin, my right hand dispenses mercy, my right Vengeance. Neither shall be idle if we come to war. But they shall be in equal measure." The Negotiations over Amaraz returned to Solstheim to relay the message. The Thalmor were not to treated with on an equal footing unless the Dunmer were sorely pressed. It was regarded as equal parts wise advice and folly by the council.

-4E 200

Amaraz was chosen to go to Windhelm by the council, to try and acquire help from them. Knowing them to be a city heavily influenced by the Dunmer refugees. On his way he was surrounded by a company of Orc and Nordic Mercenaries. He had no choice to surrender with dozens of bows trained on him. Bound and gagged he was brought to a Bandit fortress in the mountains south-east of Windhelm. His fathers sword Stormsinger taken from him and lost. He for the first time felt powerless. He escaped as some kind of monster was massacring the Bandits. He returned later but could not find his sword. He left and soon stumbled upon a battle between two groups. On obviously the legion and the other lead by a man shouting words of power. He felt a strange resonance as he heard those words. He was then surrounded by four Imperial Legionaries. They thought him a spy and bundled him up with what he soon learned were the Stormcloaks. After a ride in the snow they reached a place called Helgen. They brought him to the block for execution. He watched the first few Stormcloaks get executed and a thief shot in the back with arrows. As his head was lain on the block a large roar was heard and dark wings were spotted in the distance...