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heya, I'd be interested to hear about your characters and their backstories.
I've only had Skyrim for a month and it is my first ES game, I played a few hours of Oblivion and never really got into iit, but love Skyrim. in that time I've had around ten characters, most of which were abandoned in an hour or less. My first major character was an orc named Ramsay, he was eventually deleted for having no real purpose or story behind his actions, and having his skill trees spread too thin and poorly planned. I had a high elf, also a Ramsay, who I lost interest in for reasons I can't remember. I had a Nord warrior, Stanmar, who I completed the main storyline with. I used him to experiment with heavy armour- dwarven was my favourite, he was onto Orcish when I deleted him. he was a Stormcloak.

I knew what I wanted in my next character- an argonian or khajiit, who would join the dark brotherhood, be a vampire but also fight for the Empire. An unstable creature prone to fits of violence, and possible Skooma abuse.

I had a khajiit first, but his save file corrupted half an hour in, so I made my Argonian. his name is Kurtis. not an Argonian name, of course- I couldn't make one I liked. but I think it suits him all the same.

Kurtis was an orphan, which explains his unorthodox name. he never met his argonian parents, and he has never been to Black Marsh. he was raised in Cyrodiil.

Kurtis travels to Skyrim for a different life experience, away from his cosmopolitan home in Cyrodiil. Unfortunately he is caught up in the Imperial ambush.
on the wagon he decides he quite likes Ralof, the only friendly person he has found since crossing the border. a friend amongst murderous Imperials. The only Imperial he likes at all is Hadvar, as hadvar doesn't seem to want him dead. When the dragon attacks Helgen, Ralof helps Kurtis, and Kurtis escapes with him.

he goes to Whiterun to deliver the news of the dragon attack. he expresses great indifference to the Bleak Falls Barrow quest, as he finds Farengar to be an unpleasant, arrogant individual who doesn't deserve Kurtis's help. instead he travels to Windhelm, expecting a city of people like Ralof, friendly, helpful and tolerant.Instead he witnesses the Nordic racism and cruelty. Ralof, it appears, was a fluke. While in windhelm, he hears about Aventus Arentino. He visits the boy, curious to meet an orphan such as himself. Aventus reminds Kurtis of the pain of being an orphan. Kurtis understands his sadness, his loneliness, his anger. he decides that anyone who mistreats orphans must suffer.

traveling to riften, he burns Grelod to death after witnessing her cruelty in person. He tells Aventus what he has done, so that aventus can return to the orphanage, and his friends. He decides to go back to Riften, remembering the man Brynjolf who had work for him. He does brynjolfs job and travels to the Ratway. killing the scum he finds there, he sleeps in a bed roll, and is abducted by Astrid.

Vasha the Khajiit is evil. he justifies the stereotypes against the Khajiit and Argonian people. Kurtis bears no hatred to the Khajiit, even for lawbreaking. Murder can be justified, if done for the right reasons. but Vasha is just evil. Kurtis burns him.

he decides to forget about Brynjolf and join the dark brotherhood, where he immediately befriends Veezara. All his life he has wanted an argonian friend, and now he has one. Veezara was given to the Brotherhood as a shadowscale, so doesn't know his parents, either. Kurtis loves his new family, especially Veezara and Nazir. He spares Cicero's life after understanding ciceros feeling of betrayal, although the fact that he injured Veezara pushes him nearly to the point of killing the madman. he spares him in a desperate attempt to stop his chain of cold blooded murder for someone else's reasons.
Eventually he murders the emperor decoy, thinking of when the empire tried to kill him for no reason. How Ralof, a good person, would have killed the Emperor given the chance. He nearly stops after seeing the penitus ocalutus smiling at him, talking about the food. He's smiling- a symbol of hope and friendship. but this assassination was for the greater good.

Kurtis is ambushed while escaping. he realises Astrid betrayed him. His Family was being murdered. in rage Kurtis slaughters his attackers, and makes his way to the Sanctuary. He goes into a murderous rage and viciously kills all Penitus he finds. When he learns of Veezaras death, he feels dead inside. the friend he longed for for so long, taken from him so fast, thanks to another he would call friend.

Kurtis kills the true emperor in a daze. He needed to avenge the death of Veezara. He needed to kill to channel the rage and pain in his life. He kills the Emperor but leaves his belongings untouched. This man was not evil.
He kills motierre next, still in his dazed, dreamlike state.

He restores the Sanctuary, but realises that the contracts hold no meaning for him. Murder happens for a reason, and Kurtis needed his own reasons now. he goes on hiatus from the brotherhood.

Kurtis travels for a bit to try to clear his thoughts. he thought Skyrim would be an enjoyable place to go, but since his arrival in skyrim, all he had faced was death, death, death. He considers joining the Legion, to fight for a cause, to have a good purpose, to make himself feel better about the things he did. When he sees Tullius, however, it's too much. he runs away.
he joins the dawnguard on a whim, and goes on his first mission. he thinks vampires are evil, so he kills them. when he meets serana, he is proven wrong. she seems almost human.
Kurtis falls in love with Serana. he realises the dawnguard would have him kill her. in an act of defiance, he joins the Volkihar vampire cult. Finally he has the power to fight back against everyone who would hurt him. he also has another Family. (still a member of the dark brotherhood, but not yet ready to return to the sanctuary).

that's as far as I am so far, sorry for the huge wall of text.

TL,DR: Kurtis is an orphan and has had a very painful life. Eventually the pain pushes him to the brink of madness.

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I'll give a little backstory on my character Nyrosa Almora.

She's a nord but wasn't raised in skyrim. Her clan use to be apart of the skaal but left after red mountain blew up.

Her clan made their way to an unknown area on the map when a massive storm hit.

The storm caused the clan to become isolated form the rest of the world.

A shrine of Mephala was found behind the small forest that lay before them.

Mephala grew interested with these people and since they didn't know who the daedric prince was, she lied to them and claimed to be their savor.

She spoke only to three people and those three became the leaders of the clan.

She also told them that more people would come, sent there by Mephala herself.

After many years of isolation, the once small clan became a big kingdom with a royal family.

They only knew this small city and named it Almora, after the Royal family.

Queen Nyresa (Nyrosa's mother) was a powerful mage and a great ruler.

However.

Her Daughter, the young and wild Nyrosa was becoming impatient and hungered the throne for herself.

Nyresa, would not let the young upstart take the throne due to her man-ish attitude and warrior habits. She wanted her Daughter to take a king and act like a lady should.

Nyrosa would have none of that. She actually hated the fact that she was born a women and craved power by any means.

Since the locals loved both the Queen Nyresa and princess (She would prefer prince) Nyrosa a civil war broke out.

The warrior Nyrosa took on her Magic wise mother in a battle that nearly destroyed the city.

Mephala, Thoroughly enjoyed watching this little game btw...

After putting a sword into her mother's chest, the young proud warrior raised her banner for victory! the people cheered and sang her name.

But this victory was short lived...

While cleaning up from the battle, the people noticed something flying up above.

This thing was black, had giant wings and its roar was deafening.

It was a black dragon.

Nyrosa had no idea what a dragon was but Mephala told her. Mephala also told her to run and hide from the beast but Nyrosa would have none of it.

Nyorsa charged the black beast but to no avail.

The beast then destroyed the city, turning it to ash. then with seemingly it's voice, it broke a hole in the rock barrier that had isolated the clan so many years before.

Nyrosa, the only one left alive stood in the wreck that was once her kingdom.

Staring out upon the ocean, she saw the black dragon head towards a new area of land. which made her both angry and joyful.

Angry, that there was a land she didn't rule.

Joyful, at the thought of all the power she could find.

She set out, sword in hand toward that black dragon and lands unknown...

I know it's kinda...lore breaking? but still, that's the base of it.

I'll keep mine simple, I usually do. It's easier to keep track of motivations and reasons for doing things the way I do.

My character can be found in my sig, listen to the song, and you'll have almost the exact rp I'm going for. In short, he's a Gnome (Wood Elf) who's off on his BIG adventure after a lifetime of staying at home (he's just over 200 years old). Eating, sleeping, and drinking his wine was his lifes love, but then one day...HOORAY!!!

I'll let the song tell the rest.

I have a serious case of Alt-itis and have about 10 characters AT LEAST that play on a whim, but my "Main" is a Bosmer Cleric of Kynareth. She came to Skyrim hoping to help those in need thanks to the devastation of the Civil war, but ended up getting captured and believed to be a Stormcloak, after that and the events of learning that she was Dragonborn. She realized that she was given Kynareth's Gift for a reason and went out to fight the Dragons and help where she can.

I had Sinmir Stone-Swinger:

This wasn't really a serious character, though...But I'll definitely re-make him.

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Daeo is a young Breton assassin male. His Breton heritage and family bloodline dates a savage and brutal, violent family filled with blood and thirsty murderers. His family has been servants of Sithis since before he was ever born. Every Breton in his line has carried a job in dealing the Black Hand. Followers of the Dark Brotherhood. It is his mother Wendalin The Fowl, who's very bloodline descends and dates back of centuries of death from the Brotherhood.

The only issue has been the fact that Tamrial has completely wiped out the Brotherhood. But Daeo sought, even at a young age, to do his ancestors proud. At sixteen he sought out to look for the remaining of the Brotherhood even if it were a myth.

In his twenties he heard rumors of the Brotherhood in Skyrim. And that's how he ended up in Skyrim and during the events of Helgen.

Daeo is kindly cruel, cunning and ruthless. The best way I can explain it is, don't piss him off. You want to stay on Daeo's good side. He has a persuasive silver tongue, but if you refuse him after being so kind he will cut your neck. For example, on his journey he met a man with a staff that he believed cursed. Daeo asked kindly for said staff, man said no despite complaining about it, Daeo sliced his neck. Another example comes from

He only follows Sithis and the Night Mother. And will not involve himself in the mishaps of the Deadra or the Nine Divines.

some pretty decent stuff here! I'll admit that my story was made up to justify my in game actions. I actually find kurtis's story to be very depressing, I think I'll make a Khajiit to play for a bit to mix things up a little. I wanted to try a sneaky dual wielder sometime but at the moment, after Kurtis, I can't really bring myself to play another assassin right now. I'd also like to make a Dunmer, throw some Daedric worship in there and live in solstheim for a bit... never deleting Kurtis though!

-Insert 2edgy4u assassin stealth archer who praises Sithis here.

-Insert Nord warrior who hates da Thalmor here.

-Insert Elf Wizard who wants to take over the world here.

90% of Skyrim character back-stories I've seen.

If you're talking about Daeo, he uses a dagger.

Combat Skills

Destruction

Illusion

Alteration

One Hand Dagger

Passive Combat Skills

Stealth

Non Combat Skills

Speech

Alchemy

Enchantment

Lockpick

oh and I should mention that Kurtis, developing a psychopathic personality doesn't tend to use stealth so much anymore. he recently killed eight guards in solitude in a fair fight because they attacked him over the imperial assassination.

Daeo has a ridiculous amount of stealth so I gave up on it after a while myself, though not due to the needing of bloodlust.

Seriously though in game, this is Daeo's thought process after getting the Stealth Crouch perk.

Daeo dagger slice, first off he does a ridiculous amount of damage he was already doing 12 and then add the x6....soooo...yeah

If they are strong enough to withstand some detect him

He can just crouch and they go back to look for him and then just eating

Daeo's thought process at this point is, "How stupid are these bandits seriously, I'm right in front of his [censored] kneecaps"

So now Daeo's favorite destruction spell is fire, so most bandits get roasty toasty toasty for some challenge. Cause if Daeo does stealth, he just rolls his eyes at how dumb it really is.

Relan the Argonian

Relan was born on a Redguard slavers' ship on their way back to Hammerfell. After Hammerfell left the Empire, slavery was no longer outlawed so they enslaved a bunch of Argonians from Black Marsh. In Hammerfell no one wanted to buy the little Argonian. His mother was sold, so he ended up as an orphan. Luckily for him there was a Redguard family, who probably thought he was cute, that raised him. He was given the name Relan. He became a blacksmith assistent and miner until he eventually took over the forge when his boss died. He learned to cast fire spells, his natural talent as an Argonian in the schools of magic where very useful. With his fire spells he could easily keep his forge and smelter hot. He also practiced daily with the scimitars he made. (like William Turner in Pirates of the Caribbean ). One day he decided to quit his job to become full time adventurer, a couple of years later he arrived in Skyrim...

He always wears an Alik'r Hood, and wields a scimitar.

Skills: One-Handed, Destruction, Smithing, Alchemy, Light armour, Sneak, Lockpicking

So basicly he's a battlemage.

I love these threads!

After escaping from the Imperial sentencing at Helgen, Shawn, a Breton warrior, fled with Ralof to Riverwood. A quest for vengeance had driven Shawn to cross the border into Skyrim from Cyrodil, where he was falsely accused of being a Stormcloak sympathizer and was imprisoned. Shawn tried to explain that he was seeking the associates of a vampire who had previously taken up residence in Bruma, Shawn's home. The vampire, whose name Shawn never discovered, did not directly feed on the citizens, but was an agent of the King of Worms. After his defeat by the Hero of Cyrodil, the vampire began to aggressively build a coven to resume necromantic activities, using villagers of Bruma as subjects for feeding and experimentation.

The disappearances put everyone on edge in Bruma, until finally an inquisition carried out by Imperial Battlemages sent at the behest of the Guild revealed the menace in Bruma. The vampire and his followers were intercepted as they tried to abduct an elderly couple that lived next to Shawn's home. A fight broke out, with magic flying in every direction. A stray fireball caught the roof of Shawn's house on fire. Grabbing his sword, Shawn and his parents and newly wed wife, burst out onto the street. There they encountered a deadly battle between necromancers and mages. Shawn tried to get his family to safety, but the flow of the battle brought the combatants into them. Shawn brought his sword through a vampire neophyte that was backing up to him, but the creatures unnatural strength kept him alive and he turned, casting a fireball into Shawn's stomach point blank. The spell blew him backwards into a nearby home, with such force that he snapped the paneling. Shawn's wife, Elizabeth, ran to his side, and through dimming vision, Shawn watched in horror as the beast drew the sword from his back and ran his wife through with the blade. Elizabeth fell into Shawn, and he held her in his arms as she died. The vampire laughed and prepared a final spell, but Shawn's father came and struck the creature in the back with a shovel. The creature was momentarily stunned, but then he lashed out with a drain life spell and svcked the vitality from Shawn's father. He fell lifeless to the ground. A bellow of anger came from Shawn's mouth and he rose up, kicking the creature back. By then, the rest of the vampires were fleeing toward the Bruma gates. Shawn wrestled the blade from the vampire and took his head off with a single blow. After he stopped writhing and Shawn's head had ceased swimming, he looked about for his mother, only to find her charred body lying in the middle of an impact crater. His heart dropped into his stomach, realizing that his mother's Nordic blood had not afforded her the same protection as the blood from his father did him.

After burying his loved ones, Shawn learned that the vampires coven had been discovered, and that it was empty. A note to straggler's made mention of a new coven being established in the north, in the land of Skyrim. There was mention of a contact that ran supplies for the vampires, who could be located smuggling goods into Falkreath, a fellow named Mesidius. Shawn knew that he must hunt down the vampire who had killed his family, he knew that he must avenge his loved ones, but he also knew he did not have the skills necessary to accomplish this task. Taking what gold and provisions he had, he set off to the north to find this Mesidius. Fast forward back to Riverwood...

Shawn was extremely grateful to Ralof for his help. He knew he must repay this debt, and so he agreed to bring word to Whiterun of the dragon attack. He hoped that the time to travel might help him to make sense of the reality that dragons had returned. On his way to Riverwood, Shawn discovered a group of men and women fighting a giant, a beast he had only heard of. Taking up a bow he had scavenged in the flight from Helgen, Shawn aided these warriors, who revealed themselves to be part of a group called the Companions. Although Shawn did not care much for the honor of being a warrior, he did know that these people could help him hone his skills in combat. Following them into the city Shawn prepared himself for the trials ahead. He knew that he would have to master the arms and armor of a warrior if he wanted to stand a chance against the vampire and his followers, but it would take even more than that. He knew he would have to awaken the dormant power of his blood and master the use of magic if he was to stand any hope of defeating such a powerful necromancer. He also knew in his heart, that this was not a simple quest of vengeance. This was an undertaking. He knew that if he lived to see the killer of his family dead, it would not stop there. He would not be able to rest knowing that wicked things stalked the world, seeking to unleash black magics. The tales of heroic spellswords and witch hunters ages ago, roared in his head and he knew that he must become one of them. He must become the bane of evil and death.

Sort of an introduction thread here, I see.

Before my first play I knew next to none of the TES world, so I went with "a folk medicine apprentice from Hammerfell, recently advanced to a journeyman (or journey-woman, actually), on journey to Skyrim", and to a satisfying effect.

Second one was a little more complicated, he was an imperial guy with extraordinary mustache, who's backstory was ripped from the career of Józef Pi?sudski (who, before Ascending To Power in a certain Great War, was a Notorious Enemy Of The State in certain Big Empire troubled with Recently Losing A War with Yellow-skinned Islanders Rising Empire; and in his early years, he was sentenced, on charge of plotting to Assassinate The Emperor, to an exile in a Cold Province Of The Empire) - so I could honestly tell that I played the darker paths of this game as well.

After that, no more backstories, only troubleshooting mysterious CTD-s and stuff.

TL;DR: Nord from Skyrim who went south to defend Cyrodiil when the Thalmor came. Was betrayed when Cyrodiil sold Talos worship to the dominion, when they refused to retake Markarth after everyone had gone south, when the Empire agreed that Talos worshipers could be torture-murdered by the Thalmor, and finally when he got arrested and almost executed just for returning home.

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Whew... dodged that category. My first character was a Bosmer hunter/mercenary by name Erindil, and my follow up being an Imperial named Valentia Cyprus. She began her story as an orphaned beggar, driven out of Falkreath after being accused of theft, and finding her way to her family's old mansion. (Cyprus Manor, which I'm planning on putting on Steam)

Name: Destiny
Race: Dunmer
Gender: Female

She was born in the grey quarter (ghetto) and her family barely had enough money to survive. Her father decided that he'd become a bounty hunter to get enough coin to feed his family proper meals. At the age of 16, Destiny learned how to use a blade and had a good understanding of magic so she asked her father if she could come with him on his next bounty hunting job. during the job her father took an arrow in the chest but luckily survived. He couldn't do any bounty hunting after that so Destiny took over.

At the age of 19 she had saved enough money to travel to whiterun and buy some land so off she went with her mother and father to start a better life. On the way to Whiterun her parents where killed in a ride-by (bandits with bows while riding horses), her money taken and she was beaten then taken to a bandit camp in the Rift.

A few days had passed and with her skills of the sword she killed all 13 bandits and left the camp. 1 hour later she was captured by imperials and sent to Helgen.

My current character is Valeria Stormborn. She is in her mid twenties and is a Breton forsworn.

She was born to forsworn parents during the time that King Madanach had taken over Markarth when its armies were off fighting in the great war. And we all know the story when those armies returned. With the young Ulfric Stormcloak came riding in on Markarth to reclaim it for the empire, her family was broken apart and her people hunted down. Some say her mother went on to become a hagraven and her father a briar heart. But if this is true she believes them to be dead all the same.

Raised in the wilds of the Reach, Valeria grew up to be just as savage, if not the best young warrior the forsworn clans had seen. She became an expert marksman with her bow and was fierce with her duel wielding axes. She took her first life when she was roughly twelve years old. The forsworn camp she was living in fell under attack from nord soldiers. One of them lowered his guard near her and she ran a dagger up under his chin and into his skull. She became thirsty for nord blood in that moment and a great hatred for Stormcloaks and most nords began.

Her first give accomplishment was getting arrested in Markarth just so she could break the king in rags free. From there she was instructed by her king to talk to General Tullius. There an uneasy alliance was formed. The reachmen stopped raiding imperial camps and instead focused on keeping stormcloaks out. This removed the imperial need to be in the Reach as the stormcloaks were dealt with by the forsworn. General Tullius began writing letters to the empire and gained for the forsworn, a measure of control over the Reach and Markarth's gates were open to the forsworn.

Valeria also acquired the blood of the beast though trickery of the hagraven mothers. At first she was upset but now she sees and enjoys just how powerful she has become.

During this time General Tullius also made use of the savage warrior he had been given to use as he saw fit in his war. Valeria Stormborn was unlike any warrior he had seen. Stories of her skill in battle came from Legate Rikke and the men and yet Valeria turned down all rewards and titles. Her eyes were set on a bigger prize. Jarl Ulfric Stormcloak. During her time in Whiterun, helping hold off the stormcloaks, she fell for a nord man named Vilkas. Sadly it seemed like it was not meant to be and she has not looked for him since the battle for Whiterun was over.

It was with great pride for her people that Valeria took Ulfric Stormcloak's life on the day she joined the march on Windhelm. She took Ulfric's axe and clothing back to her king in Druadach Redoubt where they are now on display for all to see. But the weapon she killed Ulfric with is now viewed as sacred. Its still stained with Ulfric's blood, wrapped in cloth and locked away in a chest.

Since then she has joined up with a fellow blood thirsty wild man named Hoth. Their adventures have since then taken them around Skyrim and even through the portal into Falskaar.

I'm sure she will have some involvement with the Dawnguard as well.

My female Nord Alexandra is a good natured person. She always does good deeds for others and is always looking out for the best interest in Skyrim. As a child her parents were caught in the crossfire between the Dawnguard and Volkihar and were killed. She was chased into the woods were she fled and lived until she was 20. Living off the land, learning to fish, hunt and be quite proficient with the bow. After hearing of the Dawnguard reforming, she takes this opportunity to join them and get some closure for what happened to her parents. She meets Serana who after awhile becomes good friends with her. When the opportunity to enter the Soul Cairn arises she has Serana turn her into a vampire as she can't see herself giving up a portion of her soul. Little does she realize that it is this moment that will change her life forever. She starts to see the power that the Volkihar posses and while in th Soul Cairn, she comes across her first dark arts (necromancy) skill book. After returning to Skyrim, she gets herself cured but doesn't realize that it's too late, the seed is already planted. She continues with Serana on her quest to destroy Harkon and all those that stand by him. At the exact moment of his demise, Alexandra makes her transformation complete by having Serana turn her back into the very thing that destroyed her life so many years ago. Abandoning all material weapons, she conjures up her new bow and sword, returning to Fort Dawnguard and slaughters everyone. Using their blood to fuel her dark practice , she sets out on a new conquest to destroy anyone that gets in her way.



Basically she starts out good then turns evil. As my signature implies, I have an likeness for the darkness and evil characters.

http://i1254.photobucket.com/albums/hh611/Trace9569/20131224_151520.jpg an Imperial Spellsword, who is Thane in Falkreath Hold, where she does special jobs for the Jarl. She started as a guard for the father and now works for the son, though she much prefers staying away from Siddgeir, as she really doesn't like him. She was attacked by Dragon cultists on the road and when she gets her household in order she plans on finding out exactly why. ( she is a new character, the idea is to explore every inch of Falkreath Hold and do Dragonborn which I have never done before)

http://i1254.photobucket.com/albums/hh611/Trace9569/20131210_145430.jpg a Redguard mercenary, turned vampire hunter. He and his friend and fellow mercenary Marcurio decided to Join the Dawnguard when they found that they seemed to be fighting vampires more then regular bandits. They are slowly going through Dawnguard ( I have done it twice before once on each side) getting more RP out of it this time. Wolf is a sword ( sometimes ax) and board, light armor, crossbow wielding, non-magic user, no alchemy, with smithing as his only craft ( though I don't do alot, just keeping him from being really squishy) He has corrupted files, so I may never finish his RP.