» Tue Dec 29, 2009 1:14 pm
My character was one of a multiple birth set. Several brothers. They are Part Daedra, but a combination of genes and the sorcery of their powerful Altmer maternal grandfather, alongside their own potent innate magic as made them seem more of their maternal kin, than Daedra in looks, though they are tall even for the High-Elven race, and their blue hair, darker than usual skin (for Altmer, anyway) and mighty affinity for magic stand out even amongst the Altmer.
The story of his parentage hath oddity upon oddity, but Daedra born half-breeds have never been unheard of, savant strange creatures that they are. His father was a rarity. The result of an uncommon union between a Valkynaz of The Dremora and a celebrated Aureal. How that union came to be, and how a birth came of it no tale has told, yet it was so nevertheless. The Aureal mother had little interest in being labled for having such a hybrid. To be with child at all was an oddity amongst her kin, who had no need to procreate in the way of Men and Mer and seldom did so. and when he proved to be male, and thus second class amongst her race, she quickly repented of his birth and left him in the wilds of The Shivering Isles. But savage and strong in body and in magicka, he survived. For a time he even gained the favour of Sheogorath, for he was an oddity, a rarity, a seemingly mad and novel creation, and The Madgod was ever fond of such. Eventually, however, as Sheogorath drew nearer the time of his change into Jyggalag, the increasing desire for order and normalcy caused him to turn a more antipathetic eye towards the anamoly in his court. The strange Daedra fled, and by fortune came to do so just as many odd events were converging. The Greymarch was drawing near, though few understood the portents, the opening of Oblivion gates and Dagon's war upon the face of Nirn was drawing nigh (though it seems that his departure and the subsequent conception of his Children in Tameriel happened some decades prior to the Oblivion incident itself, and he likely manipulated The Sorcerer who summoned him into doing so, aided by his clairvoyat prescience of the coming turmoils), and many other strange tidings, wondrous and terrible alike.
The barrier between worlds being thin, my characters' sire was able to influence the mind of a mighty Altmer conjourer, who, seeking a new and mighty servant, aided him in entering Mundus. . . more on his own terms than on the mages.
Now, the mage in question was an Altmer warlock of Great Power. He had been the Archmage of several guilds, but growing ever more experimental broke ties with the guilds altogether, and settled in the high passes of the mountains, rearing a mighty tower in the border territories where Cyrodil, Skyrim and Morrowind came nearest to one another.
It happened that this great mage had a daughter . . . he had sired a number of children over the long centuries of his life, but she was the youngest, and at the time the dearest, and the only one who still dwelt in his home and care. From her full Altmer father she had inherited great gifts of sorcery. . . and from her mother, who was mostly Altmer, but had some ancestry of Dunmer, Nord, Redguard and even Falmer in the distant past of her heritage. . . well it is likely that she inherited other even rarer gifts from her, which would eventually be manifest in at least one of her sons. A beautiful girl, in the usual way of these tales, lovely and clever, and in the blossom of her child bearing years, being somewhere between her mid teens and early twenties (her exact age is not here recalled). Much could be said of what came and how, but the essentials are simple enough. The new Daedra in her father's home was not only powerful, but handsome and lawless wild. He had the savage, lusty aura of the Dremora, and the austere and noble grace of the Aureal. And fealty was no more in his nature than a respect of boundaries or masters. Their affair began in short order, and was a fervant and fearsome thing, and she was soon very pregnant with otherworldly seed.
As to the sons she bore. . . mighty in body and magic, savant, gifted with sight. They grew both swift and strong with an uncanny speed, growing to maturity more in the manner of a wild weed than of any mammal, and they had knowledge of past and present. One of these went on the champion all of Cyrodil in the raging Oblivion war, and rose to lead The Mages Guild in one of its darkest hours. My character aided in those battles, both against Dagon and against The Necromancers of Manimarco. At last his brother went into The Shivering Isles at the invitation of The Madgod, whose mantle he came to don. My Skyrim character 'to be' visited his brother there for a time, whilst the other still had some hold of his own mind and some memory of self. He agreed to take over The Arcane University in the maddening brother's stead, and when his brother began to be more Sheogorath than self, my character wisely left The Isles behind and came back into Nirn.
The Guild propsered under him, but Dagon did not forget his role in the undoing of The Daedra Princes plan, and he persued him as best he could from the beyond of Oblivion. But, partly due to his own mixed heritage, and partly because of his long dealings with The Daedra,, in which he always showed respect and appreciation, though he was under no requirement to do so, he had loyal allies amongst the Daedra themselves, and they aided him in staying ahead of his dreadful antagonist.
After the fall of The Empire, he held The Mages Guild together for longer than most deemed would have been possible for any. He also aided greatly through personal intervention in giving protection to refugee Dunmer from Morrowind after it was invaded by The Argonians, even going so far as to aid them in some of their more successful battles against the invading host, for he felt deeply for the plight of his kin and was aggrieved to see them overrun by the lizard folk, for whom he had never held any particular fondness beyond friendly acquaintainceships with a few Argonian members of the Cyrodillic mage guilds. he secretly aided the Kajiit in their efforts against the usurper Emperor in Cyrodil, and also aided the more moderate amongst the Altmer in their attempts to spread their power throught Tameriel.
Eventually, my character was assailed by Daedra utterly devout to the will of Mehrunes Dagon, who entered Nirn through the aid of Dagon's remaining Acolytes. Mighty as he was, he survived the attack, but he was badly injured, and cursed, and his power was for a time diminished, and he forgot much of what he knew as he convalesed.
Now he is healed, but still far from whole. But be that or no, the time has come for him to venture back into the world. To take up a mighty cause again, and learn more of himself than ever he knew before.
There are probably some errors in here, but I will work them out by and by. lol
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