Please describe your character, physical attributes as well as personality. I'll kick start in a bit, takes awhile on mobile.

The character I've remade over and over has been known as Veracious. Borne in Valenwood to an average Bosmer family. Years have pasted and Veracious is fighting the green-pact in political debates. Once day a group of protesters of the opposition break into Veracious house and from there Veracious would never be home again. Now resident of Skingrad, the Bosmer has dedicated his life to the art of the bow and arrow, restoration, and alchemy. Veracious often explores the wilderness to find caves and camps to loot.

My dude is just named Will (my irl name) and he is into adventuring for fun and profit. He isn't saving the world because he is noble- he's just doing it for fun

I tended to favor hand-to-hand, marksman, and blade in Oblivion, and I was always a very stealthy character. Even when I set out to be some other kind of character, I always ended up sneaking around everywhere anyways. I think it's just the atmosphere that makes me do it; ayleid ruins and such seem like places to stay on your toes, not something you just charge through. In Skyrim I'm gonna try out a different approach and just charge around hacking away at everything. They seem to have made that a much more viable approach with dual wielding, shouts, etc.

This will most likely be the second character I play in Skyrim but he's one of my favorites. I call him Carver, he's a Dunmer sociopath. He has a strong hatred towards Altmer and Bosmer, often to the point of decking them in the face on sight, or stalking them back to their homes in hopes of catching them unawares, often leaving them naked in a pool of their own blood. The whole goal when playing this character is to avoid incarceration at all costs, as he'd likely have a death sentence in all reality.

Carver has been known to erradicate entire settlements without being suspect, and he always leaves a trail of bodies in his wake.

In previous installments he's been a master of the Blade skill, Alchemy for poisons, Sneak, Security, Speechcraft, Illusion (Mainly for the Frenzy spells) and Acrobatics. As you can see he's a primarily stealth based character. This skill set will probably change in Skyrim, hopefully to add a more gruesome twist. Decapitations sound fun.

Also, after reading this, I realize it makes me sound like a creeper. If it makes you feel better my first character is always a stand up individual, thinking more about the good of the whole as opposed to the betterment of self. His name changes with each play through, and it's generally how I'd go about normally playing the game. The serial killer schtick is more or less for amusement.

No worries covest, I think most people on here have probably gone on a random killing spree at one point or another.

I will be dropping the gloves for Skyrim:

Nord:
Wilhaim "Bjarki" Boghas
age: 27-30
Specialty: Scout/Sniper+Night warrior
preferred weapon: Long Bow and eleven arrows; Short swords;

Origin story:

Known as Bjarki (Viking for Little Bear) by people in his village and his friends as well as family, Wilhiam was born to a nomadic tribe of Nords that lived off the tundra's of Skyrim. At the age of 12 his tribe was slain by two Saber toothed tigers, escaping only when a rather large grizzly bear stepped in to steal some of the meat. The two big cat's were distracted by fending off their meal from the bear allowing Wilhaim a momentary chance to escape into the night.

Wilhaim had spent the next few years being taken in by a number of different persons and groups. At one point he was being initiated into a group of bandits, after seeing their cut throat ways were not for him he left at the age of 15. He encountered an old hunter/trapper known only as Roliand. Wilhaim eventually learned of Roliand's role as a Blade in the times since oblivion and how he became a great warrior amongst the ranks of the Blades. Wilhaim learned that Roliand made a pact with a Daedric Prince for the years of a mer in exchange for him promising to punish those who would over hunt the land or hunt for game rather than necessity. Roliand shared many things with Wilhaim, and trained him in hunting, scouting, tracking, trapping, and even a little cooking along with some alchemy. Wilhaim would always ask that Roliand train him in the ways of the Blades, Roliand would always reply "I am, you are fantasizing what that training would be like" Roliand continued "A Blade survives every battle by being able to adapt and survive. Each Blade is a force of nature, always changing to best serve his purpose until we can join our ancestors in Sovngarde."

Wilhaim eventually coerced Roliand to train him in the basics of combat, excelling in archery and short swords. Roliand trained him in a few special techniques he had developed over the 200 years since the Oblivion crisis. Wilhaim took to Roliand like a father figure naturally, which made it even more difficult to watch as he was killed by a poisoned cup of mead. Wilhaim tried to save his friend and mentor but the poison took effect immediately and Wilhaim knew no magic other than a small fire spell for creating camp fires. Wilhaim held Roliand as his last breath escaped his lips. With rage burning in him, for the first time in his life he went into a state of berserker rage. His skin flared red and steam rose off his body in wafts. His eyes shot around in the darkness of the edge of their camp looking for the assassin. He saw the gleam escape a metal buckle which revealed a Dunmer in sinister armor peering at him with angst. Wilhaim had an arrow knocked and drawn before the Dunmer assassin could drop from his tree limb to escape, and within a wolfs howl the Dunmer was slain with an arrow through his jaw exiting his skull and a well place short sword in the chest.

Wilhaim had spent eleven summers with Roliand, now he would be tested as an adult. He would spend the next couple years working at mills, in mines, on shipyards, and helping locals with any problems from wild beasts. He was arrested recently for killing a saber toothed tiger which was being captured for research by order of the College of Winterhold. His reason as stated by Wilhaim himself: "This is the same beast that slain my tribe years ago, this is retribution not thievery." He now awaits sentencing...

The part of his story he doesn't know:

He is the last descendant of King Bogas, and one of the last living descendants the Ysgramor bloodline;

He's related to Jurgen The Calm;

He is a pure blooded nord, and holds the rightful claim to lead the Stormcloaks in taking Skyrim back from the Empire and Wilhaim himself is the heir to the Ysgramor kingdom once restored;

Is being watched over by Hircine and Azura, has been since birth;

Night Warrior:

Spoiler:

My favorite DB/assassin character was an unnamed extremely dark skinned dunmer which (through fantasy) I dubbed a Dreadmer, A particular strain of mer mutated (much like orcs in most mythology) by certain deadric princes and other more insideous powers to be the perfect killer.

Black as the void and as silent as death. Only speaking when absolutely required. Where a dreadmer walks the air is unnaturally cold and light fades as if being sucked into a black hole. Dreadmer often go without clothes at night because even the blackest of black attire is still brighter than their flesh. They exist for a singular purpose: To send souls to Sithis.

My character is an Imperial from Summerset Isles who is a ranger who came to the mainland to kill mudcrabs!

Edit: Jurgen...wow just...wow.

Yeah, I go hard when I write. lol, I'm pretty damn good at writing fantasy as I've got few books in the works.

Algerin
Nordic Berserker(Dual wielding Axes or two-handed swords)
Main Skills
One Handed(Axes)
Two handed(Swords)
Light Armor(Better to avoid hits then absorb hits)
Archery(For those pesky dragons)
Smithing

In the previous Elder Scrolls games my first character has always been the native race of that province, and Skyrim will be no exception. Algerin is your classic Nord warrior: Honorable, courageous and suspicious of magic and elves. Algerin enjoys the finer things in life as well. Tavern brawls, Tavern wenches and tavern ale are all his favorite. In fact, upon arriving in a new village, his first destination is always the nearest ale-house. He drinks to celebrate victory, and drinks before battle for good luck as well.

Algerin is also very supersticious. He doesn't trust magic and elves are particularly good at the mystic arts. Rather then associate with the shady dealings and half-friendships of mages, he finds company in the Comapnions where honor is respected.

Let none say that Algerin is not generous either! After gaining wealth, Algerin will gladly leave some with his companions or even anyone who will drink with him for awhile. ALgerin has very little need for money anyways, as he will only use weapons and armor he has forged himself or pried from his enemies cold, dead fingers.

Jurgen Windcaller wrote:

Yeah, I go hard when I write. lol, I'm pretty damn good at writing fantasy as I've got few books in the works.

Yeah I'm currently writing a book about a group of Mercenaries in medieval times. Trying to keep it realistic but interesting.

To keep on topic my character is also working for an unknown King of an unknown country called Vindari to gather information about Tamriel.

have made numerous ''jokes'' about hippie mage but this is my real one.

Ragnar the bloody
Nord (but his father was a breton)
Mainly a warrior but knows little bit of magic too

He loves fighting not killing but just fighting he also has a alcholic problem, he spend his early years in high rock living fansy life since his father has a nobel but then his father found that he was a his bastard for a nord maiden he tried to kill Ragnar, to defend him self ragnar grabbed a sword on table and pointed towards his father, who runned at the sword and died. Ragnar was blamed for the murder of his own father and send to jail, his Mother helped him to escape and told him to go to skyrim where his destinys awaits, so since then Ragnar has lived in Hammerfell but now, things are about to change..

Caelas wrote:

Jurgen Windcaller wrote:

Yeah, I go hard when I write.
lol, I'm pretty damn good at writing fantasy as I've got few books in
the works.

Yeah I'm currently writing a book about a group of
Mercenaries in medieval times. Trying to keep it realistic but
interesting.

it just happens to be i too write fantasy,
they based on world called Nermtal my current story is about dead
gods,unfullied fates and love between man and woman..

Fowe, try to use your edit button instead of double-posting. It saves room for everyone

I've merged the posts together for you this time.

Phaethon Rhadamanth wrote:

Fowe, try to use your edit button instead of double-posting. It saves room for everyone

I've merged the posts together for you this time.

okey sorry

Lol, wow your characters have so much story to them. I usually just play a bosmer thief/mage who has no clue what's going on, and doesn't really care too much, and only actually finishes the main quest just to get people to shut up about 'the emperor' or 'the blight'. Or if she sees profit in it. Usually a chaotic neutral alignment.

Ok, now you all have me thinking of writing up a little bio for my character. I will have to work on that this weekend. I'll get it up later on.
Nice bios from everyone else though, I enjoy reading them!

Heh. This is who I AM.

Ive started on the tale of my most famous character and decided to put it in story form as if being to by someone else later on (in tamriel) Be patient as this is going to take some time but I promise you will be impressed.

Ashxobmie...that is GENIUS!!!!

Wolfar, if it gets long enough maybe you can stick it in our new "writer's corner".

it probably will so Ill put it there when its finished.

ETA: ive already got 2 and a half pages and im nowhere close to being done. Stang my arms, hands and fingers are wore out.

My Khajiit is a Suthay-raht called "Krin’Ji Dar", meaning Grinning Young Thief. He does not know why he was jailed, although he assumes it was for stealing something, and getting caught, as his sneaking was not that up to scratch.

Krin’Ji Dar immediately set out to improve his sneaking, as he didn’t want to get jailed again. he joined the thieves guild once he was a master sneaker, and quickly moved up the ranks, he liked to keep relatively wealthy, so many towns folk would wake up to find their houses stripped of any and all valuables. He thinks that the townsfolk might have started to catch on, as he had all of the best things, light armour, blades, and many other things, and they were walking around in nothing but their undergarments, as they didn’t even have enough money for the cheapest clothes.

Krin’Ji Dar quickly became the richest Khajiit in all of Tamriel, but alas on an unknown day due to unknown circumstances, Krin’Ji Dar was looting an unknown location, he was so involved in his work he did not notice the guard enter the room. He did not notice him light his torch. He did not see him getting ever closer to him. Not until it was too late did he turn around just as the guard screamed “Stop criminal scum!” and Krin’Ji Dar’s career of the uncaught thief had ended.

After spending several days in jail, and emerging much weaker than he had entered, Krin’Ji Dar broke down; he threw all of his many belongings off dive rock, and secluded himself to the Imperial Prison Sewers, living only off rats and mudcrabs, for the rest of his days.


This is just a rough outline of my Khajiit character, I plan to flesh it out a lot more and hopefully turn it into a short story of sorts. Tell me what you think <YAY THEY HAS KHAJIIT SMILEY!!

I LOVE it! Lol, it's exactly like a khajiit should be with mixed in humor. I look forward to reading more. You inspire me to write more about my character.

Thanks Nightblade. I love how Khajiit speak about themselves in the third person, so I'll probably write it like that, though I think that'll get a little confusing after a while lol

No, keep it, Nightblade much likes this. Nightblade will follow M'aiq the Liars words closely. Nightblade goes to write now.