he got very sick and became very skinny(why his bowns show) and because of his new found agility he became an assasin with epic armor :)
oh and he became purple because the souls he has taken has made him purple the color of the souls this story is supossed to be funny :P

He is a Nightblade by the name of Cyrus Tulion, early in his life he was cursed with undeath by a witch in Kynsgrove, the witch was soon slain and he had no one to reverse the curse. One day a sorcerer promised him a job, the job appeared later to be a hoax as the Sorcerer stole his immortal soul to power a sword of unholy power. Many centuries later The Watcher using powerfull magic escaped the soul cairn the only "Soul" to escape. Through his magic he returned to the land of Tamriel to seek out the one who stole his soul. He found the Sorcerer but he was dead long ago but the sword remained in his dead grasp. Apon taking up the sword it shone with a bright light. It was his soul trapped in the blade forever. Withount anyway of unbinding the soul from the sword he kept it with him as a weapon, and a memory...

that was amazing

nice one meliphis. mine basically the same but he was the first nightengale to have servered nocturnal before recorded time, in hopes she could save his love from molag bals wrath. cursed with undeath by part of lady lucks bargian. the time has passed annd when he returns to see his love, she is long dead.

i have more just not much time right now

@meliphis that HAS to be the story

Hey guys, loving the speculation over The Watcher's back story. Meliphis you're fairly close with the one aspect of your idea. Won't say which but good job :)

Could he not be the first to serve Nocturnal? He loved her, but when she did not give his love back he swore to take her life....even...in death.

He was a normal man, until he found a way to the soul cairn for study, but when he entered, the proper masters stripped his soul, put it in a blade he had, and removed his memory. Removing his soul caused his body to be unable to die.

his name could have been zerillian or w/e.

The day was the 30th of Frostfall, in the Third Era.
A Dark Elf assassin was sent to eliminate a Thalmor necromancer. When he reached the necromancer's fort, he expected to see other mages guarding the fort. None. Odd, he thought to himself. He pulled up the mask on his cowl and moved in. The fort was... the fort was abandoned. Had they fleed from the fort, knowing who was coming? he went down the stairs into the main floor- and was greeted by a spell that nearly drained the life from him! He barely escaped, but he did escape- eviscerated, maybe, but still alive! He pulled his enchanted sword from his belt. It was a wonderful sword, crafted by his grandfather, who was also an assassin. Come to think of it, almost all of his relatives were devoted worshippers of Sithis. He threw it blindly down the stairs- and when the Altmer came up to finish him off, the sword became stuck in his neck. The assassin pulled the sword from the High Elf's corpse and exited the fort. He needed to hide, for his grotesque, thin appearance could easily be mistaken as a zombie. A few years of hiding later, he ran into somebody that did not run away, or try to kill him, as the others did, but rather requested his assisstance. The ex-assasssin, thinking nothing of it, said "Lead the way", and followed them.

he eat some bad cheese. so it made him like how he is know and everyone got supa creeped out

Blastronaut got it in one! :P

Short one here. Mabye he was a servent of Sithis and after being a dutiful servent for a long time he decided that he didn't want to do it anymore, but Sithis isn't the understaning type, the vengful deadra curses him with undeath, and to look like Sithis is perceved by Mortals to always serve as a reminder: nobody crosses a Deadric lord.

Just added a picture/sneak peak of one of the characters to be featured in The Watcher's story. Who do you all think he might be?

Cairdon Frydar was a young Nord teen living in a small village. One day, bandits led by a Witch (Yes, a witch. Don't judge!) attacked the village. He and his brother were hiding, and a bandit and the witch broke through his house. The bandit slit his brother's throat. Cairdon screamed in anger and charged towards the bandit. The witch stopped him and cast a resurrection spell on him, meaning when he died, he would be brought back to life. The bandit then slashed at his torso, causing blood to spill. Cairdon started to scream in agony, and the bandit, having enough of his screaming, seized him by the throat, and threw him out of a nearby window. He landed in a burning house, and a pole fell from the ceiling of the burning house and impaled him in the leg. He could only sit there helplessly, impaled and bleeding out, as the flames engulfed him. As his vision started to black out, he saw a bandit toss a dead body next to him---his brothers.

He awoke hours later, in the night. He held out his hands,and with horror saw they were bone. He looked down, and almost screamed. His skin was burned, but not intensely. Yet his ribs were portruding from his body, and his internal organs were gone (The bandit has sliced open his stomach, causing them to fall out). At that point in time, he made the sudden connection of the spell the Witch put on him. He was dead. He stood up, and then looked at his brother's dead, burned corpse. He felt a intense rage. Grabbing a sword on the ground, he peeked out and saw some bandits and the Witch sitting around a fire. He charged in, seizing the Witch by her hair and kicking her into the fire. He then hacked a bandit dead, and seeing two other bandits rush at him, decapitate one and impale the other. Seeing two left, he sliced them dead. Looking at one, and seeing he had a cloak, pulled it off the bandit and put it on his face, which was burned. He then set off to the nearby hold of Falkreath, to Dead Man's Drink. After all, he is a dead man, right?