Character Backstories

[Poncho]

As some other discussions made a while back have gotten completely off-topic, to the point where it's just confusing, I'm making a character backstory discussion of my own. Feel free to write your backstories here, just keep it clean. If it's questionable, it's probably not a good idea.


Also, if you would like to rate someone's story, mention their name (do not quote entire story as I mistakenly did earlier), a score of 0-10, and a comment of constructive criticism would be nice so the community can work to be a better writer! Thanks guys!

-12/1/15

My backstory

Sollock


Born in a run-down village in the Black Marshes, the Argonian was taught how to steal and hunt by his family. One night, when he and his family was out fishing, their boat capsized, trapping his family underwater, where they realized they would never
Make it out, and would starve. Not wanting to starve, they drank the poison they were carrying. The young Argonian survived, and was not trapped. He swam to shore, and stayed in the black marshes for several more years, living off what he could steal and find. When he finally gathered enough septims, he chartered a ship to Skyrim. There, he stayed in the inn's around the cities and around the area. One time, when he was raiding a bandit camp, a group of Stormcloaks including Ulfric himself, attacked the camp. The commotion caught the attention of an imperial watchmen, who dispatched an imperial squad to apprehend the Stormcloaks. They ended up killing a few, but managed to capture 2 Stormcloak Raiders, a bandit, Ulfric, and our unfortunate Argonian. From there, the story of the Dragonborn begins, and he decides to start working as a hired hand, whether it be in theivery to a hired hitman.


(Loving all these great stories)

[WalrusMan]

My Nord was born in Skyrim (Near falkreath), but as a small child his parents were killed in a fire that burned down their shack.

An Imperial trader was heading back south to Cyrodill when he came across the shack. He brought the young nord with him, as his infertile sister wanted a child. The traders sister owned a
farm along with her husband west of the Imperial city, near Kvatch. The trader dropped off the nord child, where he would be raised by the two Imperials. He worked on the farm his whole life,
but always had an interest in adventurers like the Nerevarine and the Hero of Kvatch. When he turned 28, he decided that he wanted a new life. He wanted to become a hero.

Perhaps he knew deep down that this was his destiny. He bid his parents farewell and took a carriage north to his place of birth, Skyrim. He thought it was only fitting he returned to his homeland to start a new life.

Unfortunately, he arrived in Skyrim at precisly the wrong time. His carriage stumbled into a band of stormcloaks walking along the road, escorting Ulfric. A few moments later, a barrage of arrows flew out of the trees sorrounding the road. The driver and his horse were quickly killed, but the Nord managed to duck down in time.

My Nord was suspected to be a stormcloak, and was sent with the other survivors of the ambush to Helgen...

[Avrie]

See you're well on your way already!

So Laurensia, is a 23 year old from Cyrodill, that grew up an orphan. Likes light armor and one handed weapons, is a bit of a rouge, and not above using magicka to get out of sticky situations. She's a huntress and survivalist by choice and nature, and presently honing her crafting skills.

Now you have to fill in her goals and desires, where she would like to live, her hopes for the future, regrets of the past ... give her a personality.

[Avrie]

Messaggio originale di drwatson1873:

Thank you for the kind words, avrie05, and for asking about the camp. It is a combination of two mods: The Northern Ranger's "Camping Kit of the Northern Ranger" http://www.nexusmods.com/skyrim/mods/10573/? and Chesko's fine "Campfire: Complete Camping System" http://www.nexusmods.com/skyrim/mods/64798/?.

Thank you for sharing yours. Your campsite is a very fitting choice for a seasoned traveler. My current character's backstory is back on the first page. By virtue of the sage advice you gave Snapdragon, her story is in flux. I desided to give her the cabin by the lake her father had always promised her as a little girl ... Had to write the mod myself for it to fit. Here's a couple of screenshots.


http://steamcommunity.com/sharedfiles/filedetails/?id=576681699

I have to admit I had just as much fun creating her and her cabin as I did doing the character. You can really get involved in this game at many levels. I also use Campfires, along with frostfall, Hunterborn, RND, and bathing in skyrim. (and a crap load of others)

Can't wait for the next installment.

Snapdragon ... keep going ;-)

[Slop]

my character is a high elf who is named ildari the hearstone. His heart was ripped out by alduin so the thalmor embassy sent a few mages to heal him. They found something called the the heartstone the stuck it into his chest and he has needed this heart ever since. A few years later he found out he was dragonborn he also found 4 friends that suffered the same fate. Vorstag,Stenvar,Jennesa and lydia. They made a guild called the heartstones and since ildari was the dragonborn they made him the leader of the guild. So thats how ildaris life started.

[Zlobenia]

Braith isn't an orphan though, her parents are Amren and Saffir. Did you kidnap her?

[76561198133591931]

Messaggio originale di Snapdragon:

Braith isn't an orphan though, her parents are Amren and Saffir. Did you kidnap her?

Naw. Just murdered her parents. So she becomes an orphan. All so he could adopt her.

[Zlobenia]

Messaggio originale di darkknight4321234:

Messaggio originale di Snapdragon:

Braith isn't an orphan though, her parents are Amren and Saffir. Did you kidnap her?

Naw. Just murdered her parents. So she becomes an orphan. All so he could adopt her.

Who would want to adopt Braith? Snotty little brat.

[76561198133591931]

Messaggio originale di Snapdragon:

Messaggio originale di darkknight4321234:

Naw. Just murdered her parents. So she becomes an orphan. All so he could adopt her.

Who would want to adopt Braith? Snotty little brat.

LOL

[Avrie]

For a moment I thought he was talking about one of the dawnguard dogs... then again a b@tch is a b@tch I guess, LOL Never cared for Braith

DrWatson... The Winstad mine ... just curious, was that an invention, or did I miss an actual mine, I've built Winstad manor a half dozen times and scouted that region pretty good, but I don't remember any mines there.

[Loon969]

I think I'll post mine:

Drrugan Scartail

He started out as a simple argonian farmer living on the edge of black marsh. He worked his fields of marsh marrow and various other exotic produce unheard of by most who live in the western civilizations. He lived with his brother and sister, and his mother and grandparents. His tribe had a cultural attribute which meant his family and extended family were always welcome to live in his home. He lived in happiness with them, and in his spare time he liked to read. In fact he had the largest collection of books out of anyone in his tribe, reading about everything he could. From war tactics to the art of taxidermy. From raising livestock to managing a keep, he read it all. One day there was an elven troop of around thirty soldiers. They had come from the imperial city searching for talos warshippers in eastern cyrodiil. Without knowing it the high elves crossed the border into blackmarsh(the borderlines get very hazy when you're tramping around in the eastern marshlands) they found Drrugan tending his fields and stopped to talk to him. Now he was not actually a talos worshipper, but a God that his tribe did follow had a very talos-like symbol associated with it. As the soldiers walked through and went to his farmhouse, they noticed a place of worship, a small shrine with flowers and bits of odd jewelry. They mistook it for talos and they decided they would take them prisoner. His wife and kids were separated from him as an added jab in the ribs, his mother and grandparents deemed unfit for travel and for work. They were to be escorted to a secluded part of the marsh.. For what, Drrugan did not want to think about. From there he was taken around cyrodiil as a prisoner before finally escaping (a story for another time). With the aldmeri soldiers on his tail he fled into the Valus mountains. Drrugan somehow managed to survive the frigid heights of the mountain range. He made it to the other side and found the town of Falkreath, back then it was a large boom town. He was quite shunned by the Nords and spent time wandering around looking for a place to belong. He wanted to find his wife and kids but he knew he couldn't do it alone, one person against the aldmeri dominion. He then came to Windhelm. He found the dock workers to be mainly argonian, and he then knew that he belonged there. Something drew him to the argonian a working here, they needed his help. He soon realized the terrible cruel racist city of Windhelm did not tolerate him, or anyone of argonian, or elven race. He vowed to make things right, and from there he went on working at the docks. He also became involved with the pit fighters, a small ragtag group of arena fighters. He brought them to there former glory once again, gaining fighting skills with mainly mace weapons and bows, and then he took his knowledge from what books he'd read years before and started a guild. With This group of argonian and others, he vowed to bring justice to the suppressed races in Skyrim and eventually, gain enough strength to begin searching for his long lost wife and children.

[Meme Lord Stranger]

Messaggio originale di Comrade Wieg:

I think I'll post mine:

Drrugan Scartail

He started out as a simple argonian farmer living on the edge of black marsh. He worked his fields of marsh marrow and various other exotic produce unheard of by most who live in the western civilizations. He lived with his brother and sister, and his mother and grandparents. His tribe had a cultural attribute which meant his family and extended family were always welcome to live in his home. He lived in happiness with them, and in his spare time he liked to read. In fact he had the largest collection of books out of anyone in his tribe, reading about everything he could. From war tactics to the art of taxidermy. From raising livestock to managing a keep, he read it all. One day there was an elven troop of around thirty soldiers. They had come from the imperial city searching for talos warshippers in eastern cyrodiil. Without knowing it the high elves crossed the border into blackmarsh(the borderlines get very hazy when you're tramping around in the eastern marshlands) they found Drrugan tending his fields and stopped to talk to him. Now he was not actually a talos worshipper, but a God that his tribe did follow had a very talos-like symbol associated with it. As the soldiers walked through and went to his farmhouse, they noticed a place of worship, a small shrine with flowers and bits of odd jewelry. They mistook it for talos and they decided they would take them prisoner. His wife and kids were separated from him as an added jab in the ribs, his mother and grandparents deemed unfit for travel and for work. They were to be escorted to a secluded part of the marsh.. For what, Drrugan did not want to think about. From there he was taken around cyrodiil as a prisoner before finally escaping (a story for another time). With the aldmeri soldiers on his tail he fled into the Valus mountains. Drrugan somehow managed to survive the frigid heights of the mountain range. He made it to the other side and found the town of Falkreath, back then it was a large boom town. He was quite shunned by the Nords and spent time wandering around looking for a place to belong. He wanted to find his wife and kids but he knew he couldn't do it alone, one person against the aldmeri dominion. He then came to Windhelm. He found the dock workers to be mainly argonian, and he then knew that he belonged there. Something drew him to the argonian a working here, they needed his help. He soon realized the terrible cruel racist city of Windhelm did not tolerate him, or anyone of argonian, or elven race. He vowed to make things right, and from there he went on working at the docks. He also became involved with the pit fighters, a small ragtag group of arena fighters. He brought them to there former glory once again, gaining fighting skills with mainly mace weapons and bows, and then he took his knowledge from what books he'd read years before and started a guild. With This group of argonian and others, he vowed to bring justice to the suppressed races in Skyrim and eventually, gain enough strength to begin searching for his long lost wife and children.

Very interesting.
So both the Imperials and Stormcloaks are bad? The nords are racist while the Imperials only care about expanding etc.
If so then i'm not going to join either of them.

[Zlobenia]

Messaggio originale di Roshan Cheesemaster:

Very interesting.
So both the Imperials and Stormcloaks are bad? The nords are racist while the Imperials only care about expanding etc.
If so then i'm not going to join either of them.

NO NO NO, do not base your decision on that. Go and read some articles, go and read the numerous "Imperials vs Stormcloak" threads.

[Loon969]

Messaggio originale di Roshan Cheesemaster:

Very interesting.
So both the Imperials and Stormcloaks are bad? The nords are racist while the Imperials only care about expanding etc.
If so then i'm not going to join either of them.

Oh not at all! I quite like the imperials. The ones in question were actually the aldmeri dominion high elves. They invaded cyrodiil and basically did what they please. The storm cloaks are proud of they're home, the ones who are racist are more within windhelm than the whole stormcloak army, same with the imperials, they aren't the aldmeri dominion. But yeah don't take my opinion, definitely read up about both sides.

[Meme Lord Stranger]

Messaggio originale di Comrade Wieg:

Messaggio originale di Roshan Cheesemaster:

Very interesting.
So both the Imperials and Stormcloaks are bad? The nords are racist while the Imperials only care about expanding etc.
If so then i'm not going to join either of them.

Oh not at all! I quite like the imperials. The ones in question were actually the aldmeri dominion high elves. They invaded cyrodiil and basically did what they please. The storm cloaks are proud of they're home, the ones who are racist are more within windhelm than the whole stormcloak army, same with the imperials, they aren't the aldmeri dominion. But yeah don't take my opinion, definitely read up about both sides.

Just read (red?) about both of them,seems like they are both nice,its just the Thalmor being ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥.Still going to join the Stormcloak as a favor for saving me back in Helgen.

[76561198133591931]

Messaggio originale di drwatson1873:

I am somewhat surprised no one commented about Installment Fifteen. Was it that bad and disjointed, that good and seamless, or just not that interesting?

It was that good.