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In west Hammerfell he was born and raised
On Hegathe was where he spent most of his days
Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool
And all shootin' some arrows outside of school
When a couple of bandits
Who were up to no good
Startin making trouble in his neighborhood
He got in one little fight and his mom got scared
She said "You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Taneth"
He was a Wood Elf. He didn't know much about his family, or childhood. Other than that he lived in Valenwood, and that his family was killed during the purges made by the Aldmeri Diminion. His was found by a Khajiit caravan, who took him to Elsweyr. And there, he learned of the Aldmeri Diminion.
At age 12, he killed his first man. At age 17, he began torturing Thalmor soldiers and wizards. At age 19, he left Elsweyr, and began travelling across Tamriel, swearing revenge against the Diminion.
He became notorious for slitting his enemies throats, and watching them bleed to death. His ways of accomplishing something, were both morbid and relentless. When he sat foot in Hammerfell, he came across something that disgusted him. The Thalmor, using Redguards as slaves.
The one place in Tamriel he'd never set foot in, was the Summerset Isles. Regardless, he continued his rampage. He heard news about a civil war, with the Empire fighting the Nords of Skyrim. It seemed like a good place to continue. His hatred for the Diminion grew, the more he learned about them during his visit in Skyrim. He had always taken the Diminion for cowards, but this was beyond that. During his final days in Skyrim, he had raided the Embassy, stole vauleable information, and delivered Thalmor wizards to the Stormcloaks. along with a failed assassination attempt on Elenwen.
The last day, before he left Skyrim, he decided to visit Solitude. He had a drink at the Winking Skeever, and a quick meal. He stepped outside, only to notice that the Thalmor had sent a very large patrol after him. He was presented with a speech: "On account of your actions, my superiors have given me the task, to take care of business. There's two ways this can go down. 1: You come freely, and you will spend the rest of your life in a prison cell. Or 2: You resist, and we'll slowly kill you. You have nowhere to run, we've cut all of your...."
His voice was drowned in his own blood, for his neck was pierced with an arrow. And Meras Ashiin flew into an adrenaline fuled rage. Realizing he could not defeat them all, he fled. His death was reported 2 weeks later, on the Shivering Isles. It was caused by the wounds he had sustained in Solitude, along with a misunderstanding with Sheogorath, The Daedric Prince of Madness. His death was celebrated in both Elsweyr and Skyrim.
very good. the story was hard to follow but it was good work.
@Frosty the Hobo
thats a little twisted for a charachter. can i ask to keep it funny? twisted doesnt=funny.
@Hiesenberg
you did try, ill give you that but were is the comedy like i asked for? lol.
your welcome. :)
@Hiesenburg
good one. xD