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Now that I've gotten tens of hours into Skyrim I decided to define my character with a proper role and thought I would share. My character is a Khajiit and is named Kharuul Sacinthe. I decided he was going to be a stealthy character and would therefore specialise in daggers, bows, and light armor. Depending on the situation would depend on the attire Kharuul would wear.

Here is my character:
[img]http://cloud.steampowered.com/ugc/631857853221499672/A0E1F48DD0098F1446A8DDE1F7BBF7DCB0955C8E/[/img]

Here is his first (and general) role:
[img]http://cloud.steampowered.com/ugc/631857853221514280/D3124DD91B76D238F83FCD2529F67F70BA2A44BC/[/img]

His first role has the following rules:
Name: Krosis the Protector
Role: Feed the hungry, protect the helpless, aid the poor
Weapons: Elven Bow, Elven Daggers (x2), Elven Arrows
Rules: Cannot kill NPC civilians, cannot steal (only civilians)
When: Day/ Night

Here is his second role:
[img]http://cloud.steampowered.com/ugc/631857853221510418/01CDCB927D068732C377BD73A278123F5D1A6EFC/[/img]

His second role has the following rules:
Name: Volsung the Assassin
Role: Kill the unworthy and deserved
Weapons: Ebony Daggers (x2), Ebony Bow, Ebony Arrows
Rules: Cannot steal, Cannot kill innocents
When: Night

And finally his third role (my favourite because it looks like a badass dark fantasy version of batman lol):
[img]http://cloud.steampowered.com/ugc/631857853221506738/AA635B6412AC4AC2799386AD5D5B5F9DD87151D2/[/img]

His third role has the following rules:
Name: Hevnoraak the Thief
Role: Steal from the rich and give to the poor
Weapons: Paralysis spell (defence only if caught)
Rules: Cannot kill, cannot steal from poor
When: Night

General Story: Found covered in a pool of dragons blood Kharuul Sacinthe when he was just a little cub (cubboy?) was raised by fellow travellers who lived in Riverwood (despite many disliking Khajiits). After many years he learned what he believed to be right and wrong and when he was given his freedom to roam the vast lands of Skyrim he set on a mission to rid the evil from the land and create a balance in wealth throughout. However, he has a guilty passion with death and thus must kill an evil civilian once a night to quench his thirst for blood in order to avoid harming an innocent (I watch too much dexter ).

So that's my character and his story (pretty generic but it makes the gameplay more fun) and so far I have been having a blast with him and Skyrim in general, really lets you be creative and choose how you want to play with very few limitations. Id love to hear what other peoples back stories are to their characters and I hope you were interested in looking at mine.

Updated for Skyrim

http://s1233.photobucket.com/albums/ff388/xSurfinB1rdx/?action=view¤t=newkhajiitedit.jpg Being born under the astral sign of the Shadow had significantly effected the physical traits of Dar'Rhaashii, and had also earned him his prefix name of 'Dar'. He has black fur with white stripes, mostly on the face, neck and tail that closely resemble that of the Pahmar-Raht species. His eyes are a glossy, solid blue which, according to the Manes, is a sign of prowess cunning comparable to that of Rajhin, the Khajiiti Burglar-Turned God, as he too had these blue eyes. Though rarely speaking, Rhaashii's voice is heavy with Khajiiti accent, often making him a bit difficult to understand. Mixing intimidating Khajiit language, tall stature and rough, heavily accented voice usually doesn't make him much of a common-talker, though he is highly intelligent and is able to demonstrate that when given the chance.

Name: Dar'Rhaashii [The Kloaked Khajiit]

Age: 26 Years.

Race/Build: Khajiit (Ohmes-Raht), 6'4" lanky and quick, very agile and acrobatic, muscles present yet not extremely defined.

Birthplace: Riverhold, Elsweyr

Personality: Quiet, a sneaky type who listens to those around him and seldom speaks. Somewhat spiritual in a druidic way, using trees and wind to gather information on marks. Generally is a bit harsh or to the point which makes him seem like a jerk to most people. He enjoys mead and mostly meals prepared i Elsweyrian fashion, and is also a big fan of Moon Sugar and Skooma, and usually carries a pouch of Moon Sugar crystals and a couple phials of Skooma with him.

Worship: Nocturnal, Rajhin.

Profession: Nightingale, Master Thief, Mercenary

Archtype/Fighting Style: Rogue, typically picks off targets from afar and doesn't see much close combat while adventuring. However, in tight areas or special occasions will dual wield daggers and silently execute enemies from behind. He learns the locations of all enemies within a room before entering or attacking. In the rare occasion of upfront confrontation, he will often go into a fight with a dagger in his right, to parry attacks and stab between armour and a longsword in the left for basic combat.

Main Talent Trees:Sneak, Archery, Lockpick, One-Handed

Secondary Trees: Light armour, Alteration(Detect Life), Pickpocket

Armour/Clothing: Light leather armour, sometimes with mail or plate reinforcements. Usually dresses casually around towns yet wears a long dark green cloak with hood up.

Brief Biography: Born in Riverhold, Elsweyr Dar'Rhaashii grew up in poverty without parents, as they had abandoned him for an unknown reason as a cub. He was forced to fend for himself most of his life and spent time in several bandit gangs and thief groups all over Elsweyr. It was when he was about 22 or 23 years of age that he met Ri'Saad, who promised Dar'Rhaashii riches if he joined his caravan and set for Skyrim, to exploit the civil war by selling and fencing special supplies, drugs and other items to the local people. Dar'Rhaashii agreed immediately and set off towards Skyrim with a group of other Khajiit, including a tall one named Kharjo, a caravan guard. He and Rhaashii became friends, often stealing petty items from the caravan together and fencing it on the side, but always replacing it with other items found on slain bandits or other attackers. Upon reaching Skyrim the caravan had lost few members, either dying from sickness or bandits, or just deciding to leave. What was left of the caravan was split into two groups, to cover more ground and make more profit. Rhaashii and Kharjo were split up and he hasn't seen his friend since. Skyrim was all but welcoming to the Khajiit, they were not allowed into the cities or towns as they had earned a bad reputation of being thieves and smugglers, so they were forced to set up camp outside the walls of the cities. After months of traveling with the caravan in Skyrim, they reached a city called Riften, where they camped out for a few days. One night, Rhaashii was confronted while alone near the city, attempting to scale the walls. The man's name was Brynjoff and he proposed an alliance with the Khajiit caravans. He was from the Thieves Guild and asked if the caravan would act as a mobile fence for the Guild, Ri'saad accepted on various conditions and terms, and to Rhaashii's surprise, was asked to join the Guild to act as a secure link between the two. Rhaashii spent a many months in the Guild, training and performing tasks and heists, and proved himself to have much skill in all forms of larceny. Eventually, Rhaashii was contacted by Lady Nocturnal herself, and through vigorous trials and tests was inducted into the ranks of Nightingale, among two others. Dar'Rhaashii spends his time now, stealing for the Guild and Caravan and slowly bringing them to power and riches. He and Ri'saad had even discussed a Khajiit uprising for unfair treatment. Not much can be said, as it is hard to track a Nightingale.

Wow I really like all the depth you put into your character , your background story was very interesting too. I have only just started my story on my character hence why its quite bland in comparison but I plan to expand it bit by bit as my adventures go on, Thanks for sharing and cool that your a Khajiit also!

And even before he was born or dreamed into existance he would realize the dream and the dreamer and his role in writing the scrolls. And he would fill his role and the roles of those who could not realize the dream and he would be all the dreamer and the scrolls and the author hoped for http://imgur.com/PIrzR

Dudes, you should play pen and paper. ^^

You don't want to know anything about my character's story. It's disturbing and offensive, and violates almost every rule of these boards.

...who says we don't?

Nice,
Well here goes, probably have some changes to the usual story I tell.

http://cloud.steampowered.com/ugc/631856881919168533/1BFD9206556A525712E4602B602F81D6D23125EA/, a Dunmer born of a Nord father and Dunmer mother. Raised on a farm a few miles south of Lake Itlana, Hunter was plagued by visions from Azura. Through these visions Hunter learned of the magical arts. On her 21st birthday Hunter was invited to go hunting with her Father, while out hunting the two got seperated. Alone and in a cave, Hircine presented himself and an offer to Hunter. Hircine offered Hunter a chance to be his Avatar upon Tamrial, his only condition is that she hunt and kill the White Were-Sabre that inhabits the cave. Hours of trudging through the cave she comes upon a great white sabre tooth tiger. She readies her bow and lets an arrow fly. The arrow soars through the thick cave air. It pierces the targets chest through the other side and lodges itself into the cave wall. The Sabre turns and stares Hunter in the eye as it turns into an aparition of Hircine. Hircine congratulates Hunter on a successful hunt but tells she has much to learn before being named his avatar. The aparition fades from view and Hunter decides to leave the cave. As she exits the cave Azura appears and tells her that shes taken her first step along her path of destiney.

When she arrives at the farm shes immediatly scolded by her partents and in a fit of rage accidently sets a wheat crop ablaze. In the aftermath she was sent to the Arcane University by an Imperial convoy. One long week later after crossing the border into cyrodiil the convoy was beset by bandits. Admist the attack Hunter had begun a fire storm showering both the bandits and the imperial convoy in fireballs. All that was left was a smoldering wreck of the carriage and 2 dozen charred bodies. Alone on the road, Hunter was found and apprehended by a passing patrol. The examiners of the site assumed that all the bodies were part of the convoy, condemning Hunter to execution.

While in her cell she was mocked by another prisoner continually, until she set his pants on fire. One dingy sunset Azura visited Hunter saying 'Its time'. She woke up as 3 members of the blades and the Emperor stopped by her cell door. Her cell was an secret escape path for the Emperors. She followed them into the tunnel and after helping defend the emperor, Hunter had to make her own way to the exit.

[These pages have faded over time and have become unreadable]

She helped Martin into the temple of the one where he transformed into an Avatar of Akatosh defeating Mehrunes Dagon. After the dust settled and the flaming Avatar had turned to stone, Hunter was named Champion of Cyrodiil. She continued to drive out the last of the Mythic Dawn. Hircine visited Hunter telling her that she had proven herself worthy of being his Avatar on Nirn, awarding her the Hunter's Talon made from a Dragons claw. 3 weeks of hunting down the remnants the Mythic Dawn, Azura once again visited Hunter. After this meeting Hunter disappear from Nirn all together.

[The next set of pages seem fresher than those before them]

My parents had me keep this book, so it feels right that I write this down in this book:

200yrs since the last communique from Hunter to my desendants and a Woman that's the spitting image of her shows up on the border. We captured her while ambushing a bunch of stormcloaks, she's due for execution once we arrive at helgan. We had to gag her to shut her up about how shes the 'Champion of Cyrodiil' and how she averted the 'Oblivion Crisis'. She had this weird dagger that looked like a claw but its massive and the only thing I can think of is a dragons claw. Think I'll keep a hold of it.

Some other Pics:
http://cloud.steampowered.com/ugc/631856881939016381/EC2C021CC7A4BC9BE0A0EDAE769D9CB8C1B9362C/
http://cloud.steampowered.com/ugc/632983753061570724/296AC07DE3E9FDAF734C163D01EB410C31A3521B/
http://cloud.steampowered.com/ugc/632983753063869930/D0A7B6FFA70B60192840D5AD11F38F265DC23656/
http://cloud.steampowered.com/ugc/632983753082223792/0D4EB4770A659E4ED66AEFDEC24FE5651922FE84/
http://cloud.steampowered.com/ugc/632983753085234318/8C6C923EB59C2962CEC439112E5CE7E2EB9AFD60/

I know and admire another player that takes his role-playing this seriously.


Your character is very handsome, btw. ^_^

I would of said the same thing but Im a cat-person so it would of been biased

http://s6.postimage.org/cvn77w4wh/2011_11_27_00016.jpg

Age: 22

Birthplace: Unknown, possibly somewhere in Cyrodiil. Grew up in Honorhall Orphanage in Riften and was kicked out when he was twelve. Lives now in Whiterun.

Job: Blacksmith, miner, hunter, occasional oddjobs...

Build: Very strong.

Relationship: Not married, close relationship with Ysolda.

Other:
-Earned his name when he bit one of the caretakers in the hand
-Doesn't have a accent but has typical gruff khajiit voice.
-Worked for various mining companies but was imprisoned when he was caught stealing diamonds.

Would love to write a full bio but my english just isn't good enough.

@ sunsi

thanks

@skeloton

The pics were really good, especially #5 were it looked like shes jumped over the barrier. I also like how your characters was within the events of the Oblivion crisis, I would have liked to continue from Oblivion but I wasnt creative enough and chose an imperial who looked like a scruff version of Aragorn who was named the same . Khajiits are cooler imo, especially the updated Skyrim versions.

http://i.imgur.com/esC1x.jpg

Age: 42

Birth Place: Skyrim. Wasn't born in a settlement but on a road.

Relationship: Currently none. He lost the love of his live, Catherine years ago. He has a good relation with Lydia.

Job: Mostly a bounty hunter and mercenary. A scavenger, he finds clothes and weapons, upgrades and sells them. He crafts his own equipment as well.

Information:

- Used to be a member of The Dark Brotherhood, until he was imprisoned by The Imperials.
- He doesn't have a good or bad karma; he does whatever he things is right, even if it's very wrong.
- Killed Faendal after he accompanied him due to rage.
- Even though he's the Dragonborn, he doesn't accept his role as a hero.
- He's currently traveling with Lydia to Windhelm, before The Dark Brotherhood takes care of him.
- Born as a Nord, although he doesn't believe in all that ''Nord and proud of it'' crap.