» Thu Jun 14, 2012 2:14 am
You are aware of the orc strongholds all over tamriel? Well how about this...you were born in the mountains of hammerfell amongst an isolated tribe of orcs who call themselves "the bloodfang tribe". You were born as the chieftains sons amongst a children of 5 ( 3 brothers and 2 sisters) and ever since you were born you were trained in the ways of the orcish horde. They taught you the basics of hand to hand, shield fighting, and most of all two-handed axes. You have proven to be the most capable warrior in your tribe. You defeated the chieftain's champion "Balonog gro-malok" at the age of 18. You were hailed amongst one of the greatest warriors of your tribe. The chieftains champion, hailed in disgrace, was banished from the tribe proving that he is unworthy to bear his title of champion and therefore his honor. Begging your father to reconsider such a rash action as you had much respect for his champion he roughly waves you off and tells you "A chieftain should never show such weakness. Never disregard what your chief and most of all your father says...EVER!!".
One of your brothers named Agronog approached you not offering any further peace of mind. "You may show strenght in combat but do you have the will to do whats necessary brother". Ever since you were youths you were at odds with eachother. He was a lowly swine, willing to cheat past any challenge that dared approach his path. Even so, the rewards came toward you as you were hailed "Champion" of your tribe. Many lowly orcs came forward to you with offerings of gold and gems. Many orc women kneeled before you begging you to choose one of them to bear your children. Of course, there was one orc who was simply named Sasha whom you enjoyed playing with since you were a boy even though your father saw it as a weakness. When she came forward you told her how she was the most beautiful thing you ever layed your eyes upon. And so your new life began as champion as in the coming years you lead many orcs against the Aldmeri Dominion from capturing Orsinium and begat children of your own.
After the great war, you returned home aged around 30 or so. When you approached your father, he was but an old, weak orc who sat upon the throne that should indeed not be his. One night after your return, your father took you into his private tent and told you that his time has come. He is going to choose you to be the leader of the bloodfangs amongst your brothers. Your brother Berak has not ever proven himself worthy to even wield an axe much less his honor. And father knows very well Agronog is a cowardly and deceitful orc. Your father has received the vision from Malacath to wait along the roads for a glorious death of some kind. Of what he does not yet know but as he gets ready to make his leave he will announce you chieftain of your tribe. Begging your father not to do this as you simply wish to live in peace and harmony with Sasha, he rejects you utterly. So by right and honor you had no choice but to accept his decision especially since you know your brothers would lead the tribe to ruin. And now begans your reign as chieftain of the bloodfang tribe and became known by many orcs throughout orsinium. Or so you thought...
Agronog was raging at the fact that father chose you as chieftain. Knowing that he is a capable warrior he should be the one leading the tribe and not you. So he conducts a plan with a small group of orcs who believe he should be chieftain instead of you. The next day orc warriors approach your chamber and drags you outside. You see your father laying on the ground dead with a dagger in his back. You immediately recognize the dagger as your own and the tribe accuses you of blood murder. "You bastard! How could you!" screamed Agronog. You scream "You cheap bastard!! I'll have your head for this you hear me?!!". Agronog then becomes chieftain, laughs and orders your execution on the spot. While in jail, the orc shaman approaches your cell telling you that you have a destiny far greater than leading the tribe. He tells you to make your way to the southern reaches of Skyrim. Asking why he does not give an answer as was his way. He immediately unlocks the door and sneaking out of the tribe you make your way for a private carriage further down the road therefore beginning your role as dragonborn.
How does that sound? Good yes?