» Mon Jul 02, 2012 7:48 am Race: Nord
Gender: Male
Age: 28 (Since 4E201)
Place Of Birth: Skyrim
Language: Dovahkiin see's his first language as Dragonish by default of inheritance, hence the reason he adopted the name "Dovahkiin", however he doesn't use it as much as Tamrielic, his only other language is Tamrielic, which he also can speak fluently just like everyone else. Dovahkiin speaks with a grunt tone, as was picked up from living with wolves for years, this singles him out as savage and strong by Tamrielic speaking people, but aids him in perfect pronunciation of Dragonish words.
Personality: Being raised by wolves, and surviving on nature, Dovahkiin is a hard to break, brutal, but calm and intelligent character, he is a kind-hearted person who will do anything to help others, same as he used to his old wolf family. His immunity of rough environments come from the 22 years of being raised by nothing but harsh nature. Though he isnt paticularly bad at any weaponry he finds himself more attuned to the more brutal and forward weaponry; dual handed blades, and the battle-axe.
He does not use spells of any kind, and avoids wearing and using enchanted weapons and armour. He aims to be a Thuum master. His growl/grunt tone he picked up from being raised by wolves has helped him perfect the pronunciation of the Dragon Language. Though he seems the serious and calm type, he does enjoy a good drink and sing-along at the tavern.
Religious and Political Veiws: Dovahkiin is a firm believer in the common Skyrim religion and beliefs, and the way of the voice. Though he can see common sense when something doesn't make sense, but believes the gods to be tied to the mortal realm greatly. The old Dragon worshippers interest him, and though he sees Dragons as powerful, and in some sense friends, the ones pledged to Alduin must be stopped at all costs. His favored god is Talos, and he believes when great warriors die, they are sent to Sovngarde. He believes Deadric worship is feared a bit too much, and though he doesn't 'worship' them, he will help them out, if their demands are not too evil. Ever since the Imperials attempted to behead him, and since they have attempted to take over Ysgramors fatherland, Dovahkiin has had a hate for the invading Imperial legion, this does not mean he hates Imperials, he still respects thier race.
Story: Dovahkiin was left at birth at the top of a cold mountain outside Greywater Grotto by an unknown and unwanting Mother. Freezing, he was taken into a warm cavern by the wolf mother and looked after and raised by wolves. After a few years Dovahkiin very quickly realised he was different to the pack, he noticed the wolves would use claws and teeth for weapons and fur for warmth were he had none, though also found he had the ability to stand up-right at an early age were the Wolves could not, this gave him an advantage in combat compared to the wolves later on in his life. Watching the creatures of the mountain and forests Dovahkiin then started experimenting and making his own things. Using clubs and other sharp weapons he made himself he would defend the family from invaders and large predators, he would also go out and hunt rival wolves and other animals and wear the leathers and furs of them to keep warm. He grew up to be the best warrior of the clan and was only able to communicate in grunts and roars like his wolf brothers. He was able to fight larger creatures in order to defend his family, like mountain lions, bears and many other tresspassers. He learned to become immune to the rough environment of mountains, forests and caves and very skilful in the creation of his own weapons and armour and he grew in great skill using them, he knew how to live off nature and go for days without food or sleep just like a wolf and became faster and faster, up to a point where he could keep up with his wolf brothers on hunts.
At the age of 22 when the wolf mother had finally passed away and her children ran off to lead lives of their own, Dovahkiin was left to fend for himself, he set off exploring until he came to the border of Skyrim, directed into Hammerfell, the Gaurds came close to him with swords drawn curiously, Dovahkiin saw this as a sign of hostility and went savage, attacking the guards with his custom blades, it took many to keep him strained but when he was finally roped up and growling at the frightened guards around him, Dovahkiin was taken to Falkreath to be kept in Jail. Seeing as he was very resistant and hostile he was kept for 6 years, after a few of those years however he learned fluent English from other prisoners, guards and villagers (but still had a slight grunt and growl tone left over from living with the wolves for years), even though he liked to remain silent when he could and only would reply when spoken to, he would listen to the stories that guards would tell of (On the days were they were allowed to drink ale on duty, which they would do so in front of the prisoners once a month to tease them, whilst singing and telling stories and tales) and in books the prisoners were aloud to read once a month, about warriors who would roam the land and fight epic battles and save and defend villages, and many other tales, such as the past of Nirn and its many races and history... Dovahkiin however took alot of interest from Tiber Septim's stories, born in Atmora, and could rally and destroy armies with the power of the Voice which he learned from the great Greybeards, he taught himself to read and write by carving his favorite stories into the cell wall with his fingernails, using this he also came to know alot of the basic Lore of Nirn. Dovahkiin knew all the prisoners, most where dirty criminals and murderers but one or two of them where innocent, whom Dovahkiin would act less threatning too. On occasion the prisoners would be taken to nearby towns and villages for community service, Dovahkiin excelled at Blacksmithing within his first few tries, but was still given other basic things to do for his service, and enjoyed helping the Villagers with their work and lives like he would help his own wolf mother and brothers, however he couldnt help but watch the villagers carry on with thier normal lives, with thier families and children, and noticing how defenseless they would be if they were to ever be attacked, like when predators used to raid Dovahkiins wolf pack.
When back in Jail on the weekends, 2 of the guards on thier shifts would pit the prisoners against each other in home-made arena combat, Dovahkiin had no moral problem with this as all combatants were murderers and criminals, but Dovahkiin was forced to fight by the guards for entertainment as his skill with the axe during woodcutting labour was noticed. Dovahkiin was the best fighter in the prison, and quickly learned great skill in most all weaponry that they shoved him into the arena with, though he still had an animalistic and brutal technique, he used these skills with style. One day Dovahkiin noticed an innocent prisoner being purposely beaten to death by the 2 corrupt guards after refusing to take part in the prison arena, justly but brutally Dovahkiin attacked one guard from behind and threw him ferociously against the jail bars, killing him, taking his sword he turned and drove the sword into one guards gut, the innocent prisoner was overjoyed that he had been saved and Dovahkiin felt better for helping him... a while later more guards came in and saw the bodies and the blood soaked Dovahkiin. The Guards, not believing the story of the innocent prisoner, chased Dovahkiin out of the Jail, Dovahkiin ran towards the border of Hammerfell, looking for his old Grotto, desperatly wanting to find it, he closed his eyes and suddenely his mind went towards the stars, he could see a birds-eye veiw of Skyrim... amazed but scared Dovahkiin kept running, then suddenely was ambushed by a group of Imperials, they threw him on a cart with 2 other prisoners and rode towards Helgen.
Just as Dovahkiin was about the get his head removed, a Dragon came down and interupted the execution, in the confusion Dovahkiin escaped with the help of a Stormcloak, though he loathed the dragon for all the needless murder, he couldnt help admire and be curious of the myseterious beast. As the story goes on Dovahkiin learns of the prophecy, adopts the name from the people of Skyrim 'Dovahkiin', or 'Dragonborn'. During a quest of his, Dovahkiin met a remarkable horse called 'Frost' who Dovahkiin found he shared a special bond with, Frost could understand Dovahkiin and vice versa as well as provided an excellent combat partner. Eventually Dovahkiin finally completes his quest to destroy Alduin, along with alot of other adventures inbetween, such as Dovahkiin becoming a Werewolf (the ability stuck to Dovahkiin, as he was now able to immitate more closley his old wolf brothers, and he could use all his wolf upbringing for the better), the Harbinger of the Companions and helping many people along the way, aswell as this he also vowed to help any Aedra or Deadra in need unless their need involved innocent murder, he would sell his soul to the Deadra for the good of Nirn and to keep their evil artifacts out of the wrong hands, but he would also happily become the agent of multiple Aedra to recieve their gifts to help Skyrim. Even after all this, Dovahkiin knew he still had fight left in him, he was needed to help keep Tamriel safe, and he still needed to become a Thuum master. Dovahkiin also fulfilled his promis to Hadvar, and helped the Stormcloaks find victory across the land, as such Dovahkiin was titles 'Stormblade' by Ulfric Stormcloak. After his defeat of alduin he kept on helping Skyrim by completing such feats as destroying the Dark Brotherhood and stopping the return of Potema, aswell as gaining the trust of Skyrim and becoming the thane of every hold (except Falkreath which he still has not returned to in fear they will hate him for what had done).
An important part of his life however was when he became the thieves guild master, something he never thought he would do. Originally Dovahkiin wanted to simply get in good with the Thieves Guild, as he was told there was a contact that could tell him about the gems he kept finding, but also because he wanted to attempt to take apart the criminals from the inside, and so he donned his deadric armour in an attempt to look more 'criminal' and entered their ranks. After the first few jobs he discovered the true face of Maven Black-Briar, she was helping the guild, this made Dovakiin want to take down the thieves guild all the more. Now that he had found out what the gems were he decided it was time to take down the Thieves Guild, however before he could turn Maven into the Jarl, he had to finish one last task, since he learned the guild had atleast a bit of honour, and that most members were people who fell on hard times, that he felt atleast he owed this to them. However, he was tricked, and left for dead. Karliah, the apparant 'traitor' saved Dovahkiin and told him how Mercer was lying, Dovahkiin suddenely felt a deep anger and need for revenge against Mercer Frey, and so he happily accepted Karliah's quests, in order to bring Mercer to justice. Dovahkiin found out how Mercer is going after the 'Eyes of the Falmer'. Karliah approached Dovahkiin, asking him to be a Nightengale and go after the Skeleton Key, the tool of Nocturnal, Dovahkiin did not want to devote his life to the mistress of Shadows, but felt he had no choice, and that he would honour Karliahs offer, and gaining this power was the only way to acquire Nocturnals guidance towards revenge, and that even if when he did die, the gods would not let him fall into Nocturnals grasp. When he became one of the three Nocturnals, Brynjolf offered the role of Guildmaster to Dovahkiin, he accepted with an empty promise, knowing that he would close the guild after this was all over anyway. Finally, after a long treck through Irkngthand, Dovahkiin finally envoked sweet revenge on Mercer for betraying him, decapitating him. Dovahkiin made his way to the Twilight Sepulchure, were he went through many tasks and finally returned the skelton key, gaining a new title, Agent Of Nocturnal; the agent of Subterfuge. After many thanks from Karliah, Dovahkiin returned to the guild hoping to close them once and for all, but after entering he saw the members, happy in their sanctuary, and that if he were to close the guild, they would have nowhere to go, some may even resort to drugs or murder, they may be criminals, but there can still be honour among theives, and with no guild to keep them in line, the best thieves in Tamriel would surely go rouge, this would be bad for Riften and the rest of Skyrim. Dovahkiin knew that with him in charge, he would never make the guild too feared, or become too succeful, but remain an unharmful peaceful balance of law and crime in Skyrim, and so Dovahkiin set off to hone his skills, and get the many merchants and contacts of Skyrim to help get the guild back on its feet, before he would be crowned Guildmaster. When doing jobs for the thieves guild Dovahkiin handles the Numbers Jobs as it involves no thievery or injury to the people of Skyrim. The Thieves Guild now know that their soon-to-be master is none other than the Dragonborn, but in return for his skills, they keep his identity a secret, Skyrim's people simply wouldn't understand. Now whenever Dovahkiin needs to break the law (for a good cause mind you) he dons the armour and mask bestowed to him by Nocturnal and he does all his jobs under the alias of Nightingale, however Dovahkiin has long since tried to look past his Thief secret and only returns to check that the 'success' of the Thieves Guild is not getting out of hand.
Months pass, since then Dovahkiin fell into a depression, wondering wether his existence was only to be a tool of the Gods, to fill their fates and prophecies on Nirn, to make it worse he had recurring nightmares of a recent expererience with a Volkihar Vampire Master, his nightmares would always be about the Vampire killing Dovahkiin in a different and more gruesome way each dream. However one day, Dovahkiin over heard a guard talk about something called 'The Dawnguard', a group of Vampire Hunters, he knew that this was something the Gods never anticipated, Dovahkiin would become a Vampire Hunter, to help Skyrim and finally overcome his fear of Vampires. As the Dawnguard story goes on, Dovahkiin fit perfectly into the ranks and completed a number of quests for the Dawnguard, and found a new love of killing evil vampires. Very soon however he met someone that would change his life, Serana, the mysterious girl, a vampire. After returning Serana to Lord Harkon at Castle Volkihar, he refused the powers of the vampire, and also learned of his plan to block the sun, rending the world in eternal darkness, after being banned from the castle he wondered when he would see Serana again. It wasnt too long after that he did see Serana, and the two were thrown into a quest toghether to stop her fathers plan. Before they would enter the soul cairn to find Sernas mother to help them, Serana told Dovahkiin (whom were starting to become closer and closer) that the only 2 ways of entering the soul cairn unharmed, were to either trap part of his soul in a gem, or become a vampire himself, Dovahkiin as always, denied the easy way out, and decided to give himself to Serana, a very slow and intimate biting of the neck from Serana was all it took to banish Dovahkiin wolf blood, and turn him into a vampire himself. After returning from the soul cairn with the help of Seranas mother and a dragon by the name of Durnehviir, Dovahkiin returned to the Dawnguard, who would not allow him to stay with them, unless he cured himself. This was a hard decision for Dovahkiin but Serana told him that he would need to cure himself for the good of the quest, Dovahkiin did just this and drank Aela's blood, and became a werewolf once again. After a series of events, which involved the discovery of the Snow Elves (which meant finding of a new friend), the two finally gained the bow of Auriel, and defeated Harkon with each others help. The Dawnguard thanked Dovakiin and Serana for everything they had done, and Dovahkiin and Serana happily became companions, and would continue to help the Dawnguards mission, aswell as Serana joining Dovahkiin (Who Serana had started to comfortably nick name him Dov, or very commonly Dragon, for short) in any adventures he had, involving saving the world or not.
Racial Dispostion: Though he does his best to give all races a chance, like all people, he still has his preferences. The real preffering however is that, if any person, of any race, is dishonourable, they are not worthy of respect, however if a person is honurable, Dovahkiin tries to look past thier veiws and beliefs, and sees the person as worthy of respect. The only type of thievery that is respected is to feed families and steal from the rich to help the poor, the only type of killing of people allowed, is to kill bandits, other murderers, or any other dishonourable low-lives who commit these acts for wealth, enjoyment and other dishonourable reasons. He does not like that some people veiw his race as unintelligent, but in the end what can he say, the drunken Nord always sitting on his own table in the local tavern with a pint in hand isnt exactly giving of the right impression, he respects the eldest of the Nords and wishes all races would respect their history and loyalty in past wars as he does. Dovahkiin tries to co-exist with all races of Tamriel, this includes wildlife, he will simply let them get on with thier own things, unless of course if he need meat or hides, however intelligent wildlife he will not attack, one example is Giants, he respects their culture and intelligence, he will only attack a mammoth if it is not part of a Giants herd.
Nords- My character has the best relationships with Nords, he connects and communicates with them well as follow the same interests and beliefs. However since he has been in jail long enough for him to hardly notice the civil war, he has yet to take a side, until the Helgen incident, now Dovahkiin helps fight the Imperial Legion and the Thalmor, but will just do whatever possible to make Skyrim and Tamriel a better place.
Orismer- Dovahkiin respects Orcs alot, mostly about their fierce tribal loyalties and generous equality of rank and respect among the sixes and also thier great skill in craftsmenship, in which he takes inspiration, as Orcs being among the best of Nirn.
Redguard- Their skill in battle is honourable but traitors of the race who have delved into banditry and piracy, are frowned upon.
Khajit- My character really enjoys hearing about their odd culture and the way they change sub-race depending on the positions of the moons, and enjoys the company of these strange beast-races, but dishonourable highwaymen and killers must be punished.
Argonians- He is fascinated by their mysterious culture, but a shady Argonian with a mysterious agenda must be cautioned, one of thing respected about these races is their ability to stay strong even after thier long history of slavery, and how they have proven this by taking over most of southern Morrowind in retaliation, and there is almost nothing better than an out-in-the-open Argonian comrade who knows some good jokes.
Altmer- My character does not respect the Altmers natural tendecy to see themselves as superior and other races as "lesser", and is even more curious about them thanks to the Thalmor. Though on some occasions if an Altmer can put others before himself and is willing to do the right thing then he/she has full respect.
Imperials- The past history of conquest is greatly admired by the character, especcially the tales of Tiber Septim, but on their occasions of traitorship and not being there when parts of the empire needed them is frowned upon greatly, but individuality is what its about and my character will always lend a helping hand to an honourable Imperial.
Bretons- Sympathy for the veiws upon them by other races as 'weak', but a Breton who uses both his Mer and Men blood to its full advantage and not one side preffered, is respected, as Dovahkiin sees this as being respectful to their own culture and history instead of focusing on the culture of Men or Elves seperately.
Bosmer- Funny little fellows, a small Mer with a big heart to do the right thing is very deeply respected. And their strength to restrain from falling back into cannibalism is also seen as honourable.
Dunmer- Sees thier history of slaving the Argonians as a sign of weakness rather than depending on thier own race, though he feels most of them have learned from their mistakes and feels sympathy for them in their time of war against Argonians. He sees the Dunmer as ambitious and tenacious, and respects this and will always help a good-hearted Dunmer, but when one is so tenacious that he will do anything to get what he wants, thats where Dovahkiin has to begin drawing lines...
So that is the story of Dovahkiin up to now, i added the parts to the story past the Helgen part just now very quicly so they are not fully detailed, it is also missing A LOT of things that have happened, but have at it! Hope you enjoyed, and if you read it all... go buy yourself something nice, you deserve it ;D
and how about you buy me somthing nice 
insted of me buying it for myself.
