This is my character's backstory, and then I'll post my build and ideas.

Name: Luthero
Gender: Male
Race: Bosmer (Wood Elf)
Primary Weapon: Bow and Arrows
Secondary Weapon: ???
Skills: Archery, Sneak, Light Armor, Speech, Smithing

Luthero was born and raised in Chorrol, a city in Cyrodiil. He was brought up by his father, Fillimir, who made a living for them as a hunter. Luthero's mother, Samia, was attacked and killed when Luthero was a baby. Samia was felled by a Highwayman as she traveled to Shadeleaf Copse. It was a personal journey that she took annually, although Fillimir has never told Luthero why.

Luthero quickly took to his father's Hunting and Archery lessons as a child. He was naturally gifted with agility, stealth, and deadly aim with a Bow. Luthero set out on his eighteenth birthday to hunt and kill both a bear and a mountain lion. He returned two weeks later with the largest bear pelt and mountain lion pelt that anyone in Chorrol had ever seen. Fillimir was proud of the honor that Luthero brought their family, and was satisfied that Luthero was going to be a successful Bosmer Hunter.

However, Luthero grew bored of hunting lions, bear, and the assortment of wildlife in the region. He wanted a challenge that would push the limits of his ability, as well as establish him as a Hunter in his own right, without the shadow of his father looming over him.

On Luthero's 21st birthday, he awoke to Fillimir sitting at the foot of his bed. He was alarmed that his father had tears streaming down his cheeks, but there was something confusing about the scene: Fillimir was smiling.

"You have made me proud, Luthero," Fillimir beamed. "And I know that your mother can see you, and she is proud of you as well. You have become a fine Hunter and honorable Bosmer, and that is all I have wanted for you."

Luthero sat up and began to speak, but Fillimir held out an object to Luthero. He took it, and as the last of his sleep faded away, he realized what he was holding. It was the finest Long Bow he had ever known to exist.

"Father...I...this is...but-"

"I began making that bow when you were but a young Sapling. Well, not that exact bow, you see. It took me about a dozen or so tries over the years to get it just right. But I finally managed to craft one to fit your height, weight, and agility as best as I could. It is sturdy, and calibrated to the diameter of a Sabre Cat's eye."

"But Father, we don't hunt Sabre Cats. By the Nine, they haven't been seen in Cyrodiil for centuries! Why, the only place that you can find one is in..." A vestige of understanding grew in Luthero's mind.

"Skyrim, my son. You forget that I was once a young Elf, as you are now. You are weary of this place. You yearn for...adventure. You wish to test your mettle against the resolve of Mundus. These are natural things for a young, healthy, strong Elf. I cannot keep you here forever. You must find your own way, and become your own Bosmer."

Luthero held the bow, running his fingers over it's solid but light body.

"But why would you mention Skyrim, Father?"

"Because..." Fillimir stood. "Where else can a Hunter quest for the greatest prize of all?"

Luthero's eyes widened. He spoke softly, and the word hung in the room like a phantom after he said it.

"Mammoth..."

Fillimir walked to the doorway and stopped, turning to his son.

"By no means am I forcing you to leave. This is your home, and always shall be. You will never be turned away, no matter how long it may be before you return. But my seasons grow shorter, and a young Bosmer should find his path sooner rather than later. What we have discussed are just ideas that I have had. I love you, Luthero. I want you to know the beauty of Nirn and all that it beholds." And with that, Fillimir took his leave.

For the next year, Luthero prepared himself for a journey to Skyrim. It was a hard land, with all manner of beasts and creatures. The savage cold, snow, and ice were legendary, and could be attributed to the folly of many novice adventurers. News from the Imperial City told of political dissent in Skyrim, with the rumors of a civil war on the horizon. Fillimir instructed Luthero in everything that he could think of and knew, from the cultural and societal customs of Skyrim to the tales of Thieves, Witches, and Draugr. And then, before Fillimir knew it, Luthero was awake one morning before he was. His rucksack was packed, and he sat at the table in the cooking area, studying a map.

Fillimir placed his hand on his son's shoulder. "It is decided, then."

"Yes," Luthero whispered, looking up at his father. Fillimir looked old and tired in the light of the fireplace. But he looked...satisfied. For a moment Luthero felt scared in the way that he had as a child, when his friends told stories of Undead and Hagravens and Ogres.

"This is not goodbye, Luthero. Your journey will be filled with adventure, and wonder, and triumph. I will be here, anxiously awaiting word of your travels. You have the Septims I left you?"

"Yes."

"Good. Dispatch a Courier when you arrive and are settled in, so that I know you have made it safely. Now, come, let us eat. A Hunter needs his strength."

Maylissa, my Imperial Cleric, was already Thane of Falkreath, so Lakeview Manor was an obvious choice. I started Hearthfire...and hated it. She had limited funds and supplies because she was just randomly roaming Skyrim and not questing that much. She was intended for Dawnguard but that got uninstalled due to really bad NPC losses, which I'm still fuming about. :/

Building the cottage and then the Main Hall were rough and I had to do a lot of fetching to get supplies. I wasn't happy about it and figured I'd leave it alone and go back to my other three characters. But for some reason I decided to make one more supply run, and somehow managed to get everything I needed to complete the Main Hall. Several hours later, I still have a LONG WAY to go to get the house completed, but I have all the essentials that I need to live there and I'm motivated to continue building.

Which brings me to Luthero, Bosmer Hunter. I've been toying with the idea of a Dead Is Dead playthrough and he was going to be my gu...elf. Thanks to someone's hunter-roleplay topic, I'm inspired and going to give Luthero a full playthrough roleplay shot. I've never really strictly roleplayed a character, instead having just a few character quirks.

My only initial concern is Loot Storage. I generally use Anise's Cabin until I buy a house. I won't do that this time for RP reasons, and I read that Faendal will let me live in his house and train me in Archery for free up to level fifty.

Is Faendal's storage considered safe storage? Even if I couldn't sleep in his house it's fine. I like the idea of gathering and crafting my own supplies to sell and stay afloat, so sleeping at Inns isn't a big deal. Then my priority would obviously be to become Thane of Falkreath so I can build Lakeview Manor. In the interim though, I want a place that also fits Roleplay to store what I can't move at the moment.

Oh, and here's my build ideas so far. Any suggestions and advice are welcome.

Name: Luthero
Race: Bosmer
Gender: Male
Primary Weapon: Bow and Arrows
Secondary Weapon: Daggers? For those up close and personal thrill kills when hunting. I also like the idea of knife-fighting defensively when things go to hell and I have to fight some Bandits or the random Thief.
Skills: Archery, Sneak, Light Armor, Smithing, Speech

I'm not experienced with Alchemy, so crafting Potions to sell them is up in the air right now. I haven't completely settled on RP rules like sleeping and Fast Travel yet, and I doubt anyone wants to read anymore of yet another build topic. But thanks for reading if you did.

My Hunter


Name: Link
Factions: None
War Support: Stormcloaks
Race: Bosmer (Wood Elf)
Primary Weapon: Bow and Arrows
Secondary Weapons: None
Primary Skills:

Archery,Lockpick

Secondary Skills:
Alchemy,Speech

Backstory:

Link was born and raised in a Valenwood forest. He was brought here by his mother when he was just a lad, They taught Link how to do stuff in a forest when he got older. He was pretty lazy, until the Sacred Tree called upon him. Gave him his own Fairy, Link went to the Sacred tree after helping some people after he got his fairy, he eventually went to the tree. He said Link. Listen to me, I am a starting to grow weak , i need you to go into me and kill whatever is making me weak, Link went inside the Sacred tree, he learned how to move objects, he learned how to dodge, and most of all he learned how to use his bow on Spiders and such. He killed the Giant spider that was Weakening the tree. Link came out as a hero, and the tree still needed to speak to him. The Sacred tree told link how to sit down. Link he said, You are not from this forest. You are actually from a noble family, you were brought here by your mother when you were young, she said to keep good care of you, i kept my word. Now you must go, Start your own adventure, you can handle yourself now, without the help of this forest, Goodbye link, Link said goodbye and headed his way north. and he kept going north, he met this group, The Stormcloaks up in Skingrad, He travelled with them, And by the time they were headed to skyrim, They got ambushed, Link kept running and sniping people with his bow, but he was outnumbered and he had to give up.

I don't really have a backstory when i am trying to be a Character who already exists. Zelda Ocarina of time <3