What's your Skyrim Character's background?

[Blue Hero]

Axe-wielding Nord. Specializes in one-handed combat with a shield. No magic at all ever, except shouts. Serial sex-offender. Crossed the border into Skyrim in an attempt to run from the law and plunder some booty in foreign lands. Moved into Whiterun with Lydia. Killed her. Removed her clothes. Keeps her on his bed. Always removes the clothes from dead females.

His name is Alkea. It's witty 'cause alan key. Ikea. Nord. Swedish-ish.

 

[leviadragon99]

Mmm, I like to think my Khajit lady is an alleged descendant of my character from Oblivion, who was legendary for all manner of great deeds and sins, and she's been pressured to try and live up to that legend all her life, hence her fleeing Cyrodil to make a new life... and subsequently discovered her own grand destiny, ever since, she's done everything she can think of to try and get herself thrown out of the country to put some distance between her and Alduin, but apparently allying herself with werewolves, thieves, assasins and mages isn't enough.

She was rather awed by meeting sheogorath though, albeit a little confused that he in no way resembled a Khajit since her ancestor supposedly became the new Sheogorath at one point, as such, she's began to doubt her heritage.

 

[Deathmageddon]

My Dark Elf was public flashing in Falkreath when the guards snapped out of their quasi-hypnotic trance and tried to arrest me. I ran for the border and got captures with those scumbag stormcloaks.

 

[Arkley]

My character, a Nord of Skyrim, was created at the whims of a mysterious being from another dimension. This being observes the happenings of Skyrim through his creation's eyes (though occasionally from a few feet behind said creation instead) via a seemingly magical window-like device.

This morally upstanding Nord is guided by his creator. From the moment his creator unintentionally dropped the Dovahkiin into the world as a prisoner on his way to execution to the day the Dovahkiin felled the World Eater, and every day since, he has been guided by this strange being of another world.

The Dovahkiin has often thought of offering thanks or even prayers to his creator and the creator's mysterious "controller", through which guidance is transmitted, but instead decided "who gives a shit", and went off to hit Thalmor with axes, because seriously, fuck the Thalmor.

 

[boandpop]

Odette Proud-fist. Gruff, older Nord woman who holds a grudge against mages. A group of necromancers killed her husband and two children while trying to get back at her for murdering their leader. She was incarcerated for the murder of the necromancers. She fights with two-handed weapons, and mines for ore. Her disgust in anything magical means she never uses spells. After the battles with dragons throughout Skyrim, her face is badly burned on one side. She's now married to a woman from Riverside, and fights alone (alongside her dog Valiance). She also finds Delphine annoying (because Odette knows all about hardships, stop acting like a *****).

My second is Scrawny Cat (real name Ma'li Dijti). A Khajiit who was a maid in Riften. Her mistress (the woman she served) commited suicide when her business went under. Ma'li was blamed, due to her known hatred for the old wench. She's much younger than Odette, and more interested in becoming a master thief than killing dragons.

I have a lot of time on my hands when I run from town to town.

 

[Vern]

My character is an Orc who liked smacking things with a mace. Then he was arrested, but thankfully he escaped execution. Now he runs around Skyrim smacking things with a mace.

 

[Trippy Turtle]

My character is the tenth divine nobody knows about. It works for me because it kind of explains how I seem to be so important and how I can kill 5 dragons at once without dying.

 

[BathorysGraveland]

Euseph Zeriika, male Redguard. After his father was killed driving the Thalmor out of Hammerfell, he lived with his sister for most of his life. When she was raped and murdered, he moved to Cyrodil, to get away from the dark memory there. He stayed in Bruma for most of his time there but was forced to flee north after a bar fight with an Imperial who (he didn't know at the time) was an important member of the council.

One of his defining traits is his blind right eye, and the straight scar that runs down from it and across his right cheek. He got this scar from the man who killed his sister, in a sword duel. He got the best of him, but paid that eye as a price. Now it is a constant reminder of his sister and her predator, so in essence he can never truly escape that memory. So far in the Skyrim story, he has fallen in love with Lydia and they're just travelling around Skyrim doing adventures and shit. He has already visited the Greybeard's but he isn't yet ready to believe himself as the 'Dragonborn'.

His skills are mostly one-handed swords, shield and light armour. He doesn't trust magic - except dragon shouting, which he uses more and more often as he is learning its usefulness. He also despises the Empire and the Altmer. He doesn't like Argonians, either.

 

[Mr.Swiggly]

His name is Thor.

He was a god of thunder before being such a ass@$#% that he was cast down to the human world just as the imperials were capturing the stormclocks. He is a huge brute who duel weilds swords and likes hitting stuff. He isn't too bright but he is learing. He is slowly becoming less of a huge idiot/jerk. He likes being the DragonBorn, he takes up the mantle in stride. He was a god, so he loves being adored as the DragonBorn. He belives that all things should belong to him, as he is a god so he steals alot. He is always very blunt and if you call him a lesser man he will get angry and try to punch you. Or kill you.

 

[Texas Joker 52]

Fair warning, wall of text.

Spoiler

Her name is Jury, Blind Jury, an Imperial from Cyrodiil who had started out as a simple Priestess of Stendarr. She grew up alongside her younger brother, the two of them raised in the Chapel of Stendarr in Chorrol. While she worked in the Chapel itself, dabbling in healing magics to help those in need, her brother Asimov worked as a blacksmith, eventually marrying and starting a family.
It was after he had taken a commission to forge a set of daggers for a mercenary passing through that he and his family were massacred by his client. Jury had had the unfortunate timing to walk in just as the murderer had finished off her brother, only to have one of the newly-sharpened blades of his daggers sliced along her eyes, blinding her. She was left there to die, and was found the next morning in the middle of the street, and taken to the Chapel where she served.
It was there that Stendarr gave her back her sight, but for a price: She could sense evil in the hearts of men and mer, and would be compelled to act upon it if said evil was strong enough. Stendarr may be the Divine of Mercy, however there still needed to be justice.
Taking her brothers wedding ring along with his tools as something to remember him by, she made sure that he and his family were given a decent funeral then immediately went forth to find the man responsible for their murders. Along the way, she had learned how to properly handle a greatsword, and found the wretch just inside the borders of Skyrim.
After beheading him, she was compelled to move deeper into the Nords country when she was taken in an Imperial ambush.
Once she had escaped with Hadvar from Helgen, she continued to train in the art of heavy armor and the blade alongside the Companions, along with dabbling in both enchanting and forging armor and weapons. In time, she would become Harbinger of the Companions, wearing a set of enchanted Ebony Armor called the Damned Valkyries Armor, and wielding The Subjugator, a vampiric Ebony Sword.
Soon after, rising in the ranks of the Companions, she would join the Imperial Legion, knowing that while the Stormcloaks had started due to a sense of justice, the Thalmor was a far greater evil that needed to be purged compared to the weakened Empire, and that only a strengthened Empire could achieve that. She became instrumental in taking key points around Skyrim, and ultimately executed Ulfric Stormcloak, seeing him as the power-hungry tyrant that he was.

I know it's probably more than a little inconsistent with the lore of TES itself, but overall, I would say it fits rather well.

 

[NotSoLoneWanderer]

High Elf orphaned who spent his teen years traveling around Tamriel. Got lost in a blizzard and ended up accidentally crossing the border into Skyrim. He simply wanted to learn about magic and do something grand and now that he is Dohva he wants to become the greatest hero of all ages who unites the land through relatively bloodless means and conquer death itself by finding out how to live forever in body form. He also wants to hide powerful artifacts all over the place for adventures to find because that's how he would like it himself and he summons a legion of dremora lords to hunt and kill all spiders. Everywhere. Including the eggs. Better yet, an army of Flame Thralls. They deserve to burn.

 

[ChadSexington]

My character is a male dunmer who lived in Bruma. He never really worked, mostly stole or guilt tripped his parents into giving him enough money for him to drink and abuse skooma with his buddies. One night when he was out on the town with his buddies drinking brandy and skooma he decided that one of the female guards was particularly attractive.

He started hitting on her and the other guard (her husband) took offense. He pretended to be leaving, turned around, knocked the male guard over and turkey slapped him, laughing the whole time. Pretty soon the whole town guard was after him so his buddies helped him escape the town so he could cross the border to Skyrim to avoid persecution. He changed his name to Chad Sexington in order to attract less suspicion (he also thought it was a cool name) but unfortunately he got caught at the border.

 

[blackrad124]

Female wood-elf bastard, raised by her alcoholic, abusive father in the wilderness. She murdered him at eleven years old but was captured by bandits within the month. She was sold into a minor assassin's guild and was magically tested on to improve her physical capabilities.
When she attained status within the order the leader tried to bed her and she castrated him.

For a few years she took contracts relentlessly, almost therapeutically; she worked in a brothel at all other times. A counter-surveillance force discovered her and she fled for Skyrim. She was caught by imperials while drinking the blood of her latest victim. In a solitude prison for a time she made the resolution to give up contract killing.

Her missions in Skyrim accompany her personal quest to mend her broken soul, and find unification and peace with the earth and its inhabitants...except the trolls. Screw the trolls. She has an irrational (on top of the rational) fear of trolls.

 

[RuralGamer]

Helga Bloodbane
Nord
Female
Stealthy archer/blade assassin
My character is exactly the same one from Oblivion; due to *convenient plot filler* she slipped into a magical coma and woke up 200 odd years later.

 

[MeChaNiZ3D]

I didn't think anyone else did this sort of thing. How awesome.

The first one I made a backstory for was my third character (I have 3), an Argonian thief/assassin named Umbrulus. It was only after I named him that I realised Umbrulus was a quite Imperial-sounding name, and well, I couldn't have any disparity, so he got a backstory. Umbrulus was sold to a wealthy family of Imperials when he was young by his parents. He worked for this family for years until he was about 20, then one night as he was cleaning the windows, he caught a glimpse of an assassin that had apparently been contracted to murder the family in their sleep. Umbrulus eventually caught up to the assassin, and led him through the back door to the main bedroom, where the assassin completed his job and thanked the boy. Umbrulus didn't know why he had been left alive, but he fled. When he happened upon a band of Stormcloaks, it became evident there was a bounty on his head for the family's murders, and he finally understood the assassin's motives. The Stormcloaks intended to turn him in, but they were ambushed by Imperial soldiers. Unfortunately, Umbrulus was unable to escape, and that was the beginning of the game proper, Umrulus having a fitting mutual hatred of Imperials and Stormcloaks, and expecting only the worst of people.

The other thing I find interesting though is how a character evolves almost independantly as you progress. My first character, a bulky male Orc specialising in Two-handed weapons (yeah he's a brute), was originally very non-committal in his dealings. But through the companions, he seemed to develop a sense of honour without me being aware of it, and I began playing him more honourably. In another incident, I slaughtered all the bandits in a camp, and stored some of my loot there so I could come back after storing what I could carry. When I got back, I found the place occupied by Imperials, and my Elven Warhammer evidently taken. This is what gave birth to my Sormcloak affiliation on this playthrough, which I found amusing seeing as I had previously not taken sides in this. Goes to show, don't f*** with an Orc's weapons.

 

[Vrex360]

Race: Argonian
Gender: Male
Name: Zukan Gregorias the 27th

Prologue: He is actually the great descendant of the Argonian who aided Martin Septim in the defeat of the Deadra during the Oblivion crisis. Apparently some time prior to his total disappearance, Zukan Gregorias the first bedded a young Argonian woman by the name of Dar-ma who lived in the villaige of Corrol, this subsequent child became Zukan Gregorias the second and thus began a long line of Argonians all following in the footsteps of the Champion of Cyrodill and being loyal servants to the Empire.
When the Empire started to collapse, the Gregorias family was forced to return to Black Marsh. When Black Marsh and the Argonian race succeeded from the Empire, the Gregorias family remained true to their values and beliefs. Remaining supportive of the Empire did not earn them many friends, neither did their opposition to the war against Morrowind.
Needless the say, the Gregorias family name grew to lose its shine and by the time the current Zukan Gregorias was born, the name was positively reviled by other Argonians.

Current backstory: Growing up in an environment of war and extreme prejudice, the young Zukan Gregorias was something of an immature ruffian. He was aware that he was living up to enormous expectations and at the same time looked down upon with contempt. As such he opted to choose a juvenile and playful attitude towards the world and was often described by others as 'that idiot man boy'.
Zukan Gregorias began a brief life as something of a mercenary, fighting off bandits from small villages and slaying monsters. However this eventually ended when he accidentally killed an innocent man who was posing as a bandit in order to infiltrate their army. The guilt of this mistake drove Zukan away from fighting for a year and he instead went to what he believed to be his true calling.
Being a chef.
Tragically while he had the drive and ambition, he lacked the talent. Everything he made that wasn't flat out disgusting to eat was downright poisonous owing to his use of alchemy ingredients in his recipes. As a result, Zukan was driven back to working as a fighter because despite his desire for a simple life there was simply something within him, some energy that made him more comfortable on the battlefield then he ever was anywhere else.
Tragically he would suffer another bout of terrible consequences for his warlike actions, this time in the form of banishment for a series of idiotic and obnoxious behaviors too ridiculous and embarrasing to list.

Having earned contempt from his family, friends and very people, Zukan Gregorias realized he had to leave Black Marsh and find a new home elsewhere. He heard that the province of Skyrim was a booming economy and made his way there. To seek his fortune and begin a new life.
However he had not been told about the civil war that ravaged that provice and hence after he got off the long carriage, boat, carriage, horseback journey in order to get into Skyrim (deciding to start at the city of Helgen) he had no idea what he was in for and blundered into the Imperial ambush of a local Stormcloak group.
Zukan was a threat at that point to both sides as he blindly swung his fists around in an attempt to protect himself from both sides, he was subsequently captured, believed to be a 'dangerous idiot' and found himself on the way to the chopping block.

And then the dragon came...

And here he is now, with a new lease on life, an identity as the 'dragonborn' and he finds himself fighting for the Empire once again.

 

[eels05]

My first character,a Nord at about level 13 was wiped out of existance by my girlfriend saving over him.
My second character who is now just shy of level 30 is the older grizzeled brother of the first Nord,drawn back to Skyrim,after 10yrs hard time in a Cyrodiil prison for stabbing a drunk town guard in self defence,looking for clues as to his brothers demise.
He's taken to the same style war paint his brother favoured,only blood red,to honour his brother and remind him to stay vigilant.

 

[irishdude]

he's a time traveler come to save skyrim

named the Doctor.

Mine is a Brenton who loved fire. Arrested shortly after trying to light a city in high rock a blaze

knew some1 would say that, but ive never watch a single doctor who episode

 

[Sagacious Zhu]

Dalvessa Dral
Dunmer, Female lv 50
Heavy Armor, One Handed, Destruction, Smithing, Enchanting

Born into a poor family in the waning years of Vardenfell, Dalvessa's family gave her to the derelict House Telvanni to train as a battlemage in return for service to the House. Though she was generally treated like so many skeever dropping by the rest of the House, she nonetheless became proficient in the arts of crafting and smithing.

She fought bitterly to keep the Argonians out of Morrowind but when her House patrons forsook her and her comrades to flee to Skyrim, Dalvessa cursed the treacherous Telvanni and opened their stronghold, allowing the invading Argonians access to the Telvanni Stronghold. Standing over the burning wreckage of Tel Uvirith, she swore to never serve a faithless master again.

She spend nigh on two-hundred years wandering Tamriel, selling her skills as a blacksmith and punishing superiors who mistreated their subordinates as well as slaughtering any Telvanni unfortunate enough to cross her path.

Now, midway in her life's journey, she turns to Skyrim to fight in the civil war of men, seeking fame, fortune...and her faithless Telvanni masters who abandoned her to die defending their stronghold.

 

[ICantBelieveItGoesBoom]

A Dunmer who's family were murdered by the occupying Argonian force in his old home of Morrowind, he murdered all 5 of the perpetrators and now cannot return to his old home. Since then he has been roaming Tamriel alone looking for a purpose and generally being one of one of these.

He was arrested while trying to get into Skyrim hoping to be able to join up with either the Legion or the Stormcloaks hoping to get an honourable death but not especially caring about the politics of it. After the attack at Helgen and the hospitality shown to him by Hadvar after the escape he began to be happy again and his becoming the Dovakiin gave him a purpose and he is now happy to be alive.


EDIT: Since everyone's doing this, Level 36, Dunmer, All-rounder but mainly warrior.