Name: Magnus (was Logan) Gyre
Race: Nord
Sex: Male
Age: 36
Birthsign: The Warrior
Ideal facial details: Typical Nordic(sh?) features, fair hair and blue eyes with a well groomed beard. Two scars, the first from his first encounter with a young buck and the second five years later from the same buck.
Skills and Combat Style: Blade, Light Armour and Block. Tends to rush in heavy with a claymore and generally prefers light fur armours to anything heavy. Has some experience with bows, but avoids to avoid ranged combat.
Allegiance: Fighters Guild and Hunters Association, Thieves Guild in his youth.
Bio: Magnus, born Logan, descends from a tribe just South of Dawnstar. Has a penchant for fine wines and game meat, usually together. Before his arrest Logan had many adventures in Cyrodiil, where he grew up. His younger years consisted of ale fuelled brawls in taverns across Cyrodiil, the most notable of which took place at the Roxey Inn where Logan accidentally killed a man with a pitcher.
From there he fled with authorities hot on his trail, but he managed to lose them as snowstorm hit as he approached Bruma. Logan hid in the Jeralls for weeks, sneaking into Bruma once a week to steal food and then quickly retreating back to his mountain hide away. During one of his trips a local guard caught him in the act of theft and arrested him on the spot. It was three months into his sentence that a mysterious Redguard slipped into Logan's cell, claiming to belong to the Thieves Guild and extended an invitation to the young Nord.
Logan escaped with the guild's help and continued working for the guild until his early twenties, where he formally left and used his earnings to build a cabin North of Dragon Claw Rock. It was here that he assumed the name Magnus and began his life as a hunter at 22. He was injured by a young buck's antler when he was 23 and then again by the same buck when he was 28, after which he left the creature alone and came to admire it as he watched the buck grow old from within his cabin.
At 34 Magnus had learned about his ancestry from a close friend from his thieves guild days. He continued hunting, selling the pelts and meat to traders to fund expeditions into Skyrim where he hoped to discover remnants of his past. On his 36th birthday Magnus bid his friends farewell and boarded up his cabin before setting off to Skyrim to investigate the remains within a ruin South of Dawnstar.
Upon crossing the border he was arrested. He is awaiting execution for falsely claiming rights to the throne of Skyrim and incriminating himself in several murders of legitimate heirs; claims he does not remember making. By now Magnus is tired and is sick of fighting. He just wants peace and so accepts of his grim fate. His last request is to die with a bottle of Tamika Vintage 399 in his stomach.