Sooooo I just had a basic idea and though of what I wanted my character to be.. but I kept forgetting WHAT it was and i thought if I didnt write a little background I would forget through-out the game what my character, or WHO my character was, and act out of character. So I decided I would write a backstory to my character so I wouldn’t forget and for fun….turned out to be a huge story 😛
ANYWAYS Anyone else that wants to do the same for fun and roleplaying to make their Skyrim gameplay better, feel free to post it here 🙂
I never ever made a background or roleplayer for any game EVER before and I thought… you know what.. this game looks like it has AMAZING potential to it and it could be an astounding game that could have countless hours of game-play and 10x more fun if I actually build an entire new persona in the game, with a background and everything and play according to that player.
So I did. I had a basic IDEA and THOUGHT of what I wanted the characters traits to be and then I pretty much used those ideas and just kept creating the story as I went hahah im a decent writer when I decide to write so I just kinda kept going and going as I wrote that, so thats how it got really long and detailed at some parts, and other parts not so detailed.
Name: Hellscream (Warcraft)
Age- Later 60s
Build and Features-
-He is a medium build, he is old so he has lost all of his muscle tone.
-Both eyes he is blind, but he can see past his blindness and has used his years of being blind to overcome it.
-Long Darker Greyish Beard with Dreadlock type hair to try to symbolize his age and yet his wisdom
-Scars all across his face, mostly on the left side of his face from the Elven Wars he fought through and survived.
He was born in a stronghold to loving parents who taught him to be respectful to both male and females equally as they both are capable of the same amount of skills if they chose to do so. They taught him to be a very upstanding child, to be a loyal friend and son. Stand up for what he believed in, stand up for his friends, and to never let anyone tell him to believe something in which he did not believe for himself.
This got him into some trouble growing up as he stood up for his many beliefs that he was taught at home by his parents, to stay true to their cities King, to stay true to where he has come from and stay loyal to his birthplace as well as to not tolerate disrespect from others if they did not come to a reasonable agreement. Due to this and him standing up for himself he got into many fights, was more of an outcast with few friends and one girlfriend growing up.
Due to him being an outcast and the constant redicule by other Orcs, he decided to spend his time excelling at everything he could, being extremely well rounded in every single subject and ability possible. Instead of playing with friends on weekends when school was out, he was reading whatever books he could get his hands on. Listening to stories from the wiser older Orcs that had knew much more than he did. When he was unable to study or learn from the elders, he worked out as much as he could to get in as much physical shape as he was mentally.
As he was growing up he continued this way of life. He kept his few friends, always stayed an outcast, and always was the number one student in his class and his entire school. No body liked him for that, they thought he was foolish for wanting to spend his time studying, and writing instead of doing what kids and teenagers were supposed to do.
He was fourteen at the time and by this age he was in a very extraordinary phsyical shape, as well as mental capacity that of a average forty year old Mage or Sorcerer. All of the countless hours he had spent with the elders was put to good use, he was always an overachiever in this aspect, and his mental capaticity as well as his intelligent and memory was beyond anyone else’s capabalilites. That was his downfall at this particular day.
It was a stormy night as he was walking home from a local elder’s house after he had just learned a new Magika spell that was able to produce a fireball of enormous intensity that it would burn a tree down if used and it had hit a tree. As he was making his way home, he heard screaming coming from the distance. He heard the distant screaming, and remembering his past experiences with his friends being harassed by school bullies and even himself, he recognized the types of screams. But the screams were louder than his or his friends ever were, more agonizing and full of pain than he ever heard before. He quickly ran towards the direction that the screams were faintly coming from. He ran through the fog, rain, and the thunder and lightening became intense . The screams became louder and louder. Crackles of lightening ripper through the sky. The thunder roared through the air as the dragons from the tales of the Elder’s. He raced as quickly as he could until the screams of shear pain were right in front of him. He was infront of a dark cave, lit by torches, the screams echoing out. He darted into the cave without hesitantion as the the lightning struck a tree no more than 50 behind him.
Inside the cave were two Orcs, ones that had bullied him his whole life. Ones that he had truly hated with a passion, and were raping a female that he knew from his school, he only knew her from a distance. Just by watching her and thinking to himself sometimes and just imagining being with her. And now he is standing with her at his feet and two others of which he hated, he couldn’t believe what was occuring. He quickly and without hesitant brought together his hands and started the spell to conjure the fireball that he has just learned that would fully engulf the two in a blistering inferno and he paused. He paused because he remembers how he was brought up and raised. He was taught by his parents to never under any circumstances brutally harm another person, violence wasn’t even acceptable unless it was completely in self-defense, as all of his previous encounter were in school, and murder, he was taught, was the most treacherous thing a person could ever do and would be damned for all of eternity if it had ever been done, not matter what the situation may be.
Knowing these words, he hesitated. The two Orcs looked at him with rage in their eyes and started to take a step toward him. They knew that he could not escape with his life after just witnessing what they have been doing to this female. While they took two steps towards him, daggers out, he took a quick glance at the female. She was tied up with her hands behind her back, legs bound, her head has been scatched and beaten, her mouth has been gagged with a band and yet she was still able to let out a scream. He looked into her eyes and she looked in his, her eyes were glistening in the torchlight as a tear ran down her cheek. At that moment the two had made an emotional connection and he had made a decision that his life, and her life was more important that enternal damnation and the other two having their lives. He used the fireball spell, the two were killed within a minute and he untied her.
He ended up becoming best friends with her, as well as becoming her girlfriend. She was the only person that ever could truly understand him, his motives and his way of life. That night changed him. He has just murdered two people, but for a good reason, but his mind has yet since been trying to make justice of it and the words of his parents have been burnt in his skull ever since " Eternal Damnation" . Ever since that night he had made a vow to change his ways, to do the King’s and God’s work. To make justice and repent for the Sin he had commited, murder outside of War.
He spent the next five years of his life never fighting back to anyone that bothered him. He simply took whatever they did to him and did nothing in return but cast words upon them. He tried to use words to convey others, it worked sometimes, and other times it didn’t work. But he said he shall never fight again, and he spent all of his time from then on learning, reading, trying to become an elder like the ones he visits one day. He didn’t stop his physical training, because he wanted to also stay in phsyical shape because he knew he wouldn’t be able to repay for his Sins by going on with his life by just becoming a Scholar and Master Sorcerer or Mage. He needed to find a way to for the Gods’ to forgive him for the ultimate sin he had committed that one day. He knew the only way that he could do that would to do the God’s bidding and the King’s bidding, as the King’s duty was God’s duty.
So his plan was to join the Imperial Army to use his astounding physical shape, as well as his unphathomable intelliegence and magika powers against those who apposed the army, and to make up for the murder he had committed. But before he could join the Imperial army at Age 18, a tradjedy and war had suddenly occured.
The day before his 18th birthday, the day he would join the Imperial Army. The Elves unleashed an attack on the Orc Stronghold. They used everything they had to take the whole stronghold down. His Mother and Father went in the house as the Elves breached the outter walls and made their way inside the Stronghold. His Mother and Father, being in the Imperial Army in the past had told him to hide in the closet so they would not find him, and so they could fend off anyone who tried to come into their home. He did, he went into the closet. His parents didn’t know of his strength and wouldn’t because he vowed to not kill outside of being in the Army. The elves eventually came into the house and a battle ensued. He could not see out of the closest much due to there being barely anything to see out of. He could not tell what type of elves were in his house, or what was happening. He heard screams, he heard clashes of swords, yelling, grunts, slashing, thrusts, trampeling, then a door slammed and it was silent.
After five minutes of silence he came out of the closet to see what had happened, what was the result . In the room he saw his Mother and Girlfriend was missing, and his father had been stabbed through the heart with what appeared to be a dagger wound. He was lying in a pool of blood. He ran over and his Father was barely breathing. His last and final words were "I will be watching you son. Find your Mother. Make me proud".
It was at that moment he sought the path of retribution, revenge, and his quest to try to find his Mother. From that moment on he had undying hatred for the entrie Elven race. He doesn’t trust any, and will kill any that are in his way. The only reason he would let one live, is if he needed to let one live to get what he needs or to get where he needs to go, being a person of revenge, he is also a person of respect and honor among people that help him. So he will not betray an elf after one has helped him, but he will kill any that he sees unecessary, because of the death of his father.
From that moment on he has joined the Imperial Army, in hope of retribution. In hopes of revenge against the Elves. And in desperate hope to find his one true love and his Mother and once again be reunited.