Gaby
Lord of Altera
so when I was looking for a picture of the Archangel Michael, I had stumbled upon something interesting:
character builds in Skyrim. it would take a while for me to explain, so I'm simply going to post to the site that I found on that fateful day:
http://theskyrimblog.ning.com/group/character-building/forum/topics/the-character-build-archive
so I was intrigued by one in particular, and I decided I would pick up the game again to try out this build. it's a primarily mage build, using unarmed strike as the main source of weapon damage, and the concept is to build yourself like a tank using restoration, alteration, and enchanting, then simply wailing on enemies with your punches/claws.
the big selling point of the build, however, is it's story, which I'm not going to reveal to you guys because I feel that would spoil just about everything I'm planning. (I love giving people a mystery. it makes the foreshadowing oh-so-much sweeter.)
so I went and made a character using this build, and I thought, since theres more than a few people who like Skyrim, I have a good audience on these forums. so I'm posting her story here, chapter-by-chapter as I play the game.
but on to our character:
Name: Morna Lykos
Gender: Female
Race: Altmer
(I'm playing on a PS3. my screenshots are literal screen shots)
(@BrianAT16 apparently, "Morna" is an acceptable altmer name, and so I just rolled with it)
(I have also learned that apparently, Altmer don't typically have last names. Morna will pick the name Lykos for herself for symbolic reasons)
Prologue
Raised in Summerset Isle, Morna was a Thalmor Justicar, having volunteered to do so to serve her country and her people.
However, as she studied magic, she quickly learned that she had been possessed by an odd affliction. magic seemed impossible for her. even the simplest conjuration or destruction spell felt like an uphill battle, as though she was being battered by someone whose face she could never see. At the same time, she was also, most terrifyingly, taken to odd bouts of anger and unfitting strength.
Her superiors marked her as unstable, and watched her even as she left on official business in Cyrrodil. One day, she was on a normal patrol through the streets when something snapped. She leapt upon her colleague unthinking, and did not notice he was dead until she saw the blood on her own hands. She knew what fate would await her for this treason, and she feared it. Thus, she ran from the Imperial City, abandoning the robes of her station and fleeing into the woods. She wandered without direction, eating what she could, drinking rainwater.
When she stumbled upon the Stormcloaks, she thought herself still in Cyrrodil. When she was thusly captured and dragged to Helgen, she stared dumbly at the sky, hearing what the nords around her said, but of what they spoke, of the stormcloaks, the rebellion, she knew nothing. When they asked her name, she said she was Morna, the Justicar. This gave them pause, but the Thalmor officials drew close and murmured words to the Imperials, and she was sent to the block.
Then the dragon appeared. the executioner faltered and fell, the town was thrown into chaos, and Morna fell into chaos with it. all thought had left her, and she ran.
character builds in Skyrim. it would take a while for me to explain, so I'm simply going to post to the site that I found on that fateful day:
http://theskyrimblog.ning.com/group/character-building/forum/topics/the-character-build-archive
so I was intrigued by one in particular, and I decided I would pick up the game again to try out this build. it's a primarily mage build, using unarmed strike as the main source of weapon damage, and the concept is to build yourself like a tank using restoration, alteration, and enchanting, then simply wailing on enemies with your punches/claws.
the big selling point of the build, however, is it's story, which I'm not going to reveal to you guys because I feel that would spoil just about everything I'm planning. (I love giving people a mystery. it makes the foreshadowing oh-so-much sweeter.)
so I went and made a character using this build, and I thought, since theres more than a few people who like Skyrim, I have a good audience on these forums. so I'm posting her story here, chapter-by-chapter as I play the game.
but on to our character:
Name: Morna Lykos
Gender: Female
Race: Altmer
(I'm playing on a PS3. my screenshots are literal screen shots)
(@BrianAT16 apparently, "Morna" is an acceptable altmer name, and so I just rolled with it)
(I have also learned that apparently, Altmer don't typically have last names. Morna will pick the name Lykos for herself for symbolic reasons)
Prologue
Raised in Summerset Isle, Morna was a Thalmor Justicar, having volunteered to do so to serve her country and her people.
However, as she studied magic, she quickly learned that she had been possessed by an odd affliction. magic seemed impossible for her. even the simplest conjuration or destruction spell felt like an uphill battle, as though she was being battered by someone whose face she could never see. At the same time, she was also, most terrifyingly, taken to odd bouts of anger and unfitting strength.
Her superiors marked her as unstable, and watched her even as she left on official business in Cyrrodil. One day, she was on a normal patrol through the streets when something snapped. She leapt upon her colleague unthinking, and did not notice he was dead until she saw the blood on her own hands. She knew what fate would await her for this treason, and she feared it. Thus, she ran from the Imperial City, abandoning the robes of her station and fleeing into the woods. She wandered without direction, eating what she could, drinking rainwater.
When she stumbled upon the Stormcloaks, she thought herself still in Cyrrodil. When she was thusly captured and dragged to Helgen, she stared dumbly at the sky, hearing what the nords around her said, but of what they spoke, of the stormcloaks, the rebellion, she knew nothing. When they asked her name, she said she was Morna, the Justicar. This gave them pause, but the Thalmor officials drew close and murmured words to the Imperials, and she was sent to the block.
Then the dragon appeared. the executioner faltered and fell, the town was thrown into chaos, and Morna fell into chaos with it. all thought had left her, and she ran.