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My Dragonborn is a Nord named Erik of Dawnstar (Born 29th of Morning Star, 4E 170). His father was a fisherman from Dawnstar who met a merchant girl in Whiterun while selling his catches there. They married after seeing eachother for about a year and she moved to Dawnstar with him. Years later she became pregnant, but the father took ill and died before Erik was born, leaving her a single mother.

She raised Erik all on her own, taking over both her old job and the father's job, fishing one day and selling them in Whiterun the next; it was just enough to keep them afloat. Even though she was a Nord she had been born in northern Cyrodiil, and her family, being traders, had traveled all over Tamriel, so she raised Erik to be more open-minded about other races and practices such as magic than most other Nords, and also instlled a strong devoutism to the Empire and the Nine Divines into him. When things would get tough for them, she would tell him that as long as he held onto his name (Erik is Norse for "forever strong"), he could endure anything.

At 20, Erik moved to Whiterun and became a blacksmith's apprentice. The pay was decent, and every month, he would send his mother a decent amount of his income. This continued for six years until his mother's death.

5 years later, when the Civil War broke out, Erik attempted to flee the war by sneaking into Cyrodiil through Falkreath, but was caught by an Imperial ambush, which also captured a horse thief on the run, and, amazingly, a Stormcloak warparty being led by Ulfric Stormcloak himself. When they were taken to Helgen to be proccesed, the town is attacked by Alduin. Erik, ever trusting of the Empire and very much terrified of the man who murdered the High King with nothing but his voice, flees the town with General Tullius and the Imperials.