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Korimir Trollsbane / Nord (with the features of Robb Stark ... lol) / 21 years of age

Background:

Korimir was born on the 3rd of Sun's Dusk, 4E 179, in Solitude, Skyrim. His parents were Irrorek of Clan Trollsbane, a well-known and respected Nord House that was known for its breweries specializing in Cyrodilic Brandy, and Dorana Proudspire of Solitude.

Irrorek was from Bruma, Cyrodiil, and joined the Imperial Legion at a young age. He became a Legate in the Great War, and afterwards married Dorana Proudspire. Irrorek settled in Solitude permanently and lived comfortably in what was called Proudspire Manor, which had been in Dorana’s family for generations.

Korimir had one older brother, Valglaf, who was a hunter, and two younger brothers, Revsing (aged 10) and Elden (aged 6). Irrorek trained Kori how to fight with two-handed weapons (Irrorek’s personal fighting choice) and archery.

Valglaf (aged 24) decided to join the Imperial Legion when the Stormcloak Rebellion began in Sun’s Dusk of 4E 200. He was stationed at Fort Kastav, and unfortunately killed when Ulfric Stormcloak and his rebel soldiers invaded the fort on the 10th of Evening Star of 4E 200. There was one Imperial soldier who barely survived the attack and escaped with his life. His name was Onterius Ramio and actually grew up with Valglaf and Kori in Solitude (their families were neighbors). He personally reported Valglaf’s death to the Trollsbanes and comforted them in their loss. After an emotionally drained and heartbroken Dorana finally went to sleep, Onterius privately told Irrorek and Kori that he witnessed Ulfric Stormcloak himself dealing the fatal blow to Valglaf’s chest. Upon hearing this, a small fire began to burn in Kori’s stomach. Irrorek, having a wound from the Great War that left him nearly crippled, decided to move his family into hiding because he had a strong feeling that Ulfric would target Solitude next. Clan Trollsbane has openly supported the Empire ever since the beginning of the Second Era and it was widely known. Irrorek was worried of his family’s safety upon Ulfric’s arrival. He packed everything up and left Proudspire Manor on the 26th of Evening Star for the city of Bruma (located in northern Cyrodiil, where his relatives of Clan Trollsbane resided).

On the 22nd of Morning Star in 4E 201, Korimir, Dorana, Irrorek, Revsing, and Elden arrived in Bruma. The stay was nice for them; seeing old family members and friends from long years past. Korimir, Revsing, and Elden got a chance to meet relatives they had never met before. After several months of endless feasts and relaxation, Kori began to feel the fire in his stomach again; however, this time it was ten times stronger.

On the 19th of Sun’s Height, the fire was engulfing his entire being, and he couldn’t sleep at all. He got up from his warm bed, packed whatever belongings he could carry, wrote separate letters to his mother, father, and two brothers. He crept downstairs and before he could even extend his hand to turn the front door’s knob, his parents opened the door from the other side after a walk under the moons and stars; they too couldn’t sleep much because of Valglaf’s death and were out to clear their heads. “Kori, where are you going?” Dorana asked looking at his bags. He cleared his throat and straightened his posture. “I am moving back to Skyrim,” Kori explained firmly, “I cannot stay here any longer and wait idly by while my homeland is torn apart by a radical tyrant! My brother is dead because of him! Your son is dead because of him! There is a fire burning deep inside of me and I want to help bring Ulfric, along with his entire damned rebellion, to justice, or die trying. Fate is calling me back. I don’t know why. But I have to go back. I’m 21 now and this is my decision. Just as Valglaf made is. It’s my home. Solitude. Skyrim. Not Bruma. I hope you understand.”

Instead of receiving an angry lecture or an exhausting interrogation, which Kori was expecting, there was a long pause until Irrorek suddenly smiled proudly and replied: “Spoken like a true Nord!” “My son,” his mother approached him and touched his face, holding back tears, “if your heart calls you back to Skyrim, then follow it.” Dorana embraced Kori tightly and then said: “I love you with all my life, Kori. Now go, and bring them ALL to justice.” “I love you too, mother,” Kori said embracing her back, “I will make them regret ever murdering a Trollsbane.” “Korimir, you bring great honor to our clan, as your brother has. I’m so very proud of you.” Irrorek extended his hand for a shake, and Kori grasped it but pulled him into a hug instead. “I love you, father.” Kori whispered. “You too, my child. Gods keep you. I have a few things for you to take.” Irrorek whispered back and walked over to his chest. He gave Kori a pair of Trollsbane Robes (magical light armor that had protected Trollsbane warriors for centuries) and Irrorek’s Bloodthirst (an Enchanted Steel Battle Axe), which he used during the Great War. Korimir was incredibly honored.

“I promise you both I will return to Solitude and keep Proudspire Manor in the family name.” Kori said moving towards the front door. “Keep it clean as well!” Dorana joked through the tears. “You may take Grenahrkum, my horse, and Do’Mai, one of my personal bodyguards.” Irrorek offered. “Don’t worry, father, the Empire will not fall. I will make sure of it. Thank you kindly, but I must make this journey alone. Tell the little ones I have gone hunting.” Kori said while opening the front door to leave. He could hear his parents chuckle proudly. He looked back at them one last time before closing the door; Dorana blew him a kiss and Irrorek nodded proudly. Korimir gave a slight smile and closed the door behind him. It took him over two weeks to get to the border of Skyrim. When he began his cross into Skyrim, he was ambushed by Imperial soldiers who thought he was a Stormcloak Spy. Kori tried to tell them he was a Trollsbane but they wouldn’t listen. He was bound and gagged and taken prisoner to Helgen on the 17th of Rain’s Hand. The rest is history ......

(The reason why no one remembers Korimir, or his family name, upon his return to Solitude is because Sheogorath placed a dark confusion spell on the City; causing the townsfolk to forget the existence of Kori and his family. Why? Who knows! It’s Sheogorath after all).