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Lillith Hellgate above was my first character, still playing her through my first play through. However, I decided last night to make a new character for fun. (Also because I tend to play my characters as them, there is a lot of things in the game that Lillith would have little to no interest in.)

Please keep in mind while reading this one, I'm a Fallout player mainly.

Dre couldn't tell you where he was born, like most other wastelanders his family traveled a lot. He knew he was born in NCR territory though, and that he could recall spending some time of his younger years in the Mojave. That was back during the Second Battle for the Hoover Dam, when the Mojave became it's own City State. It was a couple of years after the Battle that trade with the New Cannanites up north was reestablished and Dre's family was one of the first to head that way and eventually set up a small successful rest stop along the trade route. Life seemed pretty well for the then teenage Dre, hard, and sometimes dangerous, but generally peaceful and happy.

However, as he got older into manhood, he began to find his true passion in life, music. Those sweet sounds coming over the airwaves always filled him with joy and excitement. But hearing the same songs over and over again got to be boring, and he desired to find new sounds and new music. He could feel a beat with in him and he needed to get it out. So after talking it over with his mother and father they finally gave in and gave thier blessing for him to go south to New Vegas to try and learn how to play music of his own.

On his way south he was ambushed by a small group of raiders. But, they didn't seem like ordinary raiders at all. They were organized, well armed, and educated. They decided to kidnap Dre rather than kill him mainly due to him not being a "dirty tribal". They explained as they marched across the mountains that they were after an old military establishment. Pre-war tech, enough to outfit an entire army. But they were sure there would be plenty of traps and alarms, which was why they needed him. Over the course of the next few weeks as they traveled Dre grew on the team, as well as they grew on him. Sure they were rough, and maybe a bit abusive, but it was far better having friends with big guns than not.

Dre as it turned out was naturally talented at sneaking about and walking lightly. He was able to guide the team deeper and deeper into the old military base. After a long while and navagating past many dangers, they finally reached the core. The central energy systems, computer control, the armory, but what they hadn't expected to find was the enormous ring in the farthest labs. They had to bypass three blast doors to access it. From what files Dre could retrieve the ring was called a "Transmatter Displacement Ring". And based on the information he was able to get out of a corrupted file it was a teleporter, supposedly to another military base.

Instantly they all thought they had found the mother load. The secret that would allow them to amass an army and make a new land for themselves. They left two behind and the rest of the team all gathered up on the platform in the center of the ring and turned it on.

The next thing Dre remembered was a long tunnel of shifting lights, clothes, gear, and weapons all seemed to just melt away, leaving only flesh. They were about to reach the other end when all of a sudden there was a terrible roar followed by a loud ripping sound. The tunnel violently shook and quickly changed direction. He saw behind them a large reptile with wings, and breathing fire. He tried to yell to warn his friends but it was too late. Alduin was upon them in a instant literally tearing through them as he passed. It's tail slammed into Dre's head and knocked him out.

When he came to he was in the woods, surrounded by trees and snow. He was naked and terribly cold, but when he tried to get up someone shouted at him and kicked him back to the ground. They were dressed like legionares, was this Flagstaff? He was covered in blood and all around him was the broken and bloody remains of his once kidnappers turned traveling companions. They called him a Redguard, maybe thats like some racial remark cause he's black. They grabbed him up, and tossed him into the back of a cart, but at least they threw him some clothes first. If you could call these rags clothes. As he listened to them talk he realized that thier language was similar to english. Enough that he could learn it. But it wasn't untill he looked up at the twin moons that he realized just how far from home he was.

Now he's survived Helgen, he's free, no one is trying to kill him, kidnap him, or anything else. But he's also a loooong way from home. He's not sure he will ever find his way back there, or if he wants to. This place, this Skyrim, it has lots of water, clean water, clean food, no, dare he say it, no radiation. Maybe he could find a way to bring his family here away from the wasteland. The only thing he does know for certain, what they call music...well wait till they get a load of Dre.

(I know totally not TES lore and all, but I think it will be fun playing as a wastelander musician in Skyrim.)