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My Dovahkiin backstory. (Prepare for a long one)

Valring Atiath was born in Evermore to a Breton mother by the name of Linnea Mercer, and a Nord father by the name of Ivar Iron-Wood. His mother was a merchant in Evermor, his father is from a powerful and wealthy clan of farmers in Bruma, the Iron-Woods. His father met Linnea on a vacation to the city. They fell in love, and Ivar eventually left his family to live with her. They had a son soon after, whose name was inspired by Linnea's deceased father, Hennric. He was named Hjenrik Iron-Wood. He was raised greatly and had a good childhood with a lot of friends. At the age of 5 he also got a sibling sister, Vinvild Iron-Wood. When he turned 13, his mother passed away. He took this really hard, and the kind, friendly Hjenrik his friends knew turned asocial and miserable in his early teenagehood. One girl would change this, an Imperial named Aliccia. She managed to befriend him and turn him into one of the boys, as he were in his childhood. They formed a couple when Valring turned 16. When Valring became an adult, he decided to study magic in Daggerfall. He had to leave his girlfriend Aliccia for this. He wentured on foot instead of heading to Wayrest and take the boat over, as he wanted to explore more. However, he was assaulted by a gang of 4 Outlaws when he came near Camlorn. He fought back and managed to injure one of them, but then he got knocked out and abducted. They held him captive in a fort for many weeks, using him as bait for passing travelers. He basically became their thrall, and there was nothing he could do about it. But one day, they used him as bait for an old breton man, wearing robes. He somehow realised that Hjenrik was forced to this, and seeked to help him. But he was being watched by the bandits of the fort, and couldn't simply leave. Neither could the man, or Hjenrik would be punished. They made a secret deal that if Hjenrik could convince the bandits not to rob him, the old man could take care of the rest. Hjenrik doubted the man's abilities, but there was nothing else he could do. Hjenrik arrived at the fort with the old man, and presented him to the Chief. Hjenrik was really nervous, he did not know what would happen if he opposed the chief. He started to speak about how he did not want the man to be robbed, but he had no real reason for this. He tried to convince him, but the Chief just stared cold at Hjenrik and his lieutenants was ready for battle. The Chief intimidated him for saying against him, and craved a duel for the man's life. Hjenrik was given a mere Iron Shortsword, while the Chief had a Steel Greatsword. He also simply had some hide armor compared to the Chief's Steel plate. When the fight started, Hjenrik impressed more than he and anyone else would've thought, and the duel was surprisingly even at the start. Hjenrik ended up being overwhelmed however, and fell to the ground, hurt and exhausted. His defeat proved that the Old man would be held captive. But just as the bandits were about to grab him, he attacked them with extreme magical skills. His offenders were quickly dead, and then everyone else, including the Chief, rushed to kill the old man. He couldn't handle everyone by himself, so Hjenrik aided him. He went in close to some of the bandits and killed them as they were distracted, eventually the whole fort was purged, and Hjenrik was free. He thanked the old man, shared loot with him, and parted ways. After this, Hjenrik changed his mind, and became a Bounty hunter and mercenary. He moved to Elinhir in Hammerfell and offered his blade for a price in the local tavern. He was more of a Nightblade instead of a knight, like usual mercenaries. He was hired by many, and could thus hone his trade to be more and more useful and make a name for himself. Thus more and more wealthy people hired him. His last job was for a wealthy redguard man named Dupan, where one of his colleauges betrayed him for the full reward and knocked him out cold. He had no memory of what happened at the last job. He got really wealthy after his brief life as a Mercenary, and decided to settle down and live a civilian life. He decided to try and get property in Whiterun, a city in Skyrim, as he had heard a lot of boasting about the place. He changed his name to Valring Atiath, a nordic first name and Breton surname, to try something new. When trying to cross the border into Skyrim however, he got mistaken For a Stormcloak spy and taken to Helgen for an execution.