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(SPOILERS AHEAD!!!! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!!!!) My Dragon born (who now goes by Nostre Skaal) is a Breton who was born and raised in Highrock. He was like all Bretons skilled in the art of magic but he seemed to be nearly a master of frost at even early ages. Unfortunately Magic can be dangerous if done improperly. One day he was attempting to create a new spell. one that could, in theory, be used to create huge shields of indestructible ice. He began his tests as normal but something went wrong when he casted it and instead of creating a shield it made an orb which exploded soon afterwards. Ashamed and embarrassed he fled highrock and eventually came to the border of skyrim where he was arrested when he tried to cross illegally. After the dragon attacked helgen he ran to windhelm not to join the stormcloaks but to get transport to a Dunmer settlement known as Raven Rock on the Island like land mass of Solsthiem. He had heard that a ship known as the Northern maiden made trips there and sought the vessel out. But fate had a different plan for him as he hadn't the coin to pay the captain. Cold, hungry, and homesick he headed to Falkreath (a good area to lay low). On the way he encountered a number of guards from the whiterun hold who were attempting to fight a dragon. Nostre decided he couldn't let the guards die when he could help. so using his wit and skill in cryomancy he and the guards felled the beast. When he did so something deep within him awoke. a fiery mist emerged from the dragon as it began to decompose rapidly until it was nothing but bone. Suddenly Nostre let out a loud and thundering roar. a shockwave erupted from his lungs and in response he heard an even louder one. Several months had passed and the young Breton was now a hardened adventurer and the Dragon born of legend. He had defeated the dreaded alduin and was known through all of skyrim. He looked back on his life and remembered his desire to travel to Solsthiem. He had more than enough time and money to do so and naturally he went. The journey was long and generally uncomfortable for Nostre (who at the time was still known as Frigentum) and matters were made worse when several cultists who claimed to worship the "Great Miraak" attacked him on the ship. Upon arrival to solsthiem he saw huge monoliths being built by the towns people who seemed to be entranced. Upon further investigation he was told of a temple to Miraak. When he arrived he met a woman named Frea who spoke of the plight of her people the Skaal. Nostre decided that he could help her and vice versa. They went through the broken ruins and decaying halls slicing and bashing draugr as they did so when they came upon a large black book. The Breton read it and was gripped by several appendages he tried to get them to release him but he failed. he was sucked into an unfamiliar realm with dark cloudy skies and monstrous creatures. A man in a mask and purple robes then hit him with one of the most powerful spells he had ever felt. he collapsed in pain and the masked man began to speak about his return. When he was sent back by two monstrous creatures frea suggested they speak to her father Storn about the ordeal. When they arrived Nostre noticed the village was empty. Storn revealed that Miraak was controlling the Skaal and Raven rock settlers in order to build shrines for his return. Nostre was tasked with freeing the people under the control of Miraak. He traveled to the wind stone and used a shout he had learned prior. the monolith shook and people ran as it burst and a large creature burst from the murky waters. The Breton pulled out his sword and began to fight the creature. Spells were cast and steel cut flesh until the monster fell. as he stood his blade embedded in the corpse of his dead foe he looked and saw the skaal applauding him. One in particular caught his eye...a young woman who he later came to know as Morwen. But the Breton was not one to leave a quest unfinished and over a period of months after tracking down each of the black books and gaining their forbidden knowledge he was ready to face Miraak. The very mountains of Apocrypha shook as Dragon born faced Dragon born in a fight for the fate of Nirn itself. The Skaal didn't think The Breton would return as Miraak was powerful enough to steal the soul of a dragon from the Dragon born they praised. All were surprised when he returned, the mask of miraak in one hand, and a black book in the other. the skaal cheered as they saw the ebony clad man emerge. the blacksmith approached him and offered a gift A set of Armor made from pure Stahlrim and a greatsword to match. The helmet was that of the ancient dawnguard. The Breton humbly accepted the gift and frea (now the new shaman) had given him a new name Nostre Skaal...the skaal considered him one of them now. The woman who caught his eye before asked a favor of him. With the energy of a bolt of lightning he did as she asked. Months had passed since the events of Miraak and his dreaded return. and the Breton returned with an amulet of mara around his neck. He asked Morwen if she would do him the honor of marrying him. She accepted.

The tale of Nostre Skaal has not ended though. He is currently living with his wife, son, and daughter in Lakeview manor (a home which he had built himself) and the Dragon born hasn't stopped adventuring for there are still more deeds to be done. and more tales to tell

(Sorry if it was a bit long)