Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-14011542-20131009214425/@comment-112.202.44.2-20140515050526

My backstory:My character was never much of a talker. For most of his life he has spent wandering, honing his skills, a lone warrior. For the most part he used a blade that simply demonstrated his vast skill. Though he would spill the blood of many he had but one rule, to find a purpose in life. On a fateful day he had been found trying to cross the border to tamriel and several guards attempted to arrest him. This did not faze him for the most part, but one lucky swing from a guard's mace destroyed his guard and promptly shattered his blade. Seeing no other way of escaping with his life, he surrendered and was arrested. Now being carted off to Helgen and...(well, I think we know what happens next THERE) he now seeks his purpose. Whatever task is given, whatever name he is called; Dragonborn, thief, assassin, hero or villain. He welcomes it. His purpose will be clear to him soon enough, no matter where it is or how he finds it, he will belong. He wants to. He needs to.