Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24560300-20140218194835/@comment-25242640-20140730064125

Your Name: Revan Drogo

Your Race: Khaajit-Daedra offspring

Your Kingdom; Elsweyr

Your Occupation: Imperial Legate/Necromancer/Smith

Your Backround Story: I was born long ago, during the Dragon War. My mother was a worshipper of Hircine, who dispatched a Dremora to impregnate my mother with me, the Daedric Khaajit. My mother died upon giving birth, leaving my with only my "father" to guide me through life. He taught me the use of One-Handed Weapons, Heavy Armor, Conjuration, Destruction, and Archery. In my early teens, I finally learned of the Dragon War, and begged my "father" to help me fight the Dragons. He accepted, but said that I must first become a Werewolf, and realize my full power as a Daedra. He soon had me transforming into a Daewolf (Daedric Werewolf), and was helping me raise legions of undead Werewolves, Werebears, and Draugr Deathlords. Once my army had grown to sufficient size, we went west to Cyrodiil, where I began my private war on the Dragon Cult. I slaughtered many a Dragon Priest, and my "father" showed me how to use a Dragon's bones to make a Shrine to Hircine. Once I had made a Shrine, Hircine communed with me, and told me how I was Dragonborn, which confused me horribly. He told me that with all these bloods within me were combining to make one of the most powerful beings alive. Dragonborn, Daedra, Werewolf, and Khaajit all combined to make me the most feared Dragon-slayer. I had soon devoured dozens of Souls, and my legions annihilated any Dragon Cult forts within Cyrodiil. After 10 years of this, I brought my armies north, and we slowly ripped through the Dragons' legions of Vampires, Reavers, Ash Spawn, Daedra, Atronachs, and Thralls. Once we had regained the southern portion of Skyrim, I divided my army into fourths: one would go west to free the Reach and Haafingaar, one would go east to free the Riftand Eastmarch, one would go north to free Whiterun, the Pale, Hjaalmarch, and Winterhold, while I myself would lead the rest to Solstheim to free the island from Miraak, the First Dragonborn, and Traitor To His Kind. I can only guess that my West, North, and East armies were successful in inciting rebellions against the Cult and freeing those Holds, but I see no sign of my great forts and cities. I do know, however, that my Solstheim Campaign was a success, since I was there, and am now here. The rest of my story will be recorded in another volume.







END V. 1 OF THE REVAN CHRONICLES





(wow I did ALOT more than I meant to in the first place.)