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Name: Anslaf Delmar aka 'Blackwolf'

Age: 25 (23 at the beginning of TESV)

Race: Nord

Place of Birth: Riften, Skyrim

Ansalf Delmar was only a babe when his mother passed away, due to childbirth complications. Having no next of kin, Jarl Stromgir Law-Giver, father of Laila Law-Giver, decides to send him to Honorhall Orphanage, which was run by the cruel headmistress, Grelod the Kind. He ends up running away at the age of eight, and becomes a semi-sucessful pickpocket on the streets of Riften. At the age of nine, he runs into an Akaviri ronin by the name of Yamato, whom takes him in along with another orphan, an eight year old Altmer boy by the name of Elerand, the son of a slain female Thalmor Justiciar. Over the next eleven years or so, Yamato trains them in the ways of the warrior, teaching them swordplay, archery, horseriding, and other skills such as reading and writing in several different languages. Yamato is something of a father figure to Ansalf, and he and Elerand become brothers through blood and sweat. But one day, an operative of the Thalmor visits the house in which the trio stayed. He reveals himself to Elerand as his father, the Lord Inquisitor Antilarith, and offers his son a proposition: Join his father in the Dominion's quest for domination over the planet. Elerand, not being as close to Yamato as Anslaf is, accepts, but is informed to do so that he must first silence his foster father, who is a worshiper of Talos, permanently. And thus began Ansalf's hatred of his surrogate brother, as he came home to see his master lying in a pool of his own blood, an elven dagger protrudding from his back. Cradling his dying master in his arms. the twenty year old man swore vengance against the Thalmor and Elerand. For the next three years, he becomes a wandering sellsword, lending his skills to whomever paid well. He was well on his way to Windhelm one morning when he heard the din of a small skirmish down the road from Darkwater Crossing. He ran over to the scene, and saw, to his shock, Jarl Ulfric Stormcloak and his bodyguards surrounded by about fifty Legionaries, led by none other than General Gaius Fabius Tullius himself. As he contemplated the spectacle before him, he was knocked out by an unseen legionary behind him. A few hours later, he woke up in a cart, bound and in rags, destined for a small fortified town in the Pale Pass by the name of Helgen.

Two years had passed since that fateful day in Helgen, and since then, he had discovered his identity as Dragonborn, had defeated Alduin the World-Eater before the Hall of Valor in Sovngarde, where he meet his mother. He had found Erik in Rorikstead, a farm-bound youth yearing for something greater, and offered to train him in the warriors ways. He then had saved the Harbinger of the Comapnions from an ambush of Silver Hand at Knifepoint Ridge, and was rewarded with a custom set of Wolf Armor and a longsword, made from ebony and forged in the Skyforge by Eorland Gray-Mane. Thus earning his nickname, "Blackwolf." He then went on to find Serana in a tomb, defeat her sociopathic father, Harkon Volkihar, in order to stop his plot of blotting out the sun in the name of his master, the Lord of Slavery, Molag Bal. Then, he travelled to Solsthiem to find the source of cultists that were targeting him, cultimating in a fateful duel with the First Dragonborn, Miraak the Betrayer, at the Summit of Apochrypa. He then went home, and proposed to Serana, whom he had fallen in love with. She accepted, and they married, concieving twins, Anna and Aldrich Delmar. He had a manse built near Lake Ilinata, Lakeview Manor, and settled down with his wife, his children, his apprentice, and his Housecarls. Things finally started to look peaceful for him, as he sucessfully managed to negotiate a peace treaty between Samir Stormcloak, whom had inherited the Jarldom of Eastmarch after his father, Ulfric, was slain in battle near Whiterun, and Gaius Tullius, on the condition that Samir married Queen Elisif, cementing both claims to the throne of Skyrim.

But the peace was not to last.

Emperor Titus II Mede had been assassinated by the Skyrim branch of the Dark Brotherhood, and was succedded by his son, Antonius I Mede, who had taken over his father's covert rebuilding of the Imperial Military, and had sucessfully managed to bring Hammerfell back into the Empire through skillful diplomacy. Antonius then invited the Grand Lord Ondalrith, head of state of Alinor, over for dinner and a renewal of the White-Gold Concordat. There, in the very spot where the much accursed treaty was signed, the Emperor took out the official copy of the treaty which his father had signed, and calmly tore it in two, much to the Grand Lord's chargin. All Thalmor operatives in Imperial territories were subsequently booted out or hunted down, and their embassies in Imperial Provinces were gutted and burned to the ground. After thirty years of cold peace, the continent seemed ready to boil over into a new, deadlier Second Great War. But across the Padomaic Ocean, a new, far more dangerous threat was emerging, one that threatened to wipe out all life on Nirn and cover the planet in an eternal, dark winter. Anslaf was informed of this threat by Paarthurnax, and so with heavy heart, bid his wife and kids goodbye, and set off along with his apprentice, a few of his guards, and the entire Ninth Legion, to a land where political maneuvering and backstabbing was common, and honor was not.

This land, was the continent of Westeros...