Ok, here are my two characters :P (I know, they are long, sorry):
Race: Nord
Gender: Female
Name: Cindaia
Age: 19
Class: Spellsword (Master Healer and Swords-woman)
Backstory: When she was little, Cindaia lived with her parents and cousin out in the forest in her parents' little cottage just off the road. Life was good and full of happiness, confidence, and trust amongst each other. Cindaia's cousin taught her restoration magic and sword-fighting. They practiced everyday for weeks and months. One day, the home was attacked by a rowdy group of bandits. They were ruthless, and continued to attack, even after Cindaia's cousin had been struck down trying to defend her and her parents. He died that day, along with the home being burnt to the ground. Cindaia was furious and attack with such force and anger that she didn't realize her parents had run off, never to be seen again. After cutting down the last bandit, Cindaia fell to her knees, next to her cousin's dead body. She wept for hours, and didn't leave his side for days.When all tears had been shed, Cindaia buried her cousin and said her prayers, then walking off to find her parents. She searched for days. Those days turned into weeks. Weeks to months. Months to years. She couldn't find them. It was the day she turned 19 that she was taken by carriage into Helgen. After her escape, she went off and joined the Companions, hoping to better her sword skills. When she became Harbinger, she went and joined the Thieves' Guild, the Dark Brotherhood and the College of Winterhold. She had rose to leadership in all guilds and went to fight in the Civil War. She sided with the Stormcloaks and won the war.
It was while she wondered about Skyrim during her free time a few years later that she met the unknown love of her life . . . Jolgrim.
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Race: Nord
Gender: Male
Name: Jolgrim
Age: 19
Class: Nightblade (Master Destructer, Conjurer and Swordsman)
Backstory: Not much is known about Jolgrim except that he escaped from the Summerset Isles after being accused of worshipping Talos (which, he was). When he arrived in Skyrim, he joined the Dark Brotherhood and Thieves' Guild to earn money using the skills he was much stronger in (Ahem, one-handed, sneak, and destruction magic). It was on a day, a few years later, that we was roaming about Whiterun when the guards had begun to pursue him for a crime he didnt commit. He took of at an alarming speed, through the front gate and around the wall of Whiterun towards Dawnstar, screaming at the top of his lungs: "It wasn't me!!! I was framed!!!". It was then a strange female (obviously super powerful wielding a daedric sword) began to pursue him, shouting for him to stop. She was getting closer with every second ran (she was using Whirlwind Sprint, ahem we all know who it is ;) ) and she tried to tell him she wouldn't harm him, she just wanted to help.
He slowed his pace and finally stopped. He turned and removed his hood. There, standing in front of him, was a fierce, confident, and beautiful looking woman. Cindaia.