Wolfox

Hey. Dude, hey. Son of a... DUDE. Move. Kind of in a hurry here. Hmm? So Now I'm the one being rude. Well sorry for having to walk all the way from Whiterun to damn Solitude. I swear some people... Hmm? Who I am? Names Charles. *sigh* Yes, it's an odd name for a girl. My dad wanted a son, and would not have me named another way. Guess naming his firstborn after his own father was more important to him than having a fitting name gender wise. So, now you know who I am. Please move. You want to know more... Of course you do. Well, I'm an Imperial born and raised in Skyrim. Only child, this put more pressure on me than you'd wish your worst enemy to have on them. See, my father wished to have the perfect son. And even though I was a girl it did not stop him. Mother was, if anything, more leniant with me. Father kept drilling me, trying to turn me into a soldier or something. It kind of helped, I am a pretty good swordswoman. But outside of that, it did little good. Eventually I just ran away. Well, within a day I reached the Prisson of Solitude. I had talked to a few people while on the run, but it seemed that Pa had some conections in Solitude. I was kept there untill pick up. A few years later, at the age of 15 or something, I did it again. this time I managed to hide for a week before he found me. I met with a girl. Elisif was her name. We met when I tried to get a septim out of her pocket. Instead of telling the guards, she thought it a good idea to talk to me. She offered me some refuge for that week. She told her parents I was a friend of hers, which wasn't exactly false. The two of us talked the night away the first day, guess some people are just destined to be friends. With that expirience out in the past, I still visited Elisif from time to time. With permission of Mother, she kept it secret from Father. One day I decided to confront my father about him treating me for what he wanted me to be instead of who I was. That was both the best and worst thing I'd ever done. I ended up sitting in my room, just writing to Elisif for weeks if not months. I eventually got a letter saying she was getting married and she wanted me to be there. Father wouldn't have it, but he couldn't stop me. My best friend was going to get married and I would be there for her. So I went, had a nice time and gave her new husband, Torygg the old "hurt her and you got me to deal with" and managed to also befriend him. When I returned hom I saw a packed bag. When I asked Father about it he told me to go. If I wanted to leave and be free so bad, I should just do that. I thought he was angry at me, that he wanted to see me get away from here and never show my face again. This was not true. See, my father was a Nord, and some Stormcloaks wanted to enlist him and , due to me being half Nord, me. He refused and they threatened to take him out like the traitor he was. Needless to say, they were coming the day after the day I returned from the wedding. I went back to Solitude and asked Elisif if she had a spare room for me. Before you ask, yes. This was in the Blue Palace. I can proudly say I've lived there for a while. A week or so later I recieved a message that Mother and father had been murdered by Stormcloaks. Elisif and Torygg must have heard it as well, as they helped me pack my stuff so I could hunt down the people who did it. When I charged out I saw Jarl Ulfric Stormcloak of Windhelp walk to the Blue Palace. I had no idea what was going on, but I later learned I could have stopped him, had I known. So when I finally found the ones who did it, I was met withan Imperial Ambush. Dragged me all the way to Helger for an execution. Together with the Stormcloaks who had killed my parents, as well as Ulfric himself. Some stuff with a Dragon and an Escape later and I'm on my way back to Solitude, to make sure Elisif is alright. And to let her know I was still kicking. And that's my story. Now, please move.