Awtwyr Draghoyn:
My Pride and Joy! He never thought anything too important would happen to him. Well, he never thought that anything too important would happen to him after he turned 15. Enlisting in the Legions at age 16, and spending eight years, for two full tours, in the Empire's service, he pretty much hoped to be able to use the skills to settle down, maybe do some mercenary work, and live out his days doing honest, productive work in some small hovel in the mountains.
Life, as they say, has a way of interfering. After an extremely dubious arrest by a certain over-zealous watch captain (The Grey Fox Is A Myth!!!!), he ended up meeting the emperor, failing to prevent his assassination, and then rescued and befriended the new, yet to be crowned emperor.
So, after a whole-lotta training, and experiencing, he eventually helped Emperor Martin Septim save all of Tamriel.
Alas, I don't have my Oblivion disk right now, so whilst I still have my low level gear, I can't create the screenshots of Awtwyr using that gear. I'll post that soon.
For now, I present, in all his epic rage, Sir Awtwyr Draghoyn, Champion of Cyrodiil, Order of the Dragon, Knight Brother of the Blades. Preparing to dish out some epic rage on an Oblivion world.
Awtwyr has Arrived!!A Close Up of the Hero! Look at that tough chin and manly perma-stubble!
Where'd Everybody Go? CHICKENS!!!!This post has been edited by Captain Hammer: Aug 12 2010, 03:39 AM