Well, the character in my story, Miazma, is a phsycotic Dunmer/Daedra hybrid. He is a very devoted servant of the Daedra Prince, Boethiah. As far as appearance goes he is actually fairly good looking. His skin is a bit darker than the everday dunmer and his black hair naturally spikes itself(I wish mine would do that). On his face is a tattoo of the Daedric letter 'bedt' or 'b'. Even he is not completely sure as to what it stands for but Boethiah is the most probable assumption. He doesn't really have a background as Boethiah took him at age 13. Before that, however, he lived an aweful life as a member of a rouge ashlander tribe. They live in tunnels dug under ground and are unknown to all of Tamriel even to this day. Once a year they would have a...competition if you will, where thrree teams of warriors would go door to door to random homes and kill the occupants. Which ever team killed the most people within the time limit would then have another task. They had a battle in which the members of the winning team would fight, every warrior in the team at once would fight. The last man standing would become the new chief.
During this competition one of teams split up into different houses so they could kill faster. Two of the men went into Miazma's home and proceeded to kill his mother, once they were done they came for him. He was full of rage and attacked them with a sword his dad had left him. At age thirteen he took on both of the elite tribal warriors and won. He had suffered very bad wounds that no healer could do anything about but he was so full of rage that the adrenaline made his body numb. Once he had done horrible things to the bodies of the warriors and tore his home to shreds he began to calm and feel the pain. That was when Boethiah went to him. The Daedra healed his wounds and took him away to work for him.
Boethiah trained him in a great number of skills, among them are heavy armor, block, long blade, athletics, and acrobatics. By age fourteen he was ready for his first mission, to kill all servants of Molag Bal at a hidden shrine outside balmora. All was going well as he had already killed at least 15 of the dremora at the shrine when reinforcements arrived. 20 Golden Saints. He fought off the rest of the dremora while avoiding the saints. He began to back off to have a bit of a breather when they attacked all at once. He was taking severe wounds as he killed the first 5 and began to back off. He ran very quickly despite his wounds and this abled him to run for a short distance, stop, take on a few saints, and run again. He was down to the remaining ten when he began to tire. He could run no more and could barely fight when a knife came out of nowhere and planted itself in the head of a nearby saint. Then, out of a tree comes an imperial wielding an iron shortsword. Together they fought off the remaining saints. This imperial, who was a year older than Miazma, was Calagrius who would help him in many battles to come and become his only friend.
To sum it up...
Name: Miazma Age: 26 Appearance: handsome Dunmer with spiked black hair and the daedric lette bedt on his face. He is usually just wearing his armor, a full daedric set with the face of inspiration and tower shield.
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Look upon the face of Boethiah and wonder.
Raise your arms that Boethiah may look upon them and bestow a blessing.
Know that battle is a blessing.
Know that death is an eventuality.
Know that you are dust in the eyes of Boethiah.
Long is the arm of Boethiah, and swift is the blade.
Worship, o faithful. Worship the glory that is Boethiah.
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