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Character type: Main character Character Name: LarsvaldA.K.A.: Paleblood, Volkihar's Shadow, emotionally constipated guyAge: 264Race: Nord (Volkihar vampire)Occupation: Knight of VolkiharClass: SpellbladePhysical description: As a Nord, Larsvald has a decent height, along with a robust build, yet much slimmer and lighter by his father's Breton origin. His hair, blond and long till almost halfway his back, are collected in a braid decorated with an iron ring engraved with undulating motifs. On the body, he presents several wounds, some very old, dating back to the day of his transformation, in particular a large scar stands out at the height of the left lung. Like almost all vampires of the Volkihar progeny, his eyes turn out ravenous, wrapped in a deep darkness, but with a light similar to a evil eclipse, though, in itself, he has nothing really evil. His face, like his skin, presents a scary pallor. Larsvald's accent is very pronounced, and those who listen to him for the first time could exchange him for a Breton. The clothes he wears are always light, to allow him free movements and fluidity, and don't hinder him in dodging. Given his condition, the clothes almost always cover the whole body, and have hoods that obscure the face except for the mouth and the eyes. In addition, he wears a crimson shawl with the Volkihar crest, along with a necklace with an engraved bone, even if the latter has a negative meaning, to remind him what he've lost in the past ... Weapons: Volkihar LongswordBackstory: Birth and childhood Born in Aldcroft, in the province of High Rock, Larsvald was the son of a Breton blacksmith and a bourgeois Nord woman of Crosswych, and takes his name from his father and his grandfather, Lars Armorbreaker. Before his birth, his father couldn't wait to teach him how to forge and fight, but destiny wanted his first born to born ill and frail. In the ten years that followed, the young and weak Larsvald, afflicted by an illness that could be traced to an aggravated anemia, sought in every possible way to help the father, whose dreams, year after year, went to disappear, leaving a sense of defeat in the young Nord. Nevertheless, his father taught him how to repair and sharpen weapons, and also showed some fighting techniques, inciting his son to try too, even if unsuccessful, to show him the true sense of determination and self conviction. The aggravation of the illness and the return to Skyrim: At the age of 16, Larsvald's physical conditions were so desperate to let him unable to get out of his house, if not in colder periods, when his illness seemed to fade; his father and mother feared that by now, for him, the end was near. After a difficult decision, his parents decided that it was better to bring him in the land of his ancestors, where perhaps he could find some peace. The route was long, and was completed in several years, but thanks to a a bit of luck, he and his family arrived in Skyrim safely and sound, without encountering great problems. The first city they stopped in was Dragon's Bridge, and there Larsvald showed clear signs of improvement, feeling more invigorated, and raising the spirit of his parents. After a few days in the small village, his mother traveled to Solitude, where she bought a house, and decided to take his family to live. After almost 21 years, Larsvald was feeling alive. The ambush and the Resurrection: Halfway through, Larsvald and his family were assaulted by mysterious hooded individuals, too many to be defeated, and too fast for try to escape. His father defended him and his mother well, but could do nothing against what was supposed to be the leader of the assailants. Soon, the whole family was overwhelmed. Hours passed, and Larsvald, seriously wounded and bleeding to death, now hoped just to die and reach his family. However, fate wanted to give him a second chance, when a mysterious man offered help and revenge... in exchange for a great price. The young man accepted, and the man bit him on the neck. In those eternal moments, the young man began to no longer perceive the pain of tears, nor the serious effects of his illness. Shortly thereafter, he fainted, losing consciousness, and waking up in a very luxurious room of a castle. He felt changed, reinvigorated, almost reborn. In the following days, he was informed of his new situation, and trained as a full member of Volkihar, understanding better his new powers, and the risks connected to them. However, even if he is now a vampire, the anger and loss of his family have fueled in him a strength hardly findable, even in the most formidable of warriors. The story till now: After showing himself to be a faithful member of Lord Harkon's court, Larsvald was allowed to travel south, to the Empire's land, for fulfill his much agonized revenge. The journey was rough, and the fact the Oblivion Crisis was just over by a few years, didn't helped his research, but thanks to a bunch of people that he got attached to, people that also helped him remember who the one he was searching was: a vampire of his same bloodline. Month after month, Larsvald gathered enough clues where this beast of a renegade was, and that surprised even him. It's not clear what happened next, but for sure the battle was hard, because when he returned to Volkihar he had several scars and broken bones, but nothing some blood could heal. And now... he roam Skyrim, serving Harkon at best of his forces, renew and at peace... and with a greater truth in his heart.Personality: Like almost every vampire, Larsvald's ultimate goal is to feed himself, and possibly have servants by his side. However, because of his tragedy, his favorite victims are mostly marauders and mercenaries. If forced to feed, always seek moribund or animal victims. Hardly this old vampire can be called a talker, preferring silence to party shouts, but from time to time, with people of similar character, can let go a bit, maybe even giggling, but always with a certain "emotional constipation", as he called it Harkon himself once. In battle, unleashes his never repressed rage, with screaming cries and bestial growls. Unlike his fellow men, Larsvald prefers to kill as fast as possible, with exceptions made for some vampires to him Note. To define it briefly, he possesses a afflicted, burning character of revenge and fury, but not for this able to concentrate and remain cold in adverse or inappropriate situations.Spells and Abilities: ° Vampire drain: as every member of his kind, Larsvald can drain the life energies of any target till only a frail husk remain. ° Lesser Vampire Lord form: an ability of some of Volkihar's members, Larsvald can become a Vampire Lord. However, a previous contact with the vampire that attacked his family lessened this form. ° Swordsman: the Nord knows swordsman techniques that some may envy, and in 200 years he mastered them for sure. ° Criomancy Apprentice: Not very practical in the use of magic, Larsvald is mastering the art of cryomancy, even if with some difficulties. ° Hemomancy Master: On the other hand, the ability in the control of blood magic is something that comes almost naturally to him. Guardian Stone: the Serpent Stone Additional images:

Hello, fellow players, Lore's here, your Italian guy. I'm happy to have found this place, really, seems interesting. Ican't say to be new to the fantastic world of Nirn, but I can't even say to be a veteran of the series neither: I started with Skyrim, but promptly expanded my knowledge to the rest of the series, obtaining Oblivion (I still need to finish it, sadly) and later on ESO. I still have to play Morrowind, but I doubt I will ever play that fantastic pillar of the series. And now... I really can't say what to add. If you all got question, just ask me. For now, bye-bye !