Seeing how this is my story, I have decided to change the amount of OC's being accepted. For those wondering, the application process is closed. Now here are those accepted...

~Viglidus Broden - Male. 27. Argonian. Created by sUbSoNiCSoundwave.

~Alistair - Male. 22. Nord. Created by DoTheBartMan.

~Audra Red-Shield - Female. 23. Imperial. Created by Aimee Wolv.

These three had the best personalities and I could see them working in. Others will probably be introduced later, though first as side characters. Really depends on how people like them.

Anyway, they won't be introduced in this chapter, as I need to get the current characters out of Helgen. If any of you have ever played Skyrim, you know you don't want to really be in Helgen at the beginning of the game.

As for the other spots I didn't fill, I will be accepting side characters through the story. If you are interested, PM me. I will save the form and rules in my documents so I can PM them to you. You are allowed to submit up to three OCs, though not all of them will be accepted.

Story starting now…


Helgen left much to be desired. It was a rather bleak community, having small cabin-like homes scattered amongst the training ground,look out towers, and other accomedations for the soldiers.
Oryna looked grimly at this scene, wishing that every time she blinked it would disappear. Yet the settlement was still there. Tinn noticed the frowning Imperial and chuckled.

"Don't worry, Impy," stated Tinn. "We probably won't be here for very long."

Impy? Oryna cringed at the name. She assumed he was shortening Imperial, but still it was insulting. She remained quiet as she really wanted to sock him in his big mouth. Though Oryna was slightly shaking, Tinn remained unassuming and unphased. He continued.

"I feel like something important is about to happen that will liberate us. Either way, if that doesn't happen, we'll be dead soo enough," he laughed.

Tinn's ability to turn such a depressing topic over so lightly made Oryna worried. What was wrong with this Nord?

The wagon stopped at the end of the road. Oryna looked around and saw a large field in front of a tower. There was dried blood everywhere, making Oryna deduce this is where the trip ended.

The Imperial and Nord were ushered off the wagon and forced to line up. Role call did take long. There was only a couple people there. Oryna was surprised to see a Khajiit beside her. He looked rather tired; maybe he was tired of running or tired of thinking what would happen next.
Soon one of the guards started demanding prisoners to step up.

"Raf'olgo," the guard called.

The Khajiit stepped forward and up to the chopping block. What came next would haunt Oryna's memories for the longest time. A guard wielding a great sword swung it quickly and chopped the man... cat... cat-man's head clean off.

"Oryna Whitestrike," the guard called.

Oryna could barely command her legs to move. As she trudged forward, the guards kicked the headless Khajiit body out of the way. It wasn't long before she was pushed on to the block.

She closed her eyes as the last image for her to see was the guard lifting up his sword.


I gave up about half way through because I just wanted to get this out. Now… FOR THE LIST OF THE EXCUSES.

-Couldn't update on Saturday as I was busy with my work.

-Sunday I was too tired.

-Monday was the first day of school for the week.

-I slept in on Tuesday and missed school and was too busy worrying about that.

Sorry there.

Also, I was drawing a picture of the main characters. I will post a link once I am done.

EXTRA CREDIT: What does Dovah Aaz mean? Hint, it is an Elder Scrolls language.