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The Voice of the Dragonborn, a Song of Ice and Fire. Prologue 1: The History of the First Dragonborn. The Dragonborn's soul-sworn oath; to keep evil forever at bay. From the first Dragonborn to the last, this oath was bidden to all of them, yet only some ever followed its silent decree. Miraak, the first Dragonborn, was also the first to stray from the path. It was his maddened desire to conquer, to dominate, and to break the chains of his masters, the Dovah; Dragons. The first Dragonborn embarked on a quest for forbidden knowledge, in his desire for power, and in pursuit of this knowledge, his rage consumed the then hold of Solstheim. His d

Last Dragonborn character design notes Name: Ulfgar Storm-Blade (subject to change) Race: Nord (Imperial & Nordic Ancestry) Gender: Male Age: Between 25 and 28 by the time of the story Height: 6 ft 8 inches Weight: 110 kg to 125 kg Hair: Black Eyes: Hard jade green Build: Solid, muscular, but not too bulky. Quests Completed: All Skyrim & DLCs completed, several years (3 to 5?) spent traveling other parts of Tamriel not ruled by the Aldmeri Dominion, including Cyrodil, Morrowind, Black Marsh, High Rock, and Hammerfell. Factions & Ranks: Completed during the events of Skyrim & DLCs The Companions; Rank: Harbinger (retired to Advisor, pending)

Dragon Shouts aquired during the events of Skyrim Animal Allegiance Animal = Raan Allegiance = Mir Pack = Tah (A Shout for help from the beasts of the wild, who come to fight in your defense.) Aura Whisper Life = Laas Seek = Yah Hunt = Nir (Your Voice is not a Shout, but a whisper, revealing the life forces of any and all.) Battle Fury Loyal = Mid Valor = Vur Inspire = Shaan (Your Thu'um enchants your nearby allies' weapons, allowing them to attack faster.) Become Etherial Fade = Feim Spirit = Zii Bind = Gron (The Thu'um reaches out to the Void, changing your form to one that cannot harm, or be harmed.) Bend Will Earth = Gol Mind = Hah D

The Lone Dragon of the Wastes Prologue 1: The Burden Hardest To Bear Date: October 10th, 228 9AD, 19:03. I stand on the precipice now. Despite all the powers, weapons and technology I acquired, I don’t think I’ll be leaving this battlefield with my life. Even now as I look over the base from this cliff, I ask myself - “How did it come to this?” The enemy we face tonight is far more dangerous than any I’ve ever fought, and I’ve fought plenty. Both here, and that other place. Nirn. Where I learned about being more than a child chasing his father through the wasteland. A lifetime ago now… Back then, I