Conan the Cimmmerian born in the land of Hyboria far away from Tamriel, some would say it is a completely different world. "Conan hated by the rich loved by everyone else" I come from a long line of traditional barbarians, born in a battlefield and the son of a blacksmith. I knew no childhood, by fifteen I was a well respected warrior destroying my first outpost, after which I was struck with the idea of exploring and earning my own money and power. Quest after quest, kill after kill, woman after woman, and I killed many powerful wizards. I've led men into battles, even killed some of my own myself.Â
I found myself in chains in a new land, I care not what is going on, I just want glory and riches. Our wagon was attacked and I managed to free myself and I escaped with a fellow barbarian. He seemed to know where we were going and we made camp near some standing stones. The next morning we walked northeast of our camp and came to a small town where his sister let me stay with her until I could manage myself.Â
I asked around for information on a local mine, looking for some materials so I could make my own sword, a young guard pointed me in the right direction and warned me of some bandits that make their camp there. Lucky for me I kept my dagger, I managed to sneak behind the guard at the entrance and slit his throat, looted him of what gold he had and moved forward. Once inside I avoided a rock trap and eavesdropped on the bandits who were talking of the security which was child's play to someone like me. The bandits split and I killed one after he fell asleep, the other seemed to have heard and managed to find his friends body. I hid in the nearby shadows and waited for him to head towards the nearby bridge which gave me the opportunity to kill him. I mined what minerals there were and headed back to town.
After I managed to get my bearings I used the skills my father taught me and made a great sword and was able to trade what items I didn't need for some clothing and some armor. I was now ready to make my move....and this land of Skyrim had better be ready for it's first Cimmerian.
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I asked around for information on a local mine, looking for some materials so I could make my own sword, a young guard pointed me in the right direction and warned me of some bandits that make their... more