New Skyrim Character Generator

You are The Shadow, a special type of Assassin of the Dark Brotherhood with the blood of a Vampire, you use an arsenal of unique skills including sneak, alchemy, and one-handed, along with Daedric Artifacts, compliments of Boethiah, Mehrunes Dagon, and the Black Star you stole from Azura (bet she's not happy about that). You use your skills and gear to kill as quietly as possible, you are so good at it that the Night Mother will only speak to you. Happy Hunting. HAIL SITHIS!

Not even the Arch Mage, Alduin, Mannimarco, The Daedra, and all of the Dragon Priests together could stand against your might! You summon armies of atronachs, and raise legions of the undead to fight for you. You shout, and the very soul from your enemy is torn from their body and their corpse is compelled to serve you. The Daedra make you their champion, only in the hopes of you not turning your Darkness and Rage towards them, but that is their mistake, you gain their trust and then you kill them, tearing their power from their bodies and taking their realms for your own. You bring the dead to life and cripple the living to death. Although you have great magical powers, you still know how to fight in hand to hand combat. Your blade itself is fused with an ounce of your own power, and you have had Eras, since before the Dragons' rule, to practice your swing. For you are not only the Lich King, but you are the First EVER Lich! The knowledge of this is lost to the ages, forgotten by Man and Mer, but all agree that you're the most powerful being in existence, even more than they say. Harvest the souls of the mortals, feed on them, and force them to do your biding, both in life, and death!

The Tank! You fight for honor and the love of battle, you are fierce and have a strength that rivals that of a Dragon! Dawned in full Heavy armor and wielding the legendary Volendrung to fuel your attacks, you are a true force to be feared. Both the Empire and the Stormcloaks wish you to join them, the choice is yours. You will never miss the opportunity to test your metal or your arm. You . . . are a living tower of strength!

The Arch Mage! Not just of the College of Winterhold, but you are more powerful than any other sorcerer in your domain. With the ability to freeze, scorch, and disintegrate, you are a force to be reckoned with, for you deceive your enemies into believing that you wear only robes, but in fact you have a powerful Flesh spell equipped. You do not look for fights however, you merely help where help is needed, and you care little about the Civil War so you focus on gaining knowledge even if you have to travel to Oblivion and back to get it. Be careful with those flames though will you.

You are not just ANY hunter, you are The Hunter. You are well known for taking down even the toughest beasts of Tamriel, and you sell the belts and bones of your catch. When you kill, you use every resource for something (bones and hide alike), but you also EAT anything you kill . . . ANYTHING. Due to your Bosmer heritage, you know of the Green Pact and desire to uphold those customs. Men may fear you to a certain degree, but until you show your true form, they will fight. As a werewolf you can hunt the way you were meant to, you track down your prey and eat them whole, you enjoy your life and desire to be with Hircine in the Hunting grounds.

ALL HAIL THE EMPEROR! You are a High Ranking Legionnaire, known for your prowess and strength in battle, you wear the strongest of the Imperial armor and wield a sword of true craftsman ship. You are respected by all fellow legionnaires including General Tullius. The hatred you have towards the Stormcloak rebellion is fueled by the death of your spouse who died at the hand of Ulfric when he escaped Solitude after killing the High King, and you will stop at nothing to put Ulfric Stormcloak's head on a spike! Let the Age of Aggression come to an end!

A TRUE NORD OF SKYRIM! You have been taught to fight since you could hold a dagger, and you wish to crush the Empire and restore freedom, and the free worship of Talos to your people. You wield the axe of Ysgramor Himself, and use your gift of vampirism to continue to fight the Empire when ever they try to rise. Imperials and all Elven Kind disgust you, you desire to remove the filth from Skyrim and make your Homeland free of the Oppression that is the Empire!

You don't just steal a coin purse from a Noble Man, no, you steal his coin purse, his shoes, his coat, his undergarments, and his wedding band, all within a few seconds and you never get caught! You are the mast at sneaking, pick pocket, and sneak. You serve Nocturnal, the Patron of Thieves, and you yourself are not only a Nightingale, but the original Grey Fox of legend, the vampirism you acquired from Molag Bal, Eras ago, has kept you young and allowed you to stay under the radar for this long, but Nocturnal has tasked you with a new mission, and only when you complete it will she return her cowl to you, Oh Great, Grey Fox!