You are Tamrielle gro-Orkulg. Up until your personal misfortune of the past few weeks you have led a happy, peaceful existence in Cryodiil. At the still tender age of seventeen you are the youngest of your family of five. Your father, a master blacksmith and goldsmith decides to move across the border to Skyrim to ply his trade, seek his fortune and start a new life. With him he brings You, your mother and your two older brothers, both of whom continue in the family business and are talented blacksmiths in their own right.

All is going as planned, your father and brothers have begged, borrowed and invested all they can in craftable materials. Iron, steel, orichalcum, ebony, gold, silver, precious gems. Your train of horse and carts are loaded and laden with the makings of all your futures. With an all out war eminent in Skyrim the armies and people are crying out for top quality weapons and armor along with enchanted jewlery. This venture could see you all gain wealth to last beyond your years. Ten strong orcish warriors are hired to see your family and your goods across the border to these new lands of endless opportunity.

Nearing the crossing to Skyrim, your party run into a fierce battle between the Imperial Legion and the Stormcloak Rebels. Suddenly, to your absolute amazement and shock the Imperials huge numbers swarm your party and viciously begin slaughtering your families gaurds without any word or warning. In the madness you leap from the back of your carriage to try escape the vicious fighting... you dont even hit the ground before the butt end of a battleaxe strikes you in the cheek... your world goes black.

You awake on your way to Helgen on a horse and cart in the custody of the Imperials, bound by the hands, dazed and disorientated, blind in one eye and bleeding badly from your wounds. Your captors have branded you a rebel and you are on your way to your final execution. Somehow with the help of a Dragon you escape through the dungeons with your last breath intact, and aided by the Stormcloak Rebels escape Helgen. In the cells beneath the city you come across your fathers sword and your mothers knapsack, however your family are nowhere to be seen.

Confused, dazed and disorientated , half blind and bleeding profusely, you wander into the mountains as chaos still reigns in Helgen. As you wander through the forests and through the trees you are attacked. Before you can draw your fathers sword two vicious wild wolves maul you. You desperatley fight them off with your fists, screaming for help. An alchemist comes to your assistance and kills the two beasts. He drags your half concious body back to his shack were he tends to your wounds with healing potions. Over the weeks he slowly fortifies you back to health.

As news of the Dragon attack spreads across the land, news also of a young seventeen year old fugitive Orc who escaped custody spreads with it. However the real truth of your story certainly does not spread with it. To try and hide the Imperials blatant robbery of your family and murder of your fathers warriors they have put a large bounty on your head across all the holds of Skyrim, claiming you are an Orcish con artist and confidence trickster, wanted for the robbery, poisoning and murder of a number of high ranking Nords and Imperial nobles in Cyrodiil. It becomes quite obvious to you now that you are the only one left who could possibly spread the truth of the Imperial Legions crimes against your family and those loyal Orcish warriors. They want you, dead or alive. Your only hope is that that your family are still alive but held captive, but you dont know, you may never know.

Your savior who nursed you back to health informs you of this news which he gathers from the local towns and taverns, and is the only person you can trust and confide in since all this started. He informs you he must travel to Evergreen Grove to gather supplies for his alchemy work and advises you to stay low and avoid the towns and cities. He says he will be back in three days, its been ten days since he left by now. You now are alone and wanted in Skyrim. 28 Days have passed since the Helgen incident. How will You survive?