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((This is a story about the fictional founder of my Clan, Ulfkriid the Mighty. It tells of how he came to finding Clan Frost-Howl... enjoy!))

Origins of a Wanderer

It all started with Ulfkriid the Mighty --- legendary founder of Clan Frost-Howl --- when he was born hundreds of years ago in the later Merethic Age, after the establishment of the first Nordic settlement on Tamriel: Saarthal. His parents - Vulkar the Lesser and Ysolda White-Fire - were among the second wave of settlers from Atmora after the famous expeditions led by Ysgramor.

The Rise of Courage

Not necessarily the mightiest of the Nords, Ulfgarth's father Vulkar was a mere craftsman, excelling primarily as a carpenter. His life on Atmora was rather dull; as a child, Vulkar was rather weak of body and physicality. Furthering himself even more as a target for the much larger and stronger of the other Nordic children, Vulkar made it his personal mission to educate himself on the craft of wood-carving at an age of about 9 years. However, as his peers grew up to be great warriors and champions of his village, Vulkar grew weary of the constant degradable attitude shown towards him and decided to change his life around. At an age of about 17 years, in an attempt to earn the respect of others, Vulkar signed himself up for the colonization voyages for the newly-discovered lands, offering his crafting services in exchange for a small pocket of land in the new world.

The Bravery of a Nord

As Vulkar packed up his few belongings, including nothing more than his carpenting tools, a simple bedroll, and the clothes on his back, he left the village of his childhood and never looked back. People simply stared as Vulkar walked slowly away, certain that he would meet his doom at sea...

The Love of Companionship

Later Merethic Age, Seven Years Later...

Vulkar survives his long, two-year voyage, where his particular longboat was forced to stop nearly mid-voyage for repairs on a remote island. While stranded on the island, Vulkar fell in love with one of the other colonists in his group. Her name was Ysolda White-Fire, who bore the name of a rather well-respected clan back on Atmora. She, against her father's wishes, also volunteered herself to the expeditions in an attempt to escape the easy fruit-picking, risk-free, nonchalant life that she had led prior. The pair came from two VERY different backgrounds, though as time took it's course, Vulkar managed to win her over by crafting a beautiful wooden bear for her as a gift.

The Initiative of Establishment

Vulkar and his outfit finally arrive on the northern coast of present-day Skyrim, in an area adjacent to the present-day Winterhold. While he and the others were repairing the longboat and struggling to survive on the isle, the first wave of settlers had already made it to Tamriel and had established the city of Saarthal, which was thriving at the time despite the harshness of the environment.

Anyways, as the Nords of Vulkar and Ysolda's group finally reached Skyrim, they too decided to establish their own settlement, for they had no idea about the whereabouts of the other colonists. As different Nords filled different roles, a stable community was formed and the city of Volkstead was born.


The Birth of a Legend

As the denizens of Volkstead went about their daily lives, aiding each other by working to achieve the common goal of simply surviving, Ysolda gave birth to a strong and sturdy son. Jointly, Vulkar and Ysolda agreed to name the child 'Ulfkriid', meaning 'Wolf Slayer' in the Nordic tongue.

Vulkar on the outside was completely happy about this new arrival, though on the inside, he felt an uneasy suspicion as to the true origins of the newborn child. True, Ulfkriid differed drastically from either parent in multiple different ways: while Vulkar and Ysolda both sported a brown mane, Ulfkriid bore a flaming red temple; while neither parent was particularly large in either height or muscle, Ulfkriid showed an abundance in promise as he was an unusually large child. As he grew, strength and muscle began to develop early and Ulfkriid was as big --- if not bigger --- as the bullies of Vulkar's past. For this, you can assume, Vulkar began to grow confused and angry as visions of his past assailants started to surface.


Later Merethic Era, Twenty-One Years after Vulkar's Departure from Atmora...

At the age of about 14 years, Ulfkriid was a bulging mass of arrogance and strength. Towering over even the tallest of adults in Volkstead, the red-headed Nord saw himself as an exception to the rules of the elders - even his own parents. He openly defied their rule over him, and oftentimes wouldn't acknowledge their presence in the slightest of ways. All of this, in addition to strange visions of his past, made Vulkar experience a boiling, unending rage inside of him. The fights got longer, and the rage got larger... until, once again, Vulkar finally snapped.

The Enlightenment of Morality

In the end, Ulfkriid learned a valuable lesson through the most difficult way imaginable - morality. Vulkar went on a psychotic rampage, using his carpenting tools and taking not only his life, but Ysolda's as well. Ulfkriid, witnessing the death of his two beloved yet maltreated parents, ran from Volkstead as he was drowned by grief and sorrow. He retreated into distant cave near the shores of the Sea of Ghosts, contemplating the idea of joining his parents in Sovngarde. As Ulfkriid lost himself to the deepest recessions of his mind, he failed to notice another presence in the cave with him...

The Blessing of Hircine

A rigid, hoarse voice filled his mind, demanding the reason for his mourning. Ulfkriid emotionlessly replied with the story of his sorrow, and the voice rumbled the cave with deep, hearty laughter. He revealed himself to be the Daedric Prince Hircine, Lord of the Hunt, Father of the Werewolf; furthermore, he gave Ulfkriid a tempting offer that he believed would 'fill' the emptiness inside of him: the Blood of the Beast. Without a second thought, Ulfkriid grabbed the goblet and gulped the contents of it... giving him the strength of a wolf, with the mind of a man.

The Outcast of Tamriel

Ulfkriid was given the ability to transform randomly and uncontrollably as a Wolf-Man, giving him unimaginable strength and power... for a cost: an insatiable hunger. Be it human, animal, or something completely otherworldly, Ulfkriid was an abominable monstrosity when in his 'other' form. Given his already brute physique and short-tempered nature, his transformations only made him worse. He was feared and hunted by all.... be it terrorized farmers, proud hunters, or patrolling soldiers...

((Anyone want to comment on how well this is written? This isn't all of the story, just the bulk of it! :) ))
This post was last modified: January 3rd 2013 05:51 PM by Arbjorn


Arbjorn Frost-Howl
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I find that the story flows quite well from beginning to end while still exhibiting enough detail to imagine each stage of the origin of the clan.

I look forward to reading the rest of the tale.


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(January 3rd 2013 06:04 PM)Horizon Seeker Wrote:  I find that the story flows quite well from beginning to end while still exhibiting enough detail to imagine each stage of the origin of the clan.

I look forward to reading the rest of the tale.

((That's great news! I was looking to add a lot more to it, as the ending is short and abrupt [can be found via link in my signature]. Thanks for your feedback!))


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I like it. Part Homeric prose, part concise biography.

I'd be interested in hearing this story told as a narrative instead, but as is, it establishes a great background for your guild. Good work!


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My thanks!


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