Rofnur Metonidus Carius



=[Statistics]=

-[Name: Rofnur Metonidus Carius]-

-[Race: Imperial/Nord Halfbreed]-

-[Class: Battlemage]-

-[Birthsign: The Steed]-

-[Favored Attributes: Strength, Intelligence]-

-[Major Skills: Blade, Heavy Armor, Conjuration, Marksman, Destruction]-

-[Minor Skills: Speechcraft, Heavy Armour, Athletics, Acrobatics, Block]-

=[Factions]= -[The Empire of Tamriel: Tribune]-

-[The Carius Family: Grandson]-

=[The Story]=

Rofnur Metonidus Carius was born on the 3th of Midyear in the city of Whiterun; his mother was a waitress in the Bannered Mare, the inn in Whiterun, as well as serving the Companions in Jorrvaskr mead; his father was Quintus Antonius Carius, a general in the Imperial Legion of the Empire of Tamriel, that was temporarily stopping by in Whiterun before moving on to fort Frostmoth on Solstheim, the fort where Quintus' father, Rofnur’s grandfather, Sullius Varian Carius, was stationed, the very same fort where Sullius’ father Falx Carius had been stationed, before being killed and resurrected there. The conditions behind Rofnur’s birth have never been clear to him. His father left Whiterun before Rofnur was born, without any knowledge on the new life that was growing inside the Nordic waitress, leaving nothing but a memory and a name.

Rofnur grew up without knowledge of his father, and one of the Companions took pity on the young boy, having to grow up without a father and a mother that was almost always working, thus they taught him archery and the art of hunting, since this was the specialty of that particular Companion. Despite the fact that Rofnur appreciated the teachings of the Companion, he found himself spending a lot of time in the alchemy shop, assisting with experiments and making potions, eventually the Court Wizard took an interest in the young assistant and showed him the power of magic, as well as the magic of books. Rofnur was extremely interested in this and started studying magic, as well as spending a lot of time reading books. Rofnur practiced magic, with a specific interest in Conjuration and Destruction, intensely during his time in Whiterun, but all good things must come to an end as they say.

The young Nord came back from hunting with the Companion, when they noticed that there was a ruckus in the city, Rofnur spurted off to see if his mother was alright while the Companion checked in with the city guard to see if she could help. He sprinted as hard as he could to Jorrvaskr, where his mother was working that day.

When he arrived at the hill on which the impressive mead hall stood, he noticed that the grass was coloured red with blood, blood that surely didn’t come from just one person. Rofnur feared for the worst and proceeded to spring into the building of the Companions. The moment he entered the big main hall of the hall he noticed the Companions gathered around the main table and he tried to see what was on the table, by then the Companions had noticed him entering and they tried to make sure he didn’t see what was on the table, he felt that something was wrong and caught a glimpse of whatever it was the Companions were gathering around, after which he yelled loudly. Once he calmed down a bit he noticed all the men and women had a grim look on their face, and some of them were blooded, as if they were in battle. They told him about what happened, apparently a man tried entering Jorrvaskr to kill one of the Companions, but when his mother noticed him outside, she screamed for help and he attacked her, the Companions tried rescuing her, but they weren’t there on time, which is why his mother was on the table, with blooded clothes, with such a lifeless expression on her face. The assassin was of course killed by the Companions, as retaliation.

Rofnur felt extremely sad that the one woman who devoted her life to raising him, the one woman who was there for him whenever he needed her, who never truly left his side, had now been so cruelly ripped away. He went through his mothers’ room in hope of finding something to hang on to, when he found her diary, in which a certain man was mentioned, General Quintus Antonius Carius. He had heard the name once or twice, but overall Rofnur was not really familiar with the Imperial Legion, but still he was intrigued to find out who his father probably was.

The young boy set off for Cyrodiil after discovering that the Imperial General was stationed in Anvil at the time. When he arrived in the Imperial city he enlisted and was assigned to the Anvil garrison on request, where he arrived soon after. He was received by a man who said that he was the garrison officer, General Carius. Rofnur was too afraid to say anything yet though and he merely waited for a good opportunity, patrolling and training in the meantime, although there was no mention of magic. Rofnur quickly picked up the basics of swordsmanship and reached the rank of Legionary soon. Once he got the chance after that, he talked to the General and told him about his mother and her diary. He listened with care and was surprised to find he had a son; he introduced him to other members of the Carius family with in particular Sullius Varian Carius, the father of the family. With that Rofnur was the firstborn of Quintus Antonius Carius, firstborn of Sullius Varian Carius.

He once met the King of High Rock, Vincent Hawksmith, with who he somehow managed to strike a conversation with, and gained his favour, after which he was occasionally invited to the royal court in High Rock. The more he came there the more he gained the favour of the Breton King and the more friends he made at the court, eventually he fought with the King and the army of High Rock against the High Kingdom of Skyrim, in a war. The Empire started diplomatic relations with Skyrim though, and through a complicated pact High Rock and Skyrim were at peace once more. The valiant acts by Rofnur were not forgotten by King Hawksmith though, and he granted Rofnur the title of Viscount.

Rofnur made himself useful at the court of High Rock, while remaining an active soldier in the Imperial Legion. One day, when King Vincent Hawksmith retired and passed the baton to Ulfgar Stone-Hammer, the Duke at the time, and a friend of Rofnur. Rofnur was made Duke by Ulfgar, and was not relieved of his title when Ulfgar too stepped down.

After a number of changes in kings Rofnur had lost his earlier connections to the regime of High Rock and stepped down as Duke.