Apocrypha, the Legend Untold (S.U.)

Name: Dovahkiin
Race: Nord
Gender: Male
Age: 30
Personal items: 
Weapons:
Dragonbone Sword:  Named "Krongrah", or Victory in dragon tongue, this sword is enchanted to burn enemies at night as well as in daylight. (Silent Moon Enchantment, and High level fire enchantment.)
Dragonbone Dagger:  This dagger has no name, but is the Dragonborn's preferred tool or close quarters stealth weapon. Enchanted with the ability to capture souls and absorb an enemy's health. (Soul trap, and Absorb Health)
Dragonbone Bow:   Named "Nahlot Ven", or Silent Wind in dragon tongue. This bow is enchanted to set it's arrows ablaze as well as paralize them. (Fire enchantment and paralyze.)
Dragonbone Arrows 50x: 
Armor: 
Daedric Set:  Designed and worn by Dremora, this armor is meant to instill fear into the hearts of any who look upon the wearer. The Dragonborn crafted his own, using the hearts of Daedra mixed with hardened Ebony. Every piece of the armor is also enchanted. Boots (Fortify Carry Weight, and Fortify Health.), gauntlets (Fortify One-Handed, and Fortify Block.), chest piece (Fortify Health, Fortify Heavy Armor), and helmet (Waterbreathing, and Fortify Health).
Daedric Shield:  (Enchanted with Fortify Block, and Fortify Health.)
Gauldur Amulet, Wedding Band, 5 Healing potions, The Book of the Dragonborn, Canteen, Map of Skyrim, One Lockpick (Because of that one perk... lol.), Azura's Star, a torch, and a few Unusual Gems because lol. Oh, and a lot of gold. Fuck if I know where this guys stores the gold btw. #Skyrim
Abilities: Dovahkiin can cast all basic level spells from Skyrim, so I won't list them off. However he is adept at two higher level spells. Close wounds, a mid level healing spell; and Conjure Dremora Lord, an expert level spell. He is also well versed in stealth. The Dragonborn has one ability that is unlike any other, mastery of the way of the voice. An ancient magic used by the dragons, the Dragonborn has mastered every shout from the land of Skyrim. (Except the DLCs.)
Nation: Men
Pledged to a lord?: No
If so, who?: Himself?
History: The Dovakiin's history is too long to fit in just one reply, and would take many pages to get properly written... I will instead tell of how the Dragonborn ended up in this land. 

The Dragonborn had brought peace to the land, yet there was still much to do. One day, a courier brought him a letter telling him of a new faction that had appeared, the Dawnguard. he wished to travel to this group, learn more about them. From what he heard they were vampire hunters, sounded interesting. Before heading out however he decided to craft himself new weapons, his dragonbone weapons, and enchant them to be up to his standard. After crafting his weapons in the great skyforge, he headed off, estimating it to be a two day journey to get to Riften, the nearest city to the Dawnguard castle. Along the way he began to think he was hearing a voice, something calling to him. Out of nowhere he was engulfed in a purple portal, shrouded in darkness. He barely got a chance to look at the portal, but it looked very similar to the portals Dremora used to enter his realm. He prayed he was not now entering their's...
Appearance: Pale white skin, brown hair, brown eyes. He has a well grown bear with long hair tied back. He rarely takes off his armor, so not many know his face. A few scars are noticeable across his face.

Name: Alexis (Lexx)
Race: Caucasian 
Gender: Female
Age: 21
Personal items: 
Weapons: 
Rifle:  An ancient but advanced weapon, capable of taking out targets 400 meters away. The weapon fires cartridge based rounds, or which Lexx only has 10. The rifle carries five rounds at a time. (Don't flip out on me. Best pic I could find of a steampunk style rifle I liked... So I only gave her 10 rounds. We'll have to scavenge or craft more. Hurray, scavenging ancient ruins!)
Short Bow:  Styled similarly to her rifle, this bow excels at rapid fire mid range combat. 40x Standard Iron arrows. 
Katana:  When in direct contact with light, this blade is ablaze with dark red flames that travel along the blade, like waves. It is as if it absorbs energy from light itself, turning it to flames. In the darkness however, the blade is black like oil. The metal seems to shift like waves, as if possessed, as if something dark and horrific controls the blade. This blade, when drawn, tends to instantly strike fear into any who look upon it, not by it's appearance however. But by targeting creatures minds, their fears cripple them. Only the strong willed can keep steady against this ancient blade. Those that stay in close proximity to the blade are given visions and nightmares.
Dagger:  A dagger past down to her from her father, this dagger never leaves Lexx's side.
Armor: 
Dwarven Armor Set:  Hardened but lightweight armor found in the depths of an ancient ruin. Lexx managed to fix up the armor and wears it to hide her identity and protect herself. Has heavy resistance to fire and allows the wearer to stay underwater for up to an hour, that is if the hoses don't get cut. Temperature is controlled by gems placed about the arms, legs, and one on the chest. Red means compensating for the cold, white means compensating for heat.
2 Magic Scrolls. Spells on them are similar to Illusion from Skyrim. Fear and frenzy to be precise. Map of the Northern Lands. (In the Land of Man.) Canteen, torch, and 30 feet of rope, 700 gold.
Abilities: Lexx isn't anything special, she's an average woman with a taste for adventure and exploration. The only notable ability of hers is how fast she can think her way out of a situation. She's kinda a jack of all trades. Well, she sucks at magic, it's a good thing she's trying to learn though!
Nation: Man.
Pledged to a lord?: Nope.
If so, who?: Voldemort.
History: Lexx was born on a small island off the west coast of the nation of man. They weren't really connected to the rest of the world, and were just several villages of farmers. There was only one sizable settlement on the island, and it was also the only port. That city was called Ariss. It was where Lexx had lived for most her life, before the dragons came. She was only 16 then, her father ran off to try to protect some others as the city burned. That was the last she saw him and her mother. Most the city sailed away, to the main continent as the dragons laid waste to all that stood on the island. The ship she was on arrived at some city in the northern provinces and she got a job as a bartender. Simply put, she liked getting drunk and picking fights. Apparently no one thought a girl could beat the shit out of them. She used her extra money to explore around outside the city. She always liked doing that on the isle, when she was a kid. When she turned 20 she decided to take a little trip. She quit her job, bought some explorer gear, and headed out. Everyone looked at her like she was an idiot, but she didn't give a damn. How can you live life without a bit of adventure?

Several days in she actually found something. A cave. She poked around inside, finding it end in a steep drop. But Lexx wasn't deterred so easily. She repelled down the drop and found what looked like ruins. Everything was bronze and steel and concrete. Sturdy, and ancient. She found all sorts of goodies inside. Armor, weapons, etc... But then a final room... What looked like a large cell. She pushed any bit of worry she had out of her mind and found the controls. She pressed a big button that opened the cell door. Surprising considering how old the bloody place was. Once it opened though, she felt dread, anger, fear, and all other sorts of negative emotions crop up. Confused and frightened she thought of getting the hell out of there, but realized she was far to curious about whatever was in that room. She made her way inside and found a sword embedded in the ground. A sword with a blade as black as night. It looked like it was made in the style of blades from the eastern provinces, but it clearly outdated them if it was locked in these ruins for so long. She had an urge at the back of her mind to pick up the blade. Without consulting her brain she did it. Almost immediately the negative emotions ceased. Lexx looked around he room and found a scabbard on a table, she sheathed the blade and put it on her side. It felt like it was destined to be HER blade, like she was capable of anything now.

Over the next year Lexx came to realize that place was not just some random ruin, but that whoever built it feared the power of the sword she now carried. She had two new goals, find out who made it, and kill those dragons that destroyed her home.
Appearance: Short brown hair, brown eyes, about 5'8, never wears stuff that ain't practical. Has an accent. Kinda Irish. Think Cait from Fallout 4, except less bitchy more badass, and less drugs.