Wesington Snowfang

Name ~ Wesington Snowfang
Race ~ Breton
Class ~ Hunter
Age ~ 21
Home ~ Windhelm, Skyrim
Eye Color ~ Blue
Hair Color ~ Dark Brown
Height ~ 6'2"
Weight ~ 157 lbs
Equipment  ~ Snow Fox fur coat, fine wolf fur cuirass, fine wolf fur pants, fine fur boots, hunting bow, *Enchanted* Silver quiver of unending arrows *quiver always full*, onyx circlet, silver and sapphire ring x2 *left pointer finger, right ring finger*, *Enchanted* Silver necklace of disease immunity *self-explanatory*

Specialities ~ Marksmanship, Light Armor, Destruction *Ice/Snow mainly*, Sneak, Illusion *mood manipulation only*

Passives ~ Command Beast, Charming Effect

Pet *if applicable* ~ Mountain Lion *hand raised from cub*

Spells Known:

Ice Arrow ~ Uses an arrow and infuses it with cold magick, creating an arrow of ice that explodes on impact
Calming Voice ~ Attempts to soothe an opponent
White Wind ~ Conjures a strong wind of frost in a cone infront of him

Background

        The only son of a famed heroine that not only helped to slay Hircine during the Bloodmoon over Castle Karstaag, but also rebuilt said Castle for herself..Wesington is the heir to a legacy. The Prince of Solstheim..also called the Cold Prince..Wesington was raised by his mother, Queen Yaska Snowfang..and taught the family tradition of ice magic. Though..Wesington came to realize that magick wasn't anywhere near as fun to use as his preferred weapon: A bow. Taking to hunting in the cold plains of Solstheim when he grew to his teen years, his greatest enemy during that time was Yaka'Sara..the great snow wolf. Many times the two faced each other..and many times did Yaka'Sara escape from the clutches of defeat. The drunkards at the Thirsk Mead Hall told the young Breton to forego his quest to kill Yaka'Sara..as it was the islands belief that no mere man could kill the beast without the aid of the Gods. One last time did he corner Yaka'Sara..but, yet again..the beast escaped into the night, its howl a teasing mockery to the young Prince of what would never come to pass.

        Returning to Castle Snowfang after an unsuccessful hunt, Wesington cast aside his bow and arrows..his mother, noticing her son distraught..went to her chambers. Praying to Hircine..the very Daedric Prince with which she banished back to Oblivion..Yaska asked for her son to receive the prowess of a true hunter, in exchange for the villagers of Skaal Village to become his personal werewolves in his Hunting Grounds. After being thwarted by the Skaal in ages past..Hircine couldn't resist the change for ultimate revenge..and took the deal. For the villagers..Hircine gave Yaska a quiver of arrows that would never run empty..as well as giving her son a portion of his Aspect of Guiles adeptivity. Though Wesington would never know it..when gifted the quiver..he took up his bow once again with newfound confidence..and, after 3 nights..returned to Castle Snowfang..with the beast heavy on his shoulders. From its fur was crafted a beautiful set of clothing and armor..from its fangs, a lovely necklace of leather and teeth.

        It was after that victory that Wesington proclaimed himself a true man..and then, with his mothers blessing..ventured outwards into the world, leaving the island of Solstheim behind. His travels had taken him all over Tamriel..from Morrowind, to the Black Marsh, to High Rock, then finally..on the eve of his 19th birthday..he arrived in Skyrim. Favoring Skyrim over all other places he'd visited due to it reminding him the most of home, Wesington used his talents as a hunter and skinner to save up enough gold to buy his own home in Windhelm. Three days after his 21st birthday, Wesington became the Thane of the Jarl of Windhelm by saving his life from a Dark Brotherhood assassination.