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Skyrim Profiler v.2It's time for all of Elder Scrolls fan community to get to know your character in Skyrim.
NOTE: Based on a rp with my friend mentioned in the description. She got me hooked on Skyrim and helped develop my character, Crysta. I needed to have her character involved in thanks for what she did. For the format of your own profile, scroll down.
Name: Crysta Dark Frost
Race: Half Nord, half Imperial, later werewolf.
Age: 19 years
Date of Birth: 4E 184, 10th of Second Seed
Path (Warrior, Mage, or Thief) : Thief
Family: Late mother, Freyir Dark Frost; late father, Remus Amal; cousin, Ulfric Stormcloak. Husband, Vilkas. Has children much later. Friends, Etrand and Balimund are considered as part of her family.
Faction(s): Stormcloaks, Companions, The Circle, Dark Brotherhood, Thieves' Guild.
Titles (Like Faction titles, alter ego, even name Dovahkin) : Nightingale, Agent of Dibella, Bard, Shadow Warrior, A
Mistletoe HavocMistletoe Havoc
What is this? Could this be?
Garland, ornaments, a star on a tree?
What joy! Oh, what luck!
Christmas! Christmas in Rome has struck!
I, Alexander Anderson, love Christmas, you see.
I love it more than smoked sausage and brie!
There's so much of Christmas, so much I adore!
From the delicate Sugar Plum Fairy,
To the sacred story of Christ and his mother Mary.
Through the halls of red and green I explore.
Each mantle, each wall, has holly and bells galore.
Not one face is sour nor mean,
cheerful voices reciting songs of praise and Christmas lore.
So much to do! So much I have planned!
The annual Christmas pageant, the Santa suit for the orphans' party I demand.
There so much to do in time so little.
Oh ho! In a turn of a corner, what do I see?
A small bundle of lush green in a ribbon of red,
With small, pearl white berries enveloped in emerald leaves,
It is what most see in delight, for some in dread.
The Sacred Vow of MaxwellThe Sacred Vows of Enrico Maxwell
How can I say I love you?
Should I count the ways?
Is it wrong for a man of God..to love another?
Throughout my childhood, you were my teacher, my father.
To this day, you make me blush and falter.
Why? Why does every touch, every whisper, and every kiss..Feel so right?
I have always dreamt of the dark night
When we can share our secrets, our dreams, and desires.
Anderson, Alexander, my dear
When I work alone, I hope you are near.
Living without you It brings me absolute fear!
I want to hold your strong body to mine,
That soft kiss of bliss is so sheer,
Those rough lips to mine brings pleasure so divine.
I know I would never say these words to you out loud,
I am a man who rules with an iron fist.
I stand tall above the rest, so brave and so proud.
I did not show my feelings, standing above all.
Yet, deep in my heart, I am so small.
I always admire how vast, how strong you are.
I know you dare t
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