Jacob The Lionhearted

By Trevor Bright

• January 25, 2014




Age: An adult, high 30s to low 40s

Gender: Male

Species: Unicorn

Appearance: Almost always has a very fierce expression on his face. Is almost always clad in armor with a weapon of some form or another

Cutie Mark: It is the imperial crest, how he got it, he's not sure. He's a Nord, not an Imperial.

Personality: He is fierce and out going and will always have something to say, whether it's bragging about his past accomplishments or speaking in a language that no one (except dragons) understand. He will defend anything he believes in to the dying breath...usually the dying breath of his opponent as he is a very skilled warrior. He is also very loud and rambunctious if also a bit crude. He does have a soft side, but most ponies never see it. He is also very just and cannot stand to see a wrong go unpunished.

Backstory: Born in the Imperial controlled lands of Skyrim, his parents fled the tyranny of the Empire while he was still a child, moving to the warmer lands of Hammerfell. When he grew up, he learned much in the ways of swordsmanship and vowed to return to his homeland to help free it from the oppression wrought by the empire. Doing just that, he crossed the border in to Skyrim only to be captured, and put on a cart. Heading towards his execution, he learned he shared the cart with the leader of the rebels, Ulfric Stormcloak. He had already resigned himself to his death and was about to be executed when something amazing happened. A dragon appeared. Though they were thought gone for good, a dragon had appeared again, and attacked the city, inadvertently saving him from an untimely demise. He escaped the city with his life, and the will to live, to fulfill his vow to help his kinsmen and save Skyrim. Fast forward a few years, Jacob, or Jake as his friends call him, has learned he's the Dovakiin, or Dragon-Born, of legend. He' fulfilled his destiny in killing Alduin, eater of worlds and save all of Tamriel. He then went on to put down the Empire's hold on his country and helped the Stormcloaks take over, pushing the Empire out of Skyrim for good. Jump in time again and we find Jake has accomplished a fair number of things, all of which I cannot list due to the length, though I will list them bellow. He lived a long time very comfortably in one of his three large manners bassed all around different parts of the country, doing this or that and mastering different skills he was unable to during his time pursuing Alduin and fighting the Empire. One day, he heard news of a land across the sea. A strange land where the inhabitants were, not people, but ponies. Having done everything there was to do in Skyrim, he set off on a large ship. While on the ship though, a strange thing happened. During the night, the whole crew disappeared and he mysteriously transformed into a pony. When he woke up the next day, his boat had been grounded and he had been ponified. He carefully wobbled off of the ship and on to dry land, getting accustomed to walking on all fours. Then, when he was steady, he started off across the land towards the nearest visible form of civilization, ponyville. (Or which ever city the RP starts in)