Picked up Skyrim again. This time, decided to draw my Dovahkiin! Rather pleased with how his fur turned out. Though I suck at chain mail so you get sucky chain mail, sorry!
Name: Rayloth Zantus (currently goes by Rayloth Longwinter)
Combat Style: Sword and Shield, Archery
Affiliation: The Companions
Personality: Rayloth is generally well-natured and easy-going but is forever battling a lust for battle that has been growing since he left his old life—and everyone he knew—behind. Once he absorbs his first Dragon Soul, this lust turns into a full-blown addiction. When Rayloth is fighting, he loses himself to the bloodlust and will often forget everything around him, seeing only the enemy before him. When others scream in fear and cower in the shadow of a dragon, Rayloth can be heard howling joyfully and rushing at the beast with sword unsheathed and teeth bared in a lustful grin. As a result of this, Rayloth finds it difficult to forge new relationships of any kind, save perhaps for his newfound brethren, The Companions; those who have given his bloodlust physical form.
Short Biography Leading to Skyrim (headcanon): Rayloth got his start in the ranks of the Imperial Legion and eventually rose to the honor of The Blades. However, after the Great War following the Oblivion Crisis, Rayloth, like the Blades themselves, found himself suddenly without a cause to pledge his sword to. Cursed with an unexplainably long life, Rayloth watched as friends and the world he knew ceased to exist and eventually took to wandering the countries of Tamriel as a sellsword and occasional—if reluctant—bandit. It was the latter which resulted in his capture and would-be execution by the very Legion he had once pledged his life to.