All across the land of Skyrim small farms dot the landscape. Tucked into a mountain pass is one such farm. The cold mountain climate means that its growing season is short. Too short for the farm to even support its inhabitants properly, yet a family has called this land home for generations, as far back as they can remember. It is a peaceful life here, free from much of the troubles that concern the folk of the towns and cities but no where is free from the conflicts which now plague the land. Herja is the daughter of a proud Nord family. They cling to honor and tradition while ignoring changes that sweep the rest of the land. For a long time their isolation allowed the family to live in peace but today the land is a smaller place then ever before.

Trouble had found its way to the families doorstep numerous times before. Bandits, Wars and even the elements themselves have threatened to put an end to this little family farm but trouble has never manifested itself quite like this. It started slow at first, during the winter months this family supported itself by hunting game. The parents were growing old and the sons had left last season to join the Stormcloaks. This left the hunting to the only daughter, Herja. She had always been a good tracker and huntress but this winter something was off. The large mountain game, deer, elk and even wolves had all become scarce. Something was out there was hunting the game down before Herja could get to it. The absence of the usual wildlife was worrying of course but the family was more concerned with the fact that they may not be able to feed themselves through the winter. Wild game continued to grow more and more scarce until there was none to be found at all. With food running out Herja took what little money her family had left home for Riften. She made the journey quickly, living in the mountains all her life had familiarized her with the paths but she didn't return fast enough.

It turns out that a handful of werewolves had decided to set up camp in the woods nearby and once they had eaten the last of the wild game they turned to the only other source of food nearby. Herja's parents on their farm. However, luck had always been with her family. Herja arrived to find three dead werewolves and a handful of Vigil warriors who had been hunting the creatures for weeks. Herja had never been one to take to ideals. While she was grateful for her families safty she didn't feel compelled to join the Vigil in its holy crusade against the abominations of this world. She didn't even believe in Nord supremacy or support the Stormcloaks like her brothers do. She just doesn't believe in causes that are large then here. What she does believe in is honor and a set of principles that have guided her family for generations. One of these principles is that the family never lets a debt go unpaid. While no formal debt is owed to the Vigil it was agreed that something was indeed owed. With her brothers still at war it became Herja's responsibility to offer the Vigil the only thing she had. Her life and her spear.

She is skilled in combat, from sparring with her brothers, hunting and fighting off wolves that try to get at the families livestock but she is certainly no warrior. She is a skilled hunter, tracker and can traverse mountains with ease but she knows nothing of hunting abominations like the Vigil do. She is a strong woman but is respectful. Any arrogance or doubts she might have is easily quashed, especially around people who are in charge. Herja has sought out the Vigil with the hope of joining their ranks. She isn't exactly the holy warrior type but she is willing to learn and devote herself to the cause until such a time as she feels any debt that may be owed is paid off in full.

Character Name.
Herja

Age.
25

Race.
Nord

Sexuality.
Hetero

Faction, Army, or Allegiance.
Vigil of Stendarr

Occupation.
Here; the character's career or lack of one

Werewolf or Vampire.
N/A

Major Skills.
Huntress:Herja has been hunting all her life, she moves silently across the mountain side as the tracks and kills wild game. She is very skilled at everything involved in hunting from finding prey to killing and cooking it. She understands animal behaviour and can deal with them well.

Two Handed:A life of manual labor has made her strong. She wields her spear skilfully but is by no means the best fighter by any stretch of the imagination.

Alteration Spells: She certainly does not come from a proud line of magicians but certain magic's are useful, even to lowly farmers and hunters such as them. This magic lets her see animals through the blinding snow and allows her to create light to see in dark nights. She never took the time to learn any other spells, maybe because no one was around who could teach her but the foundation is there.




Weapons, Armor, and Belongings.
Engraved Spear: A weapon passed down from generation to generation in her family. It is their most prized family heirloom and has been well maintained through out the years. The spear itself is taller then Herja.

Throwing Hatchet: A simple wood and iron hatchet used for hunting.

Hide and fur armor: Simple armor crafted more for warmth then protection. It isn't much but it is one of the few things that she actually owns.