Role playing as Lucas the Breton. Once the Rogue/sneaky/thief member of an adventuring company from Cyrodil, when they were accused of a crime they did not commit (or perhaps did, I'm keeping that ambiguous) they turned on each other, a group once numbering 15 fought until only 8 remained. Those still alive fled from each other and turned to all corners of the map. Morrowind, High Rock, Black Marsh, Valenwood, Elsweyr, Skyrim, Orsinium and Daggerfall were the destinations. When travelling to Skyrim, Lucas stopped off in Bruma and met a group that was planning to head up through Pale Pass, thinking that the journey would be safer in a new group, he joined their expedition.
Lucas is charming, with a bit of an eye for the ladies and a small frame that makes him all too easy to underestimate. While Skyrim is famous for its tall and mighty Nord warriors few suspect the unimposing Breton to be capable of defeating them. Lucas fights with finesse rather than strength, his combat ethos 'Its where you hit them, not how hard your swing is.' and this approach leads him to win many battles, bringing his opponent to the ground with carefully placed strikes or an unseen arrow. He has taken down forts of bandits without anyone realising they were under attack. He could be described as 'Chaotic Good' and won't let that stony faced jailor or locked door stop him interrogating a prisoner. He drifts from place to place, still trying to rekindle some sort of purpose in his life. If he can find a home and start a family he feels like he has to finish his life of adventure and retire with the wealth and fortune of a nobleman.
This is his ultimate goal, to find a fortune to last a lifetime and retire to a peaceful life.