Lars Valerius
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Important Information
Race Imperial-Nord
Gender Male
Born 4E 160
Family N/A
Status Alive
Eye Color Blue
Hair Color Gold
Height 5"8"
Weight Around 200lbs
Other Information
Affiliation Sellsword

Throwing spears

Dwarven Sword

Imperial Bow w/ Steel Arrows

Home Bruma, Cyrodiil
"Look, I don't care who you are, who you support or who you work for. If I get paid, I'll do the job. Not hard to understand, is it?"
―Lars, explaining how he worked to an employer.

Lars Valerius was a Imperial-Nord warrior and lone sellsword based in Markarth.

Personality , Traits and SkillsEdit

Lars appeared gentle and caring from the outside, but in reality, all he cared about was gold, wine and jewels.

Lars' appearance heavily favors his Nordic side, and his personality is a greedy mixture of both.

Lars is good at what he does, which is why he keeps getting customers. He is generally regarded as one of the best fighters in Skyrim, though he is no leader and not even close to a mage.


Lars grew up in Bruma to a Nord father and an Imperial mother. Most of his childhood is unknown. (In other words, WIP.)


Lars was kicked out of home and forced to beg on the streets, as his father was losing money and his mother had already lost her job working in a shop.


After survivng on the streets for a few years, Lars decided to leave Bruma, but not before getting revenge on his father.

Instead of killing him, Lars stole the weapons and armor his father had used during the Great War, as well as his remaining money. After this, Lars made his way to Falkreath in Skyrim, where he lived for a year working on a farm.

After he made enough money to get adequate travelling gear he went to Markarth. This is where he became a sellsword.

Civil WarEdit

Lars made fortunes during the war escorting traders, caravans, couriers and even some Imperial and Stormcloak prisoners and caravans. He managed to buy good armor and weapons with the money he made.

It was during this war that Lars made his reputation for both ruthless efficiency and untrustworthiness.

Second Great WarEdit

During this war, business thrived and Lars got richer by the day, but he was also slightly stressed with the work. His business was far better in Cyrodiil and Morrowind than Skyrim, causing him to be travelling most of the time.

"If I wasn't tired, stressed and hungry, I'd be killing people right now. Or maybe I'd be dead. Who can tell in this world?"
―Lars to a barkeep.

As he was working most of the time, he had little time for luxuries and sometimes even ate while fighting or escorting, though the former was only once and he got cut on the thigh because of it.


"My sword is sharp, my armor undented and my skills honed. What more could you ask for?"
―Lars on his equipment and skills.
"Learn to trust those who don't sell their swords. But you don't have much time to do it."
―Lars, to a dying Imperial whom he just stabbed through the stomach after Lars was given coin by a Stormcloak.