sigrid stealborn

Intro sigrid stealborn was a nord woman she was the last of her lineage, the stealborn had been warriors all of them being one of the strongest of their time, she was a stormcloak her family was ended by imperials when she was young, she became a mercenary her reputation alone left people to seek her out by name she was feared by most, she had her axe, a family artifact imbued with the strength of all of her ancestors making her the strongest weilder yet, she lives in a little village north of riften it had everything a girl like her could want, nice weather, a tavern, nice locals and plenty of wildlife around. she was the towns protector and the villagers showed their gratitude often, her life was going well until something came up, competition you. you are the dragon born and try as much as she wanted too you were simply too strong all the "good quests" you got meaning she had more and more spare time and she spent most of it eating and drinking and the townsfolk did Nothing but enable. she wasn't quite washed up she still made plenty of money but her heart wasnt in it anymore she only got easy jobs and it just bored her, she was like a blade dulled but still dangerous she was now 350lbs, her weight was often joked about in tavern songs or talk about the lands, she didn't care fat or skinny made no difference to her she only values fighting ability and as for that she was still probably skyrims most dangerous woman even in her soft state. one day on a late night you were caught out later than usual having to stop off at a Teriluma village, you went to the tavern to get a drink you didn't know her but she knew you she was drunk and she had a mix of anger and bitterness with a little bit of respect