• The Witch Doctor was born into a fairly well off family in hammerfell. They were just simple traders but had made a name for themselves by giving better deals than most. As such people often flocked to trade with them allowing quite a hefty profit to be made. Due to the success her parents had achieved, they had always tried to nudge the witch doctor towards a career in trading, but they didnt want to force her. As a result she never really got into trading, as she just didnt have the charisma to get people to pay more than they realised. She ended up not knowing what she wanted to do with herself, so she often spent her days reading various books and biographies about people, and the interesting jobs they had. Being some sort of wizard had always appealed to her, although she would never admit it to her parents. After reading more into what it is to be a wizard she stumbled onto a book on necromancy. It instantly caught her attention and she wanted to know more. She was aware that necromany was frowned apon though so she had to keep it to herself. She ended up sneaking into libraries and book stores after dark and often steeling any books she could find about necromancy. Eventually she decided she wanted to try it herself. She found a recently dead rat and, after a few attempts, managed to bring it back to life, if a little limp. Unfortunately for her she had chosen the wrong place to do this and a passing person saw her. The person immediately got frightened by this and ran to find the guards. The person found a small group of guards and was yelling at them how the witch doctor was performing necromancy and how she was going to kill them all to raise them as her own. None of this was true though, it was just what the panicing person pressumed. Unfortunately the guards had no way to know this and immediately arrested the witch doctor. Due to her uncharasmatic nature she wasnt able to convince the guards she wasnt evil and didnt plan on killing anyone, and so she was thrown in jail. Thankfully her parents were able to, even if it did involve some of the days pay being convieneantly left on the jailors table. After this happened to her the witch doctor began to hate what civilisation had become. She wanted it to be how she had read in the books, how it used to be. She remembered hearing about the forsword in skyrim, a group she thought shared the same views, and so the next night she packed some supplies and some of her families hard earned coin before setting off for skyrim. On her journey she continued practicing her necromany whenever possible and by the time she was nearing the border of skyrim, she could bring even humans back to life with ease. Her supplies had run out long ago and she had resorted to petty thievery. Because of this she had become quite adept at not being seen when she didnt want to and had even learned how to pick peoples pockets without them noticing. A couple times she attempted spiking the drinks people carried. This was to try and knock them out so she could steal from them easier. She was able to do it sometimes but she would get caught from time to time and would generally be chased away. When she finally reached the border she was unfortunately captured and after she escaped, realised that that now she was finally able to find, and ideally become one of, the forsworn.