Hellia La Fadé

## Hellia Nocturne La Fadé

**Hellia La Fadé**, commonly known as Hel or Hel-chan, is a Dunmer necromancer currently studying at the College of Winterhold.

Hel fled Morrowind after the eruption of the Red Mountain and upon crossing the borders into Skyrim, she arrived in Windhelm.

## Backstory

Low on gold and alone in a foreign land filled with extreme prejudice and racism towards her kind, Hel found life in Windhelm to be an extremely tough and horrible experience.

Hel could barely afford a night at the local inn, Candlehearth Hall, so a house in the city was out of the question. She spent most nights on the streets of the Gray Quarter, occasionally stopping in at the New Gnisis Cornerclub.

Hel had a natural talent and love for practising magic, so upon hearing of a mage college to the north, it became her dream to one day study there.

Unfortunately, a dream it would have to remain. Her funds were only getting lower - as she was finding it hard to get any work in Windhelm - and she lacked sufficient supplies to make the trip through the cold landscape to get to Winterhold anyway.

One day, Hel had had enough of living in squalor on the cold streets of Windhelm. She sold all of her possessions and used the funds to buy warmer clothes - although she couldn't afford a hood or gloves - and some food for the trip.

Armed with a new drive, she set out for Winterhold.

If only that had been the end of her struggles. Shortly after leaving Windhelm, Hel ran into a pack of wolves, not having a weapon to defend herself and realising there was no way she could outrun them, she fought the wolves with her bare hands and almost lost her life in the process.

Covered in blood, most of it her own, Hel arrived at a nearby farmstead. She picked up a woodcutters axe and began chopping some firewood. Upon seeing the state she was in (and I imagine Hel explaining what happened), the owners of the farm said that she could keep the axe. So that she would at least have something to defend herself with the next time she found herself in that kind of situation.

Hel continued her journey towards Winterhold, glad that she had finally found some people who were willing to treat her with kindness in these cold lands.

After a period of time in which not much of note occurred, Hel found herself confronted with the greatest obstacle so far. A fort filled with necromancers and other evil mages, right along the path that she needed to take. Seeing no other way around and not wanting to risk her dwindling supplies on backtracking, Hel decided to try and slowly sneak her way past the fort.

Just as she had reached the other side and thought she was in the clear, Hel jolted forwards as she felt an arrow lodge deep in her spine... she had been spotted.

Gritting her teeth, Hel made a run for it, a constant barrage of arrows landing all around her. Although luckily, aside from that first arrow, none found their mark.

It was then that she stumbled into two nobles and their guard who were heading in the opposite direction, they mentioned something about a wedding they were heading to. The newcomers were soon made a target of the unknown assailant's arrows.

Instead of fleeing, the nobles and guard threw caution to the wind and ran towards the fort to attack them head-on.

Hel debated using their charge as a distraction to continue fleeing from the fort but in the end, she decided that they needed all the help they could get and followed in their reckless charge.

The battle that followed was brutal, the nobles and guard were able to take out all but one of the mages in the courtyard but lost their lives in the process. The remaining mage (a necromancer), heavily wounded from the battle and thinking the threat was over, let his guard down for a second and due to his foolishness, he never saw Hel's axe coming down behind him. The necromancer died in a single bone-crunching blow to the back of his head and collapsed to the ground.

It was then that Hel heard a commotion coming from further inside the fort, fearing that more enemies were approaching, Hel quickly grabbed what she could from the fallen bodies and made her escape. She had gotten away with a fur hood, a face mask, a pair of gloves, a creepy looking necromancer tome and one of the noble's bags, which she would later find out carried some jewellery.

Covered in blood, dirt and snow, with the moon now high in the sky. Hel finally neared Winterhold and got her first sight of the college itself. From this distance, it didn't look like much, just a faint blue glow and some stone towers jutting upwards towards the sky but to Hel it was everything, it was hope.

Hel finally arrived in Winterhold and due to how late into the night it had become, headed straight for the inn. Not having enough gold for a room, she sold the remainder of the food she had brought for the trip to just be able to cover the cost. She cleaned herself off, did her best to patch up her wounds and went to bed.

First thing in the morning, Hel approached the entrance to the College of Winterhold where she met the gatekeeper, Faralda.

Faralda said that she would not allow Hel to pass unless she showed a demonstration of her magical skill, asking her to cast the spell 'Magelight' to prove her worth.

Hel having not known how to cast the spell said as much to Faralda. Who then responded that she would be willing to teach Hel the spell for 30 gold pieces. Hel, of course, couldn't afford this, as she didn't have even a single gold piece to her name after the inn fees from the night previous. As such, they agreed to a trade and Hel handed over the jewellery she had gotten from the nobles in exchange for the knowledge.

Hel took in a deep breath and begun the casting for the 'Magelight' spell and in that very moment, she had begun a new stage of her life as a Novice Mage studying at the College of Winterhold.

Hel would then go on and have many more great adventures (she was literally still like level 1 at this point), exploring underground tombs filled with the undead, creeping her way through dark and decrepit caves and she would later even become the Thane of Winterhold. She would travel back to Windhelm a few times after that too, to craft some better equipment and while she was there even solved a series of murders.

But those are stories for another day.

(I might end up adding more later but this was a lot of writing for only a small section of gameplay and I've played a lot of hours since then).

## Followers

### Minions

As a necromancer, Hel has a significant force of undead at her command. I will be listing some of them here in the format "[Name] - [Species]".

#### Undead Thralls

Goliath - Gehenoth

Gargaran - Gargoyle

Yetu "Frosty" - Frost Troll

    Möngr - Giant

Mossbeard - Ancient Spriggan Patriarch

#### Skeletons

Walter Wight - Skeleton Warrior

Davy Bones - Skeleton Warrior

Albus "Red" - Skeleton Fire Mage

Kate "Blue" - Skeleton Ice Mage

Tek - Skeleton Companion

#### Temporary

Ric - Undead Skeever

Roc - Undead Skeever

Rac - Undead Skeever

#### Old

David - Falmer Skulker

Trixy - Troll

Unnamed - Khajit

Unnamed - Bandit Captain

Various Falmer

Various Bandit's