Nerevarine, champion, dovahkiin

Skyrim, 4th era, year 204

3 years after alduins defeat

Jyorm strongvoice was currently fighting a small force of bandits that were terrorizing travelers from the valtheim towers

"your amor is going to look good on me!" shouted a bandit before shortly being decapitated "they just never learn, now for the leaGAH" Jyorm didnt get to finish as a bound sword peirced his deadric armor and his heart. using the last of his strength the nord spun around and slashed the bandit leaders throat before falling on the floor, with his last breath he said "death ... is highly exaggerated"

Cyrodiil, 3rd era, year 435

2 years after oblivion crisis

Altarius Galm was walking along the road towards skingrad, the city he called home, to rest and have some fresh surilie brothers wine. the only things about skingrad he didn't like are falanu hlaalu (the necrophiliac) and glarthir (who is now dead thanks to his own paranoia). However Altarius was not to reach his destination due to an assassin striking him in the head killing him instantly

Morrowind, 3rd era, year 433

6 years after Dagoth Ur,s defeat

Shurseth Amputal was walking around the ash lands searching for blighted creatures and/or corprus victims and put an end to them as was his duty as nerevarine, and he did so easily thanks to the last deadric crescent blade in exsistance, but just as he was about to rest, an ash storm started up this one far stronger than any before and easily buried him alive and filling his lungs with the sand-like ash. his last thoughts being "I join you, my ancestors."

but little did they know that fate had other plans