This is not based on facts, and if anything contradicts any of the current community consensus I apologize.
Now, the first story is about one the least appreciated characters in the game.
- The world always seemed large to Elmard, whether it was finding food or or just walking around in the general area around the house he lived in it was always a journey for him, it was always a challenge to overcome. He had always had a tough time when living everyday life, since food wasn't easy for him to get hold of.
His mother fed him when he was really young, and while he had for short time share with his siblings. Perhaps in a streak of horrible, sad luck, all, but the him, his sister and his mother was killed when he was too young to remember.
They lived hidden under the floors of families around the world, rarely moving , and when their mother eventually passed out they were devastated. The only one that knew how to survive were gone, and they had to leave, starting to wander the world. Time passed and they noticed changes, cities started to feel deserted, food were starting to be easier to find, and their standard of living was generally improved, yet at the cost of humanity.
They arrived, after wandering for many years, into the land of Lordran, the home of the four lords and magnificent beasts. Yet whatever had hit the rest of the world had hit Lordran with the same force, and wandering undead were everywhere.
They had lived lived a glorious life up until that point, but now everything were different, they had to dodge death at every corner, and on one faithful day his sister were killed. Elmard, in a moment of flashing insanity, bit down on her throat, and ate her. He felt strange, his eyes twitching and he felt the sanity he had yearned slipping away.
He no longer had the support of a sibling, and had to find food himself. He resorted to feast on the flesh of the dead, and moved towards the depths of the undead burg in his insane feast of blood and gore
After many weeks he found something, a spark of hope. The insanity he experienced were not his alone, and he found acceptance in a group of people like him.
He lived with them, their insanity spreading disease and death all around wherever they walked, and their body warped into a large half-dying, half-living mess of flesh and sickness.
The day he met his demise he was walking with his group of insane brethren, and met one of the most feared being, an undead. He braced himself for battle, and after seeing his brothers fall in battle he decided to throw all he had towards the undead, but was slayed in a moment of weakness.
The blood-stained sword hit his body, and the cold steel gave him peace in the last moment of his life. He was going to be reunited with his sister.
Thus ends the story of the the sewer dwelling rat, Elmard the insane.
Now, that wasn't completely serious, as I intend to make it all more interesting and make stories for the characters we do not have, but it was a taste of what I intend to do.
If anyone has any ideas or requests, post them, or write one yourself. If you want it added to the opening post, PM or mention in the post.