Hey, so I dove into the world of Oblivion Remastered the other day, and let me tell you, Martin Septim? Yeah, that dude’s pretty captivating, even if he’s the complete opposite of the boisterous Hero of Kvatch. Like, you know how some people just kinda grow on you? That’s Martin. Quiet and humble, yet somehow he just pulls you in as you both fight the Daedric invasion. Strange, huh?
Anyway — hang on, lost my train of thought. Martin seems all calm, but underneath he’s carrying a fortress of smarts and a willpower so strong it might knock you sideways. Imagine waking up one day and boom, you’re the dude everyone’s counting on to save the Empire. And, oh yeah, he’s also grappling with the fam he never got to know. Heavy, right? But before all the chaos, Martin was a whole different person.
Ah, imagine this — Martin, an illegitimate kid of Emperor Uriel Septim VII, no clue about his royal genes, just living his life thinking he’s off a humble farm stock. Uriel, though, had his pal Jauffre check on him every now and then. Sneaky emperor things.
Then there’s this twist — Martin, bored of the mundane, jumps into the Mages Guild. But imagine him, wanting more thrill, so he dives into the darker side of magic. Daedra worship becomes his jam. He finds a liking for Sanguine, the Daedric Prince who embodies wild indulgence. Yeah, Martin’s having the time of his life, even scores Sanguine’s Rose at some point. Fancy.
Quick side track: Sanguine’s allure wasn’t all sunshine and rainbows. It’s like you start with a little fun, and before you know it, everything spirals deeper. Martin’s mates start dropping like flies, and reality smacks him in the face — time to escape.
So he bolts — ends up at the Chapel of Akatosh in Kvatch, swapping magic for priestly duties. Reflective moments ensue. When Daedric mayhem hits, Martin’s there leading the charge, safeguarding the locals until the Hero swoops in for the rescue.
Okay, I should warn you—what comes next might spoil some major plot points.
The Septim lineage? Kind of a big deal. When the Mythic Dawn kicked open the door to Oblivion, it’s because the old pact with Akatosh got smashed. Man, without a Dragonborn emperor and those sacred Dragonfires lit, Tamriel’s defenses crumble. Martin, the last of the Septims, needed to step up. His final gambit? Becoming Akatosh’s avatar to lock the gates of Oblivion shut forever. But it wasn’t just about saving the world; it changed the entire Empire.
And…wow, I seem to have gone all over the place with this, haven’t I? Whatever, here we are. Hope it made some kind of sense!