Discovering Emperor Uriel Septim: A Detailed Exploration

Oh boy, where to even start with Uriel Septim. The dude had a life straight out of a soap opera, right? Crowned in the Third Era, ruled from 368 to 433—yeah, do the math, that’s sixty-five years of chaos and still somehow managed to be the last Septim crowned. Hmm, irony much? We all know his gig ended in Oblivion. Dreams or nightmares, who knows, but Uriel got this wild idea to free a prisoner after visions of his own doom. Gave them the Amulet of Kings like a hot potato. Don’t ask me why, just roll with it.

Honestly, I’m rambling. Anyway, those years on the throne weren’t a smooth sail, that’s for sure. Imprisoned, replaced by an impostor… all sounds like a plot twist even in fantasy. Uriel’s life was messy, yet somehow he was a big deal among the Septims. Bet you can’t name another emperor from the series faster. See? Gotcha.

Backtracking a bit, remember Uriel’s reign marked a whole era’s worth of Elder Scrolls games. Arena kicked off with him locked up like a theme park ride gone wrong—thanks to Jagar Tharn, his backstabbing Battlemage. Ten years of chaos with that Imperial Simulacrum mess. Wheel of Fortune would’ve been easier. Oh, and that time he dealt with Daggerfall’s drama? A simple murder turned political quagmire with brass robots causing time drama—the Warp in the West, mind you. Makes any family reunion look tame.

And the prophecy thing? Total intrigue. Uriel sent the Nerevarine off to Morrowind, probably to sort out more chaos because that’s apparently his brand. Funny thing is, Oblivion starts pretty much the same—prisoner released. Then boom, Mythic Dawn shows up, curtains for Uriel.

His kids? Not alive by then. End of an era. Martin Septim tried to pick up the pieces but went all self-sacrifice to stop a Daedric invasion. Talk about family pressure, right? Empire didn’t really bounce back. The Fourth Era kicked off, and everything’s a hot mess with the Great War and all.

Yet, who was Uriel, beyond the crown? Imagine this: little Uriel chatting away with his imaginary friend, Justin. Uhh, except… Justin was a girl according to Uriel? Weird, but relatable, sort of? Usually had a dinner place set—Imperial Palace worthy, no less. By adulthood, Justin was off in Lilandril, like a sitcom spin-off.

And, yeah, Uriel’s family ties were… complicated. Despite the last name, he was barely related to Tiber Septim. Some wild family tree twists there. Five known kids, supposedly, maybe more. Imagine the family Christmas card, yikes. His sons fell victim to the Mythic Dawn, though Martin being a surprise revelation of a son who was illegitimate. A plot twist that could rival any series finale, truly.

Somehow, through all that, Uriel Septim still stands as a legend, tangled stories and all. Life’s complicated, especially for emperors, I guess.