Exploring Martin Septim in Oblivion Remastered

Whoa, so diving into Oblivion Remastered, huh? You meet Martin Septim, and he’s like this quiet guy, kinda the polar opposite of all that bravado the Hero of Kvatch has. You know what I mean? But as you cruise through the game, you start feeling, I dunno, strangely connected to him. Weird, right?

But there’s this depth to Martin — like a really smart yet uncertain dude. Suddenly he’s, like, the guy who has to save the Empire, all while dealing with his family’s drama. Can’t say I envy him. Once upon a time, though, Martin’s life wasn’t about heavy burdens at all. Quite the opposite, actually.

So, before everything went wild, Martin as a kid was shipped off to live like, uh, a regular farm kid. His dad, Emperor Uriel Septim VII, didn’t even let him in on their royal blood vibes. Crazy, right? Imagine thinking you’re destined to shovel cow poop forever when you’re really an emperor’s kid.

Now, apparently, Uriel had this buddy, Jauffre, peeking in on Martin every now and then. Subtle and awkward babysitting from a distance. No idea why, but that cracks me up. Anyway, Martin decided farm life’s a bore. Enter the Mages Guild — but then, yawn. Rules and whatnot. He bails with a bunch of other rebels to dive into Daedra worship and what’s basically forbidden magic mischief. Don’t try that at home, folks!

Martin got deep into worshiping Sanguine, this Daedric Prince. Now Sanguine seems fun at parties — offering wildest dreams kinda stuff. Even tossed Martin a cool artifact like, “Hey, buddy, you’re doing great!” But there’s always a catch — gets darker real quick. Friends dropping like flies, and Martin’s like, “Uh, nope, I’m out.”

So then he ditches it all, runs to Kvatch, and becomes a priest. Picture a dude swapping chaos for calm, helping others, and reflecting on life’s oops moments. But peace didn’t last because — plot twist — Daedric chaos hits Kvatch.

And omg, spoilers! If you don’t wanna know what happens, maybe… I dunno, skip a bit?

Ready? So, Martin being a Septim. Why’s that a big deal? These Mythic Dawn folks, they jacked open portals to the Daedric realm because, oh man, the ancient dragon-god agreement got messed up. Without a big-shot Dragonborn emperor and those Dragonfires, Tamriel’s like a party invite for Daedra. Yikes.

Martin was the last Dragonborn in line. Big shoes to fill, no pressure, right? His final act? Epic. He fully transformed to embody Akatosh, slam the gates shut, save the day, and roll credits. But, man, that Empire was never the same after.

So yeah, from farm kid to saving the world — talk about a journey!