"Battle-Born is a name out of legend, sung in the songs of old and heard in deeds of valor for a hundred generations."
―Olfrid Battle-Born[src]

Olfrid Battle-Born

Olfrid Battle-Born is a Nord magnate and the leader of the Battle-Born clan in Whiterun.



He is married to Bergritte Battle-Born and they together have three children: Jon, Idolaf and Alfhild Battle-Born. Alfhild has a child named Lars Battle-Born, who is Olfrid's grandson. His family owns Battle-Born Farm, located directly east of Whiterun.


Just like most members of the Battle-Born family he heartily dislikes the Gray-Mane clan, but doesn't dispute that they are one of the most respected clans in all of Skyrim.

He claims that the Battle-Born are rich due to their largely successful farm, and that the Gray-Manes are jealous of his clan's success, resulting in the feud.


Imitation AmnestyEdit

Olfrid asks the Dragonborn to save his dear friend Arn, alongside whom he fought in the Great War, by forging a new identity for Arn in the prison records.



  • "Olfrid, patron of the great Clan Battle-Born, a name I'm sure you know well."
  • "I'm as much a Nord as the next man, but I'm no fool. I don't live in the past like those Gray-Manes."
  • "I hope the Empire is sending reinforcements to drive these heathens out of Whiterun."
  • "Clan Battle-Born's got a proud lineage in Whiterun, but unlike the Gray-Manes, we've also got wealth."
  • "Eorlund Gray-Mane's a stubborn fool.  Our friendship ended when he turned his back on the Emperor."


Wrong sideEdit

Olfrid "Foolish old woman! You know nothing! Nothing of our struggles, our suffering!"
Fralia "Nothing? And what of my son, hmm? What of Thorald? Is he nothing? So don't talk to me about suffering!"
Idolaf "Your son chose his side, and he chose poorly. And now he's gone. Such is the way of war. The sooner you accept his loss, the better."
Fralia "I will never accept his death! My son still lives. I feel it in my heart. So tell me, Battle-Borns, where is he? Where are you holding my Thorald?"
Olfrid "[to son] Do you believe this old hag? [to Fralia] "Holding him"? Why, I've got him in my cellar. He's my prisoner. Face it, cow! Your stupid son is dead! He died a Stormcloak traitor. And best keep your mouth shut before you suffer the same."
Idolaf "Come on, father. There's nothing more to be said here."