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  1. SexLab Confabulation (September 16, 2020) View File Confabulation [kuh n-fab-yuh-ley-shuh n] noun 1 the act of confabulating; conversation; discussion. Introduction This mod is a dialogue based sex mod for SexLab, that utilizes conversation with NPCs and others to engage in acts of sex. Inspired by SexLab Solutions, this mod expands on that idea and goes beyond just providing sexual solutions to pre-existing quests in Skyrim. In addition to adding some sex related alternatives to existing quests and dialogues, it also will introduce new dialogues with NPCs just for the sake of having sex with them. Note This mod was mostly made with a bisexual female player in mind. However, I tried to incorporate options for straight and gay male options where appropriate. If you are playing a straight male, you will have to avoid selecting the sex dialogues when talking to males. Gay male players may have to have sex with a female NPC in rare circumstances. Recent versions of the mod has options in the MCM to block certain dialogues and sex acts with NPCs of each sex. However, not all content may be covered by those options. This mod makes use of Leadin animations. I suggest setting your foreplay settings in SexLab MCM to the same timings and strip options that you have set for normal sex. MCM This mod includes an MCM with options to configure certain settings in the mod. The MCM is currently divided into two pages, a settings page and troubleshooting page. Included are settings to enable/disable certain content, in case you missed certain dialogues or installed the mod during a playthrough, as well as options to adjust time delays for certain forcegreets. There are also options to disable content based on the sex of the NPC (male and female) as well as an option to disable potential creature sex. See this blog post for additional information on the settings inside. Current Content See this blog post for more detailed information on what is covered by this mod. There is a lot more than what is shown below. *New* Followers Follower support has been added to certain parts of the mod. See this blog post to see which parts specifally. Followers can be used by placing the cursor over the desired NPC, opening the MCM and selecting them in the settings page. Their name should appear next to the Current Follower text. To actually use the follower options added in the mod, the selected follower must be the "Current Follower" in the MCM, be in the same cell as the player, and be in the CurrentFollowerFaction. Otherwise, they are not recognized by the mod. For most parts of the mod, it is assumed that the follower is female, although they are mostly referred to as a friend or follower. Skooma Request skooma from the three caravan leaders: Ri'saad, Ma'dran, and Ahkari. (5 hour CD) Request skooma and moon sugar from the skooma dealer encounter. (5 hour CD) Talking to Atahbah while carrying moon sugar can lead to sex. (5 hour CD) Dark Brotherhood Adds dialogue options to a majority of the Dark Brotherhood quest line. Can use sex to kill contracts after certain point in quest line. Dialogue with Astrid will unlock sex kills. Or you can enable in the MCM if you miss this. Quests that have been covered: Destroy the Dark Brotherhood, Sanctuary, Mourning Never Comes, Whispers in the Dark, Breaching Security, Recipe for Disaster, Hail Sithis!, Where You Hang Your Enemy's Head, The Dark Brotherhood Forever, Honor Thy Family Thieves Guild Recommend to use Sexlab Solutions, as this mod does not cover the parts that Solutions does. New dialogue options with Delvin and Vex that are available once you officially become a member of the guild. Unlocks practically all the sex options that this mod offers for the Thieves Guild. Quests that have been covered: The Fishing Job, Loud and Clear, Dampened Spirits, Silver Lining, Reparations, Under New Management You can become the Thieves Guild CumDump, which unlock a lot more sex content with the members of the Thieves Guild. Allows for sex scenes in Reparations and Under New Management Allows the Thieves Guild forcegreet option in the MCM to be enabled. Opens up new thievery and sex related jobs for Maven. Currently 5 implemented. Companions (As a member) It is recommend to review this blog post for this portion of the content, due to a majority of it not being tied directly to the in-game quests. Includes sex with most members of the Companions, with new options appearing as you progress through the questline. Companions Member forcegreet that can be enabled in the MCM after completing Take Up Arms. Allows members to force the player into sex. Will end once you join the Circle. Harbinger Party Have an orgy with the members of the Companions. Invite the guys or girls down to your study by talking to Vilkas or Aela. Companions (Non-member) It is recommend to review this blog post for this portion of the content, due to it being entirely new to the Companion questline. Adds new branch to Companions for players who don't want to join. Choose the new dialogue option when first talking to Kodlak asking if he is the leader of the Companions. If you follow through with this to the end of the dialogue chain, you will start up this part of the Companions. However, this will lock you out from joining them proper. Once you've been accepted into this role, you can talk to any member of the Companions, and some of their associates, and offer your services to them. After having sex with the members a certain amount of times (10, 20, 30) and letting 2 days pass between jobs, certain members will have new special jobs for you to complete if you choose to accept. Companions Non-Member forcegeet that can be enabled in the MCM after accepting to serve the Companions. Leads to members forcing the player into sex. Daedric Quests See this blog post for more details on each quest. Daedric Lords and Quests that have been covered: Azura: The Black Star, Clavicus Vile: A Daedra's Best Friend, Hircine: Ill met by Moonlight, Mehrunes Dagon: Pieces of the Past, Mephala: The Whispering Door, Molag Bal: The House of Horrors, Peryite: The Only Cure, Sanguine: A Night to Remember, Vaermina: Waking Nightmare, Malacath: A Cursed Tribe Dogs Can talk to dogs (Meeko, Vigilance, Stray dog, Bran, Sceolang, CuSith, Garmr) and have sex with them. Works when they aren't and are followers, with the exception of Vigilance and Meeko. Mini quest/dialogue chain that starts with Voada in Markarth. Require FFC and FCC dog animations. Can talk to Voada or the dogs again for repeatable sex. Talk to Banning about a job involving Vigilance. Requires that they are both in the same cell, and that Vigilance is not a current follower. Repeatable once a day (20 hours). Mini quest/dialogue chain when you visit Hollyfrost farm and talk to Tulvur. Require FCC and MFC dog animations. Can talk to dogs afterwards to have sex with either of them or both. Can talk to Tulvur to have sex with him and a dog again. Repeatable. Horses Talk to the five stable masters and ask if they have a job available. Unique dialogue for all five, and two scenarios presented (sex and collection). Stable master needs to be in same cell as horse for dialogue option to appear. Quest marker should point to correct horse to talk to, which brings up prompt for sex. Can have sex more than once as long as you haven't returned to stable master. Return to stable master to complete job and receive payment. Can start repeatable once a day (20 hours) job with stable master. Windhelm stable master's wife has unique dialogue after having sex with horse. Doesn't currently lead anywhere. Talk to Vex after having sex with Riften horse. Leads to a FFC horse animation. Anubis and Billy each have one animation that is compatible with this match-up. Talk to the Markarth stable master 48 hours after having sex with his horse. He will have a new dialogue option available that will lead to CCF sex with the player and two horses. Requires that the player has a player owned/ridden horse nearby. Requires CCF horse animations; Billyy's packs should have them. Create "horse treats" at a cooking pot. Activating them when next to player owned horses will entice them to sex. Shadowmere, Frost, Hearthfire horses, and horses that have been bought are supported. New dialogue option with Louis Letrush when you bring Frost to him. Leads to you receiving the horse. Talk to the Windhelm stable master after having sex with his horse to open up the option to have FMC sex with him and the horse. Currently I know of only one suitable animation by Anubs, but hopefully more will come out by animators. Misc Quests "In My Time of Need" Adds dialogue to Saadia suggesting you will help her if she has sex with you. Lets you have sex with her as long as the quest is running. Adds dialogue options to Kematu after agreeing to help him. Persuade option to bypass sex, option to have sex with just Kematu, and option to have sex with everyone present. *New* Shady Potion Seller A new NPC has been added to the Riften Ragged Flaggon. He sells special potions that can be used to engage creatures in sex and kill them. Additional content related to him will be implemented later on. Future Content I want to add more simple dialogue options with NPCs as well as some more larger dialogue chains. I also want to add more bestiality content, as I find that there is not much of that content on LL other than large quest mods. I'm also open to suggestions if you have any. Try to keep them fairly simple one or two liners with NPCs or situations that could result in sex from dialogue. Updating You should be able to just drop in a new version without much issues. Any special instructions or new notes will be included when an update comes out. Due to an issue with previous releases potentially causing quest aliases to empty on load, updating to Version 1.7.4 safely requires that: You should wait 2 in-game days without engaging in any of this mod's dialogues. You should complete any sex acts that you are currently in. You should complete any sex scenes/orgies that you are currently in. You should not have anyone following you through this mod's dialogues. If you have started the Voada dog line of sex, but not completed it yet, you should avoid updating until the Jarl has dialogue for you. You should complete the Thieves Guild Goldenglow Estate quest if it is currently running. Requirements Skyrim SexLab - Sex Animation Framework Fuz Ro D-oh This mod makes use of several unique animations as well as group animations. I suggest using animation packs from creators like Billy, Anubis, Nibbles, Baka, etc. For most of the 3p, 4p, and 5p creature animations that this mod plays you will need to to install Billyy's older creature animations to see them. They are found either in his Creature Pack 1, or in the more recent versions Billyy has separated them out into smaller packs in a separate file. Compatibility SexLab Solutions Patch for Skooma Dealer dialogue, to allow the horse treats to work on player owned horses, and compatibility with TG Reparations quest. The Choice Is Yours Patch for Lod dialogue. There is an in-mod check for The Cutting Room Floor mod. Both that mod and this mod enable the second Whiterun horse. If CRF is not installed, this mod should detect this and enable this mods placement of the horse. Dark Brotherhood for Good Guys should be loaded before (above) this mod. Even/Better Quest Objective log and objective changes have been merged with this mod. Load E/BQO before (above) this mod. Thieves Guild for Good Guys should be loaded before this mod. Conflicts have been resolved and included in this mod aside from the Fishing Job quest. A patch has been released to provide compatibility for the Fishing Job. Thieves Guild Requirements should be loaded before this mod. Conflicts have been resolved and included in this mod. Compatibility patch for Enhanced Skyrim Factions - The Companions Guild (ESF) is included. This just covers a single dialogue conflict. FAQ Q: Sex didn't play. A: Sex not starting could be the result of several different problems, however, in the case of this mod the most likely reason sex has not started is that SexLab failed to find suitable animations to play. If no animations are found, then the actors will stand around for a second and then resume their normal activities. Ensure that you have the necessary animations installed and they are registered in SexLab and show up in SexLab. Try using another mod to play the animations to make sure that they are being loaded properly. Q: I'm not being forcegreeted. A: Forcegreets are packages and a starting dialogue that rely on certain conditions being met in order to play out. Make sure that you are fufilling those conditions, i.e. being in a certain location and distance to the target. Sometimes they may end up broken due to a lag in Skyrim's scripts. You can disable and re-enable those forcegreets where this is possible to restart them. Q: The Whiterun stablemaster has no dialogue for a job. A: Most likely the horse alias needed to show the dialogue has not been filled. There is an option in the MCM to recheck and fill that alias. Q: Can you do X? A: Feel free to make suggestions and I'll note them down. There is no guarantee that I will get to it, but I do keep all suggestions in mind for when I get to making new content. Permissions Do not repost or reupload this mod without my permission. You may post translations of this mod on LL. Please message me if you would like to post a translation elsewhere. Do not include this mod or it's code in any paid or paywall locked content. You may use the included code as long as credit is given and source files are provided. If I am no longer active on the site and can not be reached, then feel free to continue the mod if you would like. You can support me if you want here. Credits KS Hairdos by Kalilies Lamae's Gaze by Pandorable Sexlab by Ashal Changelog V1.7.4 Hotfix Fixed the creature potion script to no longer select incorrect actors to have sex with and kill. Replace the old script with the new one in the download. Works for both LE and SE. V1.7.4 Fixed Farkas Dustman Cairn werewolf dialogue. Removed the say once flag, and location checks. Fixed Escaped Criminal going hostile during sex. Added new dialogue to Ennis asking about dealing with the Giant as well as altered his Solutions dialogue, to inform the player about the option of talking to the Giant. Fixed missing gender checks on Sibbi's dialogue. Maven quest dialogues will remain if the quest fails to start, giving you the chance to attempt to start them again through dialogue. "The Artifact" quest now has Falmer disabled until after talking to the Adventurer. This may or may not apply if this quest is already in progress. Follower support added to certain parts of the mod. Shady Potion Seller added, along with sex/kill potions. V1.7.3 Fixed missing flags on quest alias for third Maven quest. Added sex part to Aela's Animal Extermination radiant quest. V1.7.2 Added MCM option to disable player undressing during scenes Move Adventurer in 5th Maven quest further away. Changes may not be seen unless installing update on a save before this quest was started. V1.7.1 Fixed missing dialogue condition on 2nd Maven quest. V1.7.0 Added 5 new TG CumDump Maven quests. See blog post if you wish to know finer details. Added "In My Time of Need" related dialogues. Added FMC horse dialogue to Windhelm stable master. Updated tag selection for creature 3p/4p. This should allow for proper filtering of FMC, FFC, etc animations. Player now unequips armor during most sex scenes along with everyone else. Added Goldenglow Estate FG troubleshoot option to MCM to try and fix the forcegreet if it stops working. Added additional conditions to TG FG to stop unintended actors from using those dialogues. Other minor grammar issues and bugfixes to quests and code. Submitter Narcolepsy Submitted 02/21/2020 Category Dialog Sex Requires SexLab - Sex Animation Framework, Fuz Ro D-oh, Dawnguard, Hearthfire, Dragonborn Special Edition Compatible Yes  
  2. Porny DarkBrotherhood stuff View File Hey guys Some retextures i did for the Dark Brotherhood, covering the Door (4k), a banner, and the tenets (2k) Previews are compressed ( missing the banner though, didnt get to check it ig yet) and yes I did go a bit offroad with the tenets, kinda goofy style... look it was late and i was uninspired ! anyway looks like the Dark Brotherhood updated a bit their policies and rules ? I might add other dark brotherhood related retex here in the future Enjoy Submitter PyGee333 Submitted 09/18/2023 Category Adult Mods Requires Skyrim LE/SE Regular Edition Compatible Yes  
  3. 20,666 downloads

    Hey guys Some retextures i did for the Dark Brotherhood, covering the Door (4k), a banner, and the tenets (2k) Previews are compressed ( missing the banner though, didnt get to check it ig yet) and yes I did go a bit offroad with the tenets, kinda goofy style... look it was late and i was uninspired ! anyway looks like the Dark Brotherhood updated a bit their policies and rules 😮 I might add other dark brotherhood related retex here in the future Enjoy
  4. View File LK.Dark Brotherhood Ru&Eng ESP CBBE&Sos Light SSE !!!SSE ONLY!!! I spent a lot of time playing for the Dark Brotherhood. And like many players who have played before me, I have experienced different feelings from the appearance of the NPC Brotherhood. Once came the desire to look like a group of assassins). I hope you enjoy my work.Mod - change the appearance of all members of the Dark Brotherhood in the game SSE. The mod has two esp files: ENG & RU. Version of my mod for men's body Sam Light SSE The mod has entered: 1. The appearance of all NPCs: faces, bodies. 2. The resources of the COtR - HQ Characters creation addon for RM race were used for the conversion. 3. Hairstyles KS Hairdos of all NPCs 4. Women's bodies - Caliente's Beautiful Bodies Enhancer -CBBE- (each lady has her own proportions and weight) and skin from fashion COtR-HQ Characters creation addon for RM 5. Men's Bodies- SOS Light 6. Men's skin-Vitruvia-Skin texture overhaul for males for SOS Light ( all men have different degrees of hair loss and weight) 7. Babette is not included in the mod (it will go as a separate children's pack) REQUIREMENTS: 1.SOS Light SSE 2.Skeleton supporting SOS Light SSE and Caliente's Beautiful Bodies Enhancer -CBBE. Thanks and permissions: 1.m4mk203 2.ousnius 3.Kalilies 4.Mandragorasprouts 5.Dragonjoe69 6.Vector Plexus 7.Smurf 8.b3lisario Have a good game! Submitter LadyKora Submitted 03/14/2021 Category Regular Mods Requires 1.SOS Light SSE 2.Skeleton supporting SOS Light SSE and Caliente's Beautiful Bodies Enhancer -CBBE. Regular Edition Compatible No  
  5. View File LK.Cicero Marry Sam Light and sos Light SSE ENG and RU I've wanted to do Cicero for a long time. But I understand that he is a complex and very multi-faceted figure. I hope that this image will appeal to you. During the game, you will see Cicero in three different incarnations. On the road, he has a long hair. As a person who goes to his goal for a long time and does not know at all what the result of his path is. In Falkreath, the hairstyle is a square. Cicero had already achieved what he wanted. But the meeting was not what he expected. As a companion to your main character, Cicero wears a short haircut with an open face. As a person whose life path is defined. What's New in Version 2.0.0 Final Released Just now DELETE THE OLD VERSION OF THE MOD.? I am immensely grateful to alrem without whom Cicero would never have become the husband of your heroine or your hero. He worked on the scripts. Alexander went over Cicero's vanilla voice to make all his lines sound organic! Created a unique and moving response of Cicero in the Temple. Incredibly appropriate and as if pulling the fool out of the depths of madness for one short moment. THANK YOU VERY MUCH!!!! Cicero is a very complex character in his game "stuffing". Digging into its scripts can break the game. Therefore, you should consider a number of points: Use the following mods ( they are optional, but desirable): 1.Hearthfire multiple adoptions SSE 2.My Home is Your Home SSE - Cicero can't be sent to the estates by the Hearth Fires. After the wedding, assign him a residence mod "My home, your home". - Cicero is indifferent to children. But I think it's natural. - Cicero is stripped of his outfit. Therefore, outside of the following, it is exposed. In order not to embarrass yourself (plus all the vanilla brothers), assign him home clothes with the help of any companion management mod. According to your taste. Otherwise, at the wedding, he will flaunt what the mother gave birth to. - DON'T ASSIGN Cicero A house UNTIL AFTER THE WEDDING!" Otherwise, he will not leave the Temple. - Cicero "mamasik" ( mama's boy ?) by default. Having promised to be in your house after the marriage, he will leave...To the Dawnstar Hideout. Closer to the The Night Mother's Truth. - Cicero will earn you a gold piece like any other husband. - Cicero can cook!" (Not a husband, but a treasure) He will be happy to cook you a home-cooked meal. НЕ ПРАВЬТЕ RU ESP мода в программе SSEEdit. Я знаю что она покажет краказябры, но в игре их не будет. Это связано с перегоном есп файла из Се версии на Ле и обратно. В случае вашего вмешательства кракозябры будут в игре, но не отобразятся в SSEEdit. DO NOT EDIT THE RU ESP mod in the SSEEdit program. I know that it will show the cracazabras, but they will not be in the game. This is due to the overtaking of the esp file from the Ce version to the Le and back. In the event of your intervention, the krakozyabry will be in the game, but will not be displayed in SSEEdit. It is better to put the mod archive manually, extracting the necessary esp (Eng or RU version). Features: 1. Without support for the game Skyrim LE. I'm sorry, but I just don't have time to live. And since the Legendary Edition had to be abandoned, all mods will only be for the Special One. 2. The mod is focused on two male replicers to choose from: Sam Light or Sos Light. 3. Cicero ... thump-thump-thump... I stopped being an avid bachelor! 4. The textures and meshes of the Sam Light BODY are completely dependent on the male replicator INSTALLED IN YOUR GAME. 5. Textures for Sos Light are sewn into the mod. Therefore, the archive is heavier. Mandatory requirements: For the Sos Light body: Schlongs Of Skyrim Light SE 1.4 XPMSE If you have a physics replayer installed in your game, then: HDT-SMP For the body Sam Light: Sam Light XPMSE For the body with physics: HDT-SMP For any addition to the main body, you must meet the requirements for these additions. Have a nice game! Version 1.0 What was changed: 1.Appearance. 2.Gold coins have been added to each of Cicero's incarnations. If your hero is strong in pickpocketing and is not afraid to spoil relations with Cicero, he can steal coins on the road and in Falkreath.) After Dawnstar, the money can be taken from Cicero's inventory. 3.Cicero's armor is no longer an outfit. In a duplicate copy, it is in his inventory. 4.The jester's cap does not hide the hair. 5.The attitude of Cicero-follower to your hero: love, marital. 6.Added the possibility of getting married (in development) 7.Cicero has textures that don't conflict with any male body replicator in your game, because they are individually redirected. The same applies to hair, eyes, eyebrows and eyelashes. 8. Cicero in Dawnstar will be naked. If you use the SexLab fashion series (DD line), Cicero will be naked and wear a collar around his neck.Take away the limiter (or any item in his inventory, such as coins) in his inventory and Cicero will immediately put on the armor that you will give him or the game armor of the jester. 9.Cicero has been transferred to a body - SOS Light. Men's skin-Vitruvia-Skin texture overhaul for males for SOS Light 10.Fixed paths from meshes to textures. The "autonomy" of Cicero's skin is restored. 11.To my regret, the texture of the body and the texture of the head are joined by 97%. This gives a barely noticeable seam on the back of the follower. 12.Cicero's "male Pride" is the same color as the body))). 13.His body with physics. !Mandatory requirements! Schlongs Of Skyrim Light SE 1.4 HDT-SMP XPMS My mod contains resources from other authors. I AM VERY GRATEFUL TO THE AUTHORS FOR THEIR WORK AND THE PERMISSION GRANTED TO ME TO USE THEIR WORK! PERMISSION The author of the hairstyle - Kalilies From the author COR MAIN - CBBE SE Rel 2.2.2 mod (there is permission personally from Trixter/m4mk203 (Creator of the Cor race) The author skin Mandragorasprouts The authors body: Dragonjoe69 Smurf b3lisario Vector KouLeifoh This mod was made by me and for another male replicator - SAM Ligh by KouLeifoh. If you want, you can download it. !Have a nice game! Submitter LadyKora Submitted 03/14/2021 Category Regular Mods Requires Schlongs Of Skyrim Light SE 1.4 HDT-SMP XPMS Regular Edition Compatible No  
  6. My Followers Pack 4 - Standalone Followers - SE View File This mod has been officially released. I hope you enjoy this fourth merged pack. Thank you for all the support! I hope you're all staying safe ❤️ Read Adasha's story here. Read Iliss' story here. Read Juliet's story here. Read Miane's story here. Read Vivi's story here. >> Check the outfits list here << Followers: Adasha, Iliss, Juliet, Miane and Vivi. Level: 10 and will level up with the player. Marriageable: Yes. Adasha and Miane carry two scimitars, Juliet carries a steel dagger, Iliss carries two daedric daggers and Vivi carries the Dawnbreaker. They wear the following clothes/armor: Adasha & Miane → Redguard outfit. Iliss → Dark Brotherhood armor. Juliet → Jarl outfit. Vivi → Psijic robes. I've personally tested this mod in both LE and SE versions. Both work fine on my end. If you find any problem/bug, please report it to me (screenshots may be of help). Adasha - The Sea Squall, Dawnstar. Iliss - Outside Dark Brotherhood Sanctuary, Falkreath. Juliet - Blue Palace, Solitude. Miane - Outside Jarl's Longhouse, Falkreath. Vivi - The Bee and Barb, Riften. A skeleton that supports the body physics (SE or LE). HDT-SMP (SE) / HDT (LE). Body - Bodyslide Studio/3BA - SE / LE Skin - Leyenda Skin - SE / LE Brows - Enhanced Brows - SE / LE Eyes - The Eyes of Beauty - SE / LE Hair - KS Hairdo's - SE / LE ENB - Rudy ENB - SE / LE Submitter Anuketh Submitted 02/03/2021 Category Adult Mods Requires Read description Regular Edition Compatible Yes
  7. Since starting to mod skyrim I have been quite inspired by the likes or Srende's Devious Regulations and the accompanying addon by Black714 so I started planning mods. I'm no modder but mechanics and dialogue is my thing and i've come up with 3 mods sort of under the same umbrella, it's only called Devious Dark Brotherhood though because it was the one closest to completion, if this one gets somewhere and it's even remotely popular i'll finish the other 2. The basic premise if to make something like Devious Regulations but faction specific and to ultimately add more unique toys to Skyrim. So what does it do? It interweaves the story of the Dark Brotherhood with Devious Devices, basically piggybacking a repeatable gameplay cycle with a new toy. Idea is free for anyone to pick up, most of it would be creatively free for the modder, message me if you're interested and want a much deeper look at the whole plan before you pick it up, don't want to spoil too much.
  8. Version 1.01

    6,621 downloads

    This mod has been officially released. I hope you enjoy this fourth merged pack. Thank you for all the support! I hope you're all staying safe ❤️ Read Adasha's story here. Read Iliss' story here. Read Juliet's story here. Read Miane's story here. Read Vivi's story here. >> Check the outfits list here << SPECIAL EDITION AVAILABLE HERE Followers: Adasha, Iliss, Juliet, Miane and Vivi. Level: 10 and will level up with the player. Marriageable: Yes. Adasha and Miane carry two scimitars, Juliet carries a steel dagger, Iliss carries two daedric daggers and Vivi carries the Dawnbreaker. They wear the following clothes/armor: Adasha & Miane → Redguard outfit. Iliss → Dark Brotherhood armor. Juliet → Jarl outfit. Vivi → Psijic robes. I've personally tested this mod in both LE and SE versions. Both work fine on my end. If you find any problem/bug, please report it to me (screenshots may be of help). Adasha - The Sea Squall, Dawnstar. Iliss - Outside Dark Brotherhood Sanctuary, Falkreath. Juliet - Blue Palace, Solitude. Miane - Outside Jarl's Longhouse, Falkreath. Vivi - The Bee and Barb, Riften. A skeleton that supports the body physics (SE or LE). HDT-SMP (SE) / HDT (LE). Body - Bodyslide Studio/3BA - SE / LE Skin - Leyenda Skin - SE / LE Brows - Enhanced Brows - SE / LE Eyes - The Eyes of Beauty - SE / LE Hair - KS Hairdo's - SE / LE ENB - Rudy ENB - SE / LE
  9. Version 1.0

    180 downloads

    So there I was, talking to Arentino Aventus as a level one orphan who had just aged out of the Riften orphanage. "Kill Grelod!" he said. And I agreed because, as with anyone who has had to suffer under her "kind" care, I had always wanted to do just that. So I did. And soon after, I was abducted by a lady from the Dark Brotherhood who invited me to join their little family of assassins. As I talked to the other members and was given some assignments, I realized that something just...wasn't...right. It didn't take long to figure out what that thing was. I'm an orphan, barely an adult, who has killed exactly one person. I can't sneak worth a damn. I've never faced real combat. There is no way an organization like this would hire someone like me to do this kind of work. Mod Description This mod seeks to make sure the player can actually do assassin-like things before being sent on assassin jobs. For now, that means that Nazir won't give you any assignments until your sneak has reached 35 (which seems too high, now that I type it. Might change that.) Soon there will be kill requirements and...I don't know, whatever else we can think of that would be fitting for the context. Let me know your ideas!
  10. Another side story from Skyrim. This one takes place after Breaching Security and before To Kill An Empire, when Astrid plots to rid herself of an up-and-coming member of The Dark Brotherhood. This was originally a bunch of imgur screencaps, but I experimented with turning it into a comic. First one so apologies for some imperfections. I sort of taught myself as I went along.
  11. As the Gourmet, I was given the best suite at the best Hotel in Skyrim. When I arrived at the reception, a pretty young woman was waiting for me. She was specially hired for the week I was staying in Skyrim. Her name was Chihako, from Daggerfall. We did all the paperwork in a few minutes while we talked a little. It turned out that she was a big fan of mine. After that, Chihako asked me to follow her to my bedroom. When we arrived, she was enthusiast. She had personally decorated the room for me. That was a nice surprise. After I left my bagpack inside the room, she asked me to go to the spa in 10 minutes. A massage wouldn't be so bad after the time I spent on the road, so I agreed. 10 minutes later, I was at the spa. I was relaxing in the bathing area when I saw Chihako. Before I could greet her, she untied her robes and showed off the sexiest bikini I've ever seen. My mind went blank. She was a beautiful goddess and I was thinking naughty things. My eyes wouldn't look away off her body. Chihako knelt before me and pulled out a sun cream. She was gazing at my eyes and I was mesmerized. At that moment, when the sun cream came out and filled her whole body with it, I knew there was no turn back. She didn't resist me. And I began to pound her with the hard cock that Chihako was wanting so bad to take. She rode my dick, up and down, squeezing it to the limit. I pulled off her hair and impaled her quick and hard. All her body was trembling with pleasure. I filled all her body with my cum and it ended up mixed with the sun cream. From that day on, I had sex with Chihako. Even brought some friends. She liked it rough. I made her wear a red collar and treated her like a dog. She always begged me to spill my jizz all over her face and I did so. Gods, the time we spent together... Sadly my visit to Skyrim will be over soon. NAME: Spa Of Love STATUS: Finished. RATING: NSFW. PLOT: In a modern time, Balagog gro-Nolob had to visit Skyrim as a special guest. And as a special guest he will be treated.
  12. In my brotherhood there are many types of murderers. They all keep something in common: stealth. Some prefer spells and enchantments, others prefer costumes, others prefer a stealthy dagger, others, poison, and there are rarely any like me. We use charm and eloquence to get what we want from them. Someone hired me to kill Lurbuk the bard in Morthal. Apparently the guy, in addition to ugly, sang badly and drove away the clientele of the inn. I don't judge whoever hired me, I would have done the same. In the middle of the night I slipped into the bard's room. I leaned over his bed and began unbuttoning his pants. The orc had a deep sleep, but no dream could avoid the pleasure of having his member in my mouth. Although my method is not the cleanest, it is the most effective. When you leave them dry is when they are weaker. At least I granted him a pleasant death. For reasons beyond my understanding, I was selected to carry out a mission of extreme delicacy. I had to contact a client in a Nordic ruins. Astrid seemed very serious about it. I guess this time I will have to skip the fun and be strictly professional. The client was very well dressed. Too elegant for the site he had chosen for the contract. Normally, the nobles who hire me do not try so hard to hide their intentions and they summon me at their homes. This contract was a new challenge. I expected no less from a noble. The goal was difficult, but the reward seemed quite succulent. Despite Astrid's orders, I couldn't help but wish for such a powerful man inside me. He placed me in extremely erotic positions, and finally, he made his escort join the party. I had never felt so desired (and full). He told me that if I completed the quest at the end of the week, he would fill me with jewels and celebrate my victory with an orgy in his mansion. Well, you can imagine the end...
  13. Name: Melissa Albius Birthday: 17th of Last Seed, 4E 183 Gender: Female Birthsign: The Serpent Major Skills: "Speech", Sneak, Alchemy, Lockpicking, Illusion, Archery Appearance: Personality: Melissa is known to be a very pretty woman on the outside with an alluring charm to her. However, Melissa is as dangerous as she is beautiful as she is associated with a secretive assassin guild who kills without question as only the gold matters. Melissa uses her womanly charm and seduction to get whatever she wants, most notably to get an assassination contract done with. Melissa’s charisma, beauty and pretty looks greatly helps in making things easy for her. However, should her womanly charms fail, then Melissa can fall back to her skill with a bow as well as deadly force to get the job done. She is willing to dirty her hands in the name of the Dark Brotherhood as well as put gold in her coffers. Melissa cares little for who she kills, not asking any questions with the exception on how to best to go on about on the job. She has killed for personal reasons in the past before. (Grelod the Kind) Melissa has a soft spot for children and she'll regularly make stops to the Honorfall Orphanage. As for other soft spots, she's encouraged Svana Far-Shield to be more assertive and to stand up for herself and not take any shit from any rowdy men at Haelga's Bunk Housel. As for the Marks of Dibella, she tells Svana to just leave Healga alone and let the woman have fun. As the new Listener of the Dark Brotherhood, she'll make it very clear to her former orphanage mate, Aventus Aretino that you must be willing to get your hands dirty with blood, and that no target is innocent. Despite having the Night Mother in her head, she kinda takes after Nazir. Just get the damn contracts done. Although she more prefers to be out in the field rather than managing the internal affairs of the Dark Brotherhood once the Dawnstar Sanctuary is the new home of the Dark Brotherhood. Speaking of which, torture does not produce much of anything and having screams echo in the air of your own home is not fun. Aventus, we've been through some things together at Grelod's orphanage. But are you sure you want to dedicate the rest of your life to the Dark Brotherhood? Bio (before 17th of Last Seed, 201 4E: On the 17th of Last Seed, 4E 183, Melissa was born in Skyrim, hailing from The Rift to two Imperial parents. From a very young age, Melissa's parents were killed in an accident, causing Melissa to be orphaned. However, she would be taken to the so called Honorfall Orphanage where she would experience the kindness of one Grelod The Kind. Literally Yep. If someone asked Melissa Albius what growing up at Honorfall was like, she'd sarcastically tell you its a great place to grow up. But seriously, its a horrible place. The only kind person was a woman named Constance who was the headmistress' assistant. Anyways the long years would come and go and eventually near the end of her release as she was nearing eighteen, she became acquainted with Aventus Aretino for a very short time. Of course, it wasn't a very good day at the Honorfall Orphanage when that kid, Aventus managed to escape. Still, her own release when she became eighteen was nearing and despite the horrors of the real world just on the horizon, Melissa would be relieved to see her release happen. Eventually weeks pass and Melissa Albius is now an adult. Eighteen years old. Released from Honorfall Orphanage with just 50 gold to her name. Although Melissa is glad she doesn't have to live under that hag, Grelod, she wonders, what to do in this cruel world? Apparently Ulfric Stormcloak shouted the High King of Skyrim apart and starts a literal war with the Imperial Legion but not that she cares about the Legion or the Rebellion. All that matters is find a job and putting money into her pocket. Prior to the afternoon, Melissa applied to serve tables at the Bee and Barb although Keerava suggested that Melissa put on a skimpy tavern wench outfit and well serve customers their other needs. Melissa knew what that meant but stuck to serving tables. Although she made a couple hundred for the day in total which was barely enough for a three day stay at the inn. Throughout the evening and night, Melissa was groped and harrassed by several rowdy patrons and some patrons even asked for sex outright as Melissa continued to wait on tables. On the day of the 18th of Last Seed, Melissa contemplated on various happenings, including her stay as a barmaid. Well she wasn't sure how much adventurers made taking up bounties on bandits but she had a feeling that if one didn't want to risk life and limb, perhaps selling her body was a more lucrative but indecent alternative. And so, on the evening of the 18th of Last Seed, Melissa returned the Bee and Barb and took Keerava's offer of working as a prostitute at her Inn. Of course there were two catches: 1. There were other prostitutes working so there was competition 2: Keerava and any other Innkeepers will take an 80% cut of whatever each working girl earns. Their establishment and all. Melissa had several things going for her. One is her uncanny natural charm, and two, her beautiful face, long legs, big butt and alluring hourglass figure. These elements won Meliisa many clients and at the end of the night which was at two at night, Melissa had gotten TWELVE clients on her first day working as a prostitute. Not bad. And even after Keerava got her eighty percent cut, Melissa had over six hundred septims in her pocket. Still a tough night as things got rough several times. These customers outright stated that they wanted to "take Melissa somewhere hidden and fuck her raw while she begged for mercy". Eventually Melissa would stay in the Bee and Barb for a week or two, getting popular enough that people that Melissa would do home deliveries. Even as the war between the Stormcloak Rebellion and the Imperial Legion raged on, Melissa was sent on her fourth day as a working girl to head on over the the Imperial Camp located in Ivarstead and well... service the camp with another co-worker of hers. Even the co-worker proposed some sort of bet, something about being the first one to get together with a soldier and Melissa won that. Eventually three weeks passed and Melissa decided to take a break for a while. With the funds, she procured a package of adventuring gear as well as some potions, plus she had a knack for mixing ingredients in a pot together before she paid for a carriage to head for Windhelm. She wanted to check in on Aventus Aretino, see how the young boy was doing. Prior to his escape from Honorfall Orphanage, Melissa was privy to the young master's plans of summoning some Dark Brotherhood to kill Grelod the Kind. Didn't happen yet as soon as she was released from the orphanage. After arriving in Windhelm, she saw a scene of a Nord harassing some Dark Elf woman. Something about contributing to the Stormcloak cause, Imperial spies and freeloading. Well, as an Imperial, it was best she get done with her business. As the Dark Elf woman said, the war wasn't her fight. She needed to check in on Aventus Aretino. Upon arriving, well for the house of a noble clan, the lock was surprisingly easy to pick, Melissa wondered what that... effigy was. She picked up a book after Aretino explained that no one had answered his call, she read through the book thoroughly. "Sweet Mother, sweet Mother, send your child unto me, for the sins of the unworthy must be baptized in blood and fear." Aretino and Melissa part ways before the girl makes her way over to Riften. Creating a makeshift cowl to hide her face, she enters Honorfall Orphanage only to see the front hall empty. Okay, everything's good, with Grelod making her speech and all. Time to put the plan into motion. Melissa quietly drew her bow and before long, she let loose an arrow from a darkened corner from the room as Grelod was stuck deep in the throat, causing the old hag to clutch her throat as she choked on her own blood. Melissa then quietly made her exit out of that place and quickly escaped as it seemed nobody was on to her. She took a carriage back to Windhelm to report on Grelod the Kind's death to Aventus. Two days later, Melissa awoke in some dark cabin, only for an assassin from the Dark brotherhood. She was captured, told she had stolen a kill from the Dark Brotherhood. Melissa: "Yeah, Grelod did have it coming. I grew up in the orphanage you know. My friend was growing impatient and I felt that when he went through all the trouble of forming that effigy and chanting those words, I felt that Grelod needed to die," the Imperial said to Astrid. Regardless, Melissa was told to kill one of these three people. She looked over and did some investigating, being persuasive about which person would have said contract on them. Of course she killed Vasha first. Well, she could understand why the "defiler of daughters" would have a hit on them. Probably multiple clients numbering in the hundreds. And that woman... boy did she have a mouth on her. And that mercenary, well for a guy called "Fultheim the fearless" he was quite scared. Regardless, Melissa felled all three captives. When questioned by Astrid, Melissa responded "You kidnapped those three people. One of them was going to squeal and both of us would be in trouble. Big trouble." said Melissa Anyways, Astrid offers Melissa a spot in the Dark Brotherhood and Melissa accepts. Astrid knows about Melissa's day job and states that the Dark Brotherhood is a diverse group of killers with a varied skillset. Someone specializing in honey traps. And perhaps having someone on the outside gathering information would be great to have as well. And so, Melissa makes her way to the Falkreath Sanctuary, beginning her new life as a Dark Brotherhood assassin. Even as a Dark Brotherhood Assassin, she'll regularly work at Inns, making herself useful as a prostitute. After all, patrons, especially drunk just spit out stuff they aren't supposed to and if it relates to rumors of a Black Sacrament, Melissa will glady report this to the Dark Brotherhood and take up these contracts herself. Even as a secretive Dark Brotherhood assassin, her outside life as a prostitute is very helpful to get close and in bed with one of the targets and then... knife in the throat. ------- Ending Notes If there is anyhing you want to ask or anything that needs to be added, please say so in the comments. Also I stream Skyrim with loverslab mod: https://piczel.tv/watch/Rixina09
  14. Nude Prostitute Outfit Dark Brotherhood (worn out in the wilderness or in the Sanctuary) Feel free to ask any questions pertaining to the character of Melissa Albius
  15. Skyrim Character - Female Imperial - Melissa Albius This is my Skyrim female Imperial, Melissa Albius. Melissa was born in Skyrim, hailing from The Rift to two Imperial parents. From a very young age, Melissa's parents were killed in an accident, causing Melissa to be orphaned. However, she would be taken to the so called Honorfall Orphanage where she would experience the kindness of one Grelod The Kind. Literally Yep. If someone asked Melissa Albius what growing up at Honorfall was like, she'd sarcastically tell you its a great place to grow up. But seriously, its a horrible place. The only kind person was a woman named Constance who was the headmistress' assistant. Anyways the long years would come and go and eventually near the end of her release as she was nearing eighteen, she became acquainted with Aventus Aretino for a very short time. Of course, it wasn't a very good day at the Honorfall Orphanage when that kid, Aventus managed to escape. Still, her own release when she became eighteen was nearing and despite the horrors of the real world just on the horizon, Melissa would be relieved to see her release happen. Eventually weeks pass and Melissa Albius is now an adult. Eighteen years old. Released from Honorfall Orphanage with just 50 gold to her name. Although Melissa is glad she doesn't have to live under that hag, Grelod, she wonders, what to do in this cruel world? Apparently Ulfric Stormcloak shouted the High King of Skyrim apart and starts a literal war with the Imperial Legion but not that she cares about the Legion or the Rebellion. All that matters is find a job and putting money into her pocket. Maybe when she earns enough money doing waitress jobs at the Bee and Barb she can take a carriage to Windhelm and visit Aventus Aretino to see how that Dark Brotherhood summoning is going.... Pictures of Melissa Gameplay stuff Modlist Ending Notes If there is anything else you want to know or ask, let me know in the comments.
  16. Hi! It's me, Runa! I'm going to catch you up. I am the Listener of the Dark Brotherhood, and we've gone through a lot lately (it was lately for Skyrim, but five years ago for me). I was kidnapped and forced into a role I don't know that I was suited for, Astrid betrayed us and got killed. We killed the Emperor of Cyrodiil and really kicked a beehive when we did. My mom helped for a while, but she finally decided she'd go finish off Alduin and Harkon. At this point in my story, she just hopped on Odahviing's back and flew to Skuldafn to get to Sovngarde. I had been recruiting and training a new generation of assassins. The old guards Babette and Nazir lived through the fire. Veezara and Gabriella either died or disappeared in it, as well as Astrid. We rescued Arnbjorn, though I think he's taking a sabbatical to think on his life choices. My mom (Destana) was off being a hero. Cicero, I allowed to live after her bit of craziness and had become a useful ally. I recruited Vala Amatius - descendant of Lucien Lachance, a pair of Khajiit twins M'jarra and J'zakar, Undil the Warlock, Azuk the Orc and Arisa. And two old members - Stabby and Averna had come back from work abroad to bolster us. We also had a few low-level initiates who preferred not to share their identities with anyone so they could lead double lives - still being members of society and members of the Brotherhood. The Sanctuary got attacked by the Morag Tong, and bounty hunters had been periodically attacking us in the holds. Wondering what we should do next, I approached the Night Mother. "The child of Lachance shows promise. Take her on another mission. Visit the frightened salesman in Solitude. Thus begins another contract," she said. Not so helpful in the protecting us department. So I traveled to Solitude with Cicero, Averna and Vala. She was particularly nervous about being here, as this is where she was wanted. We found the man, named Percius Crito. "You the salesman?" "Are you from the brotherhood?" "Yes." "You have to help me!" I was starting to think this black sacrament thing was a way to get me to find more random quests. I folded my arms. "Someone is trying to kill me. I think he's a vampire," Percius said. "So you want us to counter-kill him? Okay, where is he?" I asked. "I have no idea! He's been following me for the past several months as I've traveled Skyrim! I lost him in Falkreath. Paid a guard to slip me out of the city." "Did you happen to notice where he was staying in Falkreath?" Vala asked. "No." Not helpful. I replied, "Okay, we'll do it. I'll let you know when he's dead." We walked out the gates and passed through Dragon Bridge, getting another job from the Corrupt Agent. Then about a mile down the road, I turned to Vala. "So we heading down to Falkreath and hunting vampires?" She asked. "I have a job for you. I'm going to take these guys to kill the vampires. I need you to recruit more." "C'mon! I know they're dangerous, but I want to learn. You guys are all pros. Averna is an invisible murder goddess. Cicero is a crazy magic and dagger queen. You - the Listener - I've seen cleave more people in half with a greatsword than most the guards in Skyrim, and only fifteen! If they're anything like Babette, they'll be easy!" "First of all, I told you I was 15 in confidence. Second, if they're anything like Babette you don't stand a chance," I said, "Look, this is important. You'll have your time to shine. As you may have noticed, most the people in the sanctuary are not exactly personable. You are a pretty noble who knows how to talk with people." "Am I just a pretty face?" "No. But we do need you to do this," I said, "There's a position the Night Mother wanted for you. You're to be the Silencer." "Well, sounds important," Vala said, "I will carry out your wishes. Go with Sithis." The three of us got in my new sailboat and sailed on the river down to Falkreath (though we had to cross land a couple times). But we came up with nothing. While I was here, took a stroll down to the Falkreath Sanctuary, for nostalgia's sake, and found somebody had 100% refurbished it. The orphan Alexstraza had returned to living there. "Uh... hi. Who did this?" I asked. "Oh, Listener! I wasn't sure if you were coming back. It was a group of vampires calling themselves the Crimson Scars. They've been wearing brotherhood robes and armor, like they're pretending to be you. When they all left for a job, I came back in." "We've been in the Dawnstar Sanctuary. I thought you died in the fire! Though I barely knew you," I said, "Why don't you come back with me?" "Of course. I'd love to," Alex replied, "It's hard being an orphan and stealing from Falkreath. Someday I want to be an assassin like you guys." I nodded, "Alright." We sailed and rode back to the Dawnstar sanctuary, and I slept. In the morning, I talked to Nazir. "Runa, I need to talk to you," he said. "Crazy. I was about to say that." "Okay, you first," he said. "Ever heard of the Crimson Scars?" I asked. "Hmm... it was a splinter group of the Dark Brotherhood made entirely of vampires. But that was hundreds of years ago, and in Cyrodiil," he said, "They tried to take over, but they were killed." "Well, there's apparently a new group here using that same moniker." "That is indeed troubling news, Listener. That make what I have to say all the more dire," Nazir said, "We have a visitor. Come with me to the torture chamber." "Who?" I asked as he led me over. "A member of the Morag Tong. I've been torturing him for hours, and he's ready to reveal all his secrets." I turned the corner and, in deed he was a dunmer, dressed in Morag Tong clothes. But he looked completely unscathed and was just standing there in the middle of the room. "He... looks fine," I raised an eyebrow. "Oh, I used paralytic poison. He couldn't leave if we wanted to," Nazir said. "Alright. I didn't think you were allowed to operate in Skyrim," I said to him. "If the situation calls for it, we are allowed. You killing the Emperor is an example," he said. "Do you have writs of execution?" I asked. "I do. The Great Houses are nervous about your resurgence. This is the first time they've had a common goal in a long time," he said. "Well, that is obviously the answer to who could afford this. The answer: all of Morrowind's richest people," I mused. "The Dark Brotherhood must be destroyed," he continued, then he struggled, starting to get feeling back in one of his hands. Nazir drew his scimitar and slashed him across the neck, "Before you got here, he told me two of his allies were in a cave near Winterhold on the border to Morrowind. We are growing stronger, but we can't fight a war on two fronts." "Yeah, that seems like a bad idea," I said. "Maybe Undil has an idea. He's pretty clever," Nazir said. I walked over to the warlock in the common room and showed him the writ of assassination. "Got any ideas?" Undil scratched his chin, "We can use this information to send the scars and the Tong after each other. We just need to doctor this a little bit. I'll need Babette's help with a copy of the ink and I can make it look perfect." "Just make sure they attack the Falkreath Sanctuary," I said, "And I have another idea." I walked into the common bunkroom. J'zakar was talking to himself, "Oh Mjoll, you are so beautiful. What's that? You hate the thieves guild? Well, so does J'zakar." "Hey, I need you guys to go to Solitude. Go get Percius Crito." "Oh, a contract?" M'jirra asked. "A client. Bring him here, unharmed. Stir up some rumors about taking him to the fortress on the border with Morrowind." "Yes, Listener," M'jirra replied. I took Cicero, Averna and Arine along this time, and used the sailboat on the sea of ghosts to head to the fortress. We were attacked by a Black Dragon on the way. Too bad my mom wasn't here. The soul energy just dispersed harmlessly. When we got there, it was a huge, dark and empty space. The two Morag Tong members were talking, holding torches. "Who are you?" "I'm Runa, the Listener of the Dark Brotherhood, and these are some of my assassins," I said. "Are you the descendant of Lachance, by any chance?" He asked. "No, I'm just the one who trained her to kill you," I said. "You found her? Then this wasn't for nothing? Sithis really didn't abandon us?" He asked. "Who are you?" I asked him back "I'm Banus Alor." "You're the guy I saw in my vision. The double soul guy," I said. "It doesn't matter though. The Brotherhood is a poison. And now I can get rid of it once and for all," Banus said. "How could such a tiny force eliminate the Dark Brotherhood? I don't know if you've heard, but we've grown significantly," I replied. "The Morag Tong was weak as well. But the great houses brought us back. I won't lie, a small part of me was happy you were back. That you all hadn't been wiped out. I was even impressed that you killed the Emperor. But I say again, at the heart of the Brotherhood is a poison greed. You won't stop until all of Tamriel bows to Sithis. The Tong doesn't kill unless it is necessary for the good of Morrowind." "Everyone we've killed since I took over had benefitted others. Except maybe the Emperor - that remains to be seen. But like the man himself said to my assassin - such things are a force of change, the killing of emperors," I said. "Your high and mighty drivel makes me sick," Banus said, "I was going to let you go. I was going to go home and tell the Great Houses that I had killed you all. You don't kill for good. You kill for the sake of death, to create chaos! My soul is as black as night, but it's better than you!" He drew his weapons, "Have you ever face off against someone who has an extra soul in their body? It makes one... powerful." He dropped his torch and skirted into the darkness. The other man got taken down quickly by Cicero and Averna. "Arrgh!" Banus shouted, and I heard the sound of him collapsing. "Good work, Arine," I said. I held the torch up as I approached. I continued, "The Night Mother's necromancer was the one who put two souls into this body. And she had the necromancer pull back on those strings. This might've been a hard fight if not for her help. Load these bodies in the boat. There're more phases to this plan." We returned to the sanctuary, and the khajiit twins were just tossing an unconscious body on the deck at the top of the stairs. His head was covered in a bag. "Ah, gods. What are you doing?" I asked. "Percius, as you requested," M'jarra asked. "Maybe handle him with a bit more care," I said, helping him up and removing the wrist bindings. Nazir said, "These two draugr-brains over there decided it would be a good idea to give a client enough Skooma to calm him down enough to kidnap him." "We didn't think he'd have a full-on hallucination," M'jarra said. "Ehhh... that might've been my fault," J'zakar said, "I didn't like the way he kept rubbing my tail, so I might have given him more." "Brother, you are an idiot," M'jarra said. "Yeah, well, you're getting fat, sister," J'zakar said. They hissed and swiped their claws at each other. "Whoa..." Percius said, "Where am I?" I pulled he bag off his head. "That's better. What's going on?" He looked over to me, "You! I was paying you to protect me, not drug and kidnap me! ANd I'm pretty sure one of them tried to eat me!" "Oh calm down," J'zakar said. "But he did have tentacles coming out of his eyes. Might've been the skooma. Anyway, maybe I should've just let the vampires kill me!" "Ok, okay. This was necessary to make it look like you were kidnapped," I said through my teeth, "Though maybe a little too realistic." Conveniently, next to the top of the stairs was the alchemy garden, which Babette was tending. "Babette." "Yes, Listener?" "You have a poison that will simulate death, don't you?" I asked. "Part of my special stock, yes," she dug through a pack nearby, and handed me a blade, and a bottle, "This blade will put them to sleep. The antidote will wake them up. Don't leave them 'dead' for too long or it may be permenant." "Perfect," I said, then I shouted "Family meeting!" Everybody assembled in the common room. "Incase anybody hasn't heard, the Morag Tong wants us dead. We killed their first wave and they sent more. They'll most likely send more assassins. The other situation, is a group called the Crimson Scars, who bear the Dark Brotherhood cloth, want this man dead. Percius Crito. We've crafted a ploy - we're going to have Percius Crito play dead so the scars believe they've done their job. Then the Tong will come in and kill the Scars, thinking they've killed us. And they'll stop sending damned assassin groups here." "Play... dead?" Percius asked, timidly. Undil added, "And these dead bodies you provided, I can make two of you look like these Morag Tong so you can, you know... grease the wheels, make sure everything goes to plan." "Oh I love dress up," I said, "And, these guys who attacked us before, you can use their images on a couple more right? So we have a large fighting force if the Crimson Scars end up being tough?" "Sure thing," Undil said, "Here's the forged writ." "Hot damn you did that fast," I smiled. "Nazir, I've seen you do some pretty evil things in the past, but this is downright dark," Averna smiled. "Yeah, well. New blood comes with new opportunities. I'm getting old. Don't expect I have many more of these kinds of jobs under my belt," he said. Undil cast the spell on me, Averna, Cicero, J'zakar and M'jarra, with Persius in his true form. We traveled back to the fortress in the sailboat, and wouldn't you know, our anonymous rumors worked out. There were signs of people who'd recently entered the fortress. We walked in, looking like the Morag Tong. "Crito! I have finally caught up with you. I've enjoyed this merry little chase you've taken me on across Skyrim, but now it is time for it to end," he said. A vampire wearing brotherhood robes. Jackpot. "You've been a naughty boy, selling materials used to make weapons to those vampire hunters in the south east," he continued, still lurking in the shadows, "Who are your friends?" "I hired them... to protect me. They're assassins, from the Morag Tong!" Persius said timidly. "You fool, you have no chance!" The vampire lunged at one of us. But, there were five of us. C'mon man. Hearing the commotion, booted feet charged into the room from an adjoining room. I pricked Persius in the interim. "Who are you guys?" One of them shouted. "Hey! It's Persius Crito! Our target!" Another one said. "We're the godsdamn Morag Tong, here to wreck up your shit!" I yelled. "Brother, I haven't eaten in days. They look like they'd make a nice snack," the other said. They attacked and we killed several of them before they realized they weren't making any progress. "Wait!" One of them yelled, "Persius is dead!" "We're not gonna win this, let's get out of here and report mission complete to Wulf!" one of them shouted. And they ran. It seemed like it was going somewhat according to plan. All we had to do now was wait for the Tong to attack Falkreath and wipe out the Crimson Scars. Vala approached me in the hall. It'd been a long day. "Hey, Runa. People seem pretty happy. Wanna know what I did?" Vala asked. "What's that?" I sat down on my bed. "I recruited six new initiates!" She exclaimed. "Damn. Good job. You work fast," I said. "Yeah, you were right, I have a knack for this." "I think I'll go see the NM before bed. Old desiccated ladies help me sleep," I joked. "Spluh. Well, mind if I stand with you?" She asked. "Sure," I said. We approached, and I could feel her presence. The Night Mother said, "Vala Amatius, Silencer." Vala's eyes lit up, "Wh...wha...." "You can hear her?" I asked. "I think... so." Cicero, who'd been standing off to the side, gave us a serious narrow gaze. She broke her broom over her knee and walked into the adjoining chamber. The Night Mother continued, "Meet your ancestor." A ghost appeared on the steps, a man in a hooded robe. "Lucien Lachance. In life, you have served the Brotherhood with a passion that we had never before seen. That passion has not diminished in death. You wish to return to the realm of the living, do you not? This woman is your blood." Lucien nodded to Vala, "Come child. Let me tell you my story." As they walked away, the Night Mother spoke to me, "Having the Scars and Morag Tong kill each other was devious and genius. I commend you. There is but one more great task I have for you. Keep in mind..." I'd never heard her pause before. "This is not a command. Merely a suggestion. The necromancer, I have asked him to travel to the Winterhold Sanctuary. Take Vala and Lucien to that cave and offer them a choice of having Lachance bound to Vala. Additionally, we must fill up our sanctuaries again. Appoint leaders for each Sanctuary, and the two Speakers. Assign each Speaker to a Sanctuary." "It will be done," I said. I slept the night and got Vala in the morning. I said to her, "Gather everyone at the Winterhold Sanctuary." Then I gave her directions. I walked up to Nazir, "Nazir. I hereby promote you to leader of the Dawnstar Sanctuary." He nodded, "That's great! Getting too old to go out on missions myself." I turned to Babette, who was sitting at the table, "Babette, you will be the leader of the Winterhold Sanctuary." "I am honored, Listener," she replied. "Honestly, I would appoint somebody to Markarth, but the damn entrance is sealed shut. We need to take care of that at some point. Also, after the Falkreath Sanctuary is cleaned out of vampire guts maybe we can take it back. They refurbished it for us!" I laughed, "Vala is going to continue to fill the sanctuaries. You guys can pick who goes to each initially kickball style, or just have them pick." "Where will you operate out of?" Babette asked. "I dunno. I have been thinking I want to check on our old hideout in Bruma, if things get settled here. And since apparently Vala can hear the NM you guys can get your sanctioned missions from her. I imagine once I get back I'll travel between the sanctuaries. Perhaps, carrying correspondence as well. I do have the fastest horse in Tamriel!" I smiled, "Let's go to Winterhold." When we got there, everyone was gathered and I led them into the ritual chamber. Except Stabby. Ah damn, oh well. Lucien and the necromancer were already standing behind the altar. Vala and I approached. I explained to her the situation. "This sounds a little strange... having another soul in my body. But if it is for the good of the organization, then of course I'll do it. I'll have a lifetime of assassination experience in my brain to pull from," Vala laid down on the altar. The necromancer started to concentrate, "This will take a moment." "Hmm... I was speaking with Banus earlier. Out of curiosity, what exactly is going to happen?" "Lucien's soul will be bound to the body of Vala," he replied, matter-of-factly, "Their blood will connect them and give them strength beyond any mortal. They will be unstoppable." "Are there drawbacks? Banus seemed... on edge." "Want to know the truth?" The necromancer-lich asked. "Of course." "Over time, Lucien's soul will overpower hers. Her soul will be gone." "Gone like, to an afterlife?" "No. Gone like swallowed. Like nonexistent. Part of Lucien, forever." I blinked, "Stop the ritual!" "Are you sure?" The necromancer smiled. "Stop the damned ritual!" I put my hand on my sword. The necromancer chuckled in a deep, foreboding tone, "I like you, Listener. It has been quite long since anyone had the gall to threaten me. Very well." Vala opened her eyes as the necromancer stopped his ritual, "What happened?" "I stopped it." She sat up, "Why? I want to do this! I'll be able to help the Brotherhood more than I ever could!" "I know. But I just learned you'd cease to be you anymore." "Oh. Well I guess no one mentioned that part," she said. "Sorry Lachance," I said. "I understand, Listener. I respect your decision." "But hey, if you wanted to take her under your wing, that'd be great," I said. About that time there was a crash, and a bunch of people stormed in. Vampires. The man at the lead said, "You must be the Listener. I'm Wulf. Imagine our surprise when we were attacked by Morag Tong. They were much... weaker than expected. We killed them all, of course, but we lost a lot of good people. And now it is time to turn the Brotherhood into nothing but a memory, one that tainted Tamriel. It is the time of the Scars now, Sithis' true children." "You made us bleed and we made you bleed. Today, it ends," I said solemnly. We engaged, their small force against the strength of the Brotherhood. When the first of them fell, Wulf roared and transformed! "He's a Vampire Lord!" I shouted, familiar with the breed. I knew what they could do from watching my mom. I decided I would do something heroic. "You're just a filthy bat!" I shouted, and ran out the back, leaving the Brotherhood and the Scars to fight. I had no doubt my boys would prevail, even through he summoned a Gargoyle on his way out. As I anticipated, Wulf followed me. We were in the grand empty hall of the Winterhold Sanctuary now. I wasn't exactly sure what I was doing, and had no plan to kill this guy. But I was pretty sure if the whole brotherhood piled on him we would win. I just needed to buy them some time for them to win the battle. "Listener!" It was Stabby, coming in through the entrance. "Sorry I'm late to the party!" "No need for apologies! Help me keep this guy busy," I said. We were both pure melee, so we took turns flanking him and chugging potions, but he was DAMNed powerful. After several minutes, we were running out of steam. He charged a blood storm and blasted Stabby, knocking him unconscious. "Damn it," I muttered as he turned to me. "Give up and face death," Wulf said. "I will never... give up..." He charged a blood storm and advanced, blasting me. My life was draining away. My vision blurred and I heard a distant roar. "What... is that?" "Get out of my way, beef roast!" The creature shouted in a deep tone, charging in on all fours. "Arnbjorn! Thank whatever divines sent you here!" I shouted. He leapt over me, then swiped Wulf, throwing him up against a wall. Then he pounced, slashing at Wulf's chest. Wulf transformed into bats and reappeared across the room. Wulf dropped to the ground and the two slashed at each other, going blow for blow. Wulf and Arnbjorn grappled each other's hands, their strength matched. "You know where your form is worse than mine?" Arnbjorn asked. "What are you saying, dog? You've barely put a scratch on me!" Then he snapped at Wulf's face. Wulf leaned his head back, and Arnbjorn struck. He latched his teeth on Wulf's throat, cutting holes through the Vampire Lord's throat. He staggered back, sputtering. But he wasn't done. Arnbjorn stepped forward and grabbed Wulf's torso and legs, ripping him in half, bottom from top. Wulf collapsed, returning to his natural state. Arnbjorn calmed, and turned back into his shoeless, human form. Before I could say anything, he said, "I never got to thank you for saving me. First from the Jester, then from the fire. I feel like this pays you back a little." "Gods, thank you. Arnbjorn, where have you been? Are you coming back?" He shook his head, "Maybe someday. I think I still need to be on my own for a while." I sighed, "Well, okay then." "Say hi to your mom for me," Arnbjorn said, "Later, hamhock." I walked back downstairs to find the Crimson Scars vanquished and my people standing over a corpse... Vala turned to me, "They got M'jirra." "Could we... do the binding ritual on her?" Azuk asked. "No," Undil said, "But you could bind M'jirra to my body." "No, it only works on blood relatives," the necromancer replied. "That makes sense," Undil replied, "J'zakar. We will find a way to fix this." Vala said, "Okay everyone, stop staring. Give him time to grieve. Let's go home." I pulled her aside with Babette, Nazir and Averna in the ritual chamber. "How did you kill that beast?" Nazir asked. "I had a little help from another beast." "Could it be?" Babette asked. "Yeah, he said he'd come back someday, but not today," I replied. I replied, "Hey, I wanna talk to you guys." "What is it, Listener?" Vala asked. "I know I haven't actually been in charge for a long time. Though it feels like years," I started, "Vala, you've been doing a very good job. I took a look at this Sanctuary before I came down, and it's full of both experienced and new assassins." "Thank you," Vala replied. "I want you to take my place for a little while. Not in charge. Lean on Nazir, Babette and Averna for that. And Averna, you can be in charge of the Markarth Sanctuary. Take some initiates to excavate the damn entrance. Vala, you keep recruiting and dispense the jobs from NM." "What are you going to do?" Averna asked. "I'm going to go check on our Bruma contacts. A lot of weird crap is coming out of these things, and it would be beneficial for us to restart our contracts outside Skyrim. With Astrid dead and Stabby back here, our big, high paying jobs from outside Skyrim have effectively stopped. Maybe I'll set up a cell there," I explained. "How long?" Vala asked. "I expect to be back in a few months," I replied, "Tell me, did the Morag Tong have at least one member still alive?" "No. But! Those were all the remaining members of the Tong. Remember, they were disbanded and were reformed to kill us. And we can spread rumors that the Brotherhood was wiped out with the Crimson Scars' deaths," Nazir replied. "Okay, perfect. I guess I'll be off then. Oh yeah," I took out 10,000 gold and handed Nazir the rest of what I was carrying: 40,000 gold, "Add this to the treasury. I don't need to be carrying a small moon made of gold at all times." "Thanks, Listener," Nazir said. I traveled to Windhelm, and approached the Jarl's throne. "Greetings," Torleif said. "Morning," I said, it still being late morning, "I was just seeing if my mom was here." "Ah! Runa, right? Sorry, I feel like we've barely talked to each other, "Ulfric replied, "She hasn't been here in a while. And Fenrir is out on... some adventure." "You seem bored," I said. "The damn waiting is the worst," he replied, "Want me to give her a message if I see her?" "Sure, sir. Just tell her I went to Bruma. I should be back in a few months," I replied. "Well, I hope she comes back," Ulfric said, "Baalgruf told me she captured a dragon in Whiterun and forced him to take her to Sovngarde to kill Alduin. And she just killed the Vampire King and helped Serana take his place." "Wow, really?" "Yeah. You know, your mother is something else. Kinda glad she's forcing me to marry her," Ulfric chuckled. I laughed back, "But don't think it'll slow her down. Hard to live up to her example." "True. You really want to impress her?" Ulfric asked. "What do you suggest, if I did?" "Learn a shout. I suggest Unrelenting Force. It took me ten years to master all three parts. You're a Nord, it's in our blood. And you're smart and strong, I imagine you could learn 'FUS' without too much work," Ulfric said. I scratched my chin, "That's a good idea. Thanks." I walked out of there, and decided I would take in a lunch at Candlehearth Hall. As I was walking, looking at all the improvements to Windhelm, I looked over to Aventus' home that arched over the side-road from the Palace. And there was a man there, locking the door. "Wait," I said to myself, walking over to him, "Is that you? Aventus?" The man was tall, a little thin, with long black hair and dark eyes. "Hello? Who are you?" He asked. "It's Runa!" I replied. Then I hugged him. "Wow! It's been years!" He said, "I don't get a lot of pretty girls coming up and talking to me out of the blue. Didn't expect this. I like your hair." "Thanks," I smirked at the pretty comment. "Listen, what are you up to in Windhelm?" He asked. "I was going to have lunch at Candlehearth and head south to Bruma." "Really?" He asked, "That's perfect!" "Why's that?" I asked. "Well," he said, a little proud of himself, "I decided I would put my family's fortune to some use and start trading a bit. And maybe I thought I would set up more orphanages if I can hack it." I smiled, "Well, do you need a bodyguard?" He looked at the greatsword on my back, "You any good with that thing?" "Pretty good," I said. "Well, want to guard my weak butt for a little while?" He asked. "Sure. And, uh, if you can provide food and pay for lodging when we get there, I don't need gold for it," I said, knowing I would not need the money. "Wow! Consider yourself hired," Aventus took my hand and shook it, "But, no, I insist. Let me pay you. 100 gold." "Nope, don't need it." "Two hundred," he said. "Please, no. Also, you couldn't afford me if you did pay me." "I can keep going up. Five hundred," Aventus said. "Okay, okay, you can pay me!" I yelled. "Perfect," he said, "Let me start with your food by buying you a meal at Candlehearth. I'd feed you from my own house, but I'm already packed up." "When do we leave?" "First thing in the morning," he said. "Yes, I will allow you to buy me lunch," I replied, taking his hand. And that, as they say, is the end of my story in Skyrim for now. We had a nice meal, I slept at the Inn, and I had some new equipment commissioned: a heavier greatsword, and some heavier armor. I decided I was going to take Azuk's advice and give this a try. I picked it up in the morning, then we traveled south for the border.
  17. Hey, it's Runa. My mom is asking me about what I've been doing. We're in the hall of the Companions, feasting, and they all want to hear what I have to say too. So I'm going to talk as I write it down. I'm the Listener, and I did a lot before I went to Cyrodiil. Last time I told my story, I'd just recruited Vala Amatius after she murdered a couple guys with no escape plan. I appointed Babette and Nazir to be the new Speakers. I spoke with the Night Mother and she told me my next contract, just a random Corrupt Penitus Oculatus agent. I decided I could easily do it by myself and went and killed the Laborer he wanted dead (waiting until dark to do so). I came back to the Sanctuary and got another contract from NM, and decided it was time to help Averna out with her job. I took Cicero along because she looked pretty bored of cleaning the Night Mother's folds. We followed Averna's lead to an ice cave, where we killed a few randos and picked up a book in daedric. "I recognize the first few words. Seven souls, seven virgins. Guess that's what we need," she said, "Here, I have black soul gems." "You're pretty nonchalant about killing people who aren't contracted or don't deserve it," I said, "I'm a virgin, would you kill me?" "Well, no. You're the Listener. Just... take the soul gems," Averna said. "I'll take them, but, no promises. You might be following me for a while to get these," I said, "I don't think the kind of people that need killing are usually virgins. And I don't get what sets that apart as a different type of soul. But ok." We fought a band of goblins on the way out, which Cicero grabbed a goblin staff (giggling the whole time). Then I grabbed another mission from NM and took Undil. Averna and Cicero came too. "Where we going?" Undil asked, probably humoring me. "Windhelm." "We going to kill the Emperor?" He chuckled. When we got to Candlehearth Hall, we talked to an Argonian named Dreekius, "Took you long enough." "Not a perfect process," I replied. "I need you to save my brother, Dreynos." "Not our usual kind of job." "I realize it's a strange request for you people. But you're my last hope," Dreekius said, "He's been captured by the Thalmor. They have a secret prison west of here, near the border to Morrowind." And, just a break in my story, at this point in the Hall of the Companions, my mother was yelling, "FIVE THALMOR PRISONS! DO I HEAR SIX?!" "How long have the two of you been in the Skooma business?" Undil asked. I forgot, he has some kind of annoying mind-reading ability. But now it was proving useful. "How did you... Nearly 20 years. Since we were twelve," Dreekius replied. "Your brother... is a Dunmer?" Undil asked. "How do you know this? You're right. He's a dunmer. We were adopted by a kind Imperial woman after we lost our parents many years ago." "I have been known to be able to acquire information... whether I like it or not," Undil replied, "Speaking of which, I can see a secret entrance to the prison." "Alright, lets go," I said to the group. We made our way to the site, and Undil uncovered an ice cave, complete with trolls, that lead into a back entry to the prison. "I just realized I left my pet sabercat in Markarth," Undil muttered. "We're not alone, Listener," Cicero whispered. Averna went invisible as he approached. "Four guards, three prisoners," Undil said. I was starting to feel like I wasn't adding much to this crew. They were all deadly and skilled. When a guard patrolled this way, Averna jumped out and split his head open with her dagger, "There. We should be good for a little bit." I snagged a key off the guard. Then we strolled over to Dreynos' cell. Undil nodded to him, "Afternoon." "Thank the gods, you're not a Thalmor," Draynos said, "It's been a long time since I've seen a friendly mer." "Dreekius sent us," I said. "I can't leave just yet," Draynos said, "What my brother didn't tell you, probably because he didn't know, is the reason I got caught. The woman I love is here." Cicero was dancing at the moment, but I paid no attention. "I found out which prison she was in and got caught," Draynos continued. My mom was yelling, "BUT THERE ARE SO MANY, IT SEEMS IMPOSSIBLE TO FIGURE OUT!" Stop interrupting! "We cannot save her," Undil said, back in the story, "We cannot allow her to live. Your brother requested we leave no witnesses to your whereabouts." "You can't! Not if I kill you first!" He put up his fists. "Wait wait wait," I said, "Nobody needs to kill anybody. We don't need to kill your lady. I'm making an executive decision here." "I never would've expected such mercy from the Brotherhood," Dreynos said. "Yeah, we're full of surprises," I said. "Thank you, all of you." I opened the cell, then we walked over to her, and opened the other cell, letting the Dunmer woman out. We went out the way we came, and back to Dreekius. "There you are! My brother's saviors! What of the other matter?" "We killed the only guard we saw. But another prisoner, your brother requested we not kill her. I'm not in the business of killing for no reason," I explained. "I understand. I'm thankful you were able to get my brother out." I disbanded my little group and did another couple dead drops (the anonymous jobs that paid quite well). The last of which brought me into the Riften Sewers. I went a little bit deeper, not into the ghost part my mom had already cleared out, but a tunnel I'd never heard of, and I found myself face to face with Chaurus and Snow Elves! Not like the statue, not like the Falmer. Mutated, but beautiful. I backed out of there after killing only a couple of them. My next contact from the Night Mother: Isobel Richton. I took a group to see her, this time with the Khajit twins, Averna and Cicero. "What do you need?" I asked. "Oh, thank the gods. I'd almost lost hope that you would come." "The brotherhood will always answer a contract," I replied. "Anyway, it's my husband, Camos. He kidnapped my children. Please! They must be so scared. I need you to rescue them and kill Camos' guards and convince him to come home. If you don't, I'm afraid he will try again. Only kill him if you have to," she explained. "It will be done," I replied. We traveled to a camp at the very northern tip of Skyrim, west of Dawnstar. I strolled up, trying to avoid bloodshed, but the guards attacked me without so much as a warning. My retinue made short work of them without me even having to unsheathe my sword. "Who are you?" Camos asked. "Your wife is worried about your children." "She's not my wife. These aren't her kids. These are my kids. About six years ago she kidnapped them from me. I'm taking them back," he said, "Wait, are you with the Brotherhood?" "How did you-" "I've been praying for you for a while now," he said. I took a look at his shabby clothes and said, "I was told you were a noble." "I am a noble. I'm dressed like this as to not attract attention," he explained, "But if you are from the brotherhood I can pay you to fulfill my contract, and kill that crazy woman." About this time, Isobel showed up. "Please, honey. Come home," she said. "You're crazy. I don't know you," Camos said back. "Mommy!" One of the boys ran to her. M'jarra (one of the Khajit twins with me) said, "They call her mommy, why would they run to her if she wasn't their mom?" J'zakar said, "Weren't you listening? The only thing that matches up between them is these small children haven't seen the man for six years. They would know her as mom. J'zakar thinks something smells funny here." M'jarra said, "Camos, tell us the truth." Isobel said, "Yes, Camos. Tell us the truth about your injury." "What injury? I'm not lying! Lady, I have no idea who you are!" Camos said. "Camos, dear. The truth is my husband was injured during the Great War. His injury has gone deep, and it makes him forget. Sometimes he's back in the war, and sometimes he's here," Isobel said, "I got my children out of that house a long time ago, with your permission." "By Ruptga, you lie. I didn't fight in the war. My wife did, but she died giving birth to Kotaro here. You stole them. I spent my entire fortune tracking you down." "You know what? I don't think we should be getting mixed up in people's family business. I don't know who's telling the truth. So, nobody dies," I said, "C'mon guys. You two work it out amongst yourselves." Then I started walking away. When I got back to the Sanctuary, I slept for the night. I got up and Vala was milling about in the common bunkroom next to my master suite. "Everything alright?" I asked. "I was hoping to be gone before you got back last night," Vala replied. "Why would you want to leave? It's such a nice place to live. Plenty of nice old nordic stone. It's not much, but if you like dank..." "You're not funny," Vala said. "You could've been gone if you wanted to, easily. But you stayed." "I don't know why. There is something here. So am I prisoner here, because I can't show my face anywhere?" Again, I realized she didn't know how bounties worked in the holds. Then again, Solitude may send bounty hunters after her. "You're not a prisoner. A guest. A permanent guest," I said, "I'm willing to bet the guards weren't your first kill. Your eyes were cold after that kill, your face stone. You were alright with doing it. The NM says you have a killer instinct." "How did you...?" "I'm the Listener. I pay attention reeeeal good," I smirked. She sighed, "It was a long time ago. My dad died in the war. My mom's mental state was shattered. My uncle stepped in and took on my father's role, but his experiences in the war changed him. He drank. He... did things to my mother. I ran away, stupidly. When I came back, weeks later, my mom was dead. In that moment, something came over me. I snapped his neck." "Your family has a long history of violence. The Dark Brotherhood has been searching for you for a long time," I said. "What are you getting at?" "20 years before the Oblivion crisis, a man named Lucien Lachance was Listener for the Brotherhood in Solitude. He collapsed after a job. A women healed him, and he spent the night with her. Amatius was her family line. Your ancestor." "So my great-great and so on grandmother was-" "A legendary assassin," I finished, "You're capable of great things." "I don't buy it. You're a great organization. Feared throughout Tamriel. By the eight you killed the Emperor." "Nine." "What's a rich girl from Solitude going to do? Unless... there are so few of you in this Sanctuary. You're a dying organization, aren't you?" "We're as effective as we need to be. Didn't need an army to kill the Emperor," I said. "Maybe not. But maybe now you need more. Okay. I want to help. I want to learn," Vala said. We went to the Night Mother. She did some show with summoning Alisanna Dupre, an old Listener, to give the initiates a ghostly lecture on the Five Tenets. Nazir muttered to me as we were watching, "Listener, please, I can accept Cicero being back here, but could you do something about the dancing? God, I do hate jesters." I chuckled, "Nazir, take the twins on their second mission." We went back to the NM, and she sent Vala (now in DB armor) and I to contact a corrupt priest in Markarth. I gave Nazir and Babette instructions from the Night Mother on yet more contracts to distribute. To Markarth, I brought along Cicero (after she was done cleaning up the night mother) and Stabby this time. It was about time to continue going down his list of contracts. "There's so much stabbing potential!" He exclaimed. We went to the mine first, and I immediately knew it was a good idea to have this retinue. When I took down the guard (acting alone) a posse of bounty hunters charged in behind us. "We're here for Vala Amatius, for crimes against Solitude, and the Listener! Surrender and submit to trial!" The boss shouted. "Sorry, not going to happen," I said. It was a rather epic battle, as they used the same paralyze spells the Jail Master had. I'd only met the man once, but I knew it well. But we had enough that we took them out. When they fell, their armor unbound and they were naked. Curiously, all of them carried a lot of gold and a LOT of delicious cooked food. We took a break and ate a bit, then we worked our way in, killing bandits. I freed slaves as I went. When we reached the boss, I sneak attacked him with my greatsword, and the rest took care of him. Just like the last of Stabby's targets, his death summoned a Dragon Priest. We had another hard battle, but piling on an enemy just works. "This can't be a coincidence. Let me look at the contracts again," Stabby rubbed his chin, "By the nine! These are all from the came client! Name... eesbarn? Esbern? Do you know anybody by that name?" "Esbern, having us kill dragon priests? Yeah, that sounds like somebody I know," I replied. Obviously, the blade in the kimono. "We have three more. I know who they are, but I don't know where they are. I need to talk to Nazir. He knows a lot about these sorts of things," Stabby said. We traveled to Markarth again. It was, unsurprisingly, under attack again. It was at that time I was thinking the Forsworn (or at least the splinter group that is continuously attacking Markarth) has some kind of huge mammoth farm hidden in the mountains. A guard asked us if we wanted to join, and no, I do not. We went to the contract: Hroldar Farseer. "You must be the Dark Brother... Sister.... the assassins?" "You must be the priest. What do you need?" I asked. "Right... nearly every day for the past six months, along my walks out of the city, I come across Reachmen. Always beaten within an inch of their lives. I take time and heal them." "Odd, for a priest of Talos," I said. "Perhaps, but they are fellow men. Even if we do not share a religion and culture, it is my duty to help those in need. Anyway, the violence is escalating," Hroldar explained. "That must be why they keep throwing raid parties against the gates here. Hatreds that cover many generations," I mused. I may have contributed a little by doing that job and planting that forsworn axe a while back. But it was honestly embers on a raging inferno. It was still wrong, though. "First it was one or two men a week. Now, six. Last week, I found two dead. In one of their hands I found a piece of cloth from a Markarth guards' uniform. I believe the city guards are targeting Reachmen. And of course, no one is willing to do anything. So the job is this: take these guard uniforms. INfiltrate the guard and kill two of their number. Do it outside the city, and make it look like it was other guards." "Okay, more killing to try and stop the rivalry between the factions. I guess I'll play to what few skills I have and do this. Stabby and Cicero," I said. They looked at me. "Why don't you guys wait at the SIlver-Blood Inn," I said, "I'll take Vala. She needs the training." "SIlly Forsworn, think they're scary. I'll show them scary," Cicero muttered. "No prob, Listener," Stabby said, "So, Cicero, want to get a drink with me? I heard you like stabbin!" "Oh, yes yes! Cicero loves the stabbing! It's my favorite!" She giggled, and they took off. I'm sure my eyes had this broken, 'What have I started now?' look. Vala and I slipped in the uniforms and headed to the guard tower. It was just about muster time for a group of patrols, conveniently. As we walked in, they were lined up and we got in the back. The captain said, "All right. Security needs to be tight today. Keep your eyes peeled. Dismissed." Most of them were picking up their shields and whatnot, in no hurry to get to their posts and relieve the watches, when one of them said to the two of us, "Hey, you two still haven't upgraded your old guard uniforms?" I looked down, not having thought about the fact the guards now had a gold-and-green upgraded uniform. Though, here and there a guard would have a coat or helmet from the old style. The priest had given Vala and I an entire set of old guard armor. I growled. "Nostalgia, I guess," I said. "Hey, aren't you a little short to be a Markarth guard?" The man said as he strapped his shield to his arm. I thought fast, "I mean, I'm a new recruit. My dad was a guard back in the day. He wore this armor. Sentimental value." As the rest of the guards had already walked out, I smiled at him, "Hey, want to show me where the new armor issue is? I'm probably due for an upgrade." "It's all the way across the city," he smiled back, "C'mon newbie, I've got an extra set." He walked over to his bunk and tossed me a neatly kept set of armor and a helm that covered my face with a coif. I changed into it behind a divider. Before he could say anything else, I grabbed Vala and walked out of there. "Well, he was nice," she said. I was blushing under the helmet. He was nice. I decided I would not kill him. I would follow guards for a while and pick one out who was somewhere between disgusting and corrupt. The attack was over, and we walked past a few giant mammoth corpses. We slipped into an overhang and waited for a while. Two guards stopped by the river. I watched them for a while, but when one of them started talking about his kids, I decided I didn't have the heart for that one. "What are we waiting for?" Vala asked. "The right moment," I replied. We waited there for a while I think my bleeding heart was getting more apparent the longer we waited. She pursed her lips, "Out of curiosity, Listener, how old are you?" "How old are you?" I asked back. "I asked first. I'm 24." "Fifteen," I said flatly. "Really?" "Don't be so surprised. How old were you when you killed the first time?" "I think... eleven," Vala replied, "It's just, you're so young." "What's that supposed to mean?" I asked, "You think I'm not doing a good job? That I'm not capable because I'm still technically a child?" I paused, then I said, "Do you think that my mother shouldn't have let me be swallowed up by this organization in which I have no idea what I'm doing? I mean... honestly, if the Night Mother thinks I'm fit to be her Listener... I wonder if this organization deserves to die out." "Well, no. I was thinking you seem like you really know where you're going in life. If you've made it this far by fifteen, just think where you'll be when you're thirty." "I dunno," I smiled a little, "Probably dead." "Well that's not a very positive way to look at it," Vala said. "I used to be positive. But I realized when I got into this, I have an impossible standard to live up to - my mother is the Dragonborn. I'm just stumbling around in the dark," I sighed. "I'm sure it's not all that bad. I've heard a lot of stories about the Dragonborn, but you know what - she's not a member of the best organization in Skyrim. The Dark Brotherhood!" "Actually, she is," I said flatly, "She just has the whole 'saving the world' to take care of right now. Call it a sabbatical." "Well, she may have helped, but you're the one who rebuilt this organization." "Still rebuilding. Also, she was the one who killed the Emperor," I said, then I noted two guards across the river. "What are those two doing?" I asked. "Uhh... looks like they're dragging around a Forsworn woman. She looks like one of the captives from the raid earlier," Vala replied. "Okay. Our moment," I took out my greatsword and dove into the river, using stealth like my mom taught me. When I surfaced, the guards - one on each side - were wrestling with her. One held her body, the other her legs as she swung and kicked at them. "What's that?" The one holding her body asked, and I plunged my greatsword through the other's back, lifting him up off the ground. Damn, I am getting strong. About time to upgrade to a heavier sword. "What are you~" The guard continued, but Vala grabbed his face from behind and slit his throat, and the woman dropped to the ground. He sputtered, gurgling loudly. I pulled out my greatsword from the first guard and beheaded the second guard. Can't make noise if you're decapitated. They both collapsed, rolling into the river. The forsworn woman, covered in blood, terrified, ran off into the wilderness. "Okay!" I shouted, "You're welcome!" "Nobody saw us, did they?" Vala asked. "Nah. I was looking around. We're safe. Now back to the guard station," I said. We went back to the tower and I put on my best distraught face. "Sir! There was a fight between two guards by the river! They're killing each other!" "Fighting?" The captain asked, "Why?" "They mentioned something about a woman coming between them!" I said, acting distraught. "No! Unacceptable! You two!" He pointed to a couple men off duty, "Go check by the river!" "You two," he pointed at us, "Wash up, get out of that bloody armor." "Yes, sir," I replied. I walked back over to the bunk of the man who'd lent me the armor and wiped it off as best I could, then I switched back into the old guard armor and we went back to the temple. For some reason, I kept the helmet. Carved into the back of the noseguard were the letters, 'H.K.' Curious. Hroldar was tending to the Talos statue, "I've already heard the news. They're going to have a full investigation of guard activities of corruption. Here's your payment, plus a bonus. Expertly done. Maybe this will make a difference in stopping the feuding for a while." We collected Cicero and Stabby, and I didn't ask questions about what they'd been doing. When we got back to the Sanctuary it was night again, and about time to sleep. We came in through the secret entrance, and BAM! The sounds of summoning and teleportation. "We're under attack!" Nazir drew his scimitars. Babette, Averna and the twins rushed down the stairs to aid us, Undil shooting magic from the next chamber. We took them down, but not without some wounds. I imagine they were expecting a much smaller retinue, since there were only four and we had nearly a dozen including all the anonymous Initiates. "What the hell was that?" Stabby exclaimed. "It was the godsdamned Morag Tong!" Nazir stabbed a scimitar into one of their necks. "But we're not in Morrowind. The Morag Tong have no jurisdiction here," Averna said back. "One would need a lot of money to convince these assassins to come all the way out here," Stabby said. "I bet it's those damned Bruma contracts! You killed someone really wealthy and powerful, and now their friends are coming after us," Averna growled. "I thought these contracts were for various individuals. But it seems they're all part of the same cult," Stabby scratched his chin, finally sheathing his daggers, but then pulling them out. Probably his 'thinking stabbers.' "Stabby, you better get your shit together," Averna poked him in the chest, "Find out who these people are before there's another attack! I went over to Dawnstar today to get some food and the guards are interrogating everyone, trying to find Brotherhood members. They know who we are because of this. We need to teach these pompous skeevers not to mess with the Dark Brotherhood!" "You're absolutely right," Stabby said. "Don't you tell me I'm right!" Averna yelled, "Oh wait, you think I'm right?" "Listener, I'm going to stab some information out of people. Meet me under the arch of Solitude, tomorrow night," Stabby said, then he walked out the back entrance, daggers still out. Cicero may have looked a little dejected, but she walked upstairs and was working on the Night Mother as I approached. "Good work on all fronts, Listener," her voice boomed in my head, "The blood of Lachance has passion. Do you believe that passion can be controlled?" "Definitely," I said back. "I have another mission to help train her. Talk to the Lonely Shopkeeper in Whiterun. So begins another contract," she said. I immediately hit the hay. In the morning, Vala, Averna, Cicero and I headed to Whiterun. It was definitely dangerous to go alone now. And when we crossed the bridge going into Whiterun, a Bounty Hunter group called out to us. "Halt. Vala Amatius, Averna, Runa Fair-Shield - you are under arrest for crimes against Skyrim. Technically, also, crimes against the Empire. But we're not here for that." "So Cicero can go free?" She chuckled, dancing a little, "Perhaps Cicero will go to Jorrvaskr and dance for the Companions!" I ignored it and said, "So how much is the bounty now?" "Ten thousand septims, to be paid by Solitude," he replied. "I can pay that... but," I took out my greatsword. "That's my kind of leader!" Averna went invisible. She stabbed one of his men in the back, but he turned and fought back. These guys were for real. They tried to use the paralyze strategy on us again, but to no avail. Amusingly, the guards did not pitch in either way. I guess they figured this was a little above their paygrade. When we finished cleaning up, we again found a boatload of cash and food items, and this time a fair bit of equipment I figured I would sift through later. We cruised over to the shopkeeper's house, and found it was marked 'Olava the Feeble,' the fortune teller. When I knocked on the door, a Redguard man let us in that I'd never seen before. I knew Olava was getting old, I guess she died? And this man bought the house, Coyle Aldwyr. "Are you the contact?" I asked. "You must be the people I prayed for," he replied, "I'm not sure I can do this... I'm beginning to have second thoughts." "Please, it's okay," Vala said, "Tell us what we can do to help you." "Well," he blinked, sitting down, "There's a witch in Whiterun. She put a curse on my family. I know... she's been eyeing us since we moved here. I just wanted to make a new life for us after moving from Hammerfell. But over the past year, every member of my family has ended up dead. All... natural causes. No disease, no poison, no obvious murder. Just, dead." "How do you know it was her?" Vala asked. "The other night, I was visiting my son's grave. And I saw his spirit. She was doing something to it. I'm not a fighter. I can't do anything to her on my own, especially a powerful witch," he continued, "On occasion, she goes to a tomb outside Whiterun and keeps notes there. But I know she shows up to the Hall of the Dead here at around 2 am, every night." "Find the notes, kill her, and free your family? Easy enough," Vala said. "If it were easy, I wouldn't have contacted you people," Coyle said, angrily, then he said, "I'm sorry. I'm just frustrated. I have one more request after that, if that's okay." "Go on," I said. "After you've killed her and freed them. Kill me too. I can't go on," he said. "We will do this," I said. We traveled to the crypt he'd marked on my map, killed a few draugr, and snagged her notes. Easy. Then we returned to Whiterun and got a meal at the Bannered Mare, wasting time until nightfall. When it was almost time, we went over to the Hall of the Dead and lied in wait for a few hours. The witched showed, and didn't even try to act like a normal person just hanging out in a crypt in the middle of the night. She straight-up just started firing spells. So we slapped her down. The actual job wasn't too hard. When we got back to Coyle, he was sitting at that same table. He hadn't had any intention of sleeping tonight. "Is it done?" "Yes," I said, and laid the notes on the table, "She hadn't done any harm to them, yet. We can carry out your request, if you like." "Thank you, now I can go to Sovngarde, rather than be stuck here in perpetual limbo," Coyle said. I walked up behind him and stabbed him through the chest. We locked up the building, and went back to the Mare, sharing a midnight meal. "Listener," Vala said, "I have an idea for another recruit." "Who?" "A Bosmer that I've been friends with since childhood. She works at the Solitude docks." "That doesn't exactly sound like the best fit." "You'd have to meet her." "Alright, I'll humor you," I said. We slept at the Inn. She went and kidnapped her friend, and I got Nazir to line up one target in the Abandoned Shack (short notice). I wore the Markarth Guard's helmet and Vala wore her Shrouded Hood and we stepped inside. "What..? Where am I?" "Arine Mosshollow, we brought you here to test your killing skills," Vala said as she unhooded and unbound Arine, "The person behind you is a Dark Brotherhood contract. Kill him." "Vala, is that you?" Arine asked. Oh bollocks. "Dammit," Vala said, "I was trying to scare you. How'd you know it was me?" "Like I wouldn't recognize my best friend's eyes and voice," Arine replied. She stood, "What is going on? The Solitude guards say you're wanted for murder. That you killed three of them?" "Do you remember Dawnstar?" "That was ten years ago. That thief was trying to take more than just our money. That was just self defense," Arine replied. "Maybe. But what you did to his body certainly wasn't," Vala replied, "Remember the second thief who got away? And what else did we do?" Arine turned to me, "Who is this?" I pulled off the helm. "Don't worry. She's a close friend," Vala said, "What else did we do?" "We performed the Black Sacrament. Over and over. After a week, we stopped," Arine replied, "The Dark Brotherhood is a myth." "We're no myth," Vala said, "We heard your prayers. We found the second thief." About that time the man in the back started coming to, "What is going on here? What is this on my head? Where am I?" "I don't know if I can do what you asked," Arine said in a small voice. "Of course you can," Vala encouraged. Arine pulled off the hood. "You! You killed my partner all those years ago. I swear I'll kill you!" The man said. Even though his hands were tied, he lunged at her. Arine drew her dagger and stabbed him in the head. Gurgling, he fell backwards, dead. Arine dropped her dagger and ran. "I'll go after her," Vala sighed. I made my way over to the arch of Solitude alone. I set up a small camp and took a nap until later that night. Then, I found a small boat and rowed across the water, finding Stabby standing with a man, just like he said he would do. "Listener! How the hell are ya? I made a friend." "Friend?" The man said. He was definitely drunk. Stabby handed him another bottle of something, "Tell her what you told me." "Ahh, Argonian Black Rum. Good stuff, makes everyone happy," the man downed the bottle in only a couple gulps, "Well this guy was asking who put a bounty on the Dark Brotherhood. I told him what I tell everyone. If you want to know who's behind something, follow the money. Who was hurt by your lot killing the Emperor? The Metal Barons. The Silver-Bloods and the Gold-Loves. The Gold-Loves own the East Empire Company and the Cyrodiil Mage's Guild. The Silver-Bloods control the silver trade and Cidhna Mine. The Empire wasn't going to renew their deal with these families, so they paid to have him killed!" "I would buy the Gold-Loves having a member on the Elder Council, who is who really contracted for the death of the Emperor, but the SIlver-Bloods?" I shook my head. Stabby pulled out his daggers and immediately stabbed the guy, killing him. I blinked, "You didn't have to kill him! Tiber Septim's ghost! He was still giving us information." Stabby continued to wail on him as he talked, "Honestly, I think the Gold-Loves might have had something to do with it. I agree on your assessment of the SB clan." "Yeah, who would you have us kill me kill? Thongvar? Try again," I said. I went back to the Sanctuary. It was morning when I got there. I approached the NM again. "Our family grows, every day. Once this sanctaury is full, we will have to fill the others," she said, "Find the Wayward Alchemist in Winterhold. So begins a new contract." "Business is booming," Nazir said as I passed, "Will theer ever be a time when the people of Skyrim don't need our services? I think not." "Vala," I said at the bunk room, "We have more contracts." "So soon? I feel like this is nothing but go, go go!" She sighed, putting her shrouded uniform on, "I got Arine. She's here, and seems to be wanting to begin training." "No time for rest." "So, new family or contract first?" "I feel like new member of the family," I said, "Nazir, what do you have for me?" "An Orc. Time for kidnapping?" He asked. "Yep. Have him at the shack and we'll be there later," I said. "No problem," he chuckled, "We are resurging and I love it!" Later that day I brought Cicero, Averna and Vala to see the Orc. Can never have too much protection these days. Vala walked in without a cowl. "Guess we just don't care anymore," I said sarcastically. "Want a family? People who will accept you for who you are?" She asked him. "Sure," he said. His name was Azuk gro-Olpac. "I can give you that and more. You just have to do one thing for me. There are three people behind you. One of them has a contract out on their life. Find out who and kill them." She untied him, and he actually went through the trouble of questioning them. He killed the one on the right. "Which one was it?" Azuk asked. "It doesn't matter. You're in, if you want in," I said. "There is a black door in Dawnstar. When you get there you will be asked a question. Innocence, my brother is the answer," Vala explained. "How do you pick your targets?" Azuk asked. "We don't pick our targets. They're chosen for us," Vala replied. "How? The Black Sacrament?" "Well, yes." "How do you do it?" Azuk asked. "You need a skull, bones, flesh, and a heart," Vala explained. "Like this?" Azuk dropped all the things she'd mentioned. "I admire your spirit, but why?" Vala asked. "Like this?" He asked again, more insistant. "Yes, Encircle the effigy with candles. Rub Nightshade petals on a dagger and begin to stab the effigy," she explained. He set up the ritual there and said, "As I stab, what do I need to say?" "Sweet mother," Vala started, and Azuk started to repeat after her, stabbing, "Sweet mother, send your child unto me, for the sins of the unworthy must be baptized in blood and fear." "Now what?" Azuk asked. "Now you would wait. But I don't understand what you're trying to do-" And then, I heard her voice, "Listener..." She fed to me an image of a Khajiit of some kind, and the Silver-Blood Inn in Markarth. You know, the not-safest city in Skyrim, where people get murdered constantly and it keeps getting attacked. "I won't wait! What do I have to do to kill someone?" Azuk said angrily. "If you were a client, that would've alerted the Night Mother, who would've informed the Listener." "Ahem. She just did," I said. "What? There's no way," Vala said. "Yep. I'm as surprised as you are. Maybe she's curious where this leads," I said. "Okay, contact, who is the target?" Vala asked. "A Khajiit in Markarth," Azuk replied. "Does he have a name?" Vala asked. "Probably." "Are you serious?" Vala asked. "Meet me at the Silver-Blood Inn," Azuk said. "Can we go now?" One of the other prisoners said. "Oh, no, all of you that were picked are either scum, or murder targets. You're going to be cattle for the Volkihars if you're not killed here," I explained. I hopped in the little boat I'd taken from the arch of Solitude and rode with Vala to Markarth. We got there without incident. "Why are there so many people here?" Vala asked. "Party," Azuk said. "A party? This is not a good idea," Vala said. "Sit at the bar. Listen for Gortwog," Azuk said. He seemed to be thinking. I sat down at the bar, and a few seconds later (I'm not even sure if he said the word) Azuk stepped up and snapped a Khajiit's neck. Off duty guards swarmed him and carted him off. "Cidhna mine for you!" One of them shouted. "What the fuck just happened?" I asked. "I'm not entirely sure," Vala replied, "Should we break him out?" "Yeah, I guess." "How do you propose we do that? Brute force? Subterfuge? Waiting for him to serve his sentence?" Vala asked. "Hroldar owes us," I said. We went over to the temple and I fond him there, tending to the statue again. "What in Talos' divine undergarments are you going here?" He asked. "I need to break a... misguided Orc out of Cidhna Mine," I replied. Hroldar sighed, "Okay. I have a friend who is a high ranking guard. I can help you. Give him this note. But after this, don't take it the wrong way, but I never want to see your pretty face again." "Aww, you think I'm pretty?" I smiled jokingly. Then I headed over to the mine. A rough Orc woman guard rebuffed me at the entrance, but then I showed the note to Irbran. "The one who murdered a guy, right in the Inn? Usually I don't support letting murderers out. But Hroldar's note says you've done great service to the Forsworn. I have family that are Forsworn. Wait here." We got him and got the hell outta there. Azuk asked us to follow him, leading us to a small hidden cave. The floors were littered with pouches of gold, and there was a table with armor on it. "I don't get it," Vala said, "This is what we were doing this for? A full set of Orcish armor and ... remains?" "Ever heard of Gortwog?" "He was an Orc king, right?" I asked. "These are his remains, and his equipment. The Khajiit plundered them, and was going to sell them. You can have the armor, as payment." "No. You take the armor. It's very well made. You can use it to make the Brotherhood stronger," I said, "Besides, I'm more of a light armor girl myself." "Try out heavy armor sometime. You might like it," Azuk said, "I'm going to bury him, and go to the sanctuary." I sent Vala back to the sanctuary and did a quick side contract from the NM in Morthal, killing a Lumberjack. Luckily, the lumber mill was being attacked by Goblins and Durzog at just that moment. He joined in the fight, but, sadly, neither he nor the opponents made it. And I went back to the Sanctuary. Azuk was already there when I got back. "Hey, where you from?" I asked. "Skyrim," he replied. "You're a man of few words. This is like trying to get blood out of a stone," I sighed. "Why would anyone do that?" "It's just an expression." "I'm from the strongholds. The chief's wife made a pass at me. When I was honorable and said no, she lied and got me banished. Actually..." He started. "Yes?" "Would you be willing to help me with something?" "I know where this is going," I said. "I could do the sacrament again..." "It's fine. I'll do this one for free." "Alright, I would like the Chief's wife dead. Morzoga ga-Urgash. If you bring me her heart, there's something extra in it for you," he chuckled. I approached the Night Mother again. She gave me two missions: one from the Corrupt Penitus Oculatus Agent (again, man, this guy really knows how to hold a grudge) and a Frightened Salesman in Solitude. And she wanted me to bring Vala. New Mod:
  18. Hey, it's Destana. I'm a vampire now. I have a mission to kill the emperor very soon and I need to kill the Gourmet to steal his clothes. My first thought was that the Dawnguard, being slayers of vampires, know more about vampires than probably anybody else. So I thought I'd pay them a visit. I rifled through my junk and found a full helm and slapped it on. It seemed to go with my Crusader armor. Make me look very paladin-like. And also, hid my big GLOWING GOLDEN EYES. As I approached I noticed it was a sparse tower, with a few men training. Another man approached on the path at the same time as me. "You here to join the Dawnguard too?" He asked. "Yeah," maybe a lie, maybe not, "Killing vampires is fine, but I was wondering if anybody has ever found a cure? Could bring all of them back to normal." "A cure? Yeah!" "Oh, you know something? I'd be..." "A swift death!" I hung my head and walked inside. A stern man looked at me as I approached, "Who are you and why are you here?" "I heard you needed people to hunt down vampires," I said. I gathered from other conversations his name was Isren. "Yeah! I see word's finally getting out." "What are you planning to do?" I asked. "First thing is get this old fort back into shape. Right now a vampire could practically walk right in," he said. I smirked nervously, though the full helm hid the look. "I do have a job, if you're looking. Vigilant Tolen was telling me about a cave the Vigilants were poking around in, related to recent vampire attacks. Dimhollow, was it?" "Yeah. Supposed to be a long-lost vampire artifact down there. Our hall was attacked, our order decimated and we can't support such operations anymore," Tolen said. "Alright, I'll check it out," I said. But, really, I didn't have time to go to the very northwest edge of Skyrim. This was a waste of time. But the helm seemed to fool everyone. I could feel the hunger starting to return, though. I hopped on Shadowmere and rode to the Sanctuary. Now it was late afternoon of Day 11 and I headed for Markarth for Anton Virane, the man who knew about the Gourmet. I walked into Understone Keep to what looked like kitchens. Anton had a few cooks working for him and there were no doors to distract prying eyes and ears, so some actions were probably off the table, lest I be arrested. I poked him in the shoulder. "Yes, yes, for the last time, I am a Breton. Not a reachman," he said. "Home of amazing Breton cuisine," I said. "What do you want?" He turned towards me from his stew-pot. "The Gourmet. Where is he? Who is he?" "What? No way I'd betray his trust," Anton said back. "Well, what if I have ways of convincing you?" I asked. "Seriously, I can't see any part of you through that armor and helm. Are you trying to seduce me or something? Are you even a woman?" He chuckled. "Oh, believe me. I'm a woman. I'm a huge fan of the Gourmet. And chefs in general. How about I give you a taste of what I plan to do to the Gourmet when I find him?" I asked. "That's... tempting," he looked at his staff, then whispered, "I'm sure he won't mind if I tell you where he is, if you do for him what you're going to do for me. I assume sex, right?" "Yeah!" I said. Gods, I am out of practice at this. "His name is Balagog, an orc. He's been staying at the Nightgate Inn, by Windhelm. Been in a holding pattern since the Emperor cancelled his last trip to Skyrim." I took him to the alcove nearby where the cooking staff slept. Damn Markarth and their lack of doors. I sat on his face, and then I snapped his neck. One of his cooking staff heard it and came running, but I was charging out of there. Luckily, the guards didn't respond or didn't care because just at this moment the Lost Valley Forsworn were attacking with a giant and mammoth (these guys are such a bother). I slipped past and rode to the Inn where the Gourmet was holed up. Now it was evening, about 8. I walked around until I finally found him, in an unusual room in the basement. He was fast asleep. "Don't mind if I do," I whispered. Then I realized I just needed to kill him and take his place. So I drank his blood, draining him to death. Easy. I threw his body in a sack to hide the body after grabbing his Writ. I got an immediate transfer of knowledge that must've been afforded to a vampire's first drink. I now knew, that if I drank the blood of certain powerful, gifted individuals, I would develop my vampiric powers even further. These people were known as 'blue bloods,' because of their powerful nature they tended to become leaders of men and mer. I also felt immediate power because this was the first person I'd killed by draining. I felt a power of the blood, like magic, coursing through my veins. I recognized a power similar to magicka, and wondered if a special kind of blood magic could be learned from doing this to many people. I put that knowledge away for further use. As I exited, I noticed the guards were fighting with a dragon, but I figured they could use the training and kept on. (Am I getting more callous?) Anyway, I rode down the road a little bit and dumped the body in a pond. I traveled back to the sanctuary, arriving at about midnight. I woke up Festus Krex and told him the details. "Have you seen Runa?" I asked him after he was done grumbling. "She's been up for awhile," he pointed, "Eating, I think." I walked into the serving room and sat down next to her, "Hey kid! How'd the last two weeks treat you?" "Did alright. Mostly killing bandits and wolves," she took a long drink of water, "Found a new greatsword, got a backpack, ring and necklace. Decided I would take your advice to heart and started wearing my Shrouded Boots and actually trying to sneak. What about you? And why are you wearing that clunky helm?" "Well, no use trying to hide it," I pulled off the helm, "At least for a while, I'm a vampire." Runa stared at me for a moment, then she took a bite, "That sucks." I chuckled, then I said, "All the same, I went ahead and killed the Gourmet a few hours ago. The Emperor should be arriving today. I managed to scrounge up a chef's outfit from my junk, but I think you should be the one to take point this time." "Really?" Her eyes lit up. "Yeah. What with my big glowing eyes, you'd have to be an idiot not to notice. That's verrrrry suspicious. So you're going to be the one who preps the dish. Astrid gave me Jarrin Root to put in the Potage le Magnifique," I explained, "Just act natural. You have a winning charm. No one will suspect a thing." "What about you?" "I'm going to secure your escape route. There's a passage and a bridge I once used to sneak into Solitude. We're going to be running out that way," I explained handing her the outfit and all the gear needed, "I stay hidden on the bridge while you do the deed." We made our way over to Solitude on Shadowmere. It was a cloudy, rainy morning. I went up the backway while Runa walked into the front gate. She ducked into the Inn to change into her Chef outfit, then headed to Castle Dour. There were a lot of Imperial guards here, dispatched to protect the Emperor, no doubt. She walked up to Commander Maro. He looked younger than she'd thought he would. "Stop right there! This area is off limits right now," he rebuffed. She handed him the Writ. "By order of ... his eminence. By the Gods, the Gourmet! By your clothes, I should've realized!" He said, "Right this way! Straight to the kitchen." She walked in, Gianna, the Dour cook already having started on the meal, "Please, I don't need any more supplies." "You misunderstand, for I am... the Gourmet!" She said, with some panache. So proud. "Ah! You look a little young to be... But no matter. When I heard the Gourmet was brought in to cook for the Emperor, I was overjoyed to work with someone of your caliber. I didn't imagine you'd be a Nord, or so young. Where in the world did you learn to cook like that?" "Yes, of course," Runa said, "I am known as a cooking prodigy. I appear young because I am. Some people have a calling to magic. I am a wizard of spice. But, enough of this, I am here to cook!" "I've already started your famous dish! But the cookbook only says so much. What else should we add?" Runa looked at the ingredients on the table. She had actually been cooking for the family for years when opportunity allowed it. She responded, "A sweetroll, first. Allow it to melt in the broth." "How decadent!" "A splash of mead, then season it with Nirnroot." "I would've imagined. I use Nirnroot all the time," Gianna responded. "Anything else?" "Diced Horker Meat," Runa said. "Love it!" Gianna poured the already-chopped scraps in, "Seems done." "One more thing," Runa produced the Jarrin Root from her sleeve, "A secret ingredient. This is a rare herb from the far south." "Hmm... alright. You're the expert," she smiled, "Alright. Done. I'll carry the stew pot. It's been an honor, Gourmet." Runa smiled. Her job was done. She followed Gianna to the serving table. There he was, sitting at the head of the table. Emperor Titus Mede II. "Ah! Finally. As Emperor, I of course reserve the right of first taste," the Emperor said. Which... don't emperors usually have official tasters? This is why. Runa slowly moved towards the back door as he tasted the dish. Smart girl. "What's this? I feel strange..." the Emperor said, starting to waiver. "Treason! The Gourmet and the Chef have poisoned the stew!" The guard shouted, and they all drew their swords, but Runa was out the back door, where I could see her now. "Sorry, Gianna!" Runa yelled as she threw off the Chef's tunic, revealing her... revealing 'armor.' And we ran for the tower behind us. A slow clap issued from the tower heights. "That man is by far, the most insufferable decoy the emperor has ever employed," the voice said. It was Commander Maro. I gritted my teeth. There were a cadre of guards in front of us. We drew our swords. "Surprised? So was I when a member of your 'family' came to us with the plan. We worked out a deal. I get you, and the brotherhood gets to continue existing. But, I changed my mind. You killed my son. So I'm going to kill you, and my men are going to torch your precious Sanctuary. Kill them, make sure there's nothing left," he said, walking down the stairs. "This... is an insult," I said quietly, "Three men?" Runa roared and charged at the archer, bypassing the two sword-and-board boys. She slashed him apart in one blow, while I felled one of the others. The third man chased after Runa, who was wearing a lighter-looking armor, I guess. As he turned the corner, though, she immediately brought her new greatsword down on his shoulder, then his head, and once more to fell him. She raised an eyebrow, "Not even a challenge. And those guys didn't even follow us through the kitchen." "That's my girl," I said, "No time to gloat though. We have a traitor to find and some Imperials to stab." We ran down to the back entrance and hopped on Shadowmere, pushing him to his limits. I could tell he was loving all the murder and destruction we were spreading around. When we reached the sanctuary and hopped off Shadowmere, the beast charged into battle ahead of us, trampling an Imperial and knocking down another. Runa rushed in behind him and immediately beheaded a Penitus agent. We passed by two more agent corpses and Festus Krex, filled with arrows. I never liked the guy, but these guys were going to pay nevertheless. We rushed in to find the sanctuary ablaze. Runa charged in headlong, without thought to her safety, while I stayed back and fired arrows. The group of soldiers has pinned down Arnbjorn in his werewolf form. Runa rushed up and got the drop on one, beheading him. Arnie claw-swiped another, throwing him into the flames. I pierced one with arrows, and Runa got the final one, impaling him on her greatsword. Shor's Bones, the girl was in a rage! "Know where anybody else is?!" I shouted to him, but he could only growl. Runa rushed forward, toward screams, only to be rebuffed by the flames. She took a side passage and found another agent about to manhandle Alexstraza - a little orphan and new addition to the sanctuary, so she sliced him up. These guys must be their throwaway agents, because they were being cut down like chaff. Or maybe the brothers and sisters had already given them a fight to remember! Runa rushed ahead of us, calling out for other survivors only to find Nazir tangling with two more agents. Runa darted up behind them and stabbed one of them in the back, and that was all the distraction Nazir needed to behead the other with his scimitar. "These fools think we're amateurs at killing!" Nazir growled. I finally caught up with Runa and shouted, "We need to get out of here soon! The blazes are going to kill us all!" "Agreed!" Nazir shouted, and there was an explosion, cutting off the path we'd come in through. Arnbjorn was trapped in the previous chamber, but he was doubling back as we spoke. Runa rushed ahead of all of us, as if a voice was showing her the way. When we caught her again, she'd jumped into the casket with the Night Mother and closed the lid. And then, all hell broke loose. There was an explosion that blew the casket through the stain-glass window into the water and we all realized - the water! It looked like we were trapped in here by fire now, but water would be our salvation. I threw water breathing potions to Arnbjorn, Nazir, Alexstraza and Babette (who'd been trapped, but been freed by Arnbjorn while I chased Runa). We drank and we jumped, huddling around the Night Mother's casket under the water. It was a while before the flames abated, but they consumed everything. Arnbjorn and Nazir hefted the casket out of the water. I explored to see what or who'd been left in the blaze. I knew Festus was dead. But no Gabriella either. Arnbjorn disappeared into the ashes and dust, human again. He looked like suspected the betrayer, but didn't want to face the facts. Nazir pried open the Night Mother's tomb, Runa coming to with a start. "Thank the gods you're alive!" Nazir shouted. Runa coughed, "Where's my mom?" "She went to check for survivors," Babette said. "Astrid's still here. The Night Mother told me!" Runa said, "Follow me!" When she walked into the room, I was already staring daggers at her. She was lying there, black circle of candles drawn around her, flesh charred and disgusting from being burned alive. But still, she was alive. "You're... alive!" Astrid choked out, "Shhh... I have much to say and I'm dying. I'm sorry... it was me. I betrayed us in return for this brotherhood... going back to the way it was. I was such a fool. You were the best of us." "You're a traitor," Runa said. "But you're alive! Now there's a chance," Astrid explained, "That's why I did this..." She was referring to the circle around her, "I performed the Black Sacrament, using myself as the components. You lead the brotherhood now, as it was intended. Take my blade. Finish the contract. First, kill me to complete... the ritual." "Alright," Runa's lip curled up in rage, she picked up the Blade of Woe. "Hey, Listener," I said, putting her hand on my shoulder, "Let me do it." She nodded gravely, handing me the dagger. Can't really two-hand a dagger (unless you're a weirdo). She knew she was becoming enveloped by the rage and could tell I was trying to save her the pain of having to kill yet another friend. I stepped forward. Of course, I also had an ulterior motive. I kneeled down and bit into the only bit of uncharred flesh I could find, draining her of blood completely. I felt the 'blue blood' power and the hemomancy begin to take shape. It was at this point that I was considering staying a vampire, on purpose, for a while. "If I hadn't heard it with my own ears, I wouldn't have believed it," Babette said, "I can't believe Astrid would have done this to us." "By the gods," Nazir shook his head. Runa returned to the coffin. When I showed up, she was nodding. She turned to me. "The assassination is still on," she said. I smirked, "That old bitch sticks to it, eh?" "Amaund Motierre knows where the real emperor is. We're to meet him at the Bannered Mare." Nazir was walking down the stairs at that time, "Seriously? We're completely destroyed." "We'll find a way," I said. "I know you will!" Nazir replied, "Go find this guy. See what he says. When you've done the deed, meet us at the Dawnstar Sanctuary. This place is not fit for us anymore." We nodded to each other. It was back on. We hurried over to Whiterun, and realizing I hadn't slept (and no longer needed to) and she was full of adrenaline (though she'd had a several hour nap in a coffin) I asked, "Do you need to stop off for a while at the Mare?" "Let's talk to him first - then we'll see," Runa said, her eyes determined. She walked in to the back room he was in first, "Amaund. Sithis is owed a soul." "By the gods! I heard about your Sanctuary. I figured you were all dead," he replied, "I had nothing to do with that! I wanted the real emperor dead." "Where is he?" I asked. "You mean after all that, you're still going to perform the assassination?" He asked, bewildered. She nodded, silently. "This is astounding news! He's in Skyrim, but he won't be for much longer. He's on his ship, the Katariah, in the Solitude harbor. They set sail in the morning. If you get onboard the ship and kill him, I'll reveal the location of the dead drop that has your payment!" He was responding feverishly. "Don't worry, we'll find a way," I said, then we walked out into the Inn proper. Runa got some food and I sat across from her, taking off the helm. After she'd ate a little, I finally said to her, "So hey. I want to ask something of you." "What's that?" She asked. "I want you to rent a room here. Have a good night's sleep. In the morning, we'll head over to Dawnstar," I said. "But...the emperor..." "It's about to be nighttime," I said, stating something that was painfully obvious to me, "You're the most important member of the brotherhood. It's about time you stop going into the most dangerous situations." "Think you can do this alone?" She asked. "Of course I can. I'm going to go full stealth. There are going to be a lot of guards, much stronger than the paltry ones the Oculatus threw at us." "Something I'm not overly good at," she said. "Right. Don't worry. I can take care of this," I said. I slid my helmet back on and got on Shadowmere. She was still a girl, not really made for all this killing yet. Ultimately, I'm her mom, and I decided it was my time to explore these new powers I'd gotten access to. Of course, I was going to use Astrid's dagger for this job. Daggers were a close third for my weapon types, and they offer a more personal touch - easier to conceal and quicker to deliver a killing blow. I was going to be supremely careful this time. I never should've sent Runa in by herself. I rode Shadowmere hard and reached the ship around midnight. I jumped into the sea from adjacent cliffs and swam over to the chain, climbing onto the ship via the bilge. A sailor who'd been dozing immediately heard the commotion and rushed over, but I'd already casted Invisibility. As he walked around looking for me, I slit his throat and hid his body behind some boxes. The room to the left had a sailor sleeping soundly, so I decided I needed a snack and I drained him to death. Down the passageway opened up to a common room with a bar, which held an Imperial soldier and a sailor, sharing a drink at this late hour. I shrouded myself again and walked into the room as the soldier was walking out, then I grappled the sailor, draining his blood until he fell unconscious. I walked up to the second deck, wandering around. I looked for important-looking rooms. The first one I tried held an Oculatus agent who was still awake, but I got the drop on him, so I slit his throat. The second was the captain's room, but he was asleep. I bashed him over the head to make sure he stayed asleep, then I ransacked his room. (Might as well, right?) Also, I did want the ship to be able to leave, so I wasn't killing every human here (I intentionally left a lot of sailors and the captain alive). At last I came to a door with an extremely complex lock and I thought... this may be it. Once I was in, I slipped to the left, sensing movement. Another Oculatus agent in his bed. I stabbed him in the neck and tucked him back in. Then, I ventured down the hall. This time one agent sleeping and one in a chair dozing off. I stabbed the chair man in the back, and the sleeping one I drained to death. (Whew.... getting full). Finally I reached the end of the hall with a door in front of me and stairs to my left. I opened the door quietly to find a Lieutenant pacing. I ducked to the side and threw on invisibility again. As he walked out, confused, I stabbed him in the back and dragged his body back in the room, shutting the door. Up the stairs. Two more doors. One led outside and the other, I could tell, was the Emperor's room. Not taking any chances, I casted lock on the outside door (incase he had guards posted out there) then strode into the Emperor's room. As I walked in, he locked eyes with me, as if he'd been expecting me. "I told Maro you can't stop the brotherhood," Titus Mede said. He didn't seem fearful at all. Just resigned. "You knew I was coming?" I asked. "Come now, we have a date with destiny, as emperors and assassins often do," the emperor said back. I folded my arms. It felt like another trick. "You will kill me today. But would you suffer an old man one more moment before the end?" He asked. I sighed, sheathing my dagger, "Alright." For a killer and a vampire, I'm still a softy. "Regardless of your path through life, I sense a certain... ambition on you," the emperor said, wizened eyes on me. "There are those whose ambition would destroy the world if they let it. Would you do me a favor?" "I'm listening," I said. "Whoever set this plan in motion, I ask that you kill them." I folded my arms, considering it. If I had any love for the empire, I think that killing the rot at the roots of it would be a good move. On the contrary, if I didn't have love for the empire, killing a high-ranking Imperial official would be pretty sweet too. "I'll do it, old man," I replied. "Before that, perhaps another request?" He asked. "What else?" I asked. "This one is entirely up to you," he said, "I wish to feel the touch of another one last time." I blinked. This old man was coming on to me on his death bed. Something within me perked up. Who else could say they'd fucked an emperor? I smiled, "Alright, old man. But I am still going to kill you. And... I'm going to drink your blood." "Of course. I offer no resistance," he replied. As an aside here, I have to say that the man was pretty gifted. Not only in the size department, but... he had to have cum three times before I got around to drinking his blood. I felt the sting of the sun coming up as I put my teeth in his neck. Shor's Bones, was that the old man's plan, to fuck me for three hours until his guards came to save him? Maybe, though I had killed 99% of the guards on the ship. I am thorough. Anyway, after I was done drinking at least two of his bodily fluids, I did a quick search of the room, then got the hell outta there. I got to the Bannered Mare around noon, not making any effort to go quickly. I walked upstairs to Runa still sleeping in the two-person bed and took a little nap on the other side of the bed. Because sometimes you just want to sleep, you know? I wasn't hungry, I just felt like sleep. When I woke up she was sitting in a chair on the balcony. "It's done. Let me settle with Amaund. Can you get our stuff ready?" I asked, then I cruised down to Amaund, who'd stayed in the room we'd left him in with bated breath. "Gods, did you do it?" He asked. "Yep. Done." "You have served all of Tamriel in ways you can't possibly imagine," he said, "Your payment waits for you at a dead drop. In an urn, at the chamber in Volenruud where we first contacted you. Now go, please, collect your payment, and let us never see one another again." "One more thing," I said. He raised an eyebrow, "What else?" "Just a favor from an old man," I said. "Oh gods... you're going to kill me aren't..." he started, but I stabbed him in the neck. I shut the door behind me and found Runa, "Let's stop by Volenruud on the way." We looked in the urn and it held 20,000 gold! Nazir, Babette and Arnbjorn were at the Dawnstar Sanctuary. Arnbjorn had been told about Astrid. He looked sad, but hopeful for the future of the brotherhood. "This place is pretty nice. We should've moved here ages ago!" Babette said. Nazir said, "Took a little while, but the casket is upstairs. Now that we're here, you should talk to Delvin Mallory and see if we could outfit this place a little. I'm going to put out the word and try to get some new recruits." "I'm going to commune. See if she's got anything for us," Runa said, walking toward the mother's casket. I rode Shadowmere all the way to Riften (nearly a day trip) and met Delvin Mallory in the vault room of the Thieves' Guild as he was depositing some things. "How's life, guild master~ oh! You're a vampire now!" He exclaimed. "Yeah, well. It's not a big deal." "Thought you guys were dead after I heard the sanctuary got burned to the ground. How's little Runa?" He asked. "Not bad. You know, she's the Listener!" "My word. From the mouths of babes... come assassination targets," Delvin chuckled, "What can I do for you?" "A few things - we moved to Dawnstar. Think you could outfit the place?" "It will cost a pretty penny. I assume out of the brotherhood's coffers. What did you have in mind?" He asked. "Poison station, secret entrance. Bedroom," I replied. "Done. I'll tabulate the expenses when we're done here. What else?" "I have a lot of rare artifacts I've been picking up. Wonder if they'd be worth to fence. This model ship, shipping maps, half a dozen other things. Oh yeah! And the eyes of the falmer I forgot to ever actually give to you," I said, showing him my huge pile of loot. I'd have to make sure and fence the dozens of other things with the normal fences. "Hmm," he thought, doing math in his head, "Carry the two... Shor's bones! I think I actually owe you money after that transaction! This stuff is worth an emperor's ransom." "Speaking of which, have you heard anything about the assassination?" I asked. "That was you guys?" He chuckled, "Amazing! I knew you were something else when you walked up to the Flagon, just a dirty little streetrat." "It was me specifically," I said, "Working alone. It was the skills I learned here that got me through one of the hardest stealth missions anyone could've conceived! Kill the Emperor." "Listen. Me and Vex are finally going to tie the knot. We'd be honored if you'd be there," he said, "I meant to give you an invitation, but you're so damned wily I never get a chance to see you." "Of course. I'd be honored." "Oi! You gotta stay the night here! Share a pint or two, or three with the boys! Catch up like old times!" Delvin shouted as he started to walk into the cistern proper, "Brynjolf! You'll never guess who actually killed the big man!" "Lemme guess, it was the daft lass followin' ya," he shouted. The boys cheered at seeing me at one of these scant opportunities when I actually slow down. I spent a night in merriment down in the Flagon. It made me miss old times, when I was just a girl, just showing up to Skyrim. So much had happened. So much still to tell. The Emperor being killed was a huge deal. This, as you might imagine, throws the Empire into a bit of chaos, and shakes up the order of the world as it had been for many years. The dragon problem is getting worse every day. And then there's my vampirism. The Dawnguard was no help - but what about the vampires? Maybe, I thought, while there was a lull in the Dark Brotherhood's missions, Runa and the others could handle recruitment for a while. I would contact the vampires and find out more about this 'condition.' That vampire artifact was a good place to start.
  19. Hey, it's Destana again. Last time, I closed the loop on my revenge plot and got into some light bondage. And then my daughter Runa became a member of the Dark Brotherhood. When presented with three victims, I was told later that she killed all three. Apparently, they were all very, very bad people. I don't feel much better about her getting into my business of killing lots of people, though. It's 2E 210 now, winter in the beginning of the year. Current events are: - Ulfric is getting pretty pissed at the other holds since the Stormcloaks (and me, occasionally) have cleared out nearly all the Imperial forts, improved five of the holds with war funds, and still the moot hasn't met. - Lots of Thalmor activity on the borders. - Even more dragon activity. Maybe if there was some kind of High King who could talk me into investigating the return of Alduin, I'd push forward on it. But I have my family to consider right now. We showed up to the sanctuary the same morning as Runa's shack trial and I let her open the door first. "What is the music of life, sister?" "Oh they fixed the door to not call everyone brother," I muttered. "Silence, my brother door," Runa said, and the door opened for her. I chuckled. Brother door. That's what I said when I entered it for the first time! It shut behind her, then opened automatically for me, seeing me as a member. "Well I'll be damned!" Nazir said from the doorway, "It's been an era since you were here, sister. I was wondering if you'd quit. But Astrid seemed to want to leave you alone." Astrid was talking with Runa now. "Say, how do you guys keep afloat? I mean, either you eventually kill everyone in Skyrim or you go bankrupt," I asked. Nazir chuckled, "How very astute. No, we're the only brotherhood sanctuary now. We take contracts all over the continent. We charge a hefty premium for jobs very far away. Maybe you'd know that if you ever showed up." "Nothing in Morrowind though, I assume? Because of the Morag Tong..." I trailed off, then looked over to Astrid, "Where did Runa go?" "I sent her to mingle. You should, too," Astrid was back to looking at her table-chart. As I passed by her, she added, "Also, she's going to spy on the jester." "She acting weird? I mean, weirder?" I asked, "Runa is not great at stealth." "Might want to teach her something about it," Astrid said as I walked down the stairs. I peered around the common room, and greeted a few of the long-time members who'd only seen me a few times. "We all knew you were away doing business," Babette said, "Astrid told us you're the Thieves' Guildmaster and you were a member here to sorta... keep our communication lines open with them. Delvin hasn't been in communication with us in a while. Seemed legit." Babette hadn't aged a day since I last saw her. It was strange, since she only looked a couple years older than Runa when I adopted her and now Runa could almost pass as an adult but Babette never changed. It must be sad being a vampire sometimes. "Oh gods! Talos!" I heard a voice shout. It was Runa! I rushed, others in tow, into the room where the call came from. "What? What treachery!" Cicero was yelling at the open coffin, the Night Mother's twisted wreck of a form displayed for everyone to see. And underneath her - Runa. "What did you do?" I said as I entered. "She has violated the sanctity of the Night Mother!" Cicero's eyes were burning with anger, "Speak worm!" "Darkness rises..." Runa replied, "As silence falls." "What?! That's... impossible..." Cicero said, "Who told you this?" "She spoke... to me..." Runa replied. The Night Mother Spoke? I blinked. What were the odds she was waiting for some poor sap to be locked in the coffin with her? But no, I'm sure Cicero had tried that in her years of 'caring' for the NM. "Those... those are the binding words, written in the ancient tomes. Secret words. A neophyte like yourself would have no access to this knowledge. Unless... unless," Cicero giggled a little, "A cruel joke played on noble Cicero by the Night Mother herself." With that, Cicero started to dance, "She's back! She has chosen a Listener!" Astrid rushed in, "Where is the accomplice? Reveal yourself!" "Oh I spoke only to the Night Mother! I spoke but she didn't speak. She only spoke to the Listener! Her!" She pointed at Runa. Astrid and I exchanged a glance. "It's true! The silence has been broken!" Cicero continued dancing. Runa walked over to Astrid. "If she spoke to you, what did she say?" Astrid asked. "Go find Armand Motierre, in Volunruud." "Never heard of him. But Volenruud I know," Astrid sneered, "For the time being, do some jobs for Nazir while I sort this out." She looked at me, and I just shrugged, "I'll help. Down for some mother-daughter time?" We cleared out of there and in the common room, Runa said, "You're... surprisingly okay with this, mom. I mean, that was kind of a big deal in there, right?" "Yeah!" I smiled, "But really, if you are the Listener, is there a more safe position in the Dark Brotherhood? You'd just be the mission giver, not the person in the field. I never do crimes FOR the Thieves' Guild anymore. They're doing crimes for me and giving me a cut. Those boys know how much they owe me. I made them rich." "So, ready to go do some bonding? Or would you like to divide and conquer?" I chuckled as we got over to Nazir on the side stairs. "What you got for us?" I asked. "Perfect timing for you to get back into the game," he responded, "I'm starting to get more of these by the day. Two contracts. One easy, one hard." I definitely was ready to do the hard one and leave the easy one for Runa. "Lurbuk, an orc bard and Hern, a vampire. He's been blending into society for years. But he also has a mate." "Two vampires?" I asked, "I'd probably better take that one. You think you could handle a bard?" "Probably," Runa replied, "I'll get him drunk, invite him outside, then cleave him in half with my greatsword." "That's my girl. Of course, there's something to be said about precision and subtlety," I mused, "Alright. I can handle two vampires. Meet back here tomorrow morning. If the other doesn't come back, go looking for her. Trade orders and read." "That is damn smart," Gabriella said from behind me. I nodded. Runa (who told me about this later) talked to Lurbuk and expressed an interest in having a private concert. I'm not sure if I should be skeeved by this - she's 15, but looks like she could pass as a slightly short 18 or 19. She led him to the hill overlooking the town. While he played she walked around behind him and speared him through the chest with her greatsword, just like she said. My job was equally unchallenging. Rather than fight two vampires I decided I wanted to fight no vampires. I silently used a high level rage spell on Hern. A passing by guard and his own woman fought him and killed him. It only took me a couple of hours to finish my job (significantly closer) so I waited with Astrid in the receiving room. A few hours later, Runa walked in. "Easy, right?" "Yeah," she said. "Alright," Astrid said, "I don't know what's going on. But I've decided you should go to Volunruud. Figure out what's going on. It's pretty far to the northwest." Runa nodded, "Still got a lot of daylight left." We set out and got there by noon. "Go ahead, you take point this time," I said to her. Immediately inside there was a dead imperial with notes concerning the ruin. I tucked it away for later (seemed like this dungeon had a crawl to do, later), and we ventured further in. She turned left and opened a wooden door. No stealth. I should've expected as much. "By the almighty divines! The Black Sacrament actually worked!" Amaund said, guard next to him. "The Night Mother answered," Runa said. "Yes, well, I'd like to set up a contract. Several, in fact." "Who?" I asked as I entered. "You should know these targets are a means to an end - the most important target - the Emperor." "You want us to kill the Emperor - of Tamriel?" Runa asked. "No small feat, of course. But you represent the Dark Brotherhood. This is what you do, no? This is the result of much planning and preparation. But I have many more preparations still to make. Rexus! The items!" Amaund clapped, and the guard produced a satchel for us with a sealed letter and jeweled amulet for fencing, to pay for expenses. We returned to the sanctuary, arriving in the rain around 10 PM. "What's the target?" Astrid said, leaning against the post in the entryway. I could tell she'd been waiting there with bated breath. "He wants us to kill the Emperor," I spat. "You're joking," Astrid replied. Runa handed her the letter and amulet. "You're not joking," she said, amazed, "The brotherhood hasn't done anything like this in centuries. I'm not sure what's going on here." "Are we going to accept?" Runa asked. "You're damn right!" Astrid said back, "If we pull this off, the brotherhood is back! They will fear us again." "So what now?" I asked. "We need to have a meeting. Think about our next moves. And have that amulet appraised." "I've got a guy," I said, "You stay here, Runa. Sit in on the family meeting." I traveled all night and slept in my bed in Honeyside, then ventured down to the Ragged Flagon. "Oi! If it isn't our lovely guildmaster, gracing us with a visit!" Delvin called out to me from the ladder. He was sitting at his usual table. "Hey boss!" Vex shouted from the room full of faces; some old, some new. "Dude, I show up at least once a week," I folded my arms. "Yeah, but it's always to get your cut. Never a, 'hey Delvin, how's business, how is everything going, got a girlfriend?" "Okay, that's fair," I said, "How's business." "I would tell you we're making a killing, but I heard you started working with the brotherhood again, so I figured that'd be in poor taste. We're doing very well," he replied. "How is everything? Got a girlfriend?" I asked. "Now you're just pandering. But yeah, me and Vex finally made it official. Y'know, after that pretty boy she recruited got sent the right 'message,' if you know what I mean. Backed off real nice," he smirked. "I'm happy for you," I said, "Got a question for you, since you're the official liaison for the brotherhood." "Shoot," he said. "I have this from a job," I produced the amulet. "Where oh where did you get this? My, my. This is an amulet of the Emperor's Elder council, specially crafted for each member. Worth a small fortune!" "Can we fence it?" I asked. "Fence? An Elder Council amulet?" He thought for a minute, then got a grin, "Oh yes. Yes, indeed. And here is a letter of credit for Astrid, per our usual arrangement." "Anything I should know about? Being guildmaster and all," I asked. "You're more of the executive producer down here. You know, ever since you stopped doing jobs for us. We keep the wheels spinning. You ride the cart. Ever heard the saying, 'I don't need to know how the sausage is made?" Delvin smirked. I chuckled, "As long as you don't knife me while I sleep, you guys run it however you want to." "Fine by me," Delvin chuckled back, "We're all rich down here. I got no qualms with your ways." I clapped him on the back, went to see the new magic shop by the old bunkroom (we had a veritable black market down here now) then I went back to the Sanctuary. "So will Delvin buy?" Astrid asked. "Yeah," I replied, producing the letter. "Alright. First target. I hope you have something nice to wear. You're going to kill Vittoria Vici at her wedding." "Well, the trick is not to be seen. Though we both do look pretty amazing," I said, "Where is it?" "Solitude," Astrid replied. I tilted my head, "What's her relation to the emperor?" "First cousin," Astrid replied, "So the Emperor will have to show face in Skyrim to clean up the mess." I turned to Runa, "I'd like to deal with this one. An imperial royal in Solitude. Couldn't be more tailored to me. Unless the minister was an Aldmeri official." She shrugged, "I'm alright with that." Astrid nodded, "You might as well hang out and watch her work, though. She's pretty good." When we got there, I led her to the Castle Dour wall to get a good vantage point. Resting my foot on a gargoyle, it started to move. "This is right above the bride," Runa said, "I wonder..." "You have a good eye," I pushed it, and she helped. It rolled down and crushed the little wooden archway they'd been standing in. People screamed and ran. "Huh, looks like it didn't finish her off. Probably just broke her legs," I said, "Too easy." Runa drew her bow, "How about I finish her off?" "Don't hit any bystanders," I got out my bow as well. "Oops!" She said. Then, "Oops," again. I plunked the bride in the back, definitely causing her to be dead. "Looks like they noticed us," I smiled, "Gotta run!" We charged out of there, running across the walls. Eventually we jumped from the edge and landed in the Sea of Ghosts. It took us nearly a day round trip back to the Sanctuary. "Gods, everybody's talking about it! Crushed under a gargoyle statue!" Astrid laughed, "Go see Gabriella. She's got the next phase." We walked up to the Alchemy station two rooms over in the cave and found her. "Ah! Hello. The Emperor is definitely coming to Skyrim now. We're going to break the head of his personal guard, a man by the name of Maro. You will slay his son, and plant evidence on him implicating him in a plot to kill the Emperor. He's leaving Dragon Bridge and inspecting each city for security." "Aren't we enemies with the Empire now that we've flushed them out?" Runa asked. "I imagine Skyrim wouldn't want to provoke an all-out war with the Empire with their full might," I folded my arms. "Won't this put them on guard?" Runa asked. "It will make the commander weak; prone to manipulation and mistakes. And it'll lull them into a false sense of security, thinking the plot to assassinate the emperor has been foiled," Gabriella replied, "You get a bonus for killing him in a hold, but not in Dragon Bridge. So the letter is discovered faster." We walked outside. "You know we can slow down if you want. This speed of completing missions can take its toll on someone inexperienced," I said. Runa shook her head, "I'm enjoying being the special one, even if the Night Mother only spoke to me once." "Well good thing we're doing this together. Makes it much easier," I said as we got on horses, "You know, we should check Dragon Bridge to see if there's an itinerary there. The Imperials love their schedules." We rode to Dragon Bridge. As we neared the bottom of the ridge, we paused. "Father, you worry too much. I'll be fine," Gaius said. "Just remember what I taught you. Stay safe," the Commander said. "See you soon," Gaius replied, hurrying off. Runa shut her eyes, "Suddenly, I feel less good about doing this." "I understand. Something to remember though, is our enemies are all people too. They have families. They have lives. They fight us knowing what can happen to them," I said. "I guess. These people aren't our enemies though, in a personal sense. This mission is all political maneuvering. And I don't know if it's going to help humans fight the elves either," Runa said. "You're very persuasive. But we do have a job to do. I'm not sure what the Night Mother is, but disobeying something like that sounds like a bad deal. We're pretty deep in this now," I replied. After Gaius walked away, I walked into the guard station on my own (somehow still a station for the Penitus Oculatus). "What are you doing here, citizen?" "Oh, I was just wandering around. Did I walk into the wrong house?" I asked, playing dumb. I quickly readied a Calm spell and fired it, then slipped the paper into my pocket, having glanced at it while I was talking. Then I walked out to rejoin Runa. We jogged down the road. And there he was, on foot. "I guess we really didn't need the itinerary. I didn't figure we'd actually just meet him on the road," I said, "We can just tail him to the next hold. Says here he should be in Solitude tomorrow morning. That's not too far from here." "Does he know he's going the wrong way?" We followed him for a couple hours. At midnight, he stopped in the road. Then he did a 180 and walked back the way he was going. "What an idiot," I said, "Been walking the wrong way for hours. Finally checked his map." We had to hide, of course. He proceeded to walk back the way he came, then back over the bridge at Dragon Bridge, through the town and toward Solitude. "How about this, we go to the Solitude stables and wait for him here," I said. Geez, this guy just walking around 24 hours a day makes me want to kill him already. Runa nodded. We rushed to Solitude. She pointed out a rock overhang where she could see down the road a fair distance, climbed up there and sat, "I'll keep lookout." "Good thinking. Shout to me if you see him coming," I said, then laid down nearby, nestling into the leaves. He finally passed by after an agonizingly long amount of time. I let Runa take point. "We need to work on your stealth. Even if you are a greatsword-wielding bruiser, you can use subtlety," I said. "Too bad I can't shout down doors." "That's why lockpicking is essential," I said. We went ahead of the man into the city and continued to wait for him to go into a building where his demise wouldn't be easily seen. We perched up on the wall again, this time in a different spot (thank the divines nobody actually saw us when we pulled that stunt a few days ago). He went about checking the fortifications. Looking at the guards' armor. Looking at the walls. Et cetera ad infinitum. I guess we could've just killed him and ran again, but I wanted to teach her patience. And we had time to talk. "So what's with you and dad?" She asked out of the blue. "What do you mean?" "He seems like he's changed a little," she replied. "Well, he is an immortal daedra. He's probably bored," I replied. "You know, Damien wants to visit the college," Runa said. "Yeah, I've been meaning to take him," I replied. "Maybe while I do a job or two for the DB you can take him to learn magery." "Well, if everybody's going on a field trip, where should I take Fenrir?" I asked. "Well, either leave him with dad. Or take him to see Ulfric," Runa shrugged. I nodded. Alright. Then she pointed, "Look! He's going into Castle Dour!" We hopped down and went into the front entrance. When we got in, he was sitting in the guards' room where I'd gotten Dragon Oath. "Now?" Runa asked. "Looks like they're all asleep but him," I replied, "Think you can be quiet about it?" "I'll do my best," Runa said. She took a step forward, then I stopped her, "There's a guy sitting in the chair across the room. They're both facing this way. Better wait." The guard got up. I thought he might leave the room, but he sat across from Gaius, with his back to us. I nodded to Runa, "I'll take the guard." I bonked him on the back of the head while Runa rushed over to Gaius. "Excuse me, citizen..." was all he got out before she skewered him in the chest, then placed the damning evidence. We'd been pretty quiet. Well, I had. At least Runa didn't scream a warcry or anything. But, the guards didn't seem to wake at that so we ran out of there and back to the Sanctuary. "Good, I was expecting your return. We have a situation below, though," We went down to the common room. "Just try to relax and let the potion do it's job, Veezara," Babette was saying. "Good, you're back. Cicero went berserk and attacked Veezara!" Astrid said. "She was ranting and raving, saying the Night Mother was the true master and Astrid was just a pretender," Nazir added. "Best search her room and figure out where to look for her. And go after her. Arnbjorn chased her and he's still gone," Astrid said. "Bested by the fool. Now who's the fool?" Veezara sighed. Runa and I headed to the Jester's room and tore it apart. "Her journal!" Runa said, flipping through it. She rushed over and gave it to Astrid, who flipped through as well. "The Dawnstar Sanctuary? Whatever for?" "Don't worry. We'll go get her," I said. "Oh, hey. Take Shadowmere, my horse," Astrid said. We went outside and climbed on this shadow horse that rose from the black pool, together. This boy had amazing speed and got us across Skyrim extremely fast, stopping for a moment to admire how good Dawnstar was looking these days. We came around the cliffs and found the black door. Arnbjorn was sitting there, bloodied, but not dead, "Should've figured Astrid would send you. The dynamic mother-daughter duo. I gave as well as I got. I'll be fine, but I'm pretty sure I severed an artery in her. She's tougher than I expected." "What's the passphrase?" Runa asked. "No idea," he replied. "Astrid told me," I replied. I walked up to the black door. "What is life's greatest illusion?" The door whispered. "Innocence, brother door," I replied. We ventured inside. As we walked, Cicero's voice echoed through the sanctuary, "Listener? I knew you'd come. This isn't at all what mother would want! Either the Listener or the Keeper dies." We kept on, silently, killing the ghosts of brothers long fallen. Two ghosts emerged in an open room and I stopped Runa. As they tread forward, two barrels of oil fell from the ceiling and ignited into flame, killing them. We waited until it dissipated. "Idiotic jester," I said. We kept pressing on, into an ice cave she'd added (somehow), with a troll we felled together. "I respect your skills, but could you maybe, move a little slower?" Cicero bellowed through the halls. Then, "I must admit I did attack that harlot and the lizard got in the way, but the Night mother is the true master!" After we'd slain a swathe of ghosts and bypassed traps (thanks to my thieving skills), we reached the final door and walked in. "You caught me. I surrender," she said, lying there in a heap, bleeding from Arnbjorn's wound. Runa walked closer. Neither of us said anything. "Oh, the Listener prefers to listen, eh?" Cicero said, "Listen to this - don't kill me. Just lie. I will disappear. Nobody needs to know." "What do you think?" I folded my arms. "Hmm.." Runa sat down next to her, "I want to let her go." I raised an eyebrow, "You know... this could come back to bite us later." "Yeah," she stood, "We've killed a lot of people. And I'm sure we'll kill more. Maybe someday, she could be an asset." I sighed, "Alright. I hope you know what you're doing, Listener." When we got back, I told them we'd killed her. And we had one more target to get to the Emperor. Well, two, actually. Question Anton Virane about the Gourmet to find his location and kill him, then kill the Gourmet and take his or her place. Word doesn't travel instantaneously in this world. It's a four day ride from Solitude to the Imperial City, but that time had passed to inform the Emperor of the wedding, then four more days to get the word back to check the security. From the time Gaius Maro's death was reported, it would've taken four days to inform the Emperor. Then probably another week to recheck the security. And four more days for the ride here, or three by boat. So about two weeks from now the Emperor would be here. And it should be right before the Gourmet goes to serve the Emperor when we actually kill him. "So how about it?" I asked Runa, "Do you want to stay here until then and meet up at Anton Virane the Morndas after next, or go back to Windstad with me?" I asked. "I think I'm going to go off and train a little bit," Runa said, "I don't think I would've made it through this without you, and I want to be able to stand on my own." "Don't get killed," I said, "Stay away from dragons. If you face a huge force or something you can't handle, just run." She nodded. I took Shadowmere and rode to Windstad, which only took a few hours rather than a whole day. What's more, we saw a pack of wolves on the way and I got off and unsheathed my sword only to find Shadowmere ripping them apart even without my help. The murderous gleam in the beasts eyes locked onto mine. I wasn't sure but it seemed the horse was smiling. I'm not sure what a horse smile looks like. Anyway, the first thing I got when I walked in was, "Ma! You're home!" From Fenrir and Damien. They were both dirty and scuffled. "You two been fighting?" I asked, stern look in my eyes. "No!" They both said, and ran off to their rooms. Those boys. "Took you long enough," Sanguine said from the table in the great room, "Runa alright?" "Yeah. We killed a lot of people. Next thing is in a couple weeks. Only thing I want is a good fuck right now," I said, splaying out on the big bed. Afterwards, he rolled over and looked at me. "I know that look. What is it?" Sanguine sighed, "I think... I need to go away for a while." "Go away?" I asked, "How long? What's happening?" "There's something brewing. You know, mostly we daedric lords keep to ourselves. But Hermaeus Mora seems to be gathering a lot of cultists to him in Solstheim. I don't usually get involved in such things, but some of the others are saying he's going to be making a play for other Oblivion realms," Sanguine said, "As for how long... who knows..." I sighed, "I wondered..." "Wondered what?" "How long you would stay with me," I said, "I knew this day would come." "What 'day?" he asked. "You measure time differently than I do. You might not be back here in my lifetime. Before you came on this little jaunt, how long had it been since you visited Nirn?" "Two hundred years," he replied. "Welp, guess I need to find the secret to immortality," I said, chuckling. After a silent moment, I said, "You better tell your sons. They're going to be heartbroken." I had already readied myself for this moment, but they had no idea their father's history (other than that he was a Daedra). "I intend to," he replied. It was hard. He'd planned on leaving when I got back from this trip. He talked to Damien and Fenrir, and said he would find Runa before he left. It was a tearful goodbye, and then he got on the road. "Why did he have to leave?" Damien asked, eyes full of tears. "Don't worry. He'll be back," I said. But I was lying. "Soon?" Fenrir asked. "Not soon. It's going to be a while," I said, not technically lying. "But you know what?" I said. "What?" Damien asked. "I have something for both of you," I replied. "What's that?" Fenrir asked. "Because I want you to follow your hearts and chase your dreams, and I can't seem to get you both past the point you're at - I want to offer you both a place to go to get better at what you want to do with your lives." "What do you mean, mom?" Damien asked. "Well, you, I'm going to take to the College at Winterhold. You can go to classes and become a proper mage," I said, "Their entry test is easy enough I think you can pass it." "You mean it?" Damien asked, excited. "And I have a second surprise. I heard about a secret magic school you can only access by teleportation. When you get good enough, you can attend classes there as well," I continued, "Double dipping to be the best sorcerer in Skyrim!" "That's so cool!" Damien wiped his eyes, "But I think you mean in the world!" I patted him on the head. "What about me?" Fenrir asked. "First, I'm going to take you to meet your father," I said. "But, dad just left," he replied. "Not that father. Your birth father," I explained. "My..." Fenrir looked at me like he'd never thought about it before - why'd I'd never taken him to see Ulfric before. I'd of course told him, but different families are different. "I have two weeks before I need to get back to what I was doing with Runa. Why don't we go in the morning?" I asked. The kids cheered. I know, mom of the year, sending all her kids away. But really, they both needed proper schooling in something. I am not the most responsible or present parent, but I'm decent at getting people the things they need. The three of us rode on Shadowmere, who seemed to snort at being used as a kiddie ride. "Wow! That horse is so cool!" Damien shouted when he saw it. Shadowmere seemed to smirk at that - again, if horses can smirk. We reached Winterhold by 9 AM, only about half the time it would take on a normal horse. I led Damien and Fenrir up to the bridge. Faralda waved to me, "Who are these youngsters?" "These are my sons, " I said. "Just showing them the grounds?" She asked. "Well, actually..." I started, then Damien shouted, "I want to be a mage!" "Spirited lad, that. Tell me, what can you do, kid?" She asked. "Give him the same exam as you did me," I said. "Alright," she thumbed her chin a bit, "Cast a Magelight spell." "Go on, I showed you that one," I smiled. Damien gathered power and casted a magelight. Easy. "All right. Well, you're in," Faralda nodded, "Go talk to Mirabelle." As the kids and I were walking in, Damien whispered to me, "That's it? They must be hurting for membership." "That's what I said! I didn't even know the spell she asked me for and they still let me in," I said as we got to Mirabelle. "Hey! Haven't seen you in a couple weeks," she said. "Have they figured out that orb thing yet?" I asked. "Nah. And the Psijics aren't willing to help either," she replied, "What have we here?" "This is Damien and Fenrir, my sons," I replied. "Pleased to meet you," Mirabelle said, sounding stodgy and stiff like a scholar. "Damien wants to become a member." "Oh really? Get past Faralda?" "Yeah. He's got more skill than I did when I started here. Half my age too," I explained. "Hmm... since you're so young, I wonder," Mirabelle said, "What's the strongest spell you know, kid?" "I know Banish Daedra." "Whoa!" Mirabelle exclaimed, "How old are you?" "Eight. I haven't really been able to practice it, for obvious reasons," Damien said sheepishly. "He can share my room if you need the space," I said, "And I have a tome for you." "What's this?" Damien asked. "I mean, read the cover. This is a spell to Teleport to Manantis. It's the other magic school I was talking about." "Ah," Mirabelle said, "I think that school is better suited for children. Maybe you should start there and transfer here at a later date." I thought to myself, 'Well, they do have better magic in Manantis, but ok.' Come to think of it, I have no idea how Manantis came to be so good. Maybe, because you have to have a certain amount of knowledge (call it worldlyness) to access the spell, a certain level of skill to use the spell, and, I presume, a certain level of natural giftedness to enroll. And, of course, you can access the worldspace (our word for demi-planes) from anywhere in Nirn, so I guess out of every magic user in the world the hundred or so students lucky enough to be enrolled there would have access to the best magic around. After some discussion with Savos Aren, Tolfdir and Mirabelle they agreed to let him stay there and help him prepare for entry to Manantis, then allow him to come back when he was older to round out his education. I made Damien promise he would come back to visit even after he got into Manantis. Fenrir and I got on Shadowmere and trotted over to Windhelm, making it there by lunchtime. Ulfric and his most trusted men were sitting down to a feast when we walked in. "Stormblade!" Ulfric shouted, and the men all cheered, raising their mugs. "What brings you here?" He asked as we neared. He eyed the boy warily as he stepped down from his throne. "How old are you, Ulfric?" I asked. It might've broken the ice, because he looked a little confused by this. "Uhh... 55," he replied. I blinked. Now I was taken aback, "Wow, really?" "I was seven when they sent me to train with the Greybeards. Nine years later I joined the Imperial Legion. I was with them for five years before the White-Gold, in 175. It's 210 now, thirty-five years later, but not my birthday yet. Hard to believe it's been so long," he explained. "Well, I'm 27. Not my birthday yet either," I paused, "Old man." "Ugh!" He reacted like I'd stabbed him in the side, jokingly. "Anyway, the point is, why did you never take a wife? Start a family?" He blinked, "That's pretty personal. Are you proposing to me?" We were each taking our turns saying shocking things to one another. I replied, "No. I just wanted to know if you wanted to meet this boy." Then I leaned in and whispered, "Teach him a little bit about courage and believing in something." Ulfric pursed his lips, "Sure." He stood up from his throne, "You're Fenrir, right?" He nodded, meekly. "I am Ulfric Stormcloak, son of Hoag the Great Bear of Eastmarch," he said. "Wow, your dad was a bear?" Fenrir asked. "No," Ulfric chuckled, "That's just a nickname. Like your mother was called Stormblade during the campaign. Or you might be called Shadow Wolf." "Is that an official nickname? A Jarl's decree?" I smiled. "Alright. You will be known as Shadow Wolf, Fenrir," Ulfric started to walk with him. "I like it," he said, "But how can I live up to it? I'm not brave like you or mom." "Heroes are forged in the crucible of battle," Ulfric was leading the boy into his war room, "Courage will come with time. The challenge is not to be without fear, but use your fear as a weapon." "You're... not allowed to sit there," Jorleif said to me (Ulfric's steward). I'd settled onto the throne as I watched them walk away without even thinking. "C'mon, Jorleif. If anybody was allowed up here, it would be me. I'm just keeping it warm for him," I joked. He raised an eyebrow sternly, folding his arms, "No. Not allowed." I groaned, getting up, "Sorry. Accident." "Jorleif!" Ulfric shouted from the war room. Out of spite, as he left the room I sat back down. The whole party came back into the room, Ulfric first. "I think you make your intentions clear," Ulfric chuckled. "Oh really?" I asked, "Truth be told, it was an accident. I was just tired of standing." He walked up to me, picked me up, and sat under me, laying me on his lap. "That's better," he said, "I think I'm going to conduct business like this today. You can keep me warm. An old man would call for a blanket. But, this is better." I laughed, "Yes, it is." "Fenrir, please, pull up a chair. Between court proceedings your mother and I can tell you stories of old," Ulfric said. "Wow! Well what about the Rebellion?" Fenrir asked, sitting in a cushioned chair Jorleif got for him. We sat there the rest of the day, taking in dinner and watching over court proceedings. At the end of the day, Fenrir got a small bed and I slept with Ulfric. In the morning, I packed up. "So, you're leaving, then?" Ulfric asked. "I can't stay still for long," I said. "You have a husband to get back to, right?" "He's gone," I replied. He shook his head, "What kind of man abandons..." I stopped him, "It's not like that. But, suffice to say, I don't have a husband to go back to." "You can leave the boy with me. I'll teach him to be a man," Ulfric said. "Well, not forever, of course. And don't you teach him to hate Argonians and Dunmer and such." "Yeah, well. You're a Redguard. I think your influence has swayed me quite a bit. My father never agreed with my views on the mer and others." I strapped my weapons on. "Hey, Destana..." Ulfric started. "I'll be back," I said, back to him, "Don't worry about that." I walked down to Fenrir's new room. "Mom, are we leaving?" He asked, reaching for his stuff. "You're going to stay here a little while," I said, "I'll be back in a couple weeks." "Promise?" He asked. "Promise," I replied, then I took something out of my pack. I stood it up against the wall, "This is for you." "This is the Sanguine Rose. This is the staff your father... your other father gave to me before we were married. You can use it to summon a daedra." He raised an eyebrow, "Why give this to me? Damien is the mage." "Very soon he's going to learn to summon them without aid," I held it forward to him, "Use this and it summons a daedra that works for your dad. You can give it a message to take to him. If you ever need his help. Also, it takes no skill to use a staff." He took it, putting it with his stuff. I hugged and kissed my boy, then I got on the road. One more day, another day of adventuring. So, I guess I no longer had an excuse to avoid pursuing this dragon problem. So I did what any logical person would do. I went over to Helgen.
  20. Hey, it's me, Destana. This is going to be a little different today. I have a lot of ground to cover. Last time I was building Windstad Manor. And let me tell you - it took a while. After such a large job, and fixing people's problems for such a long time I decided I wanted a break from all this adventuring full-time. The Thieves' Guild runs itself. I kill a dragon every now and then, but whatever is making them return still hasn't revealed itself. I clear out a bandit camp, I still go to classes occasionally at the College of Winterhold, though I've kinda outgrown that level of skill. I'm seeking the master test in Illusion, which I latched on to to augment my stealth. My second baby was born (another boy) and I named him Fenrir. Fenrir Stormcloak or Fenrir Stormblade? I guess that's for him to decide. This baby with Nord-looking hair, but my skin and eyes. And I can confidently say he stayed brown, because not a lot happened for the next seven years. Damien is 8, Fenrir is 7. Runa is 15. She filled out pretty well, though she's a bit of a stick. The kids are all learning the basics of fighting. Damien wants to be a wizard and knows a couple basic spells I taught him. Fenrir is training to fence with a sword-and-shield, with a little archery like myself. I was mystified by Runa's choice - she learned how to handle a greatsword at a young age and never puts the thing down. At some point last year I took her to the UNP Clothing Store adjacent to Haafingar Hall and we both got new clothes/armor. Dunno what UNP stands for, maybe Ultra Negligent Protection, because it all barely covers the body like armor, but seems to have some kind of enchantment to give it higher defense than a lot of the armor on the market. Also, seriously, why is all the best stuff in Solitude? A little background - you remember the Jail Master I've been asking around about? I searched for him off-and-on over the past seven years, but nobody seems to know where he operates out of. Keep this in mind. So one day, I took Fenrir and Runa out on a small hunting trip to kill the Horkers that have been annoying us near Windstad. Damien refused to come. He didn't explain himself, but I wondered if he thought it was beneath him, being half-daedra, or an aspiring wizard. I shook my head and said to Sanguine, "You take care of him." Eventually we came to the big group and Fenrir and I aimed and started to fire. They charged, to which Runa and I drew our melee weapons and laid into them. She held her own for a while, but I did the bulk of the killing - I have a lot of experience in this. As I looked around, Fenrir was nowhere to be found. "Ma, he's over there," Runa pointed, panting. I walked over to Fenrir, who had been cowering behind a tree. "Sorry, ma. There were like thirty of them!" "More like ten," I smirked, "You don't have anything to worry about with me around. If they'd gotten even one tusk on you I'd shout them into next week." Fenrir sighed, "I'm no good at this." "It's alright. You can go back to the manor," I pointed to it, just barely visible. When he'd walked away, I said to Runa, "Been practicing shouting?" "No luck so far," she replied. "Maybe I should take you to see the Greybeards. It come so natural to me, I don't know how to teach it," I folded my arms, "Although... they probably don't want to talk to me now with how I talked to them last time I was there." "Mom, I don't think I can shout like you," she said. "Well, you're a Nord, so I assume you'll be able to figure out one or two," I smiled, "Don't worry. It'll come. So what do you want to do now?" "I was wondering if we could go to Windhelm." "Odd request. Why?" I asked. "I was wondering how Aventus was doing. He's old enough to move back into his family home. He sent me a letter I got a few weeks back," she explained. "I saw that in the mailbox," I said, "Alright. It has been a while since I saw Ulfric." We took Windstad's carriage to Windhelm - seeing as how I cannot keep a horse for any length of time. I approached the Palace of the Kings first, and Ulfric and Galmar were standing near the big brazier. "This is maddening!" Galmar shouted, "They've still not made you high king yet." Ulfric nodded, "And we've seen a lot of Thalmor activity around the borders. Ah! Stormblade! Its been ages!" I smiled at him. I would admit, I've always had an attraction to him. "Hey Ulfric," I said, "The Guards' new armor looks pretty amazing. And all the remodels." "We were able to take a lot of the money from the vanquished imperial forts and funnel them into the holds. Not just this one," he replied. "Are you... taller?" I asked, "You've definitely been working out. Even Galmar looks good in his new armor." He grinned at me, saying nothing else on the matter. "Who is this young lady?" Galmar asked. "That's the orphan Runa Fair-Shield," Ulfric said, "Destana adopted her right after our campaign. What brings you to Windhelm?" "Going to see her friend. And..." I started, looking at him, "And you, of course." He smirked. I wonder why he'd never married? Never seemed to even have women at all, for any length of time. At the time, Runa had been fiddling around with things. Just kinda walking around messing with things. She'd sat down on a wooden-covered hatch like a cellar door cleverly concealed next to the stairs to the Palace. "C'mon Runa, let's go see your friend," I said, approaching. Then I looked at the label on the hatch. Written in very tiny letters, the old words, 'Lower Dungeons' had been scratched out, replaced with a hand written, 'Jailer's Place.' I furrowed my brow. No... it couldn't be. "Get up a second," I said, then lifted the planks. There was a wooden ladder leading down into a deep dungeon. Looked like it was in a state of disrepair. "How long has that been there?" Ulfric asked Galmar. "Long as I've lived here," Galmar replied, "We don't use the old dungeons though." Curious, I climbed down the ladder. Runa followed. At the bottom was a dark hallway, but it led to lit torches. If the Jarl thinks this isn't being used, and it is... either some crimes are being committed, or they were about to be. I licked my lips, going to stealth like putting on an old glove. I turned a corner and peered into a room. Inside was a noble and several slaves playing out some kind of fantasy. He saw me, but he went back to what he was doing. I didn't actually care about him, though I was very confused about what was going on here. I looked at another door, which was locked. Hard, but not for me, I popped it open to reveal an empty room. "Mom, there's another locked one here," Runa whispered, and I popped this one easily. "You're so good at that," she smiled. "Guildmaster's gotta be able to impress," I said. Nothing in that room either. We came to another room that looked like it was under the Jarl's throne room (maybe thirty feet) and the same style as that room, but it was completely bare. We passed a female noble in the hallway who was sitting at a chair in a strangely placed alcove. We checked another room, to find a group of slaves just confined to the room. I didn't bother them either. Was keeping a low profile for now. Finally, we came to a common room with only a couple torture devices but also with a table and chairs. And.... "What is it, mom?" My nostrils flared as I looked at her, look of pure rage on my face. "Back out," I said. We walked around the corner and I said, "You should probably go visit your friend now. Do you know the way out?" "Why? Who is that man?" She asked. "Trust me. It would be safer if you left now," I said, not wanting her to see what I was about to do. I KNEW I was going to do some of the most unspeakable things imaginable because I was much, much stronger now than I had been when I saw him the first time. I'd finally found him. The Jailer. "I... want to help you mom," she said. "No. Get out of here," I said angrily. In this time he'd come out of the room and taken the immediate left (we took the further away right) and found the noble sitting at the chair. "No. I'm going to be a part of this. Obviously you're very passionate about something," Runa said insistently. I sighed, noting his movement. I knew it was now or never if I was going to get the drop on him, "Alright. But I am about to do a lot of things you're probably going to have nightmares about later." I turned the corner, and realized the Jailer was fucking the noblewoman. Of course, consensually. I got out a dagger. This was going to be personal. But then I sheathed it. This was going to be even more personal than that. I walked up on him fucking her doggystyle. I took the riding crop, two swords and his bow from his gear. Then I got right behind him. He was about to finish. At once I whispered, "Remember me?" And when he turned (and came), I clocked him in the mouth. He fell to his knees and I slammed my gloved fist on top of his head. He passed out cold. I looked up at the noblewoman, "This man has committed crimes against humanity. Do you want to join him, or forget you saw this?" She shook her head, "We all hate him. He's really strong. I'm not going to stop you." Then she walked away. Considering him, he actually did seem really strong. Stronger than me, even. How does one with so much power become like this? Why not just overthrow a Jarl and take his place? Who knows? I took out a kit from one of the bondage rooms. I pulled out some rope and bound his hands and feet. I looked over to Runa, "Sure you want to watch this?" "What did he do to you?" "He raped me. A hundred times. He paraded me around Solitude and let every random man who wanted to rape me. He whipped me," I said, "Who knows how many others he's done this to." I pulled the ropes extremely tight. I pulled my clothes off, piece by piece. Then I pulled a belt and a strap-on from the kit and strapped them around my waist. I grabbed the riding crop and whipped the Jailer a few times until the started awake. "I'll ask you again, do you remember me?" I asked. "N~no," he stammered. He started to yell, unaware of what was going on, and I stuffed a cloth into his mouth, tying another around his head so he couldn't talk but he could see. I tightened the links again. "You will," I replied, thrusting the strap-on into his ass. He screamed against the bonds, but almost so sound came out. I kept going like that for a while until I became bored. I put my clothes back on, wondering why I'd taken them off in the first place - I guess it was habit. I decided I would whip him for a while again, all the while he begged for mercy. Eventually I pulled out the gag so I could enjoy it. When he tried to scream again I started punching him in the head. I hadn't looked at Runa the whole time, but when I looked at her then I could tell she was terrified. He fell onto the floor again, out cold. "Sorry, I did warn you," I said. "Are you...done?" She asked. "Well I didn't exactly pay him back, but I think I did enough. Now to get creative," I said. I tied him up very tightly into a ball and threw him into a sack. I walked past Ulfric and Galmar, still arguing about the moot. I said hi, and they didn't suspect anything. I got a horse and we rode with great fervor back to the north. I knew just the spot. I ran across the ice fast enough that Runa could barely keep up, but eventually we reached the Serpent Stone. I set the sack down, feeling around for where his body parts were oriented. "Brace yourself," I said to Runa. Then I stabbed him in the lower belly. He screamed, but I did it with such precision that I knew the wound would take him hours to die. That is, if he didn't die from exposure out here. I cut open the sack. He rolled out, prone onto the cliff behind the Serpent Stone. And that was my mistake. As soon as he became aware, he readied a green spell and cast it in a great cloud. I fell to my knees, limp, as did Runa. We'd been standing on the cliff's edge to we both toppled onto a lower ice shelf. I struggled, paralyzed. "Fu~fu~fu," I screamed, but no intelligible noises came out of my mouth. The Jailer hobbled over to us, having casted a restoration spell to stop the bleeding, then he pulled the kit from my back and tied Runa up and blindfolded her. "I'll .... kill...." I started, but he blasted me with another paralyzing spell. "Such dirty women need to be punished," he said, haggardly. He pulled out a red leather... thing from the kit and casted some kind of very advanced spell, transposing my clothes with the suit. I was utterly restrained in every way imaginable. I was mittened, armbindered, pony shoe'd, legs bound together, suited in a binding dress, but not gagged or blindfolded. As the paralyzation wore off I hobbled toward Runa, who was frozen in fear. "I tell you what," he stammered. I'm sure he was still in an amazing amount of pain, and in his underwear in the freezing tundra. He said, "I'm going to punish her first." "You son of a bitch! I'm going to rip off your every limb and eat it!" I screamed. "What's.. happening?" Runa said, terrified. "Don't worry, honey," he caressed her cheek. Of course, he was fiddling with himself to get ready and it was freezing. And... he turned toward her. I took a sharp breath. I was a master thief. This was fucking nothing! But how to go about this... I was a mage too! I casted Unlock on the mittens. Talos praise Alteration. Then I used Telekinesis to grab a lockpick from my pack and toss it into my hands. I rolled and acrobatically picked the lock on the legbinder. Then I dropped the lockpick. FUCK! I turned to find he grabbing her by the face. By the will of some daedra, maybe Molag Balls, he was hard. "Hey, asshole," I said. He turned his head. I had to think of something fast. "What?" My eyes lit up with glee. "You should've gagged me!" I remembered a third thing. Something I never wanted to admit. I was Dragonborn. "TIID - KLO!" Time slowed to a crawl. "FUS -..." Runa's ears perked up and she knew what was coming. She fell back, flat on her back. "RO - DAH!" I shouted, and the Jailer flew backward, time still crawling along. In the intervening time, I'd gone back to the Greybeards and pleaded for them to teach me the last word of Unrelenting Force. They denied me, so I went and looked for their damned Horn. Turns out, It'd been stolen by the woman in Whiterun - Delphine. I hadn't bothered to go back to her after our initial meeting, just went back to the Greybois. I used the extra time to grab another lockpick and pop the lock on the armbinder. I freed my arms, readying Elemental Bolt on both hands. I took two steps forward, then as the time dilation stopped, I fired a bolt toward the Jailer. It wouldn't be enough, though, so I pulled out my bow. The tried-and-true method of killing a man with an arrow. I drew an arrow. I knew he'd have to surface soon or he would never surface. I spotted him on the far shore. He was barely holding on to life. I took a deep breath, still only wearing the red binding suit, and fired. The first arrow hit him between his shoulder blades. The second, in his lower back. He got to one knee, holding his wound. I shot a third one, now that he was stationary, and got him in the back of the neck. I quickly untied Runa, cut the red suit off me and threw the lot of it into the Sea of Ghosts. Then I put my normal clothes back on, building a fire with Destruction and wood I had in my pack. We warmed up over a couple minutes silently. Then I started to walk towards him. "He's dead, mom," she said. "I'm just making sure," I said back, hopping across the ice again. He was lying there, bleeding, freezing, "Please..." That was all he got out between his shivers. Runa put her hand on my shoulder. I raised an eyebrow. What...? She kicked into the water. "Good riddance," she said. I've heard drowning is one of the worst ways to die. I mean, hopefully. We traveled back to Windstad and found the boys sitting around the fire on this cold evening. The first thing I did was hug my husband. "Damn you're cold!" He said. He didn't ask what we'd been through until the kids went to bed. But he got pretty mad when I told him what happened. Not the murder, I mean, he's a Daedra. But the nearly getting myself killed again. And what almost happened to Runa. We laid down together and not much more was said. A few hours later, I heard a sound. I silently got up, walking through the house. The boys' room was across from ours. Safe there. I went downstairs and passed by Valdimar's room - he was snoring. I wondered if that's what it had been. Then I went over to Runa's room to see a dark figure standing over her bed. I crept over to it, stealthily drawing my dagger. No fool thief or whatever was going to get the best of me. I wrapped an arm around the target's waist, another putting my dagger to their throat. "This had better be one hell of an explanation. Or you're going to be sleeping tonight in the Sea of Ghosts," I whispered. "Destana," the woman said. "Who...?" I said, "Is that Astrid?" "Yes, sister. It's been awhile," she replied, "Could you take your dagger off my throat?" "Promise you're not here to kill Runa," I commanded. "No, no. That's not my intention. Quite the opposite, actually." "Opposite?" I sheathed my dagger, "You're going to make her double-alive?" Astrid giggled, "No, silly. And where have you been these past few years?" "I heard about a lot of murders, you guys seem to be doing pretty well on your own. Since the Night Mother came back," I said, leading her into the common room with the big table, "I had a lot going on." "I understood. You have," Astrid gestured, "All this now. You're a guildmaster. I figured I'd let it slide. We have an understanding with the Thieves' Guild. If we really needed you I would've called on you." "So, how are things?" "Not bad. Can't complain." "So why are you here, creepily hovering over my daughter?" I asked. "You really don't remember, do you?" She asked. "Remember?" "You performed the black sacrament to kill that Jailer," Astrid replied. I pursed my lips. Oh yeah. When I'd found no way of killing him myself, I figured the other assassins could do it. I'd even gossiped about it with Babette. "That girl told you, didn't she?" I asked. "Yup. I took on the job myself, since even you couldn't find him," she said. "So why are you here? I killed him. I'm still a member, right? No problem," I shrugged. "I was following you until the last. When I caught up with you, what I found was a sweet, innocent girl kicking a man into the ocean to freeze to death. Almost as inspired as your first kill," Astrid replied. I put my head down on the table, "And now she owes a kill to the brotherhood. Shor's bones." "Yup," she said. I sighed, "I'm not sure if she can handle this." "Killing none of the targets was always an option," Astrid explained, "Or even me, if you were skilled enough." "Am I allowed to... sit in or anything?" I asked. "No. That would taint her decision. I want this to be a real test," Astrid replied, "Your sweet, innocent girl will make whatever decision comes naturally to her. But don't be surprised if it's not the one you expect." "Fine!" I said, "But I don't want anything to happen to her." That night I figured out how Astrid does it. A sleeping poison. Makes them sleep so deeply the brotherhood initiates can carry the target to the shack. Conveniently not very far from here. I didn't get to see what happened in the shack, but I did wait up the rest of the night to see her emerge in the morning. Her blade had blood on it, which is not what I'd hoped for. "Did they at least deserve it?" I asked. She nodded silently, "How do you know about them?" "I'll tell you all about it on the way to the sanctuary," I replied, grasping her hand. New Mods for Time Skip:
  21. Hi, it's me, Destana. Last time I did some work for the Riften Jarl, the Thieves' Guild and the Dark Brotherhood, attended a class at Winterhold, and then I was on my way to Markarth. And what do you know, when I arrived in Markarth, it was being attacked by Lost Valley Forsworn, with a Mammoth and Giant. I jumped in, managing to take a couple down with my bow and sneaking into the guard tower to continue my onslaught of arrows. Really, the guards kept them busy while I killed everything (though it took probably 50 arrows for the giant and mammoth, and a few potions because of archers getting wise and firing back). I walked up to the gate to find all the Markarth gate guards piled in a charred heap. Guess they'll need to hire more. Had I been to Markarth before at this point? I don't think so. First impressions are crucial. I walked in and witnessed a murder not five seconds after I thought I was safe within the city walls. The murderer yelled something about the forsworn. So, I guess I'll put it on my list to find out about these forsworn guys. A guy handed me a note and assured me he had no idea what was going on but the note said to meet him later. But I had more important things to do. The Silver Blood Inn was right in front of me so I went and talked to the DB contact first - Muiri. She wanted me to kill a guy in an old dwarven ruin. He used her. Her body also. That's a murder I can get behind. And bonus, she wants me to kill a woman in Windhelm as well. I'm sure I'll be back there eventually. "I will be done," I said, meaning, 'I'll get to it when I get to it.' (EDIT): I totally forgot about this, but I walked into a house while I was there and Molag Bal contacted me. A Bro of Stendarr was there with me. Apparantly Molag Bro told him that it was him or me. Before he could even finish drawing his weapon, he was stabbed. I went to the basement and found Molag Bal's statue, who spoke to me. He asked me to find a priest and destroy him. Which... I nodded my head, and to this day have still not done. I did, however, find three Daedra at the entrance to the house on my way out. And... wondering if they all measured up to Sanguine, I enticed them and got them to show me. If you know what I mean. They don't, by the way. (/EDIT) Next, I went to see Calcelmo, into the dwarven ruins that served as a hold for the Jarl. As soon as I entered, a robed man and a nord were having a disagreement. Apparently the inner dwemer ruins are locked. I approached him, feeling like I was going to be drawn into the ruins here eventually anyway, "What's wrong?" "People have been showing up with bite marks when coming out of the Hall of the Dead. You look like an adventurer, want to take a look?" "Geez, you barely know me and you're offering me the keys? Sure," I said, taking the keys. I continued through a passage to Calcelmo. "What do you want?" He didn't even look up from his notes. "I'd like to buy some spell tomes," I said. "Magic, always magic. Never history!" He seemed unusually angry. "Well, I am curious about history too. I've been told you're an expert on the Falmer language," I said. "Yes, yes I am," he said. "Could I see your texts?" "You're crazy. It's my life's work," he said. "Surely I could pay you for your time," I replied. "Being a scholar, money isn't my highest priority," he sneered. "..." I waited a few seconds, thinking I should formally train my speechcraft, "I'll give you a blowjob." The old man looked at me with a little disgust, then he smirked, "It's been years. I guess I could let you into my lab." So I did. I'm good at using my mouth to convince people, one way or another. He handed me the keys to his lab, then I said, "How about the ruins proper? I'd like to explore. I'm kind of a dungeon connoisseur." "Hmm... if you deal with a nasty giant spider, then sure," he said, handing me another key. I went to kill the spider first, judging it to be a quicker task. And, indeed, I sliced through a few small monstrous spiders with my sword and killed the big boy with my bow before he got to me. After the spider was a journal with a corpse, detailing an expedition that'd been lost, I presumed. Urgh! The breadcrumbs! I wrote that down in my quest log and continued in further. Once inside, I had my first encounter with the Falmer. Disgusting creatures. Because I was completely silent and now getting very good with the bow, I made short work of most the targets I came across, though a Chaurus Reaper was a little tougher. I gathered journals of the other expedition members and turned on the defenses of the area, at which point I was attacked by a very strong golden dwemer ghost who summoned a large centurion. Sensing I was beyond my depth, I hopped down to a previous door and ran out between the remaining falmer fighting the now awakened dwemer defense systems. I then ventured into the museum, ready to have this over with. A guard tried to stop me, but I showed him the key. While I was walking away I remember him saying, "This is Markarth, traveler, safest city in the Reach." I almost burst out laughing. I nearly got killed twice just trying to get in the doors. I passed some guards and books about dwemer, then tried to open the doors to the lab. The key I had didn't open, so I used my own key. Easy lockpick. I walked in further to find more armed guards, but not the hold variety. Looked like freelancers. They immediately drew weapons on me. "Help! Intruder!" The woman in heavy armor shouted, coming at me with sword and shield. "I'm here for Calcelmo!" I shouted, but she wasn't hearing it. I used my shield to knock her sword out of the way and gave her a few good slashes, sending her down. A man behind her followed up, getting the same treatment. I took keys and gold from their bodies. Strange. I went up some stairs and found two more guards looking at some mechanism. Not chancing it this time, I put the left guard down with an arrow to the back of the neck. The right guard hadn't even reacted before he got the same treatment. I continued on and a third walked toward the scene of gore. I jumped out from behind him and slit his throat. Wondering if I was going overboard, I walked up to another guard a few rooms later sitting in a chair. He immediately drew weapons on me and attacked, so I killed him too. Another joined the battle and I put him down, then a third, who'd been firing arrows into the room. I shot her in the leg and finished the job with my sword as I closed the distance. Who were these guys? And for that matter, why were they so weak? They seemed like amateurs. The next room I snuck in quickly before anybody saw me and slit a guy's throat. A wizard sitting at a table and more guards drew so I booked it out of the room. When the first guard turned the corner he got an arrow to the face, an arrow to the knee, a shield to the side of the head, then a blade to the chest. The second guard (single file, I guess) got an arrow between the eyes and died instantly. I peeked into the next room to find the wizard aiming spells at me. "Why are you attacking me? I'm just trying to find something and I'll go!" But he kept shooting. I buried an arrow in his chest, which nearly immediately killed him. Guess I didn't know my own strength. Then he started to run. I stepped into the room and aimed the last arrow in his back. Were these guys trying to rob Calcelmo or something? I mean, that's not to say I wasn't taking the stray valuables as I trekked through. I shrugged. I've killed people for less. I continued in to Calcelmo's Tower. Before me, a balcony. I jumped up onto the balcony to find the slab I'd been looking for. But I didn't have anything to record the data. I ventured through the balcony's door and found come charcoal and paper to take a rubbing. I did the deed and found a few more of the mysterious guards approaching. My first thought was just to kill them. But I realized I could just shut the door behind me, cast Lock, wait for them to pass by the balcony and just slip out unnoticed. One of them stayed to guard the door and I aimed my bow at his head. But then he also walked into the room. I slipped out. Seeing that it was night and feeling the sleep deprivation hit me, I told Calcelmo about the spider and gave him the journals. I played at the Silver-Blood Inn and slept until noon the next day. But honestly, who sleeps on stone beds? Terrible. I was talking with the innkeeper about rumors and he said Helgen'd been attacked and destroyed, and bandits had taken residence there. An entry for later. On the way to Windhelm, I stopped at Raldbthar and killed Muiri's target. Hardly worth a mention - a group of bandits and some random dwemer constructs (found myself a Bandit Skull Shield), then to Windhelm where her secondary target was. I walked in and talked to her, offering her comfort in the form of sex. The thing about Windhelm is there aren't a lot of private places, but I was able to do the deed in an alley and stash the body out of sight. Then I continued to go north to Enthir and Karliah with that rubbing from earlier. He asked how I got the rubbing, to which I told him I blew the old man. And he asked for one too. Sigh, whatever. Spread debauchery. After he translated the text we found Mercer had desecrated something called the Twilight Sepulcher. Karliah gave me a Nightingale Blade and told me to meet her at the guild so we could explain what was happening. I figured I would get those books the Archmage wanted while I was here. The Librarian said the books were gone, taken by a mage to a place called Fellglow Keep. Wait! I already killed everything there a few weeks ago. Smiling, I decided I would take a detour and just collect the things on the way to Riften. I slept in my college bed before going. Good thing I have a horse, I'm doing a lot of traveling. ...Or not! I showed up at Fellglow Keep to find a group of wizards having moved in. This was bound to happen after an area is cleared out. What's more as I drew near voices came from behind me. A bunch of thugs who'd been hired to hunt me down! First thing I did was run off into the open plains so the wizards didn't follow, then have a long drawn-out fight with the thugs (stronger by far than anything I'd been fighting recently). After downing two of them, one of the mages started shooting at the last thug. I was confused by this, but maybe the mages weren't immediately hostile to me. When the thug was down, the mage nodded to me calmly, then readied a spell. I sighed, drawing bow and dealing the last hit to him. I ventured inside, ready for more of the same. I killed the first bandit by shooing him between the eyes, killing his pet spiders in short order and the bandit mage sitting at a table easily. I went into a hallway to find a Goblin Shaman and an Apprentice Fire Mage fighting. The Goblin kept eying me as I was sneaking behind the mage, like he knew I was going to kill whoever won. He was right, of course. But the mage stepped on a dart trap and killed himself, so it saved me the work. The next room held a jail with vampire fleglings and I threw all the levers, letting them all out. They rushed past me and wreaked havok on the mages in the next room, both sides decimating each other. Maybe I hadn't cleared this area. Lots going on here. I went into the next room that had dead vampires splayed out on tables. Forget books - I was interested in what was going on here. Next room was filled with dead goblins and mages. Then after that, pyromancers testing fire spells on vampires in cages, which, I killed the mages. Another jail room, with the mage who stole the books. I let him out, but he couldn't tell me where the books were, only with the Caller. Right. Just another person for me to kill. "Want me to follow you around and help you find them?" He asked. "You should get to safety," I replied, not really in the mood to talk to anyone. "You're sure you don't need my help?" He asked. "If you don't get out of my face I might kill you myself," I replied. "I hope the caller turns you inside out," he replied. I growled, took out my sword and swung it at him in immediate rage and took his head off. Whoops!! I clenched my teeth. I may have reacted a little bit overboard. I was just mad and trying to scare him. I sheathed it and said to myself, "Yeah... those bandits are unbelievable. Why would they behead him...?" I stepped into a crypt, making short work of skeletons and necromancers, keeping my search going. Finally, I reached the Caller, who told me she would let me leave even after I'd killed her men, but would not give me the books. Wrong answer. I drew my bow and she started summoning, and she was dead before her lackeys came in to help her. They followed soon after. Gods, I am on a roll. From there I headed to Riften to the Ragged Flagon. Karliah and I showed the guild the proof that Mercer is a scumbag, and they checked the vault. Everything was gone. So they tasked me with getting in to Mercer's house in Riften. I leapt over the gate and instead of reasoning with Vald I opted for the stabbing him to death - the same method I used with all of Mercer's guards (which, do these people just wait here all the time and just draw a paycheck? He never comes here). I got the plans, a mountain of gems and somehow all his traps are super sensitive as I was not able to bypass them. I found he had a secret path back to the Flagon, which I used to get back there. Karliah told us to meet at the Twilight Sepulcher, which seems like a good thing for doing immediately. Blessing of Nocturnal, here I come. Maybe it was her that was looking after me during my early days. I went over to the Shadow Stone and we dealt with a couple random necromancers before Karliah led us into the Sepulcher. We took the oath. Now I'm a Nightingale, whatever that really means. So my next mission is to kill Mercer and get the Skeleton Key. "We had a long discussion before you arrived," Brynjolf started as he came down from his pedestal, "Somebody needs to take Mercer's place as guild leader." "Okay," I said, "That's obvious." "Because of you we were able to root out this cancer in the guild. We think you should replace Mercer." I raised an eyebrow as high as I could, "I've been in the guild three, maybe three and a half months. Why don't you do it? You're the obvious choice." "I've been at this a long time. I might even be one of the best. But I don't want to lead. Never desired it, never cared for it. Don't want it. Once we establish the foothold we need and we do this one big job, you're it." "Alright. I guess," I said, "I mean, I am the boots on the ground. I am like 70% of the guild's income." Brynjolf laughed, "That's the spirit. Mercer is in Irkngthand. We'll meet you there." I walked back to Riften and to the Jarl's palace. "I sorted out that Skooma den," I told her. "You're a boon to this city. Like Mjoll, you've done service to the members of this community. I'd like to offer you the title of Thane. Honeyside is available for purchase if you'd like it." I turned to the steward to make the arrangements. I handed her a huge sack of gold and said, "Please, add a children's bedroom. Do I get my own housecarl?" "Her name's Iona." "She sounds lovely," I replied, headed to sleep in my new home. It would take the Nightingales a couple days to get to that ruin I still can't pronounce. In the mean time, I decided it was time to raise that army!
  22. Hey there, it's me, Destana. Where was I in the story? I'd found out the name of the person trying to take down the Thieves' Guild. I fought once in the Arena, and was not going to do that in my present state. I played a few Inns as a Bard, was not an official member yet. I was a student at the College of Winterhold. I have attended one class. I have designs on becoming a Thane in Riften in the near future to get an actual house. Most importantly, I was pregnant with the child of Sanguine, Daedric Lord of Debauchery. Also, his adherent. Spreading debauchery, but trying to keep myself safe. Most pressing, though, I was kidnapped by some woman and three people were tied up in front of me. “You’re safe. Which is more than I can say about Grelod the Kind," the woman was sitting on top of a bookcase. “You know about that? I’m surprised you followed me all the way to Winterhold.” “Half of Skyrim knows. You killed the matron of an orphanage in cold blood. Nobody saw you. People are saying you’re a ghost. It was a good kill. But there is a slight… problem.” “Problem?” “That Aretino boy was looking for the Dark Brotherhood. Me and my associates. Grelod was a contract. Now, you must repay the kill.” “Who?” “Turn around. I’ve collected these guests from…places. Doesn’t matter from where. There’s a contract out on one of them. They can’t leave here alive. You figure out which one.” I went to the middle one first, a woman. “Get these damn things off me! If you’re going to kill me, go ahead!” I almost said, ‘Ok’ and just did it. Customer service with a smile. Reconsidering, I asked, “Why would someone want to kill you? Just tell me what I want to know.” “I’m a woman with six children with no husband. You’re damn right if you think I’ve made enemies.” I sighed, though I really wanted to kill her. Next! The khajit on the right. “Vasha, at your service. Killer of fools, defiler of daughters. If you don’t know my name, perhaps I will carve it on your corpse later.” “You guys really don’t want to live, do you?” I asked, then said, “Why would someone want to have you killed?” “I have many enemies. If they didn’t, I’d take it as a personal insult.” Still thinking, I moved to the nord man on the left. “I’m Fultheim, a nobody. Please, just let me go.” “Why would somebody pay to have you killed?” “Oh gods, I don’t want to die.” “Just answer the question.” “Well, I’m a sellsword and have been for many years. I’m sure somebody would want me dead after all that.” I sighed. The khajit had been shouting insults from the other side of the room since I started with the man, so he was definitely dead. Should I go for extra credit? The sellsword seemed legit, though, who is to say who actually deserves death? He might be a secret rapist racist. The only reason I wasn’t considering the foul woman in the middle was her six kids, but that might be a lie as well. I walked over to the khajit and slit his throat with a dagger. There. As I started to walk back the woman shouted at me to get the bonds off her again. I slapped her in the side of the head. “The Khajit and the mother. Interesting choice,” the assassin said. I raised an eyebrow, looking back at the woman. Was she unconscious? I didn’t hit her that hard. Well, whatever. “Who was the right answer?” I asked. “Irrelevant. You got a contract to kill and you killed. Simple as that. You’re free to go, but, why not take our relationship to the next level?” She detailed the location of a hidden door on the southern end of Skyrim and gave me a password, if I was interested in joining. The Dark Brotherhood. Her name: Astrid. I got out of there immediately. I let out a long breath. Had I really become that callous about murder? Maybe Mephala or Molag Bal was a better fit for me than Sanguine. Shaking it off, I looked at my map as I put some distance between me and that shack. Not far from Dawnstar, I walked there. I’d only gotten the chance to sleep for a few hours before they took me and it was just after dark now, so I played at then slept at the Inn. I figured I should probably tie up a lot of loose ends before Morndas, I woke up very early, bought yet another horse, and rode down to Windhelm again. I walked into the Palace of Kings to find the two men in their map room. Galmar turned, "Ulfric! You owe me a drink! She made it back alive. You're definitely Stormcloak material. Ready to take the oath?" "Oath?" I asked. "You swear fealty to Ulfric Stormcloak, future high king of Skyrim," Galmar replied. "Alright. I'll do it," I looked down at my still regular-looking belly. Maybe this would help create a better future for this land that I was quickly making my permanent home. He began, and I repeated, step-by-step, "I do swear my blood and honor to the service of Ulfric Stormcloak, Jarl of Windhelm and true High King of Skyrim. As Talos is my witness, may this oath bind me to death and beyond even to my lord as to my fellow brothers and sisters in arms. All hail the Stormcloaks, the true sons and daughters of Skyrim!" I smiled. It felt good. "Oh and here, you ought to look the part," Galmar handed me a set of Stormcloak armor. I slid it into my pack, knowing I was just going to sell it later (not as good as what I have). "Oh, and I have a mission coming up you'd be good at. Somebody good in the field and resourceful, not like these milk-drinkers," Galmar chuckled. "Are you on about the crown again?" Ulfric said from across the table, "I don't need a crown to be high king." "But if you did have it, then it would legitimize your claim!" Galmar grinned. "A crown doesn't make a king," Ulfric responded. Galmar turned to me then, "I've found the final resting place of the Jagged Crown. Can you believe it?" I raised an eyebrow, like he expected me to know what that was. "Korvanjund. If old King Bargas is buried there, we're bound to run into trouble." No explanation needed. Dungeon crawling was one of my favorite and best skills. Ulfric could have his old dusty crown as long as I got a cut of the gold and gems. I walked out of the room thinking to myself, 'But, if I am truly ... protecting myself, should I not wear heavier armor? Or maybe... I could carry a shield. Heavy armor would just slow me down.' I walked over to the barracks and picked up a Windhelm Guard Shield (same symbol as the Stormcloaks). "Ah yes, there we go," I nodded. I figured it would take a few days for the Stormcloaks to get there - you know how armies are. It was only a short ride but they'd spend a great deal of time getting equipped. I decided to finish my errands. I went south to the Dark Brotherhood sanctuary. I would at least hear them out. I took a carriage to Falkreath (played the Inn there) and went into the woods. Eventually I searched out a black door with a skull on it. "What is the music of life?" The door said. Not the strangest thing I've seen, "Silence, my brother." Brother door. The brother of door. "Welcome home," the door replied. I walked in to find Astrid leaning against a post on the far side of the room. "I got past your spooky door, what now?" I asked. "Welcome, sister. Now you join the family. This is our sanctuary. Get comfortable," she said. I wasn't planning on resting just yet. "I'm going to arrange your first big job. Before that, though, talk to Nazir. He might have some smaller contracts to tide you over. Here, have some new armor. May it serve you well." Another new suit of armor. I took it, putting some of it in my bag but clumsily dropping some of it. I blinked. I picked up one of the boots and dropped it again. Expecting a thud, it made no noise whatsoever. My eyes glowed greedily as I stripped off my Thief Guild boots and threw them somewhere and put on the Dark Brotherhood boots. Even the improved boots I stole from Vex weren't as good as these babies. I slid on the gloves, hood and body armor as well. I would keep robes for when I needed to do more spellcasting, but I figured the best defense would be not to be seen or heard. I walked into the next room and the members of the guild were talking. Out of the crowd I picked up that Nazir was the Redguard. "So you're the newest member of our dwindling, dysfunctional family." "Hi," I said, not sure what to make of these people. Thievery I could understand, but killing was something I'd always needed to do, or did for a purpose. But killing for the sake of killing? Wait, do we get paid for this? "I give you three days before you're dead. Just like all the others," Nazir said. "Got work for me?" "Straight to the point. I like it. I have three," Nazir folded his arms, "I'll have more coming in from time to time to be completed at your leisure. They're not going anywhere." "People pay us for this, right?" "Oh yes. Sometimes exorbitant fees," Nazir handed me the dossiers, "Not these. These are cheaper ones. Gotta get your feet wet first." Well, alright then. As I turned to leave I noticed the guild members had already scattered to their own devices. I walked to a set of stairs to try and see if any one of them had any tips, or training advice, or whatever. But I found pause. There was a strange pounding in my head, like a chant that stopped me in my tracks. My vision began to blur. Something was streaming from a wall nearby and I felt inexorably drawn to it. I stepped forward, the chanting beating in my ears like thunderclaps. Runes. Ancient runes were written on this wall. One set in particular, I could feel energy, knowledge pouring into me. My skin covered in goosebumps and I felt a sudden exultation, like a heroic song playing in my heart. A tear came to my eye as the energy faded. Then there was silence. "Krii...?" I said to myself, like I had learned something, but I had no idea what it meant. If I had gained anything, I had no way to access this knowledge. I turned to Nazir, who'd been staring at me the whole time. "You...okay?" He asked, "You started acting weird." "I guess?" I asked, "Ever experienced something weird with this wall?" "No, not really. It's just a wall with some runes on it. Pretty standard for ancient nord ruins. This place was built inside of a small tomb," Nazir replied. I got up and walked out, not sure what had just happened. Astrid was standing in the entryway again. "Got the contacts. Be back in a few days," I said. "Good luck," she said back, "Hey, before you go, want to learn a new skill?" "Sure," I said sheepishly. "Let's go to the bed in the next room." "Ah, that kind of skill," I smirked. "Well, it is easy to get a woman distracted during sex. You can capitalize on this and take her out," Astrid replied. "I know how to do this already, but, practice makes perfect," I smiled. So, you know, we did the sex. When we were done she said, "If you want to practice on a man, you can go talk to Arnbjorn, my husband." I raised an eyebrow, "You'd be okay with that?" "Of course. I have sex with quite a few people during missions. It's just business," she said as she got her clothes back on. I walked down to what looked like a forge where Arnbjorn was working. A big meaty Nord man. "What do you want, beef roast?" He spat, not looking up from his work. I stood there. Very threatening. I smirked a little, finding myself interested. Wanting to ask the question I was about to even more. "You're a new recruit. I'm not going to bother learning your name now. If that's all, go away," he said, hammering. "Why're you so mad?" I spat. "Look. If you're trying to get to know me - don't. I don't like you, and I never will. It's nothing personal. But... My wife trusts you, and I trust her judgment. So you can't be all bad. Here's all you need to know: I'm a werewolf. I like killing things. I love Astrid. I hate annoying people. And the color blue gives me a headache." A werewolf? Strangely enough, that had me even more intrigued. I'd never seen one in the flesh before. "Astrid said you could teach me something," I said, like I didn't know what I was asking. Maybe the innocent act would entice him like a little lamb minding its own business. He grinned, showing his teeth more than anything, "Okay. Turn around." He was finally watching me as he talked. I did what he asked. He grabbed my hips and pulled down the brotherhood pants, touching my butt, "This what you had in mind?" "I figured you'd teach me how to kill a man while fucking him," I smiled sweetly. He blinked, "You do know what I am." "Yes." "Alright," he said, with a growl I felt something enter me. Luckily, nobody else was in the big common room. He was rough and we made some noise. When we were done, I left. It was time to ride my horse back to Riften. I rode as fast as I could, doing my best to make good time, and reached it in the middle of the night on Loredas. I slept in the guild bunkroom until Sundas morning. I fenced with Tonilia and Ra'skaar then I reported in. "Morning, lass," Brynjolf said, "News from Gulum-Ei?" "Karliah," I said between him and Mercer Frey and that seemed to do it. Also distracting them from the fact that I'd not given one whit of information about the sneaky argonian. "She said meet her where it all began," I continued. "Snow Veil Sanctum," he said, "This time, the two of us are going together." I peered at my map really quick, "Hmm... I guess it's on the way..." Between Windhelm and Winterhold. "Then it's settled, I'll meet you there," Mercer said. I popped topside for a few minutes to go to Mistveil Keep. "My Jarl, what does it take to be named a Thane of the Rift?" I asked. "Members of the community will need to vouch for you. At least five," Jarl Laila replied, "And if you take care of the Skooma ring around here, It wouldn't hurt your chances." "Okay, where should I investigate?" "Try the docks," Anuriel, the steward said from beside her. I asked myself if I had time for this. I hefted my pack full of packrat garbage that I'd been accumulating since I came to Skyrim. I looked through various poisons, potions and different types of skooma. I eyed Leaf Skooma, which increased the speed and stamina of the imbiber, but was highly addictive. I'm pregnant. Can't do that. So I put the bottle away. No matter, I would need to use the natural drug to drive me forward: adrenaline! I clenched my fists, ready to take on the challenge of: BECOMING THANE AS FAST AS POSSIBLE! Okay. Five people. Skooma drug ring. I AM SPEED! I sprinted to the marketplace. "Hey you! Yeah you!" I shouted, "You need help?" At no one in particular. "Bring me ten fire salts," Balimund said. I dumped the contents of my pack on the ground and fished out fire salts, counting up to ten, "Done. Vouch for me." "Thanks!" Balimund shouted back, using them to light his forge even hotter. "Who else needs help?" I shouted. Ingun Black-Briar spoke up, "I could use some alchemical ingredients." I threw an armful of alchemical garbage at her, "DONE! VOUCH FOR ME!" "Thanks?" Ingun replied, "Oh hey, some of this is what I needed." "Next!" Talen-Jei said, "I could use three flawless amethysts." "May as well just ask for gold. Here!" I chucked a sack of gems at him, "Vouch for me." "Well, I would take money," Snilf, the beggar said. I squinted at him. I wondered if a beggar would count for this purpose, "Screw it. Done!" I shouted as I threw a sack of 100 gold at him. "One more!" I shouted. A man said back to me, "Would you stop screaming? I could hear you clear from the stables. I have half a mind to knock you out." I raised an eyebrow. Would punching this guy set me back, waste time, or propel me forward. "100 gold says I can beat the pants off you!" I shouted back at him. "Deal!" He was the stablemaster, Hofgrir Horse-crusher. I crouched and by the time he'd put up his dukes, I was already laying into him. I clocked him on the back of the head seventeen times, sending him to the street. "To the docks!" I shouted as I sprinted away. "But... your money?" He shouted as I ran. "Greet ~" Wujeeta started. But I shouted over her, "Do you know anything about a Skooma ring?" "Uh... well, I'm addicted to Skooma. I'm going to lose my job ~" "Stop. Tell me exactly what I need to solve your problems," "A healing potion." "Done," I handed her my worst healing potion, "Where do you get your supply? Say it! Say it fast!" I got uncomfortably close to her. "Talos Bones!" She yelled, "Sarthis Idren. He has some sort of a setup over at the Riften Warehouse. You can't get inside though. They've kept that place locked up tight since the war began." I went back to the Jarl, "Found the Skooma. In the warehouse." "Here's the key! Deal with it!" She said, throwing a key at me. I caught it on my way out the door. I drew my crossbow and started firing into the crowd of unsuspecting men, "Do not underestimate the power of an expecting mother who's on a timetable!" When they got close, I pulled out sword and dagger and finished them off, "You won't poison my babies with your skooma!" They were all mowed down quickly, then I traveled back to Mistveil Keep. "Here's the information on the Skooma ring and I helped Snilf, Ingun, Balimund, Talen-Jei, Wujeeta and ... maybe Hofgrir?" Laila Law-Giver blinked, "You were gone like, ten minutes." "Thane? Thane now??" I asked. "Now you need to go get the Skooma den," the steward said. I sighed, "Cragslane Cavern... it's on the way to Snow Veil Sanctum. Which is on the way to the College of Winterhold." It was still morning. Could I do two dungeons with travel time in one day? Best not zone out for this travel and actually get on my horse and book it.
  23. Hey, it's me. Destana. Big news from last time. I was pregnant. Time counter: about three months in Skyrim. I decided I would find what I believed to be Sanguine's human form, Sam Guevenne. So I went to Rorikstead, which I'd been blathering about in my drunken state. I bought a horse from the Markarth stables and headed out, avoiding all uninteresting conflict. I got to Rorikstead after having traveled through the night and put up in the Frostfruit Inn for the night, after playing a set on my lute. Got some food and drink, then went in search of ... whatever it was I needed to find here that I'd done wrong. It didn't take me long for someone to recognize me. "Hey, you!" A man yelled, "You've got a lot of nerve showing yourself in this town again. What do you have to say for yourself?" "I'm sorry," I said, I was wondering if he'd remember me, but obviously I'd transgressed against him pretty fiercely. "Sorry's not good enough! Not while my Gleda is still out there, alone and afraid. You kidnapped her and sold her to that Giant." "Did I say anything about where I left a staff?" I asked. I remembered Sam had said something about the Sanguine Rose (name of the staff and the picture still tattooed on my butt). "You mentioned something like that... when you were running off with my goat! Tell you what - you bring back my goat, and maybe I'll give a damn about your staff," he replied. "Help me retrace my steps and I'll pay you for the goat," I offered him a sac of septims. "Nope. 1000 gold," he replied. "A thousand??" I shouted. I pulled out a bigger sack and handed it over, sighing. The East Empire's money floweth. "Fine, but I'll still be missing my Gleda. Doubt I'll ever have a prize winning goat again. Most of what you said was gibberish but you left a note. The only bit I could read was 'after repaying Ysolda in Whiterun." So I took my horse and rode to Whiterun as fast as I could travel. Took the better part of the day. At nightfall, I found Ysolda. "So, you're finally back. Look, I've been patient, but you still owe me," she said, immediately recognizing me. "Owe you??" I said harshly, figuring I was going to go broke pursuing this venture. "Aw, what's wrong? Did the engagement fall through? Look, how about we call it even, as long as you bring back the wedding ring? That's really a shame - I was so looking forward to the wedding. You said you'd have all the most interesting guests," she replied. "Do you know what I did with it? Things are kinda fuzzy. Also three months will do that." "You went right to give it to your fiancée! Don't you even remember where you left him? And after you told me that sweet story of how the two of you met in Witchmist Grove! I can see why he left you." "That's pretty harsh. And I was very drunk," I considered my options. This time maybe I could appeal to her sympathy without actually spending more money, "I just need to get to the wedding. Please..." "You must have had a wild night if you can't remember that. But I suppose everyone gets the jitters before their wedding. And I did say you could take a bit of time paying me back. You said the ceremony was going to be at Morvunskar. Don't forget..." I walked away. Thinking to myself, I realized that my 'con' was actually me being sincere. I actually wanted to find Sanguine. I had put on a mask to play pretend that was my own face. I smiled silently, walking towards the gate and my horse again. Wait, what is Morvunskar? I took out my log and map. Actually, not far from here. I rode there and dismounted far enough away. I said to myself, "I wonder if with illusion magic I could sneak past all the bandits or necromancers or monsters here. I should really consider learning more magic than the basic handful of spells I know. Make me a better thief." I know not every engagement with enemies needs to be described, so, suffice to say, I'm just going to say I overcame this area (mostly through sneaking). What I remember is some banter between bandits and a necromancer who talked to herself. Eventually I found a portal, just hanging out in the ruin. It transported me to a version of Sanguine's realm. This time, I imagined it was fully dialed down to the lowest level. I mean, I was still stripped naked, my clothes in my pack from the get-go. I walked through the green grass and trees and found where all the torture devices and cages were a nice table, chairs and some food and drink there. Probably a dozen men were there, and as I looked between them, noticed that they were not only wearing the same thing, but looked like copies of one another. No Sanguine. I looked between them. The calm that'd fallen over the group ended, and they started to drink and eat again. What would Sanguine do (WWSD)? Spread debauchery. "Who are you guys?" "Just a bunch of commoners. Don't concern yourself with us," the one nearest me said. "Well uh..." I pondered, "Want to have... group sex?" "How many we talking, here?" One of the other ones said, with the same exact voice. "I dunno, I guess..." I mentally counted them to be seven, now that I was paying attention, "Four on one, then three on one? That seems pretty even." The four nearest me got up, and I had my answer. As they surrounded me, a figure turned the corner from the woods, in his Sam guise. He stopped for a minute, watching before he approached. "Oh, no, don't stop on my account. Enjoy," he smiled, "Of course you found me out. I was beginning to think you wouldn't make it." "Did you say..." I trailed off as one of the 'commoners' went down on me while the others were using their six hands to fondle me, "You needed something to repair the staff, by the way?" "Oh, you can throw all that out," he chuckled, "We're waaay past that stage in our relationship. This was meant as an introduction before you came to the more... risque version of this place. But, I mean, this does have it's own joys. Please, go ahead. I can talk while you sample the pleasures." "Who..." I gasped as two of them sandwiched me between them, rubbing both ends for penetration, "Who are these guys? This is super weird." "Don't worry too much about it. Bearer of my staff," Sanguine dismissed his disguise, this time in full daedric armor, and he sat on his throne to continue watching us. "Be honest," I moaned in between my words as they began to thrust. Four-on-one. "Why did you choose me?" I asked between breaths. "I don't always think my decisions through. But you... you're going places. Maybe a little influence from your old uncle Sanguine could help adjust your course a bit..." "Please...don't...call yourself... an uncle," I gasped. A few minutes of thrusting and the group let me down. "So you're all in, then?" He asked. "All... in," I smirked, weakly standing up. Then I realized I had the three more who were now approaching me, "Talos bones." "Could you... think of curses that use my name, now that you're my adherent?" He asked. "Sanguine's sack!" I shouted as I was taken again. He clapped, "Bravo!" It was about a half hour of fun and then I reappeared in Morvunskar, sticky enough that I needed a bath. I immediately cursed to myself. He'd sent me back and I hadn't even accomplished what I wanted to. Still, maybe he knew already and was just messing with me. "Okay, maybe if I go back the other way," I said to myself. But as I got outside, I considered something. He wants me out here, spreading the word. I don't really want to live in Oblivion, either, nice as it may seem with him. I don't actually have a house that is good enough for a child to live in. Not going to have a baby in the sewers. The problem, as I understand it, is there are limited parcels for houses in the cities as they stand. The people who own property are either the recipients of generational wealth (their grandfather owned it, etc) or they're politically connected and can either afford to buy the one or two vacant houses in the hold (possibly afffordable) or buy land and build their own (which was definitely out of my price range). In order to command that amount of clout, I would need to be made a thane of a hold. Most likely, Riften would be my best bet. Maybe Maven could make it happen if I did a few more jobs for her. Or an easier solution for the time being: maybe one of the guilds has actual living space. Not the Pit Fighters, Thieves, or Bards which I was already a member of. They all have common rooms. I doubted the Companions did for their new members. But the College of Winterhold! That was a possibility. I would just need to demonstrate the basic aptitude for magic and maybe I could weasel my way in. I mean, I know like, six spells. I'd always wanted to study magic. So I traveled back to Windhelm (slept awhile in the Inn while I was there). I told Aventus that I'd done his job. As much as it made me feel bad that I did it, it made the kid happy. I'd already seen letters going out to people advertising a revitalized adoption program set in motion by Constance, the younger woman at the orphanage. So, I guess I did some good, if a little heavy-handed with my actions. I then took the carriage to Winterhold, not wanting to tempt fate on the road. I arrived early in the morning and decided I would go ahead and talk to admissions, or whatever they had. When I got off the carriage I stepped into the middle of a blizzard. I walked through town, avoiding any distractions, and came upon the bridge. A mage from the college, Faralda, blocked my path, "What are your intentions in approaching the college of Winterhold?" "Uhh..." I thought about the least murderhobo response, "I just wanted to have a look around inside." "Ha! Humor is often in short supply here. But I sense that perhaps you're after more than just that," she replied, "How about a small test?" "Test?" "Yeah. Cast a healing spell on me." I frowned a little. The only healing spell I knew healed myself. I shrugged. "A newbie, huh? 30 gold and I'll teach it to you." "Done," I smirked. Drop in the bucket. She showed me how to basically modify the self healing spell to heal her, and I cast it. I get how some wizards just want to learn all the magic, because I felt that drive to collect them all at that moment. I smiled, and she stepped aside. "Go talk to Mirabelle. She should be in the courtyard. You should be able to get a tour and be able to make it to class if you hurry. I'm Faralda, by the way," she waved. "You mean that was the whole entrance exam?" "That's it," Faralda replied, "You'd be amazed how many people can't make it this far. The fact that you picked up a few spells on your own speaks volumes." Godsdamn I could get used to all this praise. I marched over to Mirabelle, who seemed to be just taking care of everything. Handing out orders, directing people (even those older than her). A damned Thalmor wizard was talking to her. "I believe I've made myself rather clear," she said to him, "You are a guest here. We'll not bow to your demands like the Empire." "Yes, of course," he replied snidely and walked off. She turned to me and said, "Welcome to the college. Are you here for a tour? Did you speak with Faralda?" I nodded emphatically. "Alright, we can make this quick so you can join the Alteration class in about an hour... in the Hall of Elements," Mirabelle walked briskly and explained as quickly as she could. She led me to a tower with a circle of rooms, "And here is your room. First on the right." I blinked. It was that easy. I opened the door and found enough room for a person to live and work and study. When I turned, Mirabelle was gone. I actually wanted to learn about magic, so I sped off to the Hall to find an older man getting ready to start his lecture. Tolfdir, the Alteration master. "Welcome!" Tolfdir shouted, "We were just about to begin. The first thing to understand about magic is by its very nature, it's volatile and dangerous. Unless you can control it, it will destroy you." Brelyna, A female student said, "We all understand that." "Of course, my dear," Tolfdir replied, "You all possess some innate ability in magic. True control, mastery, takes years." J'jargo, A khajit replied, "What are we waiting for? Let's get started." "Please, please. Your ambition must be tempered with caution..." Tolfdir started. A male student, Onmund interrupted him, "We've only just arrived. You have no idea what any of us are capable of." I looked at them with disdain. Tolfdir was a sweet aged man and they were showing him a lot of disrespect. "Maybe give us a chance to show what we can do," Onmund continued. "You've been quiet so far, what do you think?" Tolfdir turned towards me. "I think people should listen and learn when possible," I paused to let my rebuke take effect, then I said, "I think showing practical knowledge is good. Obviously some people here are masters already." "Alright, I suppose we can try something," Tolfdir responded, "We'll start with a ward. I'll teach you all a ward which you can use to block spells." He turned to me, "Would you mind helping me with a demonstration? Are you familiar with wards?" I pursed my lips, "Honestly, I don't know any alteration." "That's alright. I can teach you a basic ward for this purpose," he replied. He spent a few moments teaching me the hand motions and methods of casting it, then moved to an opposite pedestal. "Ready?" He asked. I put my left hand out, firing up a Lesser Ward. Not too bad. For like 5 seconds, then I dropped it as I was out of magicka. "You have to keep the ward up. I wouldn't want to hurt you." I could feel them chuckling at me under their breath. High crust brats. I kept my right hand open and held a magicka potion. I put up the ward again, as some magicka had come back. Tolfdir blasted me with a firebolt, which was cancelled by the ward. I didn't need the potion so I put it away. "Excellent start. Please continue practicing with wards," Tolfdir said, "I suggest we take a field trip. The college has excavated the ruin of Saarthal nearby. We should venture there tomorrow morning." "But professor! It's Fredas!" "OH, right you are, right you are! We'll pick this back up on Morndas. Don't forget, Saarthal, bright and early at sunrise on Morndas," Tolfdir said, dismissing the class. I went to the circle that held my room, and of course, I couldn't help but snoop around a little bit and see if anything valuable was just lying around. Behind people's locked doors. After about an hour I returned to my room. J'zargo was in the circle, looking at a book as he walked. "Hey," I said. "No time for talk. Need to get ahead," he said. "Quite the gunner," I folded my arms, "You guys should show some respect. He may be old, but he's a vast wealth of knowledge." "Peh, I need to get stronger now. I've no time to waste with this, or you," J'zargo didn't even look up at me, "Where do you hail from? The streets? You'd probably not even make a good fucktoy for J'zargo." "Are you kidding? I'd make an excellent fucktoy!" I said back. Wait. "Let us put that to the test then!" He shut his book, finally looking up to me. I backed up, stepping into my room, and he shut the door behind us. "Okay, I guess," I said, committing to this spreading debauchery thing. There was a nice rug to insulate my back from the stone floor. It was cold outside. "You seem to be excited to be here," I said when we finished. "Yes, J'zargo wishes to find things to make him a powerful mage. Hopefully small things that fit inside pockets that won't be missed." I smirked, "A cat after my own heart." He went back to his studies, and I wondered what I should do for the time being. It was only a few days. Sanguine could wait. And I was pregnant, but not *that* pregnant. I poked around the school for a few hours, buying various tomes and learning a few more novice spells before settling on making Illusion my primary school of focus (for obvious reasons). I was flipping through my quest log when I realized that dumb job the Stormcloaks gave me was just north of here. I went to Tolfdir and bought a very specific tome - a spell that protected me from exposure. I gathered some wood, got a wool cloak, walked to the tallest tower on the northern end of the College and looked down at the Sea of Ghosts. I could see the island the Ice Wraiths would be on, though this was going to be a bit of a trek. I casted the Warmth spell, drank a Cold Resist potion, then I did what any normal human being would do, I jumped. I landed in the icy water below and swam to shore. Immediately I took out wood from my pack and built a campfire, drying myself off. It took a few minutes but I was okay. I traveled north, jumping from icy island to island, making sure not to go in the water again. "What the fuck is that?" I saw a figure in the sky, looking like a distant bird, or other kind of flying creature, but it vanished as soon as it appeared. I shook my head. I reached the marked place on my map and decided it was a good time to practice what I'd learned. Sneaking (as always) I shot a Firebolt at the first Ice Wraith I saw, and I immediately realized I was not so great at magic yet. It took the blast and angry, came right for me. I drew Dragon's Oath and changed to Flames on my offhand. I slashed at the thing, pelting it with fire, until it went down. I wondered then if there was a way to sneak attack with spells - or at least cast them quieter. Whatever. I touched the Serpent's Stone while I was there. Then I collected what the Stormcloaks wanted (for another day to turn in) and made my way back to the college. It was late afternoon, as the wood gathering and preparation took longer than the trip, and I decided I would go ahead to bed. I did not wake up in the college.
  24. Hey, it's me. Destana. Ever had a life-changing experience that basically told you to keep doing what you're doing but gave you a purpose? I had that last time. I would go find a way to contact Sanguine again in the future, but for now, it was time to return to the guild. I walked through the gates and to the Bee and Barb. Maven accepted the papers, but it didn't give us a lead as to who was trying to buy the meadery. My reward: an Orcish Dagger of Freezing. I grinned. This would pair well with Dragon's Oath on my main hand. Fire and Ice. I went through the front entrance to the sewers to the flagon. "You! Stop right there!" A man shouted. "Uh what?" "Pay us a toll or get gutted!" Another man brandished an axe. "I'm with the guild," I said, realizing I'd been going through the grave or the grate by the stables every time I came through here except for the first time. The bridge was now raised and these men were threatening me, "You guys were so nice a couple months ago when I came through here." "Oh, it's you," they put their weapons away, "Want us to lower the bridge?" "It's okay. I'll go through the graveyard," I backtracked up to the city again, and immediately got plugged by an arrow. "What the..." I reflexively crouched behind the railing. I looked over to who had been shooting me. Dawnguard? "I'm not a vampire!" I shouted, but the man said nothing, reloading what I realized was a crossbow. I peered over to the guards, who seemed to be either not paying attention or waiting to see how this played out. I dashed for the graveyard and slammed the gate behind me. I narrowed my eyes, "No, I'm not going to take this." I turned and opened the gate, shot at him with an Elven Bow and arrow combination. When he fired back, I'd swung the gate closed again. "You're a bitch!" I shouted, "Shouldn't have attacked me!" I swung the gate open again and let loose another arrow, then shut it as he fired back. Finally, he went around the other side and shot at me from behind. I used terrain to my advantage to get close to him, took out my fire and ice combo while he took out his waraxe. I used a death by a thousand cuts strategy as he tired himself out only doing power attacks until he showed signs that his poise was running out, then I moved in and double-slashed him across the chest. I searched his person. "I wonder why this is a thing...?" I found no note on him, or anything strange. Maybe he thought I was a vamp or something? Well, anyway, free crossbow, and some steel bolts. Having never seen anyone carrying either of these, I knew I'd have to save them. Anyway... I went down the graveyard entrance and took a much needed nap (accommodating as he was, Sanguine's realm wasn't all that comfortable). When I walked out to the bar in the flagon, it was after midnight. I fenced some things with Tonilia (who was up unusually late) and then decided I would poke around. I went into the large bunkroom, thinking I might find Brynjolf in here, though when I got there I realized he was probably sleeping in the Cistern - if he was sleeping. Only one person was actually asleep here. Vex. I walked over to her. I bit my lip. I was thinking about the cockamamie job she and Delvin put me through. I scratched my chin as I looked on her. What would Sanguine do(WWSD)? Spread debauchery. I gently pulled her pants off and went down, trying to pleasure her into not wanting to resist before she fully woke up. By the time her eyes were open, she was moaning, it was dark, and she didn't seem to mind it. Once we got into it we both pulled our clothes off and I flipped over and rubbed mine against hers. When we both finished, she said, "I was going to teach you this one anyway. Seducing women and stealing from them while they're occupied." She laid back down and passed out. Had she realized I'd stolen her Guild Master Boots off the floor when I sped out of there? She never mentioned it again, so, I guess not? I'm the one getting my feet wet and my hands dirty all the time. I went over to the cistern then. Mercer accepted the news with a bit of anger, and then told me next I would be going to Solitude to shake down the guy who he thinks is responsible. Ugh... Solitude. I headed over to the bar in the flagon to accept all Vex and Delvin's quests again, this time it seemed free from funny business. "Oi," Delvin said, pointing to the seat across from him, "Want to practice your seduction skills?" I sat, "What do you mean?" "When you're sucking a man's cock, he'll be hard-pressed to notice you're taking his coinpurse. If you handle the coinpurse correctly that is." I smirked, "Been talking to Vex?" "Always," he sneered back, "You had a go with her, how about me?" "Alright," I said. I led him to the bunkroom and gave him a blowjob. He complimented me on my skills. When we came back to the bar, though, I blinked. Half the people had paired off and were having sex now. Vekel and Vex, Ethelinda (the barmaid) and Dirge, Tonilia and Arius. Sanguine, was this your doing? I smiled. When Vex came up from fucking she said to me, "So, how about it?" "How... about what?" I asked, puzzled. "I heard you wanted to be the guild's cumdump." I nearly immediately said no. Then I opened my mouth and said, "Yes, I want to be the cumdump for the guild. Let all the members or associates fuck me." "Well, I guess that's possible. If you know what you're getting into," she smiled, "You just go on your next mission and when you get back, I'll have let everyone know." I blinked. I... didn't mean to say that. But I felt almost like it was the only thing I *could've* said. Strangely, I didn't correct her. I just turned around, bought some food and drink from still naked Vekel, fenced the rest of my goods with Tonilia (I often have to split this up because I am kindof a kleptomanic packrat), shelled out more than a thousand gold to Arius (Ugh, just take the money) to clear my bounty from Solitude, then climbed out the grate by the stables. I tried not to think about what I had just done. When I arrived in Solitude, I decided not to waste time and went right to my target. He was sitting in an alcove, away from prying eyes. "Let me guess, by your smell you're from the guild," Gulum-Ei said. "I'm here about Goldenglow," I said. "Don't know what you're talking about," he said. "You can drop the act, Gulum Ei," I said. "Oh, wait... did you say Goldenglow Estate? My apologies. I'm sorry to say I know very little about that... bee farm, was it?" He asked. "You acted as a broker for its new owner." "Maybe I did, maybe I didn't. I can't be expected to remember every deal I handle." "Identify the buyer and we'll forget what we know," I said. "No way. I'm keeping my hands clean," he replied. Dammit. "Give me the buyer's name or I'll kill you," I gritted my teeth. "Hasn't Mercer Frey taught you people anything? You kill me and your only contact with the East Empire Company vanishes. That's not smart for business." Talos' bones! Either I need more training in persuasion or this guy isn't going to budge. I sighed. My jaw is getting tired. I leaned forward, letting my breasts dangle even in the Thieves' Guild armor and rubbed the front of his trousers with my hand, "Nobody needs to know what you told me." "I'm not telling you..." He groaned a little as I took the dick out of his trousers and started to lick it. I was quick, and we weren't seen. When I was done he said, "Well now that I'm satisfied, I bid you good day." He stood and started to walk off. I swallowed the load, my face contorting with rage. I put my hands on my weapons, but a little voice in my head said, 'If you kill him, you won't get anywhere.' I nodded to the voice, realizing I could just follow him. I took a deep breath and crept out at a safe distance. I followed to the East Empire Warehouse, which I expected. I wasn't sure if he knew he was being followed, but this just got a lot harder. As he went deeper into the Warehouse, I noted they seemed to have a lot of guards. I climbed up onto a platform as I watched Gulum-Ei, and when he passed by a guard passed by the other way. I waited a minute, then dropped and slit that one's throat. Hey, danger in the line of duty. If you're put off by random murder, then there's plenty more where that came from. I crept forward, walking up stairs to the side (to check if there were guards watching from up above) and I found a sleeping loft. One guy asleep. Well, it had taken me all day and half the night to get here so it was night-time again. I crept past him to find a man sitting at a table, counting money with his back to me. I walked forward to knock him out and he got up, drawing a sword. Damn. Well, I slashed him a couple times and like a noble he went down, but I hadn't killed him. So I bound and gagged him. I reached into the chest next to him to find... 8000 gold!! One wonders where I would put all this. And on his person was another 2000 gold. Infact, the chest seemed to be holding much more than I could carry so I looked for the most valuable and/or useful things and swiped them. And... I guess I would call this a consolation prize, I got on top of him and fucked him. Then I tied him so tight he'd need help to escape. I crept past the sleeping man again and shot another guard with my bow and one of my best arrows. He closed the distance and I jumped out from behind a small ship and daggered him in the back. I got the last guard in a similar way to the first one, then followed the trail into Deepwater Grotto. As I entered, two men were talking - Bandits, rather than the guards I'd encountered before. Was I even going the right way? Why would the East Empire Company employ bandits? Maybe not as wholesome as they might seem. And I like that in my mind, I was justified in what I was doing. I drew an arrow and shot the little guy, an Archer. A second arrow to his head sent him dead in the water. But the other guy was nearly at me now. Some kind of bandit champion, he bowled me over with a greatsword. I got up, found myself fighting and losing against this brute Orc. After only a few swipes he knocked me off my feet again, stripping the weapons from my hands and then stripping my trousers. I fought the urge to yell as he got on top of me and thrust into me. But knew if there was a chance of me moving forward I'd need to let him get what he wanted. "You're a fool and I'm going to kill you," I whispered as he fucked me from behind. When he was done several minutes later, he sheathed his sword and put back on his armor, going to pick his companion out of the water. Delvin and Vex, you have taught me well, though this tactic is my own. I snuck over to him, still naked with my dagger in hand, and jumped on his shoulders, digging dagger into his throat. He collapsed into the water. If he was alive before, now he was also drowned. Gritting my teeth, I redressed and pressed on. I found two paths: a bridge and a path of spider webs. I used Flames to burn my way through, and got the giant spider inside with an arrow. On the other side, I ripped through the web with my sword and stabbed a bandit woman in the back. Her partner, a man, came at me with a sword, but found himself wanting against my superior skill (hah, right. If only they could all go that way.) and went down easy. Next segment. Somehow I slipped up because the whole group heard me coming and drew weapons. I noted that the archer was going out to the bridge adjacent to get a better shot at me and not approach. Smart. I hid around an outcropping and waited for the warrior, a barely clothed woman to turn the corner. When she did, I slashed her up with a combo from two weapons. She turned and ran, and I fired an arrow in her back. I turned to find a Dog swimming to shore next to me (obviously the archer's pet) and plugged him as well. Then I turned to the archer, who'd already hit me once. We played the strafe game as he walked back across the bridge, we trading bowshots back and forth. We each got a good shot or two in and as he rounded a stone pillar, eyes still on me he set off a log trap and it swung into his chest, pulverizing him and he fell into the water, dead. "My gods," I said. As I looted, I realized it wasn't just me that'd killed the dog. He'd also hit a bear trap as he came onto shore. I laughed out loud. Somebody is looking out for me. And the final bit I found a stone plateau on the right with a small boat in the water. There was a stone pillar and deep behind the pillar was a set of cages, supplies, and Gulum-Ei. Three guards. I hid behind the face of the plateau for the first guard to come out, then stabbed him in the back, dumping him in the water. The second guard was far enough away he didn't hear, but when he came towards me I broke my stealth because he was a friggin ghost. We fought, but the went down in seconds. Not a very good ghost. Now he's double dead, I guess? What do you pay a ghost in, ghost money? The third one was an archer. I jumped up onto the plateau and snuck behind the huge shelves full of loot and plugged him with arrows. When he finally was able to figure out where I was, I already had three arrows in him and the fourth took him down. This was a good day (well, except that one, but I don't think about that). I strode up to Gulum-Ei, "Give me the deed. I'll decide if I'm going to kill you in a minute." "No need to be hasty!" He forked it over, "It's Karliah who's doing all this. I didn't even know it was her until after she'd already set the plan in motion." "Who?" "He really hasn't told you anything, has he?" Gulum-Ei said, "She's the one who got the former guildmaster killed." "Alright," I silently wondered why they weren't giving me the full story. "So you gonna let me live?" He asked. "Sure. But next time a lady sucks your dick, be more forthcoming," I said through gritted teeth. I looted everything of value, then walked out and traveled back to Riften. Too many of these trips across the whole of Skyrim were leaving me dog tired. I slept again, this time it seemed like for a day and a half. When I got up, I felt terrible. It was about sunset again. I figured maybe I would take a stroll around Riften, like a normal person rather than the murderhobo I was. I thought maybe I would go to the shrine and get a blessing and it might cure my ailment, but I found myself at the entrance to the Honorhall Orphanage. And I couldn't remember I was asked to do something here. I figured I'd go inside. Children could be fun. It might ease my feelings. As I stepped in and stood in the doorway, I could hear an old woman talking to the children. "None of you will be adopted, you worthless wretches. You'll always be here. Get used to it. Now go to bed!" She said. I peered around the corner. Grelod the Kind, she was named. And now I remembered. That kid in Windhelm wanted me to kill this woman. Gods, she kept talking. She was horrible, berating them. Telling them they were worthless. But she took care of them. Why? Maybe... funded by the Jarl? Oh my gods, the idea was already in my head. I was already thinking about how to kill her. As I looked upon them, I noticed a younger woman who seemed to be consoling them and helping them as they went to bed. She was the *real* kind one here. Maybe I didn't need to kill the old woman. Maybe I could use some magic and scare her into being a better person. I... didn't really know a lot of magic, and that seemed like it would backfire. Maybe I could give her a savage beating. But, still, brittle bones. I sighed. Okay. I would wait until she went to bed. Then I would feed her poison. Something to keep her from suffering. Gods, I put my hands on my face, I was really going to do this. I waited a few minutes for all the little eyes to shut, then I quietly crept to the backroom, like a Saturnalia elf bringing presents in the form of murder. I shut the door behind me and went through my pack. Aversion to Frost, Aversion to Shock, Weak Stamina. Dammit. I pulled out my sword. In for a silver, in for a septim. This was going to get messy. I stabbed her cleanly and swiftly and she let out a groan. I darted to the cubby with her desk. Just as I expected, the children hadn't been asleep after all. They rushed in. Dammit. Fuck. I don't know why I did this. I looked at my pack again. Limited Invisibility. That would work. I drank it and snuck past them, closing the door behind me, and sprinted out the front door. Aventus, it is your lucky day my friend. I couldn't tell you what on that day compelled me to do that, but I was still feeling sick, so I walked to the temple of Mara. I got the blessing, and I still felt like garbage. I sat down at a pew for a few minutes. "Oh, congratulations!" A dunmer woman said. Dinya Balu. She was the wife of the head priest, and a priestess of mara. "Excuse me?" I asked, "Are you mocking me? I feel like shit." "No, no. Are you telling me you don't know? And you came here just by coincidence?" Dinya asked. "What are you talking about?" "Oh, praise Mara! A miracle! You're pregnant!" ".... what?" I asked. I imagine I didn't have an ounce of happiness about my face. "I mean, if it's unwanted, we have things to take care of that," Dinya said, "Discreetly." I shook my head, "No." I sat there for a moment. Puzzled that I'd messed up mentally tracking my cycle, and not sure what to do. "Tell me," I turned to her again, "Are you able to tell who the father is?" Dinya blinked. Then she smiled again, not trying to judge, I'd wager, "Simple." She concentrated a few seconds, then she tilted her head, "I'm not sure how to tell you this..." "Tell me what?" "No, really, I mean, I don't know what to tell you," Dinya replied, "It's as if the father... doesn't want me to know. What kind of man possesses that kind of oddly specific power?" For the first time in this conversation, I smiled, "I know who." It made sense. He fucked me probably twenty times while I was there for only a couple days. And maybe supernatural sperm does whatever the fuck it wants. Maybe it can wait around until I'm fertile. Maybe it can just get things started without my body even being at the right phase. Who knows. I stood, hungry grin on my face. "Where are you off to?" Dinya asked. "To find the father and tell him the good news," I said, then I turned, "Hey. I need a Necklace of Mara." "Amulet of Mara, and of course," Maramal said, trading the septims for the necklace, "Should we expect you back here within a few days?" "...Maybe," I said back, smiling as I walked out. Dinya blinked again, waving, maybe realizing that this was not your garden-variety happiness. As I suited back up in my traveling clothes I racked my brain about something that'd long laid dormant in my quest log that seemed to be screaming at me now. I flipped through the tome to find, 'A Night to Remember.' To explain myself, I had a quirky way of logging each event that happened with a memorable title until I saw something through to completion. A Night to Remember was the time when I just joined the Thieves Guild and I woke up in the Temple of Dibella after a night of drinking. And at once, I experienced a brain blast. Sam Guivenne! He had the same damned face as Sanguine and the name sounded the goddamn same! I got on a carriage to Markarth, to travel by horse to Rorikstead (I was stacked enough now I could buy 20 horses), the place I'd been blabbing about when I woke up from my night of revelry with Sam. I'm going to show my cleverness now and sweep that bastard off his feet.
  25. Hey, it's me, Destana. After my second trip to Solitude, I felt like I could take on all of Nirn. I figured I could scope out Windhelm, do a smaller amount of crime, and go back to Riften and finally get somewhere with the Thieves' Guild. I cut straight through the wilderness, as is my way. You know, nature is beautiful. The peace. The solitude. Miles away from civilization. Nobody to tell you you're wrong. Nobody can find you. I remember being on a cliff in a forest somewhere outside of Windhelm when a hand appeared on my shoulder. "I've been looking for you," the man said. "Talos!" I shouted as an expletive, turning and putting my hands on my weapons, "Who are you? How did you find me?!" "Got something I'm supposed to deliver - your hands only," the man said. "How the..." I stood there puzzled, "Are you a bounty hunter?" "I just told you I'm a courier," he mumbled, "Let's see here..." "I've got a letter and a lot of gold. Something about it being your inheritance? Oh, and... sorry for your loss," he handed over the letter. I took it. While he walked away, I stared at him, at the letter, and back to him. "....What??" I said to myself. I ripped open the letter. It read, 'Destana, by order of Jarl Balgruuf the Greater it is with great regret we inform you of Octava San's death. The deceased bequeathed unto you a measure of inheritance in the amount of 250 gold pieces....' Blah blah blah, I trailed off as I read. "But how in the hell did this courier find me, and know who I was. And why would my former owner bequeath such a large amount of gold to me?" I said out loud. I was a nobody. Clearly the Courier was a master tracker and real hunters and guards could learn something from him. Also, it was nice that Octava gave me this money. I looked at it in my hand. Being an adventurer, it was logical she had a will. I felt myself wondering if she had a family, or a home, or someone to love. Why throw your life away in a life like this? I mean, I'm doing it, even now that I have a place to live. So, I can't really say much about it. I walked down the road a few more miles, nearly there now. Coming to the top of another hill, I found an Orc standing there. "You... you a bandit or something?" I asked. Damn, I probably should've snuck up on him or shot him with an arrow or something. "I am waiting for a good death." "I can respect that, I guess. What do you mean by a good death?" "If I just laid down and died, it wouldn't please Malacath." "Okay," I smiled a little. I immediately liked this guy, "I can understand the want to die honorably. Maybe I can help you. Give you your good death." "We shall see," he smiled. "Before that though, want to feel the touch of a woman one more time?" I smiled big now. His eyebrow raised a little, "Why not. You're pretty good looking." "Only pretty?" He chuckled. It was easy. Immediate alchemy between us. We smiled at each other, taking off our clothes quickly. He picked me up and held onto me as he thrusted. I felt like I needed rehabilitation from my experiences with prison and slavery. And that was it. Good sex. Good love. We redressed. "Now how do you want to do this?" I smiled as I drew my sword and dagger. "Help!" A woman screamed nearby, down the hill. We rushed toward the commotion. Two bears, baring down on a traveling wench and her bodyguard. The 'old' orc rushed in first, me switching to my bow. As he fought out in front I lodged arrow after arrow in the bears. I was amazed at how much punishment he could take. We finished off the bears. "Thank you. You saved our lives," the wench said, continuing on her journey. I squinted at the orc. Had he not let his life be taken because he wanted to protect us? Was he just too much of a badass to be taken down by a few measly bears? He was slowly walking up the hill now while the ladies walked down. I approached the Orc silently, stabbing him in the back. Sorry, I never said I was honorable. He fought bears and sabre cats recently, he was slashed up as hell. Seemed pretty good to me. He fell to the ground. I stabbed his sword in the dirt. I wonder if Orcs have any sort of rules for being buried to make it to the afterlife? I continued toward my goal, finally reaching the gates of Windhelm after a couple days of travel. I immediately found two nords accosting a dunmer as the sun set. Accusing her of being an imperial spy. Not really my problem. First thing, my job. I pulled the massive tome that was my rapidly filling quest log and book of maps from my backpack and slammed it down on a stone outcropping. I always wondered if carrying this thing was going to give me back pain later in life, but I assumed my big boobs just offset the difference, altogether giving me strong meaty legs. My target: Stands-In-Shallows. Steal a ring from him. Okay, sure. I looked at the map of Windhelm, and it made sense that he would be at the Argonian Assemblage, that name being distinctly Argonian. I walked down to the docks. Passing through the seedy part of town where all the non-Nords lived, I started to wonder if all Skyrim was just as cruel as Solitude. Maybe the Jailer made his rounds here too. I took out a big, thick quill and scribbled on the first page of my quest log "Kill the fucking Jailer." Then I closed it again. I went through the motions, as always. Go in the door. Sneak. Walk up behind target. Take thing out of pocket. Be tempted by other stuff in pockets. Today, decided not to press my luck. Now that job is done, look around for anything valuable. This time I didn't find anything. Nothing worth taking. These people must be really bad off. I decided to stroll around, even though it was getting late. Beside a locked shop I spied an interesting sign, 'Pit Fighters Guild.' Interested in more ways to make money, and finding it one of the few places not closed in these parts, I stepped in and down a set of stairs. A man rested against the doorway, one of his eyes white after having been slashed through or somehow destroyed from some old war or battle, "Come here to mock us or do you want to fight in the pits?" I shrugged, "Why not. Does it pay?" "Of course. Talk to Sirollus." Inside the few members of the pit fighting guild were training with dummies, shooting archery targets, some were sleeping or having a late evening meal. I turned the corner to find an imperial sitting at a desk, "Come to join the last vestiges of the paladins?" I nodded. "Very well. Talk to Gerich when you're ready to fight," he pointed to the man who'd greeted me at the door. I turned and there he was. "No fights scheduled at the moment. I'm going to sleep," Gerich said. When I turned I realized everybody had gotten in their beds and was now asleep. I squinted. These people make this so easy. Even Sirollus was now fast asleep after only a couple minutes. I looked at the full coin purse on the table where he'd addressed me originally. 'Hmmm...' I thought, 'the people here don't seem to be doing too well.' I decided against what I was thinking. I walked out. Maybe they'll be more lively next time I stop by. I turned to find a beggar (maybe a little older than me, not old or haggard) named Angrenor. "Here," I reached out my hand, "Have a septim." "Oh thank you," he responded. You know, there's a real problem in this province. On that cold night, I thought to myself one day I may be in a position to do something about it. But not that day. From there I wandered around for a bit. Happy to be out of the gray quarter with all the muck and sadness, I went about picking locks and stealing valuables. This time, without any kind of contract. I just like stealing. Not from the gray quarter people of course, from the other side of town. After not getting caught yet again for a couple hours, I found myself on a bridge. A child said, "Then it's true. Aventus Aretino is performing the Black Sacrament to summon the Dark Brotherhood?" Idesi, a dunmer woman responded, "Nonsense. He's doing no such thing." "Then I'll invite him out to play," the kid said. I didn't approach. I didn't even listen to their conversation further. Rather, I decided this was a good time to look into the nearby house. Again, barely locked. "Sweet mother, sweet mother..." A child's voice came from within. I remember some of the kids in my neighborhood playing such games, wishing death on some of the more nasty adults. I stepped inside to find... in shock, the child had actually drawn a huge symbol on the ground, had a human skeleton and ... was that meat human? Where does a child get - "Finally! I knew you'd come!" "Uhh..." I smiled weakly. "Now that you're here, you can fulfill the contract!" "Contract?" "My mother, she died. I was at the orphanage in Riften. I want you to kill that horrible matron. Grelod the Kind. She's cruel and evil." "Uhh... sure kid," I smiled again weakly, backing slowly out the door. As soon as I shut the door behind me I thought about it. Why would I kill the matron of an orphanage. Surely, this kid was exaggerating. Probably a spoiled child by the look of his house. The Dark Brotherhood is bad news. But are they real? I was never really sure about that. Best not tempt fate. And I only usually murder if I have a good reason. Having had enough of robbing for the day, I decided I would go to the Gnisis Cornerclub. Unfortunately, this didn't seem to actually be an Inn, so I went to Candlehearth Hall instead. Realizing I still had the Lute in my pack, I said to the bar wench, "I'd like to play here." "Sure," she said. I strummed a little bit on rhythm and people loved it. People got dancing. They gave me a few coins, and a free room. So, I guess I'm a bard now. I'll need to actually practice as I travel and get better at this. Not the worst sidejob I've had. And, because I was a little lonely, I made a friend in the Hall. 'Friend' is a little strong. Acquaintance who I let put his penis in me is more apt. In the morning, I went back to the Pit Fighter's Guild, who now had a fight for me in Windhelm. I signed up, practicing my stealth and fighting tactics until it was time. Later that morning, I stepped out onto a small, shabby arena with nary a soul watching me. It wasn't too hard. I had to kill a skeever; which I've been doing since I took that exterminator job back in Hammerfell, a wolf; who'd I'd killed a couple of in the wild. But then, a troll. I did my usual dance, crouching behind an object, waited for him to come out and I stabbed him with my sword and dagger combo. The Dragon's Oath burned him a little, but this one hit back! He slugged me in my side with his fists and I backed off. This would be harder than the basic animals. I took a swing and backed off when he swung back. This tactic worked a few times and I figured I'd have this in the bag before long. Then I noticed his wounds were closing - quickly. I sighed, taking out my bow as I strafed him around a couple things. When he finally closed the distance again I laid into him with sword and dagger, thinking I would overcome his regeneration with swift damage. Finally I got the upper hand and I sliced him across the belly, spilling his intestines on the ground. He dropped, and I sighed in relief, feeling pretty hurt at this point. I casted the basic healing spell I'd learned from perusing random books as we walked back to the Pit Fighter's HQ, then collected my winnings. "50 gold? Really?" I sighed. If this is how honest people make their living count me out. I almost died. I walked out of there right away. This would not entice me again until I was waaaay better at combat. Lastly, I walked up to the Hall of Kings. The guards didn't have any problem with me walking right in. Maybe 'adventurers like me' were often seen walking through these doors. Or maybe the stories that Ulfric shouted High King Torygg to death were true and he didn't need a big guard retinue. A long hall opened before me. Ulfric Stormcloak sat on a throne, flanked by his steward and a warrior in a wolf hood, Galmar. They stared at each other, like they'd just finished a heated discussion about tactics, or politics, or somesuch meaningful banter. As I approached, Ulfric said, "You're a brave one, approaching a Jarl uninvited. What do you want?" I cleared my throat. I wasn't always the confident person I am now about speaking with high ranking people. After all, I'd spent some time in dungeons because of people like him, "I came here to join your cause. I don't like the Empire. I hate the Thalmor." "Why would a Redguard want to fight with Nords?" Galmar asked. "See, that's what gives me pause. I'm not just a 'Redguard.' My name is Destana. I live in Skyrim, for the time being anyway. I like Nords. They're a proud warrior people. I think you have a huge untapped resource in your lands of the Dunmer, Bosmer, Redguards, and everybody else who'd want to live in a free Skyrim. Or, at the very least, hate the Thalmor and want to kill the lot of them. I'm one of Talos' biggest fans and I want to see him worshipped, so if you'll have me, I would fight for you." A smirk crept onto Ulfric's face, "Destana, eh? Galmar. Test her. I want this one in our ranks, but she's got to show us more than convincing words." Galmar muttered something about 'Imperial spies,' then he said, "Alright. Take these. Go to Serpentstone Isle. Kill an Ice Wraith." I squinted at him as I took the frost resist potions, "Do all your recruits have to do jobs like this?" "Just you," Galmar chuckled. "Right," I said, "I'll do it." And I stormed out of there. Of course, I definitely was in no shape to make that journey yet. I would go back to Riften and build up my skills for a while with more Thief work. "Oi, Vex, you know whatever happened to that cheeky new recruit we sent on all those crazy jobs?" Delvin asked. "Well, I've pretty much given up on the lass doing the beehive job. Need to find someone else willing to do it. Vex?" Brynjolf kicked his feet up on the table. "No way. Tried it once. Not going again," Vex shook her head, "You think maybe we were too hard on her?" Delvin blinked, "I don't think I've even seen you show any such compassion." And then I approached the table they were all sitting around next to the bar at the Ragged Flagon. I set down gold, jewels, precious objects on the table between them. "Wow," Brynjolf grinned. All the thieves guild in the flagon gathered around. "You owe me 200 gold," Tonilia said to Vex as she approached, "She came back." "I didn't do all the jobs. But I did most of them. Also, I need a fence," I said, pulling the Imperial Dragon Cuirass over my head and laying it in front of Tonilia, as well as the Gauntlets, Boots, and all the random things I'd stolen. I'd left myself naked above the waist, but I didn't care. "Talos! This is a king's ransom! Where did you steal it from?" Brynjolf asked. "All over," I replied. "Oi, are those scars new?" Delvin asked. "Yes," I said, "Also, could I get another set of Thieves' Guild armor?" Tonilia smirked, "It's going to take me a couple of days to fence all this. If you don't mind waiting, I can get you a new set of armor in the meantime." I nodded, sliding those clothes on that I'd stolen from the farmer, "I'm going to sleep for... a few days." I walked to the small bunkroom and immediately collapsed on the bed to the right. It was midday, but I slept all the way until the next morning. I went and got my armor from Tonilia and went back to bed for another day. The night of the third day, I was awoken by the sounds of conjuration magic. I flipped in the bed to look at him, a man standing over my bed in bound armor and greatsword. "You here for me?" I shouted, hands on weapons. I'd slept with them at my side, remembering the mentions of bounty hunters. "Pay your fine or come with me to jail," the bounty hunter said. "How did you find me?" "If you can't tell, I'm a spellcaster. A simple locate spell," he showed a toothy grin, "And I followed the smell." I would need to look into learning more about magic later. The first thing I did was leap from the bed, pulling my weapons with me and dart into the next room. I ran down the hall and into the flagon where, as it was midday, a half a dozen thieves were relaxing around the bar and tables. The quick ones could see my astonishment as I drew my bow and rounded. The hunter hadn't immediately gave chase. Instead, I heard more sounds of conjuration. Arius the bounty clearer, Vex, Delvin and Tonilia were on their feet at once, drawing weapons (the barmaid merely stood, perplexed). Three bounty hunters and entire guild of thieves met at the crossroads by the door to the Cistern. I could already hear their weapons clashing. I drew an arrow and shot into the fray, then a couple more, but it proved hard to hit my targets as they dodged and thrusted at their opponents. I decided to drop the bow and charge into the fray. Brynjolf and Ra'skaar (the new fence) emerged from the other bunkroom, flanking and then dividing the bounty hunter boss from his two companions. I crouched, bided my time and as soon as Delvin and Vex had hunter 2 occupied I came up behind him and jammed sword and dagger into his back, lifting him off the ground a little. His bound armor vanished and he fell to the ground. Soon Galathiel the face changer stepped in to support Tonilia and Vekel with magic as they continued their fight with hunter 3. This one wasn't going to let me get the drop on him, but at the point it was six on one. He got a staggering blow off on Vekel, knocking him down, but the group's continued onslaught brought him down. Vekel and Tonilia embraced as their opponent's armor vanished and he crumpled. Finally I joined the defenders (Brynjolf and Ra'skaar) in the big bunkroom along with Methridel, a woman I'd never seen before. Ra'skaar fell to the ground as we entered and Bryn looked pretty bad. (Seriously, who are these guys?) I took out my bow and shot the hunter a couple times while Methridel fought, and he seemed to be casting a quick restoration spell to heal himself, but soon the rest of the thieves poured into the room, dogpiling on the bounty hunter and eviscerating him. I sat on the floor against a wall as we all caught our breath. It took a dozen people to beat those guys. After a second I realized I'd been hyperventilating about the prospect of going back to prison. "I would be toast without you guys," I said finally. "Mess with a guild member, mess with us all," Delvin nodded, "Curse be damned." Brynjolf helped me up, "All eyes are on you, lass. Best get to that job." There was a great cheer and they all walked back towards the flagon to get hammered. I checked the packs of the now naked hunters. Blah, probably all conjured stuff. "Wow," I said, pulling Stalhrim and Ebony Arrows, hundreds of gold and for some reason, about thirty pounds of sweet treats out of their packs, as well as some decent spell tomes. I sighed in relief. For certain, this was the point when I decided it was Thieves' Guild for life. Next: Goldenglow Estate and Whiterun!
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