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Skyrim: Brief Lives- Dark Brotherhood AssassinViolent gusts of wind swept the enormous drifts of snow off of the towering, craggy walls of Windhelm. I watched as the snow was carried far across the river, the faint sun lighting the flakes up to create a sparkling cloud. The continuous snowfall covered the walls again within minutes, and the wind picked up, repeating the cycle once again. I crouched in the brush, my fingers subconsciously twirling my pair of cruel daggers. The icy wind was incredibly bitter cold, but my tight leather armor kept me warm enough that I didn’t shiver. How the Nords enjoyed this weather was beyond me.Skyrim: Brief Lives- Dark Brotherhood Assassin by F33RK1LL5
My target was a Nord: tall, muscular, with shoulder-length blond hair, icy blue eyes and the wielder of a shimmering steel greatsword. His name was irrelevant to me now, as I waited in my hiding spot.
Hours of questioning across Skyrim had led me to the knowledge that the Nord was heading north, reportedly to investigate the wreck of a ship on the northern coast. To get there, however, he would
Sedsha: NightmaresSedsha: Nightmares by The-Serene-Mage
Sedric awoke to find Vaesha sitting up, her knees held tightly to her chest. He took notice of her disheveled hair and empty look on her face. With a raise of his brow, he reached out and touched her shoulder. Upon contact, she seemed to come back to life.
“You okay?” he asked.
Vaesha nodded, shrugging his hand away as she rose from bed, walking out of the room in some sort of trance. Sedric sighed softly, he never seen Vaesha act like this before. His primary thought was maybe she had a dream concerning her mentor. With a shrug, Sedric started preparing for the day, the thoughts of whatever was bothering Vaesha occasionally plaguing his mind.
As the week progressed, Sedric noticed that Vaesha was continuing to act as if she were a zombie. She wasn’t herself, she kept walking as if lethargic, and she held the same hollow look she had when he first noticed her.
His eyes kept drifting to her still form in her chair by the fire as he worked on a plethora of artifa
Vorstag's Redemption: Tales of the Dragonborn 15 "Let me guess, another ale?" asks Hroki, the waitress at the Silver Blood Inn, with a laugh. I answer her mirth with a glare, but that doesn't seem to bother her. She just shoots me a grin and scampers off to get my drink. I've lost track of how long I've been back in Markarth, spending my days and nights in the same inn where Angel found me to begin with. I haven't taken a contract since I've been back, I haven't needed to with all the gold I made traveling with the Dragonborn.Vorstag's Redemption: Tales of the Dragonborn 15 by Phsbarbie
I suppose I could petition the Jarl to buy one of those mansions on the hill, settle down here in Markarth, but I won't. What's the point? Hroki comes back with my ale and I take a large swig of it. I need to do something besides drink my life away. What about joining the companions? I laugh out loud at the thought, drawing some concerned looks from the other patrons. Vilkas would sooner run me through than let me join his club. That's the best part of not being with Angel anymo