Pain. Horrible, agonizing, excruciating, don't even scratch the surface of the pain you feel when a blade coated in magical ice slits your wrists. That was what Silvious knew the man he had just assassinated had been thinking before he had lost consciousness due to blood loss. This cold- hearted member of the Dark Brotherhood knew exactly how much time it would take until the man was with Sithis, and his contract was fulfilled. This was to say… now.
"Sithis will welcome your soul into His domain." Silvious, or Silvio, didn't know if that was oblivion, Hell, or some sort of anti- paradise. All he knew is that was where his victims went after his dagger, Frostfang, either stabbed, slit, slashed, or performed another gory, violent action, sending Silvio's opponent to Sithis. Although… The Black Hand refused to acknowledge him beyond special bonuses, such as an extra 500 gold coins, or his prize bow, Slither- Strike (a bow that is enchanted so that its arrows are magically covered in a highly potent and lethal poison).
However, now was not the time to fret over such things. The guards had heard the blood curdling scream of the now dead sailor, and Silvio needed to escape before he went from murderer to prisoner.
This is the beginning of our story of Silvious draconborn.
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This is my first REAL fanfic, so excuse errors. Critisism(?) is acceptable, so long as it isn't "U ****ING SUCK, GET A LIFE U D***!" constructive and encouraging reviews are wanted :-} If you have any plot ideas, feel free to pm me. ps: no idea when i'll update next :p