Assassin's Song
Chapter 1- Escape to Bruma
I am Levin Dreth. A Dunmer man from Morrowind. This is my story with the Dark Brotherhood. It had all started in Vilverin. I breathed in the night air around Vilverin. My uncle, a Dunmeri bandit had made a deal with the resident Necromancer, Jalbert and our bandits were allowed to stay. I sat down and looked across the small length of water toward the Imperial City. The night sky was clear and a beautiful crescent moon shone throughout Cyrodiil. I was on patrol duty and stayed up all night to watch the Ayleid ruin. I had been there for a few weeks but was loathing the boredom it brought so one day I formulated a plan. I had made friends with a wandering alchemist and he sold me some poison apples and other poisonous foods. I had to escape from the ruin so I held a feast for my uncle and then ate some healthy food I had hidden in my robes. After an hour of painful coughing, everyone was dead and I carried the bodies to Jalbert who thanked me greatly. He gave me an extra skeleton key and I left happily. My next goal was Bruma.
My peace was to be at its end very soon. I had made friends with the Lighthouse keeper in Bruma and he let me stay in the basement room for only 120 Septims a month. Only one week after I had gotten there I managed to stumble upon a perfect hunting ground and I went there to hunt the wolves and deer. The residents of Bruma held a feast for me to thank me for the food and I poisoned one of the residents who went home alone. She had angered me by calling me an "Ashen Fool" and when I was walking home I snuck into her house where she lay sick and asleep. Silently I pulled out my bow and fired an Elven arrow into her back. She died quickly with barely a gasp. As I jumped out of her balcony a man in black robes at the end of the street stared at me curiously. I pulled out my dagger and pointed it in his face. He merely chuckled at the threat and handed me a knife and a note. When I looked at the dagger then back to the man, he was gone without a trace. I though I saw a rippling outline of a person but I put it off my mind. The note said:
Levin Dreth, I have been following your killings with a very close interest. I am Lucien Lachance of the Dark Brotherhood and we would like to invite you to join us. That blade is called The Blade of Woe and it is a perfect dagger for an assassin such as yourself. If you would like to join us go to the inn of Ill omen and find a man named Rufio. Kill him and I will find you to speak with you again. If you choose not to accept, you may keep the blade. Think of it as a gift...
Lucien Lachance
I thought for a moment and held the knife in my hand. It had beautiful designs on it and made up my mind. I would find this man and kill him. After assassinating my fellow bandits and the Bruma woman I would be an outcast devoid of any chance of living a normal life. Making a blood pact to myself I then cut my hand and let the blood fall on the blade and the note promising that I would kill. I would seek the Dark Brotherhood and join them.