The Dark Brotherhood
A slight breeze drifted the church, a desperate wind grabbed hold of me. I am Erilratsim, my home is the brotherhood. 'Tis where I eat, where I sleep, where my family lives. The brotherhood serves me as I serve it. A Khajiit is not a common assassin, though, there is an Argonian as well as an Elf. I lie in wait, when the contract comes in, I will make my move. It's a high class party, mostly Imperials, though I have spotted three Nords. A quick surveillance of the room proves another assassin is here, a Redguard. How did he get here, Redguard are considered scum. Then again, Khajiit aren't exactly welcomed with open arms here in Skyrim either. The Redguard stands, he asked for more alcohol. He must be a recruit, alcohol slows movement, clouds judgment, and delays reaction time. I should try conversing with some of the guests, but if I say something out of place, it could be disastrous. I spot a Nord speaking with a few Imperials, I casually walk over. "Hello my friends, I am new to Skyrim, any tips to being succesful?" The Nord replied in a smug tone, "Just stay out of my way Khajiit, or I'll make a carpet out of you!" They all laugh, won't be so amusing with my blade in your throat. "Ha ha, yes I'll try." The Nord keeps his smug look, "What is your line of work here Khajiit?" He knows I can either be a thief or a minimum wage tavern-keeper. "I serve jarl Skald as housecarl." They stared, It didn't matter, I could tell them I'm dovahkiin, they will be with the night mother soon, hopefully. "A Khajiit housecarl?" An Imperial said with a look of genuine curiousity. The contract came in the church, I excused myself. "Hello Korvaine." He barely looked up, "What was that Khajiit, you disgusting ball of filth?" I stared. "Well Khajiit, what is i-" The poison from my drink must be kicking in. I tilted my head, he was breathing frantically, "What did you do Khajiit!" Foam was forming at his lips, "Silence my brother." He fell. The other guests ran for the doors. The Redguard blocked the way, "Thank you brother." I went right to the Nord first, he frantically started trying to form words, apologies, curses. "Silence my brother." I decided to use my claws for him. When we had finished with the guests, we mounted our steeds to ride for the brotherhood. "I didn't know the brotherhood was sending help."