-Eternal Sonata-
Chapter I
A strong cold breeze blew past blowing snow into the faces of the Bruma guard.
"It's getting pretty cold out here wouldn't ya say? Said one guardsman to another. "Yeah as if we actually need to be out here right now, as late as it is no one would be awake to pose any threat to the city". "Haha I know what you mean we mite as well head into the castle and get nice and warm by the fire" replied the other guardsman "Alright lets head out."
The two Imperials started to walk back to the castle, snow crunching under their feet. The one Guardsman ran his hand along the castle door wiping away the accumulated frost and picked up the ebony door knocker and slammed it down violently 3 times. The giant doors opened to reveal two Khajit mages.
"You guys done with your shift for tonight?" said one of them. "Yep we figured it was about time to get out of that cold, I hear a blizzard is comming tonight". "Well good night." said the other Kahjit. The two Guardsman beat the snow of their boots before continuing and then walked back into their baracks, changed into a soft pair of linen pants combined with long socks and put their armor by the fireplace to get warm. "Hey I'm going to head to bed" said the Guardsman that walked in with the other. All right goodnight Private said the other one.
As the guardsman stared deep into the fire, listening to the crackle of the cindering wood he started to doze off.
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The night was still in Bruma, the snow silently fell blanketing the rooftops and roads. There was only one guard on Duty for the rest of the night, stationed outside the castle. He saw the silhouette of a figure run across a rooftop with superhuman agility. He squinted to try to make out what it was. Suddenly a voice startled him out of his attentive state.
"Hello said a mysterious monotone voice. The guardsman Jumped and jerked his head to the side to be greeted by an imperial man. The man was dressed in a black cloak with the hood pulled up, a pair of black leather boots, black gloves with what look like wrist irons wrapped around them and a pendant with a large red jewel in the middle of it and 2 ebony sapphire rings. "Uh hello, sorry about that you startled me" replied the guard. "It's quite all right sir, I get that alot... it is a very cold night to be on guard duty. "Yeah I know I stuck with it because the two jack asses that were supposed to be doing it left their post to go to bed".
"Ah I see" "Um, if you don't mind me asking, said the guard "Why do you wear those wrist irons?" "There is no legitimate reason sir, I just like the look of them" Oh I see, said the guard. Well is there anything I can help you with? "No I just need to gain entrance to the castle." Oh well I'm afraid I can't do that, the castle is closed off to civilians after 11:00" "Ah I understand, well...goodnight sir. "goodnight" responded the Imperial Guardsman. Just at that moment the cloaked figure opened his cloak and unsheathed a dagger and plunged it into the guard's throat. The guard feel silently to the ground staining the pure white snow with blood. The cloaked figure looked down at him as steam rose off the ground. It's a pity I had to do that sir, I kind of liked your attitude. The cloaked figure picked up the body with one hand and dragged it over behind a rock and then continued inside the castle. ~
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