Who Are You

It was a warm summer day in the Waterfront district. The high noon sun reflected off the waters surface making the ships glisten in the light.

A tall figure clad in black seemed to stick out like a sore thumb. The figure had the grace of a swan as it walked upon the path near the lighthouse. It's hood seemed to have a dark reddish color embedded in its threads.

The figure walked on and entered the ship and inn known as the Bloated Float. The innkeeper merely glanced at the new resident and looked away quickly with fear in his eyes.

The figure then climbed the stairs above the front desk and sat down on a bench that had a view of the entire tavern part of the ship.

The only place unwatched by the figure was a door behind it's bench.

After one hour the door behind the figure slowly opened. A medium sized Argonian man dressed in dirty clothes quietly sat on the bench next to the figure.

"Sorry I'm late,"said the Argonian."It is no matter," replied the figure in a cool female voice. "The deed is done and with no witnesses," said the man. "Good, but that is not why I'm here," said the woman "you have broken the Tenets. So I have the privilege of dispatching my own silencer."

The Argonian man didn't even try to lie his way out of his predicament. He got up and ran out of the door he had entered from. The woman wasted no time and followed him.

The Argonian jumped from the deck of the ship into the water where he was sure he could out maneuver the woman. He found that he was mistaken. The woman was almost to the point where she could grab his tail.

He decided to get out of the water but when his foot hit the soft sand the woman had taken hold of his leg and with the strength of a Nord flipped him on to the ground. She towered over him and stared at him for a moment. The Argonian had completely given up.

The Argonian was cowering and let out one futile phrase. "Thylia. Please, don't do it". Just as he let out his last words Thylia pulled out her dagger and stabbed it straight into the pitiful Argonian's stomach making him suffer the pain. Then she stabbed him in the stomach again and again.

Twenty minutes later the last of the Argonain's blood had spilled on the sand. Thylia then lowered her hood and showed her long dark hair and bright blue eyes. "What did I ever see in you?" she asked the corpse.

Thylia then dropped her dagger and walked toward the stables.

Thylia was very young for a Speaker of the Dark Brotherhood being only thirty-nine she had spent almost thirty years in the Brotherhood. Five of those years she had been a Speaker. Being born evil she found this job quite rewarding but it had its drawbacks. For instance, that was her twelfth silencer in five years and she had to look after the two of the biggest sanctuaries in Cyrodiil.

Since her first task was done her second was to go to Cheydinhal and see a Dunmer boy that had killed a hunter. She might have to track him down because she didn't have an exact description of where he lived.

When she was nearing the gates Thylia redressed into a linen skirt and brown shirt. Then in her new disguise she entered the east gates. As soon as she entered she asked the nearest guard about a boy named Drennas Ranereth. The guard said that the boy had been jailed for murder and that is where he resides.

Thylia thought that the Night Mother's intuition must be getting worse picking boys that get caught murdering. She waited in the castle until eleven o'clock at night. She then slipped into the guard barracks. She sneaked her way through the sleeping guards and made it to the prison door. She picked the lock and cast a chameleon spell. She was able to walk right past the jailer to the cells. The first cell was empty the next cell held a Nord. Cell three had the prize in the back wide awake stood a Dunmer boy. She picked the lock of the cell just as the chameleon spell wore off. The cell door opened and she appeared before the boy. "Drennas Ranereth" Thylia asked in a spooky tone. The boy nodded at the sound of his name. The light in his cell shone the sweat on his face he was sure this was his end.

"You have been chosen by the Night Mother. She likes you and your ability to take a life. I am a Speaker for the Dark Brotherhood and I have an offer for you. I help you escape from jail. Then you must perform a killing as, a sign of faith to the Night Mother."

He seemed relieved that she was not going to kill him. He seemed almost oblivious to all that she was saying, though he did listen to the task he had to perform to get to see her again. He would have to go to the Imperial City and kill a heavy gambler.

The woman then in a swift movement cast a spell on him and he was then knocked out.

The boy didn't seem to pay attention thought Thylia. She was carrying his body over her shoulder. She somehow avoided the guards and was able to leave the city undetected. She left him on the ground in the middle of the forest. Then she left him.