Fort Wolf
Within the lands of Skyrim, there are many things that are unexplainable; the howling in the middle of the night, the shadows moving through the dark, the things moving through the trees, and the eyes that seem to see right through you. One unexplainable truth is werewolves. No one believes that they exist, but then again, they never have ventured into the shadows of the world.
A brown wagon is driving through the forest. The occupants are constantly looking around them, hoping to see what has been attacking them.
The driver turns his head and looks upon the wounded in the back. "Is he alright?"
The second man in the back shrugs his shoulders. "I don't know. He seems fine, but he won't stop bleeding. Maybe…maybe we should leave Falkreath Hold."
The driver turns back around and growls. "We are not leaving Falkreath! If you have clearly forgotten-"
The driver was instantly attacked by a giant wolf-like beast. The driver reached for his sword, but was slapped aside by the ferocious beast. The creature then looked at the two in the back and lunged at them.
The woods were full of screams and the sounds of bodies getting ripped apart. Within the tree line, the creature is running back to Falkreath. As soon as it reached the gates, the guards moved out of the way muttering "Alex is back" and watching as the wolf beast runs past them and down the forest path, but turned around a corner and, going through a small pond, approached a door with a skull on it. It then entered through the door and disappeared from view.
The wolf creature walked through the newly rehabilitated Dark Brotherhood lair, the other being in Dawnstar, and watched the new ran into the main chamber and greeted him. The wolf creature stood before them and looked at each one with pure interest.
'This is my pack. They will always be my pack. And together, we will hunt those that the night maiden has marked with the mark of death. But first, those…Companions must be dealt with. With extreme prejudice of course.'
The wolf creature, or werewolf, sniffs the air, taking in the scent of each member, before heading to his chambers. Alex was different than most werewolves. Most werewolves can turn at will. Alex, once he transformed, could no longer turn back into a human. He used to be an Imperial, but the only thing he remembers about his old life is his name. Everything else is a blur to him. But now he has a new life; one devoted to the night maiden as her listener. Though he has gotten messages from Maven Black-Briar on killing someone. Someone who has caused trouble for Maven. Someone who would need to be dealt with quickly to keep Maven pleased. If Maven is displeased, bad things tend to happen. And the last thing the Dark Brotherhood needs is more misfortune.
