The Return of the Brotherhood
Prologue: A Knife in the Dark
The leopard-like beast jumped from roof to roof quietly, hidden like a shadow. It waited for his prey to go out. It could wait for hours, it knew it, but it rushed; to where? No one knew.
It saw his objective, a tall, well-built Norden noble, with golden, short hair. There are not many noble Nords, it knew, from north they come with no money or honor. Nords are strong, this Nord was the strongest. He was the grand-champion of the Arena; he got a lot of money from betting and fighting against monsters, but no longer. No longer will that fight now, it thought.
Praying to the Night-Mother, the Khajiit jumped on the Nord, stubbing the Nord to death in the chest. Then, rising up, it left the poisoned dagger on the Nord's chest and started walking. "No one messes with the Dark Brotherhood," whispered the Khajiit, disappearing into the darkness.
