A Hatred of Unddead
Maidhion pulled his Dragonbone Dagger from the Draugr`s chest. The blade had landed perfectly in the middle of it`s cold, brittle rib cage. The Draugr had always disturbed him in a way that he didn't quite understand. He thought they were unnatural, as if they weren't meant to exist. He now moved through the tight corridors of the dungeon, dodging traps and sneaking past enemies. Maidhion was a thief you see, he had worked with the Thieves Guild for some time, he was a member of the Dark Brotherhood, Companions, and the Dawnguard, had a lovely wife named Sylgia that he loved dearly. He had a rather large profit from his career and enjoyed his work. His daggers and bows were like precious children to him, he couldn't bare to part ways with them, so he didn't. He had two homes, one in Whiterun and in Riften. He was an astounding blacksmith and loved the craft. He had made all his weapons and armor himself. He stopped. He heard the sound of two men in the next room. " Necromancers!" He whispered under his breath. He quietly cursed the men and their evil craft. He quickly pulled his dagger from his side while opening the large door. He snuck behind one of them men and instantly the man went limp. Maidhion held his dagger to the mans neck while threatening the other, stalling time for his partner to fire a bolt into the other mans back. He heard the snap of the crossbow thrsting forward and the man in front of Maidhion dropped. At the same moment Maidhion turnes while slitting the man's throat in one clean, fluent motion. He then approached the iron doors ahedad of him when they suddenly burst open and fell upon him. A Draugr Deathlord had used his Ancient Tho`um to thrust the doors towards Maidhion. Ingjard quickly shot an exploding fire bolt directly in between the Deathlord's eyes. The bolt made contact as Maidhion got himself off the ground while an explosion of light and flame seemed to make a beautiful rose wrapped around the Deathlord. As the Deathlord stumbled back Maidhion charged at him with his Dragonbone sword and slice through it's neck bone. He approached the large chest hidden to the side of the now empty tomb. The doorway then sealed behind him and a ghostly whisper came from above. " Now that I have your attention, I would like to inform you of somoe things that are about to take place." The womanly voice said with a slight hiss. " First I willl send some of my followers to turn you, then you will spread the virs to others while obeying your king's orders, and you will eventually be tortured to death by those who once considered you a friend, and now if you'll excuse me I'll be taking my leave." The voice was gone and sudden silence filled the room. The doors slammed open and four glowing eyes stared down Maidhion. " Vampires!" He hissed under his breath.