Please pardon some of my ignorance, I can't remember ALL the names of Inn proprietors and such, and I can't go on the Xbox and check cause my brother only allows me to play it every so often, so some of the characters might differ from the game characters, I try to keep the races the same but a lot of names might be different cause I can't remember everyone.

Once she reached the bottom she entered a large stone sanctuary through a small hole in the well wall. A few brotherhood members greeted her kindly and she returned the greeting. She began her way down the old stone halls, walking past a lanky skeleton brandishing a deadly looking glass axe. She entered a dimly lit room where an Argonian was sitting reading a book and eating an orange.

"Sister Ocheeva" Karja greeted, Ocheeva looked up with a welcoming smile.

"You desire work, do you?" she asked.

"I need gold" admitted Karja. "I just got all my weapons repaired and recharged"

"Why bother going to a smith?" Ocheeva asked with a hint of distaste in her voice "Just raid some Aylied ruins and get some Varla stones – they have enough power to recharge at least twenty weapons"

"I would but – the ruins are dangerous"

"Too dangerous for even you?" Ocheeva laughed. She bit an orange wedge in half and swallowed it without chewing. "What's the matter, scared of a couple zombies?"

"It's not the creatures" she told Ocheeva "It's the traps; I've barely escaped with my life one too many times"

"Understandable" concluded Ocheeva; "I was caught in a gas chamber once…made me all the more grateful of my Argonian Blood" she reached across the table for a piece of parchment.

"This" she told Karja "Should not be too hard, a man sent us a request to kill his elder brother, something about family fortune and whatnot – but that doesn't matter, kill him, come back and I'll give you your reward"

"No bonus?" Karja asked with a hint of disappointment.

"This was a very cut and dry request, he wants him dead, doesn't care how it's done, doesn't care who sees" Karja looked concerned for a minute.

"That's very strange" she finally said. "But…mark the location on my map" Karja fumbled in her pockets for her map and then pulled it out.

"Alright" Ocheeva said dipping a quill in ink. "This is a redguard in Bravil by the name of Luthor Shay, he's staying at the Lonely Suitor Lodge, he'll give you information once you get there and talk to him"

Karja was very annoyed at having to go all the way back to Bravil when that was where she had just come from, but she accepted the contract without hesitation.

"You look awful" said the Orc receptionist she and many others had nicknamed 'Grubbo', for they find it too annoying to say his whole name: Aribik Lnach Grubok. Karja walked in, soaked from head to foot due to an awful storm that had plagued most of her journey from Cheydinhal.

"Yeah, it rained…almost all the way here" she removed the hood from her head and shook her hair out, it was currently pinned and tied up, strands fell loosely around her head.

"Why are you back so soon?" he asked

"I got a message that somebody came here looking for me…a Luthor Shay?" Karja asked. The Orc's eyes lit up as he remembered something.

"Ah yes, he's upstairs in the room that you usually take, I tried persuading him into taking another room but he refused anything but a lake view room – I'm really sorry Karja"

"Oh it's fine" Karja said laying 20 gold on the table. "I'll take the next best one; I just need to get changed"

"Of course, the one right across the hall is free"

Karja pulled on a red shirt and a long blue skirt, it was the only attire she had besides her shrouded armor, which was soaked and dirty. She knew she wouldn't look like much of an assassin in these clothes but she'd spent a little more time in that soaking wet leather armor than she would have liked. She picked up her bow and started toward the door

When she knocked on Luthor's door, there wasn't a reply. So she knocked a little harder, not caring if the man was asleep or not, she wasn't going to wait.

"Come in" the voice of a very confident sounding redguard came through the door. Karja suddenly had the feeling that opening this door was a bad idea; in fact the feeling was so potent that she took a step back from the door. Why was this voice bothering her? She recognized this apprehension, it was the same feeling she had about taking the Amulet back, she knew there would a be a change in something. She got herself together, knowing that it was just an assignment, and assignments usually resulted in gold. She grabbed the door handle and pushed it open.

"It is about time you got here…Lord" the redguard's back was facing her, he was staring out the window at the sun setting on the lake. It took at least an entire second for Karja to register what the redguard had called her. She opened her mouth to say something just as the redguard turned around and whatever she was going to say was replaced by her gasp.

"Kithlan!" she exclaimed, she backed into the door. "What are you doing in here? Where's Luthor – I have an assignment – "

"It was a set up" Kithlan explained. "I'm Luthor Shay...there's no contract for any assassination"

"Does Ocheeva know this?"

"I've already sent her a letter explaining that you've taken care of my "brother""

Karja's confused face became even more blank and clueless, her mouth finally said the important question instead of just rambling on.

"What are you doing here?"

"Coming to retrieve you of course"

"Did Haskill send you?" she asked

"The entire realm sent me!" he exclaimed, with a proud smile on his face. "In a manner of speaking"

"What do you – what?" Karja found her coherency had taken it's leave for the time being.

"Have a seat" Kithlan offered gesturing toward a chair. Karja blankly stumbled over and placed herself in the seat.

"I'm really sorry to come and kidnap you like this" laughed Kithlan. "But you see you've been gone for too long and there are some matters in the aisles that need…attending to"

"Why?" Karja asked lightly. "What's the matter?"

"Well Bliss and Crucible seem to be in a complete all out war…it's not really funny anymore though, so we figured we'd come get you so you could settle the matter" Karja blinked.

"War?" she asked.

"Well I wouldn't call it that" Kithlan assured. "Anyways" he said clapping his hands together. "We should probably get going right away"

"What – no, I can't leave now! I have things to take care of here!"

"Like what?"

"I have to get a new horse – I have to – " Karja was about to say 'return that damn amulet already', but she realized she could use going to the Isles as a way to prolong giving it back, at least until she found out what would happen when she did.

"Fine" she said. "I have to go get all of my things, though; I left them with my horse at the stables"