Skyrim: Rise of the few. Chapter 3
Note: in this story the Dragonborn was a Khajiit, Stormcloak, and Dark Brotherhood Assassin named Tobias. In this the Thalmor attempted to cause several uprising and groups bigger than 5 are banned from cities and towns. Also this story references the mod Moonpath to Eleswyer. This will update every weekend and occasional weekdays. Also first sentence is what Rathkal is thinking.
"Greatness, it may be a relative term but that's what everyone said I would achieve and now maybe I've started that path". The words I had spoken moments before (Hail Sithis) echoed around the throne room of Markarth's keep, of which the floor was littered with bodies. The Dovakhin smiled, "Good follow me", and he made his way to the door. As I moved after him I was surprised the hall was probably full of guards but when the door opened so did my mouth in surprise. The only people present were three assassins with one in the black robes of the Dark Brotherhood, the others were a Redguard in a turban and leather armor well the other was a child wearing normal clothes and blood running down from her mouth. "Are there any guards that you haven't slain"? Asked the Dovakhin waving off the man who moved forwards to restrain me. The man looked at me and focused at the knife which I had put in my belt before answering "One left, do you want him for the new blood"? "Yes bring him here will see if this boy is the right material for our line of work.
He turned to me as the man rushed off to get the prisoner, totally ignoring the others he spoke, "now time for introductions, as you know I am Tobias Underslayer, the Redguard is Nazir, and the child who is actually a 300 year vampire is Babbtte, but who are you"? I looked at the other two, the fact that the child was a vampire made sense but the Redguard confused me, he looked like the kind of person who had a desk job. "Oh by the way Nazir is our contract assigner", Tobias voiced just as I thought that, "but that's not important now for your name and experiences well were waiting". "Rathkal, I was born in Eleswyer and at two started off around Tamerial with my caravan selling equipment and stealing what we couldn't buy. "Ever killed a man"? "No", I replied as the assassin led in the guard. "Then it's time to learn that the first kill is the only one you regret", and with that Tobias pushed me towards to the guard who was clutching the bleeding stump of his arm favoring his left leg.
I grabbed him and held the knife to his throat but just stood there, it was nerve wracking, this continent was always at war so I would have to kill eventually I knew but I still couldn't do it, so I stood there for a few minutes but when I knew the others were going to starting to get impatient I closed my eyes and did it. It was probably a good thing I turned around before I opened my eyes, but I still shouldn't have looked at the floor. I was looking directly at the guard's severed head. I just stood there; Tobias had to pull me away. When I returned to my senses I was back in the caravan's camp sitting on a log across from Babbtte who was eating what looked like a heart, Tobias was showing off and Nazir was talking with my Father. "So my son has joined you". "Yes". "Maybe he'll finally realize it's the path for one like him… What did he do to the guard"? "He meant to cut his throat but got the rest of the head with it". "Yes he will serve the Night Mother well". That's when they noticed me, my father came over "Rathkal, I hope you are up to this, you will be hunted and we won't see your friends here often even though were staying here"? "You're staying"? "In Skyrim, but are you up to this"? "Yes", he looked at me proudly, that's what I want to see, someone honoring a commitment. "But let me tell you we only except this since you are one of us and because we are paying the Brotherhood by letting them take you to protect us from possible people who dislike us". With that he walked off.
The next morning we started off me and the assassins to face whatever came next.