I turn and head towards Falkreath, I was skeptical about joining into a family, especially considering how fast and easily that beautiful and Cryptic women could have killed me. My thoughts linger from Astrid and her green eyes, To losing Lydia to Aela, and to how Vex is going to kill me when I return to Riften, Ever sense being here my eyes never stop admiring Skyrim and her vast beauty, Such different from my dwelling in Morrowind… perhaps thats a good thing.
The road to Falkreath is long and twisty, even though the sun is high and I could see clearly I couldn't find the place. Astrid wouldn't have tracked me down and had gone through all of that crap to give me a bunch of bullshit.
My Daedric armour feeling heavy against my skin, slowly slowly the minutes seem to drag on and I am walking in circles. I normally bring someone along with me to be a second set of eyes. However, I hadn't travelled with anyone sense Lydia…
It takes me a moment to notice that my feet have walked into a strange little pond. The water dark and vulgar, the movement of the water has the strength of a horse, and the smell of the dead. I slowly exit out of the water, studying the landscape around me when my eye catches a red glow forming out of the side of the mountain. I begin to walk forward towards the glow when my eyes land on a door, a skeletons face engraved in the hard stone, under it a few smaller skulls almost as if representing a mother and her children. The handle of the door is an outstretched hand, begging for someone to touch it.
Slowly I line my hand up with it and place it outstretched onto the handle, with in a snap the hand sprung to life incasing mine in its harsh grip, tighter, and tighter, until it felt as if the bones in my hand are going to break.
"What is the music of life?" A cryptic voice shouts the red glow from the door glowing stronger. My mind races for the words and continues to come up empty as if the had been blocked from my mind. I should have put them down on something, like an old piece of paper, or hell carve the name into my own body. The door repeats the question and a I can feel a force inside me drive my body cold, forcing up my throat with the grip of death itself, until it comes out of my mouth.
"Silence my brother" I say the voice foreign that spoke through me, it sounded like the voice I heard when I was speaking to Cicero.
The hand slowly released its grip allowing me to remove my own. I stretch my fingers slowly feeling the blood rushing back to my hand. There is a loud noise as if heavy metal scrapping against the ground.
"Welcome Home" The doors cryptic voice roars again ending when the door is finally open, I step through the door into a slim corridor with stone stairs and large banners all red dawning a black hand print, similar to the one on the note. I make my way down the stairs the sounds of my footprints echoing, I decide to lighten up and attempt to walk through more likely on my feet. Finally I am met with a wide common area, the decor similar to the corridor however wide bookshelves containing, skulls, soul gems, ingredients, and common things that could be found around the towns of Skyrim. I also notice a large stone table with a thrown behind it. An large map of Skyrim sitting on top with daggers threw it.
"Good your finally here, I hope you found the place alright" She welcomes entering the room. Her shrouded cowl placed in her belt showing her lovely yet strong features.
"Yeah, I guess it wasn't to bad. Quiet easy when I found the pond." I boast trying to come off as confident to her.
"Really because you walk around us for almost the whole day, figured you would have given up and for someone with a background in the Thieves guild, you would think that you would have an easier time finding a secluded place." She grins walking over to me her hips rolling with every step. Her eyes looking me over almost as if taking in every inch of my body.
"Well, now that you're here, and the night mother is on her way things will become significantly more interesting around here. Now I am sure you're eager to begin getting into your new life and meeting your new siblings… if you will" I cut her off hoping to get a few words in.
"Someone like you is way to pretty to be just my sister… I think their should be a more special term for someone like you." I flirt giving my best grin which causes her to give me a slight grin and a chuckle.
"Funny, hopefully your knife is as sharp as your tongue. Well, other then me we have other siblings that make up our… dysfunctional family. We all look out for each other so get comfortable, and of course a welcome gift, may it serve you well in all of your… endeavours" she purrs the last word out as she makes her way into a bedroom motioning to me to follow.
Authors Note: I know I promised Friday... However, things got crazy and its here today. Finally, were here in the Dark Brotherhood Sanctuary. Im trying hard to stay on script however alterations have and will need to be made. I promise to try and upload more often and have better chapter lay out. Like always any questions, comments, concerns feel free to contact me.
-LezGaymer
