Of all the friends in the Brotherhood, I talked with Teinaava the least. It probably because we are very different, he enjoyed mysteries, I enjoyed instructional books. He was also very silly, I usually never laughed during a contract, he always did, to creep them out.
That's why I was surprised when he asked me to help him with a... family problem.
"Ah, dear friend, may I steal a moment of your time? I have a rather delicate situation I was hoping you could help me with. This is a personal matter, and will have no bearing on your standing within the Dark Brotherhood."
I nodded, but I didn't really understand.
"I find your decision most agreeable! Now, the details. Far south of here, on the southern end of Cyrodiil, lies a swamp called Bogwater. Hiding in that swamp you will find an Argonian Shadowscale named Scar-Tail. Kill this renegade. and bring me his heart as proof of the deed."
I went immediately to Bogwater, because I really wanted to be a close friend to Teinaava.
"I guess I've been expecting you, assassin.
I jumped backwards.
Don't try to deny it. I can see it in your eyes. You're Dark Brotherhood through and through. Let me guess, it was Ocheeva, right? No, wait. Teinaava. Yes, he put you up to this, didn't he. Ocheeva was always too busy to even be bothered. Well, you can kill me if you like. I'm afraid I won't make much of a challenge, though. The Argonian Royal Court already sent an Agent to do the job. He failed, of body's around here somewhere. But he got in a pretty good hit. If I don't get some rest I'm probably dead anyway. So maybe I can appeal to your sense of good will, huh? Ha ha ha ha! You let me live, and I'll tell you where I stashed my treasure. Is it a deal?" I lowered my shroud so he could see all of my face. He was surprised to see a child coming to kill him.
"Wait, you are just a boy!" "I'm fourteen!" I pulled the blade of woe, I hadn't bothered bringing my sword. (More like forgot)
I looked into his eyes, and they looked cold and hard, like mine often are, but somehow kind. It was like he was a man who always laughed.
I couldn't kill him.
I took the heart of the argonian agent. He told me where his treasure was. "I don't want your treasure, I am betraying a brother as it is." With that I pulled up my cowl and departed.