(Holamayan Monestary)
Neesha and the priests assembled in the dining area for a meeting. The priests looked around as Neesha cleared her throat "Neesha has grave news. Neesha fears that Dark Brotherhood has learned of us." The priests looked around at one another and began to panic. One of the priests stood up "Are you sure Neesha?" Neesha nodded "Neesha is not sure, but Neesha feels it is best to prepare for the worst." Selvia stood up "We should prepare for an attack. Our new friend, Ilfirin Belthil, is bringing back help from the fighters guild." The priests nodded and began to relax. Neesha sighed "If they do find us, and they do find a way in, we may still be outnumbered." Neesha pointed towards a door to her left We must go and equip ourselves with the best equipment we have." Selvia nodded "Let's get ready for battle gentlemen." Neesha picked up a glass cuirass, a glass helm, and an ebony spear "Hurry, the doors will be opening in only an hour." The priests hurried and gathered scrolls, weapons, armor, and potions for the possible fight.
(Several Minutes Later, outside of the Monestary)
Ilfirin and the two Nord Warriors stood outside of the monestery. The nords looked up to see nothing. The bearded Nord growled "I see no monestary Dunmer!" Ilfirin reassured him "Give it time, it only opens at dusk and dawn." The other nord looked at the setting sun "The sun is setting, I see no-" The bearded Nord stepped back into the other nord "I don't believe my eyes!" The monestery slowly appeared and the rocks around them shot up towards it and formed the spiral staircase formed before them. Ilfirin pointed up "Lets hurry." The three hurried up the stairs and knocked on the door. The door was opened by a priest, who was armed with a silver staff "It's okay, it is Belthil and the fighters from the Sandrith Mora!" The other priests stepped forward and sighed in relief. Ilfirin looked around and saw Selvia run towards him "Your back!" Selvia grabbed his shoulders "Did you see any assassins on your way back here?" Ilfirin shook his head "No, I saw no one." Hassour interrupted "I did hear footsteps on our way here, though I figured they were just nixhounds." Selvia looked out the monestary door and surveyed the surroundings. She sighed as she found nothing in the area.
Suddenly, an arrow struck the door. The bearded Nord, Rogan, grabbed her arm and pulled her back "Get away from the door!" Rogan held his steel towershield to protect himself as he closed the door. Neesha ran in, wearing her glass cuirass, helm, and ebony spear "Ready your spells!" The priests focused at the door as numerous footsteps cam towards the door. Ilfirin pulled out his Daedric Longsword and stood ready for the attack. The footsteps stopped outside the door, leaving the area completely silent. The silence lasted for what seemed like hours as the priests began to panic. Hassour held his Nordic Silver Axe up "What is taking them?" Suddenly, the door was blasted open, sending rock out on everyone. The Dark Brotherhood assassins leaped in for the attack. Selvia drew back her bow and began shooting. Two assassins fell at the entrance, but one rushed by and buried his dagger an a priests heart. A nearby priest cast a fireball at the assassin, covering him in flames. Neesha leaped forward and thrust her spear into the flaming assassin. She then threw the burning body at the assassins making their way inside. Rogan charged in with his Nordic Silver Mace, he let out a roar as he smashing an assassin's skull into his chest cavity. An arrow struck Rogan's back, but it didn't pierce through the armor. Rogan laughed and smashed his mace into the attacker's chest. Hassour leaped into the entrance and began chopping at the assassins as though they were trees. Hassour fell back though, for an arrow struck his shoulder. Two priests pulled him back as a third cast a ball of frost at them, freezing two of the assassins. Ilfirin looked around to see that only one of them had died. He then turned back to the door to see a dozen assassins break through the entrance. An assassin drew out a dagger and charged him. He saw the assassin and swung at the assassin, striking the dagger from the assassin's hand. The assassin look at his empty hand as Ilfirin's blade returned to sever his head.
Neesha charged forward and slashed an assassin's throat. She was then tackled by another assassin, which took her to the ground. She struggled to keep the assassin's blade from her throat, but it inched closer every second. Then, an axe swung and severed the assassin's body from the waist. Neesha looked up to see Hassour nod at her and continue off to the fight. Ilfirin leaped forward and severed an assassin's arm. He turned to see that only 4 priests were left. He then saw Rogan kill the last assassin. Ilfirin sighed and looked to the door to see one last assassin standing in the doorway. The assassin laughed "So, you are Ilfirin Belthil correct?" Ilfirin nodded, holding his bloodied sword out ready for a fight. The assassin chuckled "You fight pretty well, but I want to test your skills without...interference." He then looked towards the two nords and Neesha. Ilfirin gritted his teeth "Who are you!?" The assassin stared at him and sighed "In time, but for now, I must report to my customer." With that, the assassin disappeared into the night. Hassour groaned as he removed the arrow from his shoulder "Damn assassins." Neesha patted Ilfirin on the shoulder "You help us well Ilfirin, Neesha is proud to call you friend." Ilfirin smiled as Neesha continued "Our base's location has been revealed, this location is no longer safe."
(Chapter 6)
(Back in Tel Naga in Sandrith Mora)
The Imperial sat in his chair, smoking with a wooden pipe. He smoked his pipe while reading a book about the Daedra Gods. He sat there, calm and apparently unaware that the Dark Brotherhood assassin, the very one that left from the monastery, was approaching him. The assassin crouched behind the imperial and smiled. His smile was quickly wiped away when the imperial spoke "What word do you have of your quary assassin?" The assassin was puzzled at how the Imperial knew he was there. He came in without making a single sound. The assassin stuffed his questions away "Both Ilfirin Belthil and Selvia Magia were hiding at the Holamayan Monestary." The Imperial exhaled a cloud of smoke "...I see, Holamayan Monestary was believed to have been destroyed hundreds of years ago." The Imperial smiled "Interesting." The assassin quickly added "Not only that, the Monastery is also the secret headquarters of the abolitionists in Vvardenfel." The Imperial leaned back in his chair, stroking his short brown beard "So, did you slaughter the inhabitants of the Monastery?" The assassin paused, which made the Imperial slam his book shut "You didn't kill them!" The assassin cringed "Only Neesha, Selvia, Ilfirin, and 4 priests survived. There were also two warriors there as well." This mad the Imperial turn his head towards the assassin "Did you say, warriors?" The assassin replied "Yes, I believe I have seen them before around here." The assassin continued "They were both nords, one had a Nordic Silver Axe and the other had a Nordic Silver Mace. One of them had a beard while the other did not." The Imperial chuckled "It appears that our Nethyn Valno has been interfering with my plans." The assassin stood up from his knelled position "What shall I do to him?" The Imperial puffed on his pipe as he contemplated his decision "He may be of use to us, keep an eye on him, keep in contact with him." The Imperial reopened his book and flipped through the pages as he continued "He will probably be in contact with Ilfirin again soon, keep tabs on him when he does. He may unknowingly lead us to the new abolitionist base." The assassin nodded "I will not fail you again." The Imperial replied coldly "See that you don't, Rauko, for if you fail again...I may take out a writ on YOU." Rouko cringed and backed away "I shall take my leave...Delmus Altus."
(Somewhere northeast of Lake Nabia)
Neesha was leading Ilfirin and Selvia through Molag Amur. Ilfirin looked down the hill they were crossing from to see a pool of bubbling lava. He then turned to Neesha "So, we are heading towards Sulipund?" Neesha purred "Yes, Neesha has friends there. They will help us and give us beds to sleep on." Ilfirin looked down the path ahead of them to see a wooden door, fashioned much like that of old ancestral tombs. Neesha pointed towards the door "We are here." Selvia groaned "Finally, I'm getting blisters on my feet." Ilfirin laughed "What else do you expect?" Selvia turned towards him and lifted an eye brow as he continued "Those shoes are made for looks, not walking." Selvia turned away "These shoes are very expensive and I was not going to leave them behind." Neesha opened the door and waved for them to approach "Come on, Neesha must meet her old friends. You can continue arguing inside."
As they entered, a woodelf in full chitin armor approached them. He greeted them and then turned to Neesha "...Neesha, is that you?" Neesha purred "Yes, Neesha has come to see her old friends." The woodelf laughed and hugged her "It's great to see you again Neesha, how long has it been, 2...3 years?" Neesha nodded "Yes, Neesha believes it has been 3 years sense Neesha left." The woodelf then turned to Selvia "Please forgive my rudeness, my name is Aegil Draman." He took her right hand and kissed the back of her hand "Always a pleasure to have a beautiful lady like yourself around." Selvia blushed "Your too kind." Ilfirin laughed "My name is Ilfirin Belthil, it's a pleasure to meet you Aegil." Ilfirin nudged Selvia with his elbow. She smiled "Oh, yes, my name is Selvia Magia." Aegil nodded "We have several spare beds Selvia, take any that you wish." Aegil then began to walk away "I must tell the others that Neesha has arrived."
Neesha laughed "Appears that Aegil hasn't changed a bit." Selvia then asked "Is he always that polite?" She chuckled and replied "Well, he isn't bad mannered, but he is always like that around women." Neesha purred "Aegil was well known to be quite the lecher back then." Ilfirin patted Selvia's shoulder "Watch yourself when you change cloths there Selvia." She blushed and pushed him away "I'll keep an eye out for him, and you." They continued through the hallway and then entered a room with tables and plenty of food. Candles were lit and the sent of fresh baked bread filled the room.
Neesha and the priests assembled in the dining area for a meeting. The priests looked around as Neesha cleared her throat "Neesha has grave news. Neesha fears that Dark Brotherhood has learned of us." The priests looked around at one another and began to panic. One of the priests stood up "Are you sure Neesha?" Neesha nodded "Neesha is not sure, but Neesha feels it is best to prepare for the worst." Selvia stood up "We should prepare for an attack. Our new friend, Ilfirin Belthil, is bringing back help from the fighters guild." The priests nodded and began to relax. Neesha sighed "If they do find us, and they do find a way in, we may still be outnumbered." Neesha pointed towards a door to her left We must go and equip ourselves with the best equipment we have." Selvia nodded "Let's get ready for battle gentlemen." Neesha picked up a glass cuirass, a glass helm, and an ebony spear "Hurry, the doors will be opening in only an hour." The priests hurried and gathered scrolls, weapons, armor, and potions for the possible fight.
(Several Minutes Later, outside of the Monestary)
Ilfirin and the two Nord Warriors stood outside of the monestery. The nords looked up to see nothing. The bearded Nord growled "I see no monestary Dunmer!" Ilfirin reassured him "Give it time, it only opens at dusk and dawn." The other nord looked at the setting sun "The sun is setting, I see no-" The bearded Nord stepped back into the other nord "I don't believe my eyes!" The monestery slowly appeared and the rocks around them shot up towards it and formed the spiral staircase formed before them. Ilfirin pointed up "Lets hurry." The three hurried up the stairs and knocked on the door. The door was opened by a priest, who was armed with a silver staff "It's okay, it is Belthil and the fighters from the Sandrith Mora!" The other priests stepped forward and sighed in relief. Ilfirin looked around and saw Selvia run towards him "Your back!" Selvia grabbed his shoulders "Did you see any assassins on your way back here?" Ilfirin shook his head "No, I saw no one." Hassour interrupted "I did hear footsteps on our way here, though I figured they were just nixhounds." Selvia looked out the monestary door and surveyed the surroundings. She sighed as she found nothing in the area.
Suddenly, an arrow struck the door. The bearded Nord, Rogan, grabbed her arm and pulled her back "Get away from the door!" Rogan held his steel towershield to protect himself as he closed the door. Neesha ran in, wearing her glass cuirass, helm, and ebony spear "Ready your spells!" The priests focused at the door as numerous footsteps cam towards the door. Ilfirin pulled out his Daedric Longsword and stood ready for the attack. The footsteps stopped outside the door, leaving the area completely silent. The silence lasted for what seemed like hours as the priests began to panic. Hassour held his Nordic Silver Axe up "What is taking them?" Suddenly, the door was blasted open, sending rock out on everyone. The Dark Brotherhood assassins leaped in for the attack. Selvia drew back her bow and began shooting. Two assassins fell at the entrance, but one rushed by and buried his dagger an a priests heart. A nearby priest cast a fireball at the assassin, covering him in flames. Neesha leaped forward and thrust her spear into the flaming assassin. She then threw the burning body at the assassins making their way inside. Rogan charged in with his Nordic Silver Mace, he let out a roar as he smashing an assassin's skull into his chest cavity. An arrow struck Rogan's back, but it didn't pierce through the armor. Rogan laughed and smashed his mace into the attacker's chest. Hassour leaped into the entrance and began chopping at the assassins as though they were trees. Hassour fell back though, for an arrow struck his shoulder. Two priests pulled him back as a third cast a ball of frost at them, freezing two of the assassins. Ilfirin looked around to see that only one of them had died. He then turned back to the door to see a dozen assassins break through the entrance. An assassin drew out a dagger and charged him. He saw the assassin and swung at the assassin, striking the dagger from the assassin's hand. The assassin look at his empty hand as Ilfirin's blade returned to sever his head.
Neesha charged forward and slashed an assassin's throat. She was then tackled by another assassin, which took her to the ground. She struggled to keep the assassin's blade from her throat, but it inched closer every second. Then, an axe swung and severed the assassin's body from the waist. Neesha looked up to see Hassour nod at her and continue off to the fight. Ilfirin leaped forward and severed an assassin's arm. He turned to see that only 4 priests were left. He then saw Rogan kill the last assassin. Ilfirin sighed and looked to the door to see one last assassin standing in the doorway. The assassin laughed "So, you are Ilfirin Belthil correct?" Ilfirin nodded, holding his bloodied sword out ready for a fight. The assassin chuckled "You fight pretty well, but I want to test your skills without...interference." He then looked towards the two nords and Neesha. Ilfirin gritted his teeth "Who are you!?" The assassin stared at him and sighed "In time, but for now, I must report to my customer." With that, the assassin disappeared into the night. Hassour groaned as he removed the arrow from his shoulder "Damn assassins." Neesha patted Ilfirin on the shoulder "You help us well Ilfirin, Neesha is proud to call you friend." Ilfirin smiled as Neesha continued "Our base's location has been revealed, this location is no longer safe."
(Chapter 6)
(Back in Tel Naga in Sandrith Mora)
The Imperial sat in his chair, smoking with a wooden pipe. He smoked his pipe while reading a book about the Daedra Gods. He sat there, calm and apparently unaware that the Dark Brotherhood assassin, the very one that left from the monastery, was approaching him. The assassin crouched behind the imperial and smiled. His smile was quickly wiped away when the imperial spoke "What word do you have of your quary assassin?" The assassin was puzzled at how the Imperial knew he was there. He came in without making a single sound. The assassin stuffed his questions away "Both Ilfirin Belthil and Selvia Magia were hiding at the Holamayan Monestary." The Imperial exhaled a cloud of smoke "...I see, Holamayan Monestary was believed to have been destroyed hundreds of years ago." The Imperial smiled "Interesting." The assassin quickly added "Not only that, the Monastery is also the secret headquarters of the abolitionists in Vvardenfel." The Imperial leaned back in his chair, stroking his short brown beard "So, did you slaughter the inhabitants of the Monastery?" The assassin paused, which made the Imperial slam his book shut "You didn't kill them!" The assassin cringed "Only Neesha, Selvia, Ilfirin, and 4 priests survived. There were also two warriors there as well." This mad the Imperial turn his head towards the assassin "Did you say, warriors?" The assassin replied "Yes, I believe I have seen them before around here." The assassin continued "They were both nords, one had a Nordic Silver Axe and the other had a Nordic Silver Mace. One of them had a beard while the other did not." The Imperial chuckled "It appears that our Nethyn Valno has been interfering with my plans." The assassin stood up from his knelled position "What shall I do to him?" The Imperial puffed on his pipe as he contemplated his decision "He may be of use to us, keep an eye on him, keep in contact with him." The Imperial reopened his book and flipped through the pages as he continued "He will probably be in contact with Ilfirin again soon, keep tabs on him when he does. He may unknowingly lead us to the new abolitionist base." The assassin nodded "I will not fail you again." The Imperial replied coldly "See that you don't, Rauko, for if you fail again...I may take out a writ on YOU." Rouko cringed and backed away "I shall take my leave...Delmus Altus."
(Somewhere northeast of Lake Nabia)
Neesha was leading Ilfirin and Selvia through Molag Amur. Ilfirin looked down the hill they were crossing from to see a pool of bubbling lava. He then turned to Neesha "So, we are heading towards Sulipund?" Neesha purred "Yes, Neesha has friends there. They will help us and give us beds to sleep on." Ilfirin looked down the path ahead of them to see a wooden door, fashioned much like that of old ancestral tombs. Neesha pointed towards the door "We are here." Selvia groaned "Finally, I'm getting blisters on my feet." Ilfirin laughed "What else do you expect?" Selvia turned towards him and lifted an eye brow as he continued "Those shoes are made for looks, not walking." Selvia turned away "These shoes are very expensive and I was not going to leave them behind." Neesha opened the door and waved for them to approach "Come on, Neesha must meet her old friends. You can continue arguing inside."
As they entered, a woodelf in full chitin armor approached them. He greeted them and then turned to Neesha "...Neesha, is that you?" Neesha purred "Yes, Neesha has come to see her old friends." The woodelf laughed and hugged her "It's great to see you again Neesha, how long has it been, 2...3 years?" Neesha nodded "Yes, Neesha believes it has been 3 years sense Neesha left." The woodelf then turned to Selvia "Please forgive my rudeness, my name is Aegil Draman." He took her right hand and kissed the back of her hand "Always a pleasure to have a beautiful lady like yourself around." Selvia blushed "Your too kind." Ilfirin laughed "My name is Ilfirin Belthil, it's a pleasure to meet you Aegil." Ilfirin nudged Selvia with his elbow. She smiled "Oh, yes, my name is Selvia Magia." Aegil nodded "We have several spare beds Selvia, take any that you wish." Aegil then began to walk away "I must tell the others that Neesha has arrived."
Neesha laughed "Appears that Aegil hasn't changed a bit." Selvia then asked "Is he always that polite?" She chuckled and replied "Well, he isn't bad mannered, but he is always like that around women." Neesha purred "Aegil was well known to be quite the lecher back then." Ilfirin patted Selvia's shoulder "Watch yourself when you change cloths there Selvia." She blushed and pushed him away "I'll keep an eye out for him, and you." They continued through the hallway and then entered a room with tables and plenty of food. Candles were lit and the sent of fresh baked bread filled the room.