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Keen-Tar

Chapter 7: Accident's Happen

I kicked his ankle, making him fall. I got up, running from the house, I ran down the road and hid in a bush.

All of a sudden a torch light came onto me to see a guard."Um, are you alright?""Yeah…""That's very nice armor…very nice. Well, bye." He said and walked off

"Bye" He probably though I was insane

I got out, looking at the enforcer leave, I walked to the local inn and rented a room.

I awoke,

"Keen- Tar! Keen Tar! Why have you murdered me?"I jumped out of my bed, everything was emerged in a blue thick fog.

The inn door opened as a man ran off.

I ran out of the door.

"You killed me…to protect yourself!"I ran down the hall, the hall seemed to grow and grow, I would never make it!

I grabbed and tackled the man down, he was stone cold, I turned him…Rufio…

I shot up, breathing heavily. What…just happened!

I got up, walking to the chapel. I found it packed, I sat down to a Nord,

"Hi," I said

"Hello…"

I looked around, as everybody got up, I looked around and snuck to the back.

Picking the lock, I opened it and walked to the man, I used the antidote, he got up.

"Ohhh... I'm a bit stiff, but quite fine otherwise. Ah yes, the Undercroft. My family members are buried here, you know. Which... um... leads me to something I may have failed to mention before. My ancestors will see my "revival" as a desecration of their tomb. This Undercroft is... well... quite cursed. Any desecration will cause my ancestors to rise from their graves and defend their resting place. I can hear them coming as we speak! You must protect me... escort me to the Gray Mare where I can buy passage out of Chorrol! Here they come! Oh my, Aunt Margaret! You are looking the worse for wear..."

I turned to see some zombies, I grabbed my short sword, decapitating one. Turning, slicing another one.

"Come on!" I said

We ran out of the chapel, running to the nearby Grey Mare inn, we ran inside.

Everybody looking at us funny.

"Ah, the Gray Mare! From here I will be able to arrange for transportation out of Cyrodiil! You have served me well, assassin. Francois is forever in your debt! Farewell!"

I nodded and traveled back to the Dark Brotherhood, I approached

"Ah, so Motierre has escaped? Well done!"

"Now, there is a new contract, do you accept?"

"Yes"

"Great! There is a band of Dark Elves and High Elves in the small settlement of Whearthly, everyday it's the exact same thing! At six o' clock they battle. Now, there is a Nord captive which the Dark Elves have. Kill all the Dark Elves and free the hostage…Lucian has… 'plans' for him…"

TO BE CONTINUED

So sorry lately, MAJORS writer's block!