I awoke, and found myself on a stone bed, carefully cradled in the soft fur blankets. I rubbed my head, and realized I must have hit it on something when I fainted.
"Oh, yeah!" I started, remembering the events from before. I couldn't believe it. Blueyes San Arquier. He was the mysterious client I was signing on with? He was feared. Word was that he was rich. Extremely rich. To the point of having his own temple-size building filled to the brim with Septims. He was also known for his connection to the Dark Brotherhood and the Thieves Guild. He was rumored to have inherited his massive treasure trove from Sasha, the Champion of Cyrodiil.
He was also famous for his legendary warrior skills, capable of using almost any weapon with finesse and his talent for stealth.
People generally avoided him. He was said to be Daedra-spawn. No good came from the Daedra of Oblivion.
My thoughts were cut off as I heard a voice, and realized it was somehow being echoed to me through an ingenious Dwemer piping system.
"Ahh…you awaken. Master San Arquier wishes to meet with you immediately." I heard the raspy voice of the Khajiit.
I was surprised to find a change of clothes waiting on the dresser. It was of finer make, and made of the finest materials. Radiant Raiment caliber, from the looks of it.
I gingerly undressed, and put on the new bra and underwear. It fit perfectly. I slipped on the fancy robes, and carefully put on the leather boots that were left there. I was relieved to find that my silver ring was carefully laid on the night table next to the bed, and put it on.
"Well, time to meet him…again." I muttered.
I opened the golden doors, and found myself in the dining room I had passed through to get to his office. Ra'ja was gone, but Blueyes remained. He was dressed in a more casual set of clothing, wearing a finely made silk robe in place of his armor. I couldn't help but study his three scars. They still seemed oddly fresh, as if they were inflicted by something that left a mark that would last forever.
"Ah. Miss Rya. You are here. Take a seat, please." He requested eloquently and politely. I stood idle a moment until he gestured, and sat across from him.
"Eat! You are my guest, Altmer, and I intend to take care of you." He smiled and encouraged. I took a tentative bite and began eating more. It was delicious. The fruit and vegetables tasted fresh, and the soup tasted brilliantly rustic, with just a hint of nirnroot. He watched as I ate, almost amused. I felt almost…dirty, taking a meal from someone in exchange for…I didn't even KNOW.
"Blueyes…what precisely are you hiring me for?" I asked carefully and slowly.
His smile faded.
"I need your help, Rya. I'm giving you an opportunity to escape this wretched life and make something of yourself. All you have to do is help me." He spoke equally hesitantly.
"But what, Blueyes? What am I doing?" I pressed on.
"I see dinner is over." He sighed regretfully. "Ra'ja."
He entered the room quickly, along with a woman dressed in a chef's clothing.
"Have Lily clean this up. We need to explain to Ms. Rya what precisely we are going to ask of her." He told the Khajiit. He nodded and spoke a few words to the chef, who I guess was Lily, and the two beckoned for me to follow.
They led me to the final gold door, the one which was sealed with two unbreakable puzzle locks. Ra'ja and Blueyes each produced a key, which they used to open the door. What I saw shocked me.
The room was covered in books and what looked like reports. Several sketches of several people littered the floor, and a sweetroll on a plate was left on a table next to some files.
"As I mentioned before, Rya, I am the Dovahkiin. However, recent events have led me to believe there are others that share the Dragon blood. I need your help to find them." He explained, gesturing to the whole of the room.
"Ho-How would I be able to help you?" I wondered out loud. He turned.
"You have a unique gift, Altmer. The gift to mesmerize. To seduce. To find out information. I am asking you to use your gift at prostitution to help me find the other Dragonborns. I am asking you to turn that wretched life into one of meaningfulness." He spoke seriously.
"You're asking me to whore off so you can find information." I replied.
"Not exactly. You won't need to. All you need to do is seduce. Mark my words, you will never be touched again by a man you don't know and consent to bedding with." He promised quickly.
"And in exchange?" I continued.
"I will give you half a million Septims and the deed to a house I own in Dawnstar. You will live in comfort and happiness for the rest of your life." He explained.
I thought about it. Being rich and having a home. Never having to whore off again. Never having to wonder whether that guy wasn't carrying something, or whether he made me pregnant. I thought for a moment.
"Deal. But I want something in return." I answered.
"Name it." He replied.
"I want you to help me find my mother. I want to know what happened to her." I requested. He looked slightly taken aback, yet I could see it in his eyes. Understanding. He looked as if he had been through the same thing.
"You have my word." He almost whispered. I could swear a tear came to his eye, but he shook it off, and stood.
"We have a long day ahead of us. Time to rest. Rya, you may use the quarters you woke in earlier, I think you'll find them suitable, and you are welcome to make any decorations you feel necessary." He broke off, and left in a hurry. Ra'ja nodded at me, and as I left, he sealed the room and disappeared off to his quarters.
As I walked out, I saw the maid/cook Lily.
"Oh, there you are!" She exasperated heavily.
"What is it?" I asked confusedly.
"This way…" She led me back to my room.
"I added a little décor for you!" She started.
As I entered, I gasped. A beautiful statue awaited my gaze. As I examined the statue, I saw the runes carved into it. It read: SASHA VELENWUD.
"His…mother?" I asked, confused still.
"Tradition in this house states that every 'mission' you complete, you earn a new decoration, weapon, or armor!" She explained.
"I don't have a weapon or armor…" I trailed off.
She produced a finely made steel sword, and directed me to a large chest, which contained a set of leather armor.
"Thank you, Lily." I started.
"It's nothing. You just take care of him out there, you hear me?" She interrupted, and I could swear her eyes shined as she left.