Real life issues again... Hope to update more often! Also, here's a tip if you played any of the games; in RuneScape and Oblivion there may have been some quests done by other adventurers, not Dark-Heart, other quests may not even been started, I'll leave it to you to find out which quests were started in RuneScape and Oblivion. Anyway, enjoy!


"Wait one second there lad!" cried a familiar voice.

"Duke Horacio?"

"What's he doing here?"

"He left Lumbridge to come here?" The crowd was roaring with questions.

"Hold your questioning, lads, I'm here to assist the Knights of the Round Table."

"Of course sire, King Arthur has been expecting you." Sir Lancelot replied, however, with the energetic crowd, it was difficult to hear. Sir Lancelot barely paved entry to Duke Hocario; he was requested by King Arthur himself, but to what purpose? Others without proper authority were refused entry, eventually the numbers dwindled and Sir Lancelot was to remain on patrol.

"Evening Horacio of Lumbridge." greeted King Arthur; he sat upon his seat at the Round Table pondering. His dazzling crown rested on his tidy, auburn hair, it shone across the whole realm and reaching others. He wore rusty steel armor and his shield was leaning against his chair, it bore the emblem of Saradomin. Duke Horacio took a seat and calmly replied.

"I have arrived, as you requested, King Arthur." The monarchs had a conversation of pressing matters.

"As this is urgent, I will cut to thy point," The King displayed a monotone voice.

"Recently, a strange being popped and crashed on our castle, it is unconscious; however, we're keeping it under tight guard."

"Merlin is still frozen in a large crystal prison; he cannot assist us." King Arthur explained.

"Rumour spread that the being is a descendant of the fabled Dragonkin. And you, Horacio, have dealt with a dragon and manage an alliance with the underground cave goblins, can surely aid us."

"I see." The Duke of Lumbridge thought about it; he left his advisor in charge of Lumbridge until he settles things here. He examined the room, Sir Kay was guarding the main entry door along with Sir Lucan; they stood as a pillaring statue. One can come to the conclusion; Camelot Castle is well guarded, it was a wise decision to guard the mysterious being there.

For one, that 'being' is not a being, he's my Silencer. And two, your realm's Dragonkin are extinct, not just past folklore.

"I'll lend a hand." Horacio agreed and they shook hands across the table. King Arthur then escorted the Duke of Lumbridge to the secret room where they held Dark-Heart.


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"Have a copy of the Black Horse Courier, it's the only way to get the real news! Feature story on Cyrodiil's greatest mage!"

SPECIAL EDITION!

AURAVINC OTHLIN FOUND DEAD IN THE IMPERIAL CITY!

Unknown Murderer.

by Ra'jiradh

All of Cyrodiil suffers a terrible fate! Mage's Guild Master-Wizard Auravinc Othlin is found deceased in his home's basement at the Imperial City Elven Garden's district! Diaster struck last evening when the mage was studying at his favored place; his basement. It proved valuable to any researcher with extensive number of novels pretaining to any subject or topic.

All members of the Arcane University commented on Othlin's usual behavior; visit the Chironasium, study alchemical ingredients at the Lustratorium, read at the Mystic Archives and practice magicks at the Practice Rooms. Renald Viernis, proctor of the practice rooms states that his agenda is your typical schedule to the average mage.

Othlin's magicka were extended to contain almost any aspect of the magicka universe. He enchanted various weaponry, armor and tools with functional enchantments to travelers, merchants and adventurers. Also a master rank of all magick schools, however all of his expertise worn out as he died. Othlin's sibling, Jermina had this to say..

"My brother... I saw this coming... He wouldn't listen to me! I told him he was being stalked all over the province, I told him he was being spied on, he wouldn't listen! I wish... I wish I could see him again..."

Jermina Othlin now resides in the very place her brother was killed, she admitted to some of their secretive schemes. Jermina was former owner of All Things Alchemical in the market district, it is now closed due to long past counterfeit buyout by the Othlin siblings. Talk is around that she would of killed her own brother for the attention and renown, however, with the Imperial City today, cruel and twisted, it could of happened to anyone.

Jermina is now being questioned by the Imperial City guard, some investigators justify that there are some leads to the Dark Brotherhood committing the deed, but that is cannot be backed with true evidence.

With all the crime in the city, the mourners of the most famous mage in Cyrodiil history now dead, who can't help but wonder -- am I next?

A bystander read the newspaper and discarded it. The street was filled with Orcs and Dunmer, the avenues were littered with purple-stone roofs and Dark Elven architecture. Governed by Count Andel Indarys of House Hlaalu, it's my home away from home, Cheydinhal. The craggy territory and the nature aroma of County Cheydinhal, it is where my beloved Dark Brotherhood reside.

In the Abandoned House in the castle walls of Cheydinhal lay the entrance to the Dark Brotherhood Sanctuary, the head of this family is Ocheeva, she's been worried about the lack of Dark-Heart's return. Teineeva, Ocheeva's twin brother often comforts her, stating that it takes time to commit any assassination, although she cannot help but be concerned. Dark-Heart was a true comrade to the twins, having killed the traitor Scar-Tail and rescued Ocheeva from a kidnapper. The Argonian trio often assist each other, and mistakingly welcome Dark-Heart as a biological brother.

Despite all of this, my Listener is still in contact with me and resumes the procedure of assassination contracts. Moments later, the Argonian twins hear a disturbing thump; they reacted and looked in the direction of where it came from.

It was the Guardian Door.