The Nord is tall, but still shorter than Dar'Saro. He was not wearing his traditional Dark Brotherhood armor, but instead a strange black armor with intricate patterns. He removed his masked cowl and spoke. "The Night Mother has given me a new target, but refuses to let me take it alone. From what I hear, you're one of the best assassins in here. I want you to come with me."
The Night Mother is the matron of the Dark Brotherhood. Now naught a rotting corpse that speaks into the mind of the Listener, she was a woman who could not bear children. Sithis, Lord of the Void, revered by the Dark Brotherhood, gave her five children. She murdered her children in Sithis' name, and thus became the Night Mother, bride of the Dread Lord. When someone would perform the Black Sacrament, the Night Mother would speak to the Listener, who would then talk to the Speakers.
Dar'Saro thought over it for a moment. He preferred to work alone, but when would he get a chance to go on a mission with the Dragonborn, slayer of Alduin? "Khajiit will go," he said, a smirk on his lips. "Let this one gather his things and we can go."
The cat returns to his chamber and retrieves his masked cowl, ebony daggers, and ebony longbow. He had amassed these valuable weapon during his work with the Thieves' Guild before he had joined the Brotherhood. Returning to the Listener, he nodded. Nobody knew his real name. He was just referred to as Listener and Dragonborn.
"So, who is this target that the Night Mother will not let you go alone to take out?"
"When I said target," the Dragonborn replied in his thick Nord accent. "I meant targets."
"Oh? Well, who are these targets, hmm?" Dar'Saro's eyes widened with anticipation.
"We're to kill Ulfric Stormcloak and his court."