The Collection of The End

My name is Akatosh,

I'm dealing with the mess Hircine left... eh?

-- 4E, 201, Hearthfire, 2nd, 23:41 --

“[What is the most beautiful music in life?]”

"It's silence, brother."

"【Welcome home--】"

The thick dark red stone door with huge skulls and black handprints slowly slid open to the side. The "imperial soldiers" in front of the door didn't take a second look at it, and stepped into the deep passage behind the stone door, which was enough for five or six people to walk side by side.

Not far after entering the black door, there is a "dressing room" on the side with many wardrobes, armor racks, hat hooks and other furniture. The furniture is placed or hung with special clothing including all parts of Skyrim and even some neighboring provinces.

"Boom——" the light helmet of the Imperial Legion was taken off and thrown into a corner of the locker room at random, and the shawled blond hair that was originally bound by the "soldier" fell down immediately.

Followed by the light armor, gloves and boots often worn by imperial scouts, when all these camouflage items were removed, what appeared there was a black and red tight-fitting leather jacket, with a very aggressive beauty, blond hair A tall and slender woman with brown eyes.

"What's the problem?" Astrid muttered to himself while putting on black leather gloves and boots, and then walked straight out of the dressing room. As for the discarded disguise, someone will deal with it later.

It was just a simple mission to assassinate a prisoner, but it failed, which is a shame to the reputation of the Dark Brotherhood's Skyrim branch.

The commission itself is very simple. In Falkreath, a wild werewolf killed his employer's young daughter after losing control. The Imperial Legion stationed there did not dare to execute him for some reason. The employer could not stand the murderer. Still alive, he took out all his savings to hold a dark ceremony and asked the Dark Brotherhood to kill him—by the way, since the employer was a woman, Astrid decided to approach and execute the commission himself.

Disguising themselves as imperial soldiers is not difficult. Many of those guys were frightened by "Hergen's Dragon" and always wanted to evacuate, which caused their standard armor to be in a state of defense all the time.

The problem is that the werewolf named Xin Ding is not like what they said in the chat, he has pleaded guilty and only wants to die. When he sneaked into the water prison to assassinate him, he turned directly and broke through the roof of the water prison to escape.

Astrid itself is not proficient in tracking or fighting the enemy head-on, especially if the opponent is a werewolf-no, in fact, she can still fight a werewolf head-on sometimes.

"What's the matter? My dear? The task is not going well?" When he walked into the public hall of the Brotherhood, Astrid ran into someone's arms directly, and the other party wrapped her arms around her very naturally, and touched her by the way. head.

"Let go of me, you stupid dog." Astrid whispered, "This is a public place."

There's no way any fraternity assassin would make the ludicrously low-level error of "bumping into a corner with someone" that would have resulted, just because she'd identified him before making contact.

Ein Bjorn, blond, tall and burly, a typical Nord, does not like to use weapons, a rare "frontal assassination" fan in the brotherhood, and is a werewolf who can control himself, and Astrid's husband.

"Don't worry, they've been used to it for a long time." Ein Bojorn rubbed his wife's blond hair again, and let go of her hand before she got mad: "Whether it's our public show of affection or the accidental failure of the mission."

"No comfort at all." Astrid glared at him, then turned to the hall.

This is a naturally formed two-story cave. On the bottom floor, there is an underground river that emerges from the mountain wall and flows through a very narrow gap. It is the main water source of the Brotherhood, and the other parts are equipped with training grounds, blacksmith shops, and dinner parties. The long table and the ring-shaped second floor connected by natural stone steps are the residences of the fraternity members.

At the same time, there is also a meeting room for issuing tasks and a treasure house for storing property.

Since the sanctuary itself is within the mountain wall, any modification by itself may cause landslides, so this setting has not changed for nearly a hundred years.

Generally speaking, since there are endless guys who want to hire the Dark Brotherhood to kill others, and they are distributed throughout the province of Skyrim, the Brotherhood members are basically on the road, and it is difficult to have a chance to get together. There can be three or four in the hall. The people are nice - they basically come back to report on the success or failure of the task.

"It's a pity~ I didn't fail~" A childish female voice sounded, and a little girl on the long dinner table waved towards Astrid: "If you, Astrid, also miss, the one who completes the task 100% But I'm the only one left~"

Babette, about eight years old in appearance, has a very cute appearance and voice. She always claims that she is an innocent girl captured by the Dark Brotherhood, but in fact she is a vampire who is already four hundred and ninety-five years old, according to her own words , The assassination target has never missed in five hundred years, but there are almost no people who can refute this.

"I have to declare that I didn't miss it, but the client has a problem and the contract is terminated," a semi-bald old man in a robe stood beside the dark river and replied without looking back: "They are a group of vampires."

Festus Krex, a destruction mage, compared with those mages who explore the mysteries of magic, try to understand the changes in the world, and even summon demons from annihilation or save lives and wounds, he is more focused on developing various methods that can effectively kill humans. Therefore, he is wanted by all mage organizations. However, this kind of paranoid approach made him a human supremacist, hating all creatures that cannot be perfectly affected by his spells... Werewolves and vampires are naturally listed .

"Do you have any opinion on vampires~" Babette waved his small fist at him from a distance, "Be careful about your neck when you sleep at night~"

"Your group of compatriots have been wiped out after the 'Battle of the Vigilante'. Anyone who dares to provoke trouble now is trouble, and I hate trouble the most!" Festus responded.

"Strictly speaking, I was also successful," Ein Boyorn shrugged: "Although the tiger monk monk is quite powerful, he was still captured alive by me, but the employer who finally accepted him was killed by an adventurer ahead of schedule. , which is an uncontrollable factor.”

"Einbjorn's employer died, the mission was cancelled, Festus interrupted the mission on his own initiative, and half of the reward was refunded, Babette did a good job, keep it up, and my target escaped after transforming, I have to trouble you to hunt it down. said Astrid quickly.

However, if there is no mission for the time being, let's try to find a way to recruit "Jeanne Darc", who sent the black hand letter before, into the group.

Originally, all the "dark rituals" held would be perceived by [Night Mother], and the task would be sent to the "listener" in the sanctuary closest to the client according to its distance, but since the outbreak of the war between the Empire and Somor, The Dark Brotherhood in Skyrim Province did not have any "listeners" again. Astrid immediately changed his approach and bribed the "rats" who did dirty work everywhere to collect information that "someone is holding a dark ceremony", and then sent someone to contact him , although the efficiency was much lower, the mystery was lost, and it was more likely to fail halfway due to various reasons, but the organization was finally continued.

Not long ago, Astrid got in touch with Windhelm City's largest non-governmental organization "Shawl Blonde" through his appearance, and learned from them that a child who was persecuted by the family was holding a dark ceremony. There might be some decent reward, she was going to let Babette, who likes to pretend to be tender, get in touch with that little devil named Aventus Aretino, but in a blink of an eye, the target of his ceremony, the "kindness" of Rift Valley City Guiluo" was killed. According to the bribed guard, the assailant seemed to be Jeanne Darc, one of the founders of "Shawl Blonde".

The girl with the shawl blond hair recorded her identity as a "Hino Scholar" who excavated ancient ruins, but after not seeing her for half a year, she turned into a heavily armored warrior. Those archaeologists were indeed monsters.

As for this completely unprecedented incident, the way to deal with it is entirely up to Astrid. No one will have an opinion on whether to ignore her, assassinate her to maintain the Brotherhood's face, or absorb her.

For the Dark Brotherhood, being able to launch an assassination in the heavily guarded Rift Valley City and escape unscathed can be said to be a member of excellent quality, but being able to make such actions out of a "sense of justice" means that She is likely to take issue with some of the missions of the Brotherhood that have motivational issues, but it also means that she will not be bound by the so-called law and common sense, which is in line with the old creed of the Brotherhood: [All actions are impermanent, all laws are impermanent. Without me】.

"So, what's the conclusion?" Ain Boyorn, who knew what his wife was thinking, patted her head again.

"The conclusion is...Nazir! Where is Jeanne Darc now?" Astrid called to the second floor of the cave.

"She is heading towards Windhelm City," a Redguard wearing a turban and a scimitar appeared from the conference room on the second floor: "It seems that she is going to return to Aventus. Ki Shulin' rest, judging from her speed, it seems that she doesn't care about our black hand letter at all."

Nazr, a brave Red Guard soldier, is superb with two knives, but his hobby is sorting out and sorting out the mission information and sorting it out. He almost never goes out to work. It can be said that he is the steward of the Brotherhood of Darkness. If you have any questions, just ask him Basically you can get the answer.

"I will go and bring her back in person. Compared with other members, I think I have enough affinity." Astrid patted Ain Boyorn's chest.

"Okay, then I'll help you chase that wolf cub who escaped by luck." The werewolf who was scolded by his wife without a trace had no choice but to spread his hands.

"【What is the most beautiful sound of life—】" The black door at the entrance of the sanctuary let out a low roar.

Another brother is back? Everyone present looked in the direction of the entrance.

"It's the flute~(club blossom) lute~(diamond) or big drum~(spades)"

A strange voice of a man with various patterns appeared in front of his eyes exaggeratedly yelled outside the door. Heimen remained silent, and the members of the fraternity looked at each other.

"Oh—it's silence~ Thank you mother~ (Hearts) No, Cicero will never change his words~ Mother~ (Hearts) Mother~ (Hearts)"

The voice became more exaggerated.

"【Welcome home--】"

At this moment, the thoughts of everyone present have never been so unified.

No! don't open the door! !