Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140308235607/@comment-24449631-20140320232250

Come along.

Arcturus padded me on the shoulder. As we all jumped out of the wagon.

“Listen up, you know what we are going to do here. Commander Maro’s orders.”

He walked past me, in the line we had all formed. Though we were right near enemy territory we maintained some level of discipline.

“… We will not, I repeat NOT leave this place until all members of this rotten cult lies dead in that hollow grave they have dug for themselves!”

He yelled as he pointed to the path that lead down below. I remember it being really damp and misty at the time…

We slowly made our way down the misty path and felt a cold shiver go down our spines. As if we were descending to Oblivion itself. Or more accurately… The void.

Then suddenly a member of the Dark Brotherhood showed up from nowhere. An old man, wearing strange robes and a hood. He looked as surprised as we did. But sadly for him we were faster.

Before he could do anything we had our bows ready and all shot the man. He must’ve been pierced by ten arrows, at least. He was as good as dead.

Arcturus simply sighed.

“Well. That’s one”

“A word of advice, gentlemen. Everything down there is evil. Don’t be fooled. No matter how innocent it looks. Burn it down.”

He now pointed at the thing. It was the first time I saw it and it was a horrid thing. The black door. The fact that it made a wheezing noise made it all the more worse. As if it was trying to snarl us away. But we had faith. In our commander, our Emperor and in the divines. What we came to do here was of vital importance.

I said those things to myself in order to refill my courage.

Arcturus then ordered several colleagues back with him to the wagon while I and Cersus stood guard down below. It was then that I noticed the pitch black-straight-from-oblivion black pond.

It looked so weird. I secretly hoped that this raid wouldn’t take long. I wanted to get away from this hellish place, as quickly as possible.

<p class="MsoNormal">Then I heard the lieutenant come back with the others as they carried the barrels with oil down the path.

<p class="MsoNormal">“There… This will help us ‘cleanse’ that evil place, once and for all” Arcturus said again with determination beaming from his eyes.

<p class="MsoNormal">The fellow agents were stacking the oil barrels behind him.

<p class="MsoNormal">“I’m sure we brought plenty…” Cersus told me.

<p class="MsoNormal">That made me smile somehow. I still don’t know why.

<p class="MsoNormal">After we had stacked up well over a dozen of them Arcturus nodded and said it was time.

<p class="MsoNormal">He walked to the hellish door and was  asked the question to which he knew the answer. Thanks to some glorious piece of Pentius Oculatus espionage might I add. Well… Someone from the inside sold them out. What a fool he or she was. As if we were going to spare her rotten life. If anything I despised that person even more. Because they’d rather safe their own life than go down with the others.

<p class="MsoNormal">“What is the music of Life…” The door asked in a horrid and whispering voice.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Silence Brother…” Arcturus said with some anger in his voice.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Welcome… Home?” The door seemed to hesitate a bit. But if he wanted to stop us now it was too late. The door was opened and the last line of defence to the sanctuary was broken.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Alright… Everyone. Listen, whatever happens down there. Whatever… Lives down there. We will endure. We will cleanse Nirn from these heathens!”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Maximus, Delorus and Selanto… You get the oil. I want to burn this place to the ground, you hear?”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Now, if you’re with me!”

<p class="MsoNormal">I remember us all cheering. “Yeah!”

<p class="MsoNormal">“For the Empire!” Arcturus shouted as he stormed through the door with his sword raised.

<p class="MsoNormal">And we all followed. Descending down into the sanctuary of the Dark brotherhood.

<p class="MsoNormal">-

<p class="MsoNormal">The smoke made me dizzy. I remember the burning. The burning. Everything this cult stood for was being burned to the ground. It wasn’t going to be long now.

<p class="MsoNormal">I had only killed one member. An argonian. Absolutely mental he was. Came right at me with both his swords. Though he seemed a professional, he was not on that day. Anger must’ve gotten him. And luckily for me that caught him off guard from my shield bash and I was able to pierce his heart, His black heart…

<p class="MsoNormal">It was then that Arcturus ordered me, Maximus and Selanto to stay here as they ventured down more into the sanctuary.

<p class="MsoNormal">We had to stand guard if others tried to escape.

<p class="MsoNormal">

<p class="MsoNormal">-

<p class="MsoNormal">It only took a few minutes before the smoke and flame had really started to kick in. Everything was happening quite on schedule

<p class="MsoNormal">But then ‘It’ happened.

<p class="MsoNormal">I was in what appeared to be a bedroom while Maximus and Selanto stood in the Bureau or hall way, whatever it was. I could hear them from where I was. Reading through some documents. Quickly as could, since the place was burning.

<p class="MsoNormal">Maximus: “Which one was the rat?”

<p class="MsoNormal">I then heard Selanto reply with indifference

<p class="MsoNormal">“Dunno. One of these corpses. Does it matter?”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Suppose not. But what’s taking the others so long? The sooner we get out of here, the better. Smoke’s getting bad. This place will be raging soon…”

<p class="MsoNormal">I remember him coughing after that.

<p class="MsoNormal">Nothing seemed wrong, but then. All fell quiet and pretty soon I heard swords clatter and bash against each other. Was one of assassins trying to leave?

<p class="MsoNormal">I peaked around to see what it was and saw me Friends be brutally murdered.

<p class="MsoNormal">I managed to sneak away and hide in the bedroom.

<p class="MsoNormal">I wasn’t going to take down this guy, he could take on two and still win. Perhaps if I waited a bit I could get him from behind. But somehow… when he ran straight past me, deeper into the sanctuary, Everything froze. I just… stopped.

<p class="MsoNormal">I could only remember breathing heavily. And after that coughing really hard, because of the smoke. I started to panic. I needed air. My throat was on fire.

<p class="MsoNormal">I ran out, coughing my lungs out. I felt so miserable. I needed to get away. Just for a bit. I stumbled across the path, everything seemed to be turning around. I had taken in too much smoke in my panic attack probably. As I got back at the wagon I remember holding onto it for a few moments and then walking a few steps into the forest then falling over. After that, everything went black.

<p class="MsoNormal">---

<p class="MsoNormal">Knight woke up from behind his desk.

<p class="MsoNormal">Jumping up straight as if he noticed he had fallen asleep and wanted nobody to notice. His back disagreed with that sudden move though. As he felt a seeding pain started to spread down his back because he jumped up to quick.

<p class="MsoNormal">“ugh…”

<p class="MsoNormal">He rubbed his eyes with one hand.

<p class="MsoNormal">“I’m sorry…” He whispered to himself. As if he had to excuse himself for the dream.

<p class="MsoNormal">Opening his eyes again he saw the paperwork he had joined again last night. When he came back late from Anvil.

<p class="MsoNormal">“I practically live here now…” he joke to himself.

<p class="MsoNormal">After that he sighed, stretched and tried to forget he got ‘the dream’ again.

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