User blog:The Nameless Lancer/Blood of the Daedric Prince - Chapter 1

Time for chapter 1. I started this yesterday, but I accidentally reloaded the tab and lost all of my progress. This chapter, as well as almsot every chapter that I will make on this wiki, will contain dialogue. There might be some language here and there, but not too much. Here we go:

I went to the Ragged Flagon, just like I do every morning. Everyone was doing their thing. Brynjolf was wandering around, as always. He was like a father to me. Since I never had a father, I saw him as a father figure. He told me before that I was like a son to him. Delvin was sitting at his table, drinking like he always does. Me and him never cared for each other. Neither of us hated the other, but we would be absolutely fine if the other had their skull smashed by a warhammer. Still, we had a lot of respect for each other, and never argued. Vex was standing with her arms crossed, never taking her eyes off me. She's attractive, but not really my type. She doesn't like me that much. Delvin told me that she is attracted to me, but she doesn't show it. I'm happy that she doesn't know that I know, because I don't want to know what she would do to me. I actually mistook her for an Altmer at first, but was told that she's an Imperial. I'm glad that I didn't learn that the hard way. Me and Tonilla never spoke to each other. Ever. Cynric, Vipir, Rune, and Niruin are my best friends, and they always stick up for me when I get into trouble (which is quite often), and I do the same for them. Thrynn doesn't like me, for some reason. I didn't do anything to him, but he still hates me. Me and Dirge absolutely hate each other. We never get along, never agree on anything, and have fought multiple times. I never liked Vekel, the guy who runs the tavern. I hate his attitude, and he knows it. He charges me extra for drinks like a total jackass. There are only 3 people that I'm afraid of in this world: Maven Black Briar, Maul, and my boss, Mercer. That guy scares me so much. I've had nightmares about him. Then there's Sapphire. By Ysmir, she's beautiful. She has dark hair, green eyes, a pretty face, fairly nice hindquarters, and a kind voice. She's attracted to me too, because she's always flirting with me when we have a conversation. However, I always get scared when talking to her, so I've never made a move.

I went to Delvin's table like I do everyday to get a job to do. I tried to sit down, which is very difficult because of the swords on my back. In order to sit properly, I have to lean forward a good amount, which is extremely uncomfortable. After 2 minutes of trying to get into a good position, I stood back up, picked up the chair, carried it away, bumped Dirge's head with it, threw it into the water, walked back over to Delvin's table, and stood.

Delvin: Too difficult for you?

Sparda: I prefer standing. Do you have a job for me?

Delvin: I have a few.

Sparda: Do I choose one, or do you want me to do all of them?

Delvin: You choose one.

Sparda: What are they?

Delvin: The usual.

Sparda: Got any of the ones where I have to change something in a ledger? I like that one.

Delvin: Of course. Want to do that one?

Sparda: Yeah.

Delvin: Alright. Here's what you need to do: go to Windhelm....

Sparda: Windhelm? Really? It's too cold up there.

Delvin: You wear a sweater when it's as hot as fire. You'll be fine in the cold.

Sparda: Fine. Continue.

Delvin: Go to Windhelm, make your way to the White Phial, and change some numbers in the ledger. It should be upstairs. Got that?

Sparda: Yeah. I got it.

Delvin: Remember the rule: you can't kill anyone.

Sparda: Have I ever killed anyone?

Delvin: Yeah.

Vex yelled so that I can hear her.

Vex: Twice.

Delvin: Yep.

Sparda: What was the second time?

Vex: You know.

I remembered what she was talking about.

Sparda: Oh yeah. That was self-defense. It doesn't count.

She rolled her eyes at me.

Vex: Whatever.

I whispered to Delvin.

Sparda: That didn't count. I didn't ask for a dude to charge at me with an Elven Warhammer. I didn't have a choice there.

Vex: I can clearly hear you, Sparda.

Sparda: Well. This was fun, but I have to go now. Goodbye.

I started walking towards the Cistern.

Delvin: Don't die out there.

I gave him the finger as I went around the corner. I entered the Cistern, and started heading towards the exit. Sapphire was reading something, and had her back to me. As I walked by her, I slapped her butt. She jumped, turned towards me, and grabbed my arm. I stopped walking. She pulled my arm, and I moved closer to her. She smiled.

Sapphire: Please don't do that again.

Sparda: Why not? You didn't like that?

Sapphire: You scared me.

Sparda: Sorry.

Sapphire: It's fine.

She stood there in silence for a minute. I knew what she wanted, but I was too afraid.

Sparda: I have a job to do. I'll see you around.

The smile on her face disappear, and was replaced by a frown.

Sapphire: Oh. Well, you go do your job. Be safe out there.

Sparda: I will.

I left the Cistern, and began heading towards the gate to the city. I passed by the Temple of Mara, and a guard approached me.

Riften Guard: I've told you before, lose the swords. Someone can get hurt.

Sparda: How would someone get hurt by the swords on my back?

Riften Guard: At least put them in sheathes or something like that.

Sparda: I'll think about it.

Riften Guard: Good. Also, I can clearly see that amulet that you're wearing.

I always wore an amulet that signified that I supported the Imperial Legion. I usually wore it under my shirt, but I didn't realized that it was visible at that moment. Since I was in a Stormcloak controlled city, wearing my amulet was not safe. I quickly concealed it under my shirt.

Sparda: Sorry about that.

Riften Guard: Legion supports like you are not wanted here.

I took out 100 coins.

Sparda: Would this change your mind?

Riften Guard: Yes.

I gave him the coins.

Riften Guard: Right. I'm glad that we got that sorted out. Have a good day.

I continued heading towards the gate, but I heard that voice that makes my heart beat faster everytime that I hear it.

Maven: Sparda. Where are you off to?

I turned around, and looked at her.

Sparda: Uh..... W-W-W-Windhelm, Maven.

Maven: Something wrong?

Sparda: No. I have to go.

I turned around, and walked very fast. I went out the gate, and got on my horse. I had a white horse that I call "Traveller". He was a gift from Brynjolf. I headed to Windhelm, and encountered nothing out the ordinary. Actually, I didn't encounter anyone on the journey, as always. It took me about an hour to get to Windhelm. I dismounted, entered the city, and put my hood on. The guards at the gate didn't stop me, so I didn't have any trouble. It was early in the day, which always made breaking into places harder. I usually do my theiving around midnight, when no one was awake. I didn't want to wait that long, so I decided to do things the hard way.

I made my way to the White Phial, and went inside. Surprisingly, no one was there. Seriously. The place was empty. That was very odd. I went up stairs, and found the ledger. I had to change some numbers. I could barely read what anything said because of the bad handwriting, but I could tell what the numbers were. I had to change a 100 to 400, a 20 to an 80, and a 1 to a 9. I've done so many of those jobs that they get increasingly easy for me. I was headed downstairs, but, unsurprisingly, the store owner and about 10 guards were waiting for me.

Nurelion: I knew that someone would try to steal from me while I was away. Return what you took, and we can pretend that this never happened.

He thought that I stole something. I quickly dove out of a window nearby, and ran away from the guards. They chased me out of the gate, and I quickly got on my horse, and made him run very fast. The guards didn't bother chasing after me, and let me escape. I went back to the Flagon in Riften, and reported back to Delvin. I walked up behind him, and put my hand on his shoulder.

Sparda: Done.

Delvin: You never disappoint me. Here you go.

He gave me my reward, which was 500 Septims. I put my money in my money bag, and sat down at the bar. Following that, the day got very interesting....

Thank you for reading chapter 1 of my story. It's definitely better than the prologue. I hope you enjoyed it, and can't wait to read your comments. Have a good day.