Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-4356155-20131212052943/@comment-4356155-20131212054438

"What is the music of life?" a voice echoed from the door as she put her hand on it. As if a voice spoke through her, as if she was possessed, words just came out, not her own. "Silence, my brother."

"Welcome home."

The door opened, revealing a massive sanctuary. "Woah... what is this place?" the woman asked.

"Welcome, Listener. It has been a long time since anyone set foot in here. Especially one of you." a voice croaked in her head.

"Who are you? What is this place?"

"This is the sanctuary of the Dark Brotherhood; a once legendary group of assassins, whom you now lead."

"What? Assassins?"

"Your job is to lead it now. You are to return the Dark Brotherhood to its glory once more. My job is done." The voice stopped.

"Hello?" Cynthia howled. "Anyone there?" She explored the large sanctuary, finding a small, dead garden, a torture chamber, a bedroom, and a large, shattered stain glass emblem. On the floor, she found a small, black blade. Imprinted on the blade said one small word: "Woe".

"I don't know what I've gotten myself into...," she murmured to herself. "...but nobody can know about this."