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    Fevershaking

    The King of "NOPE!"
    Things get dull at the Sancutary for Gen. Him being a Breton Nightblade, He was often made fun of for using magic on his contracts , Always replying with a "It gets the job done". He very rarely took offense to his Brothers and sisters' jokes as they were just one "big happy family". As he was enjoying a sweet roll he snaged off some drunk Argonian fellow, He heard someone walk into the Sancturary.(Open for anyone to continue :D)
     

    QuiBears

    The Simple Traveler
    A pair of glowing sunset eyes glanced over towards the small juvenile frost spider to which the young woman ran her fingers through the arachnid's thick hair to which it lightly nudged against the woman, much so like a kitten would to another kitten. A crimson smile grew slightly as the crouched female form slowly stood up stretching her form. A small quiver of steel crossbow bolts clung to her hip while a rather intricate crossbow of black hung from her left which made an ever so slight noise as she casually walked in her black leather armor. The woman climbed up the old wooden stairs to which they made a slight creaking sound. Once she left the mage's station, as she coined the area, the espionage expert and sniper entered the main hall noticing the Breton male being lightly teased about his constant magic use.

    By the burning fire of the forge the woman's features where made more apparent showing auburn brown hair neatly pulled back into a long braid with bangs that frame her face giving an allure of mystery. Her soul piercing glowing sunset eyes casually glanced around while remaining silent as the conversations grew to boasts of laughter. Her sultry voice pierced the words like one of her crossbow bolts, "Are we now jesters?" The Breton female crossed her arms over her chest as she waited for someone to answer her.
     

    Fevershaking

    The King of "NOPE!"
    Gen looked towards the breton female. She sported a crossbow and a quiver full of steel arrows. He was quite suprised no one else heard her enter. "Whats wrong with a little conversation after a kill?" Gen anwsered her with his mouth full from the sweet roll he was chewing. He got up from his seat, Brushing the crumbs off his Shrouded armor. He sported a single Dagger shealthed on his right hip. He had his cowl on so you couldnt see his mouth. He had dark brown eyes and dark skin. "You just finnish your contract?" He said to the breton female. (OOC:Im asuming your a member xD)
     

    QuiBears

    The Simple Traveler
    ((yes *giggles*))
    The auburn haired female watched the male breton eating a sweet roll to which her mind tried to recall when the last time she ever ate a sweet roll, 'Must have been ages...' She pondered though in all actuality it was three months ago, before she changed into the new her. Sosile silently listened to the up lifting words of the male while canting her head slightly to the side, much like a cat would when observing a mouse. "I did not say there was anything wrong with conversation, however, you all speak jokes as if you are all jesters, in fact Cicero would be so proud." She paused for a moment while glancing over at the others and then back towards Gen noticing the crumbs that were brushed off the rather sacred, to her, Shrouded Armor that all who are of the Dark Brotherhood wear as a badge of honor among them. The fire from the forge gave the woman a healthy glow to her skin as she spoke again, "Indeed I have, A overly greedy merchant whom abused his wife and child has been sent to the void. I even made the murder look like a tragic accident leaving blame to his prized Elk head mantle piece." She paused as a slightly smile grew from her lips recalling the well planned murder of the rather portly Imperial man. The woman moved towards the water supply only to look at herself in the dark water. 'I wonder when I shall get another mission.' She silently thought to herself for a moment before turning her attention back to the darker skinned breton, "Are you able to enchant weapons?" Sosile asked with a rather curious tone.
     

    Fevershaking

    The King of "NOPE!"
    Gen heard her question and thought to himself 'Oh yeah...forgot i could do that...'. "Yeah i can. Its been a while so i may be a little rusty." Gen said, Quietly thinking back to the last time he enchanted a weapon. He chuckled to himself. That night he joined the Brotherhood. 'Still wonder if i was drunk' He thought to himself. "Why? Something you want enchanted?" He asked her "Anything in mind?"
     

    QuiBears

    The Simple Traveler
    Sosile smirked at the man's questions while formulating what exactly she would like enchanted, "I would like my crossbow to be enchanted with a muffling ability, if able." Her sultry voice echoed in the chamber to which she pondered to herself about how to pay the fellow. 'I am a fletcher so I could make him a bow...though I do not know if he would need a bow.'
     

    Fevershaking

    The King of "NOPE!"
    'A muffle enchant eh?' Gen thought to himself. Seems like Sosile was serious about her assassin duties and wanted to maximize her lethality. That or she really wanted someone dead. As if Reading her mind, He said "Dont worry about it Sosile, I dont need any pay." Gen said reassuringly "I could give you the muffle enchant, but not on your bow. On your boots perhapes?"
     

    Jwalk999

    New Member
    Torren, a Dark Elf hunter(of man and beast), woke up in a dark room, he had remembered the night before and soon found himself wearing a dark, tight leather armor and a long devilish dagger at his belt. It has been 4 hours since his initiation into the dark brotherhood and it felt strange to be in the lair of murderers. He went down stairs to greet his family he so longed to meet, two family members, whom he would soon find out to be Gen and Sosile, having a conversation about a crossbow, he went to them and found out they were trying to enchant then thing with muffle! He said to himself, "When will the people of Skyrim ever learn?" He walked up and offered, "Maybe I can help?"
     

    Jwalk999

    New Member
    He then realized he needed a trained fletcher, for his bow had snapped in half, he then asked Sosile, "think you can make me a bow? I have a nice dagger and a bit of gold from my initiation, by the way, I am the new recruit."
     
    In the darkness that came from the unlit entrance eyes of unknowable colour apeared as flesh riping sounds could be heard as a bosmer fell from the shadows with dozens of arows in his back he was left to heal as otherthings went on
     
    Jy waltzed into the sanctuary, yawning loudly. He came back to visit the Blackmarsh Dark Brotherhood, every now and then. His eyes scanned the room, and didn't see anyone he knew. It seemed some people gave him odd looks, having never seen him before. They had better get used to him, he was here for a while.

    He didn't care, though.

    He felt the beast beneath him growl at the looks he was given. Jy quivered slightly at the beast, but continued walking, and leaned against the wall of the sanctuary. He could see someone approaching him, but he didn't really care. He was thinking of Veezara.

    ((Leaving it open for 'yall.))
     
    The Bosmer awoke from his pain induced blackout do find himself on a strange floor, one of which he had only saw in dark dreams. He left his thoughts as he rose his head to see multiple people as he thought "ah yes the dark brotherhood".
    He rose again to one knee and offered his apologies to the nearest person.
    He said "Sorry for bursting in there when I did, lucky you didnt kill me I supose, but I am Maenil, Maenil Nightshade new member according to this".
    He shows a once sealed letter.
    He continued "It states that i've been invited to the group, wierd I know I wouldnt even pick me. So where do I start?"
    He smiles.
    (Sorry dyslexia makes it hard for me to do this so take my character 'round back and stab him if its too bad)
     
    (Hey all, hope you don't mind if I jump in! My character card is in my signature. :D)

    The young Bosmer female looked down with silvery narrowed eyes at her fellow wood elf, the one named Maenil from where she sat, which just happened to be within earshot of his words.
    "Well you certainly know how to make an entrance.. Hello, Maenil, and welcome to our twisted little family. You can call me Serah." She smiled at him from beneath her red-lined hood with colorless lips, stood and offered him a hand.
    "Need some help?"
     
    A young Nordic woman snuck her way past all the people in the room around to Gen. As her Ocean Blue cat eyes shimmered in the candle light, anyone could see the pain and sorrow of her life that turned into wickedness and trickery. As her golden blonde hair brushes against her slightly sunburned cheeks and neck, she sneaks up behind him and pokes his shoulder as if asking a question, but before he could turn around to her she sinks away over behind Sosile. Sneaking her way around the group of people poking their shoulders in random patterns then sinking away to the Sithis windowed room where she has always sat to think, alone.
     

    hershangames

    Well-Known Member
    Hershan entered the sanctuary without a care in the world. He payed a visit every week to see if there were any new recruitments and to train them.
    He looked around and saw Gen and Sosile, his most trusted members. He walked towards them, but was interrupted by The Bosmer.
    -I'm sorry-he said to Hershan- who are you?
    -I am your leader and the unholy listener, always available if you want training in almost any way of killing.
     

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