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Note:This is a simple fanficion story which may have spoilers for those who did not finished certain parts of the game. Also I would apreci- well in fact I would rather love comments, suggestions, opinions, etc about the story and I look forward to read and consider whatever you have to tell me but would be nice if you could post them in my blog entry about the protagonist of this story http://skyrimforum.com/sf/entries/blane-ghost-nightfall.50651/, the place where you also could find out more about him. In the end I would like to thank anyone who is reading this.
As the night falls upon the beautiful Skyrim banishing the last sunshines from the land and replacing the warm embrace of the sun with the cold legacy of the moon, only few traces of light can be seen moving on a road, torches held by soldiers, not many but only 5 marching as if the emperor itself would be there, but it wasn't him, was a noble, for that's how the dominion's puppets are now called.
No matter how deep was the darkness o the night, it couldn't hide the soldiers' exhaustion neither the noble's satisfaction, was it because his black heart was feeling good in darkness? Or because he was having a horse with him? The soldiers stopped at the noble's gesture who was suspiciously looking around.
"Something wrong?" One of the soldiers asked curiously.
The noble grabbed the horse's leash in the same time when few birds left their nest from the trees "Nothing, keep moving, we must arrive untill the morning."
Deep in the forest, steps could barely be heard as someone was approaching the unsuspecting enemy, his eyes well hided by the hood he was wearing were only watching the people moving on the road just like a sabre cat watching it's prey.
In a matter of seconds, the shady figure caught the slow moving soldier off guard and stabbed his back. As the torch fell from his hand, the shady figure tragged him in the forest swiftly and silently.
The noise of the torch touching the ground was the only thing that the other guards heard and the only thing they could have seen. 2 of them got close to the noble with their swords unsheated while the other 2 walked to the torch looking around "Valerius?"
No answer, not from their friend at last, for as soon as the soldier finished the word, the other one fell on the ground with a knife in his back.
Fear was the only thing the noble could feel in that moment and the only thing he couldn't show, so he simply got off the horse and yelled "What is the meaning of this?!"
No sooner he finished his words than the assassin appeard holding a sword in each hand and approaching faster and faster, moment when the soldier that remained beside the torch charged at him with anger, anger that did not helped him as the assassin easily parried his sword attack and killed him with the sword from his right hand.
The noble watched horrified how already 3 of his men were laying down on the field and yelled at the remaining ones with both fear and anger "What are you waiting for? Kill him!"
The assassin waited paciently as the soldiers approached them and suddenly held his arms in the air, something that made them think he wants to surrender. Wrong thought, in a matter of seconds the assassin moved his hands as fast as he could grabing 2 knives from his back and throwing with brute force at the incoming threat. Was it luck or skill who served well the young assasin, because now the 2 soldiers were both laying down with a knife in each of their chests.
The noble watched terrified as the assassin was approaching him and suddenly climbed on his horse in an attempt to escape his fate, but it was too late, as soon as the horse begun to run, the assassin grabbed the noble's cloak and pulled him off instantly while the horse departed alone.
"Here! Take them!" The noble held his hand with septims in front of the assassin, but the effort was in vain, not for long was the noble's hand stretched to him, for the assassin immediately hit it making the coins fall beside the confuse noble.
"No ammount of money can cover what you've done, neither the attrocities you have commited. I don't know what informations you were going to give to your thalmor friends, but they will never have them."
After few moments everything went silent, the assassin was insheating his sword as the dead noble's face was touched by the first sunshines.
Hours later at the dark brotherhood's hideout, the young assassin stood straight in front of the door as a sinister voice begun to speak "What is the music of life?".
The assassin kept his original position and gave the answer immediately "Silence my brother."
As soon as he finished the words, the same sinister voice spoke again while the door begun to open "Welcome home."
An unmasked woman was waiting inside smirking as the assassins was walking down the stairs to her "So it is done?"
The assassin remained silent and showed her the golden ring that the noble was wearing.
The woman took the ring still smirking then after studying it, she spoke again "Well done young one, I wasn't expecting you to succed in a task like this, I'm sure the rumor will soon arrive to the dominion ears... As they will soon learn, Skyrim is no longer safe for them."
"It never will" The assassin said resolute as the woman gestured him to follow "Come now, you have to meet your new family".
As they went downstairs, the young assassin watched the strange people talking about.. who knows, recent events perhaps? He did not interrupt them, instead the woman did, to his surprise the "family" seemed rather kind and greeted him warmly in the end the misterious woman revealing herself as Astrid.
"Blane. Blane Nightfall, but you cna call me ghost if you wish" the assassin answered to the other people as he believed to be what they were waiting for. He did not had much time to think because Astrid spoke again "Oh an assassin working like in old times, I like it, now there is no need of nicknames between us boy, only trusting each other we will be able to finally stop the dominion before it's too late. I know you are eager, that's what I could tell for sure the first time I met you. That day will come I assure you, but it is not now, take some rest, im sure the initiation was tiring."
Blane simply nodded as he departed to his room hoping to take some sleep.
The Shadows of Night(chapter I)
As the night falls upon the beautiful Skyrim banishing the last sunshines from the land and replacing the warm embrace of the sun with the cold legacy of the moon, only few traces of light can be seen moving on a road, torches held by soldiers, not many but only 5 marching as if the emperor itself would be there, but it wasn't him, was a noble, for that's how the dominion's puppets are now called.
No matter how deep was the darkness o the night, it couldn't hide the soldiers' exhaustion neither the noble's satisfaction, was it because his black heart was feeling good in darkness? Or because he was having a horse with him? The soldiers stopped at the noble's gesture who was suspiciously looking around.
"Something wrong?" One of the soldiers asked curiously.
The noble grabbed the horse's leash in the same time when few birds left their nest from the trees "Nothing, keep moving, we must arrive untill the morning."
Deep in the forest, steps could barely be heard as someone was approaching the unsuspecting enemy, his eyes well hided by the hood he was wearing were only watching the people moving on the road just like a sabre cat watching it's prey.
In a matter of seconds, the shady figure caught the slow moving soldier off guard and stabbed his back. As the torch fell from his hand, the shady figure tragged him in the forest swiftly and silently.
The noise of the torch touching the ground was the only thing that the other guards heard and the only thing they could have seen. 2 of them got close to the noble with their swords unsheated while the other 2 walked to the torch looking around "Valerius?"
No answer, not from their friend at last, for as soon as the soldier finished the word, the other one fell on the ground with a knife in his back.
Fear was the only thing the noble could feel in that moment and the only thing he couldn't show, so he simply got off the horse and yelled "What is the meaning of this?!"
No sooner he finished his words than the assassin appeard holding a sword in each hand and approaching faster and faster, moment when the soldier that remained beside the torch charged at him with anger, anger that did not helped him as the assassin easily parried his sword attack and killed him with the sword from his right hand.
The noble watched horrified how already 3 of his men were laying down on the field and yelled at the remaining ones with both fear and anger "What are you waiting for? Kill him!"
The assassin waited paciently as the soldiers approached them and suddenly held his arms in the air, something that made them think he wants to surrender. Wrong thought, in a matter of seconds the assassin moved his hands as fast as he could grabing 2 knives from his back and throwing with brute force at the incoming threat. Was it luck or skill who served well the young assasin, because now the 2 soldiers were both laying down with a knife in each of their chests.
The noble watched terrified as the assassin was approaching him and suddenly climbed on his horse in an attempt to escape his fate, but it was too late, as soon as the horse begun to run, the assassin grabbed the noble's cloak and pulled him off instantly while the horse departed alone.
"Here! Take them!" The noble held his hand with septims in front of the assassin, but the effort was in vain, not for long was the noble's hand stretched to him, for the assassin immediately hit it making the coins fall beside the confuse noble.
"No ammount of money can cover what you've done, neither the attrocities you have commited. I don't know what informations you were going to give to your thalmor friends, but they will never have them."
After few moments everything went silent, the assassin was insheating his sword as the dead noble's face was touched by the first sunshines.
Hours later at the dark brotherhood's hideout, the young assassin stood straight in front of the door as a sinister voice begun to speak "What is the music of life?".
The assassin kept his original position and gave the answer immediately "Silence my brother."
As soon as he finished the words, the same sinister voice spoke again while the door begun to open "Welcome home."
An unmasked woman was waiting inside smirking as the assassins was walking down the stairs to her "So it is done?"
The assassin remained silent and showed her the golden ring that the noble was wearing.
The woman took the ring still smirking then after studying it, she spoke again "Well done young one, I wasn't expecting you to succed in a task like this, I'm sure the rumor will soon arrive to the dominion ears... As they will soon learn, Skyrim is no longer safe for them."
"It never will" The assassin said resolute as the woman gestured him to follow "Come now, you have to meet your new family".
As they went downstairs, the young assassin watched the strange people talking about.. who knows, recent events perhaps? He did not interrupt them, instead the woman did, to his surprise the "family" seemed rather kind and greeted him warmly in the end the misterious woman revealing herself as Astrid.
"Blane. Blane Nightfall, but you cna call me ghost if you wish" the assassin answered to the other people as he believed to be what they were waiting for. He did not had much time to think because Astrid spoke again "Oh an assassin working like in old times, I like it, now there is no need of nicknames between us boy, only trusting each other we will be able to finally stop the dominion before it's too late. I know you are eager, that's what I could tell for sure the first time I met you. That day will come I assure you, but it is not now, take some rest, im sure the initiation was tiring."
Blane simply nodded as he departed to his room hoping to take some sleep.
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