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Lissette Direblade the blademistress thief.

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    Lissette Direblade was born in Solitude as the only daughter to Rolgan Direblade, a 4th generation Nord Imperial soldier, and Aribeth Battle-Born Direblade, who was a daughter of Olfrid Battle-Born, the patron of the Battle-Born clan in Whiterun, who had run away from home and joined the Riften thieves guild when she was 15. Olfrid never found out what happened to her, and after scouring all of Skyrim to find her, he eventually gave up and presumed her dead. She was alive and well, though, but as one of the guild's best thieves with high sneak, lockpicking, and pickpocket skills, she was never seen by Olfrid, not even when she was in Whiterun in broad daylight completing a job for the guild, which she had done on numerous occasions. The couple met at the Winking Skeever in Solitude, where Aribeth had been assigned a fishing job and was about to pickpocket her assigned target, before Rolgan caught her eye sitting at the bar because he was both handsome and wearing the armor of an Imperial Legionnaire, and was also depressed and drinking heavily because his younger brother, who had also been his only living family member, had recently been killed in action by the Stormcloaks, as were both his parents before that. It was almost love at first sight for them both, and Olfrid gave his blessing for them to be married immediately for two reasons. One, he was immensely grateful to Rolgan for finding his daughter alive and well. And two, as a soldier of the Imperials, whom the Battle-Borns were loyal to, he believed that the relationship would draw Aribeth away from Riften, a city who supported the stormcloaks, and he was correct; after marrying Rolgan, Aribeth abandoned her profession as a thief, becoming a housewife in Solitude, and never set foot in Riften again. After Lissette was born, growing up she once asked her father about her paternal grandparents and her uncle whom she had never met, and all he said was, "You would have loved to meet them. They were all Imperial Legionnaires, like myself, but they were killed in action by the stormcloaks before you were born," and he broke down into a hysterical fit of tears. As a result, Lissette developed a hatred for the stormcloaks at an early age, and wanted to join the Imperial legion when she grew up. This hatred was only compounded after her father, too, was killed in action by the stormcloaks when she was 12. Lissette's mother subsequently finished raising her, and also taught her the thieving skills she had learned, although Lissette chose not to use these skills, and kept them a secret while she was being trained as an Imperial Legionnaire. She chose to specialize in wielding a greatsword as her weapon, and wear light armor. Lissette would not use the standard issue equipment of the legion. She also developed skills as an alchemist, an enchanter, and a blacksmith, and created, improved, and enchanted her own custom gear. Her glass greatsword is enchanted with cold damage and health drain. Her glass helmet is enchanted with waterbreathing and fortify lockpicking. Her glass boots have stamina regeneration and fortify 2 handed. Her glass gauntlets have fortify light armor and fortify 2 handed. Her glass armor has fortify light armor and health regeneration. Her necklace has fire and shock resistance. Finally, her ring has poison and magic resistance. She faught in the Imperial legion for about a year after completing her training, and during a maneuver, Lissette and her squadron had gotten surrounded and hopelessly outnumbered by a well organized force of stormcloaks including archers and swordsmen. They all knew that fighting back or resisting would be suicide, so they all threw down their weapons and were imprisoned as prisoners of war in Fort Amol. Lissette's well-developed thieving skills were completely unknown to the stormcloak captors, an ignorance which proved very fatal for them. After being locked in her cell, Lissette smoothly pickpocketed the cell key from the guard. After the guard left, thinking all the prisoners were locked up tight, Lissette unlocked the door of her cell, much to the amazement of all her fellow prisoners. She silenced their awestruck pleas to release them as well by saying, "Be patient! I have the skills of a member of the Riften thieves guild. I'm going to stick to the shadows and case this joint and figure out a way to bust us all out of here! Trust me, I can do it, just watch me!" Hidden in sneak mode, Lissette saw and overheard four stormcloak prison guards practically drooling over the immense quality and enchantments on her custom-made gear they had confiscated from her in the fort's armory. Ultimately, a brawl ensued between the four guards over the gear before their superior officer intervened by yelling, "Break it up, now, all of you!! None of you will get any of it! It is all going to go to the personal armory of Jarl Ulfric!" After they locked the door to the armory and left, Lissette picked the lock, equipped herself with her gear, and raided the armory taking enough armor and weapons to bring back to the prison and equip her fellow prisoners, and then locked the armory door behind her. She snuck back to the prison with the gear she took, and after she released her fellow prisoners from their cells and distributed the gear to them, and after they were fully armed and armored, they made short work of all the occupying stormcloak soldiers. Lissette told her now armed comrades to stay there and hold the fort, and she would go back to Solitude and tell General Tullius to send reinforcements to finish garrisoning the fort. When she returned, General Tullius was very impressed with what happened, and promoted Lissette to the rank of Quaestar for what she had done for the cause. He also had a very heavy heart and informed Lissette that her mother, Aribeth, was dead. He mistakenly believed that their squadron had been killed by the stormcloaks and didn't know they were only captured and were being held prisoner, and told Aribeth that her daughter was killed in action. Aribeth then killed herself out of depression and heartbreak because she had lost her husband, and now her only daughter. In grief and sheer anger toward the stormcloaks, Lissette went to her mother's grave in the hall of the dead, and vowed to her that as long as her body drew breath, she would fight for the Imperials until the day her sword found the neck of Jarl Ulfric Stormcloak himself.
     
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    I have further chapters for which I have ideas for at least the general plot. I won't post any more chapters until I get some feedback and critique on the first chapter I posted. So, I strongly encourage you guys, after you read it, please give me your honest opinions, good or bad, nothing held back. Otherwise, how else will I know how to improve when I write the next chapters?

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    Just wanted to let everyone know I've made several revisions to the first chapter I posted
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    (The throne room of of Jarl Ulfric Stormcloak, in Windhelm)

    Galmar Stone-Fist: My Jarl, I regret I have bad news about the war. Fort Amol has been captured by the Imperials.

    Jarl Ulfric Stormcloak: WHAT?!! WHAT WAS THAT IDIOT GENERAL TULLIUS THINKING?!! I'm sorry. Forgive my outburst, but even if the Imperials were brave or foolish enough to send a force that far into our occupied territory, a heavily manned fortress like that would require siege equipment, and a very sizable Imperial force to assault it and take it over successfully. How in the name of Talos did they do it?!

    Galmar Stone-Fist: I honestly cannot say, as I understand it, none of our men survived the attack.

    (Ulfric and Galmar both see Lodar Unblooded, a stormcloak soldier, breathing heavily and bleeding from a sword wound across the chest, and struggling to stand from another wound in his leg.)

    Lodar Unblooded: Forgive.....the intrusion.....my Jarl, but....my name is......Lodar Unblooded, and I.....
    know the answer......to your question! I survived....
    what happened.....at Fort Amol! But...please! You.....
    must listen t.......

    Jarl Ulfric Stormcloak: Why didn't you say so sooner! Go help yourself to my potion of ultimate healing I have in my dresser in my bedroom! NOW!!! Before your answer goes to Sovngarde with you!

    (Lodar limps up to Jarl Ulfric's bedroom, heals himself, and returns to the throne room completely healed, but his armor still bloody and battle damaged)

    Lodar Unblooded: Ok, my Jarl, here's what happened. We had received Imperial prisoners of war, and we stripped them of all their equipment. I locked up the last cell, and then I went to the armory to check on the equipment. Three other guards and myself were mezmorized at this glass greatsword and matching set of glass armor and a ring and necklace we had confiscated from a lady Imperial Legionnaire. Very badass quality and enchantments on all of it, for lack of a better word. The four of us made a bet that we would brawl using only fists, and the man left standing would get all of it. Of course, our commanding officer caught us and confined all four of us to our quarters for 3 days as punishment. I was in my quarters and took my belt off, and I realized my key to the prisons was missing. I didn't know what to do, because if I was caught outside my quarters looking for it, I would face even more disciplinary action. I decided that to wait for my meal to be brought to me, and I would tell the soldier that brought me the meal to look for it. About an hour later, I heard clashing steel outside my door, and I armed myself. When I came out of my quarters with my sword drawn, I was amazed and horrified to see that the Imperial prisoners we had locked up were now fully armed and armored with all their gear! I was able to piece together what happened then and there. The last prisoner we locked up must have pickpocketed my key, then she must have snuck to the armory and picked the lock on the door, and then raided our armory and took the armor back to her fellow prisoners and equipped and released all of them. I know it seems cowardly, but I turned tail and ran out of there as soon as I could, but not before I took a couple of wounds from Imperial swords in the process. I knew that especially with that lady Imperial Legionnaire who is equipped with that equipment, if I stuck around, I would sign my own death warrant! I ran back here as fast as I could to let you know what happened!

    Jarl Ulfric Stormcloak: Very interesting tale. The prisoner who did such a thing would have to have very good thieving skills to pull off a stunt like that. Do you know who did it?

    Lodar Unblooded: Indeed I do, my Jarl. It had to have been the prisoner whose cell door I locked last. She is the very Legionnaire who was equipped with that glass greatsword and matching glass armor. Her name is Lissette Direblade.

    Jarl Ulfric Stormcloak: Even more interesting. Yes, I heard reports from the battle lines about a wet behind the ears Imperial Legionnaire girl who had become a bad thorn in my side because she was so equipped, and even our best archers' well aimed shots could not even scratch her armor. No one knew her name, though, until now. Galmar, send word out to our entire army that if they see her, kill that bitch on sight at all costs! In fact, send word to our entire army that I will pay 1000 septims to and make a thane out of whoever brings me that little minx's decapitated head on a dinner platter, and I will also allow them to keep all her gear! She is obviously far too dangerous to even be kept alive, let alone be taken as a prisoner!

    Galmar Stone-Fist: I will see to it at once, my Jarl

    Jarl Ulfric Stormcloak: And Lodar, for your service as a true son of Skyrim, you will henceforth be known as Lodar Ice-Veins! Accept your newfound promotion with honor!

    Lodar Ice-Veins: Indeed I shall, my Jarl. Thank you.

    Jarl Ulfric Stormcloak: I hoped I would never have to stoop to such a level, but I think I will have to involve the Dark Brotherhood in this. I will perform the black sacrament tonight in my chambers and hire them to kill Lissette Direblade. This does not leave this throne room, everyone understand?

    Galmar Stone-Fist: Understood, my Jarl.

    Lodar Ice-Veins: Understood, my Jarl.

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    (In the bedroom of Jarl Ulfric Stormcloak; Ulfric has arranged everything to perform the black sacrament.)

    Jarl Ulfric Stormcloak: Sweet mother, sweet mother, send your child unto me, for the sins of the unworthy must be baptized in blood and fear!

    (Nazir, the master light armor trainer for the dark brotherhood walks into Jarl Ulfric Stormcloak's bedroom.)

    Jarl Ulfric Stormcloak: Good, that was prompt. How much for the contract to kill Lissette Direblade?

    Nazir: Our standard fee is 1000 septims.

    Jarl Ulfric Stormcloak: Very well then, I will gladly pay it. If you successfully kill her and bring me her head, I will pay you an extra 1000 septims.

    Nazir: Very intriguing. You must want her dead very badly if you are willing to throw your coin around that way!

    Jarl Ulfric Stormcloak: Indeed I do. A word of warning, though: this woman is dangerous, and none of my men have ever been able to even make a dent in her enchanted glass armor, let alone kill her.

    Nazir: She wears glass armor, huh? Well, as a light armor master trainer, I just might stand a chance against her.

    Jarl Ulfric Stormcloak: Good, now go make it happen! If you do not return, I will assume she killed you, and I will have no further need for your corpse.

    (Nazir goes to the Winking skeever in solitude, and finds Lissette Direblade seated at the bar, and sneaks up behind her.)

    Nazir thinking to himself: Great, just great! She is armed with a glass greatsword, while I am armed with only twin scimitars. I can see a joint in her armor where I might be able to stab through, but if she survives, it will be a death sentence for me! Oh my lord Sithis, please make my blade strike true!

    (Nazir draws his right hand scimitar and tries to stab Lissette through the joint in her armor, but Lissette hears him draw his scimitar and the stab wound is only semi-fatal. Bleeding profusely, Lissette recovers from the stagger and draws her greatsword, and swings it breaking through Nazir's block, cutting off his right arm, then stabs him through the heart, the health drain enchantment on her greatsword visibly healing her wound. Then, two solitude guards come into the Winking skeever with their weapons drawn.)

    Solitude guard: Ok, what's going on, what happened here?!

    Lissette Direblade: Everything is fine now! This foolish blaggard tried in vain to kill me, and I defended myself. All the witnesses here will tell you the same thing!

    (Lissette and the two guards sheath their weapons)

    Solitude guard: I recognize the armor he is wearing! This "blaggard" was a dark brotherhood assassin! You must have pissed off someone royally if they sent the dark brotherhood after you!

    (The solitude guard finds the contract on the body.)

    Solitude guard: Jarl Ulfric Stormcloak ordered the contract, huh? I guess that makes perfect sense. I'm told you have a reputation amongst the stormcloak army, Lissette. They call you the "Stormcloak butcher girl". You should report this to general Tullius, Lissette!

    (Lissette goes to castle dour)

    Lissette Direblade: General Tullius, sir, Jarl Ulfric Stormcloak sent a dark brotherhood assassin after me!

    General Tullius: I feared that was the case! When we captured Fort Amol, kudos to you, it was like we shot a poisoned arrow into the heart of the stormcloak occupied territory. Since then, the tide of the war has turned sheerly in our favor. I don't want you out in public without being attended by at least two fellow Legionnaires, Lissette. Also, I will have your quarters guarded with the guards alert as a hawk while you are sleeping. I've heard the nickname the stormcloak army has for you...

    Lissette Direblade: Yes I know, the stormcloak butcher girl, the solitude guard told me as well.

    General Tullius: At the rate we are going, we should be kicking down Jarl Ulfric's front door in no time, thanks to your part in the war, Lissette!

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