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Sylvaky Ebonhold Vice Captain
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 Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 6:22 pm
This is the Chapel Undercroft in Bruma. Thought to be used to bury dead, instead the Dark Brotherhood has taken up residence. The main door is locked but once past, a small path to the right leads to an ominous door. There one must state an answer to a question which the Listener chooses. Each member of the Brotherhood will know this password.
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Posted: Thu Sep 23, 2010 6:48 pm
You are like a gift from the Night Mother herself Pyyra Ebonfold The initial room was large, the stone walls stained from battle and torture. Banners with bloody hand prints hang on four pillers. Rugs were scattered across the floor to prevent the loud footsteps that would no doubt echo within the halls without them. Brothers and Sisters were minding their business, reading, preparing for contracts, etc. A dark elf whom had just made the rank of Eliminator passed by. She turned toward Pyyra and bowed her head slightly.
Touching her middle finger to her forehead while her index and ring finger touched either eyelid the elf greeted and bid forewell all in one moment. "Even in death, may you be triumphant, Listener." she said before exiting through the door.
Pyyra hurried to her chambers. There she could exchange her weapons for those that would serve her well on this self elected contract. She opened the large doors to the room, they were made of an ancient wood, those of which the trees had died out long ago. The room inside held a bed, cabinet, desk and weapon rack. Through her travels Pyyra had collected may weapons. Some were enchanted, others were made of fine metal or other rare resources.
Going to this rack, the Listener picked out a bow. The wooden bow had been wrapped in leather and enchanted to increase the speed on the arrow while quieting the twang of the draw string. The next item Pyyra searched for was a quiver, one which she found was full of steel tipped arrows.
Pyyra, on her way to talk to a fellow Dark member stopped abruptly. Pain shot through her head, it was familiar and she had felt it many times before but despite this fact it forced her to her knees. In an instant she knew who killed Dothire, it hadn't been a team of two, merely a young girl whom had used two different weapons. The girl happened to be the one she had met not long ago. Another fact became painfully clear. The Night Mother wanted that girl within the Brotherhood.  May the Night Mother wrap you in her cold, loving embrace
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Sylvaky Ebonhold Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Sep 27, 2010 1:35 pm
Volge followed silently behind Pyyra, glancing around the area casually. When he saw Pyyra stop he looked right at her. "You alright?" He asked.
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Posted: Tue Sep 28, 2010 9:06 am
You are like a gift from the Night Mother herself Pyyra Ebonfold Pyyra put a hand to her head, ignoring Volge's question to let the pain subside. Once it was manageable, she got to her feet. "The Night Mother has spoken." she said simply.
Her pace was quick as she turned down a hallway to find a Dark Brother that resided at the Bruma sanctuary. Once she saw him, Pyyra called him over. "Kalez, a new initiate will be arriving shortly, prepare a bed and chest for her." the argonian nodded, touching his fingers to his forehead and eye lids before disappearing into another room.
"Volge, it is...unusual for somebody to accompany a Speaker or myself when recruiting, but I would like you to. It might help persuade the girl." Pyyra said. May the Night Mother wrap you in her cold, loving embrace
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Sylvaky Ebonhold Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2010 3:40 pm
Volge pondered it for a moment. "Sure, I guess." He said. He wondered though, will this new recruit be a target for his knives one day? Someone he can rip to pieces just for the fun of it?
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Posted: Sat Oct 02, 2010 6:16 pm
You are like a gift from the Night Mother herself Pyyra Ebonfold "Once we are finished with the girl, I will find you a contract worthy of your....skills." Pyyra said. She motioned the assassin to follow and proceeded down a hall. She looked at each passing Brother and Sister. She had brought the Brotherhood into glorious highs, their population was growing and the skills of the initiates was stunning. She hoped that she would be able to find a Silencer, and pick a successor of the title of Listener. If she died, in battle or otherwise, without having chosen someone, the Speakers would need to elect a fifth Speaker and travel to the Night Mother's tomb to speak with her. From there the Night Mother would choose someone worthy from the five Speakers. Whom ever was chosen would become Listener. It was a long and tedious process, it made it easier to have someone already in place to take the position of Listener when the time came.
Pyyra secured the bow across her back and stopped quickly in her room once again. She took a virgin blade, one that had not met battle, that had not yet tasted blood and placed it upon her waist. This blade would be for the girl, whether she used it or not was her choice. Soon enough Pyyra was at the entrance of the sanctuary, looking back at the members. She was full of dark pride, this was her making, the killers in the room were all her family. May the Night Mother wrap you in her cold, loving embrace
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Sylvaky Ebonhold Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Nov 02, 2010 6:31 pm
Elrienn Demetri
Dark Brotherhood Silencer
OOC: sorry this was an iPhone post.
Elrienn walked into the darkened cold chapel, by now he was used to the cold and could virtually see in the dark. His mind was clear and ready to recieve orders however he still wasn't quite ready for another kill. He was hoping to get a spy mission for once, but as a silencer assassinations were their prime.
"Master sorry to intrude, what task may I complete? What life shall I take?"
Elrienn grinned but expected nothing less than another heartless kill. He enjoyed it but the thrill only came to satisfy when his blade pierced his target's flesh. He dusted off his robe and tested to see if his blade were still working properly.
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Posted: Tue Nov 02, 2010 6:50 pm
You are like a gift from the Night Mother herself Pyyra Ebonfold Pyyra waited impatiently by the entrance of the sanctuary for Volge, if he didn't come soon Pyyra would need to take matters into her own hands and recruit the new girl. It was an honor to be invited for a recruiting but he obviously didn't see it that way. the appearance of Elrienn brought a cold smile to her lips.
"Silencer, there is indeed something that I must ask of you." Pyyra stated. "New contracts have not been arriving as of late, for reasons unknown the prayers to the Night Mother have ceased." She explained this all in a matter of a few seconds, taking a short moment to think her decision over. It wasn't the skill level of a Silencer, but no doubt he would complete the task to the letter and without fail.
"I have decided to take action. As such I wish to inform Cyrodil once again that we have not disappeared as the Royal guard would want citizens to believe. They have lost faith in us, in the Night Mother. They must be reminded." Pyyra continued, putting her absolute trust within this one Silencer. Other Brotherhood operatives would stage their own attacks and tasks in other cities but at this time, she had a trusted Family member there, ready to work. "An Argonian with the name Freshmar is a suitable target, well known and most likely protected." She informed Elrienn, "Capture him, bring him here. Make sure his guards do not see you. I have already taken the liberty of locating his place of residents. He resides East of the castle. He wakes at dawn and sleeps at dusk." May the Night Mother wrap you in her cold, loving embrace
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Sylvaky Ebonhold Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Nov 02, 2010 7:07 pm
Elrienn Demetri
Dark Brotherhood Silencer
Elrienn nodded, no feather to mark with blood this time around. A capturement of somebody worth. Elrienn only opened his mouth to reveal a few cold words.
"Very well master, the deed will be done. As too they will be reminded of the Night Mother. I'll ensure to kill all his guards that do not abide."
Elrienn gave a blood lusting grin and put on his deep black hood. He was already dressed for a mission so there was no need to prepare for anything. Dusk was soon near so he would strike then when his target was asleep.
He looked at the Listener and bowed. He was just amazed how he was treated, it was almost like the vague memory of his brother- like family.
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Posted: Tue Nov 02, 2010 7:24 pm
Elrienn Demetri
Dark Brotherhood Silencer
Elrienn twirled around his throwing knives between his fingers and placed them in the slots within his belt. He unsheathed his sword, it's wicked curved edge made it easy to slash at armor while piercing flesh. He took a swing in the air and put it back in his sheath and headed out the doors to the exit. He prepared to embark on his next task.
OOC: I'll post the rest in a bit. I'm slightly busy.
(Elrienn Demetri- Bruma)
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 11:11 am
Elrienn Demetri
Dark Brotherhood Silencer
May the Night Mother's judgment be swift, may she bless your soul as she blesses this blade.
Elrienn entered the dark Chapel, he had the target under his right arm and his hidden blade was extended showing the blood of guards.
"Master, I spared none but the lone guard who praised our Night Mother. The man was left with word to spread the Night Mother's mercy upon him. As for your target, he is here."
Elrienn placed the man on the ground and bowed to his superior.
"Master, what is to be done with him?"
I don't wish for you to die, I'm only cleaning this world of the Night Mother's impurities.  OOC: When I'm on a computer this will be my format, I edited the profile and posted in Bruma. Read that before reading this. I pledge to you, I'll take orders from you without hesitation.
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 3:21 pm
You are like a gift from the Night Mother herself Pyyra Ebonfold Pyyra knew her silencer would return soon and deemed it a waste to go to the Nord girl before Elrienn returned. Walking several paces forward to pluck a book from the table, Pyyra grinned. It was the ten tenets. She had written this particular book herself, it explained the Night Mother and Sithis, their love and hate.
Pyyra placed the book down, nodding toward a Human that sat just a few paces away. "Bring this to the new bed that is being prepared." she said, sliding the book across the table.
A sound alerted Pyyra, someone had returned home. "Quick, as usual Elrienn." She said, turning around. The Argonian was unconscious, a preferable state for him to be in. "Good, the Night Mother will once again be recognized and replied upon."
"The target will be prepared for initiation, we will soon have a new murderer. One in this very city. A nord girl." She explained, letting her eyes shift to a dark creature that was passing by. The dark creatures resembled anything from a large rat, to a skeleton, they were the primary protectors of the sanctuary. "Bring him to the storage chamber, disrobe him and tie him down. We will have him begging for death before midnight and our new family member will be more then happy to oblige." May the Night Mother wrap you in her cold, loving embrace
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Sylvaky Ebonhold Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 3:43 pm
Elrienn Demetri
Dark Brotherhood Silencer
May the Night Mother's judgment be swift, may she bless your soul as she blesses this blade.
Elrienn bowed and pulled off his hood, his deep gray hair fluttered down one of his eyes as he brushed it to the side. He had a scar over his left eye leading to his mouth, it was from his most recent assassination but he shook it to the side. There were more important things to be done with.
"Master, shall I accompany you to this girl or should I embark solo?"
Elrienn wiped the blood off of his hidden blade and continued to talk.
"A Nord, just like myself... How did she become worthy of the Night Mother?"
He meant no disrespect, he just asked a simple question.
He continued wiping the blood off of his weaponry and refitted his leather buckles with throwing knives.
"Is there anything else I need to know?"
Elrienn said almost ready to exit the doors from the chapel. But he paused and sat down, he didn't feel like risking exposing himself again unless requested to exit by the Listener.
I don't wish for you to die, I'm only cleaning this world of the Night Mother's impurities. OOC: Sorry for the lateness of this. Chores are crazy.
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 4:04 pm
You are like a gift from the Night Mother herself Pyyra Ebonfold "I had expected Volge to accompany me, but he had disappeared of his own accord." Pyyra explained. If anyone went with her it should be her Silencer, though now that he was back, Volge would no longer need to take Elrienn's place. "We shall journey together. But before that..." She looked down at the helpless man. With a wave of her fingers she beckoned two dark creatures. They carried the man while Pyyra motioned for Elrienn to follow.
"The girl has made an example of a freelance murderer. He rejected our kind offer and was branded a traitor of the Night Mother. I took the matter into my own hands, and as I, and Volge went to dispose of him, we found his soul had already departed this world." Pyyra said, "It is quite unusual for the Night Mother to inform me of such people, for the traitor was not innocent, this girl must possess much potential."
The man was set inside the storage chamber upon a table. Even now his eyes were slowly opening, though nothing was registering to his confused mind. Rope was tied around his arms and legs, holding him tightly against the table. It was time to commence the breaking of his spirit. May the Night Mother wrap you in her cold, loving embrace
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Sylvaky Ebonhold Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 4:14 pm
Elrienn Demetri
Dark Brotherhood Silencer
May the Night Mother's judgment be swift, may she bless your soul as she blesses this blade.
Elrienn heard screaming, possibly the man Freshmar already knew what was coming. Elrienn stood back up and sheathed his blade. He stretched his arms and legs and shook his hidden blade to dry it off when he put water on it to clean it of blood.
"So this girl, is chosen by the Night Mother... It's been so long since I've heard this news. Then again I left town for the assassination you gave me. What you may have thought while I was away..."
Elrienn trailed off and leaned forward.
"You tried replacing me?"
Elrienn said in his usual cold voice.
He then retracted his hidden blade and smirked.
"May the Night Mother's blessing be upon you."
Elrienn said and walked beside the Listener.
I don't wish for you to die, I'm only cleaning this world of the Night Mother's impurities. OOC:
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