Post by simonstormcloak on Apr 11, 2012 14:26:28 GMT -5
Lucian ran. He ran all the way into the woods, far away from Bravil. He wanted to die. To be released from the pain that he was in.
Lucian Lachance was just an ordinary boy, living in a nice little house in Bravil. Bravil had always been his home. He had ties to that city, and had never been anywhere else but Leyawiin, on a trip with his father to trade supplies.
But recently, Lucien's father had been gambling and getting drunk. He lost all his money and came home penniless. And even worse, Lucian's mother had contracted Ataxia and Rockjoint at the same time.
Soon, Lucien's mother died, and he was left with no money, no food, and they couldn't pay the tax for the house, so they had to live in tents outside the city.
Lucien's father taught his son to hunt with nothing more than a wooden dagger. They had food, but soon supplies became scarce, and they had to hunt deeper and deeper into the woods.
Eventually, they couldn't afford to hunt so far from the city, so Lucien and his father set up a tent even deeper into the woods. Lots of animals lived in the forest, so there was plenty of food. Water wasn't a problem either, as their tent was just beside a lake.
But just as things seemed okay, their luck ran out once again, as bandits attacked that night, and killed Lucien's father. Lucien hid and watched in horror as the bandits mutilated his father. And then Lucien ran into the woods. Lucian ran. He ran all the way into the woods, far away from Bravil. He wanted to die. To be released from the pain that he was in.
Soon, Lucien found a small cave, where he figured he could spend the night. He went in and saw a group of 4 Bandits. Lucien was enraged, because they had the same armor as the ones that killed his father. He was mad, but he controlled his anger and snuck up on one and slit his throat. He threw his dagger at the other. He strangled the next, and when the last one aproached, Lucien grabbed the bandit's sword and stabbed him in the thigh, incapacitating him. Lucien raised his sword and finished him off with a stab in the chest. Beside the corpses were bedrolls, so Lucien lay down and slept there for the night. When he woke, there was a Hooded man standing over him. Lucien immidiately drew his dagger. The hooded man laughed. Lucien could tell by the man's voice that he was an Imperial.
"Who are you?" Lucien asked.
"That is not important, boy. All you need to know is that you are a cold-blooded killer."
"What are you talking about? I've never killed anything but bandits and animals. I could not possibly be a murderer."
"Alas, those were not bandits that you have slain, but adventurers come here to explore. did you not bother to try to talk to them?"
"If I didn't kill them, they would have killed me..."
"You were assuming this. If I wanted to avenge these... People, you'd be dead already."
"But the armor..."
"Merely a coincidence."
"Well then, why do you want me?"
"To recruit you."
Recruit me? For what?"
"For our family. A very... dysfunctional family."
But-"
"But nothing, just hear me out. To join our family, you must go to Fort Scinia. There, you will find a man named Gran Struthe. He has provoked the wrath of Sithis, and for that he must die."
Lucian was astounded, for he knew at once which faction the hooded man represented:
"Your're from the Dark Brotherhood! You're a Murderer! Why would I trust you?"
"Your whole family is dead, child. You have nobody left in your life, and when I offer you a new life, a new home, you refuse? You have no home, no friends, and no food. And you refuse my offer of help? Alright. I'll take my leave now. But remember: the Night Mother is watching you. If you ever think to accept my offer, then kill Gran Struthe. I will say again: the Night Mother is watching you."
And with that, the Hooded Assassin vanished. Lucian knew what to do next. That night, he stole a horse from the stable outside Bravil. He went to Cheydinhal, bought supplies with the money he had stolen from the citizens, and rode east to Fort Scinia.
There, he found food, armor, and weapons. He put them to good use, killing Bandits, Zombies, Rats, and pretty much everything that dared attack him.
Eventually, he found Gran Struthe. He snuck up behind him, slit his throat, and got out of the Fort as fast as he could. He went back to the cave that he slept in the night before, and had some rest.
When Lucian awoke, he was no longer in the cave, but in a small room with sandstone walls and a disfigured statue.
"Where am I?" Lucian shouted.
"You are under the Lucky Old Lady." A voice said.
Lucian's Father had told him about the Lucky Old Lady. You make a wish, kiss the statue, and your wish is supposed to come true. It didn't work for Lucian's father, as he had been murdered and left for the wolves by bandits.
A group of hooded figures came out of the shadows, and the voice said:
"I am the Night Mother. Welcome to the Dark Brotherhood."
Lucian Lachance was just an ordinary boy, living in a nice little house in Bravil. Bravil had always been his home. He had ties to that city, and had never been anywhere else but Leyawiin, on a trip with his father to trade supplies.
But recently, Lucien's father had been gambling and getting drunk. He lost all his money and came home penniless. And even worse, Lucian's mother had contracted Ataxia and Rockjoint at the same time.
Soon, Lucien's mother died, and he was left with no money, no food, and they couldn't pay the tax for the house, so they had to live in tents outside the city.
Lucien's father taught his son to hunt with nothing more than a wooden dagger. They had food, but soon supplies became scarce, and they had to hunt deeper and deeper into the woods.
Eventually, they couldn't afford to hunt so far from the city, so Lucien and his father set up a tent even deeper into the woods. Lots of animals lived in the forest, so there was plenty of food. Water wasn't a problem either, as their tent was just beside a lake.
But just as things seemed okay, their luck ran out once again, as bandits attacked that night, and killed Lucien's father. Lucien hid and watched in horror as the bandits mutilated his father. And then Lucien ran into the woods. Lucian ran. He ran all the way into the woods, far away from Bravil. He wanted to die. To be released from the pain that he was in.
Soon, Lucien found a small cave, where he figured he could spend the night. He went in and saw a group of 4 Bandits. Lucien was enraged, because they had the same armor as the ones that killed his father. He was mad, but he controlled his anger and snuck up on one and slit his throat. He threw his dagger at the other. He strangled the next, and when the last one aproached, Lucien grabbed the bandit's sword and stabbed him in the thigh, incapacitating him. Lucien raised his sword and finished him off with a stab in the chest. Beside the corpses were bedrolls, so Lucien lay down and slept there for the night. When he woke, there was a Hooded man standing over him. Lucien immidiately drew his dagger. The hooded man laughed. Lucien could tell by the man's voice that he was an Imperial.
"Who are you?" Lucien asked.
"That is not important, boy. All you need to know is that you are a cold-blooded killer."
"What are you talking about? I've never killed anything but bandits and animals. I could not possibly be a murderer."
"Alas, those were not bandits that you have slain, but adventurers come here to explore. did you not bother to try to talk to them?"
"If I didn't kill them, they would have killed me..."
"You were assuming this. If I wanted to avenge these... People, you'd be dead already."
"But the armor..."
"Merely a coincidence."
"Well then, why do you want me?"
"To recruit you."
Recruit me? For what?"
"For our family. A very... dysfunctional family."
But-"
"But nothing, just hear me out. To join our family, you must go to Fort Scinia. There, you will find a man named Gran Struthe. He has provoked the wrath of Sithis, and for that he must die."
Lucian was astounded, for he knew at once which faction the hooded man represented:
"Your're from the Dark Brotherhood! You're a Murderer! Why would I trust you?"
"Your whole family is dead, child. You have nobody left in your life, and when I offer you a new life, a new home, you refuse? You have no home, no friends, and no food. And you refuse my offer of help? Alright. I'll take my leave now. But remember: the Night Mother is watching you. If you ever think to accept my offer, then kill Gran Struthe. I will say again: the Night Mother is watching you."
And with that, the Hooded Assassin vanished. Lucian knew what to do next. That night, he stole a horse from the stable outside Bravil. He went to Cheydinhal, bought supplies with the money he had stolen from the citizens, and rode east to Fort Scinia.
There, he found food, armor, and weapons. He put them to good use, killing Bandits, Zombies, Rats, and pretty much everything that dared attack him.
Eventually, he found Gran Struthe. He snuck up behind him, slit his throat, and got out of the Fort as fast as he could. He went back to the cave that he slept in the night before, and had some rest.
When Lucian awoke, he was no longer in the cave, but in a small room with sandstone walls and a disfigured statue.
"Where am I?" Lucian shouted.
"You are under the Lucky Old Lady." A voice said.
Lucian's Father had told him about the Lucky Old Lady. You make a wish, kiss the statue, and your wish is supposed to come true. It didn't work for Lucian's father, as he had been murdered and left for the wolves by bandits.
A group of hooded figures came out of the shadows, and the voice said:
"I am the Night Mother. Welcome to the Dark Brotherhood."