Leonidas: (Thinks) What could Maven possibly want with me? One of the wealthiest and most powerful people in Riften? Maybe she's pissed that I killed Aringoth?
(Leonidas heads into the bee and the barb inn)
Maven: So you're the one. Hmm. You don't look so impressive
Leonidas: Lets just say there's more to me than meets the eye
Maven: Is that confidence or arrogance I hear? Funny how often they're confused. It's about time Brynjolf sent me someone with a sense for business. You have a look about that says "I'm the smartest one in the room and I know it"
Leonidas: That sounds about right
Maven: And here I was beginning to think he was running some sort of beggars guild
Leonidas: Have you no faith in the guild? In me?
Maven: Faith? (Chuckles) I don't have faith in anyone. All I care about is cause and effect. Did the job get done and was it done correctly. There is no grey area
Leonidas: I actually have some ideas for recipes if you're interested
Maven: Fine. What are they?
(Leonidas rips a page out of his book. It contains instructions for different flavors of mead. Vanilla, maple, different fruits, spiced, or even fiery mead)
Maven: Hmm... Some of these may actually be worth a try. I'll get back to you on that. Now for your mission
Leonidas: So. Where do I begin?
Maven: Head to the bannered mare in Whiterun and look for Mallus Maccius. He'll fill you in on the details. Butcher this job and you will be sorry
(Leonidas takes Maven's threat with a pinch of salt and heads to Whiterun)
Maximus: Hello Leonidas. What brings you here?
Leonidas: I'm looking for a man named Mallus Maccius. Is he here by any chance?
Maximus: I think so. I saw a stranger go into the bannered mare
Leonidas: Thank you. How goes business with the war?
Maximus: Well, the Thalmor are furious after you killed Elenwen, but they've been suspiciously quiet. I think they're planning something
Leonidas: Just call on me if you ever need help
Maximus: I will
(Leonidas walks into the bannered mare and finds Mallus)
Mallus: Can't a man drink in peace?
Leonidas: Maven said you were expecting me
Mallus: I'm going to keep this short, because we've got a lot to do. Honningbrew's owner, Sabjorn, is about to hold a tasting for Whiterun's captain of the guard. And we're going to poison the mead
Leonidas: I assume you have the poison?
Mallus: Nope. That's the beauty of the whole plan. We're going to get Sabjorn to give it to us. The meadery has quite a pest problem, and the whole city knows it. Pest poison and mead don't mix well if you know what I mean
Leonidas: How should I go about it?
Mallus: You're going to happen by and lend poor old Sabjorn a helping hand. He's going to give you the poison to use on the pests, but you're going to dump it into the brewing vat
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Just a Skyrim fanfic: Extended cut
FanfictionThere is one they fear. In their tongue is "dovahkiin". Dragonborn. FUS RO DAH! I own none of the art or music featured I do not own Skyrim
