Windhelms streets roared with the voices of its people who gathered around its gate.
Even though the ground held two inches of snow (and was increasing at a notable rate)the cries that were held behind its doors were enough to capture any man or mer's interest.
However, when the doors opened the sight was enough to silence the hoard that surrounded it.
A young boy, one of their own no less trudged in
Grasping on to a guards arm as he cried out in agony.
Gasps and cries filled the town as a second guard came in holding a corpse drenched in blood.
Covered only by a white blanket and cloth over her eyes , one could only imagine what horrors had taken place outside there beloved walls.
But no one dared to speak further.
As the winter winds howled with grief and Darkness loomed over the hold, it's people slowly made there way back to homes seeking the warmth of their fires and family's, leaving only the boy and his guards to make their way to see its jarl.
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This is The story of the young Aventus Aretino, his life at honor hall orphanage and eventually his encounters with the dark brotherhood.This is just an intro and the chapters and characters will be longer and very well thought out.I will be releasing more chapters in the future so please enjoy his story. It's not a pretty one.
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Innocence Lost
FanfictionFor a character that has always been dear to my heart this is the origin story of Aventus Aretino
