"So what do you do as Keeper?"
"Me? Oh, Cicero...keeps! I look after our matron, the sweet Night Mother. I keep her clean, and protected, and happy...but I am not the Listener. Oh no. There is no Listener. Not yet! But some day, some day, some day I pray, that one will come to her her say...the words."
"The Listener? What's a Listener?"
"Oh, well, the Listener is the only person the Night Mother speaks to. It is the highest honor attainable by a member of the Dark Brotherhood. Of course out Lady is dead, so she doesn't talk with words, since her lips are...rotted. But inside the Listener's head. I hear it's...intimate. Ah, but there has not been a Listener in years and years, Our Lady has not chosen Cicero, and certainly not Astrid. Or...anyone. But some day!"
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A Fool's Blade
FanfictionForced to spend some time away from the guild, Jade wonders about looking for work and comes across a strange-looking imperial man. He claims to be transporting his deceased mother, but is there more behind this story? After the encounter, Jade beco...
