Mitabell has finally reached her new home, but her work has only begun. Now it's time to start the dreadlord's work. She could hear shouting coming from the downstairs part of the sanctuary; she rushed down to see what was happening. "But the Night Mother is Mother to all! It is her voice we follow! Her will! Would you dare risk disobedience? And surely... punishment?" she sees a little imperial man shouting at what seems to be the members of this sanctuary."Keep talking, little man, and we'll see who gets. "punished." An older Nord man says back to the little jester." That's quite enough!" Mitabell shouts, not wanting this to go any further." Were you all dropped on your heads? Or did you all forget what the dark brotherhood is?" She asks, revealing her face to the group." Oh, be quiet now, lapdog; Mester Cicero has a point, and so does our other friend here." A very elderly wizard said." Of course, you and the night mother are welcome here. However, I don't know who you are?" The female leader points her finger towards Mitabell." I am Mitabell and probably the oldest member of the brotherhood." She says as she looks around the sanctuary."
How is it possible you look no older than 25?" The white-haired nord asked. She looked at him and laughed." It must be the Noxiphilic Sanguivoria I caught all those years ago. Being a vampire does wonders for your skin, but you should have known that." She says as she looks at the little girl. Everyone looked among themselves as no one knew what to say." But Lamae was turned all the back in the Merethic era. So, how did you join the brotherhood?" The little girl asked." After wandering around aimlessly for an era, I found the brotherhood, and they gave me a new purpose. So ever since then, I devoted my life to serving or dread father and the night mother." Mitabell looks at the jester." You must be the keeper. It's a pleasure." She shakes his hand." Introductions are in order, then. I am Astrid, the leader of this, and you are more than welcome here." She says Mitabell is already looking around to see what else she could improve. Mitabell wandered around, looking for a place to sit down and read up on what she missed in her slumber.
On day two at the Falkreath sanctuary, and the night mother was still silent, Mitabell sat at the table and wondered if she had upset her Mother." You look a little puzzled. What's on your mind?" Asked Gabriella." Nothing much, just when I might eat next." Mitabell lied, not even looking up from her book." I see." Things became silent once more." My child comes to me." It seems Mother hasn't forsaken me after all. Mitabell thought. She sets her book down and heads into the Night Mother's chambers. She shut the doors behind her and looked upon the night mother." Oh, my lady, what is it you need from me." Mitabell kneels in front of the coffin." The time is to set our plan in motion; you must eliminate Astriad and take your place as the listener." Her cold words made Mitabell's hair stand up." As you wish, so it shall be done." She leaves the Night Mother's room and walks into Cicero." My apologies, Cicero. I did not see you there." He said, adjusting his hat." It's no worries, honestly." Mitabell says and walks past him, but she feels his eyes follow her.
It's been a few days since the Night Mother spoke to Mitabell about killing Astrid, and wouldn't luck have it they were out on a mission together. Stalking just a random farmer boy, nothing interesting. However, this contract wouldn't go as planned; while Astraid slept at a camp nearby, Mitabell informed the guards about an assassin near the farm. Mitabell sat back as Astraid went for the kill, but guards came rushing out of nowhere and tackled her to the ground. As she screamed for Mitabell to help her, she was nowhere to be found, but Mitabell was still there but couldn't be seen with the naked eye. Whilst they had Astraid on the floor, they took a sword to her head, cutting it straight from her body, blood spilling out everywhere, making the bright white snow turn a deep red. This made Mitabell smile as the one keeping the brotherhood from its proper form was dead. With that out of the way, she made her way back home.
As Mitabell reaches the sanctuary, she casts an illusion spell to create fake wounds all over her body. Now the acting starts. She tumbles through the black door, screeching and wailing. Everyone rushes over to see what's going on. Mitabell is on the floor trying to tend to her injuries as everyone asks what happened." It was a trap. Before either of us could realise, it was too late." She lies through her sharp teeth." What happened to Astrid?" Her husband asks." She's gone. I tried to help her, but there were too many of them. I only made it because we split up to find the target." With those words, the sanctuary fell into silence. Mitabell stood up and made her way to the night mother's room. She kneeled before the night mother and looked down at the floor." Well done, my child, but there are still strings attached to this place even after the death of Astrid."
Mitabell understood she would find these strings and cut them individually until the Mother was happy." As you wish, so it is done, Mother." Mitabell looks to the door and sees Cicero standing there watching her." May I help you?" She asks as Cicero slowly shuts the door behind him." Who are you talking to?" He asks as he keeps his distance." Just myself." She stood up and approached the door, but he stopped her. "I need to know if you are the listener." He says as he looks deep into her red eyes." Just know, Cicero, I can't reveal anything yet, but great things are in the works. The dread lord commands it. Just remain faithful, and everything will be fine." She turns into mist and disappears from the room.
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The Immortal Assasin
ФэнтезиMitbelle Tyneques is one of the oldest members of the dark brotherhood she was a member a few years after it was formed and was just a lowly assassin until she was bitten by a vampire. She was bitten at the end of the second era. After that, her ski...
