~Ireonna~
Our first contract proved to be very interesting. The netches, the Manor of murder, and Gudrun's hallucinations causes the event to seem more like a side effect of skooma than a very well thought out assassination. Still, we somehow succeeded and got away undetected. I don't know how we manage half of the things we do.
Meanwhile, we learned a disturbing detail about something that happened to us in the past, or at least it happened to Ingrid and Gudrun. I didn't even know it happened until Josh brought up the disturbing detail and Gudrun showed him her diary entry from about three months after we moved to Winterfell. To make a long story short, it started when Ingrid was trying to learn more about Ornstein. In fact, this was before she even knew he was Ornstein. Anyway, my two sisters were snooping through my parents books to look for any information that they could find on him, but somewhere in the pile of books they found a really unnerving book and note tucked inside of it. The book appeared to simply be a copy of The Woodcutter's Wife, but when inspected further it was another book tucked into it's cover. The book was written in some kind of different language that none of us could speak. The note tucked inside appeared to be nothing more than the scribbles of a madman, but there were a few legible lines in between the insanity. When put together they read, "Don't worry about it my dear child. Your line is powerful. Nirn cannot defeat you. One day, you will see the truth." Perhaps the creepiest part of this not was the date on it. Apparently it was written in the third era 433. That's the year of the Oblivion Crisis. Back to the book, if you were to flip through the pages you would find a small family tree that said that the daedric princes Azura and Merhunes Dagon had a child, a daedric bastard. It later went on to say the same thing occurred between Sheogorath and Nocturnal. Their daedric bastard offspring was a female. The disturbing part about this whole situation is that Ingrid kept the note on her person at all times after this, and on the boat ride back to Windhelm she showed it to Josh and explained the story of how they found it and stuff. He explained that the language was in fact Daedric and that he would be able to read it and tell us what it was about.
The rest of the boat ride turned out to be fairly fun. Josh read the book, Gudrun wrote in her Journal, Ingrid looked into the distance from the deck, and I relaxed in the crows nest and got some sun. The boat was moving fairly slow, so I decided that it would be a good time to have some fun. I quickly climbed down into the lower decks and changed from my normal attire to a little cheap dress and then climbed back into the crows nest. From there, I climbed to the edge of the pole that held up the sail. I took in a deep breath and jumped into the sea below. I somehow managed to splash Ingrid which got her attention. She and Gudrun looked at me, looked at each other, and smiled. They quickly ran down stairs, changed into cheap dresses, and then proceeded to do exactly as I had done. We had so much fun swimming, splashing, and trying to keep up with the boat. All of that came to a terrifying stop when I noticed something large in the distance coming towards us.
"Guys," I whispered, "I think there's something trying to get to us."
~Ingrid~
"PIRATES," I hear one of she ships men yell.
My sisters and I began hastily swimming towards the Northern Maiden. By the time we were able to pull ourselves back aboard the ship, the other ship was right up on us. Less that a minute later armed men were boarding our ship- the same men that attacked us in Windhelm.
This time there was about ten of those crazy men. It didn't take us very long for us to kill all of them with everyone on our ship helping, but I learned the hard way that one should always make sure that no one is hiding before thinking that all is well. After the fight we all climbed into the lower deck and decided to rest. As I began to drift off in my hammock, I noticed a noise behind me. Suddenly there was one of the robed men thrusting a knife into my chest and yelling, "For Lady Ruveilia!"
Everyone heard both his call and my scream and quickly ran to my aid. Josh killed the man and Ireonna began using restoration magic to heal my wound. Everyone was asking me about what happened, but I couldn't even talk. I'm pretty sure I kept blacking out and then coming to. When I woke up for who-knows-how-manyeth time, Gudrun handed me a potion to drink. Whatever it was soothed the pain and kept me awake long enough to answer questions.
"Ingrid," Josh began, "This is very important information. I need you to tell us exactly what happened."
"I heard a noise," I explained, "And the next thing I knew, he was stabbing me and yelling about someone called 'Lady Ruveilia.'"
"Ingrid," Gudrun anxiously yelled, "The letter that was on one of their corpses! R!"
"Well," Ireonna started, "At least we know who R is now."
"Yeah," I replied, "Team Rocket."
Everyone looked at me with confusion. I'll admit that I was actually a bit confused with myself. Where did that come from?
"Look," Gudrun said, "Now that we at least know our enemy's name, perhaps we could try to learn a bit more about her. So far all we know is that we are being hunted by someone named Lady Ruveilia for a reason that we don't know, and that this woman is a complete bitch."
"She's got to be a leader of some kind of huge organization to pull all of this off," Josh said, "Maybe she's some kind of cult leader or something. That would explain the robed men. Did anyone search them? They might hold some kind of vital information on their person."
"I'm having a couple of my men do it," Captain said.
"Why don't we check their ship," Gudrun suggested.
"Let's do that," Josh said, "Are you feeling well enough to go with us?"
"I think so," I replied as I stood up.
We made our way on board of the evil men's ship. The door was locked, but luckily Gudrun had been hardcore trained in lock picking by our mother. We were in in seconds. The first thing I noticed was a large painting on the wall of the main cabin. It depicted Ornstein with a some girl. The girl had long flowing hair, dots on her face kind of like Gudrun's, and a very unique set or armor. She had a very cocky smile on her face as she stood next to the Dragon Slayer.
"This must be Lady Ruveilia," I pointed out, "So that's what this is about..."
"What do you think she's doing with Ornstein," Ireonna questioned.
"I don't know. Perhaps she desires to be intimate with him, but that doesn't explain why she would be coming after me. All he does is give me visions and help me out and show me spears and stuff. He did give me this ring though, and it is very powerful. Perhaps she knows about it and is jealous or something, but how would she know?"
"I don't know, but this is getting stranger and stranger."
"How does she get all of these men to support her," Gudrun questioned.
We looked around the ship for some more clues. We were able to find a very old looking book called The Dragon Slayer's Promised. The book spoke of a young woman that was to one day be the wife of the Dragon Slayer. She would be strong and able to put up a fight against anyone. She herself would be some sort of guardian, and on the day they were to be wed, she would give those who helped her make it possible extreme blessings and gifts. I'm assuming that the men who keep coming after her are convinced that Lady Ruveilia is "The Dragon Slayer's Promised." They believe that she will give them all blessings and other rubbish if they help her eliminate anyone else that Ornstein cares for such as me.
"Let me see that book," Josh said as he grabbed the book from my hands, "Ah, this is bullshit."
"What do you mean," Gudrun asked.
"Well, this book isn't very old. Look at the color of the ink and the wear on the pages. There is hardly and wear on it whatsoever, and the ink looks a bit fresh. This can't be anymore than a decade old if it's even that old."
"So what you're saying is that this girl made up some false prophecy in order to get dumbasses to help her eliminate competition for some unrequited love?"
"That's exactly what I'm saying."
"I'm shocked that so many men are stupid enough to believe it."
"Gudrun, there are dumbasses afoot. You know what we must do."
"Foot-in-the-Ass Squad," Gudrun yelled as she and Josh bumped their fists together, "Unite!"
"Guys," I said, "We really need to stop this woman. She's just going to keep sending her men at us. That's another thing. We need to find out how she keeps locating us."
"You think we have a skeever," Ireonna questioned.
"Perhaps. We need to keep a closer eye on who we're around. Maybe someone will make a mistake and tell us what's going on."
"Until then," Josh began, "We can only move on with our lives. I say we get back on the ship and finish our trip back to Windhelm."
"Agreed," I replied.
We climbed back aboard our own ship and let our journey move forward. A couple of hours later, I was able to tell that we were getting close to Windhelm because it got very cold, and the night sky was covered in a beautiful aurora. I was excited to be back in my home once again. There was just something about that perfect Skyrim air. Maybe it just has something to do with my Nordic blood, but I love it.
I was about to head down to the lower deck as I was approached by Josh and my sisters.
"So do you want to know what that book said," Josh asked.
"Yes," I replied, "Have you finished it?"
"I have. It basically told the stories of two affairs the were between two sets of daedric princes. The first set was Merhunes Dagon and Azura, and the others were Sheogorath and Nocturnal. Both of the affairs resulted in pure blood Daedric children. Basically, they accidentally created two new Daedric Princes."
"I didn't know that the Daedra could produce offspring," Gudrun said, "Why would they even need to do that? It's not like they die."
"I think they did it simply because they could. There really wasn't a reason. The Daedra just kind of do what they want."
"But why do you think that our parents had this book and that note," I questioned.
"Maybe they were fascinated with the idea of new daedric princes," Josh said, "Or maybe their is a deeper reason than that."
"Are you saying that you think that one of our parents could be a new Daedric Prince," Gudrun questioned.
"It's always a possibility. I'd say right now there's a fifty percent chance of that being the case."
"But that's impossible," Ireonna said.
"Do you really believe that something like that is impossible for the Daedra? I don't like to believe in impossibilities period."
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The Tale of the Opal Assassins
FanficThis story is brought to you by my desire to put my foot in the asses of Cersei Lannister and Ramsay Bolton. I seriously considered calling it "Game of Memes" because that's pretty much what it is. Anyway, it is a Game of Thrones fanfic so it will c...