A Fool's Blade

A Fool's Blade

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Forced 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 becomes kidnapped. Will she have what it takes to make it out alive? Kill or be killed, enter into Skyrim's Dark Brotherhood. Disclaimer: I don't own any characters, all rights belong to Bethedsa's Elder Scroll V: Skyrim. Author's Note: Alright, second Skyrim fanfiction! I know a lot of people like Cicero, so I thought I'd attempt to make a story. Cicero actually scares the mess out of me, so I'll see what I can do. Hopefully the Night Mother bestows some advice onto her Listener. Hail Sithis! (Sorry, I suck at description things) Prequel: To Walk With Ebonmere (Completed) Sequel: Secret of Labyrinthian (WIP) Shadows of Sovngarde (Will Come Eventually)
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You've slain dragons, walked away from burning temples, even carved down gods. But the weight of your deeds has never felt heavier than now-after one boy's desperate plea leads you to kill an old woman who never lifted a hand to fight back. Haunted by guilt and shadowed by whispers, you retreat to the only thing you know: the road. But when a strange jester speaks of secrets long buried-of a guild that kills for coin and calls it worship-curiosity takes root where certainty once lived. He knows too much. He grins too easily. And despite every instinct, you follow. The forests of Falkreath are waiting. So is the black door. And the truth behind the madness? It might just be what breaks you. Decided to go ahead and essentially rewrite my other story (love bound in spilt blood) as I wasn't happy with the overall quality and want to write something a little more serious. (Ironic, I know, as if this isn't Skyrim fan fiction.) I want to follow roughly some of the previously made plot points in love bound, but overall have most things be more refined. Also, I want to actually take some creative liberties, and get away from real in game dialogue, lol. If you enjoyed Love Bound, please consider giving this a read, and thank you every one who has given me any kind of support!

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