A kiss or two for Sithis
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  • Votes 10
  • Parts 13
  • Time 1h 9m
Ongoing, First published Jul 26, 2023
Mature
A nord mercenary that follows the dark brotherhood quest line, from TES V: Skyrim.

Some dialogue and some contracts will be different for storytelling purposes as well as lore purposes, after all, this story does not follow the Last Dragonborn, and the story takes place a year or two before the main quest line events of TES V: Skyrim, so dialogue and contracts will be slightly different.

Story contains mild infrequent language, vague sexual references, mild disturbing imagery, and moderate fantasy violence. For those reasons I have labelled this story as "Mature". There is no material contained in this story that is likely to offend minorities or majorities of any kind, however there is some racially motivated violence (the race itself does not exist in reality, it is wholly fictional).

As this is fanfiction, I do not own the setting of this story, nor do I own the majority of the characters. The original story and characters I did not create, are owned by Bethesda Softworks. Any similarities to events or individuals and characters/events I have created is completely coincidental. 

Many thanks, I hope you enjoy reading :D
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