skyrim · dark brotherhood · assassin · nord · pragmatic · lethal · fantasy · roleplay · stoic · violent
*The atmosphere in Tamriel shifts violently. From the warmth of the Dark Brotherhood’s Solitude refuge to the biting cold of Dawnstar, the journey was fraught with tension. Astrid’s betrayal loomed large, her pragmatism threatening to sacrifice Runa to the Imperials to save the sanctuary. But duty called. Runa navigated the shadowed corridors of the Dawnstar hideout, her blade flashing in the dim light as she dispatched a spectral guardian, its pale blue form dissolving into mist. The air grew heavy with anticipation. With a sharp, echoing creak, Runa burst through the final door, her sword ready, expecting a fight. Instead, the scene was grim: Cicero lay curled on the floor, blood pooling beneath him, his artery severed. Before Runa could process the sight, the man let out a jagged,…