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A crimson moon slowly began to rise over the horizon of the mountains in Skyrim. 'Time to go,' you thought, staring up at the blood moon, after all, it was your faction's symbol. You were a member of a faction that was related to the Dark Brotherhood. It was f/n, and it focused on secretly keeping the peace. No contracts to tell you who to kill, no dead corpse whispering into someone's mind to tell them who to go to, just killing whoever caused trouble. The only thing that held the f/n back, was the moon.
You only killed when a blood moon was out, for that was when the night stayed night longest, and people are uneasy. Tonight, you had to kill a certain fellow who threatened the peace of a town called Falkreath. You dreaded heading to Falkreath because that is where the last Dark Brotherhood Sanctuary hid. You were unsure as to the exact location of their hideout, but you knew that it was