For the Future of Skyrim - Part 1For the Future of Skyrim
Sequel to Darkness Rises When Silence Dies
13 Frostfall 202 4E 6:00 PM
"Cicero, your hair is getting really long."
The Keeper and I were lounging on my bed in the Dawnstar Sanctuary. It has been two month since the murder of Emperor Titus Mede II and we had settled in well to our new home. The bounty from Armaund Motierre was very generous; more than enough to decorate our new home with plenty left over for emergency funds. Nazir was still a little pouty about me refusing to let him outfit a torture room, but overall things were going smoothly.
Cicero had just finished his bath and was dressed in his usual patched jester's motley. The Keeper smelled pleasantly of jasmine. I had been brushing out his long, fine red hair when I realized it now reached about three inches past his shoulders. "If you're not careful, someone might mistake you for a girl."
"Oh, Listener!" Cicero turned towards me and suddenly his mannerisms were that of a woman's. I don't mean that he
The Dark Brotherhood ForeverSequel to "For the Future of Skyrim"
Loredas 8 Last Seed 227 4E 6:00 PM
In the last twenty-five years, the Dark Brotherhood had done very well. Nazir became the head of the Wayrest Sanctuary in High Rock after Garnag passed away, Meena led the Corinthe Sanctuary in Elswyr, and Aventus Aretino controlled the reinstated Falkreath Sanctuary in Pine Forest here in Skyrim. All of them have been named Speaker.
We had managed to grow from four ragtag misfits to four fully functioning Sanctuaries. The Black Hand once again commanded the Brotherhood. Mother must be proud.
Babette and Cicero were still with me in Dawnstar Sanctuary. Babette and I were frozen in time; she was still a sweet, innocent looking ten-year-old girl and I had aged physically maybe two or three years, so I looked about twenty-five years old instead of my actual fifty-seven.
My poor Fool of Hearts had not been as fortunate. His hair was more silver than red now, but he still laughed, sang, and danced. And Kept. Cicero's de
Waking Nightmares - Part 1This story makes more sense if you read "Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf" first, but it is not necessary.
Sequel to "The Dark Brotherhood Forever"
Cicero hit the ground with a sickening thud following the loud crack of being slapped by Elaninde, the High Elf Listener of the Dark Brotherhood. Elaninde stood proudly over the prone figure of the Keeper, her expression disdainful and disapproving, but not quite a full frown or scowl. Elaninde never allowed such gross expressions to mar her exquisite featuresand no Altmer ever presented anything but their best face in front of others.
"Cicero, my darling Keeper, do you wish to explain what this is?" the Listener said softly. She held a finely cut dress in one hand that used to be white but was now obviously slightly pink. Her manicured fingers ran over the cloth accusingly before throwing it in Cicero's face.
Behind Elaninde and to her right Arnbjorn stood smiling wolfishly. Ever since Elaninde saved the werewolf's lif