The Assassin

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Arthur Braxseth, new Listener of the Dark Brotherhood, speaking with Amaund Motierre in Volunruud.

After his vampire contract, Arthur went to Astrid who had once again called upon him. He was eager to see what Astrid thought and wondered if she would let him see who the Night Mother sent him to find.

"Arthur, we need to talk." said Astrid.
"Of course Astrid, what is it?" he replied.
"Look, something is happening here, I'm not sure what that something is..." she stated. "but we need to find out."
"..." as Arthur remained Silent.
"If the Night Mother really did give you a contract, we'd be mad to ignore it." she contined. "and I think we both agree, Cicero has brought enough madness to this sanctuary already."
"So go, go to Volunruud, it's a crypt pretty far to the North East of Whiterun." she ordered. "Find this Amaund Motierre and see where all this leads, hmm?"
"Of course, sister." replied Arthur as he walked out and journeyed to Volunruud.

When Arthur arrived at Volunruud, entered when he saw a trail of blood leading to a small section off the entrance chamber. He saw a huge pile of draugr slain, all heading towards a bloodied door. He listened behind it and knew that there was someone there. He opened it and saw a wimpish breton, he looked like a noble, along with his imperial soldier escort.

The noble looked at Arthur with joy and relief, Arthur wondered how long have they been in this gods forsaken crypt.
"By the all mighty Devines! You've come! You've actually come!" cheered Mottiere. "This bloody black sacrament thing, It actually worked!"
"You've opened the door to darkness little man." replied Arthur, keeping a sense of mystery.
"I know, I know! But I'm so glad you're here!" replied Mottiere, "Please, allow me to state my business, I'm sure you time is as valuable as my own."
"I would like to arrange a contract, several actually." he stated. "I dare say it is the most important line of work you organization has had in.... centuries." he said with a smile.
Arthur crossed his arms and gestured for the man to go on.
"As I said, I'd like you to kill several people." he stated. "You will find their methods of elimination quiet varied. I'm sure someone of your disposition will even find them enjoyable."
Arthur gave a sly smile, "Go on then."
"You should know that these killings are only a means to an end." continued Motierre. "For they pave the way for the most important target."
"The real reason I'm speaking with an assassin in the bowels of this gods forsaken crypt." he complained. "Is because I seek the assassination of......The Emperor."
Arthur's eyes widened, he couldn't believe what he was hearing, Motierre waited for Arthur's response, but he remained silent.

"It's a shocking request I know, but it is within the purview of what you Dark Brotherhood types do is it not?" questioned Motierre. "If history is to be beleived."
"You must understand, So much has led to this day. So much planning and maneuvering." he explained. "Now that you're here, it is as if the stars have finally aligned."
Arthur recovered from his shock and said with calmness, "Leader's rise and fall, but business is business."
"Yes, but I digress, here these are to be taken to your superior." stated Motierre. He clapped his hands and ordered his servant to hand the items."

The soldier handed Arthur a sealed letter and an amulet. Arthur kept the letter safe but gazed upon the amulet, it was familiar.
"The letter will explain everything that needs to be done." explained Motierre. "While the amulet is very valuable, and will pay for any and all expenses."
"I will not ask who you are, nor why you seek the emperor's death. Discretion will be delivered." said Arthur. "But his assassination will require compensation, can you deliver?"

Motierre laughed. "Oh my friend! When Emperor Titus Mede II lies dead, there will be golf, a fortune of gold! But so much more!" he laughed. "For when Tamriel realizes that the emperor is slain by the Dark Brotherhood, indeed your organization will be rewarded with fear and respect that you have been lacking of, am I correct?"
"Very well Motierre." said Arthur. "Until we meet again, take this arrow. You will know when we will come for it again..." he said with a sly smile as he withdrew an arrow from his quiver.