Riden's NEW Journal of Cyrodiil, The new version since my old one got wiped from my computer T_T Options

[DarkZerker]

Um so here I am. I was going to say one month but what the heck, I just started up Oblivion since my Oblivion save file and all my Microsoft Word files were wiped. Thank god I had both my Fallout 3 fan fiction saved on a USB so does my Oblivion ASSASSIN save file.

This is the new Riden Snowe as my new thumbnail and signature suggests. This was actually my first real roleplaying type character. An assassin based off the "Assassin's Creed" games(at least the armor and hidden blade). Since I have better writing skills, it will be better. Bladesong rewrite! Annoying but what the heck.

Chapter One, Corruption is the root of my money.

I looked down at my latest contract given to me by the corrupt Count Regulus of Bravil. Sipping some tea in the local tavern, I readied my weapons. As usual, the target was very paranoid. I couldn't get a good look on the man's face but during one of my stakeouts on a bench nearby, it was clear that he was an Argonian.

I sighed at the Count's racism to beastfolk but shrugged it off, the pay will be amazing. The Argonian started running and I raised an eyebrow.

Behind him were three people in armor flanking him. The Argonian stopped and started talking to them calmly. I didn't get a single word but it was clear what he wanted them to do, Attack anybody following him.

With a grumpy huff, I climbed my way up on the housetops and started following him from above. Even then, I had a few close calls as the man's bodyguards looked up occasionally. I had probably followed him for an hour before the bodyguards left. I got out my secret weapon, the Hidden Blade.

I jumped down a couple feet behind him. As I crept up, the bodyguards started to return. Noticing me, they yelled to the man, "Usheeja! Behind you!" But it was too late. I sank my knife in his throat and laid him down peacefully. I took off running with three very angry bodyguards behind me.

They were pretty determined to kill me. I spent probably a good thirty minutes trying to avoid them before I was boxed into a corner. One of the men swung his battle axe like a madman trying to make contact with me. After the display of madness, I realized that these guards were very unskilled.

Another one with a hammer rushed and came down at me with all his strength. With quick footing, I barely dodged the heavy lump of steel. With the huge power came a long recovery time. Enough for me to slash with my trusty sword, Gwilth. He fell while the other two guards started to question if attacking me was a good idea.

The one with the battle axe charged at me and slashed. Obviously not learning from his comrade, I jumped back and rushed forward with Gwilth. With a thrust, he also fell. The last one with the sword was smart enough to run. Feeling generous, I let him go.

After a small trek through the streets of Bravil, I headed to the castle. The guards immediately stopped me before the Count nodded to let me through. I whispered, "It's done."

The Count nodded and tried not to smile. He grabbed my arm and handed me a pouch with a letter in it. I greedily snatched the pouch and left. When I was safely back at the tavern, I opened the pouch. Inside was a huge pile of gold and a letter sitting on top of the mound. I grabbed the letter and started to read it.

Dear Riden Snowe,
I'm very happy to hear word of your success. I have no more contracts for you and the Dark Brotherhood is after my head since I'm contracting a rogue assassin instead of them. If you have any friends, I'll be more than willing to pay you an extra five hundred gold to bring them here to guard me. Oh and have fun with the 1000 gold I gave you.

Your client, Count Terentius

I smiled at the gold and threw out the letter to keep the "where did you get that gold" question a mystery. The gold weighed me down a bit but it didn't stop me from packing up my weapons and venturing back to the Imperial City, my base of operations.
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Yeah yeah, Kinda redundant and a bit short. Not to mention that the whole "Imperial City" thing was from my last story.

My roleplaying is pretty standard when it comes to the first chapter of my story or in game. I rushed QUITE A BIT. Took me a good 20 minutes to finish off this. Not long...

Remember to Read and Review. R&R

[DarkZerker]

Alright, I have to address this three times. EXTORTION…the X makes it sound cool.

This chapter will span over TEN years so bear with me. So yeah…the Dark Brotherhood conflict will be TEN YEARS LONG.
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Chapter 8, The Dark Brotherhood’s Threat.
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I arrived at the serene city of Cheydinhal. It’s a beautiful city considering its dark secrets. The architecture isn’t anything worth mentioning but the small river that flows through the town provides beauty to this dark town.

The guards noticed me immediately from my robes but left me alone. One approached me, “Assassin…so you really came.”

I looked at him, “What about it?”

He looked around as if there would be any eavesdroppers, “The Dark Brotherhood ordered the Captain of the Guard in Cheydinhal to be murdered if we stopped you.”

I sighed a little and proceeded. After a while, I got a little tired so I sat down on some rocks surrounded by some flowers and grass near the river. Then a man with blood stained robes appeared out a small boarded up house. He smiled at me and unsheathed a small dagger.

My hand went to Gwilth by instinct and gripped it hard. He dropped the dagger and put his hands up, “Now Riden…let’s not get hasty and do something we’ll regret.”

“Will you call off the attack on my family?” I asked harshly. The man laughed, “You wish. The Dread Father Sithis will not change his mind.”

“Sorry to hear that.” I whispered. I extended my hand and he shook it. With a couple muscle flexes and a quick wrist flick, the Hidden Blade extended and impaled the man straight in the wrist.

The city guard started to form a ring around the robed man and myself. He got up, clutching his wrist and muttering gibberish. I gave him a small smile and pulled out Gwilth. The three foot straight sword was intimidating him greatly and I enjoyed every minute of it.

He started to back away slowly and bent down to grab the dagger he dropped. Before he could even grip the blade, I gave him a hard kick to the back. A small crunching noise was heard when the hard leather hit his back. He groaned in pain and looked up to see Gwilth pointed directly at him.

“Go now and warn your sadistic cult about what has happened.” I growled, letting my rage get the better of me.

“You will face the wrath of the Dread Father. I hope Sithis will make your dwelling in the void even worse than the rest!!!” He screamed.

I chuckled at his approach to intimidate me. He spoke again, with a rough voice from the loss of blood, “A thousand soldiers of the Dark Brotherhood will descend upon you!”

At that threat, I knelt down and peacefully gave one final strike with my blade. Then the city guard erupted into cheers and applause.

I slowly made my way to the horse before a guard posted near the stables started running towards me. He started to pant and held out a letter, “For you…from Castle Cheydinhal.”

Hello Assassin.
The Count of Cheydinhal wishes to speak of certain matters concerning…well I guess you already know. Speak to nobody about this and keep this letter to yourself. Don’t throw it away like you did with the letter from the Count of Bravil. Just be glad that one of my messengers found it. Be at the Royal Court at 1:00PM next week. Oh and make sure to bring your girl and child with you.
- Bariu Midas

I had a gut feeling this was a trap but what choice did I have? Giving a quick tip to the guard, I mounted Carbon and rode off to the Imperial City.
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Thirteen Hours later
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“Why would the Count of Cheydinhal wish to speak with YOU?” Tess asked. Geo was fast asleep and Tess was watching over him when I returned. Her face turned from

“He wants to ‘speak’ with me.” I said nonchalantly.

Tess paced around after feeding Geo, “By all Oblivion…why…”

She sighed, “Alright, I’ll take Geo with me when you go meet with the count,” Tess paused and jabbed me in the chest with her finger, “But you have to end this whole Dark Brotherhood feud there!”

I nodded and lifted Tess up. She laughed a bit, “You really know how to ruin a serious mood.”

After stumbling around like a drunk, I finally managed to get Tess up. I frowned, “You’re actually heavier than you look…”

She fake gasped and fell back on the bed. I crawled in with her and drifted off to sleep.
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One Week later, in Castle Cheydinhal.
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“Ah! I had to see it to believe it…the infamous Assassin’s girl really is Tess Rysan.” The Count chuckled and got up from his throne, “Welcome to Castle Cheydinhal, I hope you haven’t made any plans for the next week because you’ll be staying here.”

I looked around the castle and a drafty breeze came in and out of the open window. The castle was nothing special, just a huge courtroom with decorations like large mosaics and crests.

Tess spoke softly, obviously trying to keep Geo, who was in her arms, asleep, “You know me?”

The Count laughed again, “Tess Rysan, a name hailed by the Cheydinhal Fighter’s Guild as the first person to survive an attack by the Rogue Assassins.”

Tess nudged me hard, “What’s this about the Rogue Assassins?” She whispered. I was about to speak when the Count laughed even harder.

“I can’t believe that he didn’t tell you! That’s rich!”

Tess elbowed my side, “What aren’t you telling me?!”

I sighed, “The Rogue Assassins…we aren’t much of an order as we were before. According to legend, the Dark Brotherhood was formed from the Thieves Guild members who wanted to kill. Well, the Dark Brotherhood wasn’t the only group that branched out.”

The Count nodded and directed us to the dining room. Tess held Geo tightly before he was taken away by the Castle Healer. She nearly yelled, “Where are you taking my baby?!”

“To your bed chamber, there’s a crib and everything. Don’t worry about it…especially since the baby belongs to the assassin.” The Dark Elf shuddered as if he was trying to forget a bad memory.

We all talked over some very well cooked venison and Tamika’s wine. The usual was talked about first, about the family, the city, and some side chatter. But after we finished the meal, the discussion quickly turned to the matters of the Dark Brotherhood.

The Count opened up the discussion with the statement, “We all know why I called your family, Riden. Both your group and I share the same enemy. We need to do something about the Dark Brotherhood.”

I leaned back in my wooden chair and thought for a bit and finally spoke, “Listen, you have enough soldiers to mount a full assault on a large village, right?”

The Count called up a guard, talked in whisper for a bit, and then nodded. I continued, “Well, if you have that many soldiers, they will prove a very good distraction for me to kidnap at least one of the members.”

Tess and the Count both looked confused, “Why not just kill them all?” The Count asked. Tess seemed to wonder the same thing, which was really unlike her to think about killing people.

“The Cheydinhal Sanctuary has too many competent members. In fact, the newest edition to the Black Hand...Lucien Lachance is evenly matched with my skills as an assassin.”

“Alright…but don’t expect any major developments in our scuffle against them for a while. Oh and we bought you a nice little manor on the hillside outside of the Imperial City, check it out when you guys leave.”

I nodded and looked at the clock, it wad nearly midnight. The Dumner said his goodnights and directed us to our bed chamber.

It had a “Cheydinhal” feel to it, even though the room just had large silky wall coverings with a bed, some cupboards, decorations, and a crib.

Tess pushed me down on the bed and crawled in with me. We both smiled at each other before she sat up, “Riden…tell me about the Rogue Assassins, since you never did before.”

I paused a bit, thinking about how to start, then finally, after an awkward silence between us, I spoke, “The Rogue Assassins, after breaking from the Thieves Guild, were scattered. We are just as organized as the Dark Brotherhood, only we work very secretly, so nobody knows of our existence.”

“Wait…why didn’t you ask for their help when we were fighting the Dagrukai?”

“We each take our contracts and work alone or in pairs. The only time we meet at all is if there’s a war between the Dark Brotherhood and us. After all, we steal many contracts from them since all you need to hire us is just the ability to write and a pouch full of gold.”

Tess nodded and got back in bed, “Can you promise me one thing?”

I nodded and Tess snuggled in closer, “No more secrets…okay?”
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Four years later, Imperial Manor.
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When Geo grew older, the bond between me and Tess started to strengthen more and more. I think it was because of the constant threat to our family from the Dark Brotherhood but after a few failed attempts, the attacks ceased.

I had one final contract until we officially moved in the Imperial Manor. The target was a Bosmer Mage who had stopped by in the Imperial City.

Perched on the rooftops, I readied a small dagger that the contractor insisted on killing him with. Then, I got in for the kill. But what I didn’t expect was a Legion soldier nearly cutting my arm off only a couple seconds after I did my usual prayer.

He grinned, “So…the infamous Riden Snowe…we meet again!”

The man was dressed in the ornate silver armor, only worn by Generals and the Palace Guard. “Who might you be?”

The man chuckled, “Aw…don’t remember?” He pulled off his helmet to reveal an aging Imperial Man, “General Damascus…at your service.” Just like that, he rushed at me with his silver long sword.

I blocked his blow and his blade slid off mine. I got in close as soon as I recovered from the block and got in a quick stab with my Hidden Blade. The General winced in pain but quickly recovered and was on the offensive immediately.

Our battle kept going for quite a while. Then I heard a scream, it was Tess, who was taking Geo shopping. After successfully parrying my strike, the General laughed and stopped fighting. I was too puzzled to attack again.

“So, the rumors I heard are true. Tess Rysan, one of my best soldiers during the war on the Dagrukai actually had a child with an infamous assassin.”

Tess’ face turned bright red and grabbed Geo, “Riden, we have to leave…NOW!”

I quickly got back to reality and ran, grabbing Tess’ hand. Behind me was an angry Imperial man. When we left the gates, I threw a nice vial of poison and it worked. General Damascus was paralyzed and blinded in an instant.

After a couple minutes of running, we made it to the Imperial Manor. The place was of Cheydinhal architecture but had that distinct Imperial city feeling. When we entered, it was beautiful.

The main reading room had a big mosaic rug and beautiful pictures of the Imperial City. On the other side of the main room was the kitchen, and it was simple but very well designed. A long wooden table sat in the middle with a small fireplace was flickering, giving a very cozy feeling.

We got up the spiral staircase with Tess and Geo. The second bedroom was simple, just a kids room for Geo. He ran in and was very happy with it. I smiled and got up the spiral staircase once more, and went in the Master Suite. It was just as good as the other rooms and had simple design, just a bed, some books, a cabinet, and a desk.

Tess grabbed my hand and opened the large wooden doors in the master suite. We reached the balcony and it had a breathtaking view of the Imperial City.

I figured this was as good of a time as any so I gave a light kiss on Tess’ cheek to get her attention. She blushed and looked at me. I breathed deeply and knelt down. After finding a small gold ring I got from the Count of Cheydinhal, I offered it to Tess, “Tess Rysan, will you marry me?”

Her face turned bright red for the second time today, “Yes! Of course, I’ve been waiting for you to ask me for four years…” and put the ring on. We stared out on the large city before us as the sun started to hide behind the White Gold Tower. Even from the threat from Damascus and the Dark Brotherhood, our worries seeped away.
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A/N: Wow…this has been a long time since I updated. Well…for good reason as I spent a lot of time on this. Not to mention working on my iCarly fan fiction (yes…I freaking love that show).

I have to say this...the Rogue Assassin thing was actually an idea I had for a small novel I had to write in my Language Arts Class. I did write about a group of assassins during the Dark Ages and I got an A+ for "stellar writing and historical tie ins" so why not add it here...in Oblivion.

Imperial Manor is a mod....look it up on TesNexus.

Well I think I wrote myself into a corner -_-. How to proceed…