Phoenix: Rise of a Legend, Breeva's life in Cyrodiil Options

[Diamandis]

HI! Here is my second attempt at starting my OBLIVION fanfic! I changed the format, as before the plan was to do a sort of story within a story format, but I couldn't get it to work.

But here it is!

This is the tale of Breeva, a fifteen year old Dunmer and Dark Brotherhood assassin. The story follows her life as she struggles with adolescence as she tries to find a place in the world.

She has a dark beginning, but I hope you like her story

Now, I'm not too familiar with a huge amount of Lore, but i'm gradually learning as I play the game and read other stories, so the story is literally how I perceive the game to be. Until I get more of a grip on lore, anyway.

A warning: the prologue does contain very... graphic imagery of gore, but don't let this put you off. The rest of the story wont be as gory!

This post has been edited by Eva: Mar 3 2013, 08:15 PM

[TrisRed]

I like this! You've got a good start!

Breeva seems to have had a very very VERY rough start... I hope you delve more into her past in the future... I'm rather eager to discover what her father did to draw her to murder.

Like many I wonder how Breeva will deal with the concept of assassinating generally not-guilty-of-anything targets? Interested to see where you go with that.

Qoutes I loved:

I groaned, collapsing my bow and hooking it to my belt, “Antoinetta, I’m training.”

Antoinetta raised her eyebrow, “against that silly wooden puppet again?”

“Well yeah; unless you wanna volounteer?” I replied sarcastically.

Hehehe

The publican’s eyes suddenly grew very wide; subtly terrified, “oh… yeah, um… I know Rufio. He’s been here for a couple of weeks now,” His tone then then turned quieter, “He’s in one of the basement rooms.” He informed me, pointing to a trap door beside the Inn’s entrance

Poor Manheim. He must be feeling awful