Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160910175125/@comment-17114085-20161222115859

Soon enough, the guards were defeated. The last 3 surrendered, laying down their arms, seeing as they had no choice.

"What do we do with them?" Cirges asked.

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Rodwell was met at the castle courtyard by the Castallen of Daggerfall. She bowed to the Prince. "Prince Auld, welcome to the fair city of Daggerfall."

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Lord Ancois was shocked, but mostly angry. "Assassin, you dare try to kill me in my own home. You won't leave here alive, my guards..."

"Are all unconsious and dying like this one. I poisoned your barrack's well, any that drank from it will die by tomorrow." The assassin revealed. Though that wasn't entirely true. She had posioned the well but it had been diluted enough so that it wasn't as deadly as if applied directly to a person. It might still kill them, but at a much slower rate. "No one can help you, Lord Ancois."

"Who sent you?" He asked, demanding the name of his killer.

"The Dark Brotherhood." She replied. "I've come to pay a debt of blood, milord. Now, tell me: who planned the wedding that took place here weeks ago?"

"The wedding?" He asked.

"Yes, the massacre of the Jehannians, of King Rob, his mother, his people." She detailed.