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''You're making me watch this? I already did it myself, why can't you piss off and leave me alone!?''

Nissa growled in her sleep. She has been sleeping a lot lately to speed up the recovery of her leg. In her dreams, she sees Dylan, Scott, the Altmer...everyone in her group of adventurers. Of friends. Family...

''Yes, I know I killed them all! You think I could forget? You just don't understand how blinded with rage I was! ''

''I am not blind anymore! I rage, but I know where to turn my anger this time.''

...

Nissa knelt beside her fiancee, crying her eyes out.

"Why you? O-out of everyone, why...?"

''I sobbed for the entire night, turning my grief and my blade on anything that dared wander over to interrupt me. ''

''I had no shovel to dig a proper grave, but that didn't stop me. For three days and three nights I clawed at the dirt and the soil with my bare hands. They are still scarred from the countless flecks of rock and cuts I gained in my insanity. It serves as a constant reminder of what I've lost...''

...

Kay looked up to the night sky, her hand on her stomach and pulled her hood up. She furrowed her brow, deep in thought about where to go next to find this Elf.

''But I need to send my money out at first light. This much will last for a good two weeks...''

...

Nissa lay on her back, twitching slightly in discomfort. Every movement twinged her leg and sent shooting pains up her body, yet she was unable to awaken.

''After I dug the grave I stood over his body. My now red katana was stuck in the ground to my left, right by the open and incredibly shallow grave. The sky was cloudy and it soon began to rain. 'How cliche'  I thought to myself and laughed softly. ''

''It was then that I realised all the joy in my life was gone. ''

''I returned to looking at Dylans corpse. He looked so peaceful, and he'd died defending me...''

''But in the end, I think we both died that day. ''

''I notice a piece of paper sticking out of his pack and instinctively take it out. It was a letter addressed to me. I quickly pocketted it, deciding to read it when I felt ready. ''

''Then, came the tough part. ''

''Slowly but surely, I walked around the body, kneeling down beside it. I push it with all my strength, ungraciously rolling it into the grave an began to refill it. I watched him disappear inch by inch...''

How I wish I could have given you a proper burial.

''i placed a bloody and torn hand on my katana and pulled it out of the ground. I now only had one thing left to do. One last thing to live for.''

''I had to kill the Tyrant who did this to us! ''

...

"Nissa..." Dylans voice echoed in her head.

''Dee? What you want now?''

"Mistress Nissa! Our report is ready!"

Report...?

Nissa groaned as Dylans voice merged with the voice of her most trusted ally. She turned her head to face them and blearily opened her eyes.

"Did youhave to wake me up!?" She snapped, pulling herself up with a groan.

"Aye, Mistress. I offer my sincere apologies, but the information you wanted. It seems you were right."

"Well, there is hardly a time when I ain't!" Nissa grinned dozily, before turning serious. "It is confirmed then?"

"Yes, Mistress. It's her. She's staying in Markarth with the others that were trying to stop you."

"Send the assassins in. Tell them I want her alive! The others can die."

"Aye Ma'am! You heard her kids! Get to Markarth on the double! Teleport if you have to, just remember you won't be able to return the same way!"

There was a commotion as several hooded assassins bowed and scrambled for their weapons. They all headed over to the mage who could get them into Markarth under cover of night.

Nissa stood up out of bed and proceeded to her window. She peered out with her hands behind her back, looking at the single headstone on the hill.

''I knew from the first encounter in the Hall of the Dead. I just had to be one hundred percent sure. Green hair. Steely silver eyes...''

Nissas eyes glinted in the candlelight, reflecting her wickedly gleeful smirk.

"Soon, we'll both finally be free from this."

...

Kay had returned inside the inn at this point. She was still awake however and sat alone at a table, contemplating everything that had happened so far.

''The Gods must have something against me. Of all the Elves in Nirn that worship the Daedra, it just had to be that one...''

Kay heard the door open as three people dressed in dark travelling cloaks wandered in. Usually, she would think nothing of it. She was in an Inn afterall. However, something seemed...off about those three and the way they were staring at her. Something made her want to look away, so she kept her head down and tried to ignore them.

At the same moment the three strangers arrived, shadowy figures emerged in the groups rooms, drawing swords and knives silently.

They intended to kill.