Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160102174454/@comment-29461586-20160118164549

(yea xD)

After healing himself enough, Aliste went to retrieve the assassin's broken blade. Seeing how it had a strange heart-like symbol, he decided to look for an appraiser, or anyone who could figure out the blade.

He approached a mercenary drinking off his booze after a large catch. "Excuse me, sir?" Aliste asked the merc.

"Eh? Can I help ya? Never know when a Bloodfiend would want a snack, so make it quick." The man said.

"I wanted to ask: Do you know where this blade came from? Some freak decided to ambush me on the alleyways with it." Aliste noted as he showed the pommel, which had the symbol.

"...Oh boy... You seem to have a powerful enemy on your tail, and now you likely got me caught too." He facepalmed.

"Huh?"

"Not here. Come with me." The mercenary said, heading for another bar aside the local inn and disposing of the booze he had.

"Strange." Aliste said. He followed with heightened alert.

...

When both arrived at the bar, the merc and Aliste took a seat at the very corner.

"I hope you're ready to pay compensation for me, after all, I don't cover the ass of veteran-looking people for free."

"So what's the big deal?"

"Looks like you've been marked by the Blackhearts."

"The Blackhearts?"

"A group of privateers operating in northern Tamriel. From what I've heard, they conduct illegal activities like the Dark Brotherhood and the Thieves Guild. To have them on your tail would mean being hunted for the rest of your life."

"How is that even possible-"

"Look, friend. I tried real hard to avoid these bastards, and you blew it. Many of their assassins are vampires, whom live forever."

"Sounds pretty bad."

"Real bad. Looks like we'll have to deal with these bats, now that you got me dragged into it. *sigh* If only some other organization found out about these guys.

Problem is, they likely have inside men among the authorities. Fortunately, they keep a low profile to avoid destruction."

"I see... So why am i marked, if you have a guess?"

"No idea."

The two remained silent, thinking to themselves as to what to do.

"Well... I believe I have a plan. For now, let's enlist for the Shornhelm Guard." Aliste said after a long while.

"Wha?" The merc asked.

"With us enlisted, we'll be busy fighting and patrolling and whatnot. Maybe we can lure one of the Blackhearts-"

"-into a trap. I'm liking this plan."

"Exactly. But remember: Loose tongues can waggle both ways. So once we bring a Blackheart into custody, one of us have to keep an eye on him or her and ensure the guard know about their presence here."

"Alright. Sounds good."

"This will be our only chance to catch a Blackheart. If we screw this up, we'll likely never get the chance to nab one so easily."

"Right. Don't worry. If they're vampires, I know how to deal with them.

"Be sure that you do. Speaking of which, I haven't catched your name."

"Zalbec, bounty huntin' wastrel, at your service."

"Aliste."

The two men shook each other's hands, before they went for the Shornhelm Guard to try enlisting.

Unknown to them, they were to receive more than they would want to earn...