Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150208141651/@comment-5583506-20150208175719

When Rikki woke up she found herself gagged and tied up. She was lying in some dark area and she had to make good use of her night eye in order to see more clearly. She wish she hadn't...

Rotting bodies were strewn across everywhere, hinting that whoever had left her here, intended for her to meet the same ill-met fate.

Rikki tried to scream out in horror as she was lying face-to-face with a half-rotten Khajiit staring back at her, but the linen wrap tied around her mouth only produced a muffling sound.

"Those fucking bears nearly killed us!" complained a voice from afar.

"Shut up already", growled a second voice. "I am so sick of your statements. They are giving me such a headache."

"Why aren't we killing her already? I thought that was the plan?" asked a third.

"You haven't heard the news from Riften?" said the second. "Maven Black-Briar is dead. The contract has been revoked."

"So? The ritual has already been performed. The Khajiit must die."

"Not necessarily", said the second. "The Listener frowns upon killing in which the contractor is dead. It doesn't give the assassination any purpose, except for our own pleasure. No, the Khajiit won't be killed. But we sure as hell can't let her go either. We can't allow her to speak about this, in case she has seen where our new Sanctuary is located."

"So... what's the plan? Maybe some poison of forgetfulness?"

"Perhaps, or... we can just let her speak to the Listener herself? To see what she has to say about this whole ordeal?"

Rikki swallowed. ''The Listener of the Dark Brotherhood? ''

She suddenly felt one step closer to death than she had ever been in her entire life...