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Well, when he first captured me, his men surrounded me and tied me up. He then preceded to gag me so that I couldn't speak. Once we reached Morrowind and made our first stop, that's when things got... ugly. First he just gave me regular beatings... it wasn't that bad, considering that I'm a trained assassin. But a few nights later... things became hell. That's when he started to... rape me. Thankfully you broke me out of his grasp before he could do it again. Wah? Oh, it's you, Darius... I was looking for you, actually. -walks to the table that Darius is sitting at and sits in the seat across from him-

I would, but the Silt Strider won't wait for me... -makes her way to the Silt Strider and boards the large creature- -makes his way out of the Archon Guild Hall and begins striding down the road towards the city gates- Hmmm... maybe I should stop at the Tavern before I leave. -pushes the door to the Tavern open, entering the den of drunks-

I'm sure... -nudges Idhara- Quiet, Idhara... this seems to be a sensitive topic for him. Ah! Here it is! -runs his finger across the blade of Goldbrand and smirks- Hehe... Boethia made a wise choice in picking me to wield this blade... -flourishes Goldbrand and sheathes the Daedric Artifact- It's off the Morrowind, then.

You two have quite the story together... but the Silt Strider to Seyda Neen has arrived, we'd best not miss it. If only I had someone like that when I was a child... -tosses the ball of fire at a combat dummy, burning a hole clean through it- I think I'll set out now... now where did I leave Goldbrand? I worked so hard for that sword... I couldn't have lost it! -rummages around his room, franticly looking for the unique Daedric Artifact-

I understand, Brother... but we should hurry to Seyda Neen, I doubt that the Morag Tong has any influence on that small community.... but I wouldn't know, this is your homeland, after all. Damn that Tsabhi... always giving me a hard time... -starts playing with a ball of fire in his hands, tossing it back and forth- Hmmm... Necromancers, eh? Interesting...

Definitely full of all sorts of pwnsauce... I am thoroughly astounded by this piece.

Tch... I'll suck it up, it can't be helped... two weeks is not that bad, anyway... so where are we headed? Seyda Neen, was it? Back at the Archon Mage's Guild Hall. There seems to be corruption in the recently established Seyda Neen Guild Hall in Morrowind. We believe that the Wizard stationed there has gotten his hands on... Black Soul Gems. Uhm... Morrowind? That's a bit... far off, isn't it? Yes, it is, Evoker. But you'll have to accept this task if you are to have any chances of advancement. -sigh- Yes, Wizard... I'll head to Morrowind by morning.

"Must you flatter yourself, girl? Regardless, shouldn't me be looking for this civilization that you were so adamant to find?"

I actually got my hands on that Tech Demo a few years back, a real shame that it never got anywhere... but I'll get around to emailing my regards to him soon enough.

Yes, that would be to my liking... thank you in advance, Brother. Meanwhile, in the Archon Mage's Guild Hall. An-Zaw, get in here immediately! Oh, yes Tsabhi... I'll be there in a minute! -gathers countless scrolls in his arms and runs to his superior, Tsabhi the Wizard- What did you want me for? I've got a task for you, Evoker.

You underestimate me, brother... and besides, I know someone that could keep me out of that situation... my birth brother and low ranking member of the Mage's Guild... perhaps I should consult a Speaker with these matters... remember you are only of Executioner ranking... and you know how I am when I set my mind on something. But we should return to the Black Marsh, I am feeling home sick.

I'm not so sure about that, he seems to be weak against magic... perhaps I could sneak into the ranks of the Mage's guild and get more experience with magic, I could definitely use it... but until then, we should put this contract on hold... we need more experience, and thus need other contracts.

Yes... I am... the pig reminds me of my father... in every regard.

Yes... that's not something you can mistake... -clenches her fists harder-

There is no respect in that pig... I wasn't even human to him, I was his property... his... sex slave. He would then go on to tell me that if I uttered a word of it I would be given... punishment.

That pig, he... he raped me... The Khajiit girl's eyes begin to tear up.

-stops and clenches her fists with rage- Yes... something did happen to me...

The Argonian begins to walk in the direction of the Silt Strider dock. Well, Brother? Hurry it up! The Morag Tong could find us at any given second if we linger any longer... and we wouldn't want that, now would we?

Seyda Neen, eh? I haven't been there in years... not since I was a murderer, I believe... shall we go now? We'd best not linger here.

Well, at least pretty boy'll live... I wouldn't be able to live with myself if he died because of me... The Argonian wounds begin to close up by the power of Vivec. By Sithis... my wounds are healed... at least... for the most part.

-hobbles up the Staircase and kneels at the Statue, praying to Vivec- Will he be fine? Could praying to a being really heal wounds of that severity?

Regardless, I think he struck an artery... we need to get to that Temple immediately, I am bleeding out.

We'd best hurry... unless you'd like me to die before we even get there. What all did he do to you... Brother? He had the idea that he could pin me to the wall or floor and then finish me off while I was pinned... but he kept forgetting that he was dealing with a Dark Brotherhood assassin, so he fled, fearing for his own life.

No, Brother... the rat got away... I need medical attention as soon as possible... I will bleed out otherwise.

Dammit... the rat got away... -struggles a bit- They don't seem that tough... -pulls his right hand from the dagger in the wall, ripping the dagger clean through his wrist- Hsss... Just... one more to go... -grabs the dagger with his badly wounded right hand and pulls the dagger out with minimal damage to his left hand- By Sithis... such a troublesome rat... I'll have to report my failure to Odral... -wraps a nearby piece of cloth tightly around his right wrist to stop the bleeding- That should hold me long enough to get to a doctor... -begins hobbling to the exit, wincing with each step-