Skyrim went into a strange peace state ever since the Dragonborn went on a grand adventure spree through the lands many years ago, a lot of the biggest problems have past and barely any dragons remained in the areas around Skyrim, preferring to remain in their mountain tops than to venture down into the grounds below unless to find and feed on roaming animals in the country sides.

With the Dragons laid back, the war between the Imperials and the Storm-cloaks grew even more violent, launching full scale fronts against each other and switching castles out with each siege, usually ending up with equal amount of territories each and separating Skyrim between the two, if they were to unite against anything, they'd be truly a force to be reckoned with against any small force, if they ever had a reason to be as such.

In the North-East, stood two factions waring each other for many years, the Dawnguard, heightened in whatever way they can vampire and werewolf hunters, all human, they use magic, enhanced crossbows, and herbal mixtures to get advantages against the un-dead and beastly enemies they devoted their lives and codes to hunt down and eliminate. To the West of them, beheld the Volkihar Keep, where the powerful Volkihar vampire nobles have lived for thousands of years, Vampire Lords, the most pure of all vampires and extremely powerful to their own kind, Sabrina Tesliah was one of those vampire Lords, donning a black leather corset, black leather pants, boots, full fingered leather gloves and a cloak that reached her lower knees, she gazed about at the lower courtyard below from the balcony she stood upon, her amber eyes seeing perfectly in the dark, her long raven black hair flowing in the steady wind.

With a sniff she focused her vampric natural abilities, her gaze suddenly zooming to the ground below, watching a man run to his horse and abruptly leave at high speeds from the area, she blinked, before turning after a moment, before seeing the man already crossing the river bed separating the castle from the main-land to the other side. She lowered her head, watching him closely until even he was out of her distance to spot him,, but she had his scent. Time for a little hunting. Shifting into her vampric Lord form, a almost grotesque like appearance with pointed ears, fully paled skin like she normally has, wings and cloth strips for clothing. After that, she took off in the air in a abrupt motion, taking off to find the man, for he's seen too much by far if he's been close to the keep, for all she knew, he was a Dawnguard scout, none of them could live.

The Brotherhood, a secret group once struck fear into every living person who knew of them, a society that had a network all over the place, Skyrim had one though they were not doing as well. They were only a fraction of what they truly were, a figure had one day appeared and the guild had picked up a little more steam but work was still needed to return the guild to its former glory. "Hail sithis" words that were uttered as well as the night mother who would be mentioned time to time by last few remaining members. The group consisted of a young girl who was a vampire and so was older then one thought and was great against those not excepting anything dangerous from a child. A Redguard named Nazir who gave missions time to time, Cicero an Imperial who is the keeper of the night mother, even with this something is wrong with him. Gabriella was the Dunmer of the group, the best thing to say about her is that she is usually sarcastic. Arnbjorn being the Nord member who is married to the Astrid and is the werewolf of the group.

Festus Krex is the elder of the Brotherhood and uses magic as his weapon. Veezara the Argonian member who was born as a Shadowscale who believes he is the last surviving member. Astrid is the leader of the failing Brotherhood and like her husband is a Nord, things were worse until the new member joined. The most important member being the night mother the bride of Sithis, the Dread Father of the Dark Brotherhood. There is Lis the spider as well as Shadowmere the dark steed who know works with the newest member of the family who has been making great strides within the guild.

Gabriella was the only Dunmer until the new person arrived, a young female who was not native of this land but had come for some reason she can no longer remember. Maybe something would jog her memory at some point, for a while she had spent her time in many of the inn scattered across the land of Skyrim. She had seen things, she had traveled and explored caves in the highest and lowest of places of Skyrim. She had got a hold of a treasure, a dragon priest mask known as Krosis which went with her Dark Brotherhood light armored clothing. Normally the outfit was red and black, her's was the darkest black possible. It sent message to those who saw her before death, if they saw her, nothing but a void of darkness awaits you. Her mine weapons were the bow and dagger. The Bows being either the Superior Dragonbone Bow though heavy did the job when needed and her other bow being the Superior Ebony Bow. Arrow types ranged from job to job but she had it all. Her Dagger was a special weapon she crafted and used magic to make it better though the magic element was done by someone else. The weapon was called Legion for we are many, the name being it has killed many and had the chance of trapping a soul as some clients requested such a thing.

The dark skinned elf turned out to be the listener, the only one who could hear the Night Mother. At this point Astride had sent her out to complete a contract, this one having no restraints. She was after a man though there was nothing really on them other then what they looked like. The dark elf sat on Shadowmere on a nearby road, the target was not to far form here. The problem was the target was not still and seemed to be on the move, she could not tell it was them until she got closer so she was guessing it was them. With a slight kick the horse of the dark started its pursuit of the person. Shadowmere was quick as he closed the gap pretty quickly, eventually she had managed to pull up next to him to see his face which at this point gave away who she was due to the get up though the mask was a little strange to see. He seemed to be rushing somewhere, somewhere he was not allowed to go to or he could make things harder. The person soon pulled ahead a little though the masked woman had let them as she drew her bow from behind her. Her arrow type was selected, it was a steel tip which has poison on the end in case it did not slow him down.

She had to aim and hit him when the time was right. She had no idea someone else was after this person as well as Shadowmere did what it did the best, chase the target until it went down. The landscape of Skyrim was massive so she had much time to hit him. She also had back up clothing for when the heat was on which happens time to time, her back up was of a workers inn outfit. Her skill was partly increased due to the magical properties of the mask which also worked on her lockpick skill as well as alchemy which was something she worked on time to time.

So the man was fleeing into the mountain side, hiding among the trees, or attempting to. Flying so far overhead, she saw everything, the deer, the tigers, and him especially. Her vision was blurred almost, seeing everything with heat in their forms, undead could escape this type of vision easily enough, but people like him, couldn't...no matter where he fled.

Her ears twitched, in this form, her hearing was even more heightened, she heard a horse, her vision switched to the side, seeing the form of a person, whereas the horse was blurred due to it's un-natural status, this intrigued her really, but right now she focused on her prey...the man trying his best to ride through the forest. Tucking her wings in, she dived down , heading at an extremely fast speed before bringing her wings out to fly in a diagonal line before finally straightening once at a direct angle to the mans back, before suddenly swooping and gathering him from the horse back, followed by a yelp and slight scream from him before she landed a few feet away, the horse taking off the other direction.

She grabbed the man by the throat with her left hand, standing there with her wings folded as she stared him in the eye. Suddenly he yelled out, "Vampire!!!" She nodded to herself. "Close, i'm far better than a mere vampire. But you already knew that, didn't you?" She stated, the man's eyes widened as she suddenly bit into his neck, draining him dry within moments before violently tossing him aside. Her eyes gazed around, scanning the environment for the sign of life she spotted in the air.

Shadowmere the unnatural horse had managed to stay on track though a being in the sky seemed to have over taken it and reached the target before them. It seemed the figure had got to the target first and was also in the way so a shot was out of the question. She could of shot an arrow to the knee but there was no point. The arrow left the bow and was put back with the rest of her arrows which ranged from many different arrows, she had at least five of each type on her. Her bow was soon placed behind and with a mighty pull Shadowmere came to a stop, only a few feet away from the target and the being that flew over them. It could only be one thing, it was a vampire of some sort though which type was yet not known.

Shadowmere and the rider just stayed still as they looked the two down though quickly watched the vampire throw the victim away like tainted sweetroll. The mark was most likely dead but she would have to check as some people were stronger then others yet this was a vampire so it was probably a waste of time. The masked Dunmer quickly got off the dark horse and pulled out her knife, for now she ignored the vampire and went to the corpse. Her footsteps made none existent sounds, the perks of being one with the shadows and art of the assassin. When she was next to the body she gets on one knee and checks the corpse to find that they were indeed lifeless. The mark was taken but not by her, in the end it did not matter too much as they went to the dark place, once someone was marked they were bound to visit the father of the Brotherhood.

With the dead being dead she gets on one foot and turns to see the figure in the dark, did she target him for a sole reason other then for blood? Her dagger dubbed Legion hang on her waist as she approached the undead being. The dark elf was not scared of a vampire due to having met one in the guild and two have done things that would be considered messed up and insane such as share a coffin with the night mother. Of course she kept a nice gap between the two as she did not know if she was hostile though if she was an attack would of most likely occurred already. The Dark Brotherhood member looked at the vampire and pictured her in great detail in her head though for the vampire the same could not be said for her as the mask known as Krosis covered her face, the only thing that was known was she was a Brotherhood member. She had quite the feminine figure too so there was that for a hint.

"Out for a midnight snack are we? You are out pretty far for a vampire unless you are more then an ordinary vampire."

Despite her unnatural senses, extremely heightened by the Vampric Lord appearance she took, like most Werewolves, forms meant everything to vampires. Only Vampire Lords could take the vampiric Lord form, but it was unlikely the arrival nearby knew about that much yet. Then she heard the oddest of clicks, the movement on the body she just killed as the other checked it over.

Then she sniffed, eyeing the smell of blood from the body before turning. Facing the creature who spoke to her. The other woman wore odd clothing to say the lease, with a distinct aura about it. The vampire tilted her head, before her appearance suddenly shifted, reverting to her more humanoid appearance, with a dull yellow eye hue. Sabrina looked the other woman over briefly, eyeing her features, showing her own more curved, feminine shape, deceiving of what she really was and how strong she was. No visible weapons except for a dark ebony curved dagger at her hip, with a red hue, enchanted to drain the health out of the opponent at every strike to flesh, blood into her own form from the enemy.

"I am Sabrina, I am a Vampire Lord. Much more than a mere breed, no matter how old they get. And who are you, who shows no fear in the presence of me? To walk up calmly without phasing the slightest?" She asked, tilting her head lightly.

The dark brotherhood member heard the words of the woman in front of her, it seemed her cover form was present now. So her name was given, a name she would not forget soon. The fact she was a vampire lord added some extra info, she knew of a vampire but not a vampire lord. Behind her mask the face of the dark elf remained unchanged as her red ears looked over the person or being in front of her. The Krosis mask hid who she was and what she was though how long would it stay like that, The assassin of the dark pondered her question and remained calm, killing someone as a profession would have that effect on the person doing the killing.

"Who am I? I am an agent of darkness, I hear what no one else can hear...... I am a listener and I hear what the mother of darkness tells me, something the other cannot hear or even understand.I serve the dark lord Sithis and so who I am is simple. I am a dark brotherhood follower and I myself am not someone born in this land, from Morrowind I hail. Many don't get to know my name and so I don't really ever say it, I will tell you though....... I am Viper."

The dunmer's tone had remained the same as if seeing a vampire was normal. The brotherhood member was not to bothered about telling her stuff, the land was big and finding the same person again was unlikely though it seemed vampires had the ability track their targets. The question would be why would she look for an assassin? The blade held in her hand was soon cleaned using a rug she had tucked behind her, the blood slowly being removed and soiling the rug. With the blade getting clean her focus was split between her weapon and the vampire lord in front of her.

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Sabrina showed some interest to the assassin's words, she honestly haven't heard much about this brotherhood, other than rumors spread about the realm. Then again, she also mostly stayed in the keep with her family, safe, unknowing and quite un-caring about the outside world in the least. Why should she after all, they were mostly mortals in the outside world. If not, then trolls, giants, dragons, werewolves, and the un-dead roamed as-well, even machines made by the ancient Dwarves existed.

She placed a hand on her hip, eyeing the female ahead of her. "For a pact full of secrets, you are rather open about yourself to a complete stranger, an un-dead one at that. Not to worry of course. No one would believe a vampire spreading tales of you much less a human doing the same thing. And i've no interest in doing so either. You are a...curiosity, that has peaked my interest however. But I believe I must get going, werewolf clans are growing more restless and the hunters are even more active than usual." She peered at the assassin, "Was a pleasure meeting you, of course. Do hope we meet again." She added, beginning to walk off instead of flying, she'd save it for later, more than likely.

The trained assassin heard the words of the vampire lord in front of her though it seemed the vampire lord was planning to leave. The words "Do hope we meet again" was stuck in her mind, would they meet again and if so as they had today or as enemies? The Dunmer watched as the vampire known as Sabrina began to walk away, the word werewolf was stuck in her head as well as she knew of several werewolves, one being in the Brotherhood along side a vampire who was also in the guild of assassins. Her eyes were glued to the female being walking off making the dark elf call Shadowmere to her side. The night sky was mostly clear though sometimes a dragon could be seen flying in circles. Viper soon found herself petting Shadowmere before finally getting on, her eyes still on the being who was getting more and more faint as she walked away.

The body was laying where it fell and Viper now had to return back to the hiding place of the Brotherhood, hopefully they would not have to hide for much longer as it was unfitting and the name should still strike fear into people. The thing was she was not alone, some people had stumbled upon the two, they had seen what happened but had not heard what was said. It seemed to be two patrol guards who walked the roads in-between city's every day. Of course they were not really guards and they were in disguises but of course the dark elf would not know that at this point. Her eyes locked on to one of the two dressed up patrol people before trying to turn away where one spoke up.

Unknown Person 1: "Why do you think your going?"

Viper: ".........."

Unknown Person 1: "Hey I am talking to you....... Are you with the Stormcloaks or the Imperials?"

It sounded like a test and it sounded like a trap as well. It seemed a lot of people these days were either apart of one of them or just stayed out of it. For those in one of these factions it seemed they would clash with the other and the fight would always stay the same. Both sides had problems and she hated it when people asked her about it which was a lot of the time. Of course they had more to them then meets the eye and the more they talked the quicker she would catch on. One had a dagger behind them, ready to use it if it was needed and the other had there sword away for appearance sake. The question remained unanswered at this time as Viper was more fixated on Sabrina then these two.

Sabrina of course, was dwelling on the encounter with the strange woman from the Dark Brotherhood, she was un-sure if they'd really meet again. But as she walked, she began to pick up sounds from the way she came, from the very same woman's location. This was odd to the vampire, she didn't expect anyone else to be around, and then she sensed them.

This made her cautious, why would soldiers be around here, in the middle of the woods and practically alone. She doubted they were soldiers, and if they were what she thought they were, she'd hate them even more than the soldiers. Her eyes narrowed as she turned, staring at the two soldiers at the other woman's sides. Practically looking straight back into the other woman's eyes now that she saw the other was staring at her the entire time, what for though Sabrina wondered.

She focused on the two soldiers, her vision making everything clear, one was prepping a dagger behind his back and the other already having a weapon out. She approached the trio, moving fairly faster than any normal person in walking, almost seeming to glide toward them within the shadows; preparing to face the two if they were Dawnguard like she thought they could be. She'd stay to the sides for the moment though, and watch to see what Viper did with the two, if anything and if they were an actual threat.

Viper: "I am neither though being an dark elf I guess I would be backing the Imperials if I were to chose a side. Now get out of my way."

Unknown Person 1: "Braves words for an dark elf and murder. We know what you are, those clothes belong to the Dark Brotherhood and I don't think you took them by killing one of them. I think you are one of them."

Viper: "I guess a girl like me can't hide it from the great detective such as you, but you know I can't let you leave and let people know about me. but don't worry you will be with Sithis soon."

By this point the second person had there weapon out, they planned on killing this dark elf now, she was mocking them and treating them like they were the town fools if they were in a town. Two on one would not be hard, it would just mean more effort on her part though in the distance another person appeared and this person was carrying a bow. This person was dressed in Stormcloak clothing, he was with the other two yet that would not be apparent yet. The signal was given, the two closet to Viper had there weapons drawn.

Viper: "Hmmmmmmm is there someone else out there too, you boys are sneaky but you seem to have forgotten someone else is here."

Unknown Person 1: "The Stormcloaks will win this war but first we need to remove you from our nation."

Viper soon took a step back as one had now taken a swing at her, the swing was very brute like. Clearly this person was a caveman and the other would probably be the same as well. Viper had her bow out at this moment though soon dropped her bow just to pull her special dagger out. The person in the background by this point was readying his bow. Her dagger soon clashed with the weapon of one of the soldiers, it was used to block the incoming weapon and try to deflect it away though the weapon was much bigger then hers. Of course seeing this Shadowmere started coming to aid the dark elf, he was known to beat people to death.