I am the master slayer Hired-contract killer I employ the shadows of Riften to do my bidding
Invisible, I lie in wait Swiftly annihilating my target Jugular vein severed by ebony The work of the Brotherhood; no questions are asked
Revered and feared by all I listen for my Mother's call Relentless and brutal, pleasure in butchery Savouring the taste of Mer blood I relish a kill in the silence of night Skin of the victim may be worn Masquerading in Orsimer flesh The pleasure of the kill
Khajiit thief on the roads of the Eastmarch Fate will swiftly be met Pleasure in a slow, merciless kill I batter the bitch to the floor
Digging out her face with Mehrune's razor My pleasure is met by her screams I rapidly stab her jugular vein And stamp her head into the dirt
I loot her for skooma and strip her of clothing A battered and bloody bitch wasted on the road I drag her carcass to the outskirts of Windhelm And bury her under the snow
I am the master assailant The Brotherhood serves me well My mastery is feared through the nine holds of Skyrim Titus Mede shall feel my wrath