Bloodshed in Solitude Meticulously planned assassination attempt Foiled at the last moment Betrayal from within the Brotherhood
Skilled, hired killer Escapes the onslaught of the Penitus Oculatus Racing towards Falkreath To witness the fate of the dark ones
Festus, masked and bound Impaled by a hail of Empire steel Pinned to oak, he bleeds silently Astrid, burned mortally; fate to be decided
Ritual upon self; the black sacrament performed Take the dagger, behead the traitor The Dark Brotherhood will persist And the weak must fall For my Mother's word is law