Drazker
Son of Sithis
Hello, mortals. I come to Skyrim bearing bad tidings. The Dread Father sees all and has bore witness to the decay that has infected the Dark Brotherhood. Killing solely for contracts and coin, they have abandoned Sithis' way.
He has seen fit to conjure me from his very being, The Void, and send me to Tamriel to once again evoke his will upon the masses. A steady stream of souls for my Father I shall supply. None shall be exempt, so pray you are not among the unlucky who cross my path.
I have recently arrived in Whiterun Hold. I wish to get to know these poor humans before sending them to The Void; lull them into a false sense of security. Then, when the sky goes black, their fate is sealed.
You may commence groveling for your life, worms.
Hail Sithis!
He has seen fit to conjure me from his very being, The Void, and send me to Tamriel to once again evoke his will upon the masses. A steady stream of souls for my Father I shall supply. None shall be exempt, so pray you are not among the unlucky who cross my path.
I have recently arrived in Whiterun Hold. I wish to get to know these poor humans before sending them to The Void; lull them into a false sense of security. Then, when the sky goes black, their fate is sealed.
You may commence groveling for your life, worms.
Hail Sithis!
