Spetznaz Assault Teams wrote:Benyamin Do'urden
The Dark Brotherhood
Bravil, Cryodiil
"Well I lost track of most of our merry group. Boran's dead last I heard. Thief's guild caught up with him I think. Babbette's still somewhere up north. Fianna has her own damn coven now. I'm here, and you're still trying to get yourself killed."
He turned down the tunnel.
"Also, you lot are some prize idiots. Four thousand to besiege six thousand? Twenty six thousand to fight twenty eight thousand? I mean for crying out loud, you can't win a fight like this."
"Poor girl. Always thought I should've took her with me down south. Closest thing I ever had to a daughter, as you know. Immortal, but hey, you can't pick your family." Aladur saw the end of the tunnel soon, so he prodded Benyamin to go a little faster.
"And Fiana. Damn the Gods, she never listened, did she? She wastes that perfect Breton beauty."