The Lich King - Blades in the Dark In the night can be seen between the stained wooden structures shadows of ill intent. They move within the darkness eyeing their target not knowing he was toying with them. I knew their fate before they drew their first blade. Why did they come for me? That is the question. My hand was already resting upon the hilt of my sword, ready to plunge it deep within the gut of the first attacker. Closer they move. Soon, my steel will be ever so closer. I could tell by the sound of their steps this was custom for them. However, hunting down bastards such as these was mine also. The first one moves only to be met with the sizzle of my ward. Ha, the realization that their mark wasn't such an easy one. My sword finds its way into the Khajiit's stomach as it's arm's flail in vain to escape it. To oblivion I commit your ghost. You and all the rest shall find the same fate. May the Daedra you serve have mercy upon you. As soon as I left the tavern I