Traveling through The Elder Scrolls: Skyrim

Chapter 126 Rest in Peace

"Cindy? You scared me to death."

The moment I heard the other person's voice, I felt relieved. Cindy, that damn girl, loves to play tricks on me. She is powerful, a vampire, and has never met Helgi. This trick made us tremble with fear. Although it was just a false alarm in the end, Helgi was very dissatisfied with Cindy's behavior. No matter how she teased him, she just ignored him with a cold face. Cindy was asking for trouble, so she had to make fun of me again, and once again laughed at me for not being vigilant. I have long been accustomed to this kind of thing. I directly avoided the topic and asked her why she came to the border of Yar to bring it. I would never believe that I "coincidentally" passed through the same city with an assassin of the Dark Brotherhood.

"Oh... don't mention it. This trip is so troublesome. I'm so exhausted."

Cindy sighed and sat on the ground, looking like a pitiful bricklayer. However, the red light flashing in her eyes and the smug look at the corners of her mouth and eyebrows exposed her true nature as a coward.

"Let me guess? You're here for both personal and business matters, right?"

Cindy was no longer surprised by my ability to predict the future, and she lazily replied, "Then tell me, what is private business? What is public business?"

"The private matter is the dagger. You once said that the owner of the hilt was Jorgen of the Axe-Bearing Clan. He lived in this city of Mosal."

Cindy nodded and motioned for me to continue.

"It's official business. Naturally, you have to assassinate someone in this city, right? Are you carrying out the mission alone this time, or are you scouting for someone else?"

This is not difficult to guess. There is an orc named Lubke living in the Merced Inn in Mosal City. He is one of the targets of the Dark Brotherhood. I want to pretend that I am just an ordinary person who is good at analysis. Naturally, I can't even say the name of the target, otherwise Cindy will suspect that I have other informants in the Dark Brotherhood.

According to the game process, when Astrid received the task of assassinating this person, he had already fallen out with Cicero, and the player was officially certified by the Night Mother and became a listener of the Dark Brotherhood. In this way, has Cindy become a big shot that even Astrid is afraid of? Looking at her carefree appearance, it doesn't seem like it. I shook my head. What happened in this other world is not completely consistent with the game. It is also the plot of the Dark Brotherhood. The task of assassinating Helvard is ranked after the assassination of Lubbock, but now, the grave of the former lord guard of Falkreath is full of nightshade and death knell flowers. Perhaps, Rigel's little sister is really just a small follower who helps others scout the place as she said.

Cindy jumped up with a somersault, and Helgi was so scared that he immediately summoned a fire element and threw it in front of me. The two girls confronted each other for a few seconds, and in the end, Cindy, who was once a small leader of a bandit gang and a killer of the Dark Brotherhood and had the blood of the vampire Cyrodiil family, prevailed. Helgi hid behind me with grievance, unwillingly pulling the corner of his clothes, staring at Cindy with his most ferocious eyes.

"You guessed wrong! Hahahaha! Even you, Locke, can guess wrong sometimes!"

Cindy laughed too happily, and I didn't know whether she was laughing at my wrong answer or proud of herself for making Helgi lose face. Seeing that the little girl behind me was about to cry because of her, I had to intervene again and force the topic back to her.

"So, you took time out of your busy schedule to follow us just to let me guess the riddle?"

Cindy seemed to have just remembered the purpose of her trip. She touched her nose and looked up at the sky. This girl always likes to pretend to be deep in front of me, but she always fails for one reason or another, and this time is no exception. Without any warning, heavy rain poured down. Cindy's eyes were soaked by the rain, and she shook her head like a drowned cat. The thick fog was dissolved by the rain, just like sinking into the river, disappearing without a trace.

"Come with me, come quickly."

Cindy ran to the top of the mountain, and Helgi and I followed closely behind. The rain-soaked land was muddy and the rocks were slippery. Even though the three of us were very agile, we still ended up in a mess. The rain was getting heavier and heavier. Cindy pulled off her hood and put it on Helgi's head. She raised her hand to wipe the water off her face and pointed to the ruins of a burned house halfway up the mountain, indicating that we should take shelter there.

This ruin was once a large mountain villa, built with a mixture of wood and stone. As part of the second floor was destroyed by fire, we have no way of inferring its original size. The first floor is relatively intact thanks to the large amount of stone. The stream on the hill flows through a man-made channel, surrounds the main body of the villa, and converges into a pond in front of the main entrance. The colorful flowers make the ruins even more desolate. We found a corner where we could take shelter from the rain. Helgi pulled off his hood and threw it to Cindy, and brushed his wet short hair behind his ears. Cindy was not angry, but smiled flatteringly. She brought three broken bricks, invited us to sit down, and then took out a few bottles of wine from the corner with ease.

"The conditions here are tough, please don't mind."

She treated this place as her own home. Helgi and I took a sip each and waited quietly for her performance. Cindy kept looking Helgi up and down, making the little girl feel uncomfortable. I knew she wanted to get rid of the child.

"If you have something to say, just tell her directly. There's no need to hide it from her."

"Well, here's the thing. My mission this time was assigned by the family, so I asked for leave from Astrid in the name of personal matters. Didn't you also tell me not to tell her about the family's affairs? So I had to hide in the dark when I came here. But this matter is a little more complicated than I thought, and I can't do it myself. Just when I was in trouble, I happened to meet Lord Locke. So, I was thinking, can you do me a small favor for the sake of the boss..."

"No help! Brother, we agreed to leave after we finish shopping!"

I didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and secretly cursed Cindy for not knowing how to do things. How could you find ways to laugh at someone before asking them to do something? Helgi refused bluntly, saying this and got up and walked out.

"No! Little sister, wait a minute! I want you to see someone." Cindy quickly blocked the exit and turned to shout outside the door, "Helgi!"

This shout stunned the little girl, and her face was full of disbelief.

"You...how do you know my name is..."

But before she could finish her words, a silver light flashed behind Cindy. It was the ghost of a little girl. She stood timidly in the middle of the room, looking back and forth at the three of us. Finally, her gaze fixed on me.

"dad?"

"I'm not your father, son. Perhaps you could tell us who you are and what happened here."

The ghost turned his head and looked at Cindy to ask for her opinion.

"Helgi, good boy, this big brother is your good friend. He can help you find your father."

The ghost began to tell her story. Her name was Helgi, the daughter of Hruga, a resident of Mosar. Her father was hardworking and reliable, and the family lived a pretty good life. The house they lived in was spacious and comfortable, and the location was excellent. The food, clothing and daily necessities were even more enviable. Even the fire for heating was made of bear fat, which was not a good thing that a small family could enjoy. However, just a few days ago, she was awakened by smoke while sleeping and found that the whole villa had been engulfed by a raging fire. Although the little girl hid in a corner, she ultimately could not escape the fate of being buried in the sea of ​​fire, and her father had never returned here since the death of the mother and daughter.

Cindy dropped her playful smile and cleared her throat.

"Okay, Locke, and this little sister, I have reason to suspect that the fire that killed Helgi was a conspiracy, and it was related to my mission. But as I said, it is not convenient for me to investigate this matter. Now, are you willing to help me and this poor little girl?"

"Brother, her name is also Helgi! Let's help her, okay?"

Helgi's eyes were filled with tears. Her pity for people with the same name made her forget the little unhappiness she had experienced before. Cindy was also very surprised that the two girls had the same name. Only I had a blank expression and was as calm as a Buddha.

"Cindy, can you please talk to me for a moment?"

I left Helgi, the man and the ghost, in the house and walked to the living room, which had lost its roof. The rain came quickly and went away quickly. If it weren't for the ripples on the pond, I would have thought it was no longer falling. Cindy followed me, with a smirk on her face.

"Didn't you say that we didn't have to hide it from the child?"

I met those dangerous red eyes and said word by word: "I just want to save some face for you. If you don't mind, we can go back to the house."

"No, no. It's nice here. The air is fresh."

Cindy pretended to take a deep breath, as if she was really enjoying it.

"Cindy, you keep asking for my help, but you never make it clear what you want to do, nor do you make it clear to what extent you want me to help you. You know my identity very well, and I am taking a great risk by appearing in this place. Since it is inconvenient for you to come forward to investigate, do I not need to hide my whereabouts? How can I dare to agree to your request when you are so evasive? And you still say that you are doing it for the boss's sake? Think about it with your juniper-sized brain. If something happens to me in the area controlled by the Imperial Legion, and Rigel is alone in Falkreath, who else can help her?"

Cindy's face turned red and white as I scolded her. I didn't wait for her to argue and continued to criticize her.

"Cindy, you and I both came from the Pinewood Lookout. Although I haven't been with you for a long time, I really regard you as my brothers and sisters. You know it yourself. It only takes a few days to get from Helgen Town from the Shame of Helgen. How far is the Dark Brotherhood's Sanctuary from Falkreath? How can you sleep well when there are tigers and wolves lurking beside your bed? The boss and I let you join these two organizations. On the one hand, we want to save your life and make the best of a bad situation. On the other hand, we also hope that you can continue to be our eyes. But you really regard them as your own family. If one day, they ask you to take Rigel's head, will you also be happy to obey?"

My last words completely infuriated Cindy. Red flames appeared in her eyes and her two long fangs came out of their sheaths with a clang.

"Who do you think I am? The boss saved my life. Without her, I wouldn't be who I am today!"

"It's best if you remember these. I also hope you know that Rigel's current situation is not as safe as it seems. The old nobles in Falkreath and the new forces around them all have their own ulterior motives. I am her wing, you are her eyes and ears, and Eddie is her retreat. There are only three of us she can trust and count on. Now is not the time for us to fight among ourselves."

"Who wants to fight with you?"

"Then put away your pathetic pride, tell us what you know, finish your work here and get out of here! Someone needs to keep an eye on Rigel."

Cindy stopped being stubborn and began to explain the purpose of her visit.

The Cyrodiil vampire family hidden in the Shame of Heima strictly abides by a set of traditions. It is said that this tradition was inspired by Clavicus Vile and can protect the vampires from being hunted by humans. This is also an important reason for their survival and continued development and growth. If a family member violates the tradition, anyone who finds out is obliged to report it to the elders. If his crime is judged by the elders, he will be expelled from the family and executed. If he flees for fear of crime, he will be wanted and hunted down by the family.

The family branch led by Cnaeus into Skyrim was tasked with hunting down a traitor. This person was Movarth Piquin, who had committed three felonies: kinslaying, creating offspring without permission, and entering the world. It is said that Movarth was not transformed into a vampire voluntarily, so after he survived the weak period of blood awakening, he used his skills as a vampire hunter to kill his own transformer and escape the pursuit of his family. Several years later, he appeared in his hometown, Skyrim, and quickly developed his own tribe. Movarth's actions were once very high-profile. He was keen on power and very eager to have his own territory, which inevitably put himself in the target of public criticism.

Cnaeus once cooperated with Vighar, a nobleman in Falkreath, in exchange for his eternal life in exchange for the other party's protection and support. This is also the traditional practice of the Cyrodiil family, that is, to obtain the status and sphere of influence recognized by human society by intervening in local political activities, and steadily advance long-term plans on this basis. They successfully found the traces of the target and surrounded it with their allies. However, Movarth's strength was far beyond imagination. In the subsequent closing operation, Cnaeus was seriously injured, Vighar was killed, and his identity as a vampire was exposed. In order to maintain their reputation, the Stoon family announced to the outside world that Vighar died heroically in the operation of hunting vampires, and then buried him hastily.

At the beginning of the Fourth Era, with the collapse of Red Mountain and the rise of the Thalmor, the entire Empire fell into chaos. The various forces that had previously besieged Movarth either collapsed or remained dormant, and their targets disappeared. There were even rumors that Movarth had been hunted down by unknown adventurers in the troubled times. Cnaeus did not believe the rumors. He carefully started from the southern territory of Skyrim and gradually conducted a carpet search northward. After the Stormcloak Rebellion, the cautious leader thought that a "local" would be more suitable for the work of secret investigation. He resurrected Vighar for this purpose, but unexpectedly, the latter was killed by us immediately, but he soon gained Cindy unexpectedly.

After a period of observation, Knaeus recognized Cindy's abilities and was pleasantly surprised to find that this young person was more low-key and cautious than the aristocratic Wegohar, so he officially gave her the task of searching for Movas.

"Find him and send him to Cold Harbor, his destined resting place."