These Dark Brotherhood gits are a bunch of real amateurs. I, quite by accident, successfully sneaked up on and assassinated a man who turned out to be an assassin sent after me.
I don't know who sent him. It might have had something to do with all the guards I killed in Markarth. I tell you, one drinking contest in Whiterun and the next thing you know you're waking up in a temple on the other side of Skyrim being accused of trashing it in a drunken revelry. Then you leave, witness a brutal murder, get hired to investigate it, uncover a hideous conspiracy, get stitched up for a bunch of murders by that conspiracy, fight your way out of the city and just for fun, get set upon by a bloody dragon the moment you get out.
I only wanted a drink.
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