• Aboyfalling

    I hadn’t thought about it much, really. How every bone-chilling aspect of it made my lips curl upward into a detestable grin. How, without it, I would still be living on the streets with no family. How death was the only thing keeping me alive. The Coterie was now my family. They fed me, clothed me, and even gave me somewhere I could call home. We are the most powerful group of thieves and assassins to ever have its grip around Kirkwall’s very throat.


    I had been given a trivial task. Bringing down entire kingdoms was nothing short of what we did every day. I was to assassinate an Orlesian noble- who, by no slight chance, had double-crossed one of our higher-ups- and make it quick. It was clear to me, as it always had been, that failure wa…

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