I haven't played Morrowind yet, but I know I'm playing an Argonian because Nerevar's disaster polycule having to look an Argonian in the eye is very funny to me. I haven't decided if being a lady or a guy would be more homoerotically charged though.

Chapter 11: A Recipe For Disaster Needs Only Another Dash More

Fandom: TESIV Oblivion (Dark Brotherhood) Relationships: OC/Lucien Lachance; OC & Antoinetta Marie Rating: Mature Relevant Tags: Drugging, violent death (see all tags on AO3) Word Count: 5811

In this chapter, Silencer Zathiril and Murderer Antoinetta encounter a friend.

Then Zath takes his last potion.

In the aftermath of my chance meeting with Lucien, I was a viper no longer. Instead, I became a weary hare, or perhaps a sickly sheep. Noticeably sluggish, dazed, and gloomy. A prey animal primed for the kill. Because by the Void, I was being audited. I didn't have energy for its burdensome knowledge, nor did I have room for it in my already-crowded ribcage. You see, as one of the highest ranking members of the Black Hand, Belisarius Arius had the power to dole out very serious punishment. His was not a rank known by typical Family members. Every finger was a Speaker, and each had a Silencer for a talon, so to speak. Those pairs each formed what we called a Claw. The Valus Claw was myself and Lucien; the Topal Claw was Silencer Shaleez and Speaker Alval; the Jerall Claw was Silencer Kolfinna and Speaker J’Ghasta; and the Gold Claw was now Silencer Mathieu and Speaker Bahar. But what of the thumb, our Honorable Listener Ungolim? Was the thumb without a sharpened nail? Absolutely not. Ungolim and Belisarius both formed the grasping hallux of our Hand. That placed Belis into a role like a fifth Silencer, but it was deeper than that, and he certainly wasn't our equal. In the chain of command, he was tucked just below Ungolim and just above everyone else. This was due to the matter of succession. It was a long-standing issue for Listeners. Speakers prepared their Silencers for succession relatively easily - we were constantly by our Speakers’ sides, performing many of the same tasks under their supervision. When the time came and they were called Home, there was only a bit more additional training needed to fill in the gaps for the cycle to begin anew. For the Listener, however … how can one prepare a replacement whose identity is unknown? According to our history, centuries ago, Mother accepted a tenuous agreement to ease this problem: she would choose her Listener and she would choose someone to be their Watcher. An understudy and an heir presumptive, but in the meantime, also an enforcer, an extension of the current Listener’s will. Belisarius was Ungolim’s Watcher, and that was why his involvement was the worst possible news for me. He was the hook of that powerful hallux, ordained to curl around the neck of this exhausted hare.