An eye for an eye
Requested by: @ziggy-zaggystardust
It was simple the town of outlaws was the perfect place for a boy with a talent for killing. Thieves the prominent smell of mead and the misty fog the added to the overall aura of Riften. Lucien chuckled to himself... he was on the run from the dark brotherhood...they kept trying to recruit him but Lucien had always been weary of anything that could put restrictions on his “specific lifestyle.” Lucien liked killing not out of malevolence. He liked it as an art form the skill of a blade. The power of life or death in his hands. He also loved the fact that where the law failed death wouldn’t.
Lucien was Swift he preferred killing those who deserved it.Abusers,bullies,and ruffians. He was also sought after as an assassin even though he was outside the dark brother hood or morag tong. In his experience people who wanted somebody dead usually had their reasons.
So he had come to Riften a place filled with rowdy underground markets as well as enough ruffians for him to work for weeks. Best part being the guard was used to finding bodies here and there no investigation it was commonplace ,and well the guard was corrupt. He had a small satchel on his hip full of goods he had stolen off his last victim. A High class type who cares little for thier underlings. Now the only person who has to worry about them at all was the undertaker.
Lucien was determined to see the thieves guild in skyrim they had a peticularly good fence as well as being discreet.
Lucien was waiting ,and watching the busy Riften streets. The ebb and flow of townspeople,The killers lurking amount them ,and the beautiful ignorance in which they carried themselves. When he heard and felt a snap.
Somebody had cut his satchel and took it.So Lucien darted after them hiding behind objects before finally catching up to the thief in an unpopulated part of town.
“Think you can take what ever pleases you?” Lucien questioned.
“Perhaps you shoulda took better care of you’re stuff.” The thier replied.
“In that case perhaps I can take something from you.” Lucien smirked.
Moving swiftly and pinning the man down with his knees on the mans chest.
Lucien reclaimed his bag from the mans hands and took out a dagger.
“Im sorry I’m sorry There’s really no need to get nasty.”
The man begged
“Usually I’d be inclined to agree ,but you know what the old saying is an eye for an eye.” Lucien smiled.
Holding the mans eyelid open with one hand sliding the dagger in and using the dagger to pop it out.
The issue with that is the eye was still attached until Lucien cut the nerve that held the eye inside the mans body and took the eye in his now bloodied hand and inspected it.
“Tell me how much do eyes go for in a theives market? I hear they’re wonderful for alchemy.” Lucien wondered aloud.
To a grown man with one bloodied socket whom he was still on top of even though the thief was squirming.
“Shhhh... Now we’re not done.You took a bag from me with a set of items. It’s only fair I should do the same.”
Lucien explained whilst plucking out the mans other eye. Placing them both in his Newly retrieved Satchel before walking away. Wether the man bled out Lucien cared little all he needed to do was scare the man into learning his lesson.
NOBODY STEALS FROM LUCIEN LACHANCE.
