Vendetta's Threshold

Slade gave a hearty laugh to the sly definition Burke gave to 'other purposes'. Oh yes, and the 3 he had encountered served their purposes quite well..

"Yes, I took have been caught in the web of interest with Melphala and Sithis. This, along with the wisdom I hold in killing, has given me this mark."

With that, Slade cast his shoulder within the filtering and suffocated light, giving the company a view of The Dark Brotherhood emblem. The scarlet paw.
A mark that he found nearly impossible to fade away, simply by looking at it.

"One day, I may call you a fellow Brother in the cult of carnage, friend." he stated, as he moved to his original posisition away from the light.

As the man raised his own questions, Slade calmy answered them. He could not grow angry at one who he had found a tad of liking to. Especially one with manners, and a proper tongue. This one, unlike many, earned his aristocratic respect.

"We must hunt, and fill the caches for our Shadow Queen, Meldresi. She wishes they stay stockpiled to ensure her survival, her pups survival along with our own. "