Epilogue
A few weeks after Zin-Dar and Anglor’s entitlement-parties, they still keep their cooperation strong. Whenever the Dark Brotherhood is on missions to kill someone rich or lonely, they bring valuables back. The Thieves Guild still keep their no-killing policy tight, since the cooperation between the two factions is only known to the two souls running the organisations.
Slowly, as the Dark Brotherhood has gotten its Dark Hand back, their operations is stronger than ever. Zin-Dar and Anglor is now standing next to a construction site, on the Waterfront. They bought five properties and have carpenters build one big house, open for all the homeless in the Imperial City. The house will contain twenty beds, with a footlocker for each person in need of temporarily storage. This is the first project they are realising, one among the many ideas they have for the brighter future.
Anglor, standing next to Zin-Dar, takes a deep breath of relief: “We may be using dirty money, but I’d say it comes out pretty shiny in the end, don’t you think?”
Next to the two men, stands a rather tall lady, with a wry smile on her face. She is discussing business with a dark brown man with short brown hair, in a brown vest.
Further away, in the shadows of some houses, a tall man with unique characteristics peaks out. He has silvery hair combed back and dark green cat-eyes. He wears a dark robe, with his hood on.
The rest of the district is filled with blacksmiths, tailors, book sellers, general goods merchants, sorcerers, mercenaries and other businessmen who have helped unravel an adventure Zin-Dar never thought he would embark on.
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