Michael is escorted towards Mistveil Keep, but just as he thinks he's going to get an audience with the Jail, they turn right and head directly to the prison. A minute later, he's pulled into a blank room with a single chair and table in the middle...
"Sit there, we'll see you in a minute, for now, stay quiet." one of the guards say as they leave, unbeknownst to Michael, 'accidentally' dropping the cell key. With the guards going on break, three men walk into the prison and use the key on the door.
They walk inside, the two Nords and one Breton sending a glare at Michael as they surround him, each having an iron mace on their hips. "So, this is the rat who's been causing trouble? Hmph, you look more like the boy who shines my shoes." one Nord remarks.
Michael crooks a brow, "What's this supposed to be? I don't know you, or even why you're here."
The other Nord shrugs, "That depends on you, and what happens here. Personally, I'd rather just dump your body in the Ratway."
The Breton shakes his head, and leans forward over the desk, "My men tell me you ambushed them, but, I know that's bullshit. No one would bother ambushing those retards, all they'd get from it is half a bottle of scooma and some pocket lint. No, I'm here to have you work for me... Someone who can take out Ace and his posse alone is a good find." he says, confusing the other two... Looks like they didn't know of his intention in the first place.
Michael just snorts and shakes his head, seems like he was worried for no reason. He'd thought that those guys from Falkreath had sent the Guild after him. "You guy looks like the most degenerate pieces of shit I've ever seen. In fact, I think I could sum each of you up with a few words..." he points at the rightmost Nord with a shit-eating grin. "My wife's son." he says, causing the other two to break into chuckles, the butt of the joke only understanding it a moment later.
He points at the next Nord, "My wife's boyfriend." he continues, causing the chuckling man to stop, sending a glare Michael's way.
Lastly, he points at the Breton. "You better shut your trap before you get hurt, kid." the man growls but Michael ignores it.
"My wife is my sister." he says, causing the three men to lunge at Michael. Finally sick of his shit. Michael leans back in his seat and kicks the table in front of him knocking back the Breton, all while pulling a dagger he'd managed to hide up his sleeve. He uses it to deflect the mace heading for his shoulder.
With one on the floor and one stumbling against the wall, the last attempts to grab Michael in a headlock, but loses him completely as Michael casts "Tricks of the Trade.", causing him to disappear with a puff of purple smoke.
The next moment one of the confused men cry out in alarm as a long cut appears on his back, blood spurting from it and alarming the other two. This was supposed to be a simple beatdown and intimidating job, not getting trapped in a cell with magic shit!
Cuts continue to accumulate on the men, every time they attempt to flee the cell another comes and hits them where it hurts. Their tendons, ligaments, even non-vital areas... Soon enough, the men are crippled and groaning on the floor, unable to do anything against Michael's spell.
Michael appears back in the cell, the dagger in his hand not bloody at all, as if it hadn't just been used to mutilate these men. They hadn't just been physically injured however, his Mana Break ability from Anti-Mage worked alongside the spell, leaving the men complete void of Magicka. "You guy's shoulda just left me alone." he states, slitting their throats so they couldn't tattle on him.
From what he could tell, his arrest by the guards had been unofficial and left unrecorded so that these three could deal with him as they pleased. The only people who'd know he was responsible for these deaths would be Brynjolf and the Guild... Which was still pretty bad as they were in Maven's pocket...
"Hmph, looks like I'll be cleaning up sooner than I thought. Maybe Riki jinxed me?" he mutters, cleaning his knife off on the corpse's clothes before Blinking out of the cell and turning invisible, heading back to Medresi's place. The Guild knew he and his friends would be there, so it'd be best that they left the city immediately.
Medresi might be in a spot of trouble, but he didn't really care about her if he were honest...
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Seven minutes later Michael arrives back at Medresi's place, breathing a sigh of relief at the fact the horses and cart were still here. He kicks the doors open and looks at his companions who were all doing their own thing, "Alright! We're leaving! Get your shit!" he announces. His group just nod and do as he says while Medresi sputters in confusion.
"Wait, why!?"
"Because I've just pissed off the Thieves Guild and killed three people." he deadpans, causing the woman to pause in shock.
"YOU DID WHAT!?" she immediately screams after taking a moment to process his words.
"Are you deaf?" he asks while picking his ear in irritation. "I killed some guys, the Thief Guild is pissed, that's it." he says before exiting and glancing at Charlotte who was sitting in the coachman's seat, "You lot head back to the camp outside the crypt. Tiff, I'll need you to open a portal where I'm standing tomorrow morning. Alright?"
She nods unsurely. "Are you sure? We can stay here with you, I-I'm not as weak as I used to be." she determines.
Michael smiles and grips her shoulder, "I know, but you can't help with the things I need to do. Just be ready to use the portal so I can flee without fighting through the entire city, alright?"
"O-okay..."
"Good." he gives her a kiss on the forehead, causing the girl to blush furiously, "For luck, alright?"
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Michael invisibly tracks the girls as they head to the gates and leave the city, the guards from earlier leaving them unmolested as they still think they're affiliated with Maven Black-Briar. Medresi comes along with them too for obvious reasons. She'd been seen with him, so once people started looking for him they'd head to her first.
Once he was happy that they were safe, he immediately set to work. The first thing he does is begin to scout the city, it was larger than shown in the game, so he'd need to do a bit of exploring before he could find recognisable points of interest... Specifically, he was looking for three places.
The first was the Ratway, which he found rather quickly just by looking around the central part of the city which was only accessible via bridges.
The second was in the graveyard, a tome which hid a button that would open a way directly into the Thieves Guild. It wasn't hard to find this one, the graves and uncharacteristic traffic in the area was a dead giveaway.
The third was the most important(in his opinion), Riftweald Manor, Mercer Frey's Manor which you break into in the game. He remember this part distinctly, as he'd been stuck trying to shoot those fucking switches to gain access to the place... Fortunately, his strife had burned knowledge of the Manor into his brain, allowing him to never forget, and never forgive... Never forgive the Bethesda team for creating such an annoying place.
He heads to Riftweald Manor and scouts it out for a couple minutes, eventually determining that Mercer Frey wasn't home. He enters it via those annoying switches and gets to work finding incriminating evidence. The dragons hadn't returned yet, so things would be different compared to the game, but the guy still probably had a lot of bad shit hidden.
Still, that didn't mean he himself wouldn't ignore free meals set at his feet. Mercer's Manor was chock-full of gold, gems, and other valuables. Paintings, sculptures, decorative ornaments. Michael even stole the Bust of the Gray Fox, a rare statuette dedicated to some ancient thief. The history of it went over his head, but it was sure to be valuable.
With most of Mercer's shit stolen, Michael makes his way down to the basement, easily finding the hidden entrance that led to heavily trapped tunnels. He easily floats over the trap floors with Convection however, allowing him to reach Mercer's office with ease.
Inside, he finds a desk covered in parchments, detailing plans, deals, information on members of the guild that even contained notes on things to use as leverage and blackmail against them. Funnily enough, there were parchments that contained calculations on how much gold was left in the Thieves Guild treasury, along with some notes about how long it'd take to siphon it all without seeming suspicious.
Michael stifles a grin and pockets it all before then looting the rest of the office. There must have been tens of thousands of gold here, all stored in large nondescript bags. Seems like Mercer hadn't gotten to chance to spend most of his stolen gold yet. "Don't mind if I do." he chuckles, chucking it all into his inventory.
He also steals two other notable things from the office, a book detailing advanced sneaking techniques that he tosses to Riki via the book, and a glass sword hidden in a glass case. This was Chillrend, one of the most OP swords in the game with a stupidly powerful enchantment.
If Derflinger weren't able to absorb magic and eventually cast it, he'd have swapped weapons instantly. Unfortunately, Derflinger shouldn't be able to swap sword bodies until he's destroyed... Something Michael wasn't all that eager to do without a good amount of preparation. That didn't mean he didn't have ideas about it however... He'd put Derflinger's spirit into a heavily enchanted ebony sword when he got the chance... Maybe he'd actually give Derflinger a face as well.
He shakes his head, depositing Chillrend into his inventory and doing one last check of the place before leaving. He was done with this phase of his plan, now onto the next.
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Elsewhere.
Within a large underground cistern populated by many people in brown leather armour, a small commotion occurs.
Brynjolf chuckles as he listens to Devlin speak of the recent jobs he'd had completed. The funniest of which was him sending a new guild member into Solitude's sewers in an attempt to find lost jewellery. It'd worked, but the new blood refused to take any more jobs until he stopped stinking of shit... Which wasn't going to happen anytime soon.
"So, how're things lookin' on your end? Anything strike your fancy?" he asks.
Brynjolf nods, "Aye, I ran into a funny lad earlier, seemed like a sure fit for the guild... If I hadn't been paid to have him pulled. A shame... I hope they don't split his skull in two."
"Depends what he did to them... If you paid a pretty penny, then he's probably already dead." Delvin shrugs, "Maybe he managed to talk his way outta' it though, who knows."
The duo continues their conversation but are interrupted by Mercer Frey, the stern-faced leader of the Thieves Guild wearing his usual black leather armour. He walks over to Brynjolf with a scowl, "You... What did you do!?"
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"I haven't a clue what you're talking about." Brynjolf retorts, unsure what to make of Mercer's sudden hostility.
Mercer growls under his breath, "I want to know why Maven Black-Briar is on my ass because three of her men were butchered in a jail cell!"
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Delvin can't help but start chuckling, quickly piecing two and two together with the boy Brynjolf had just spoken about. "Hahaha! Looks like that boy had some hair on his chest!"
Mercer scowls at him, "Be quiet, this isn't a joking matter!"
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