Murie Retene, a middle class Breton from High Rock, has attained Journeyman level in the Arcane University in Cyrodiil. She has been working her hardest for years to reach this milestone in her magical career and the day has finally come. She cannot wait to get started on a whole new section of spells and make the next step to become an Expert and then eventually a Master.

But all is not well in the magic community. There is unrest amongst the council. People are beginning to go missing. Unusual lights are being sighted near caves and ruins. Talk of a darker force at work is spreading through the grapevine, reaching even the common folk's ears. Nothing too strange has happened within the walls of the university so life goes on as normal.

Murie is unaware of any problem. The university has largely remained untouched by such rumors, in an effort to keep its students focused on their studies. As far as she knows, she is just about to start the new school year and her biggest concerns are in tests and having time to care for her familiar.

Meanwhile, the Dark Brotherhood has sent one of its best assassins to the Imperial City for a very important contract. The Fates have aligned and they are drawing these opposite people together in an almost impossible partnership.

A/N: Guys...this is it. This is my triumphant return to after so very long a rest and that awkward OFF fic in-between (that I really ought to get back to). I'm excited. Are you excited? Cause I'm pretty freaking excited here.