I stepped into Sheograth's giant throne room, stepping over skulls and bones of loyal servants. I walk directlty up to the throne, past the bowing Orcs, and said to Sheograth himself " It is done your Blood-Sword's lust for blood is ended." Sheograth leaned down taking to me a deadric claymore that was, instead of gold runed as it was originally, glowing red and was but a short sword to him. "Thank you Mortal." He anwsered my call. "My reward Sheograth?" I said calmly. " Ah, Yes your reward....is to DIE!" I was too shocked to move as his arm came down and... Arygon was blown apart by the force of the swing behind Sheograth's spell. "Ahhhh... foolish mortals." At that moment while examining the sword he spotted a small note that read "I saw that coming. Yours Truely: Arygon" And just below, on a steel chain was tied, a ticking Dwemer Blasting Charge...

BOOM! Haha, take that! Too bad Arygon had to die. (Or maybe it was a clone and the real one is laughing real hard right now.)

rofl that was funny. now that raises the question (at least for me) How many Dwemer Blasting Charges will it take to hurt a Deadric Prince?

Don't worry about Arygon dying I'm still putting out more stories of before he died

Great short here, has an unexpected ending to it that was rather funny. Keep up the good work.