The Black Dragon ' s Journal Content . Part 1 . I haven ' t felt drawn to this journal in a long time , but recent events seem to have made me long for those days when I was truly happy . When I had a family that loved and trusted me . Not like these men and women of the Order . They respect me . They fear me . But they don ' t love anyone other than the Dragon God . And maybe Primate Artorius . Before I donned the armor of The Black Dragon , I was simply a Silencer FOR the Dark Brotherhood . Now I ' m the Black Dragon , Silencer OF the Dark Brotherhood and First Sword of the Order of the Hour . It ' s not a role I chose for myself . No , it ' s a role that the Brotherhood has thrust upon me . And one I happen to be very good at . The woman known as Lyra Viria died at my hands . It was my last act as part of the Dark Brotherhood , my last act in a Sanctuary now long forgotten . After that I was no one and nothing for a time . Until I found the Order and became the Black Dragon . I ' m trying to find redemption in service to Akatosh , but has anything really changed ? I ' m still a murderer . I still feel damned . But now I ' m killing those individuals marked for death by Akatosh himself — or , at least , by his chosen representatives in Tamriel . I suppose that ' s some kind of improvement . Once I was cocksure and confident in my deeds and actions . This was true in the Dark Brotherhood ( until it wasn ' t ) and it was true as the Black Dragon . Now , however , I find that I ' m filled with a sort of discontent that makes me do something I ' ve never been really good at — asking questions . I need to think about this and perhaps have another conversation with the Primate . Part 2 . I sought out the ruins of Knightsgrave after the Enclave of the Hourglass began to feel too confining , too full of life . I don ' t deserve to mingle with so many vibrant , living beings . Death has become more than my vocation — it ' s a vital part of my life . So why not linger in this place of the dead ? < nowiki > * * * < / nowiki > I admired the statues on the stairs that descended into these ruins . The founders of the Order of the Hour were great and faithful warriors . For a time , I was proud to count myself among their number . But now ? Now I ' m not so sure . < nowiki > * * * < / nowiki > It seems that the founders or whoever came after them set out to protect this place from unwanted visitors . Obviously , the braziers serve as a key of sorts to open the way into the Path of Order . I just need to figure out how best to turn this key . < nowiki > * * * < / nowiki > Determining the order in which to ignite the braziers was child ' s play . I ' m surprised that more people haven ' t found their way into these hallowed depths . < nowiki > * * * < / nowiki > There must be another way to gain entry into the ruins . How else have these minotaur s made their way down here ? I had to kill one of the proud beasts when it surprised me . After that , I took great pains to avoid the creatures . After all , no one has ordered me to murder them . And , I suppose , they serve as guardians of a sort . Why not allow them to continue in that role ? < nowiki > * * * < / nowiki > Just beyond the armory , I encountered a chamber dedicated to the Order ' s original First Sword . I admit I feel a certain connection to Justia . I wonder if she ' d smile upon one such as I for taking up her weapon ? < nowiki > * * * < / nowiki > I spent a long time praying in the circle of pillars known as the Paragon ' s Crown . Maybe Akatosh heard my plea , for I soon discovered a tunnel into an even more ancient portion of the ruins . It appears that the Order built their original home atop an ancient cave that harkens back to a more ancient time . An impressive and , dare I say it , frightening statue of Akatosh dominates the cave . I can only assume that this place owes its existence to the Alessian Order and their efforts to raise Akatosh above all other gods . Even the scattered cages hint at darker rites than those practiced by Primate Artorius and his ilk in the Cathedral of Kvatch . < nowiki > * * * < / nowiki > The Primate , the Order , the Brotherhood — damn them all for turning me into what I ' ve become ! Perhaps down here , in the shadow of Akatosh ' s most fearsome presence , I ' ll finally discover who I ' m truly meant to be .