Fendros would be lying through his teeth if he were to proclaim that Ahnasha's offer wasn't tempting after kissing her and seeing the length and breadth of her. There was plenty of time today, so Fendros saw no harm in in taking Ahnasha up on her proposal after relaxing for another half a minute in the warm pool.

Slowly nodding, Sabine wiped her face of tears and went over to resume brewing more healing potions. She was still bleary eyed from crying, but Meesei's words had helped to calm her down. Later, she would need to look out for ingredients, but for now she had what she needed for about three more of them. She also wanted to be around should Meesei or Lorag need anything else.

The rest of the day was a mix or rest and recovery and settling into their new temporary home. Janius eventually found a mattock and a shovel inside which made his job of digging shallow graves for many of the hunters much easier, while building the pyres for the Dunmer fallen was assisted by the firewood piles that the hunters had kept, as well as some oil to help light it.

Fendros managed to finish most of what he had set out to do, even after fooling around with Ahnasha in the morning, but found he that when he tried to scavenge arrows that all of the hunters' arrows were silver headed. Unsuitable for him to handle. He would need to buys some more in town or make some more arrowheads.

After a quick reagent hunt in the afternoon, Sabine found some more ingredients suitable for healing potions, but not for regeneration potions. Unable to brew the regeneration potions as she needed, Sabine finished reading through the journals she had found. Once she found where the hunters had procured the purple gas, from commission from an alchemist hailing from an organisation known only as 'the Coven', Sabine's initial suspicions were confirmed. She looked over to the flask of swirling purple transforming gas and wanted to shatter it against a wall and get rid of it immediately, but she had to know how it was made. Using every trick she knew, Sabine took samples of the flask's contents and tried to test its reaction to various substances to try and work out what was in it. It was a complicated brew, and even after analysing it for most of the night, there were not many conclusive results by the end of the day.

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After nightfall, a robed female shadow strode along the barely visible path that lead up to the hunter's cavern. She held a vial on a short length of rope, hanging the vial close to the ground. The vial itself was pulsing with light as she followed a particular path, then faded if she strayed from it. The vial's light seemed to be guiding her. Warily, she entered the cave in front of her, being extra vigilant for traps or ambushes. She seemed to slow her pace as she walked through the empty, battle-ravaged rooms that still had stains of red where blood had fallen. She looked more and more apprehensive as she continued.

Detecting the crackling sounds of a fire ahead, she put away the vial and prepared a spell in her hands. An illusion spell to mask any traces of her as she entered the chamber. Janius was on watch at that point, and had detected an somewhat familiar smell approaching, but he couldn't quite place where it was he recognised it from. It didn't seem to be coming any closer as far as he could tell, that was until he processed what the green light that was flying towards him was all too late. Janius didn't recoil, he just completely froze up, barely even able to breathe, let alone raise an alarm. He watched the spell's origin step into the firelight. In a dark robe, the apothecary Ariel approached with a worried look.

Ariel's gaze panned the camp they had set up until she found Sabine sleeping peacefully near to the fire. Ariel kneeled down next to Sabine and tried to nudge her awake. "Sabine, awake dearest," Ariel whispered. Sabine groaned and stirred. "Awake sister." Sabine's eyes slowly opened, then she threw up her arms in panic, hitting away Ariel's hands and scrambling back off her bedroll and away from Ariel. She started to hyperventilate in sheer terror and eventually managed a scream that took Ariel completely off guard and woke up everyone. Sabine, whether it was voluntary or not immediately began to transform into her wolf form in front of them all, but before she could finish, Fendros and Ahnasha were up and armed, directing their weapons to the apothecary. "Don't. you. move." Fendros said, his sword pointed forward.

The spell on Janius was released and he slumped and exhaled, trying to regain his balance, before drawing his axe and threatening the Apothecary. "Ah! Paralysis! I hate being paralysed."

"I-I-I'm unarmed, please." Ariel pleaded, her face and her scent showing fear.

"Wait, you're the apothecary, the one I saw in Vos." Janius said, "what are you doing out her-?"

Janius was cut off by a dreadful roar from Sabine. She had fully transformed and was about to attack.

Ariel, utterly terrified and apparently unthreatening, pleaded louder. "Hold on! Please, please! Sabine! Just listen!"