EliteCommander

Elder Scrolls: Terror of the Padomaic

I really should have considered how tired I would be at midnight before I said I would post later. I'll start working on mine now, but I may not post it until tomorrow.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

For my next post with Dirssi, it would probably be best to collaborate it with Witch and Frettzo. Do either of you happen to be on at the moment (though I am going to have to leave in a few minutes)?

Elder Scrolls: Terror of the Padomaic

I think I'll adopt the strategy of waiting until later tonight for my next post again. I won't be ending the fight, but it will essentially move to a different phase.

Elder Scrolls: Terror of the Padomaic

A very nice post, that. I find myself unable to describe things in such detail.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Ahnasha shook her head. "No, we do not often find our way into cities, so there is little opportunity. Although, I suppose Vos is the first city we have really been in since we got together. Fendros has only been with us for a bit over a month. Our usual territory is in Cyrodiil, though, so I doubt we'll face many problems there; it is probably the most cosmopolitan place in Tamriel."

"We will probably be heading to Black Marsh soon." Meesei added. "If you face any problems there, it will not be because you are a Dunmer and Khajiit couple, it will be because you are Dunmer and Khajiit. Of course, it has been hundreds of years since their have been hostilities with either group. We do not have the lifespans of elves, very few Argonians today were alive when the Dunmer were causing problems for us, and it has been centuries since the last conflict with the Khajiit. Tensions are not nearly as high there as they used to be. That being said, Argonians are a very independent people. Respect their ways, and you will probably be fine, but be careful not to offend. Some clans can be more dangerous than the marsh itself."

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

"I gave her some instruction." Meesei chimed in. "Though I admit, the concept of having to teach someone to swim seemed strange to me at first. For Argonians, it is almost an instinct. Walking and swimming are learned just as easily. It seems inconvenient to me that you have to have to stay above the water most of the time. Gills, waterproof scales, and a strong tail make swimming much easier, to say the least."

Ahnasha gave a short grunt. "I wish I had waterproof fur. You wouldn't believe how long it takes to dry. Some Khajiit do not like to get in the water because of it, and I cannot say I blame them. It's worth it to me, though. Anyway, do you happen to know the owner of the bookstore, Earondil? We stopped by his store earlier, and he turned out to be a very kind individual. He overheard us talking about how we didn't have enough coin to buy one of the books I wanted, so he let us have two for the price of one. He said we reminded him of himself and his wife."

Elder Scrolls: Terror of the Padomaic

After the lapse in activity, I'm glad it is moving along.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

"Yeah, yeah. You're still a city boy at heart, aren't ya' Janius? I guess we should start keeping everything nice and clean and proper for you. We could build you some furniture and make that skeleton over there into your servant. It'd be just like home, wouldn't it?" Lorag teased in a joking tone as he took his place in the pool. He wouldn't admit it verbally, but it was surprisingly relaxing, and he kind of regretted not using it before.

Ahnasha sat down near the pool's outlet next to Fendros. Before speaking up, she took a deep breath and submerged herself completely underwater and started to try to wash the blood from her fur. Her feast before ended up coating parts of her head, neck, chest, and hands in blood. It was more difficult to wash fur than skin, but after a few times dunking herself underwater, she washed at least most of it from her face. Once she settled down, she wrapped her arm around Fendros' shoulder and her tail around his waist.

Ariel was sitting to the left of Ahnasha and had taken her spot in the pool not long before Ahnasha was completely settled. Ahnasha gave her a smile. "See, told you it was relaxing. I can't believe you have never even gone swimming with others before. Do you not have many other friends in Vos? Or is swimming just not a common activity for them?"

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

It's alright. I just finished posting in another RP, so I'll respond now.

Elder Scrolls: Terror of the Padomaic

Sharee looked out over the water, then up to how much the sun had shifted in the sky over the horizon. It had been roughly half an hour since the second group left, so it was about time for them to begin. "Speaking of the ship..." She began, turning around to face the rest of her group. "Alright everyone, this is it. We've given the others enough time to get into position. Now, it is time for us to strike. We're going to be coming up at the ship from below, so I hope you're ready to climb. Drink your potions and follow me. I'll go slow so you can keep up."

After waiting a moments for everyone to finish the potions, Sharee waded out into the water, then dove underneath its surface. One by one, each of her crew followed, with varying degrees of grace. Some of them were obviously not strong swimmers, so Sharee had to keep an annoyingly slow pace for her, but her potions would last more than long enough to account for their slow speed. They moved along the bottom of the harbor among the kelp which grew from underneath them. Such concealment was likely unnecessary, but Sharee reasoned that it could not hurt. As they moved along, she could see that the anchors she had sabotaged before, or at least the ones she could see, were still tied securely in place. Any ships which tried to pursue them would be in for a surprise if they tried to raise anchor.

Sharee led the group to the far side of the ship, away from the dock, in order to delay detection for a bit longer. She grabbed on to the closest piece of loose wood to the water and pulled herself up to the next solid spot. There were a few nets hanging on the side of the ship which would make it easier to climb, but Sharee avoided them so that she wouldn't get in the way of others who needed them more, as she was more than agile enough to climb up a more difficult path. Just as she was nearing the railing to the deck, she stopped, drew her cutlass, and held it in her teeth for a moment as she reached into her satchel for a vial of stamina poison. She popped off the cork and poured it over the blade before replacing the vial in her satchel and once again taking the blade in her hand. The poison would almost immediately begin to fatigue anyone she cut as long as some of it still remained on the blade, which would hopefully give her an advantage.

Most of the others were now on the side of the ship, waiting for her go, so Sharee took a deep breath, pulled herself up over the railing, and ran at the nearest sailor to her. It was an East Empire company guard, fully equipped in their usual light armor. He started to turn as soon as he heard Sharee's feet hit the deck, but did not recognize what was happening before it was too late. She thrust her cutlass forward and stabbed him through the chest with enough force to rip through his leather armor, ending him quickly. Withdrawing her blade from his body, she let him drop to the ground as she drew one of her curved daggers in her left hand, ready to move to the next target. Once the group on the docks noticed the fighting, they would hopefully rush to the loading ramp and guard it against any city guards who tried to make their way on board to help the sailors, and do prevent any sailors from escaping.