EliteCommander

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

"Hmm, maybe we can figure that out while we're there? I'm not sure if they would write down the specifics of their dealings with Daedra anywhere, but it is a possibility, I suppose. The magic you describe does sound interesting. Even without the magic that involves ripping out hearts, any kind of magic that comes directly from gods or Daedra can be powerful, and unique...not to mention dangerous. I'm not entirely sure what a hagraven is, other than that it is some kind of powerful bird-person, but if they are willing to transform themselves irreversibly like that, then they must be powerful. I think Meesei here would probably question you on it for three days straight if you let her." Ahnasha commented with a smile.

"One thing that has me curious is why your hagravens always select girls to bring into the coven. It seems like a strange criteria from which to base their selections; men would be just as capable of your magic, I'm assuming. Are there even any males in the coven? If not, I imagine that would be a strange way to grow up, and would probably be even stranger transitioning from that life, to life in Vos." Ahnasha asked curiously.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

"I swear, you call me an elf one more time..." Lorag muttered quietly, not actually intending to do anything. For once, he didn't quite know how to respond and mostly just wanted the conversation to shift away from himself.

Ahnasha yawned as Sabine left. She was rather tired, but did not quite want to leave yet, as she still wished to talk to Ariel a bit more about her. "So Ariel, I know you are an alchemist and a mage, but what kind of magic exactly is it that you practice? If Meesei has taught me anything, it is that isolated groups like the coven which raised you can know unique forms of magic that is unknown to most organizations. Breton wild mages have a certain reputation for the kinds of strange magic and rituals they perform. Turning people into birds, ripping out people's hearts and replacing them with some kind of magic plant. It seems like they have a lot of esoteric knowledge. Breton witches also always seem to be associated with lycanthropy and vampirism to some extent, though...it does seem a bit strange to me that there is a coven of witches like that so far from HIgh Rock. How did a coven like that end up in Morrowind, or are there a lot more than just Bretons there?"

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

"Huh, what?" Lorag responded with a bit of confusion, his eyes moving up from gazing at the water to looking at the other. "Yeah, uh, no, uh...I wasn't listening. Something about eggs or sap or something?" He began, his mind having been to distracted by relaxation for him to actually pay attention to what everyone else was saying. He straightened himself up and tried to take on a more serious demeanor so as not to look like an old lady at a spa, or something of that nature. He was unnecessarily self-conscious about how much he was enjoying this pool.

"So, um, these pools. Where can you find these things other than Varden, Vvara, Vaden..."

"Vvardenfell." Ahnasha interrupted.

"Yeah, right, that. Where else are these things? They, uh, they clean better. Warm water and everything." He asked in a forced casual tone.

Meesei stifled a laugh." They're often found in volcanically active areas. You can find them all over Morrowind, I believe. Not so much in Black Marsh, unfortunately. The water there is often warm, but nothing like this. You are enjoying yourself, aren't you. I hear for Humans and Elves, baths like these are really good for your skin." She said with an amused smile.

"Hey, don't look at me like I'm some dainty High Elf or Bosmer. I don't need any kind of pampering or skin treatment or whatever. It's just...more efficient." He responded defensively.

"Don't worry, I believe you completely." Meesei said with somewhat of a smug grin. In all seriousness, it was nice to see Lorag enjoying himself with something that did not involve inebriation or drawing blood. Or both.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Hey Frettzo, do you happen to have the time to post in the collab with Dirssi and Haklo?

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Meesei held up her hand, as if to stop Ariel. "No need to apologize. As I said, I am happy to answer. From what I have heard, laying an egg is much less...painful than how other races handle it."

"Lucky." Ahnasha muttered, shifting herself slightly to become more comfortable.

Meesei chuckled briefly, then continued. "Fertilized eggs are placed under Hist trees in order to allow the sap to pool around them. Some say the sap becomes their blood, but that is more metaphorical than anything. They can hatch without the sap as well. As for caring for them, it is really just a matter of keeping them protected, at least in Black Marsh. We are well-adapted to our homeland, so our eggs are fairly hardy. They thrive in the marsh's heat and humidity. I cannot say for certain, but I would assume that eggs in colder climates would require more care and maintenance. The gestation time is about the same as Khajiit, around seven months. After hatching, we raise them in the same way you do for your hatchl...children. The biggest difference is primarily cultural, which is that our hatchlings are not named until their naming day ceremony, which involves licking the sap of a Hist tree."

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

"I think I'll stay here a bit longer, but I'll join you soon." Ahnasha said to Fendros as he left, before turning her attention back to the conversation.

Meesei lowered her gaze and let out a light, slightly depressed sigh. She held her hands clasped together just above the water, running her fingers over one another. "No, I have not, but...I have been thinking on that recently." She said. Her tone was not precisely sad, but rather uncertain. "I have been keeping a closer track of the date than usual, as I have been trying to figure out what the phase of the moon will be when it is time for Ahnasha to give birth. Today is Morndas, correct? Middas will be the twenty-ninth anniversary of my hatching. I am not old, and I know that, but...there will come a time when I can no longer produce an egg."

Looking around at the others for a moment, Meesei closed her eyes and shook her head softly. "I am sorry, I should not bother you with my worries. There are many years before I will have to worry about that. To be a parent is something I would one day want, but my responsibilities now are far more pressing, and important. At any rate, why do you ask? Perhaps I can still satisfy any curiosity you have."

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

We really might want to try to finish that collab. I don't know that we have much more time.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Meesei gave a slight grunt. "To use the sap in such a way...it is no wonder things turned out so terribly for them. Once cannot coerce the Hist into serving them. As for the sap, it has many magical properties and potential applications. One might describe it as the essence of the Hist itself. To Argonians, its most important application is the connection it provides to the Hist.To ingest it, under normal circumstances, provides a direct link between your mind and that of the Hist. They speak in the purest form of thought, to show you through visions what they wish to tell you. It also served a reproductive role. We place our eggs at the base of a Hist tree, then the Hist allows its sap to form what we call hatching pools beneath it. It helps to form a solid connection between the hatchling and the Hist. Eggs can be hatched without it, but they will not have that same connection. My position as shaman...well, that is always the term I have used to describe it to you, as it most closely describes my responsibilities. My actual title was Treeminder. Different Argonian villages have different customs when it comes to such positions. Some have multiple treeminders, others declare anyone whose responsibilities have them working with the Hist a treeminder. In my village, the Treeminder was one of the three leaders of the village and was meant to be the expert in all magical and spiritual matters. As a result, I am quite familiar with the uses of the sap."

Meesei's position within her village gave her insight into the Hist, but even she could not admit to knowing all they were capable of. "Of course, Hist sap has more than just those properties. The sap is a direct link to the Hist, and the Hist is more than just a collection of powerful trees. The Hist's essence, it's...presence, is almost uniform across Tamriel, perhaps all of Nirn, except for in Black Marsh, where it is concentrated the highest. For all I was taught, even I cannot say I fully understand the nature of the Hist. All I know is that it is an integral part of nature, so you can imagine what a dedicated and intelligent mage or alchemist might be able to do with the sap, how they might use it to manipulate the natural world around them."

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

I don't know if it would be appropriate in this situation to bring in more to that fight.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Hey witch, we should probably get to work on that collab. Frettzo, if you get the opportunity, you should join as well. We can use the same pad we used last time.