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Perhaps not the most appropriate time for a conversation, but I suppose it does speak to his character. Were Sharee there, she would probably chide him for not getting immediately to work, but, at the same time, she might end up doing the same thing depending on what mood she is in. Never said she wasn't a bit hypocritical.
After heading down the stairs to the ship's upper deck, a Breton woman ran in front of Sharee to take point, which was perfectly fine by her. She had no problems letting one of her allies jump in front of the enemies' blades in her stead. Kayal and some other recruits were close behind, and at least initially, they seemed to be performing fairly well. Sharee would have liked to just let them do all the work, but they needed to clear the ship quickly, and there was still the entire lower deck to deal with.

"You two take over up here." Sharee ordered, pointing to Kayal and the Breton. "I'm going to clear out the lower deck."

The staircase going down to the lower deck was located directly next to the one leading up above decks, and as she passed, she saw another group of her recruits heading down from above. She pointed to them, then motioned for them to follow her. "Follow me, we're heading down to the bottom deck." She commanded, not even bothering to stop and wait before heading down the staircase. Just as she was heading down, one of the enemy guards was rushing up as well. He was obviously caught off-guard, as Sharee was able to kick him in the face before he could raise his blade, causing him to tumble back down the stairs until he came to rest at their base. His own sword sliced up his arm as he fell, so it was easy enough for Sharee to plunge her blade into his chest to finish him off. His friend behind him, however, was another matter, The Dunmer woman wasn't armored like the rest of the guards they had encountered, indicating that she was perhaps one of the regular sailors, but she was armed and fighting back. Sharee was able to reach up with her parrying blade, the dagger in her left hand, to block the strike easily enough, but since her shortsword was still in the chest of the guard at her feet, she wasn't able to follow through quickly with a response. Fortunately, one of the recruits behind her had sense enough to move beside her and strike at the Dunmer with his axe. She dashed back to evade, but by that point, Sharee had already pulled her blade from the guard's corpse and was able to bury it into the Dunmer's neck to finish her quickly.

At the end of the hall just ahead, Sharee could see more guards, but this time, they were actually organized. There were five of them, all armed an armored. Two had shields and longswords and were up front, while the other three were in the back with standard Imperial swords. None seemed to have any ranged weapons, but in the tight and narrow halls of the ship, they wouldn't be that useful anyway. Since they weren't in utter disarray, this fight could prove to be a bit more difficult.
Since she held her hands close to the fire, Ahnasha's hands dried more quickly than the rest of her fur. She felt the fur across various parts of her body to see how close to dry it was, but it would still be a few minutes yet before she was ready to sleep. At Ariel's question, she shook her head. "No, it wasn't. It took a fairly unique set of circumstances for this to happen. Under the influence of alcohol, myself and Fendros had a bit of a fun night together, and it might have ended there if it were not for the fact that Meesei too was intoxicated. It's not often you find a drink designed to get around an Argonian's poison resistance, so that is a pretty rare event. I wasn't even thinking about that, since my judgement at the time wasn't too spectacular. With her knowledge of restoration, she can temporarily influence one's fertility, in either direction. However, she ended up getting lost in the night and it took us all day to find her. It was already too late by then...or, well, technically I still could have ended it, but I really didn't want to do that. Perhaps not the most romantic beginning to our relationship, I know, but the past really doesn't matter to me as much as where we are going."

As she was taking a few moments to reflect on the state of her own life, Ahnasha's gaze moved from the fire to Ariel. It was hard to pinpoint exactly what kind of person she was. She seemed talkative, but not precisely social. It was just a guess on Ahnasha's part, but it seemed like she had a hard time bringing herself to take risks. Sure, she was taking part in a dangerous raid on a witches' coven, and she had willingly approached a pack of lycans she did not know, but both of those were for her sister. Family could motivate even the most timid of people. "For you, I think you could make a good mother. Although, you are right on needing to find someone first. That won't happen if you don't take the initiative, though. Talk to people, see if you can find someone you can connect with. Take some risks. I suppose there is nothing wrong with being a shopkeeper, but your life will grow stale if that's all you ever do. Maybe moving to another place would be a good idea...actually, it might be mandatory. It's not as if we are going to be wiping out the coven tomorrow; they will still be around afterwards. Even if we are perfectly stealthy and they never see you, their suspicions might still fall on you. After all, they know you have intricate knowledge of the layout of their keep, and we are going to be making use of that knowledge. Not to mention, if one of them finds a piece of hair or something you leave behind, they might be able to use that same trick you used to find us."
I believe I am going to have Sharee head to the lower deck, since Kayal and Noelle are already clearing the upper deck. Anyone who hasn't posted yet can follow either group.
Yeah, not too many posts have happened. It would probably be best just to read the posts.
What is the last thing you remember happening? Although, not too much has happened, so it shouldn't be too much.
Just checking in here.
Took a while, but I found it.
After the others had gone to their bedrolls for the night, Ahnasha sat by the fire next to Ariel, still trying to get her fur to dry to at least an acceptable level. She was having trouble keeping her eyes open by this point, but she was glad to stay up and speak with Ariel a little bit longer.

"Not definitively, but we have a few ideas." Ahnasha answered quietly so as not to wake the others if any were already asleep. "If it is a girl, Fendros wants to name her []. It's not a Ta'agra name, but I suppose that wouldn't be the first time that has happened. It's the name of one of his family members, someone he respects. He says she was a strong woman. She wasn't entirely accepted by her family, but she didn't care. She stuck to what she believed in, and was, overall, someone I wouldn't mind naming my daughter after. For me, I don't really have anyone in my family I would want to name our child after. Neither my mother or father had close ties to their own families, so I don't know much about them. I did have an idea, though. If it's a boy, I suggested Rhazii. It means 'ash', which I thought would be appropriate, given his heritage."

Ahnasha looked down and rubbed her stomach, giving a soft smile. She used to be afraid of what was to come, but now, she found herself looking forward to it. There were definitely going to be struggles. For one, their lives were dangerous, and they would need to be constantly vigilant to keep their child safe. They wouldn't be able to fight at their full strength anymore, as someone would always need to watch the child. There were many details to worry about, but Ahnasha no longer regretted it. Perhaps it was her motherly instincts taking over, but it was all exciting to her. "Have you ever thought about having children?"
What were the names they had thought of?

I found the name Fendros suggested, but I cannot find the other.
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