Lorag stared at Ariel with his head cocked to the side and a confused expression for a few moments before Meesei approached.Taking a glance back in the direction they came, she reasoned that it was no longer necessary to remain in their beast forms. They had only started heading towards the meeting place after breaking the line of sight with the keep, and even if someone tracked them, they had been running significantly faster than any human or elf was capable of. Most likely, they weren't even being tracked. With how much damage they had caused the witches were probably more concerned with dealing with their own wounded and assessing their situation.
Meesei shifted back into her normal form, and Lorag followed her lead. Ahnasha returned Fendros' embrace, then followed suit as well. When she was back in Khajiit form, she reached up and put her arms around Fendros' neck and kissed his snout before answering his question. "As well as I can be, I suppose. I'm not hurt, and I'm so glad to see that you're alright as well. I swear, if you ever die, I'm going to kill you." She said with a slight laugh before turning her attention to Sabine, who was still in her wolf form.
Kneeling down beside Sabine, Meesei gently placed a hand on her shoulder and glanced to Ariel. "It wasn't easy for her to return to the place that had been the source of so much of her pain. It did not help that we ran into a group of young children, much like she had been only a few years ago. I think it brought up unpleasant memories. If I could have helped it, I would have allowed her to stay behind, but we needed everyone on this one. This is not a war we chose, it has been thrust upon us by Clavicus Vile. I wish she never had to return to return to that place, but the coven had chosen to make themselves our enemy."
"I...wouldn't quite say that." Ahnasha interrupted, clasping her hands together in a somewhat nervous manner.
Meesei looked to Ahnasha with a mix of interest and confusion. "What do you mean?"
"Well...if what one of the witches said is to be believed, they are only doing this because Vile has the soul of one of their members hostage. They needed to produce the gas to keep her safe." Ahnasha explained.
Meesei lowered her head and let out a sigh. "This war is a terrible thing. Clavicus Vile creates victims wherever his influence spreads, on both sides of the war, it seems. I know not what his final goals are, but they need to be stopped before he can cause more pain."
Leaning in closer to Sabine, Meesei placed her hand on her chin and gently lifted up her snout so that she could look her in the eye. Meesei's expression was one of sadness, of empathy for Sabine's situation, but it also carried with it certainty. "Sabine, you are safe now. Nothing that ever happened to you in that place will happen to you again, not while I draw breath." Meesei wrapped her arms around Sabine's neck and hugged her, holding her tightly in her embrace with no intention of letting go until Sabine could feel she was safe.
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"Like I mentioned before, I finished my last final not long before we decided to come out here. There are only a few more days left in the semester. How many finals do you still have left to do? Maybe we can handle being there for just a few days? I don't have any classes, but I can come with you all the same. I won't be able to come in the class with you, obviously, but I could wait outside. Maybe knowing that I'm close will help keep you calm, and vice versa?" Sam suggested. It was difficult to think about how to continue their normal lives in this situation. Certainly, he hoped they wouldn't have to give up everything they had worked so long to achieve.
After moving out from under the bridge, Sam walked along with Stevie along the trail through the forest, back to where they had parked. Now that he knew where they were, Sam estimated it would take a little under an hour to reach the car. It was rare that anyone actually came out to this part of the forest, so hopefully, no one had disturbed his car. "I don't know how helpful the internet will be on this. Werewolf stories and myths are all over the place on what they can do. How can we know which ones are true, and which are just fantasy? I mean, two days ago, I would have said they were all fantasy. Since it is night right now and I can still see, I'm guessing low-light vision is one of our abilities. Not to mention strength. It's fairly obvious that this transformation put a lot of muscle on both of us." He said with a bit of a smile as he put a hand on her rather firm abs, although, his expression quickly turned more serious. "It's just...this is all so stressful. I think the important part is that we need to be careful. Let's try not to put ourselves in situations where we cannot easily escape. I also think we should stick close to each other until we have this figured out. The only thing I can think of that would be worse than having to run into the wilds in my wolf form would be being trapped there without you."
Sharee turned her attention away from the Breton woman and to Sarel as he approached, carrying in tow a familiar looking Breton man. It was a relief to have something else to focus on. The way she was looking at the other Breton was not normal for her, not for other women. It made her uneasy. Regardless, she shrugged it off and looked over Serge for a moment.
"Hmm, I think myself, the rest of the crew, and the sailors operating this vessel may have had something to do with that. Still, I value people with experience. I don't care where your former loyalties lay, as long as they remain former. If you have the skills I think you do, then you stand to make some gold here. If you were an officer in the Legion, then you must have done something to earn it. That, or you were born into a noble family and they gave you your command as a birthday present, or something. Since you're here, though, I'm going to assume that is not the case.
Sharee took her eyes off of Serge for a moment when she saw Allaina walk past carrying a keg with the two other crew members Sharee had ordered to assist her. It looked like they found a few of them, so they would be able to have a proper celebration. Of course, food and drink would be tightly rationed at all other times, but for now, a celebration was in order for their success. "After we get these bodies off the ship, I think the success of our attack calls for a celebration. I look forward to drinking you both under the table." She said confidently.
About an hour passed as the crew dumped the bodies and cleaned the ship. One of the crew died of their wounds, but the rest were stabilized and set on a path to recovery. There wasn't a single Imperial ship in sight, and seeing as they had changed direction to head towards Khanarthi's Roost, there were not likely to be any pursuers. Eventually, everyone's nerves seemed to calm once it appeared they were in the clear. A quick index of their food and supplies showed that the ship had been fully stocked before they captured it, with much more than enough to make the relatively short journey to the island. Some of the crew who did not have other duties to attend to were too exhausted to do anything but head to their bunks, and for the others Sharee offered for them to come above decks.
Sharee stood next to the helm, leaning on a bannister overlooking the rest of the deck. With a little under half of the fighter in their bunks, or the infirmary, it wasn't as crowded as it could be, but there were enough for her. Just in front of her were a few kegs and a crate of mugs, out of which she had already filled up a drink for herself. "Well then, now that all the fires have been put out, we're on our way to our first big score. We'll be stopping by Khanarthi's Roost for a day or two, depending on how long it takes for me to do what I need to do to get us set up. We're on our way to riches, ladies and gentlement, but for the moment, why not take a moment to celebrate what we've already done? We are on an Imperial frigate. A frigate we took out of one of the most important harbors of an Empire that is meant to have the 'most powerful military in Tamriel.' Just let that sink in a moment. We've already done the impossible; the next part will be easy. Go ahead, take a mug and drink up, we've all earned a celebration for this feat." She said before taking a swig of the alcohol in her mug, which she immediately identified as a kind of Colovian brandy.
"Hmm, I think myself, the rest of the crew, and the sailors operating this vessel may have had something to do with that. Still, I value people with experience. I don't care where your former loyalties lay, as long as they remain former. If you have the skills I think you do, then you stand to make some gold here. If you were an officer in the Legion, then you must have done something to earn it. That, or you were born into a noble family and they gave you your command as a birthday present, or something. Since you're here, though, I'm going to assume that is not the case.
Sharee took her eyes off of Serge for a moment when she saw Allaina walk past carrying a keg with the two other crew members Sharee had ordered to assist her. It looked like they found a few of them, so they would be able to have a proper celebration. Of course, food and drink would be tightly rationed at all other times, but for now, a celebration was in order for their success. "After we get these bodies off the ship, I think the success of our attack calls for a celebration. I look forward to drinking you both under the table." She said confidently.
About an hour passed as the crew dumped the bodies and cleaned the ship. One of the crew died of their wounds, but the rest were stabilized and set on a path to recovery. There wasn't a single Imperial ship in sight, and seeing as they had changed direction to head towards Khanarthi's Roost, there were not likely to be any pursuers. Eventually, everyone's nerves seemed to calm once it appeared they were in the clear. A quick index of their food and supplies showed that the ship had been fully stocked before they captured it, with much more than enough to make the relatively short journey to the island. Some of the crew who did not have other duties to attend to were too exhausted to do anything but head to their bunks, and for the others Sharee offered for them to come above decks.
Sharee stood next to the helm, leaning on a bannister overlooking the rest of the deck. With a little under half of the fighter in their bunks, or the infirmary, it wasn't as crowded as it could be, but there were enough for her. Just in front of her were a few kegs and a crate of mugs, out of which she had already filled up a drink for herself. "Well then, now that all the fires have been put out, we're on our way to our first big score. We'll be stopping by Khanarthi's Roost for a day or two, depending on how long it takes for me to do what I need to do to get us set up. We're on our way to riches, ladies and gentlement, but for the moment, why not take a moment to celebrate what we've already done? We are on an Imperial frigate. A frigate we took out of one of the most important harbors of an Empire that is meant to have the 'most powerful military in Tamriel.' Just let that sink in a moment. We've already done the impossible; the next part will be easy. Go ahead, take a mug and drink up, we've all earned a celebration for this feat." She said before taking a swig of the alcohol in her mug, which she immediately identified as a kind of Colovian brandy.
Nice. It has been quiet for a while. I'll post in a bit if no one else has. (after you, of course)
"If I did, you wouldn't have agreed to it." Ahnasha said as she continued to run with Ariel in her arms. It didn't seem as if they were being followed, but all the same, she kept running until they were out of sight of the keep. Even then, she continued at a brisk jog, which for her normal form would have been a full run. She repositioned Ariel in her arms to be more comfortable, then continued on towards the meeting point.
Meesei kept her eyes on the two witches as they were ascending the staircase. Other than the fact that they were close quarters with multiple werewolves, the presence of the children had likely swayed their decision not to attack. In their minds, to start a fight would have guaranteed the children's deaths.True to her word, Meesei and the others headed upstairs without so much as a threat from them, apart from a low growl from Lorag.
When Meesei laid her eyes on the door, she could tell it was mere moments from being breached. She needed just a bit more time to open the way for their escape, so she would need to do something to delay the witches even further. "Stand back from the door." She said as she started charging magicka through her body. For this spell, it was obvious she was in deep concentration. An exceptional quantity of magicka welled up around her, to the point that alteration energy was visibly swirling around her. Just as the door seemed like it was about to break, Meesei unleashed all of the energy at once into a telekinetic blast that snapped the weakened door off of its hinges and sent it flying out of the room along with a veritable wall of force. Anything or anyone on the other side would be thrown just as easily. Hopefully, the attack would not be fatal to anyone, but it would certainly give them just enough time to escape.
Luckily, Meesei had enough magicka remaining to enact her escape plan. On the far side of the room, she quickly placed down two fire runes side by side on the wall, then stood back with the others. "Stand clear!" She ordered as she held out her hand and let a small charge of lightning magic arc from her hand to one of the runes, activating it. They exploded one after enough. The heat was enough to be felt even from where they were standing, but the fireball itself did not extend to them. The hole it created was not especially large, but it was big enough that Lorag could still squeeze through it, so it would do. "Go, jump down and let's get out of here."
As the others were jumping out of the hole down to the ground below, Meesei started her transformation. She was no longer concerned with her amulet, so she did not waste time removing it before taking on her lycan form. By the time she was finished, the others had made their way outside, so she was clear to leave. Like Lorag, she had to squeeze through the relatively narrow opening, and in the process felt the heat of a fireball exploding behind her. It singed her fur, but otherwise did not harm her before she made it through the hole and down to the ground below. Once she was out, the entire pack took off into the forest, with fire spells being launched at them from behind until they were no longer in view. After they were out of sight of the keep, they changed direction to head towards the designated meeting place. If all had gone according to plan, Ahnasha an Ariel would already be there, or at least would arrive shortly afterwards.
The meeting place was a uniquely large mushroom tree between the keep and the hunter's cave, at which Ahnasha and Ariel had arrived a few minutes before the rest of the pack. Ahnasha had finally got around to setting down Ariel, though she remained in her beast form just in case they had to run away again for whatever reason.
The rest of the pack arrived shortly afterwards, with no serious wounds visible among them. Ahnasha was relieved to see them all safe, particularly Fendros, as she was sure he was for her. This made the second time they had stepped into mortal danger in a single week, though thankfully, this task ended with considerably less bodily harm, on both sides. Even so, Ahnasha was not completely pleased. Although it was only a brief conversation, the Dunmer they encountered revealed that the coven may not have been quite as complicit in this war as they believed. It was bittersweet news, as it meant that the coven was not directly an enemy, but also that they had caused considerable damage to the people and property of a group that was just as much of a victim in the war as they were. It was necessary, but it still left a sour taste in her mouth.
"Well...at least that is done." Ahnasha commented, her voice carrying no joy or enthusiasm for what was actually a resounding success of a mission. Their plan had worked flawlessly, but at this point, Ahnasha viewed it as more of an unpleasant chore that needed to be accomplished than anything else. The others approached and took a moment to rest under the tree, still in their beast forms. If anyone had any doubts as to Ariel's loyalty beforehand, they were erased now, especially considering that she trusted them enough to be surrounded by six werewolves in their beast forms all at the same time.
Meesei kept her eyes on the two witches as they were ascending the staircase. Other than the fact that they were close quarters with multiple werewolves, the presence of the children had likely swayed their decision not to attack. In their minds, to start a fight would have guaranteed the children's deaths.True to her word, Meesei and the others headed upstairs without so much as a threat from them, apart from a low growl from Lorag.
When Meesei laid her eyes on the door, she could tell it was mere moments from being breached. She needed just a bit more time to open the way for their escape, so she would need to do something to delay the witches even further. "Stand back from the door." She said as she started charging magicka through her body. For this spell, it was obvious she was in deep concentration. An exceptional quantity of magicka welled up around her, to the point that alteration energy was visibly swirling around her. Just as the door seemed like it was about to break, Meesei unleashed all of the energy at once into a telekinetic blast that snapped the weakened door off of its hinges and sent it flying out of the room along with a veritable wall of force. Anything or anyone on the other side would be thrown just as easily. Hopefully, the attack would not be fatal to anyone, but it would certainly give them just enough time to escape.
Luckily, Meesei had enough magicka remaining to enact her escape plan. On the far side of the room, she quickly placed down two fire runes side by side on the wall, then stood back with the others. "Stand clear!" She ordered as she held out her hand and let a small charge of lightning magic arc from her hand to one of the runes, activating it. They exploded one after enough. The heat was enough to be felt even from where they were standing, but the fireball itself did not extend to them. The hole it created was not especially large, but it was big enough that Lorag could still squeeze through it, so it would do. "Go, jump down and let's get out of here."
As the others were jumping out of the hole down to the ground below, Meesei started her transformation. She was no longer concerned with her amulet, so she did not waste time removing it before taking on her lycan form. By the time she was finished, the others had made their way outside, so she was clear to leave. Like Lorag, she had to squeeze through the relatively narrow opening, and in the process felt the heat of a fireball exploding behind her. It singed her fur, but otherwise did not harm her before she made it through the hole and down to the ground below. Once she was out, the entire pack took off into the forest, with fire spells being launched at them from behind until they were no longer in view. After they were out of sight of the keep, they changed direction to head towards the designated meeting place. If all had gone according to plan, Ahnasha an Ariel would already be there, or at least would arrive shortly afterwards.
The meeting place was a uniquely large mushroom tree between the keep and the hunter's cave, at which Ahnasha and Ariel had arrived a few minutes before the rest of the pack. Ahnasha had finally got around to setting down Ariel, though she remained in her beast form just in case they had to run away again for whatever reason.
The rest of the pack arrived shortly afterwards, with no serious wounds visible among them. Ahnasha was relieved to see them all safe, particularly Fendros, as she was sure he was for her. This made the second time they had stepped into mortal danger in a single week, though thankfully, this task ended with considerably less bodily harm, on both sides. Even so, Ahnasha was not completely pleased. Although it was only a brief conversation, the Dunmer they encountered revealed that the coven may not have been quite as complicit in this war as they believed. It was bittersweet news, as it meant that the coven was not directly an enemy, but also that they had caused considerable damage to the people and property of a group that was just as much of a victim in the war as they were. It was necessary, but it still left a sour taste in her mouth.
"Well...at least that is done." Ahnasha commented, her voice carrying no joy or enthusiasm for what was actually a resounding success of a mission. Their plan had worked flawlessly, but at this point, Ahnasha viewed it as more of an unpleasant chore that needed to be accomplished than anything else. The others approached and took a moment to rest under the tree, still in their beast forms. If anyone had any doubts as to Ariel's loyalty beforehand, they were erased now, especially considering that she trusted them enough to be surrounded by six werewolves in their beast forms all at the same time.
Just finished that post, and goodnight.
Ahnasha moved upstairs and began work on setting up the fire salt flask as Ariel was placing the runes. Just as Ariel had indicated before with her detect life spell, the tower seemed completely empty, apart from the Dunmer they had just carried outside. She made sure to place the somewhere that it would do the most damage. Some of the production equipment was upstairs as well, so the flask would cause a chain reaction with those as well. Additionally, it would put a hole in the floor that would cause the detonation of the runes on the ground floor. Since they did not need as much time to escape, Ahnasha cut the fuse in half; as she did not want anything to interrupt the detonation once they were escaping.
Once Ariel was upstairs, she motioned over to the door from her position kneeled down next to the flask. "Open the door, I'll light this one. I cut the fuse in half, so we'll need to make sure to move quickly. I'll light this, then I'll get us out of here quickly." Ahnasha said, creating a small flame on the tip of her finger. She hovered it over the fuse, then looked up to Ariel. "Okay, go get out onto the wall!" She shouted. Once the fuse ignited, she jumped up and ran for the door, beginning her transformation as she sprinted. By the time Ariel turned around to see if Ahnasha was following, she was in her werewolf form and only a few feet away. She snatched up Ariel, holding her close to her body with one arm, then leaped off of the wall out of the keep. In her wolf form, she could easily handle the drop, so as soon as she hit the ground, she was able to keep running away from the walls with no delay. After about fifteen seconds, she heard an explosion behind her, followed by a chain reaction of detonations, and the deafening collapse of the tower. Technically, she could have put down Ariel at that point, but even while running on only two legs, she could cover more ground more quickly while carrying her than if they were walking together. Her destination was the meeting place they had designated on the way to the keep, which was about ten minutes away at a good pace.
Meesei saw that the witches were near to breaking through the door, but when she heard the unmistakable sound of a tower collapsing outside, the witches outside paused for a moment. The shock and surprise of yet another detonation delayed them from breaking through hopefully long enough for them to escape unhindered, and without having to kill any of the witches. She had an idea of how to escape without needing to use the doors, but first, she needed to get Lorag and Sabine from downstairs.
Meesei headed downthe spiral staircase to the scene that was unfolding below. The first thing she saw was Lorag standing mere feet from two witches, both of which were hesitating. Sabine was curled up in a corner cowering in fear, and was likely the source of the witches' confusion. On the far side of the room, she could just make out the form of one or more children hiding behind some barrels, who were almost certainly the reason for Sabine's current condition. Meesei walked down the staircase carrying a commanding posture. It was fortunate that Lorag had not yet attacked, as it was possible in this situation that they might avoid bloodshed.
"Hold." Meesei commanded, keeping a firm eye locked on the witches. In such a close range environment, Lorag would almost certainly be able to kill them before they could do too much harm with their spells, but all the same, she kept a ward visible around herself. "Taking your lives is not our purpose here. Stay your hand, and you will be safe. They will be safe." She said, motioning to the children behind the barrels. "Attack, or follow us, and you will not be safe." Meesei walked over and kneeled down in front of Sabine, while Lorag maintained his position and continued to look intimidating. Meesei placed a hand on the right side of Sabine's wolfen face and looked into her eyes with a soft, caring expression. "Sabine, it is time for us to go. They will not harm you, and we shall not harm them. We just need to leave now, okay?"
Once Ariel was upstairs, she motioned over to the door from her position kneeled down next to the flask. "Open the door, I'll light this one. I cut the fuse in half, so we'll need to make sure to move quickly. I'll light this, then I'll get us out of here quickly." Ahnasha said, creating a small flame on the tip of her finger. She hovered it over the fuse, then looked up to Ariel. "Okay, go get out onto the wall!" She shouted. Once the fuse ignited, she jumped up and ran for the door, beginning her transformation as she sprinted. By the time Ariel turned around to see if Ahnasha was following, she was in her werewolf form and only a few feet away. She snatched up Ariel, holding her close to her body with one arm, then leaped off of the wall out of the keep. In her wolf form, she could easily handle the drop, so as soon as she hit the ground, she was able to keep running away from the walls with no delay. After about fifteen seconds, she heard an explosion behind her, followed by a chain reaction of detonations, and the deafening collapse of the tower. Technically, she could have put down Ariel at that point, but even while running on only two legs, she could cover more ground more quickly while carrying her than if they were walking together. Her destination was the meeting place they had designated on the way to the keep, which was about ten minutes away at a good pace.
Meesei saw that the witches were near to breaking through the door, but when she heard the unmistakable sound of a tower collapsing outside, the witches outside paused for a moment. The shock and surprise of yet another detonation delayed them from breaking through hopefully long enough for them to escape unhindered, and without having to kill any of the witches. She had an idea of how to escape without needing to use the doors, but first, she needed to get Lorag and Sabine from downstairs.
Meesei headed downthe spiral staircase to the scene that was unfolding below. The first thing she saw was Lorag standing mere feet from two witches, both of which were hesitating. Sabine was curled up in a corner cowering in fear, and was likely the source of the witches' confusion. On the far side of the room, she could just make out the form of one or more children hiding behind some barrels, who were almost certainly the reason for Sabine's current condition. Meesei walked down the staircase carrying a commanding posture. It was fortunate that Lorag had not yet attacked, as it was possible in this situation that they might avoid bloodshed.
"Hold." Meesei commanded, keeping a firm eye locked on the witches. In such a close range environment, Lorag would almost certainly be able to kill them before they could do too much harm with their spells, but all the same, she kept a ward visible around herself. "Taking your lives is not our purpose here. Stay your hand, and you will be safe. They will be safe." She said, motioning to the children behind the barrels. "Attack, or follow us, and you will not be safe." Meesei walked over and kneeled down in front of Sabine, while Lorag maintained his position and continued to look intimidating. Meesei placed a hand on the right side of Sabine's wolfen face and looked into her eyes with a soft, caring expression. "Sabine, it is time for us to go. They will not harm you, and we shall not harm them. We just need to leave now, okay?"
I think I can get one post in before going to bed. Might not be too long.
"I...I don't know. I barely remember anything about the transformation. I remember a lot of emotion...bloodlust, but it's all very hazy. Still, it seems like we didn't attack each other, at least. I don't know what is going to happen once we are around people again, but we can't let them know about it. No one, no matter how close to us, can know. If we think we're going to have a problem with transforming, we...we can come out here again. Out in the wilds, obviously with more supplies. Hopefully it won't be necessary, but if it is, that would at least be a short term solution. Long term...I have no idea. Maybe...well, we were attacked by a werewolf, so there are obviously others out there. Maybe not all of them are so aggressive? I have no idea how we would find them though." Sam responded, running his hands down his face as he was overwhelmed by problems he couldn't solve.
Letting out a sigh, he stood to his feet and reached down to help Stevie up. "I don't know what we're going to do, but for now, we can at least get back home, now that the rain has stopped."
Letting out a sigh, he stood to his feet and reached down to help Stevie up. "I don't know what we're going to do, but for now, we can at least get back home, now that the rain has stopped."
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