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If it's alright, I'd like to make a fairly significant timeskip. Like, a two and a half month time skip.
Ahnasha shrugged her shoulders. "Honestly, I don't even know. I only have basic knowledge about all of this, so I suppose we'll both learn together. Meesei might know a bit about raising children, but, well, Argonians lay eggs, so pregnancy isn't really her specialty. With how much we're going to need to stop and hunt, a least at first, it will probably be a few months before we reach Thorn, so definitely before then. It's kind of unfortunate that I am probably going to be in an uncomfortable state for a lot of the time that we are in Thorn, but I'll make the best of it."

Meesei nodded. "Of course. I can give you an abbreviated account of our history that touches on the major points, and perhaps give more detail if you find it interesting. It would be more than most outsiders know, so it would be great for first impressions. As for Jel, I will do my best. I've heard it is a difficult language to learn for one not born into it. It is one of the only spoken languages in Tamriel that is not based on Ehlnofex, so it is quite different from all the others. I have heard it describes as the closest language to pure thought, certainly closer than Cyrodilic. Honestly, if you wanted, we could start right now." She said, looking across the crew members going about their duties around them. "We could head down to our bunks. I think we might start getting in the way of the crew if we stay up here too much longer."
Ahnasha chuckled. "If that isn't a dangerous statement, I don't know what is. At any rate, I'm not sure. I've been thinking I might be, but it might just be my mind playing tricks on me, since I know it is going to happen. It has only been a month, after all. It could also just be all the food I've been eating at this stage; I've had quite the appetite, if you haven't noticed. Khajiit pregnancies do not last as long as those of Dunmer, and our cubs are born smaller, but mature quickly. I will not get as big as you would expect of an elven woman, but it will be quite obvious."

Meesei thought for a moment, trying to think on what social mistakes an outsider might be apt to make. As with any civilized society, there were plenty of obvious ones, but there were more subtle differences she should be made aware of. ""Well...there is one aspect of our beliefs I do not think many outsiders are aware of. Sithis also plays a role in our beliefs. It is difficult to explain the specifics, especially to one without much knowledge of our culture, but the Hist show...reverence? Respect? I'm not sure which word adequately described their relation with Sithis. At any rate, you should also avoid disrespecting Sithis. I can tell you one way to make a good impression is to make an effort to learn more about our history and culture. Showing that you are at least attempting to be educated about us would help identify you as someone who wants to live in the Marsh with the Argonians, as opposed to merely living alongside them. As I said, I cannot tell you much about the specific culture of Thorn, so you will need to pick up on that as you go. Most residents of the cities in the outer Marshes speak Cyrodilic, so you should have no trouble there, but it may also be helpful to learn some basic Jel, just in case. Non-Argonians often have a hard time pronouncing some words, but just understanding it could be useful."
"If there is any truth to its reputation, then it will at least be beautiful." Ahnasha commented as Vos slowly disappeared behind them.

"Argonians do not tend to have any specific problem with Bretons, if you are worried about that." Meesei added. "There are some groups who distrust all outsiders, but incidentally, they tend to stay in the inner marshes, away from outsiders. As I mentioned before, Thorn is one of the cities in the Marsh that was founded by the Empire in their attempts to settle the region. They eventually met with failure, of course, but the city remains, as does that influence. The outer marshes are not too inhospitable for non-Argonians, and the city itself will be no harder to live in than Vos. The culture and demographics will obviously be different. I've heard that city Argonians are not as communal as those raised in villages, such as myself, but I would expect neighbors who will help you when you need it, and expect help from you when they need it. Once you earn their trust, of course. From what I have gathered in my travels outside the Marsh, Argonians do not trust as easily as other races, but are very loyal to friends."

Meesei smiled, placing a hand on Ariel's shoulder. "If you have any questions about my homeland, your potential next home, just ask. I want you to be as prepared as possible."
Meesei silently laughed at Janius' choice of clothing, although what was more amazing was that one or more of the hunters actually willingly wore such clothing. Meesei herself just wore a simple red dress that looked clean, while Ahnasha picked the same dress she had wore the last time she was in the city. Lorag still played the role of bodyguard by wearing his armor, just as last time.As they were coming into view of the city, Janius made a point about the weapons they were carrying.

"I suppose that is true, but we should still avoid selling more than one or two at a time to the same merchant. We can, however, go to multiple merchants. Ariel, you will need to take the lead while we are in the city, not only because you are the only one who can safely handle the weapons, but because you know the other merchants best." Meesei commented.

Once in the city, Ariel took them from shop to shop to sell the weapons. General store merchants, blacksmiths, and even jewelers were where they found the most interest. As uncomfortable as it made Meesei, the blacksmiths were likely to just sell the weapons as is for their usefulness against undead, which were much more common than lycans. Other merchants were more interested in the silver content and would probably melt them down to retrieve and re-purpose the metal. Even though most of the merchants knew Ariel, they still had to confirm the weapons' silver content, so each sale took longer than Meesei would have liked. Since they were usually only able to sell one to each merchant, they only sold a few of the weapons. Regardless, the gold they made for each sale was considerable and would go a long way to helping Ariel, especially once they sold all they were carrying.

Their last destination in Vos was the docks, where Ariel found them a ship bound for the mainland. It was a fairly small ship, but the distance they were traveling was also fairly short. It would be only a day or two before they reached their destination. Luckily, they only had to wait for about an hour and a half before the captain was ready to set sail. As they set off from the docks, Meesei and Ahnasha stood on the top deck, looking back at Vos, while Lorag went below decks to search for the alcohol the captain had mentioned when they stepped aboard.
"Hmm, I don't know. In all seriousness, some more stamina in battle would be pretty useful. It would play to my strengths, as it would give me the extra energy to be more mobile in a fight." Ahnasha commented as she began collecting their leather to pack into a sack. "I could also get an enchantment that makes up for a weakness, like magic resistance or something. I'll see what Meesei recommends, probably once we're on the road."

Once Meesei had set Ariel on her task, she began packing whatever the others were not. It was difficult to prioritize what to keep versus what to leave. On the one hand, more silver weapons would mean more gold for Ariel, but it would also reduce the number of supplies they could carry. She wasn't worried that they would be in danger of starving or anything, as they were more than proficient enough at hunting to sustain themselves if needed, but the less supplies they carried at a time, the longer it would take to reach Thorn. Ultimately, she decided to carry with them as many silver weapons as they could afford. They were not in a particular hurry to reach Black Marsh, and those weapons would help Ariel in a big way.

It took some time to collect supplies from around the cave and pack what they needed, but after a few hours, it seemed they were ready. They were each dressed in their city clothing, with bags and pouches divided among them appropriately based on what they could carry. They were carrying the bare minimum in terms of supplies, with the rest of their bags dedicated to the silver weapons that Ariel had helpfully wrapped in cloth. "It seems that we are ready to leave. Ariel, can you think of anything in Vos that you still might need while we are passing through? We should avoid selling many of the silver weapons in the city itself, as that may draw suspicion, so we will not have much extra room, but we will do what we can."
I would also be completely good with that.
I'll be involved, especially if this is the last one.
in pvp, will respond in a bit.
Are we really going to end up fighting six more of these? I would be involved, of course, but I'm at the point where I'm starting to grow fatigued of fighting. It's not all about me, of course, just letting you know where I'm at.
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