EliteCommander

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Ahnasha stretched her muscles, thinking for a moment on Fendros' suggestion. "I wasn't, but I am now. I don't know if I feel like going to sleep, but laying down for a bit would be nice. I think I'm going to head up to our room. If you want to talk and relax for a bit, you can join me." She suggested before heading upstairs. She passed Meesei on the way and asked her to wake her before they left for the festival, then continued on to her room. Most of the belongings of the pack were communal, so Meesei had not put too much thought into which room she placed everyone's items originally. It was only by the fact that Ahnasha and Fendros' belongings were stored together that they had a room together. Lorag, Ariel, and Sabine were sharing one of the rooms, while Meesei and Janius were in the other.

Rukeewei looked like he was deep in thought for a moment. One of the claws on his hand gently tapped against the bar as he formulated his response. "Hmm, Neer is a really nice person, but she is also a savvy businesswoman. If I know her, I would say she wouldn't volunteer me for this without some kind of offer. Make-up isn't her usual trade...but I think I have an idea of what she's getting out of it. Out of curiosity, what kind of offer did she make?" Rukeewei asked, almost certain that it was Neercana-Rei who made the offer.

Before Ariel could answer, Lorag stepped up and leaned onto the bar. "Sorry to interrupt, just wonderin' if I could get a drink for me and cit-uh, Janius over there. The strongest thing you got."

Rukeewei gave a light chuckle. "The strongest thing I have is a bottle of wine that costs over fifty gold."

Lorag leaned back a bit, not too enthusiastic about the price. "Uh, what do you got for under ten gold?"

Rukeewei returned a smile. "I think I can mix something together you'll like." He said. He was quite familiar with Lorag's type, as it was something he saw on a daily basis, so he knew exactly the drink for him. Grabbing two mugs, he put one to the side, then filled the other partially with a drink from the tap of a large keg, then grabbed a bottle of wine, and a bottle of brandy from underneath the bar. He quickly mixed them all together into the mug, adding a fair amount of unnecessary, but impressive showmanship to the process. Once finished, he slid the mug across the bar so that it stopped perfectly in front of Lorag.

Lorag had a completely blank, serious expression on his face until he took a drink from the mug, at which point he stared at Rukeewei for a few moments before speaking. "Don't tell Meesei this, but I think you might be my favorite lizard in all of Tamriel."

"I heard that." Meesei's voice sounded from the stairway just as she entered the main room once more.

Lorag glanced over to Meesei, then back to Rukeewei. "Eh, I stand by it. Make one for Janius as well, if you could."

Rukeewei nodded and complied, making another drink with less fanfare. Once Lorag paid for the drinks, Rukeewei gave only one warning before returning his attention to Ariel. "Just be careful with those drinks. For non-Argonians, a single mug of that can be like an entire night of drinking. Don't underestimate it."

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Meesei shrugged her shoulders at Fendros' question "I cannot say I know. It is not the custom of Argonians to celebrate particular days. We do not view time in the same way as most other races; it is not as...linear to us. The when of an event isn't nearly as important as the what. If this is a celebration for an Argonian tradition, then it is not set into a particular day. We are yet to actually see more than a glimpse the festival itself, so I cannot tell you if it is for any specific part of our history or culture yet. It could be just a local celebration. We will have to wait until we are there to find out, or you can ask the innkeeper. He is almost certain to know."

Lorag let out a laugh. "By Hircine I hope so. I still regret not getting a taste of what Meesei had that night. I'd like to fix that."

With Janius' question, Meesei actually did know the answer, though what that would mean for their immediate future rested on Lorag's self-control. "It is true that our drinks tend to be considerably stronger as a by-product of the fact that they can bypass our poison resistance. Other races can easily find them overwhelming, so I would recommend being careful. Being that this is a city, I would suspect the inn serves both Argonian and non-Argonian spirits."

"Right, got it, caution." Lorag responded with a chuckle that certainly did not fill Meesei with confidence. She had a feeling she would need to keep a close eye on him tonight.

Once back in the inn, Rukeewei greeted the group with a smile. The patrons who had been drinking in the corner before were gone, leaving only the pack and the inkeeper in the building, unless there were others in their rooms. "Ah, welcome back. From your outfits, I see Neercana-Rei took good care of you." Rukeewei commented just as they were closing the door behind them.

Ahnasha looked at the innkeeper curiously. "We purchased these from Speaks-With-Thread at the Loom and Lapis. We just need to wait on a few alterations." She said, her tone somewhere between a statement and a question.

"Oh, right. She tends to use the Cyrodilic translation of her name with non-Argonians. In any case, I'm glad you found what you were looking for." Rukeewei responded. While Meesei was collecting everyone's old clothing to take up to their rooms, Lorag was already eying the kegs behind the bar with anticipation.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

"Hmm, I don't know how easy it will be to get an audience with anyone during this festival." Ahnasha commented, thinking for a moment back to her own experiences in Leyawiin. "Usually, big events like these are very profitable for a city, but also a logistical nightmare for the local government. If Thorn is the same way, you might not be able to see anyone today. You will probably be able to at least get an appointment though, so there is that. As for what we will do, I don't know. It is going to be a few hours before I can get my dress, and we have been on the move all day. I definitely want to head to the festival, but I wouldn't mind taking a few hours to sit down, rest..."

"And have a few drinks." Lorag interrupted.

Ahnasha shot Lorag an annoyed glance. As much as she would have liked to have a drink, that wasn't an option for her at the moment. Meesei picked up where Ahnasha left off and chimed in herself. "I admit, I am interested in this festival as well. It may also be a way for you to meet some of the locals in a friendly environment. Perhaps we can take a few hours to rest in the inn, then all head to it together?"

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

"Well, I would still rather be wearing nothing, but it is functional, and comfortable enough that I can tolerate it. Let me get back into that other dress and I'll give it to Speaks for alterations." Ahnasha responded, returning to the changing room once Sabine emerged. She changed back into her old dress, then approached Speaks-With-Thread just as the others had finished picking out their new clothing.

While Meesei was gathering the coin to pay, Ahnasha gave the dress over to Speaks. "I found one I like that fits, but the tail hole is too large. Do you think you could make the proper alteration?"

Speaks-With-Thread accepted the dress and nodded back to Ahnasha. "Indeed I can, it is one of the most common, and easiest alterations I make. If I start now, it should only take a few hours. I'll just need to get your measurements before you go."

Once they had decided on what to buy, they agreed on a price and paid. Ahnasha felt that she could have haggled for a lower one, but Speaks-With-Thread seemed amicable enough, and if Ariel wanted to make friends, then it would probably be best not to argue over a few gold coins. The price was not unreasonable, at any rate. Most of the clothes they purchased were simple and cheap. Quite predictably, Janius' outfit was the most expensive, which moderately annoyed Meesei, but it did not add too much to the total cost.

The group stayed for a few more minutes to allow Speaks-With-Thread to take measurements from Lorag and Ahnasha. Using marked lengths of string, she measured the lengths of Lorag's limbs, his waistline, and a few other areas, as well as taking the circumference of Ahnasha's tail. Once finished, she took down a few notes in her logbook behind the counter. "Alright...Ahnasha, you should return here in a few hours for yours, and...Lorag, you can stop by sometime tomorrow morning. Oh, and...Ariel, right? You might want to go ahead and mention our deal to Rukeewei if you happen to be heading back to the inn. Tell him I think it is a good idea. Knowing him, he might agree without me having to say anything."

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Hey, Ryonara and Konan, can I assume in my next one that Ssarak, Meirin, and Leith moved with the guards and cleared the way to the infirmary?

Shadows in the Moonlight

"Alright, I'll be quick." Sam responded as he accepted the jacket and tied it around his waist. He took the keys out of the ignition and made sure he had the house key ready, then quickly got out of the car. He tried not to run too fast to avoid drawing attention from anyone not looking directly at him, but he still made it to the front door in less than ten seconds.

"I'm so glad we live on the first floor." Sam thought to himself as he unlocked the front door and stepped inside, quickly closing the door behind him. He was safe for the moment, but they were far from in the clear. Right now, he needed to get dressed and get back out to Stevie as quickly as humanly possible. Dashing into his room, he untied the jacket from his waist and grabbed the first things he saw out of his closet. He nearly pulled half of his wardrobe off the hangers in the process, but he managed to get dressed in a simple red t-shirt and a pair of jeans in under a minute. Sam didn't have time to go through Stevie's wardrobe as well, so he just grabbed another pair of jeans from his closet and wrapped it in the jacket as he headed back outside, so no one would be able to clearly see what he was carrying. This time, he walked much more casually back out to his car to avoid any unnecessary suspicion. He still didn't see anyone around him, but he aired on the side of caution and got calmly back into the driver's side and acted like he was going through the glovebox as he handed Stevie the clothes. "Here you go, I have a pair of jeans and the jacket. The jeans are mine, so they might be big on you, but it will be fine to get you inside."

Elder Scrolls: Terror of the Padomaic

It had only been a few minutes since Sharee's little speech, and already she had gone through her first mug of brandy and was working on the second. She was standing in a circle with a few other crew members, listening to an Argonian go on an obviously exaggerated story about some fight he had been in. He told it well enough to be entertaining, but he was a poor liar. At least when Sharee told a story of one of her exploits, she only subtly exaggerated it. Allaina was right at her side as well, drinking a mug of brandy upon Sharee's recommendation. As per usual, she was quiet, and only listening to what the others were saying.

After a few minutes, Sharee noticed Sarel's friend was making his way over to them, the ex-Imperial officer. Even if he helped them, Share was keeping a healthy suspicion about him; she wasn't ready to put any trust in him just yet. No, she needed to know more about him. Still, she gave a friendly smile and held a relaxed demeanor that could hardly be seen as anything but genuine. "Hello there. Serge, the Imperial officer. The unexpected recruit. I don't suppose you've come to test your liver against mine? Because if you don't get a few more drinks in you, then you're just not doing it right."

Allaina watched the Breton approach, but changed nothing about her nervous demeanor. She had gotten used to all the people who helped with the prison break, but now, she was completely surrounded by people she didn't know. It made her nervous, but as long as she stuck with Sharee, she didn't feel like she was in danger.

Shadows in the Moonlight

As Sam started the car, he looked down at Stevie. "Love you too." He then started off back towards their apartment. He could feel his heart practically beating out of his chest with how nervous he was. It felt like it was taking forever to get home, even when, in reality, they were actually making it back rather quickly once they made it onto the interstate. The road wasn't too heavily populated, but he still looked nervously at every car around him. He was sure to obey every single traffic law, going exactly the speed limit and making no moves that could be considered reckless, despite how nervous he was.

Eventually, Sam turned off of the interstate and towards their apartment. The area they lived wasn't too densely populated, and hopefully wouldn't be too active at night. Once he pulled into their normal parking spot, he was a bit relieved to see that there was no one in the immediate area, but he was still intensely nervous. He paused and thought for a few moments, then gently shook Stevie awake. "Okay, we're here, we just need to get inside. Do you think I could borrow that jacket? I might be able to tie it around my waist and use it to get inside. It will look strange, but maybe if someone sees me from a distance, they won't be able to tell what exactly is going on. I can go in first, get dressed, then get some clothes for you and bring them out to you. Then, you can get dressed, and we can get in no problem. Sound like a plan?"

Elder Scrolls: Terror of the Padomaic

I'll make a post before the end of the day.

Elder Scrolls: Terror of the Padomaic

I should find someone for Sharee to approach.