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Swims gladly accepted the clothes. They were not his exact size, and he would need to make a hole for his tail, but they would certainly be more comfortable than the armor he was currently wearing. "You really do think of everything, don't you?" He commented, looking at Veria fondly. She was by far the closest friend he had ever had. There was no one he could think of that he would rather go on this adventure with than her. They had been friends exploring Leyawiin together since he was just a hatchling. In recent years, he had started to wonder if his feelings for her went deeper than simple friendship, but he grew afraid every time the thought crossed his mind, so he tended not to think about it.

Swims grabbed his nearly-empty waterskin and looked at it. "Yeah, with how much we're walking, we need to keep water on hand. Not that there is a shortage of it in the Blackwood forest. If there is a river nearby, though, I think I will go for a swim. I could use some relaxation after all that walking. Want to join?" He asked. As his name would suggest, Swims was indeed quite fond of swimming. It was by far his favorite way to relax, and since he was Argonian, he was actually a rather strong swimmer.
"Yeah...or worse." Sam commented, shuddering at the thought of accidentally killing any of his friends. Or anyone, for that matter. He finished off his pizza, then set his plate aside. "Our first priority should be gaining control of our new abilities, of course, but after that, I am wondering what we should do. I mean, if werewolves are something that are actually real, then what else is there in the world we don't know about? I wonder if there is a way we could go about finding other werewolves? I mean, I would have no idea how to begin. If we didn't know about them before, then it is obvious they are very secretive. Maybe...maybe they will end up finding us?" Sam suggested, his expression turning slightly worried.
Just curious, are potions a thing in this universe? I can't recall seeing mention of them before.
Swims-With-Pride got only a short break before Veria urged him to move on. He complied to the best of this ability and tried to cover as much ground with her as possible, but there was no way they were covering the distance he had wanted in the first day. Swims had to stop frequently to rest, and even Veria started to get tired after a while. By the time night started to fall, Swims guessed by the landmarks they had passed that they had only covered about half the distance he wanted out of the first day.

The pair set up camp just off the road in the driest place they could find. Swims set down his bags, weapons, and shield, then gathered together some rocks and wood for a fire. Unfortunately, being that they were in the Blackwood forest, all of the wood he could find was wet to some extent. He had his fire spells, but it still took a lot of effort and magicka to finally get the campfire to stay ablaze. Even then, it was small and hard to maintain. Luckily, area was plenty warm enough that they would not need a fire to stay warm through the night, but they would need to work quickly to cook up a meal.

Swims sat on the ground next to the fire, shifting uncomfortably in his armor as he grabbed some meat from his pack for the fire. "You know, I wish I would have thought about this before we left, but I really should have brought more clothes than just my armor. I didn't expect how uncomfortable it would be to wear this all day. In retrospect, it might have been a good idea to go on some walks in our full gear first to see what it was like."
"Fendros, you're trying to apply your own experiences to someone who is going to be in a completely different situation." Ahnasha said. She seemed distraught that Fendros was this worried about what his child would think of him. It was perfectly understandable of course, but she wanted to find some way to reassure him. "You see having two Dunmer parents as normal because that is how you were raised from the start. It has been your situation since before you had memory. Granted, having two parents of the same race is normal, but it is obviously not the only way it can happen. Our child will be raised to know you as its father from day one. If all goes to plan, you will probably be one of the first faces it sees. I don't know how far along it is in development right now, but it might even be able to hear your voice as we speak. To be fair, I do fully expect something like what you're describing happening during our child's adolescence, but there is no way it will last. If it did, then we wouldn't have done our job as parents."
"Hmm, Vos. That's in...Vvardenfell, right?" Rukeewei asked rhetorically, trying to recall what Morrowind geography he knew. "Well, I won't pry into your past, but I hope your store fares better here. Thorn is a pretty diverse place, all things considered. There aren't quite as many non-Argonians here at other parts of the year, but there are still plenty living here. I think you'll fit right in, especially if you like it here. I'll admit, a lot of people here don't warm up to strangers as quickly as I do, but you seem like a nice person. They may end up being impressed by the fact that you want to learn about us, especially once they learn you're not a scholar. Anyway, the dangers of the marsh, the ones you were probably worried about, they are very real, but here in the city, we don't face them near as much. Just be careful with what you eat and drink, and I think you will be perfectly safe."

Rukeewei looked around his inn for a moment. It was still rather empty, despite how much gold the festival had been bringing him. "You know, I have little else to do while I wait for my brother to take over. I could give you an overview of the people and places around here. People I think you should meet, places you should go, that sort of thing. I've lived in Thorn all my life, so I know the city inside and out. Besides, it only seems right that I do my part to help a new neighbor get settled."

Meesei shifted uncomfortably in her seat. On the one hand, she certainly did not want to share some of the stories she had. On the other, she also didn't want Janius and a drunk Lorag hounding her about it. She stared at Janius a few moments to buy her time, then let out a sigh once she figured out what to do. She needed to tell him something, but it didn't need to be the most embarrassing story. "Look, I was just a young hatchling learning magic. I was an avid destructionist, and casting spells like that was of course going to be exciting for a young child. It is perfectly reasonable that I would accidentally burn down a few buildings in the process."
Sam didn't respond verbally at first and instead placed his hand over hers on his cheek and gave her a deep, passionate kiss. When he finally pulled back, he kept his forehead pressed against hers. "Yeah, I guess if we are healthier, we will live longer. I'm sure we can learn how to control this. It might be a while before we can lead a normal life, but I think we can do it."

Sam reluctantly pulled his head away from her so he could finish his pizza, but he still held her close. "So, I guess after your semester is over, we should make plans for how to figure out this werewolf form. We could spend a few days at a time camping in the wilderness and practicing control, then come back here just to make sure everything is okay and keep in touch with our friends. No matter what, we are going to need to spend a lot of time in the forest."
Swims grinned. "I look forward to it. A nice drink after good success sounds great. I also brought an empty bag to carry whatever we find in the ruin. We should make sure to get as much as possible to make the most out of this expedition. I think the town of Blankenmarsh is closer to the ruin than Leyawiin, so we might be able to sell some of our findings there."

The pair continued to walk along and chat for a few hours. Swims had hoped to make it at least most of the way to Blankenmarsh by the end of the day, but by noon, it became apparent that wasn't happening. Veria looked to be moderately tired, but Swims was pretty much exhausted. He had been training to fight in heavy armor, but he hadn't actually thought to train walking in it. His iron armor was rather heavy, so it exhausted him to walk so long in it. He stopped at the side of the road for a moment, panting for breath. "Hold on a moment...I just...I need a break." He said, sitting down on the muddy ground and leaning against a tree next to the road. "This armor is...heavy." He commented between breaths. "I think...we should maybe...slow our pace...a little. I'm exhausted." Swims leaned his head back against the tree and looked up at the clouds, still breathing heavily.
Swims looked back at Veria with the widest smile he had ever given. "I'm excited like you wouldn't believe. To think, after all these months of preparation, we're finally becoming adventurers. I have a few ideas about where we can go. There is an old Ayleid ruin called...something I can't pronounce. Anyway, it is to the north of here, just off the road east of town. It should take a few days of walking to get there. I think it will make a great first target. Who knows what kind of valuable relics we might find? Come on, let's go." He said, motioning for her to follow along.

The pair walked from the pond to the road just to the east of town. Being that Leyawiin was in the Blackwood Forest, which was practically a swamp, their feet were already wet from the mud they had to walk through to get to the cobblestone road. Of course, being that he was Argonian, the water did not bother Swims in the slightest. Actually, he rather liked it. As they were walking along, Swims glanced over to Veria, his face still beaming with excitement. "So, what kind of supplies do you have? I brought a map, some food, my waterskin, and two healing potions. They are kind of cheap potions, admittedly, but I don't plan on getting hurt."
Sam began to eat as well, and gave a quick chuckle at the mention of the boar. "Yeah, I never thought I would find myself eating raw meat. It makes me hope that werewolves have increased disease resistance. It would make sense...although, I guess there is nothing saying that being a werewolf has to make sense. Still, it has been a while, and I feel fine, so I'm guessing we are in the clear on that one."

Sam wasn't really concentrating on what was on TV, and instead was just enjoying talking to Stevie in more relaxed circumstances. "So, which classes do you have finals in tomorrow? It's unfortunate that you won't be able to study more, but I believe in you."
The sun was just rising over the horizon on a rather clear day. It was hot and humid, but it was like that every day in Leyawiin, so there was no surprise there. Swims-With-Pride was standing under a tree by the pond near the gate to the city's castle district. It was a popular swimming hole in town, one he visited often, but that was not the reason he was there this time. He was in full iron armor, apart from a helmet since he couldn't afford to get one with holes for his horns, with his shield on his back and his sword in its scabbard. He was waiting for his closest friend, Veria, as today was the day they would be setting out on their first real adventure. His mind was already swarming with ideas on what they would do, what ruins they would explore, the riches they would find. The possibilities were endless, and he was practically overflowing with excitement.

Swims had already checked, double checked, and triple checked his supplies to make sure he wasn't forgetting anything. In his backpack, he had his map, some preserved food supplies, and even a few potions. Veria was bringing a similar set of supplies, so they would be fine for a week at least on their travels. Even if they ran out, they could always go hunting, so he wasn't too worried. No, he was too excited to be afraid.
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