Ssarak took the potion and eyed it for a few moments. He knew he was hurt, but so too were many others, many worse than himself. He couldn't help but to think that someone else would need it, although potions were less effective than magic healing. Still, looking at Meirin he could tell that she was worried about his health. "I suppose I will drink half of it and save the rest for anyone else who requires it." He said, uncorking the bottle and quickly downing half of its contents.
Once he stored away the remainder of the potion in his satchel, he noticed how shaken up Meirin seemed. Few people could go through such a harrowing experience and emerge without any mental scars. So many had been hurt or wounded during the attack; the bodies of defenseless students still littered the halls. How many of their friends were among the bodies? How many would not recover from their wounds? Understandably, Ssarak was filled with a mix of fear, anxiety, and anger towards the demons. For Meirin, however, there seemed to be something else in her eyes. It reminded Ssarak of himself whenever he thought back on the destruction of his village. Stepping in front of her, he placed a hand on her shoulder to get her attention and looked her in the eyes. Despite the chaos they had been through, he kept his expression calm and resolute. He did not bother to ask her if she was alright, because if his instincts were correct, then he knew she wasn't. Instead, he said what he thought would help him the most were he in her position. "For here, and now, we stopped them. The demons are not taking the college today, and we have a chance to make ourselves better, stronger, so it never happens in the future."
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"Let's just hope we don't lose control like that one did. If we do...well we better make sure we are near the forest at the time. I would much rather wake up with the blood of a dead animal in my mouth than a dead person." Sam commented. When Stevie stood up, he put away their plates, then followed her into her room. By this point, he was acutely aware of the foul scents in the apartment...as well as on himself. All of that time in the forest had definitely not made him any cleaner. He took a few sniffs of the air. "I definitely think you were right on this place's scent. While I'm buying groceries tomorrow, I'll also pick up some extra cleaning supplies. I'll also get in the shower after you...or maybe I should just join you in this one?" He said with an amused chuckle.
Alright, I'll be responding in a bit, then
"Quite. The Blackwood forest reminds me of stories my parents told me of Black Marsh. I mean, it is right on the border, so the forest isn't too different from the outer marshes. A lot of humans say they don't like marshes like this, but I think it is wonderful." Swims commented as he joined Veria by the river and refilled his waterskin. While she was able to get straight in, he couldn't really do the same thing. Even for an Argonian, swimming in heavy metal armor was not an easy task. He would need to clean his armor eventually, but for the moment, he just wanted to relax. Swims began the long an annoying process of removing his armor piece by piece, undoing each of the straps and placing the pieces somewhere they would not get muddy. Eventually, he got out of his armor and down to his loincloth before finally joining Veria in the water.
Swims dove beneath the surface of the river and looked around for a few moments at all the life around them. His eyes were more well adapted to seeing underwater than a human's, so he could see fairly clearly. There were fish of all types swimming at a safe distance away from them, with kelp and algae growing from the riverbed. His gills meant he could remain under the water indefinitely, but unfortunately, it was not the same for Veria, so he eventually surfaced to talk to her. Swims floated on his back alongside her, then turned his head to her. "You know, I wonder if we should visit Black Marsh eventually? I would love to see the Argonian homeland. It's just that the marsh tends to swallow up ruins, so it is kind of hard for adventurers like us to find our riches there."
Swims dove beneath the surface of the river and looked around for a few moments at all the life around them. His eyes were more well adapted to seeing underwater than a human's, so he could see fairly clearly. There were fish of all types swimming at a safe distance away from them, with kelp and algae growing from the riverbed. His gills meant he could remain under the water indefinitely, but unfortunately, it was not the same for Veria, so he eventually surfaced to talk to her. Swims floated on his back alongside her, then turned his head to her. "You know, I wonder if we should visit Black Marsh eventually? I would love to see the Argonian homeland. It's just that the marsh tends to swallow up ruins, so it is kind of hard for adventurers like us to find our riches there."
Sam nodded. "Definitely, though I hope that werewolf didn't have a pack. It doesn't seem like it did, otherwise it wouldn't have been alone. A pack would probably always hunt together. Also, it seems like werewolves would want to avoid hunting Humans if they wanted to keep their existence secret. Maybe the werewolf that attacked us was crazed or something? Maybe an outcast? In any event, if we ever do find other werewolves, they would certainly be able to help us learn how to keep control. As long as they are friendlier than the one that attacked us, of course."
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.
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."
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."
"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."
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