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"Don't worry Janius, I wouldn't think about doing anything else. You all are everything I need. If I were to die tomorrow, I would be satisfied with my life." Meesei said before returning to her meditation. After an hour or so, she finally laid down herself.

The next morning, everyone seemed to awaken at around the same time, with varying degrees of enthusiasm, apart from Ahnasha. Even after Fendros had awoken, she was still fast asleep, and showed no indication of awaking on her own any time soon. Even with the light from the window shining directly in her eyes, she was sleeping like a kitten. Lorag, on the other hand, awoke almost immediately once the light touched him, but he wished he hadn't. He had a rather terrible hangover and, as a result, simply sat on the ground groaning and covering his eyes.

Meesei awoke normally. She stretched her muscles, then stood up and started to walk around the room to wake herself up. For the first time in quite a while, she did not really know what she should do that day. Living in the wilds, there was always at least some work to be done, but now, there wasn't really anything that anyone in the pack had to do. Ariel needed to go to her appointment, but beyond that, they could simply do whatever they wanted, or nothing, if they chose. When Janius started to stir, she looked over to him. "Good morning." She said in a friendly tone.
Ssarak Dyreackthanose
Ssarak was glad to hear Meirin's voice, even if she did seem surprised to hear him at first. From her tone, it seemed like she was in good health...or at least acceptable health. His joints popped and ached as he stood, which was both relieving and concerning at the same time. He had not gotten dressed yet, but he was still wearing his leather trousers, so Meirin did not have any unpleasant surprises when she approached the hole in the wall. He approached the hole as well and examined the damage to the stonework.

"Well, my entire body feels sore, my scales are bruised, and my joints feel like those of a one hundred-eighty year old man, but I am alive, and I will recover. I believe that potion mended my fractured rib. As for this hole, we can ask the next geomancer we see. I doubt it will be a priority for them, but I am sure they will get to it eventually. Until then...I suppose we are roommates. Hopefully, it turns out better than the last time I attempted to be Aruna's roommate." Ssarak said with a chuckle. When Meirin asked if he had seen anything, he cocked his head to the side and looked at her curiously. "See what?" He asked.
I'm not sure. I think it might get boring to do all of those things, but we should definitely do some. Maybe one or two things on each day? In addition to the meeting between Ariel and the An-Xileel. She also needs to get a supplier for her shop.

Also, I'm going to be responding in another RP real quick.
I was thinking about it. Also, how do you want to go about the next few days in RP? I doubt it would be a good idea to RP them all, so which days should we skip, and when?
I've been thinking of ideas on different kinds of magic that would be cool for Meesei to know, with lightning and nature based magic particularly. There is one ability in ESO called bolt escape that envelopes the caster in lightning, then teleports them through the air a few meters away, electrocuting anyone they pass through. I've also had ideas on ritual based magic. Spells that could take hours, or even days to perform, but for a much greater effect. They might require special enchanted items or soul gems to pull off.
Janius did not seem to grasp the importance of their position as Hircine's chosen. While they were certainly going to help in the war through more traditional means, it was how they inspired the other followers of Hircine that would really make a difference. "Janius, we do not always get to choose our allies I need to do what I must to fulfill my responsibilities to Hircine. And besides, it's not even that important to me. There is far more to life than worrying about what to do with your loins, you know? I think that is a lesson you may wish to consider. No offense, but you seem a bit single minded on the issue."
"Alright, do whatever you think'll work. Goodnight." Lorag said with a yawn as he laid back on his pillow. Since he had already been relaxing for a while, it was not long before he fell fully asleep.

Meesei looked to Janius and gave a soft sigh. "Janius, you are absolutely correct. What you said is reasonable, and it makes sense...which is precisely why it would not work. Those who follow Hircine, lycan or otherwise, are people, and people are not reasonable. For everyone that would agree with you, there is another who would not. People do not always think rationally. People will ignore facts and reason that goes against their beliefs, they will make decisions which make no sense and judge others on prejudices that have no basis in reality. For some of them, it will be hard enough for me to gain their respect simply because I am Argonian. That is why, when I am around others who follow Hircine, I have to conform to their ideas of what a Champion of Hircine would be, not only in my mating habits, but in everything I do. I have to be a strong, powerful leader who can command the respect of those around me. No matter how logical your point may be, we will be dealing with people who are illogical. Now, when we are away from other packs, I can drink, dance, and enjoy myself as much as I want, but since I am not willing to risk infecting any non-lycans, it does not seem like I will have the opportunity for...anything else."
Ssarak Dyreackthanose
Ssarak had drank the rest of his potion before going to sleep, hoping that a night's rest under its effects would bring him up to an acceptable state to help with rebuilding. His rest that night had been plagued with nightmares, but nevertheless, he awoke feeling at least marginally better the next morning. He sat up on his bed, yawned, and tried to stretch out his aching muscles. His first impression of how he felt was that he was particularly sore. Looking down at his chest, he saw that his scales were still bruised, but not to the extent as the previous night. The blood had dried, and when he applied pressure to his chest, he no longer felt any sharp pains inside him. It seemed the potion had at least mended his fractured rib. It would take more time for him to get back to normal, but for now, he was fine.

Now that he knew he was fine, there were a thousand other fires in the college he could help put out. Glancing over to the hole between his room and Meirin's, he figured he would make sure she was alright first. She had lost consciousness rather suddenly the previous night, and while she seemed mostly fine, it could not hurt for him to check. "Meirin, are you awake?" He asked through the hole loudly enough for her to hear. Knowing what he knew now about Humans' sense of privacy, he did not want to intrude in her room unless she did not respond for too long.
Dirssi Xhotharanil

Obviously, no one had designated a room for Dirssi amid the chaos the previous night, so she had took an empty one temporarily after reuniting with her guards. Two of her guards had died in the fighting, but the rest were uninjured. The same was not likely true for the students who inhabited the room she had taken, as none of them returned in the night. Dirssi quickly dressed herself after she awoke, not that there was much of anything she could do at a moment to accelerate her goals. She was not stupid enough to believe that the college's leadership would worry about handing over a student, who could possibly be dead, to her after such a devastating attack. As much as she hated it, she knew she would just have to wait until the college calmed down so she could either confirm Ssarak had died, or take him into her custody.
Once out of his armor, Swims laid down beside Veria, looking up at the sky along with her. "Yeah, I heard bits and pieces about that. I think some hero came by and stopped him, though. It seems that happens a lot throughout history. An ambitious adventurer comes by and takes on the most fearsome of foes, prevailing against all odds. I wonder if we'll end up being heroes like that? Wouldn't that be something? Two friends from humble beginnings go out into the world and save it from a threat no one else can face; it would be a story for the ages. The only thing that would make it better is if we started out as prisoners or something." He said with a chuckle.
Sam nodded in understanding as he held Stevie close to him, enjoying her presence, but at the same time being frightened about their future. "I know, I wish we never had to take on those forms again. I wish there was a way we could just suppress them and never have to worry about it, but...I doubt that is possible. Like it or not, we're going to have to learn how to stay in control of these beasts. After...what happened a few days ago, there were a few moments just before I transformed back where I gained control of my actions. I could move around the werewolf body just like it was my own, so I know it is possible. We just...we need to figure out how to be able to do that all the time. Even if we can't stop the transformations from happening, we can at least try to stay in control."
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