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Sam smiled and chuckled. "Agreed, but at least this time we won't have to worry about freezing in the nighttime air. We'll have plenty of warm blankets and supplies for a campfire this time around. I really don't know exactly how we are going to go about practicing with controlling our werewolf forms, but hopefully we won't lose track of our supplies. I bought a simple GPS too, since I lost my phone when we lost all our belongings. I'm kind of anxious about starting all of this, honestly, but at least we have until tomorrow morning to relax before we go. How long do you think we should make these trips? Maybe a few days at a time?"
"It would probably be best if you kept your distance in a fight, of course, but I think it would be best if you had something to fall back on, just in case. Maybe a dagger or something for close range. Not to mention how useful a dagger can be just for normal tasks. Honestly, I don't understand how humans get by without claws; they are quite useful. Maybe when we get back to Leyawiin, we can use the gold we earn to pay for some training for you to start using short blades. Until then, I guess I can just stay up close, while you support from a distance. That armor I wear does do something more than just exhaust me on a long walk, after all." Swims responded, rolling on his side to look at Veria. He yawned and smiled lightly at her. "I guess we should get to sleep soon. Hopefully, we can find some more food tomorrow."
Ahnasha noticed how Sabine was slowly becoming more expressive. By this point, it almost wasn't a surprise anymore. Meesei was still elsewhere talking to the Argonian couple, but the rest of the group eventually returned to their places observing the competition. The judges had gone through over half of the submissions by this point, though Rukeewei's had not yet been judged. Ahnasha couldn't help but to chuckle at Fendros' response to the spicy nature of the wrap, even if she would have been the same way. She simply didn't bother taking the risk in the first place. "Well, I still need to finish this beetle. I know the vendor in the middle of the square will let you pick one item for free, if you like, though everything after that will cost. You should get something you've never tried before; there is definitely a lot to choose from. I even saw a few Khajiit pastries, and they smelled authentic too."
Meesei glanced down at the nut Saabo-Ma was eating. Given that she had been living in Cyrodiil for years, she was actually familiar with chestnuts. She did not eat them often, as she preferred meat, but they grew in the area. She looked back up at Saboo and nodded politely. "Certainly, I will have one. Actually, I have been to the area of Cyrodiil where they grow. It is quite a different place from Black Marsh. As for me, my name is Meesei." She answered. Based on how expansive the festival was, she had a feeling that the couple were a bit biased with the importance they placed on local wine. Still, she could not argue its quality. Like pretty much everything in the marsh, the local berries used to make most of the wines grew in abundance with little effort. The only difficulty came with transporting them before they could rot. "My friend is a Breton from Morrowind named Ariel. She has been working on opening an apothecary soon, perhaps even today. She can make anything from cures to cosmetics, and is quite talented."
Meesei glanced down at the nut Saabo-Ma was eating. Given that she had been living in Cyrodiil for years, she was actually familiar with chestnuts. She did not eat them often, as she preferred meat, but they grew in the area. She looked back up at Saboo and nodded politely. "Certainly, I will have one. Actually, I have been to the area of Cyrodiil where they grow. It is quite a different place from Black Marsh. As for me, my name is Meesei." She answered. Based on how expansive the festival was, she had a feeling that the couple were a bit biased with the importance they placed on local wine. Still, she could not argue its quality. Like pretty much everything in the marsh, the local berries used to make most of the wines grew in abundance with little effort. The only difficulty came with transporting them before they could rot. "My friend is a Breton from Morrowind named Ariel. She has been working on opening an apothecary soon, perhaps even today. She can make anything from cures to cosmetics, and is quite talented."
I don't think the number of people is an issue, honestly. One of my most successful RPs is with just one other person. I think it is just a matter of more consistent activity. What would everyone else like to see in the RP? Or is it simply that people are pretty busy most of the time?
Ahnasha decided to let Fendros have the wrap. She could handle foods that were slightly spicy, like the lamia tail, but if it was as hot as Ariel suggested, she probably would not like it. She much preferred foods with a more sweet taste. "I'm not really sure. I've never seen an assassin beetle before; all I know is what the vendor told me. She said this was an example of Redguard cuisine, so I assume they live in Hammerfell. This is a cut from the abdomen, so it must be pretty big overall. It seems a bit strange to eat such a large insect, but it is alright."
It was not often that Meesei spoke with strangers, but she was not uncomfortable doing so. As a rule, she tried to keep encounters with non-lycans brief, with Ariel and Rukeewei being notable exceptions. The accents of the couple were much like Rukeewei's, suggesting they were from Thorn, or one of the other nearby cities, as well. Meesei's own accent was stronger, indicative of her birthplace closer to the inner marshes. "I am a visitor to the city, with a group of my friends. We are helping another friend settle down here." Meesei answered. Normally, she would not be open at all about the pack's business, but in this case, talking to the locals about Ariel could prove advantageous for her. "In truth, we did not know there was a festival before we arrived, but I do not regret arriving when we did. This wine, and indeed almost everything at this festival, is quite exceptional. From the labels on these samples, I can see that there are only a few local wines being submitted. Is Thorn usually this diverse, or is it that the festival attracts people from beyond Black Marsh more strongly?" Meesei asked, deciding to make at least light conversation.
It was not often that Meesei spoke with strangers, but she was not uncomfortable doing so. As a rule, she tried to keep encounters with non-lycans brief, with Ariel and Rukeewei being notable exceptions. The accents of the couple were much like Rukeewei's, suggesting they were from Thorn, or one of the other nearby cities, as well. Meesei's own accent was stronger, indicative of her birthplace closer to the inner marshes. "I am a visitor to the city, with a group of my friends. We are helping another friend settle down here." Meesei answered. Normally, she would not be open at all about the pack's business, but in this case, talking to the locals about Ariel could prove advantageous for her. "In truth, we did not know there was a festival before we arrived, but I do not regret arriving when we did. This wine, and indeed almost everything at this festival, is quite exceptional. From the labels on these samples, I can see that there are only a few local wines being submitted. Is Thorn usually this diverse, or is it that the festival attracts people from beyond Black Marsh more strongly?" Meesei asked, deciding to make at least light conversation.
Freeshooter92 said
You remember how Alaira used to be, right?
Alaira seems a bit more reasonable about combat, which is saying a lot.
"Don't worry, don't worry, I know my limits on this stuff....and they're a lot higher than yours." Lorag responded to Janius with a chuckle. Like most of the others, he wasn't exactly hungry, since they had just eaten, so he held off on a meal for the moment. Still, it was the day of feasting, so eating a bit extra at some point seemed appropriate.
Ahnasha returned to the group and sat down beside Fendros, laying out her food in front of her. The assassin beetle meat certainly looked, and smelled, interesting; she couldn't recall a time that she had eaten an insect before. After a few bites, she found that it wasn't exceptional, but it certainly wasn't bad. It was average with no real outstanding qualities. If they ever found themselves in Hammerfell, she probably wouldn't hesitate to serve up one of the creatures, but she would probably try something new next time. She shrugged her shoulders and glanced to Fendros. "Eh, not bad I guess. It's from something called an assassin beetle. I would like to see what size of an insect has this much meat on it."
Just as Meesei had predicted, the competition was not terribly exciting when it started, but she got the feeling that it wasn't meant to be. The staff did their best to make sure each group got at least one sample of each of the competitors' wines, so anyone in the pack who felt like drinking was able to try a sample. This did allow the crowd to select their favorite wine and see if their pick won, but the competition seemed more like just a chance to relax and talk with friends and strangers alike, though most of the crowd did pay attention when the judges announced their score for each wine they tasted. Meesei had a chance to taste a sample of Rukeewei's wine. She found that it was pretty exceptional in quality, but then again, so was every other sample. It would be a close competition.
Ahnasha returned to the group and sat down beside Fendros, laying out her food in front of her. The assassin beetle meat certainly looked, and smelled, interesting; she couldn't recall a time that she had eaten an insect before. After a few bites, she found that it wasn't exceptional, but it certainly wasn't bad. It was average with no real outstanding qualities. If they ever found themselves in Hammerfell, she probably wouldn't hesitate to serve up one of the creatures, but she would probably try something new next time. She shrugged her shoulders and glanced to Fendros. "Eh, not bad I guess. It's from something called an assassin beetle. I would like to see what size of an insect has this much meat on it."
Just as Meesei had predicted, the competition was not terribly exciting when it started, but she got the feeling that it wasn't meant to be. The staff did their best to make sure each group got at least one sample of each of the competitors' wines, so anyone in the pack who felt like drinking was able to try a sample. This did allow the crowd to select their favorite wine and see if their pick won, but the competition seemed more like just a chance to relax and talk with friends and strangers alike, though most of the crowd did pay attention when the judges announced their score for each wine they tasted. Meesei had a chance to taste a sample of Rukeewei's wine. She found that it was pretty exceptional in quality, but then again, so was every other sample. It would be a close competition.
Darius is quite good at making himself unlikable, I notice.
"He said that we should return these before leaving. He also mentioned talking to others and sharing food; I am assuming this is meant to be a very social event. In any event, we should find a place where we can observe Rukeewei's competition, then get some food for ourselves. We have been conservative with our gold so far, so try not to spend too much." Meesei explained. Once again, she started to feel lost in the crowd, especially with how much was going on around her. The air was so overloaded with the scents of various foods that there was no real point in trying to catch the scent of any specific thing, and with how packed the square was, they had to wander for a few minutes before they stumbled on to what at least looked like a wine tasting competition. There was a long table on a slightly elevated platform with a set of judges, both Argonian and non-Argonian. Each judge had an elaborately decorated wine glass and altogether appeared 'refined' in some form. Meesei could understand how the competitors would be excited about the event, but she wondered why anyone in the crowd would actually find it interesting to watch. At least, she wondered that until she saw that the competition had staff giving out free samples of the drinks to the crowd. At that point, it made perfect sense.
Meesei spotted Rukeewei waiting on the stage along with a few other participants, confirming that they were in the right place. They looked around for a few moments to find an empty spot on the ground, then laid down their rugs side-by-side. Meesei took a seat and looked up to the others. "I'll wait here while the rest of you get your food." She offered.
Lorag immediately went to collect one or two of the free glasses of wine, while Ahnasha headed to the center of the square towards the largest concentration of food. At the very center of all of the vendors was by far the largest booth. It was operated by two people, an Argonian male and, interestingly, a Dunmer female. They were surrounded by tables on all sides covered in food of all different styles, with crates in the center as well filled with what she assumed to be more food. There was quite a crowd collected around them, so Ahnasha waited in the shorter line, which led to the Dunmer. She had some time to look at the food and pick out what she thought was interesting. At the same time, she noticed someone else in the line beside her who seemed out of place. He was a small Argonian boy no taller than Ahnasha's legs. He seemed dirtier, and his clothes much more ragged than most of the others at the festival. Ahnasha had a hard time judging his expression, but he seemed nervous. When they reached the front of the line, the boy cut in front of Ahnasha, snatched up what looked like Khajiit pastry, then bolted away through the crowd. Ahnasha was caught off-guard, but when she looked to the Dunmer woman, she became even more confused. Instead of calling the guards, the Dunmer was simply laughing.
"Are you going to stop him?" Ahnasha asked,
"Only if he does it again. You see, this food is for everyone. To put up a stall for the day of feasting, each vendor has to contribute a portion of their food to the city. In turn, we put their food here and allow each visitor to the festival to select one item of their choice, completely for free. Go ahead, take your pick." The Dunmer explained, still with a bit of a chuckle.
Ahnasha did not waste much time in selecting the cut of meat she was interested in, especially considering that others were waiting behind her. The Dunmer quickly read a small label near the meat she selected, then wrapped up a slice in a sort of thin, light cloth and handed it to her. "Fried assassin beetle abdomen, good choice. If you like it, then you should visit Tharaja's stall. Redguard cuisine is certainly exotic."
"Of course, thank you." Ahnasha responded, looking at her choice curiously. She wondered what kind of creature it was that this meat came from. Considering that the cut she selected was the size of a steak, it would have to be quite a large beetle, especially since this was only part of its abdomen.
Meesei spotted Rukeewei waiting on the stage along with a few other participants, confirming that they were in the right place. They looked around for a few moments to find an empty spot on the ground, then laid down their rugs side-by-side. Meesei took a seat and looked up to the others. "I'll wait here while the rest of you get your food." She offered.
Lorag immediately went to collect one or two of the free glasses of wine, while Ahnasha headed to the center of the square towards the largest concentration of food. At the very center of all of the vendors was by far the largest booth. It was operated by two people, an Argonian male and, interestingly, a Dunmer female. They were surrounded by tables on all sides covered in food of all different styles, with crates in the center as well filled with what she assumed to be more food. There was quite a crowd collected around them, so Ahnasha waited in the shorter line, which led to the Dunmer. She had some time to look at the food and pick out what she thought was interesting. At the same time, she noticed someone else in the line beside her who seemed out of place. He was a small Argonian boy no taller than Ahnasha's legs. He seemed dirtier, and his clothes much more ragged than most of the others at the festival. Ahnasha had a hard time judging his expression, but he seemed nervous. When they reached the front of the line, the boy cut in front of Ahnasha, snatched up what looked like Khajiit pastry, then bolted away through the crowd. Ahnasha was caught off-guard, but when she looked to the Dunmer woman, she became even more confused. Instead of calling the guards, the Dunmer was simply laughing.
"Are you going to stop him?" Ahnasha asked,
"Only if he does it again. You see, this food is for everyone. To put up a stall for the day of feasting, each vendor has to contribute a portion of their food to the city. In turn, we put their food here and allow each visitor to the festival to select one item of their choice, completely for free. Go ahead, take your pick." The Dunmer explained, still with a bit of a chuckle.
Ahnasha did not waste much time in selecting the cut of meat she was interested in, especially considering that others were waiting behind her. The Dunmer quickly read a small label near the meat she selected, then wrapped up a slice in a sort of thin, light cloth and handed it to her. "Fried assassin beetle abdomen, good choice. If you like it, then you should visit Tharaja's stall. Redguard cuisine is certainly exotic."
"Of course, thank you." Ahnasha responded, looking at her choice curiously. She wondered what kind of creature it was that this meat came from. Considering that the cut she selected was the size of a steak, it would have to be quite a large beetle, especially since this was only part of its abdomen.
Sharee seemed only slightly agitated. Under normal circumstances, she would make an example out of a crew member who refused to follow her orders, but with how much she had already been drinking, her judgement was further skewed by the food he offered. "Well, that's good. If you poisoned our food, I would be obligated to cut you up and serve you for dinner. It's not like the poison would hurt me. Anyway, I think I'll avoid disciplining you this time..." Sharee began, her expression becoming considerably more stern "...but don't do it again. If I give an order, there's a good reason for it."
Sharee maintained a serious gaze for a few moments turning away and approaching the nearby kegs. She filled up a second mug of brandy, then walked back over to to the Breton chef and gave it to him, leaving him little choice but to accept it. She put her arm around his shoulder and looked him in the eyes. Her expression was not exactly angry, but neither was it lighthearted. If there was a way to be threatening and friendly at the same time, she was accomplishing it. "You've done a lot of work tonight, even if it wasn't the work I asked for. Why don't you take a moment and have a drink with us, let me get to know our chef. I would be offended if you did not."
Sharee maintained a serious gaze for a few moments turning away and approaching the nearby kegs. She filled up a second mug of brandy, then walked back over to to the Breton chef and gave it to him, leaving him little choice but to accept it. She put her arm around his shoulder and looked him in the eyes. Her expression was not exactly angry, but neither was it lighthearted. If there was a way to be threatening and friendly at the same time, she was accomplishing it. "You've done a lot of work tonight, even if it wasn't the work I asked for. Why don't you take a moment and have a drink with us, let me get to know our chef. I would be offended if you did not."
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