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I suppose I may as well wrap up the night and get us to the island. Perhaps getting things moving a bit could create more interest. I'm just curious what everyone thinks would be the best way to improve things. We are a bit low on people, though I don't necessarily think that is an issue. I already know what I would like for us to do next, but if anyone has any ideas they would like to add to the story, feel free to suggest them.
I really would have liked it if you told me beforehand you were taking control of Allaina. She essentially became my character after Hail left.
Ahnasha smiled back at Fendros as he finally drifted to sleep. At least the drowsiness brought on by moon sugar meant he could be unconscious for most of the effect. Even after he fell asleep, she remained by him for a while just to make sure nothing else was going to go wrong. Eventually, once she was satisfied that he was in a deep enough sleep, she decided to take Fendros' recommendation and return to the others at the festival. As she left the room, she took the moon sugar pastry out of her satchel and began to eat it herself. It wasn't as if she was going to let it go to waste.
Meesei shrugged her shoulders. "Honestly, I had a hard time deciding. Both Rukeewei and the Altmer made exceptional wines. Looking at it without a bias, it would be a hard choice."
After a few minutes, Rukeewei excused himself from the other competitors and approached the group. As Meesei noticed before, he still seemed to be upbeat and in a generally good mood. He smiled as he walked up to them, then spoke once he saw they were not in the middle of a conversation. "It is good to see you all; I'm glad you could make it to the competition. This year's competition was a particularly exciting one...for the competitors at least. Wine tasting isn't really a spectator's sport. Still, did you all enjoy the samples? This competition brings some of the best wine in Tamriel to the same place."
Meesei shrugged her shoulders. "Honestly, I had a hard time deciding. Both Rukeewei and the Altmer made exceptional wines. Looking at it without a bias, it would be a hard choice."
After a few minutes, Rukeewei excused himself from the other competitors and approached the group. As Meesei noticed before, he still seemed to be upbeat and in a generally good mood. He smiled as he walked up to them, then spoke once he saw they were not in the middle of a conversation. "It is good to see you all; I'm glad you could make it to the competition. This year's competition was a particularly exciting one...for the competitors at least. Wine tasting isn't really a spectator's sport. Still, did you all enjoy the samples? This competition brings some of the best wine in Tamriel to the same place."
Ahnasha put a hand on Fendros' shoulder as they were walking upstairs to their room. "How about I stay with you until you can get to sleep? After you wake up, you should at least be mostly okay." She offered. Once they were in their room, Ahnasha guided him to his bed and sat down beside him once he laid down. She rubbed her hand on his sweat-drenched forehead and gave him a concerned smile. "Just get some rest, it will be over when you wake up."
Meesei was obviously worried about Fendros, but unfortunately, she knew no magic that could help him. She had little to no experience with moon sugar, and only really knew about it by reputation. "I trust Ahnasha. I believe she will be able to take of him. She cares about him, so she would ask if she thought he needed any help."
Most of the pack seemed a bit anxious and slightly worried from the incident, but nevertheless, they remained. Meesei did her best to get back to enjoying the festival. The judging on the wines was wrapping to a close, and all but the Altmer's wine had been scored. Now that the competition was nearly over, most of the crowd was actually paying attention to see who would emerge victorious. Considering the quality of the Altmer's wine, it was actually a bit tense. A staff member went down the line, pouring a small amount of wine into each judge's glasses. One by one, they tasted, then gave their scores. Each one was just as high as Meesei would have expected, and by the end, the Altmer had accumulated a score a bit higher than Rukeewei's. Given the nature of the event, the clapping from the audience was rather tame to congratulate the Altmer. As the staff members were presenting the top three contenders with their rewards, Meesei saw that Rukeewei did not seem to be upset. Indeed, he seemed quite happy with taking second place in the competition. Most of the competitors exchanged smiles and handshakes, which demonstrated the civility of the event. Rukeewei seemed to be talking with the other competitors for the moment, but Meesei assumed he would approach them soon enough.
Meesei was obviously worried about Fendros, but unfortunately, she knew no magic that could help him. She had little to no experience with moon sugar, and only really knew about it by reputation. "I trust Ahnasha. I believe she will be able to take of him. She cares about him, so she would ask if she thought he needed any help."
Most of the pack seemed a bit anxious and slightly worried from the incident, but nevertheless, they remained. Meesei did her best to get back to enjoying the festival. The judging on the wines was wrapping to a close, and all but the Altmer's wine had been scored. Now that the competition was nearly over, most of the crowd was actually paying attention to see who would emerge victorious. Considering the quality of the Altmer's wine, it was actually a bit tense. A staff member went down the line, pouring a small amount of wine into each judge's glasses. One by one, they tasted, then gave their scores. Each one was just as high as Meesei would have expected, and by the end, the Altmer had accumulated a score a bit higher than Rukeewei's. Given the nature of the event, the clapping from the audience was rather tame to congratulate the Altmer. As the staff members were presenting the top three contenders with their rewards, Meesei saw that Rukeewei did not seem to be upset. Indeed, he seemed quite happy with taking second place in the competition. Most of the competitors exchanged smiles and handshakes, which demonstrated the civility of the event. Rukeewei seemed to be talking with the other competitors for the moment, but Meesei assumed he would approach them soon enough.
"I don't know, he seems to have a particularly low tolerance or something. I haven't seen many non-Khajiit on moon sugar, to tell the truth. It was illegal in Leyawiin." Ahnasha responded, stuffing the pastry into her satchel. She looked into Fendros' eyes with worry. He seemed aware, but only slightly. Letting out a frustrated sigh, she lightly grabbed Fendros' hand to get his attention.
"Fendros, listen. I want you just do what I say for the moment, okay? I'm going to take you back to the inn, and we're going to wait in our room for this to subside. Don't worry about talking to anyone, don't worry about anything you see, just focus on me, and do what I say. Now, I'm going to help you up, so I want you to stand." She said, motioning for Janius to let go of his other arm. Her voice was firm, but nonthreatening. She hoped by giving him something to focus on, he would be able to avoid distractions. He listened to her and stood to his feet with her help. Really, he didn't seem to be putting up much resistance to anything she was doing. She just hoped it stayed that way.
Looking back to the others, Ahnasha tried to appear reassuring. She knew more about moon sugar's effects than any of them, so she was most qualified to deal with him. "I'll take him back to our room so he can rest away from the crowd. You all can stay here; I should be able to help him once it wears off. He didn't get too big of a dose, so hopefully he'll be better in time for the opening of Ariel's shop." She said before returning to making eye contact with Fendros. "Now, I want you to follow and focus on me. Don't touch anything with your hands except for my hands. Alright?"
"Fendros, listen. I want you just do what I say for the moment, okay? I'm going to take you back to the inn, and we're going to wait in our room for this to subside. Don't worry about talking to anyone, don't worry about anything you see, just focus on me, and do what I say. Now, I'm going to help you up, so I want you to stand." She said, motioning for Janius to let go of his other arm. Her voice was firm, but nonthreatening. She hoped by giving him something to focus on, he would be able to avoid distractions. He listened to her and stood to his feet with her help. Really, he didn't seem to be putting up much resistance to anything she was doing. She just hoped it stayed that way.
Looking back to the others, Ahnasha tried to appear reassuring. She knew more about moon sugar's effects than any of them, so she was most qualified to deal with him. "I'll take him back to our room so he can rest away from the crowd. You all can stay here; I should be able to help him once it wears off. He didn't get too big of a dose, so hopefully he'll be better in time for the opening of Ariel's shop." She said before returning to making eye contact with Fendros. "Now, I want you to follow and focus on me. Don't touch anything with your hands except for my hands. Alright?"
Ahnasha reached over and grabbed the pastry from Fendros' hands. "If that's the case, give it to me. It wouldn't be a good idea for you to finish this." She looked at the pastry and took a few sniffs of its scent. "This definitely has moon sugar. Just...don't eat any more. Its effects are stronger on non-Khajiit. It is not nearly as strong as skooma...maybe expect some euphoria, a feeling of lightness, and some drowsiness after all that wears off. Just...stick close to me, alright?" She said with a forced smile, as she was quite concerned for him. Moon sugar could be addictive, especially to non-Khajiit, so she didn't want him trying to find more.
Meesei accepted the chestnut from Saboo, then bid both of them farewell. As she was returning to the rest of the group, she turned her attention back to the competition. Rukeewei's wine had been judged, and excitingly, he had the highest score so far. However, there were three entries remaining that had not yet been judged, so he was by no means guaranteed a win. One wine that the judges had not yet tasted, made by an Altmer participant, Meesei thought was particularly good, to the point that she really wasn't sure herself which she liked more.
As Meesei returned to the group, she noticed that Fendros had a worried look on his face and seemed to be acting strangely. "Is something wrong, Fendros?" She asked with obvious concern.
Meesei accepted the chestnut from Saboo, then bid both of them farewell. As she was returning to the rest of the group, she turned her attention back to the competition. Rukeewei's wine had been judged, and excitingly, he had the highest score so far. However, there were three entries remaining that had not yet been judged, so he was by no means guaranteed a win. One wine that the judges had not yet tasted, made by an Altmer participant, Meesei thought was particularly good, to the point that she really wasn't sure herself which she liked more.
As Meesei returned to the group, she noticed that Fendros had a worried look on his face and seemed to be acting strangely. "Is something wrong, Fendros?" She asked with obvious concern.
Sam held Stevie close as she fell asleep. After the stress of the past few days, he could understand why she would be tired. It wasn't late, so he wasn't ready to sleep, but he was content relaxing where he was and thinking about what to do the next day. He had already picked out a good spot in his mind on where they should make their camp. The part of the forest they originally went to did not see visitors often, but there were trails going through it. He knew of a place that was completely undeveloped which no one really had a reason to go to that would be a perfect spot for them. He really didn't know if they were supposed to be there, but neither did he care.
After a few hours, Sam carried Stevie to their bed, then he went to sleep a bit early himself so they could get an early start on the next day.
After a few hours, Sam carried Stevie to their bed, then he went to sleep a bit early himself so they could get an early start on the next day.
Swims was silent for what seemed like an eternity upon Veria's question. He knew he hadn't misheard her this time, and by how fast her heart was beating, he had an idea what she was feeling. He looked into her eyes, trying to say something, but finding no words. Everything seemed so unreal, and for a while he had no idea what to do. After a few more moments of looking at her, however, he leaned in and gave her a kiss. Considering that she did not have a long snout like him, it felt different than he expected, but not unpleasant.
"Yes." He finally answered simply.
"Yes." He finally answered simply.
Ssarak Dyrackthanose
Ssarak noticed Meirin's gaze and nodded. She would be more well-suited to talk to him than himself, and one of them needed to see who was wounded in the infirmary. He gave a polite nod to the boy, then entered the infirmary. He looked around the room, but was not really sure where to begin. No matter what he did, he needed to avoid getting in the way of the medical staff, so he mostly stuck to the sidelines. As expected, the entire room was filled with people with various degrees of injuries. Some looked like they would be fine without help, while others were maimed to the point that all the healers could do was make their last moments painless. As much as it pained him, he focused on the latter group closely. The sheer thought of seeing a friend in that state struck fear into his heart, but to be able to grieve would be better than just not knowing. The only thing keeping him out of depression was the knowledge that at least most of these people had a chance. The college's healers were probably some of the best in Tien, so if anyone could save them, it was them. The infirmary had evidently held out against the demons' assault, so not all of the college's healers had perished. When Ssarak's village was attacked, almost everyone who could have helped the wounded had been killed, so many who did survive had been doomed to a slow death. Ssarak considered it a mercy that most of them had died before he returned, as it meant he did not have to witness their lives extinguishing around him.
Ssarak noticed Meirin's gaze and nodded. She would be more well-suited to talk to him than himself, and one of them needed to see who was wounded in the infirmary. He gave a polite nod to the boy, then entered the infirmary. He looked around the room, but was not really sure where to begin. No matter what he did, he needed to avoid getting in the way of the medical staff, so he mostly stuck to the sidelines. As expected, the entire room was filled with people with various degrees of injuries. Some looked like they would be fine without help, while others were maimed to the point that all the healers could do was make their last moments painless. As much as it pained him, he focused on the latter group closely. The sheer thought of seeing a friend in that state struck fear into his heart, but to be able to grieve would be better than just not knowing. The only thing keeping him out of depression was the knowledge that at least most of these people had a chance. The college's healers were probably some of the best in Tien, so if anyone could save them, it was them. The infirmary had evidently held out against the demons' assault, so not all of the college's healers had perished. When Ssarak's village was attacked, almost everyone who could have helped the wounded had been killed, so many who did survive had been doomed to a slow death. Ssarak considered it a mercy that most of them had died before he returned, as it meant he did not have to witness their lives extinguishing around him.
I think I'm going to put Ssarak in the infirmary to check on the status of people. Who is in there at the moment? I remember Alaira, Khan, and Mar.
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