EliteCommander

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Rukeewei was about to ask about the other reasons Ariel mentioned, but he stopped when she indicated she did not wish to speak about it. When she asked if he had found someone, he rubbed his neck awkwardly. "Oh, well...no. I haven't. I have a lot of friends here, but I have no mate. I do admit, I used to have a bit of a thing for Neer, but I am long passed that. It was a long time ago, and she and my brother are a much better fit. I guess I just haven't put much of a focus on finding anyone. I have thought about it before, but most of my childhood friends are married by now. What about you? Did you ever find anyone in Vos? I assume you didn't find anyone permanent, since you're going to be living here alone...unless something...bad happened." Rukeewei asked, his voice immediately becoming regretful at the end. He felt he might have made a mistake. If she had found and lost a mate, then he would have just brought up a painful memory. He hoped that wasn't the case, and wished he would have stopped to think before speaking.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

As they were passing around flyers, Rukeewei struck up short conversations with people he knew or recognized, to give a bit more credibility to Ariel's advertisement. He was more than happy to speak to Ariel when she struck up a conversation, however. "Yes, myself and my egg-brother were hatched here. Our parents were fishermen, which made for a modest lifestyle. Certainly, both of us were used to working from a young age. It's pretty easy to tell just from appearances that this place has a lot of nobility, a lot of wealthy individuals. They are not unique in the fact that they tend to look down on the working class folk, but even so, we did alright. I still have many of my childhood friends, a few of which reside in the noble district. Neercana's family used to have a manor there, but they lost their wealth a few generations ago. Mostly, it was the mismanagement of a few bad eggs in their family, but they survived. Neer's mother opened the Loom and Lapis, then passed it onto Neer when she died. We've all known each other since we were hatchlings, so she and my brother just sort of fell in together. Really she was the only woman he was confident enough to speak to. For me, I just wanted to do something other than fishing for the rest of my life. I've always had somewhat of an affinity for drinks, and to a lesser extent cooking. Once I learned how to brew alcohols, making new and interesting drinks just sorta came naturally. Opening a tavern seemed like a natural choice. I took a loan like you did, then opened the Wamasu's Nest with my brother." Rukeewei explained, giving a brief background of himself and the people closest to him.

After passing out a few more flyers, Rukeewei looked to Ariel curiously. "So what about you? What was Morrowind like, and how were you drawn to alchemy? So far, the body paint you have been testing on me has been working well, so you seem to have a diverse skillset."

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Well, probably the opening of Ariel's shop.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

"Honestly, I would say it is expected. The entire purpose of this festival is to bring coin to local businesses." Rukeewei said with a smile, giving Ariel's elbow a slight nudge. "And since you're a local businesswoman, I would say you meet that description perfectly. I would just avoid passing them out around other alchemical vendors, to be polite. I could help you if you like. It has been a while since I have seen the festival with someone other than my brother." He offered.

Lorag was still finishing up the last of his wine, but he would probably go wherever the Alpha did. As for Meesei, she still couldn't help but to think about Fendros. Ahnasha said the dose he received was small, but Fendros was family, and there was no real way she would be able to halt her concern. Even so, just as she cared for the health of her pack, she also needed to trust in their judgement, so for the moment, she would remain at the festival.

Elder Scrolls: Terror of the Padomaic

Noted, I should be able to post before the end of the day.

Elder Scrolls: Terror of the Padomaic

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.

Elder Scrolls: Terror of the Padomaic

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.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

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."

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

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.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

"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?"