EliteCommander

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

After taking a few moments to plan her words, Kaleeth-Rei tried to give the best explanation she could. "Not all, some do. We all pick test, but not always same test. Test is...supposed to show a thing we are good at. All tests have much danger, some die in them. Hunters are strong, though, and we are supposed to be strong."

As they entered the common quarters, the group looked around to find a spot empty enough for them to place their belongings. Despite being made of unrefined, natural materials such as compacted clay, the hut was quite large. It was circular and elevated slightly off the ground, with a dome on top. The entire hut was a single, open room with a single pillar in the center for support. The bedrolls that the villagers used were essentially the same as those of the pack, as they were made from the hides of local creatures. Kaleeth did not feel comfortable helping them with their belongings unless she was asked to, but she had no problem following Janius around. "You staying in...common hut? I stay here too; we...stay together, then."

Ahnasha watched the villagers around them as they walked to the common quarters, the hunters in particular. She wasn't quite as sold on their kindness as Fendros. It certainly seemed that some of them were welcoming, but she could not shake the stares of those who were more suspicious. "I don't know, the ones we were talking to under the tree were nice enough, but that was only a part of the village's population. I get why the hunters are acting so suspicious. From what it sounds like, they are pretty much the village's guards, so it is their job to protect everyone. Not to mention the fact that their leader doesn't seem to like outsiders in the slightest. Some of the hunters may just be acting distrustful, I don't know, but it's the rest of the villagers that have me feeling unwelcome. Other than the ones we talked to, it seems like a lot of the people here are just ignoring us. If you look closely, you'll notice that they give little more than passing glances to us. If you make eye contact, they will look away real quick. They don't seem comfortable around us. I don't think we have universal acceptance here, but I suppose that it is better than being universally denied by them."

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

I think things are going to get pretty interesting by the time they leave the village. Not to mention the ideas I have for things to do after it. I have two things I would like to do after the whole thing with the village and the ritual. One of them is obviously the birth of the child, and the other is an idea I'll keep secret for now. I would like to start getting to your ideas and suggestions sooner, but the next two things have to take place soon for it to make sense in the story.

I like having interesting (and sometimes devious) plans. At any rate, goodnight.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

With how fast they spoke, Kaleeth did not understand most of what Fendros said to Janius, but it still seemed like he was paying attention to her, so she proceeded to answer his question. "I earn them in...test. We choose a test that...that..." She began, becoming visibly frustrated that she could not find the words to adequately describe what she was trying to say. The tattoos and how she earned them had a deep meaning to her that she simply could not express with her limited vocabulary. "Sorry, I don't know words for it. The test shows a...a part of, uh, us. A part of us. Something good about us. My...vines show...they show..."

Kaleeth stopped again to try and think of what she was saying. She wanted to describe how the thorny vines her tattoos depicted represented perseverance. She wanted to explain the analogy of how the resilient vines of the marsh thrived everywhere around them, no matter how harsh the conditions. No matter how many times they were cut down, they would inevitably return. It caused her no small amount of frustration that she could not give an explanation in Cyrodilic as eloquent as she could in Jel. "Tough...toughness. They show toughness. I can survive danger. My test had much danger. Hunters took me into marsh with no...bee-long-ings. No, spear, no clothes, no food. Just my...skills. I had to...not die, and find home again. I was away six nights. I got hurt, but I did not die. It was hard, but I am proud."

One of the villagers helped Reanaseer to her feet before leaving. The Elder approached Meesei with one final matter before returning to her hut herself. "It seems, at the very least, you have made our village less boring for the moment. As we mentioned before, you may stay in the common quarters. It is the largest hut, where all non-mated villagers, and guests, stay. You should be able to find a space large enough for your belongings. If I had to guess, I would say our Treeminder will be ready with the first trial in a few hours, but I would not expect more than one trial today. Now, I need to rest. May your scales be moistened by your stay here."

"Thank you." Meesei responded with an appreciative nod before Reanaseer left. She then motioned for any of the others not talking to one of the villagers to help her gather up their belongings to move to the common quarters.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Kaleeth gave Janius an enthusiastic nod. "Oh, yes, I happy to teach Jel, even more happy to learn. And we do wear...are-more. But no metal. We have bone and scales from prey. Very tough. Many hunters use wamasu hide. Very dangerous, but we get many scales and meat from one. I not earned my armor yet. My last test: kill wamasu with others, make armor. Then, I am real hunter." She said with a bit of a sigh. Even at first glance, it was easy to tell that earning her status as a hunter was something she was passionate about. She seemed to be trapped in her own thoughts for a moment before snapping out of it and focusing back on Janius with a more excited expression. "I earned tattoos, though. Last season, I still very proud. They have much mean-ing for me. You like them? You have tattoos?"

Julneen looked around at the others, then glanced back to his own hut. He did wish to stay, but looking at the gaze his wife gave him, he knew he could not. "I do have more questions, but I also have work to do. Others may wish to stay, but I must go. Perhaps later, we may speak." He said before standing up and taking his leave. Despite the fact that they could stay, many of the other villagers that had chosen to crowd around them started leaving as well, perhaps because they also had work to do, or because they were not confident enough to speak to the pack directly.

Meesei shook her head in response to Ralith. "No, I do not, but several friends of mine did. I would be careful not to underestimate your own influence on your brother. Whether he is trying to be like you, or doing all he can to be different, your actions will influence him." She advised. By this point, his brother had seen the scars Lorag could show, and their parents looked like they wanted the brothers to take their leave along with them. Meesei was uncertain of what else they would do while they waited on the preparations for Sabine's trials, but she was glad to have the chance to speak to the people of the village. Perhaps it would help to build some trust between them and the pack, though she doubted they would ever gain the trust of the Master-Hunter.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

"Ah, thanksss you. I remember it. Maybe I teach you Jel words too?" Kaleeth responded. "I wish we...could talk better. I not always...understand you easy. I still like it though. Talking to you. You...interesting. Exciting. I never talked to a Imperial before." Kaleeth paused for a moment to look up at the sky and see how much daylight they had left. Hunting at night in the marsh was extremely hazardous, so they would need to pick a time where they would not risk being caught away from the village after dark. When she looked back to him, she took notice of something that interested her. Hesitantly, she reached out and touched a finger to his chestplate to feel the metal of the iron armor. "Do you hunt in metal? Looks heavy. I never seen metal-clothes before." She said, not quite remembering the word for armor. "You get it in Cyrodiil?"

"Uhh, maybe it would be best if you didn't know." Julneen answered. "It is not kind. Master-Hunter Zharanthixil does not trust outsiders, especially Imperials. Actually, many here do not. Strangers have harmed us before, but...we trade with outsiders. They help us too. Not all of you are bad, I think. I'm just curious to know more about you, personally.

While Lorag was showing off what scars he had that didn't require removing armor plates, Meesei spoke to the other boy, as Lorag would likely not need her to interpret at the moment. She smiled at him and let out a soft laugh. "Ahh, but at what point were you just like him? Excited, ready to take on the world. I can see he has the passion. It is the training which will bring him wisdom. Your Master-Hunter, he seems like a man who excels at his role, and cares about his village. I was raised to become Treeminder in my village, but remember seeing my friends train to become hunters. I would be cautious not to become lax in your training simply because you have the advantage of a few years on your egg-brother. Whether you want to be or not, you will always be a role-model in his life, and he will always be looking for a way to best you. If you are not careful, you may find that he will succeed."

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Janius wears armor, right?

Elder Scrolls: Terror of the Padomaic

As requested, I edited on your response, as well as mine.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Kaleeth face lit up upon Janius' response. Her Argonian version of a smile showed that she couldn't have been in a better mood. "Thanksss you very much. I am...egg-sight-ed to hunt with you. I learn hunting for years. I am almost full hunter by now. I been using bow and...and, what is word for...long sharp pole? Sorry, I am not very good at Cyrodilic. I should learn more. You being nice to me. Very nice Imperial, not like Master-Hunter saysss. I like talking to you." She said before giving a light chuckle. "Even if I almost certainly sound like an unlearned hatchling." She added to herself in Jel.

No one immediately gave a response to Fendros, instead returning only silence Julneen glanced awkwardly towards one of the villagers near him, then looked hesitantly back to Fendros. "Who said this to him, precisely?" He asked.

Lorag gave a chuckle at the two boys' argument, even if he couldn't understand any of it; it wasn't as if Meesei was going to translate it. Their tone alone was enough for him to get the gist of what was going on. Growing up, he didn't have any brothers to argue with, but he made up for it picking fights with other children around the city. It would have been entertaining to see a scuffle between them, but one of the villagers shut them down before it got that far.

"It's always best to hunt in a group." Lorag responded once they got back to asking questions. "Some beasts out there are tough enough to take off your head in a single swipe, or punch through the toughest of metals. There's no shame in relying on others for help in a fight, and don't let anyone tell you otherwise. Now, that don't mean I haven't taken down some tough beasts all by my lonesome. That's just 'cause I didn't have a choice, though, and I have the scars to show for it." Before joining the pack, Lorag's opinion on fighting in groups would have pretty much been the exact opposite, but the pack mentality, along with his time in the Legion, had reversed his old lone wolf mindset.

Elder Scrolls: Terror of the Padomaic

I looked it up a while back, but I'll need to refresh myself. You can give a smaller post with Serge if you like, there is no issue with it. Or send me his response. Either way, I'll need to figure all the positions out again.

Elder Scrolls: Terror of the Padomaic

Well, I'm still not entirely sure what role would be most suitable for Sarel. What kind of role do you think would best suit him?