"Do not speak to me, worm. You and your kind have already caused me enough grief. I know you have come to my home to harm us, and you have poisoned my daughter's mind and body. You do not deserve my answer." Zharanthixil answered with an expression that harbored even greater disdain than Janius'. His attitude towards Kaleeth was less directly angry and more disappointed. There was genuine grief in his eyes alongside the rage, grief with an intensity that showed how deep-seeded his anger towards Imperials was.
"Kaleeth, my daughter, it is within my capacity to forgive if you will just return to me. Come home, and we can cleanse you of his influence. Do not deny your family." Zharanthixil asked in a much more calm voice.
Kaleeth had a much harder time answering than she would have liked. Despite what Zharanthixil was doing now, and the impression he had given to Janius and his friends, he had always been a loving father. For as long as she could remember, he had devoted everything he had to caring for her, her mother, and the village as a whole. There was nothing more important to him than the village, and nothing more important in the village than his family. When Kaleeth's brother died the previous season, her father was grieving to some extent for months. He still had not entirely overcome the tragedy. Now, she was the only one, apart from his wife, that he had left, and she had still managed to anger him to the point of invoking his wrath upon his only child. This was the first time he had so much as raised his voice at her outside of training since she was but a hatchling. She hated that she had angered him to such an extent, and she feared that things would never go back to normal, regardless of what she did.
As she could not bring herself to answer immediately, Kaleeth sat down on the ground, drawing her legs in so she could rest her elbows on her knees and bury her face in her hands as she sobbed. She desperately wanted to find some way to placate her father. She was tempted to accept her father's deal and go along with him, but as much as she loved her father, she could not ignore how wrong she felt he was. Her mind was brought back to her memories as a young hatchling, sitting under the village tree with all the other hatchings and listening to the Treeminder teach about the Hist. She always enjoyed listening to his stories and had taken to heart their meaning. A part of her wished she could just go back in time and live again that part of her life where she could run carefree through the village getting into trouble with her friends. However, that was not the situation she was in. Now, her mind felt like it was being split apart by trying to choose between two people she cared deeply about. Janius may very well be her first love, but her father had been caring for and supporting her for all nineteen years of her life. In the end, it was not either person who influenced her final decision, but rather her beliefs. She was a faithful and loyal follower of the Hist, and her father's hatred was not their way. She could not claim to have learned anything from the Treeminder's lessons if she did not stand up for the beliefs she held.
"I...I can't. Kaleeth finally answered in a soft, frightful tone.
Zharanthixil shook his head and let out a sight. 'Foolish girl." The Master-Hunter commented before turning and heading back in the direction of the village, ignoring anything the pair had to say as he left.
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After Zharanthixil tackled Janius, he landed one strike after another. Janius did a fairly good job of protecting his head, but the Master-Hunter was relentless. Kaleeth was nearly paralyzed with fear at first, but when her father landed the first blow, her mind was immediately brought back to the fight with the wamasu. When the beast attacked, her first reaction was exactly like it was now. She cowered away from the threat, to afraid to stop it. Her cowardice was something that plagued her, something she hated. It was why she did not have too many friends among her fellow hunters; she was too frightful for them. It was Janius that saved her from death with the wamasu, and now, he was the one being hurt, and it was she that was in a position to help. She had to overcome her trepidation to do what was right.
Kaleeth ran up to her father and did her best to try and pull him off of Janius, but unfortunately, his reaction was instant. His response was more of an ingrained reaction than a conscious attack, but nevertheless, as soon as she touched him, he lashed out and struck her snout with his elbow. She recoiled back immediately, holding her hands over her face to cover the blood pouring from her nose. Zharanthixil stopped immediately as soon as he realized what he had done. His outward anger seemed to shift to a combination of disappointment and regret, and, more importantly, he stopped all aggression towards Janius. Actually, as soon as he let him go and stood to his feet, the Master-Hunter seemed to ignore Janius as if he were not there.
"You should not have done that, Kaleeth. You should know better. It was your foolish mistake that I accidentally hit you." Zharanthixil chided Kaleeth, trying to cast the blame off of himself and onto her.
Kaleeth was in tears by this point, not so much because of her injury as the situation itself. "Why are you doing this, father? Why did you attack him? The Hist teach us to be peaceful, not..violent and hateful."
"Foolish girl. The HIst teach us not to trust outsiders, and you have corrupted yourself by mating with one. What you have done is shameful, for both you, and our family." Zharanthixil shouted, his anger returning.
Kaleeth shook her head and sobbed slightly. "No, father, no they do not. The HIst teach us caution, but they do not spread hate, not like you have. I...I am not a hatchling anymore. It has been over nineteen years since I was hatched. Very soon, I will be a hunter of our clan. You cannot decide for me anymore. I chose to mate with him...and I would choose it again. There is nothing you can do to change that."
Zharanthixil barred his teeth once more and let out an angered growl. "You know not of what you speak. You may be an adult, but you act like a child caught up in wishful fantasies. I only regret that I did not arrive in time to stop your mistake"
The Master-Hunter finally paid attention to Janius once more, though that did not exactly seem to be a good thing. He was no longer violent, but his anger had not dissipated. He still felt the need to vent his rage. "You are not worth the air you breathe, kaoc. Be lucky I allow you to live after the insult you have cast upon my family."
Kaleeth ran up to her father and did her best to try and pull him off of Janius, but unfortunately, his reaction was instant. His response was more of an ingrained reaction than a conscious attack, but nevertheless, as soon as she touched him, he lashed out and struck her snout with his elbow. She recoiled back immediately, holding her hands over her face to cover the blood pouring from her nose. Zharanthixil stopped immediately as soon as he realized what he had done. His outward anger seemed to shift to a combination of disappointment and regret, and, more importantly, he stopped all aggression towards Janius. Actually, as soon as he let him go and stood to his feet, the Master-Hunter seemed to ignore Janius as if he were not there.
"You should not have done that, Kaleeth. You should know better. It was your foolish mistake that I accidentally hit you." Zharanthixil chided Kaleeth, trying to cast the blame off of himself and onto her.
Kaleeth was in tears by this point, not so much because of her injury as the situation itself. "Why are you doing this, father? Why did you attack him? The Hist teach us to be peaceful, not..violent and hateful."
"Foolish girl. The HIst teach us not to trust outsiders, and you have corrupted yourself by mating with one. What you have done is shameful, for both you, and our family." Zharanthixil shouted, his anger returning.
Kaleeth shook her head and sobbed slightly. "No, father, no they do not. The HIst teach us caution, but they do not spread hate, not like you have. I...I am not a hatchling anymore. It has been over nineteen years since I was hatched. Very soon, I will be a hunter of our clan. You cannot decide for me anymore. I chose to mate with him...and I would choose it again. There is nothing you can do to change that."
Zharanthixil barred his teeth once more and let out an angered growl. "You know not of what you speak. You may be an adult, but you act like a child caught up in wishful fantasies. I only regret that I did not arrive in time to stop your mistake"
The Master-Hunter finally paid attention to Janius once more, though that did not exactly seem to be a good thing. He was no longer violent, but his anger had not dissipated. He still felt the need to vent his rage. "You are not worth the air you breathe, kaoc. Be lucky I allow you to live after the insult you have cast upon my family."
I'm going to go to bed after this next post, so I'll go ahead and say goodnight in advance.
"Disrespect? You have gone much farther than disrespect." Zharanthixil said. His voice was at a normal volume, but the anger in his tone was palpable. "You come to my home, you mate with my daughter, then you have the gall to try and talk to me about respect, you worthless Imperial swine!" He shouted, practically growling at the end. He took a few more steps towards Janius, showing his teeth a bit more clearly. The Master-Hunter was not armed, but he nevertheless looked like he was ready for a fight. He had height on Janius, so his seething expression seemed all the more imposing.
Zharanthixil stopped for only a moment to glance at his daughter. She still looked terribly afraid, which did not seem to calm down the Master-Hunter. In fact, he seemed to become even angrier. It was unclear what thoughts were going through his mind when he looked back at Janius, but it was clear they were not peaceful. He stared in silence for what seemed like an eternity, letting his rage fester until it reached the tipping point. "No, you do not deserve my mercy." He said, letting out a yell as he took off in a dash towards Janius. It was clear that he was done talking.
Zharanthixil stopped for only a moment to glance at his daughter. She still looked terribly afraid, which did not seem to calm down the Master-Hunter. In fact, he seemed to become even angrier. It was unclear what thoughts were going through his mind when he looked back at Janius, but it was clear they were not peaceful. He stared in silence for what seemed like an eternity, letting his rage fester until it reached the tipping point. "No, you do not deserve my mercy." He said, letting out a yell as he took off in a dash towards Janius. It was clear that he was done talking.
Like I said, complications.
Perhaps courting the daughter of the anti-Imperial Master-Hunter is not the...safest move for an Imperial.
You should see the really devious plans I have farther down the road. Don't worry though, everything won't take some unexpected turn. If everything has some unexpected twist, then the unexpected quickly becomes expected.
Perhaps courting the daughter of the anti-Imperial Master-Hunter is not the...safest move for an Imperial.
You should see the really devious plans I have farther down the road. Don't worry though, everything won't take some unexpected turn. If everything has some unexpected twist, then the unexpected quickly becomes expected.
With a mischievous smile, Kaleeth immediately took the waterskin and downed its contents. Once again wrapping her arms around him, she pressed her snout against his nose and looked him in the eyes. "Is that good answer?" She said before giving him another kiss, the first of many in the intimate moments they shared.
The shadowed figure moved past the Hist tree in the center of the village, following the scent of the one it was searching for. Given how the marsh could obscure scents, it took time and effort to determine where she may have gone, but its progress was steady and certain. The figure did not appear to be in a rush, but it certainly appeared dedicated. Eventually, it narrowed down the direction she had traveled out of the village, as well as picking up on another scent that was a bit less fresh. At this point, the figure started moving more quickly, but more silently as well. The shadowy figure moved as if it was one with the shadows, with footsteps that were light enough that they might as well not even exist.
When the shadowed figure came upon Janius and Kaleeth, his face was revealed in the moonlight, and he was not pleased. Kaleeth saw him first and could not hold back a scream. She tried to move herself away from Janius, but it was too late; he had already saw what they were doing together.
"Father!" She shouted in surprise as she looked up at the imposing, tattooed form of Master-Hunter Zharanthixil before them. In the Master-Hunter's face was pure rage, directed completely at Janius at the moment. He bared his teeth while letting out a low hiss and balling his hands up into fists so tight that his own claws punctured his scales and drew a small amount of blood. He did not move for the moment, but he looked as if he was willing to beat Janius to death with his bare hands.
The shadowed figure moved past the Hist tree in the center of the village, following the scent of the one it was searching for. Given how the marsh could obscure scents, it took time and effort to determine where she may have gone, but its progress was steady and certain. The figure did not appear to be in a rush, but it certainly appeared dedicated. Eventually, it narrowed down the direction she had traveled out of the village, as well as picking up on another scent that was a bit less fresh. At this point, the figure started moving more quickly, but more silently as well. The shadowy figure moved as if it was one with the shadows, with footsteps that were light enough that they might as well not even exist.
When the shadowed figure came upon Janius and Kaleeth, his face was revealed in the moonlight, and he was not pleased. Kaleeth saw him first and could not hold back a scream. She tried to move herself away from Janius, but it was too late; he had already saw what they were doing together.
"Father!" She shouted in surprise as she looked up at the imposing, tattooed form of Master-Hunter Zharanthixil before them. In the Master-Hunter's face was pure rage, directed completely at Janius at the moment. He bared his teeth while letting out a low hiss and balling his hands up into fists so tight that his own claws punctured his scales and drew a small amount of blood. He did not move for the moment, but he looked as if he was willing to beat Janius to death with his bare hands.
I think I'll do a bit of a skip in the next one
"I never really felt like this before. I thought I had been in love before, but I don't think I have. I liked him, but...it is not the same as with you." Kaleeth answered. She continued to hold on to him tightly, not really intent on letting go. Being Imperial, he was very different from her, but honestly, she did not consider that a bad thing. As far as attractiveness was concerned, he didn't exactly fit the Argonian definition of handsome. Without horns, a tail, or even a snout, he didn't even have half the features necessary for it, but there was something else about him that she couldn't quite place, something she found appealing. Of course, it wouldn't have mattered if he was the ugliest man in Tamriel, that wasn't why she was attracted to him.
"With you, I love talking to you ,taking time with you, hugging you, just...being around you. There is not anything I would rather be doing than laying here with you." Kaleeth continued. She paused for a moment and gave a grin before amending her statement. "Well, there is one thing." Kaleeth reached out and grabbed the satchel she had taken from her parents' hut. She opened it up and pulled out a small leather waterskin as she locked eyes with him.. "I did bring the...potions, we talked about."
"With you, I love talking to you ,taking time with you, hugging you, just...being around you. There is not anything I would rather be doing than laying here with you." Kaleeth continued. She paused for a moment and gave a grin before amending her statement. "Well, there is one thing." Kaleeth reached out and grabbed the satchel she had taken from her parents' hut. She opened it up and pulled out a small leather waterskin as she locked eyes with him.. "I did bring the...potions, we talked about."
They could still talk for a while.
Kaleeth was silent for a few moments as she thought. She put her hand on Janius', then took a deep breath. "I...do not know if I can pretend. I do not want to. I know this will not be easy, but I do not care."
Kaleeth removed her satchel and loincloth, then slipped into the water beside Janius. She put her arm around him, then looked at him with equal amounts of fear and longing. She was definitely scared, but she was also certain, and it showed in her expression. "I would regret more if I did nothing, and never learned what would happen." With that as her answer, she wrapped her arms around him more tightly and gave him her deepest kiss yet.
In the middle of the village, a figure walked, obscured by shadows. It walked with purpose, in utter silence. It peered through the cloth that served as the door for the common hut and observed which bedrolls were empty. Then, without a sound, it left just as quickly as it had arrived.
Kaleeth removed her satchel and loincloth, then slipped into the water beside Janius. She put her arm around him, then looked at him with equal amounts of fear and longing. She was definitely scared, but she was also certain, and it showed in her expression. "I would regret more if I did nothing, and never learned what would happen." With that as her answer, she wrapped her arms around him more tightly and gave him her deepest kiss yet.
In the middle of the village, a figure walked, obscured by shadows. It walked with purpose, in utter silence. It peered through the cloth that served as the door for the common hut and observed which bedrolls were empty. Then, without a sound, it left just as quickly as it had arrived.
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