EliteCommander

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

"He said he is going to speak to the Elder to stop him from being a part of the Trial or Ritual. I don't think the Treeminder wants father to be around you anymore." Kaleeth answered. She looked up at Meesei, as well as Sabine in her arms. She felt bad that the girl had been hurt so much, but at the same time, she was impressed with how Meesei dealt with it. She stopped the fight with her magic without hurting either participant, and she managed to stop her father in his tracks. Despite her initial fear, Kaleeth was glad she was there, and she was glad she didn't take the fight with father any farther than she did. Even if it would have been justified, Kaleeth simply would not have been able to handle losing her father.

"Your friend, Meesei, she was very brave to do what she did. She must be very good with her magic to stop father like that." Kaleeth commented. Soon enough, Meesei started to walk back to the common hut with Sabine in her arms. Both of them were still glowing with the restoration magic Meesei was using. She would stick by Sabine's side and heal her until she had no more magicka left to use, just to prevent her from experiencing the slightest discomfort at her wounds. Meesei still wanted Sabine to be able to undergo the ritual,

Kaleeth had stopped sobbing by this point and, all things considered, seemed to be okay. "At least Sabine is in good hands." She looked down for a few moment, then back to his face with a slight, forced smile. "Maybe we should go find your other friends and get the wamasu back from them, if they even want to give it back."

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"Come on, get down from there!" Ahnasha shouted up into a tree. She and Fendros had decided to continue where they left off before with her painting, so they had gone to the edge of the village like before and, naturally, had brought the wamasu with them. Everything had been fine at first; it just curled up and slept on a rock. Ahnasha even considered moving it next to Fendros so she could add it to the painting, but after a while, it grew restless. Now, it was up in the branches of a tree, and she wasn't in any condition to go climbing.

Ahnasha looked at Fendros beside her while scratching the back of her neck. "I swear, I didn't know that thing could climb like that. Would have kept a better hold of it if I knew. Maybe...you think you could get up this tree? Once you get up there, I don't think it would be hard to-" She began, but was suddenly interrupted when the wamasu hatchling jumped from its branch and landed directly on Fendros. The creature wasn't that heavy, but the sudden surprise caused him to fall right on his back. In response, Ahnasha of course started laughing hysterically. For a good ten seconds, she laughed harder than she had for quite a while, almost to the point where she was out of breath. "Nice catch." She commented after gasping for breath for a few seconds.

Ahnasha slowly brought herself down to the ground and sat next to Fendros' head. The wamasu was resting on Fendros' chest, with its nose just a few inches from Fendros'. It sniffed of him a few times, then chirped. "You're just gloating now, aren't you?" Ahnasha commented while looking at the little creature.

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Mista Slaya said
How did I handle it? Does that seem acceptable?

I would recommend saying that the Khajiit he paid off speaks up as well. It would make it more believable, given that he lives there.

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Lucius Cypher said
If I was a witness, I would tell them I saw this jumpy khajit hurl a knife apt the breton, and than his two friends came to back him up. Than the other khajit jumped in, beating up the other two when their backs were turned. The khajits looked more the agressors in this instance.

Indeed, but Mista's character paid off the witness. That also has an influence.

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reganza said
I could change it military then.

Not entirely sure what you mean, but you can write as much as you want. If you already have the detail in the bio written, then there is no reason to change it (unless you are talking about your character not being affiliated with a government. Then...it might make it easier to change it.)

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Fatal Error 1337 said
Gah! Screw it I'm just going to let most of my characters history come out in the IC, trying to type out several hundred years of it at once is making my brain cramp.

That is...one disadvantage of Rothians. I just gave a basic overview of Rareth. There has been plenty that has happened to Rareth in her hundreds of years of life.

Elder Scrolls: Terror of the Padomaic

You may want to mention that a Dominion guard comes by to check on the commotion. If witnesses back up that the dead guys were the aggressors, then they probably wouldn't arrest them.

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Hmm, something I probably should have mentioned at some point is that, while it is possible for mercenaries to be a part of this team, it is really a lot easier for characters to be associated with governments. Ashley worked with Rareth before, so she came well-recommended from Rareth. Hail, do you think it would be possible for Ashley to have known reganza's character at some point, that way she could recommend him as well?

Elder Scrolls: Terror of the Padomaic

Noelle is playing quite the dangerous game with that illusion. Sharee's punishment for deception like that might be a bit...painful.

Elder Scrolls: Terror of the Padomaic

Sharee was quite liking the tea. It was soothing to drink, almost to the point that it made her forget about her headache. She started on her breakfast as well, and for a moment, tried thinking of a way to get Noelle to do this for her every morning. That would probably end up being too inconvenient, though, since she had duties in the infirmary. She could probably just get Allaina to do it, perhaps move her back into the captain's cabin again.

Even if it did sound like complaining, Noelle brought up valid points that Sharee really couldn't ignore. It took a lot more than weapons and armor to run a successful pirate vessel, and at this point, they weren't exactly doing well on the armor. "Honestly, I don't really like that we had to take off all those plates, but those Imperial markings would get us killed in Dominion waters just as fast as anything. We aren't doing well financially right now, so I'm hoping to sell some of the raw materials we took off for some replacements. Find the right buyer and they won't care about the markings. Actually, if there are any other pirate vessels docked, we might be able to sell it to them. Imperial markings would make it a bit easier to operate in Imperial waters. At any rate, I have no particular interest in letting my crew die, so we'll be getting supplies for the infirmary as soon as we can. It might not be a lot of supplies, but it will be something. As for the garden thing, I think I said before what you have to do. If you can deal with watering the plants, you can do it. We have to carry enough water for the crew, and we don't have the ability to carry a lot of extra water around for plants. However, as an alchemist, I know there are ways to separate salt from seawater. It's not efficient enough to get drinking water for a whole ship, but you might be able to use that process to water some plants. I'm not going to do it, but as long as you are willing to worry about desalinating the seawater, you can have your garden. " Sharee answered. As she was talking, she couldn't help but to look over Noelle a bit suggestively. For some inexplicable reason, Noelle seemed oddly appealing. Sharee couldn't help but to feel that something was amiss. It wasn't normal for her, and she wanted to get to the bottom of it. "You know, you're looking pretty good right now." She commented.

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Sure, I can talk for a while.