EliteCommander

Elder Scrolls: Terror of the Padomaic

It's just that I can't serve everyone's needs at once. If I move on now, it would be unfair to Leon. If I don't, it negatively influences you. I know that Leon is working on things because he wrote quite a bit for a different RP yesterday (he is having to catch up). I'm not anticipating that it will take longer than today. Where are your characters right now? I might be able to think of something to keep you occupied. Maybe.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Meesei gave a slight nod to Tunxeex, though she kept most of her concentration on the task at hand. "Yes, early on, the majority of my magical training came from my father, the Treeminder. Since my earliest memories, I was trained in the skills I would need when it came time for me to take on his role, as I am sure it has been for you as well. Beyond that, I explored the mysteries of magic under my own initiative. Teaching one's self can take a good deal of time and effort, but it can lead to a unique understanding of the arcane elements of our world. If you have not already, I would recommend you try to discover such knowledge on your own, in addition to what you are being taught."

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Kaleeth shook her head. "No, we don't have fights to the death, not on purpose. He would probably try to hurt you, though. I just hope he gives up on all of this. He has already given himself embarrassment, maybe he will not risk giving himself more. He needs the respect of his hunters. He teaches the hunters, so some of them think about outsiders like him, but others don't. I don't know what he will do, though. He thinks he is trying to help me."

The wamasu squirmed out of Fendros' grasp and started to walk around between them. Kaleeth was not sure exactly what she intended to do with it, in all honesty. It was relatively harmless and defenseless right now, and it would be many years before it became especially large or dangerous. She never thought a wamasu would be as curious as this one seemed to be, given that the large ones were not as active as this hatchling. After a few moments of waking around, it stood up on its hind legs with its front legs resting on Janius, looked up, and chirped at him.

Elder Scrolls: Terror of the Padomaic

I assumed with you and Lucius going back and forth, you would have something to do. Besides, Leon is back and has a post mostly written, from what he told me. He was working on a different RP most of yesterday, but I'm expecting he will post his up sometime today. If I go on without him, it will probably invalidate his post, and I don't especially want to do that unless he takes too long.

Elder Scrolls: Terror of the Padomaic

Sharee is such an interesting character. I've already thought about how she can play this to her advantage, potentially.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

"It will only hurt until I have the rib set in the proper position and it starts to mend. After that, it will only hurt again if you put too much stress on it. For now, just try to relax. You should be fine to make more potions tomorrow. I doubt the next fight will be for another few days." Meesei explained. The rib made a slight popping noise when she moved it back to the correct position. As she said, it was painless, if a bit strange feeling. She then fused the outer shell of the bone fragments together and stimulated the marrow to begin repairing.

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Ahnasha let out a sigh. Fendros' question was hard to answer, as there seemed to be no obvious solution to any of these problems. If what Janius and Kaleeth said was true, then she could understand why they were doing what they were doing. She had been panicking about the issue of her lifespan, so she could only imagine what they were going through with the prospect of only being together a few more days. Like Kaleeth, she had no idea what was going to happen when that time came, but she couldn't imagine it would be as simple as just saying their goodbyes. "I'm not really sure. This entire situation is just...complicated. Kaleeth, you said the Treeminder wants to keep Zharanthixil away from all of us. If the Elder agrees, do you think he would go against the ruling they make?"

"I...don't think so." Kaleeth responded somewhat hesitantly. "He is an honorable man, and going against their decision would be dishonorable. I think he is already embarrassed at what happened at the trial. The treeminder had to yell at him, and your friend Meesei knocked him to the ground in front of a few of the hunters. He didn't expect that. I don't think he would want more dishonor, but...he might challenge Janius, or maybe Meesei to a fight. I don't know."

Elder Scrolls: Terror of the Padomaic

Sharee stopped, her expression slowly becoming a smile. She went back to walking towards Noelle in a suggestive fashion with a calmer voice. "What is love? Some say it is what happens when two souls destined to be together find one another." Once she reached Noelle, she reached out and lightly placed a hand on her cheek. "Others might say it is when two people find each other simply irresistible, but me? What do I call love?" She leaned in close to Noelle until her snout was only a few inches from her face, still holding a smile. "A lie." She said, her expression immediately turning serious and her voice harsh.

Sharee pulled away from Noelle, baring her teeth as she looked down at her. "Attachment is not something I've exactly ever been big on. You expect me to believe that, after years of going by my own whims, doing whatever and whoever suited my pleasures, that I would suddenly fall for some Human woman I've barely spoken to? I'll admit, you almost had me. I could have accepted that my attraction to you, but the sudden surge of trust? Not so much. No more games, no more stringing me along with whatever it is you're doing. You can trust me when I say that whatever cooperation you give me now is only going to help you. If you play this right, if you speak honestly, then you'll keep your pay, your job, and your life. Now, what is going on?"

Elder Scrolls: Terror of the Padomaic

"Oh, I can say that my intent is not just flattery." Sharee responded. Her suggestive tone implied one thing, but her real meaning was far more manipulative. Noelle's words were like honey. They were convincing, and she wanted to believe them, but Sharee was a far more stubborn and willful individual than most. She had been attracted to plenty of people over the years. They were always male, but Noelle was a stretch enough that she could have accepted it, but this time, she was feeling a level of trust that was completely unlike her. She was not completely certain yet, but her suspicions had been cemented.

"For something like this...my duties can wait." Sharee commented as she started to walk towards the door, still maintaining a suggestive demeanor. "You know, I can't quite tell you why I feel that way about you, it's just..." She said in a cheery and upbeat voice before suddenly slamming the door surprisingly harshly. Turning her head back, she looked at Noelle with a far more serious, almost angered glare. "...I don't think it was the ale." She said, her voice losing any semblance of its former suggestive tone.

The Depths of Deception

I'll have to defer to cqb to see if it breaks any lore, but I like the character.

The Depths of Deception

Sad but true. TSA agents in the US do not have the quality of training, or standard of quality for applicants, that they should for the service they are meant to provide. The only real benefit they provide is the illusion of security, which I suppose is comforting for some, but is not worth what we are giving up for it. People shouldn't have to be profiled for other people to think they are safe.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Once Meesei had the potion, she placed it gently into Sabine's hand. "Drink this please. You made it yourself, so I imagine it will help." She said with a warm smile before moving on to heal her most serious injury. She started out by setting the rib in its proper place so she could begin to mend it. With all the magic flowing through her, and the potion to help, it would be a nearly painless process. She considered for a moment asking Tunxeex to leave, since Sabine would need rest, but they seemed to be getting along at the moment, and he was helping her to keep her mind off of her injuries, so she decided it would be best for him to stay.

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Kaleeth lowered her head and slowly nodded, clasping her hands together nervously. "I love Janius just as much as father hates him. I...don't know what is going to happen. With father, or with us. I don't know what I am expecting when it comes time for you to leave. I don't know if I will never end up seeing him again, if this is all some big mistake that will leave me in pain forever. I know anything I do to be with him will only cause me suffering, but I still want to be with him. That...is best way I can think of to explain it."

Glancing at Ahanasha's stomach, Kaleeth thought about their relationship. Before she and Janius approached, they seemed to be enjoying themselves thoroughly. Kaleeth had not seen them apart since they arrived, so she could only guess how close they were. If any of Janius' friends could understand how they felt, it was them. "Is it...the same for you? I do not think I have seen you apart. Do either of you feel like you would go through any pain for the other?"