EliteCommander

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Freeshooter92 said
Sooo...Why does Ssarak get a side story? Doesn't that imply he's more important than the rest of us?

You should join the side story.

Blood Act I: Auxilary Tale - Ssarak's Story (Private Party)

I was pretty busy today, but tomorrow is looking a bit cleaner for me. Hopefully I can write up what I need for the first post.

Elder Scrolls: Terror of the Padomaic

Mista Slaya said
I haven't been posting because I don't really have anything to do at this point except wait.

Sharee has called everyone to the top deck, and since your character is there as well, you could make a post commenting on that. It is apparent at this point that she has something special in mind.

The Depths of Deception

Rareth took a seat on a nearby couch to relax while she waited for her breakfast. Hopefully, her breakfast would make her less likely to vomit than Shiva's. Rareth still found it interesting that the two Masulu had elected to take different rooms. Perhaps it was intentional, and Shiva was meant to help gather information on others in the team, away from Shuo, who might be considered a superior. Or, perhaps she simply did not want to spend her off time with her commanding officer. That also seemed to be a reasonable assumption. Either way, Rareth had not had reason to speak very much to Shuo, while she had gotten to know Shiva at least a bit better.

"The ability is nice, but as Shuo said, it has its downsides. In more...hazardous situations, you have to be acutely aware of your surroundings at all times, and you have to be ready to react in an instant. When you can be anywhere at any time, you have to start approaching situations differently. Spaces become a lot less linear once you learn how to use teleportation properly. That might be something worth teaching the rest of you. We're going to be working together after all, so it would be best if we are all aware of how we can use each other's abilities, whether that be teleporting, healing, or cooking up seafood foul enough to make your opponent vomit." Rareth commented with a laugh.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Thorantilth gave a slight shrug in response to Fendros. "That creature has been Kaleeth's responsibility since she found it, so I suppose it remains hers. Certainly, there is no one I know of who wishes to be responsible for it. You should take it with you; it is your choice on whether or not to keep it."

Zharanthixil showed no real emotion in his expression other than an accepting nod. "See that you do." He said simply before turning away from Janius and to his daughter. His normally stoic visage gave way to one that subtly gave away his sadness. For a few moments, he just looked upon his daughter's face in silence before finally speaking up. "Kaleeth...wait here a moment. There is one last thing I would give to you."

Stepping away for a brief moment, Zharanthixil walked into his hut, then returned a few minutes later with something in his arms wrapped in cloth. He presented it to Kaleeth, who accepted it, then pulled back the cloth to see what it was. As soon as she recognized it, her eyes widened and she looked back up to her father.

"The wamasu armor? But I never..." She began before Zharanthixil interrupted with a slight smile.

"I finished it for you, while you were lost. I know it is a bit against tradition, but if something had happened to you, I could not stand the thoughts of your last great accomplishment going unfinished. Now that you are going out alone into the world, it is only right that you have it so that it may serve and protect you on your journey. Use it to remember your home, to remember that you are and always will be a hunter, and to remember your mother and father, who love you and could not be any more proud of you." Immediately as he finished speaking, both himself and his wife wrapped their arms around their daughter, unashamedly letting out their emotions.

When they finally pulled away from each other, Kaleeth tried to stay strong as she looked at them. "Mother, father...goodbye. I love you."

Kaleeth maintained a somewhat strong expression up to the point where she turned around and started heading towards the pack. Once they were unable to see her face clearly, she looked down at the armor she was carrying with tears in her eyes and perhaps the most saddened expression she had ever bore.

Elder Scrolls: Terror of the Padomaic

This has been moving slowly (or not at all), the past week, but I suppose everyone has their own reasons. I have been just waiting on responses.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

The next morning was none too pleasant for Kaleeth. Her conversation with her parents devastated both them and her. They pleaded with her to stay, and as much as she wanted to, she knew she could not. Worst of all, she could not even explain why she had to leave.She was forced to make them think that she cared so little for them that she was willing to leave for someone she had known for only a week or two. For their sakes, she tried to fashion her reasoning to make her seem even more naive and stupid. Maybe then they would not be hard on themselves. No matter how much they argued with her, she could not change her decision, and she was old enough that her parents could not decide for her.

A small group had formed outside the common hut. Both of Kaleeth's parents, as well as Thoranthilth and Tunzeek were there to see them off. The Treeminder seemed disappointed that Kaleeth had decided to leave, but his expression held nowhere near the emotion as his parents. Kaleeth's mother had her arms wrapped around her hustband, crying at the realization that her daughter was leaving her. Even Zharanthixil could not hold back tears. For him, it seemed like everything he had tried to accomplish had failed. Other than his wife, he would have no family, no legacy after this day.

As Kaleeth approached the pack with her head hung low in shame, Reanaseer emerged from her hut. She rarely left the safety of her home, but now was one of those important times. Slowly and carefully, she followed the scents and sounds around her and used her walking stick as a guide. Even in her old age and blinded eyes, it was easy enough for her to navigate with her acute sense of smell. Taking a few sniffs of the air and the familiar scents filling it, she approached not the pack, but Zharanthixil and his wife. She placed an old, frail hand on his shoulder, she looked in the general direction of his eyes. "I was not mistaken in believing this would bring...uncomfortable change. Now is the time to remember and trust in the Hist's will. This is the best choice...trust me."

Zharanthixil could not understand how someone as wise as Reanaseer could possibly believe Kaleeth's choice to leave was "best" for anyone, but there was no point in debating it now. He had already argued to the last with Kaleeth, and she had not budged in her convictions. At least this time losing his child, he had the knowledge that she was still alive. That was some consolation. Before saying his final goodbyes to Kaleeth, the Master-Hunter directly approached Janius. While obviously upset, he did not carry the same kind of threatening posture that he usually did around Janius. "You, Imperial, Janius. If it has not been made clear so far, I do not like you. I will not like you. You are taking away my only child and for reasons I cannot understand, she is going willingly. Since I clearly can do nothing about this, however...I need to trust you. I need to trust that you will care for her physically, and emotionally. I need to know that, even if I can never have a part in her life again, that she will be happy wherever she is. Do this for me, and for her, so that myself and her mother may at least have some comfort as we live out the rest of our days alone."

The Depths of Deception

"Ah, Shuo. Come in, there's no need to knock, really." Rareth commented with a sarcastic chuckle just as she started cooking her breakfast. While she waited, she stepped back into the adjacent living room to join the others. "Anyway, I would definitely say her ship is fairly capable. We used it on our last mission, though I suppose it is hard to say if its performance was due to the ship, or its pilot. Of course, in this case, it is harder than you would think to tell the two apart. Ashley can completely possess almost any form of technology, so she can essentially become the ship, in a manner of speaking. It makes her a capable pilot. It is impressive, but...I would be lying if I said it isn't unsettling. As a magic user myself, Ii can safely say that is one aspect of the craft I will not be studying. No, I think my abilities are practical enough."

With a bit of a smirk, Rareth suddenly disappeared into a dark mist, teleporting the short distance to the kitchen. She decided to check on the breakfast Shiva had made, and immediately regretted her decision. She couldn't teleport away fast enough, appearing once again in the living room while holding her nose. "I think your sea...whatevers are ready. Could you do me a favor and remind me next time I decide to try to show off, to just...not. I'm sure that would be better for me."

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

For Meesei, she held her own regrets about the situation. She wished she would not have been so focused on the idea that she should trust Janius' judgement that she could not see how far his emotions might drive him. He did not bear the entire blame, of course, but there was no arguing that this would not have happened were it not for him. Meesei believed she should have stepped in and stopped it before it was too late, and resolved to make sure the same mistake did not happen again.

"I could debate with you for days about the decisions you have been making, about which were mistakes, and which were not. You believe your choices over the past few days have been mistakes, and perhaps that is true for many, but this is one choice I believe is correct. No matter how much you regret it, no matter how wrong you believe you are, the situation cannot change. Kaleeth is a werecrocodile. That is how it is, and likely how it always will be. To leave her alone would either mean she will die, or be consumed by her beast and become near completely feral. If she stayed here, it could mean the death or infection of many more. The only right choice now is to help her gain control, and that is a responsibility that can only fall to you. I cannot quite say I know how she feels about you anymore. Perhaps this experience has destroyed the feelings she had for you, or maybe she is just temporarily overwhelmed by emotion at the moment. Either way, you have shown you can be around her without her attacking you. Even if we cannot understand it, if Hircine gave her the gift of beast blood, he did it for a reason." Meesei answered before adopting a much more stern tone. Placing a hand on his shoulder, she looked him in the eyes with an unwaveringly serious expression. "However, if she travels with us, there is one possibility you need to be prepared for. A werecrocodile is a strong, fierce opponent, not to be approached in a direct confrontation. Most of us could easily escape her if she lost control...except for one. In this environment, and in her current state, Ahnasha would be vulnerable. Any predator's first choice is the sick or weak, so if she loses control and turns on us, you need to be prepared to end any threat to Ahnasha...through whatever means necessary."

The Depths of Deception

I posted that an hour ago, and it is just now showing up for me.