EliteCommander

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

The man did not seem to like Janius' apology, but since he didn't escalate the situation, he didn't grow any more angry. Instead, he just grunted and turned back to his table. "None of your business, kaoc."

Janius had certainly offended the group, but it didn't look like they cared enough to continue with the confrontation. For Meesei, that was good enough. She did not particularly care if the local population like them, she just wanted to get out without confrontation. She decided it would be best not to even attempt to interact with the patrons any longer and instead approached Sabine and placed her hand on her shoulder. "After we get our rooms situated, do you want to go find a courier to send your letter?" She asked.

Ahnasha smiled at Janius. Since nothing came of the confrontation, she found it rather funny. "You're an amazing people-person, aren't you?" She said sarcastically. Almost immediately, Rhazii started crying in her arms for some inexplicable reason. She started rocking him to try and calm him down, but it did not seem to work in the slightest. Eventually, once a few of the patrons started to look visibly annoyed, she let out a sigh. "I probably deserve that. Come on, let's take this room Fendros." She said before picking the room farthest to the right.

Elder Scrolls: Danger of Discovery (EliteCommander and Luna)

Swims looked into Veria's eyes sympathetically. He could understand why she was blaming herself, but he didn't think what she was saying was true. "Veria, do not be so hard on yourself. If anything, you saved me. That bandit was impatient, and didn't believe that we didn't have the gold, or maybe she didn't even care. She was going to kill us anyway. If you hadn't shot her, then she probably wouldn't have delayed in killing us. If she wouldn't have stopped to, you know, torture you, then those soldiers wouldn't have been able to save us in time. I owe you my life, and I think we both owe those soldiers our lives."

Murnglesh stayed near the door so as not to get in the way, but spoke up once she heard mention of the soldiers. "The patrol that saved you is still here in Blankenmarch. The leader, Do'Khajra I think, wanted to know if you recovered. I still don't think you should move from that bed, but I could go tell him and see if he would like to come to you."

"Yes, please. I would appreciate that. Thank you, for everything." Swims responded. Murnglesh bowed her head, then left the room to go get the Khajiit.

Elder Scrolls: Danger of Discovery (EliteCommander and Luna)

Murnglesh walked along with Veria to guide her to the room her friend was staying in and did her best to reassure her along the way. "As I said, your friend is in perfectly good health, or at least he will be. The bandits broke a few of hit ribs, his jaw, and cracked his skull. I know that sounds bad, but all-in-all, it could have been worse. The head injury did give him a concussion, but the Imperial healer who tended to him first did an excellent job of stopping any damage there, as well as repairing his fractured skull. I have been tending to his other wounds, and he will recover. He is awake, but I have forbidden him from leaving his bed for at least two days. I do not want him himself hurting himself any more than he already is. His jaw still pains him, so he has a bit of trouble speaking, but he is awake and fully conscious. As near as I can tell, it has not hurt his mind."

It was not long before the pair reached Swims' room . Murnglesh opened the door and motioned for Veria to enter. Swims was inside laying down in a bed eating a breakfast of oats, soup, and other items that did not require chewing. "Veria!" He shouted with a smile as soon as he saw her, which of course sent pain shooting through his face and caused him to grab his jaw. "Owww." He groaned. "I really shouldn't laugh. It kind of hurts...a lot. Anyway, I can't tell you how glad I am to see you. Are you alright?" He asked. His voice was somewhat slurred from his injury, but he seemed in good spirits.

Elder Scrolls: Danger of Discovery (EliteCommander and Luna)

"All of your belongings are in your room, you need not worry. Now come, take a seat and let me get a look at you." The priestess said reassuringly. She sat down on one of the benches lining the sides of the hallway and motioned for Veria to do the same. Despite all of the stereotypes of frightening and barbaric Orcs, the priestess had a soothingly calm demeanor. She was not unlike a caring mother for all who would come to her temple. Placing her hand on Veria's head, she let her restoration magic flow through her skull, which both soothed some of Veria's pain, and allowed her to see if anything was wrong with her health.

After a minute or so, the priestess was content that Veria was in good enough health, so she moved her hand from her head and gave her a smile. "I believe you are fine, my child. The soldier who brought you here, he said your name is Veria? It is good to meet you, my name is Murnglesh. Would you like me to take you to your friend, Swims?"

Elder Scrolls: Terror of the Padomaic

"Come on, let's go quick before this wears off." Sharee ordered, quickly taking the lead as she moved out from the bushes onto the beach and toward the water. Since they were all next to one another, it was easy enough for them to see each other, but not from too far of a distance. As she reached the water, she turned and looked at the silhouetted shapes behind her. It was good that Malakaus had a waterbreathing potion for himself. She actually had one she brought she would have given him, as he was not going to be doing much of anything that resembled swimming in that armor. For the rest of them, the swim was short enough that they could just hold their breath.

They would need to split into two groups, so Sharee decided to give command of the second to Malakaus, mostly because his silhouette was large and easy to identify. That, and they needed at least one person on each team that could handle a frontline fight. "Serge, Sarel, follow me, we'll hit the right side of the dock. Everyone else, follow Malakaus to the left. Let's go."

Sharee slipped quietly into the water, then swam on the surface to the very edge of the rock wall that was breaking their line of sight to the inside. With every second that passed, the spell concealing them was fading, so she quickly dove under and swam into the cove as soon as everyone else had caught up. She swam as quickly under the surface as she could get away with while still allowing the others, especially Malakaus, to keep up. After a few seconds, they split off into their two groups and headed to opposite sides of the dock. Sharee could see just above the surface, but the lighting inside the cove was not exactly good, and she could not see the location of every bandit. Hopefully, most of them would be inside the cave, so they would be able to establish positions on either side of the door.

Slowly, Sharee crept up to the edge of the dock and grabbed on to one of the supports. From where she was, she could see that there was a bandit immediately above her. He was sitting on the dock facing off to the left fishing, and completely unaware of her presence. He would be an easy enough target, but as soon as he was dead, she would no doubt be spotted. She could feel the chameleon spell wearing off, so she could wait no longer. Grabbing one of her daggers from its sheath, she grabbed a hold of the edge of the dock and pulled herself up. The Khajiit heard some movement behind him and turned around, but he was unable to stop her blade from entering his throat. Unfortunately, with the chameleon effect completely gone, the other bandits on the dock immediately saw her. She moved the dagger to her left hand and drew her cutlass while the others climbed up on both sides of the dock. At a glance, Sharee could see five bandits, but there were no doubt more inside, and when one of them shouted out that they were under attack, there was also no doubt that they would be rushing outside very soon. The bandits did have to grab their weapons, which were scattered around them, but that would only serve as an equalizer to allow the rest of Sharee's officers to climb up and get ready to fight.

Elder Scrolls: Danger of Discovery (EliteCommander and Luna)

When she heard screaming coming from the basement underneath the main room of the chapel, the Priestess of Kynareth wasted no time in going downstairs to comfort their guest. She was an Orc, middle aged, with black hair. She wore a simple, tan robe, with no sort of extravagant accessories. She had been in charge of caring wounded pair of travelers since the Imperial patrol brought them in the previous night. Presently, it was a few hours past noon, so they had been sleeping for over twelve hours.

Once downstairs, the Orc priestess saw the Imperial girl looking around frantically. She approached in a nonthreatening manner and spoke in a calm voice. "Do not worry, child, your friend is fine. Kynareth has blessed both of you with good health. I have been watching over both of you since you arrived last night. Your friend awoke about an hour ago. I can take you to him soon, just let me take a look at you first. You were hit in the head a few times, by what I could tell. I need to make sure you are alright."

Elder Scrolls: Danger of Discovery (EliteCommander and Luna)

The Khajiit stopped beating on Veria once she stopped resisting and instead grabbed both of her arms and pulled her to her feet. "Boss, I got her." He said simply. Ultimately, it was Veria's choice to submit that ended up saving Swims, as when the Nord heard the Khajiit speak up, she stopped short of delivering the killing blow on Swims and instead approaching Veria. He was too heavily wounded to even stand, so Swims was of no threat to them, and without help, would likely die of his wounds.

When the Nord walked up to Veria, she grabbed her by the shoulders and, in a rage, slammed her up against a nearby tree. "You stubborn little girl, you just had to be stubborn, didn't you? All you had to do was pay up and you would be fine. But you had to go shooting me with that lucky arrow of yours. Now, I'm going to make you wish you were dead."

The Khajiit took a few steps back to avoid the effects of his boss' rage, but he still seemed uncomfortable. "Boss, we really can't afford to wait around here like this. W have to get moving or-"

"Shut up!" The Nord barked, returning her attention to Veria. With the hand Veria had shot, the Nord grabbed Veria's right hand and pressed the back of it up against the tree. "You see this wound you gave me? Cut clean through my hand." As she spoke, she pulled one of her daggers with her other hand, then all at once stabbed it completely through Veria's hand, pinning it to the tree. "Well, I'm going to do that, and much, much worse."

Before the Nord could make good on her threats, a loud voice rang out to their left. "Hey!"

When they turned their heads, they saw a single Khajiit male in Imperial light armor standing over the fresh corpse of their Bosmer companion, with his throat cut. Both the remaining bandits drew their weapons to defend themselves, but in doing so, they stepped just far enough away from Veria that the rest of the Imperial patrol, who were concealed in the bushes behind them, could fire their bows. Both the Khajiit bandit and the Nord were riddled with arrows and were dead before they hit the ground.

The Khajiit soldier ran forward as the rest of his patrol revealed themselves. If Veria was still perceptive enough to notice, she would recognize the Khajiit as someone they knew from Leyawiin, Do'Khajra. He wasn't quite a friend of Swims and Veria, but more of an acquaintance they were on good terms with. He was a few years older than them and had joined the Imperial legion three years prior. Evidently, he was good enough to be given command of his own patrol.

"Swims, Veria, what are you two doing out here?" Do'Khajra exclaimed. Noticing their dire predicament, he looked to his patrol's healer. "Lurian, check on the Argonian, see what you can do."

As the Imperial healer went to help Swims, Do'Khajra rushed over to Veria, removed the dagger from her hand, then caught her as she nearly collapsed to the ground. "Hold on, let me help you." He said, quickly reaching into his bag and pulling out a few bandages to wrap around her hand. "Are you hurt anywhere else?"

Elder Scrolls: Danger of Discovery (EliteCommander and Luna)

At first, the Nord actually showed a bit of fear after Veria's first shot, but once her second missed spectacularly, she looked at the pair while clutching her bleeding hand with more anger than Swims had ever seen in a person. "You...you're going to pay for that! Get her, and keep her alive. I want to have fun with this one."

The Khajiit seemed dubious about getting into a fight while they were in such a hurry, but he wasn't about to disobey. The Bosmer fired an arrow at Swims, but by some miracle (or perhaps just because his shield was large enough to cover most of his body) the arrow impacted the shield without penetrating. That did not, however, stop the Nord from picking up her mace in her off hand and coming after him, as he was between her and Veria. He tried to stop the Khajiit from rushing past him towards her, but the Nord came at him with her mace and forced him to put up his defense. He drew his blade as the weapon impacted the shield, but even so, he still stumbled back. He didn't expect either the force he was hit with, or how much his arm would hurt from the mace's impact.

"I thought the shield was supposed to protect me? Why did it hurt so much?" He thought to himself. Nevertheless, as soon as he was stable once more, he took a swing with his own sword at her neck. Unfortunately for him, he unconsciously telegraphed his swing far too much and made it too predictable. Not to mention the fact that he committed too much force to the swing and left himself open for too long. All the Nord had to do was hop back to avoid the swing, then lunge forward with her mace. She struck him in the shoulder hard enough to throw him off balance, then kicked him to the ground. His armor was of little use against a blunt weapon, so he received the full force of the strike, enough to fracture his shoulderblade. He rolled over onto his back and tried to stand up, but it was easy for the Nord to kick the sword out of his hand. He was able to put up his shield to protect his face, but his body was completely exposed. She struck his torso again and again with the mace. He cried out in pain, as it seemed like each hit broke a new rib or other bone. When he finally moved his shield to protect his body, she hit him clean in the head, causing him to bleed from both his nose and mouth, but somehow, he remained conscious.

Meanwhile, the Khajiit wasted no time in rushing Veria. She did not have enough time to nock another arrow before the Khajiit reached her, and since he had been ordered not to kill her, instead of using his dagger, he jumped and tackled her straight to the ground. With him on top of her, the bow she carried was entirely useless. The Khajiit was no barbarian, but nevertheless, his physical strength could overpower Veria's. He decided he would beat her into submission, so he balled up his fist and started punching her repeatedly in the jaw.

Elder Scrolls: Danger of Discovery (EliteCommander and Luna)

It has been a long time since we have done this RP, but if you remember, our characters are meant to be unskilled novices when it comes to fighting. They were supposed to get better gradually as the story progressed. It wouldn't really make sense for Veria to be skilled with her bow at this point.

Shadows in the Moonlight

"Alright, you go pick a spot by the lake, and I'll get the grill." Sam said, leaning down to give her a kiss on the cheek. With that, he walked to his car and opened the trunk while Stevie walked over to the lake. In order to be portable, the grill wasn't especially large, but it was more than enough to cook for two. He took a small bag of charcoal, as well as some hamburger meat from the icebox, and closed it up in the grill so he could carry it all at once. One of the advantages of his werewolf strength, he supposed, was that he did not have to make near as many trips when carrying things.

Before leaving the camp to head to the lake, Sam changed into a pair of swimming trunks. He still couldn't get over the muscularity his transformation had given him. With how much strength he now had, it made sense, but it was still a bit surprising every time he saw himself. He had never been one for exercise before, so it was something he had to get used to. Regardless, he took the grill and carried it to the part of the lake Stevie had selected.

"It is really beautiful out here, isn't it?" Sam commented as he began to set up the grill. "Although, I would say it wouldn't be half as beautiful without you here." He added with a smile.