At first, the Argonian girl wasn't sure that Sabine was speaking to her, but after a few seconds, she noticed that Sabine's eyes were firmly on her. She had to think for a moment to recall what she knew about the Redguard, but became more relaxed once she remember. "Oh, uh, I think his name is...Kanratu. He has been in Stormhold for...a month, maybe? I don't remember hearing him play before that. He plays Redguard music and likes to tell stories of his adventures to children. I think he makes most of them up, but they are still entertaining stories." She remarked.
"What? Nothing's wrong. Just you stopping me from dealing with that scum." Lorag retorted unconvincingly as they started walking away, completely ignoring the conman despite his protests. He didn't want Fendros' sympathy, or anyone's for that matter. In his mind, it wasn't as if Fendros could even really understand what was going on. Lorag said not another word and instead just looked around at the crowd, hoping to find trouble. He wanted Fendros to drop it, but honestly did not expect that to happen.
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As fortune would have it, their attack was quick enough to catch the bandits off-guard. Serge and Sarel charged past her to meet a few of them head on, which was fine by her. Malakaus and his team were having similar success on the other side of the dock, so they were quickly pushing in towards the door. Sharee saw that Serge and Malakaus were clashing with two of the bandits who were back to back just outside the door, so she decided to seize the opportunity for a few easy kills. Running up alongside Serge, she thrust her cutlass straight at his side. It was, of course, fairly easy for him parry away such a direct strike with his lance, but a few seconds of distraction was all Serge needed to bury his blade in his neck. The bandit's body did not even have time to hit the ground before Sharee dashed forward towards their final foe, who was facing down Malakaus. As she was approaching from behind the bandit, her attack this time was far more deadly. Her precisely aimed strike stabbed into his back through his heart, and would have come out the other side had it not been caught on a rib.
The last bandit, a Bosmer woman made a break for the door to hold up in the cave, which in turn triggered Noelle and Corrira's trap. She hit the frenzy rune first, then fell immediately into the frost rune, creating an explosion of ice that stabbed into her flesh and froze a portion of the water in her body. She was bleeding and weakened to the point that she could scarcely breathe, but also enraged enough to attack the first person she saw, in this case an Altmer man emerging from within the cave. She lashed out with an admittedly weak strike from her dagger, but it was enough to cut a gash through his leather clothing into his torso. He screamed out in both pain and surprise, but it was not a lethal blow, so he was able to kick the dying Bosmer woman to the ground and scramble back into the cave.
The Altmer was weakened and would prove an easy kill, so she tried quickly to follow him into the cave, but she stopped in her tracks just outside when she peered into the passage. The Altmer had managed to get behind one of his allies before he collapsed to the ground, an ally that she would want to think twice about taking head-on. About fifteen feet into the passage, she saw a Khajiit, and not a Suthay-raht as most Khajiit were that they commonly dealt with. This was a Cathay-raht. He was at least eight feet tall and appeared stronger and more massive than even Malakaus. His armor was mostly chainmail with a few heavier plates on his chest, but his sword was long enough to be a two-hander for a smaller race, and he could easily protect most of his body with his massive tower shield. Even more than his appearance, though, Sharee took caution at the manner he carried himself. He wasn't frantic like the other bandits, he was calm, collected. He had an air of confidence about him that did not seem to be born of arrogance. From the way the two or three bandits hiding behind him were acting, he was their leader, their best fight, or, mostly likely, both. To make matters worse, they couldn't just rush him all at once to overwhelm him, as the passage was only wide enough for one, maybe two of them to go through at a time.
"Hold up, don't rush in!." Sharee ordered. Waiting just outside the door, she reached into her potion bag and grabbed one of her poisons. The glass flask was about a fifth of the way full with a dark, green liquid, but it was not any normal sort of poison. Instead of applying it to her blade, she tossed it inside the cave and allowed it to shatter at the large Khajiit's feet. Upon impact, the volatile substance was disturbed enough to boil from its unstable liquid state into a green cloud of gas. The Khajiit and his allies behind him breathed in the poison, which had the effect of draining its victim's stamina, making them more prone to exhaustion. Sharee had two other flasks like it with her, one for magicka and another for stamina, but she would hopefully not need them.
Even if he was poisoned, the Khajiit would still be difficult to take down. Plus, any of Sharee's allies that ran in would be caught in the gas as well if they didn't wait a few seconds, so attacking from a distance would be best for now. "Don't go in until the gas clears; weaken him with magic." She ordered.
The last bandit, a Bosmer woman made a break for the door to hold up in the cave, which in turn triggered Noelle and Corrira's trap. She hit the frenzy rune first, then fell immediately into the frost rune, creating an explosion of ice that stabbed into her flesh and froze a portion of the water in her body. She was bleeding and weakened to the point that she could scarcely breathe, but also enraged enough to attack the first person she saw, in this case an Altmer man emerging from within the cave. She lashed out with an admittedly weak strike from her dagger, but it was enough to cut a gash through his leather clothing into his torso. He screamed out in both pain and surprise, but it was not a lethal blow, so he was able to kick the dying Bosmer woman to the ground and scramble back into the cave.
The Altmer was weakened and would prove an easy kill, so she tried quickly to follow him into the cave, but she stopped in her tracks just outside when she peered into the passage. The Altmer had managed to get behind one of his allies before he collapsed to the ground, an ally that she would want to think twice about taking head-on. About fifteen feet into the passage, she saw a Khajiit, and not a Suthay-raht as most Khajiit were that they commonly dealt with. This was a Cathay-raht. He was at least eight feet tall and appeared stronger and more massive than even Malakaus. His armor was mostly chainmail with a few heavier plates on his chest, but his sword was long enough to be a two-hander for a smaller race, and he could easily protect most of his body with his massive tower shield. Even more than his appearance, though, Sharee took caution at the manner he carried himself. He wasn't frantic like the other bandits, he was calm, collected. He had an air of confidence about him that did not seem to be born of arrogance. From the way the two or three bandits hiding behind him were acting, he was their leader, their best fight, or, mostly likely, both. To make matters worse, they couldn't just rush him all at once to overwhelm him, as the passage was only wide enough for one, maybe two of them to go through at a time.
"Hold up, don't rush in!." Sharee ordered. Waiting just outside the door, she reached into her potion bag and grabbed one of her poisons. The glass flask was about a fifth of the way full with a dark, green liquid, but it was not any normal sort of poison. Instead of applying it to her blade, she tossed it inside the cave and allowed it to shatter at the large Khajiit's feet. Upon impact, the volatile substance was disturbed enough to boil from its unstable liquid state into a green cloud of gas. The Khajiit and his allies behind him breathed in the poison, which had the effect of draining its victim's stamina, making them more prone to exhaustion. Sharee had two other flasks like it with her, one for magicka and another for stamina, but she would hopefully not need them.
Even if he was poisoned, the Khajiit would still be difficult to take down. Plus, any of Sharee's allies that ran in would be caught in the gas as well if they didn't wait a few seconds, so attacking from a distance would be best for now. "Don't go in until the gas clears; weaken him with magic." She ordered.
Meesei responded to Sabine's question with an enthusiastic smile. She too had heard a part of the music as they passed. It wasn't a style she had heard before, so it would be new to her. It wouldn't be like the festival in Thorn, where a crowd of people gathered to dance, but it would nevertheless be entertaining. "Certainly. Music is something that changes in every city, every village. I...think it is a custom to leave some gold if you stay to listen long enough, so be aware. I was yelled at for that once in Cyrodiil." She warned as they walked along. Even above the rumbling of the crowd, she could hear and follow the music to its source. As before, there was a crowd surrounding the musician, so it might be that whoever it was would be too busy to actually talk, but Sabine might find someone in the crowd who was willing to have a chat.
Lorag turned away from the Argonian when Fendros tugged on his arm, though he kept a firm hand on his coinpurse. His anger did not seem to diminish as he responded in a tone just under a yell. "What do you mean, not worth it? What, you want to just keep this scum on the street? Or do you just think I'm not good enough to handle it? You think I'm just a soldier only good for bashing in skulls? Or do you even think I can do that? I've got news for you, boy, I'm not useless, not yet. I can put down these scum with words or fists." He barked, finally giving some hint as to what was on his mind; it wasn't the conman that was truly agitating him.
Lorag turned away from the Argonian when Fendros tugged on his arm, though he kept a firm hand on his coinpurse. His anger did not seem to diminish as he responded in a tone just under a yell. "What do you mean, not worth it? What, you want to just keep this scum on the street? Or do you just think I'm not good enough to handle it? You think I'm just a soldier only good for bashing in skulls? Or do you even think I can do that? I've got news for you, boy, I'm not useless, not yet. I can put down these scum with words or fists." He barked, finally giving some hint as to what was on his mind; it wasn't the conman that was truly agitating him.
"That would be the location of her shop. Hmm, I think I remember it. Let me see the quill a moment." Meesei requested. She remembered reading the address when Ariel signed for the loan, but It had been quite a while since they had been in Thorn. She was not completely certain that the address she remembered was the correct one.
Seeing her hesitation, the Argonian woman chimed in. "If you cannot remember right address, you can put directions in comment section at the bottom. Our couriers are...resourceful. They will be finding it." She said reassuringly.
Meesei nodded and complied to the suggestion. She still gave the address as best as she could remember, but also wrote in directions at the bottom of the form, which she knew to be much more accurate .The fact that she knew the name of Ariel's shop would also help the courier find her. Once finished, she took out her coinpurse to start counting out the payment, as well as handed the form to Sabine for her to check over, which would also allow her to be the one to finalize the delivery.
Lorag cast his watchful eye onto every single thug-like group they passed, almost as if he was eying down a predators in the wilds. He was certainly serving his purpose by intimidating them, but every time they turned their heads and let the pair pass unhindered, Lorag looked almost disappointed. It didn't seem like anyone was going to disturb them, a least until the shifty-looking Argonian came up to them asking about a ring. Fendros was content just to ignore him and move on, but Lorag gave a subtle grin. He had no intention of going anywhere just yet, this was just what he had been wanting. That wasn't to say he didn't know what was going on. It might have been a few decades, but he grew up in Cheydinhal, he knew all these cheap scams. Plus, it wasn't like a lycan was going to own a silver ring.
"You tryin' to take me for a fool, lizard? What, you surprised I know your scheme, or surprised I care enough not to walk away? You're the worst kind of scum; at least a bandit has enough courage to fight for what he steals. You have to resort to trickery. You should do yourself a favor and throw yourself into whatever jail this city has before you make me any angrier." Lorag said in a stern, threatening tone.
Seeing her hesitation, the Argonian woman chimed in. "If you cannot remember right address, you can put directions in comment section at the bottom. Our couriers are...resourceful. They will be finding it." She said reassuringly.
Meesei nodded and complied to the suggestion. She still gave the address as best as she could remember, but also wrote in directions at the bottom of the form, which she knew to be much more accurate .The fact that she knew the name of Ariel's shop would also help the courier find her. Once finished, she took out her coinpurse to start counting out the payment, as well as handed the form to Sabine for her to check over, which would also allow her to be the one to finalize the delivery.
Lorag cast his watchful eye onto every single thug-like group they passed, almost as if he was eying down a predators in the wilds. He was certainly serving his purpose by intimidating them, but every time they turned their heads and let the pair pass unhindered, Lorag looked almost disappointed. It didn't seem like anyone was going to disturb them, a least until the shifty-looking Argonian came up to them asking about a ring. Fendros was content just to ignore him and move on, but Lorag gave a subtle grin. He had no intention of going anywhere just yet, this was just what he had been wanting. That wasn't to say he didn't know what was going on. It might have been a few decades, but he grew up in Cheydinhal, he knew all these cheap scams. Plus, it wasn't like a lycan was going to own a silver ring.
"You tryin' to take me for a fool, lizard? What, you surprised I know your scheme, or surprised I care enough not to walk away? You're the worst kind of scum; at least a bandit has enough courage to fight for what he steals. You have to resort to trickery. You should do yourself a favor and throw yourself into whatever jail this city has before you make me any angrier." Lorag said in a stern, threatening tone.
We might be able to collab it. I'll attempt to post before going to bed, but both today and yesterday have been long and exhausting. Luckily, tomorrow is a short day for me.
"Huh, what? No, I'm fine. You're looking for, what is it, books, right? Let's head over to the market or something, I guess Argonian cities still have those." Lorag answered in an entirely unconvincing tone. He was quick to shift to a neutral expression, but there was a moment when his face showed a hint of depression, or perhaps concern. He did not show emotion readily, and was even less likely to talk about it, but there was clearly something on his mind. Nevertheless, he kept a sharp eye out on the people they passed, just waiting for someone to try something.
"Yes, we would like to sent a letter to Thorn." Meesei answered, repeating herself in Jel just to make sure the woman could understand clearly. As they approached the counter, Meesei reached into her waterproof bag and retrieved the letter Sabine had written months prior. "We do not have an envelope for it. Do you have any for purchase?"
The woman gave a slight nod. "You not needing to worry about that. It is...covered in fee. We keep your packages very safe. Just..." She began as she grabbed a form from behind her counter and placed it in front of Meesei. She thought for a few moments on how to say what she wanted."Just fill out the information of the...person you are sending it to on this form. You can also make special requests for the delivery at the bottom of the page, though some may cost extra." She explained, her words much more clear since she had a chance to think.
Meesei would have liked to let Sabine fill out the form herself, but it would probably be best in this case if it were written out in Jel. Still, she could get her input. "Is there anything special you want to do for the delivery, Sabine, or is just delivering the letter sufficient?"
"Yes, we would like to sent a letter to Thorn." Meesei answered, repeating herself in Jel just to make sure the woman could understand clearly. As they approached the counter, Meesei reached into her waterproof bag and retrieved the letter Sabine had written months prior. "We do not have an envelope for it. Do you have any for purchase?"
The woman gave a slight nod. "You not needing to worry about that. It is...covered in fee. We keep your packages very safe. Just..." She began as she grabbed a form from behind her counter and placed it in front of Meesei. She thought for a few moments on how to say what she wanted."Just fill out the information of the...person you are sending it to on this form. You can also make special requests for the delivery at the bottom of the page, though some may cost extra." She explained, her words much more clear since she had a chance to think.
Meesei would have liked to let Sabine fill out the form herself, but it would probably be best in this case if it were written out in Jel. Still, she could get her input. "Is there anything special you want to do for the delivery, Sabine, or is just delivering the letter sufficient?"
Ahnasha gave a quick nod, being careful not to do too much to disturb Rhazii. "Yeah, go ahead. After he's had his fill, I'm going to try to get him to sleep, then maybe see about getting some rest myself. I would suggest looking for books or something like that. You might have to look for a while to find something that doesn't pertain only to Argonians. See you soon."
After Fendros closed the door and took a few steps away, Lorag practically dragged him out of the tavern with how quickly he rushed him out of the door. He seemed unusually eager, especially for something that did not pertain to him very strongly, and to say his attitude at the moment was odd would be an understatement. "Come on, lead the way...hmm, what should I call you now, Dunmer-dad? No, that sounds stupid. Ah, I'll figure it out. Now, let's go."
Kaleeth held herself especially close to Janius. She usually enjoyed the "private" moments they shared, but in this case, she honestly just wanted some distraction from her thoughts. She just wanted to get away from her regrets for a while, but she did her best not to let on to her troubles, but even so, there was still that look of regret in her eyes. regardless, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him, hoping he would forget about it.
After a few minutes of walking, Meesei and Sabine reached the market district. The main road cutting through it was even wider than the road leading into town, but it was even more crowded, as essentially served as a courtyard for an outdoor market. There were stalls with all sorts of foods, clothing, jewelry, and any other number of items for sale, in addition to businesses with proper buildings behind them. "Well, if you want to meet people, a market is a great place to do so. We should look for the courier service first. I would guess it would be located in one of the actual buildings, instead of the stalls. After that, though, I wouldn't mind shopping around and seeing if we can find some interesting people. Just keep an eye out for anyone you might want to talk to. I am not familiar enough with the culture of this city to know if it is normal to approach strangers, but I am sure there is a way we can justify a conversation, especially here."
After Fendros closed the door and took a few steps away, Lorag practically dragged him out of the tavern with how quickly he rushed him out of the door. He seemed unusually eager, especially for something that did not pertain to him very strongly, and to say his attitude at the moment was odd would be an understatement. "Come on, lead the way...hmm, what should I call you now, Dunmer-dad? No, that sounds stupid. Ah, I'll figure it out. Now, let's go."
Kaleeth held herself especially close to Janius. She usually enjoyed the "private" moments they shared, but in this case, she honestly just wanted some distraction from her thoughts. She just wanted to get away from her regrets for a while, but she did her best not to let on to her troubles, but even so, there was still that look of regret in her eyes. regardless, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him, hoping he would forget about it.
After a few minutes of walking, Meesei and Sabine reached the market district. The main road cutting through it was even wider than the road leading into town, but it was even more crowded, as essentially served as a courtyard for an outdoor market. There were stalls with all sorts of foods, clothing, jewelry, and any other number of items for sale, in addition to businesses with proper buildings behind them. "Well, if you want to meet people, a market is a great place to do so. We should look for the courier service first. I would guess it would be located in one of the actual buildings, instead of the stalls. After that, though, I wouldn't mind shopping around and seeing if we can find some interesting people. Just keep an eye out for anyone you might want to talk to. I am not familiar enough with the culture of this city to know if it is normal to approach strangers, but I am sure there is a way we can justify a conversation, especially here."
Managed to post, but now I really need to go to bed. I have a lot of stuff to do tomorrow.
"Indeed." Rareth answered to Ashley as she joined her in the common area. "It has been a long time since I have been sent to a hostage situation. This one seems particularly strange. Usually, hostages are either for demands, or protection. Since they have made no demands, I can only assume they are keeping them for protection, but for what reason? From everything I read in the briefing, this seems like a normal mining station. Certainly valuable to the right people, but unless they are planning to stick around to mine the planet, which would be fairly impossible for them, it would be pretty useless. Perhaps we'll be able to figure this out when we arrive. Anyway, I don't think I will be replicating last night or anything, but we should go get a drink, catch up. We haven't been able to speak much over the last few days." Rareth suggested as she started off towards her room.
With their mission now explained and their departure planned, the rest of the day seemed to pass fairly quickly. There were a few final pieces of business that needed to be handled before they left, but the Assembly was quick to help take care of them. Ashley had the clearance to move her ship into the hanger of the one they would be using. It was a corvette of Rothian make, so its hanger was just large enough to fit it. Instead of its original crew, this vessel would be manned by an Assembly sponsored crew, to help minimize any potential conflicts. The rest of the crew was able to forward any and all special requests to the ship's requisitions officer, a Human named Akilah bint Fadia al-Harthi. She did her best to fulfill the requests, though they were all fairly short notice.
After a night's rest, the team had to wake up early to arrive on time for the ship's departure. The Assembly was helpful enough to send some crew members to help move their belongings, for those who were comfortable enough to allow others to handle their things, at least. Rareth had no issue in allowing the crew to help her, so she was among the first to arrive at the dropship waiting for them on the landing pad just atop the building. It probably wasn't necessary at this point, but she still wore her formal suit, just in case there was someone she needed to make an impression on. She sat down in one of the seats closest to the dropship's loading ramp. As it was a military vessel, it wasn't quite as comfortable as she was used to, but at least it was a Rothian dropship, so the seats were of the appropriate size for her. The others would be able to fit just fine, they might just look a bit small in their seats.
With their mission now explained and their departure planned, the rest of the day seemed to pass fairly quickly. There were a few final pieces of business that needed to be handled before they left, but the Assembly was quick to help take care of them. Ashley had the clearance to move her ship into the hanger of the one they would be using. It was a corvette of Rothian make, so its hanger was just large enough to fit it. Instead of its original crew, this vessel would be manned by an Assembly sponsored crew, to help minimize any potential conflicts. The rest of the crew was able to forward any and all special requests to the ship's requisitions officer, a Human named Akilah bint Fadia al-Harthi. She did her best to fulfill the requests, though they were all fairly short notice.
After a night's rest, the team had to wake up early to arrive on time for the ship's departure. The Assembly was helpful enough to send some crew members to help move their belongings, for those who were comfortable enough to allow others to handle their things, at least. Rareth had no issue in allowing the crew to help her, so she was among the first to arrive at the dropship waiting for them on the landing pad just atop the building. It probably wasn't necessary at this point, but she still wore her formal suit, just in case there was someone she needed to make an impression on. She sat down in one of the seats closest to the dropship's loading ramp. As it was a military vessel, it wasn't quite as comfortable as she was used to, but at least it was a Rothian dropship, so the seats were of the appropriate size for her. The others would be able to fit just fine, they might just look a bit small in their seats.
Kaleeth lowered her head and broke eye contact as she thought back on her village. "I...still wish I could go home...maybe not forever, I just want to see them. I like it here, with you, but I miss mother and father, all my friends, the Treeminder. Everyone. I...I don't want to think about it though." She said, raising her head up to look at him with a smile, albeit an obviously forced one. Her mood had soured, but she didn't want to constantly bring down Janius and the others with her thoughts of home. "I would rather focus on passing the time with you. We can talk, mate, rest, anything you want." She said with each suggestion carrying just as casual of a tone as the last.
Meesei paused to think for a moment before responding. "Well, suppose that can vary. Back in Thorn, during that festival, there was more to do anyone could likely experience in a week, but that is a rarity. I know with us living in the wilds, it is hard to find much of anything to do beyond swimming, hunting, and perhaps some exploring, as well as our own hobbies, of course. You have alchemy, I meditate on magic, and Ahnasha has been recently occupying herself with painting. For here though, in cities like this, there is usually some more variety, beyond what we normally do. For me, when I have to pass the time in cities, I like to see if there is anything I could learn about, whether it be from a book or the people. Maybe I can learn something about the city's history, or something more general. I try to avoid just researching magic, though, as I can do that anytime. If that doesn't interest you...we might just try looking around and seeing if we can find something unique."
Lorag gave a grunt as he slipped his coin back into his pocket. "Wander alone? Ah, right, Alp- Meesei said not to walk around alone, so you need a partner, and you want me to watch your kitten. Hmm, I guess I can watch the little noisemaker. By this point, I'm pretty much a...old..." He began as his voice started trailing off until he was completely quiet. He grimaced, though not specifically at Fendros. Something seemed to be going through his mind that made him more and more agitated until he finally spoke again. "...actually, no. I'll come with you. I can be your bodyguard, keep you safe from all the thugs that don't like Dunmer walking their streets. When are we goin'?"
Meesei paused to think for a moment before responding. "Well, suppose that can vary. Back in Thorn, during that festival, there was more to do anyone could likely experience in a week, but that is a rarity. I know with us living in the wilds, it is hard to find much of anything to do beyond swimming, hunting, and perhaps some exploring, as well as our own hobbies, of course. You have alchemy, I meditate on magic, and Ahnasha has been recently occupying herself with painting. For here though, in cities like this, there is usually some more variety, beyond what we normally do. For me, when I have to pass the time in cities, I like to see if there is anything I could learn about, whether it be from a book or the people. Maybe I can learn something about the city's history, or something more general. I try to avoid just researching magic, though, as I can do that anytime. If that doesn't interest you...we might just try looking around and seeing if we can find something unique."
Lorag gave a grunt as he slipped his coin back into his pocket. "Wander alone? Ah, right, Alp- Meesei said not to walk around alone, so you need a partner, and you want me to watch your kitten. Hmm, I guess I can watch the little noisemaker. By this point, I'm pretty much a...old..." He began as his voice started trailing off until he was completely quiet. He grimaced, though not specifically at Fendros. Something seemed to be going through his mind that made him more and more agitated until he finally spoke again. "...actually, no. I'll come with you. I can be your bodyguard, keep you safe from all the thugs that don't like Dunmer walking their streets. When are we goin'?"
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