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I would like to stay up longer, but I'll need some sleep for a test tomorrow. Goodnight.
While there was not quite any real closure to Kaleeth's ordeal, she at least appeared to move past it for the last leg of their journey to Gideon, which was fortunately much less eventful. As for their stop in Gideon, it was even shorter than their stay in Stormhold. The pack had collected some animal hides and other goods since they left Stormhold, so they were able to trade for a moderate amount of gold. For a few hours, most of the pack purchased essential supplies for their upcoming task, including local maps to help them locate the xanmeer they were searching for. Once they were finished, the pack left the city immediately and headed east to find their goal.
Meesei was reasonably certain that the cult they were searching for was in the xanmeer most directly east from the city, but unfortunately, the maps they had were not incredibly precise as to its location. As a result, they spent several days wandering the swamp, beyond the few days it took to reach the area from the city. Their shortage of luck did not last forever, however, as they eventually located an ancient Argonian ruin that matched what they were looking for. Instead of investigating immediately, however, they observed from a distance from the cover of the swamp for only a few minutes before retreating back a safe distance from the ruin, Once they had time to rest and prepare, they would investigate more properly. The night before their first true investigation into the ruin was tense, but most of the pack managed to force themselves to sleep.
Meesei awoke before dawn both to ready herself, and help the others prepare more quickly. Kaleeth still preferred her meat cooked at this point, so Meesei started preparing her breakfast before she even awoke. Until the sun started to rise over the horizon, the only source of light in the entire area was her campfire. The entire area was dark, and not just in a literal sense. Meesei could not shake this feeling of dread that had came over her for the past day or two. The others felt it as well, though not quite to the extent that she seemed to. The trees overhead were unusually thick and blocked out much of the sun's light, but at the same time, they somehow managed to look dead; it seemed like most of the color had left their bark and leaves. As well, the water level in this area was much higher, so the patch of land they had camped on was essentially mud, surrounded by a thick, low-hanging fog. Never had she seen a place with so much life that felt so empty. Meesei hoped the feeling was purely psychological, but she would not be surprised if this cult had managed to do something to poison the land itself.
Meesei was reasonably certain that the cult they were searching for was in the xanmeer most directly east from the city, but unfortunately, the maps they had were not incredibly precise as to its location. As a result, they spent several days wandering the swamp, beyond the few days it took to reach the area from the city. Their shortage of luck did not last forever, however, as they eventually located an ancient Argonian ruin that matched what they were looking for. Instead of investigating immediately, however, they observed from a distance from the cover of the swamp for only a few minutes before retreating back a safe distance from the ruin, Once they had time to rest and prepare, they would investigate more properly. The night before their first true investigation into the ruin was tense, but most of the pack managed to force themselves to sleep.
Meesei awoke before dawn both to ready herself, and help the others prepare more quickly. Kaleeth still preferred her meat cooked at this point, so Meesei started preparing her breakfast before she even awoke. Until the sun started to rise over the horizon, the only source of light in the entire area was her campfire. The entire area was dark, and not just in a literal sense. Meesei could not shake this feeling of dread that had came over her for the past day or two. The others felt it as well, though not quite to the extent that she seemed to. The trees overhead were unusually thick and blocked out much of the sun's light, but at the same time, they somehow managed to look dead; it seemed like most of the color had left their bark and leaves. As well, the water level in this area was much higher, so the patch of land they had camped on was essentially mud, surrounded by a thick, low-hanging fog. Never had she seen a place with so much life that felt so empty. Meesei hoped the feeling was purely psychological, but she would not be surprised if this cult had managed to do something to poison the land itself.
Alright. Do you think you want to move on to the next part soon?
Kaleeth listened to everything Janius had to say, and though she said nothing in response, it did have at least somewhat of a positive effect. Everyone, it seemed, wanted to help her. She didn't feel that she deserved it, but they all seemed to care. A good minute passed where she said nothing, but after a while, she gripped Janius' hand more tightly, then pulled it close to her chest as she moved closer and leaned onto him. She rested her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes, letting out a few tears. She still had said nothing, but for the moment, she didn't feel she needed to.
Sabine's question was more difficult to answer than Meesei would have liked. Truthfully, she couldn't be certain. All lycans were capable of gaining control of their beasts, but werecrocodiles were fundamentally different from werewolves, so she was having to discover new ways to train her. Still, it had been months without Kaleeth turning her aggression towards the pack, and she was only going to get better. Meesei swam over beside Sabine and patted her gently on the back. "I think she will be fine."
Sabine's question was more difficult to answer than Meesei would have liked. Truthfully, she couldn't be certain. All lycans were capable of gaining control of their beasts, but werecrocodiles were fundamentally different from werewolves, so she was having to discover new ways to train her. Still, it had been months without Kaleeth turning her aggression towards the pack, and she was only going to get better. Meesei swam over beside Sabine and patted her gently on the back. "I think she will be fine."
"Not alone..." Kaleeth mumbled, more to herself than anyone. This wasn't the first time she had felt this way since leaving her home, and it certainly wouldn't be the last, but she could at least take some comfort in the fact that the others were trying to make her feel welcome. Janius, Meesei, and now Sabine were doing what they could to ease her pain. This incident with the highwayman still disturbed her, but she could at least try to get it off of her mind.
Since she was now washed clean of blood. Kaleeth climbed out of the water and sat on the river bank, once more with her arms wrapped around her legs. It wasn't long after that Janius arrived back at camp. She wasn't quite angry anymore, but after what happened, she could hardly bring herself to speak to him anymore. She saw he was angered before and did not know if that had really changed.
"Yes." Kaleeth answered blankly, staring straight ahead into the water.
Since she was now washed clean of blood. Kaleeth climbed out of the water and sat on the river bank, once more with her arms wrapped around her legs. It wasn't long after that Janius arrived back at camp. She wasn't quite angry anymore, but after what happened, she could hardly bring herself to speak to him anymore. She saw he was angered before and did not know if that had really changed.
"Yes." Kaleeth answered blankly, staring straight ahead into the water.
"I think I understand, but..." Kaleeth began, pausing momentarily as an array of memories made their way back into the forefront of her mind. The incident with the highwayman had been traumatic and painful, but the greatest way in which it hurt her was by reminding her how distant from other, non-lycans she had to be. Part of her motivation in learning how to control her beast spirit was the hope that she might one day be able to return home safely. She didn't know how well her village would accept her, but the fact that it was at least possible gave her some hope.
"...but I wasn't alone before. I had belonging, and I loved my life. I loved my family, my friends. It wasn't easy, but I was becoming a hunter. I had all of it, but lost it. I don't know if I can ever replace it." She explained, unable to make eye contact.
"...but I wasn't alone before. I had belonging, and I loved my life. I loved my family, my friends. It wasn't easy, but I was becoming a hunter. I had all of it, but lost it. I don't know if I can ever replace it." She explained, unable to make eye contact.
"Well, we don't necessarily have to be silent. We just have to not be caught." Rareth remarked, reaching into one of the pouches on her armor and producing one of the insect-sized drones. With one touch, she activated it, then tossed it into the air to fly on its own power. It was a small, spherical device with a single camera and four "legs" that allowed it to latch onto surfaces. Currently, it was almost solid white, apart from the camera, but it could change its exterior color based on its environment.
"Have you ever made use of microdrones before? They are small, inexpensive, and quite useful for surveillance. They are completely silent and can transmit video feed in real time to whatever device you happen to be using. I'll be having mine send their feed directly to my helmet's display. You can control them remotely, or have them operate on their own A.I with a few different settings. One way you can use them is to send out a few during a fight. They will fly over the area you are fighting in a certain radius, then transmit video to you from different perspectives, depending on what you can and cannot see from your angle. If you have a neural uplink, you can also control their movements and which feed they show you with your thoughts. Unfortunately, as a magic-user, I can't use that function. At any rate, I could give you a few if you'd like to make use of them." Rareth offered.
"Have you ever made use of microdrones before? They are small, inexpensive, and quite useful for surveillance. They are completely silent and can transmit video feed in real time to whatever device you happen to be using. I'll be having mine send their feed directly to my helmet's display. You can control them remotely, or have them operate on their own A.I with a few different settings. One way you can use them is to send out a few during a fight. They will fly over the area you are fighting in a certain radius, then transmit video to you from different perspectives, depending on what you can and cannot see from your angle. If you have a neural uplink, you can also control their movements and which feed they show you with your thoughts. Unfortunately, as a magic-user, I can't use that function. At any rate, I could give you a few if you'd like to make use of them." Rareth offered.
I think I shall be going to bed. Goodnight.
Despite the fact that she stumbled over her words, Kaleeth caught onto Sabine's general meaning. Meesei had always described the pack as a kind of family whenever she asked, but she had a hard time feeling that way. Sure, she was friends with many of them, and, even if she was angry at him, she still loved Janius, but she didn't feel she knew them well enough to consider them family. She wasn't sure what Sabine wanted to do, or how it would make her stop hating herself, but she decided she could at least humor her with an answer.
"Um...okay, I guess. You can be my sister." Kaleeth said, still in a somber tone. She leaned back and started to float on the surface of the water, close enough to the shore that she could keep herself from floating downstream with her tail. She tried Meesei's suggestion of relaxing and trying to clear her mind, but nothing seemed to be able to get the image of that corpse out of her head. She had to find some way to distract herself. "Why do you want to be my sister?" She asked.
"Um...okay, I guess. You can be my sister." Kaleeth said, still in a somber tone. She leaned back and started to float on the surface of the water, close enough to the shore that she could keep herself from floating downstream with her tail. She tried Meesei's suggestion of relaxing and trying to clear her mind, but nothing seemed to be able to get the image of that corpse out of her head. She had to find some way to distract herself. "Why do you want to be my sister?" She asked.
Kaleeth's mood wasn't quite changed, by Sabine's words, but it certainly broke her depressed expression. Instead, she looked at her perplexed, wondering if she had misunderstood her Cyrodilic. "No, I never had a sister. I had an egg-brother, but he died. I...don't think I understand you. How could you just...become my sister? You can't choose to be a sibling, you have to be hatched, or, uh, born that way,"
Meesei was curious to see how Kaleeth would react to Sabine's request, especially once she explained herself. She wasn't surprised that it confused Kaleeth at first, as Sabine's suggestion really didn't transfer well between the languages. While Argonian villages were generally very close and members would often consider other members of the clan family, regardless of blood relation, the words "brother" or "sister" wouldn't quite be used in that sense. She did not wish to interrupt, so she remained quiet to allow Sabine to elaborate.
Meesei was curious to see how Kaleeth would react to Sabine's request, especially once she explained herself. She wasn't surprised that it confused Kaleeth at first, as Sabine's suggestion really didn't transfer well between the languages. While Argonian villages were generally very close and members would often consider other members of the clan family, regardless of blood relation, the words "brother" or "sister" wouldn't quite be used in that sense. She did not wish to interrupt, so she remained quiet to allow Sabine to elaborate.
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