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I was thinking of having a few days to get us to the point where we are about to leave to follow the ship, to get to something exciting. As for the glass equipment, though, just make sure not to make too many for what he could realistically have.
I believe I need to make a list of who is still here. You still talk to Hail, Lightbox? I'm assuming he is unable to get on often, he sounded very busy last time we spoke.
I'll do a timeskip once everyone gets back to the ship and has done what they wanted to do for now.
Sharee crossed her arms and gave a mild glare to Three-Horn. "We'll spar when I say we're sparring...but yes, we have more important things to do at the moment, and I don't want to end up injuring any of you before the attack. Oh, and it's not the Miriam we are hitting yet, it's a different ship. The harder target can come later, once this crew proves itself, and once we get a few upgrades for the ship. You all can get back to work. Remember, you have my interest, not my favor. Don't start thinking you're something special, not until you can back that up. Now get out of here."
After shepherding Malakaus' men out of her cabin, Sharee laid herself down on her bed and let out a yawn. She of course had no real plans of promoting the "Typhoon Warriors" at this point, but it was good to give them something to work for. At present, none of them were really cut out for anything more than following orders. If they managed to become more skilled, then she could give them more responsibilities. Not to mention if any of her officers ended up dying, then they might eventually become decent replacements.
It was hard to say how many more days it would be before their target left port, but after today, they would be pretty much ready. Sharee planned to send the Khajiit former slave back to his master the next morning with a warming gift in the form of a crate of skooma. If they were lucky, it would be enough to put the Khajiit back into his good graces, allowing him to poison their food once out at sea. Otherwise, they would just kill the boy and they would end up having to take the ship the normal way. In any case, there wasn't anything left to do for the night, so she dropped her potion bag on her table, undressed and packed away her weapons and other equipment, then laid down under the warm fur blanket on her bed.
After shepherding Malakaus' men out of her cabin, Sharee laid herself down on her bed and let out a yawn. She of course had no real plans of promoting the "Typhoon Warriors" at this point, but it was good to give them something to work for. At present, none of them were really cut out for anything more than following orders. If they managed to become more skilled, then she could give them more responsibilities. Not to mention if any of her officers ended up dying, then they might eventually become decent replacements.
It was hard to say how many more days it would be before their target left port, but after today, they would be pretty much ready. Sharee planned to send the Khajiit former slave back to his master the next morning with a warming gift in the form of a crate of skooma. If they were lucky, it would be enough to put the Khajiit back into his good graces, allowing him to poison their food once out at sea. Otherwise, they would just kill the boy and they would end up having to take the ship the normal way. In any case, there wasn't anything left to do for the night, so she dropped her potion bag on her table, undressed and packed away her weapons and other equipment, then laid down under the warm fur blanket on her bed.
Kaleeth shook her head to Janius "No...I can't stay behind. That would not be a good idea. I know I'm not as good at fighting as any of you, but I can't take care of Rhazii. It hasn't been too long since I turned, but...I would not want to be with him alone with him alone when I start needing to. I would have to turn, but that would leave him alone. Or worse, I could...eat him like I did the Human. I need to be with you." She answered as she ate the meal Meesei had prepared for her. Everything about the place they had made camp in felt wrong, so instead of undressing for the night, Kaleeth had remained in her wamasu scale armor. As such, she was essentially ready to go whenever everyone else was prepared.
"I believe appealing to their self-interest would be best." Meesei answered. Having already eaten, she was doing a last minute check on the supplies they would be taking. "We need to show them both that we are strong, and we are willing to work with them. As such, we might need to accept some task from them. It may not be...pleasant, but it is what we must do. For today, though, I am mostly planning on just observing them. We need to get a good sense of how many people they have, and how we might contact them. Most xanmeer have underground catacombs, and since we did not see anyone outside when we found it, I can only assume that is where they are staying. However, they would have to send people out at times for supplies, so that is likely our best bet to make the first contact. I would like to be able to outnumber the cultist we first reveal ourselves to, just to make sure they do not attack on sight."
"I believe appealing to their self-interest would be best." Meesei answered. Having already eaten, she was doing a last minute check on the supplies they would be taking. "We need to show them both that we are strong, and we are willing to work with them. As such, we might need to accept some task from them. It may not be...pleasant, but it is what we must do. For today, though, I am mostly planning on just observing them. We need to get a good sense of how many people they have, and how we might contact them. Most xanmeer have underground catacombs, and since we did not see anyone outside when we found it, I can only assume that is where they are staying. However, they would have to send people out at times for supplies, so that is likely our best bet to make the first contact. I would like to be able to outnumber the cultist we first reveal ourselves to, just to make sure they do not attack on sight."
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.
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