EliteCommander

The Depths of Deception

My internet has been out for pretty much four days, and still is at the moment, so it may be difficult for me to post.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

I was correct in that my ISP did not repair it. I would post now, but I have a test to study for. I'll post before going home, though.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Currently, my internet is out yet again at home, so depending on if it comes back on, I may or may not be able to respond again today.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

If Ryonara doesn't post soon, I will write a post for Ssarak when I can. Unfortunately, my internet is down yet again at home, so it may not be today.

Star Wars - Shadow of Rebellion

I'm about to go home, so unless my internet comes back on, I will not be able to get back on for the rest of the day.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

As the others dispersed, Meesei and Sabine stayed up with Rhazii to help him cope with the healing process. Of course, just like Fendros, Ahnasha convinced herself that she would stay up with them, but with the sheer exhaustion of what they had both been through, it was not too long before she fell asleep beside Fendros for some much-needed rest. Just as Neesa said, after about an hour, Rhazii started to whine and shift uncomfortably, prompting Meesei and Sabine to work on numbing his pain. Sabine worked on finding the right mix of potions to keep him comfortable, while Meesei continued to cast healing spells which would linger for a time, albeit not for as long as Neesa's. Eventually, they calmed his pain enough to allow him to fall asleep, and hopefully, Sabine's potions would allow him to stay that way.

Several hours later, Kaleeth finally returned with the rest of the cultists and their prisoners. Due to her injuries, it took a while for the healer, whose skill was not as great as Meesei's, to close her wounds and stop the bleeding, which meant she had to spend longer than she liked with the healer: an individual who made her quite uncomfortable. It took a while for such a large group to get down from the top of the xanmeer into the catacombs below, but once she was there, she headed straight for their rooms. Before even seeing the rooms themselves, she could smell the ashes of burned wood, cloth, and other items in the air. It was frightening, so she ran as fast as she could through the empty hall straight to the room she shared with Janius. Looking inside the room, she saw Janius surrounded by the ashen remnants of what had once been their belongings. Kaleeth was lightheaded from her blood loss and moved somewhat unsteadily, but regardless, she was more concerned with what happened to the others than herself. "What happened here? Is everyone okay?" She asked worriedly.

Star Wars - Shadow of Rebellion

I have some work to do and my internet is out at home again, but I'll try to get to this today.

Star Wars - Shadow of Rebellion

What do you need a PM from me for?

Also, I'm doing coursework at the moment.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Meesei took one of the magicka potions from the table and started to drink it. If Rhazii was still going to need help, then she needed to be ready, even if it meant staying up until exhaustion forced her to sleep. "I still do not know quite what to think about Neesa. Perhaps the fact that she is a mother inspired her sympathy, or maybe she sees something unique about Rhazii and wants to spare his life? She did say something about him having a strong soul, though I do not know what she means. I am no conjurer, though, so she might be able to sense something I cannot. It is something to look into later, but for now...at least we are all alive. No matter what we have been through, or how we have been hurt, we are all still alive. Kaleeth's injuries were not too great, so I have no doubt she will be here soon. Hopefully, Neesa and Llarvan will live up to the terms of the agreement and we will be able to leave soon."

"Where are we gonna be going this time?" Lorag questioned, breaking his silence. Just like the others, he felt a strong sense of anger, along with worry for Rhazii, but he was not one to express himself openly...apart from anger, but that would not exactly be appropriate for the situation.

"For now, we have no destination, but I imagine we will have to do a lot of hunting. I believe all the belongings we have left, we are going to have to recover from that settlement. Anything we had here probably burned up in the fires. It is nothing we cannot recover from, however." Meesei said. With how frantic they had been to rescue Rhazii, Meesei had not yet said anything, but she too noticed that something was off with Ahnasha and Fendros. There was something that happened while they had been held captive, that much was not in question. After all, the large and noticeable scar running down Ahnasha's torso told its own gruesome tale. She would not let it go forever, but for now, they all needed time to calm down.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

"My daughters? About three weeks." Neesa answered. She moved her hand directly over his left eye and concentrated her efforts onto it. "They are not so distant as to stay out of contact with their own mother. They are not ones for necromancy or sorcery, but we are still close. As for my son, it has been about ten years. He had, shall we say a...philosophical objection to our way of life. His father was particularly disappointed in him; he went on for weeks about how we should disown him. I am not as bothered about it as my husband, though. He will return home in his own time. No matter how much pride he has, he has always been my little hatchling."

It was not long until Fendros and Janius entered the room as well. Fendros' first concern was, of course, Rhazii, and due to the speed of Neesa's healing, his situation was not nearly as dire as before. Neesa removed her hand from over his eye, which now looked barely different from the other. "He is alive. Burned and scarred, but alive. You may be pleased to hear that I healed his eye as well. The flames boiled the liquids inside and warped the lens, but I set it back mostly to its proper state. It will heal on its own from there. I did not think I would need to clarify this to you, but lycans, as it turns out, are not easily killed. You are strong, in body and soul." She commented, rubbing her hand across Rhazii's forehead. "Oh, and what a powerful soul this one has. Physical imperfections aside, he is an exceptional specimen of your kind. I would keep him away from my husband, or he might get the idea to take his soul for himself." She added, her tone making it difficult to tell whether or not she was being serious.

Neesa looked at Rhazii with curiosity for a few more moments. It was obvious she held some sympathy for the cub, but there was something else in her gaze. She found him interesting, and for someone whose lifespan covered several eras, that was saying something. For Ahnasha, the look in Neesa's eyes made her nervous. The idea of a powerful vampiric necromancer taking any sort of interest in her son was frightening, but she had not only just saved his life, but healed his scars more completely than she would have thought possible. He would still bear them for life, but at least they would not hinder his mobility or function. After a few moments, Neesa finally broke away from Rhazii to allow Fendros to take his place beside him.

"At any rate, the healing process is not completely over for him. In an hour or so, my spell will wear off and he will start to feel some pain again. I could stay to treat him, but I am not going to. You have exhausted my charity for the day. If you want to mitigate his pain, I would suggest you stay here with him. Or don't, just do not be surprised if one of the other patients here becomes tired of his screaming." Neesa said, not waiting for a response before leaving the room. The other patients in the room were sleeping, so for the moment, the pack was alone with Rhazii. For a while, it was silent. Ahnasha had a hard time bringing herself to say anything. Rhazii was not in pain for the moment; in fact, he almost seemed content. Even so, there was no way she could move beyond what had happened, as it was quite literally burned into his face. The scars were still a fleshy red color, though with what Ahnasha knew about burns, it would eventually turn to a more natural color matching the rest of his skin. Still, it would never fully go away. It would always be a constant reminder to him of his parents' failure. She placed her hand on his stomach and allowed him to wrap his hand around her fingers, which caused him to giggle as he looked up into his mother's face. She tried to return a smile to lift his spirits, but just ended up falling into tears herself.