EliteCommander

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

I think we have time to figure it out.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

I was thinking they could end up staying with that pack for the duration. I think it could help actually establish the position of the pack.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

I was wondering something. Do you have specific plans for what will happen once we reach that pack near Bruma? I have none, and if you do not I was pondering on whether a timeskip would be good or not. With how long the RP has gone on, I feel that a timeskip of two to three years would be appropriate to let the main conflict with clavicus vile escalate. It would be kind of like moving into the next act. When do you think would be most appropriate for something like that?

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

After Ariel's departure, Meesei did what she could to keep herself occupied. She could not meditate too deeply and still keep an eye on Rhazii, but between that and taking him and Leaps down to the water, it was enough to last until the others returned. Their hunt was not unsuccessful, but they did not find anything too impressive. As close as they were to the city, however, it was not too surprising that they could not find anything particularly large or dangerous. For the most part, Kaleeth was not fast enough to actually help kill what they found before the others finished it off, but in an effort to get her to help in some way, Lorag had the idea of creating an ambush. For one creature, instead of chasing it down directly, they chased it into the water where Kaleeth was waiting. It was perhaps not necessary, but it was a tactic to keep in mind when they found themselves fighting something a bit stronger.

The others returned around noon, so Meesei had plenty of time to deal with a few last issues before they departed the next day. Namely, she returned to the city in order to actually reserve their place aboard the ship, just to make sure there were no issues the next day. Since they had saved some coin by selecting the cheapest vessel, she was able to also purchase city clothes for those in the pack who did not already have them. They were, admittedly, very basic and inexpensive, and would likely not fit perfectly, but it would be better than having to wear armor day in and day out on the voyage.

Several hours after Meesei returned, the sun finally started to get low enough in the sky that she felt it was time to head into the city. To protect their belongings, they were bringing all of it along, but for how many times they had set up and taken down a camp, it did not take them long at to pack it all away. Ahnasha was sat by her bags feeding Rhazii as the others were getting ready. Like most of the others, she was looking forward to their last dinner before setting out on their voyage, but she also had a slight look of worry in her expression. Ariel had seemed confident that she could create some kind of medicine to help herself and Fendros, but she would not really know if she was going to be able to get any relief until she could use it herself.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

After Ariel's departure, Meesei did what she could to keep herself occupied. She could not meditate too deeply and still keep an eye on Rhazii, but between that and taking him and Leaps down to the water, it was enough to last until the others returned. Their hunt was not unsuccessful, but they did not find anything too impressive. As close as they were to the city, however, it was not too surprising that they could not find anything particularly large or dangerous. For the most part, Kaleeth was not fast enough to actually help kill what they found before the others finished it off, but in an effort to get her to help in some way, Lorag had the idea of creating an ambush. For one creature, instead of chasing it down directly, they chased it into the water where Kaleeth was waiting. It was perhaps not necessary, but it was a tactic to keep in mind when they found themselves fighting something a bit stronger.

The others returned around noon, so Meesei had plenty of time to deal with a few last issues before they departed the next day. Namely, she returned to the city in order to actually reserve their place aboard the ship, just to make sure there were no issues the next day. Since they had saved some coin by selecting the cheapest vessel, she was able to also purchase city clothes for those in the pack who did not already have them. They were, admittedly, very basic and inexpensive, and would likely not fit perfectly, but it would be better than having to wear armor day in and day out on the voyage.

Several hours after Meesei returned, the sun finally started to get low enough in the sky that she felt it was time to head into the city. To protect their belongings, they were bringing all of it along, but for how many times they had set up and taken down a camp, it did not take them long at to pack it all away. Ahnasha was sat by her bags feeding Rhazii as the others were getting ready. Like most of the others, she was looking forward to their last dinner before setting out on their voyage, but she also had a slight look of worry in her expression. Ariel had seemed confident that she could create some kind of medicine to help herself and Fendros, but she would not really know if she was going to be able to get any relief until she could use it herself.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Meesei appreciated Ariel's sympathy. She doubted that she would have a way to solve her issues, but it was still nice to be able to voice them. "The worst? Well, the worst situation I can think of is likely that whoever I select as my mate might start to be seen critically in the eyes of other lycans, and my actions towards him might impact their views of me. Some pack leaders may look down upon me if my mate is someone of lower...status, you might say. It is not logical, and I do not like that mindset, but it is what I have to deal with. As well, if my mate was a pack alpha, some others may lose respect for me if I show him preferential treatment. The problem is, even if I am careful to avoid showing that kind of preference, some people may interpret any kind of preference, even if well-deserved, as being a result of the relationship. Which would, of course, impact their respect for me. As Champion, their respect is something I will need, and it will be hard enough keeping it as an Argonian."

Meesei let out a sigh. She knew she was likely exaggerating some of the potential problems in her mind, but she did not think she was far from the truth. "I know it is not likely that all of those things will happen, but my responsibilities are of great importance, and I fear what might happen if I cannot handle them."

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Meesei shifted somewhat uncomfortably. The question Ariel posed was one that she had found herself thinking about quite a lot, but the conclusions she always came to were not quite comforting. As she had once explained to Janius, forming a relationship of that nature was not something that was an option to her, but she did care about it a fair amount more than she had let on. "Um, well, no. As you said, I travel quite a lot, so the only people I can really know on a personal level are those in the pack. I do not think about any of them in such a way, and even if I dd, it would not be right of me to pursue such a relationship. True, there are some that might disagree with me. Like the packs of actual wolves, some werewolf packs might have alphas to become mates with the strongest member of their pack, but I do not agree with such an approach. I feel it is too...animalistic. Some simply form relationships based on personal attachments, which I would suppose is acceptable. For me, however, even though I try to be a friend before anything else to them...there is still the matter of the authority I have. Having that authority in a relationship like that would be far too...complicated in my mind."

Meesei considered stopping there, but there was another part of the situation, something that bothered her considerably to think about. Since Ariel was not a member of her pack, she decided that speaking with her might be a good way to vent her own concerns, and perhaps come to terms with them. "That isn't to say I do not desire a relationship, but I do not believe it will ever be an option for me. Considering my role among lycans, there will always be the issue of authority to contend with. If I am to remain an effective leader, I will likely need to refrain from pursuing such attachments."

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Meesei smiled and gave a slight chuckle. "You remind me of some of the relationships I had back in my village. Being the apprentice of the Treeminder, I always felt sort of...apart from most of the others my age. Very early in my life, I did not have many friends and was often quite nervous talking to others. As I got older, that started to go away, but not entirely. As the prospective Treeminder, I attracted the interest of a few of the boys my age. In the years before I actually became the Treeminder, I found myself in a few relationships. You cannot imagine how many times I went through the same mental dialogue as you just described. Although, to be honest, I was far worse. I recall one instance where I was going to meet my prospective mate for a dinner, but he did not arrive. I spent hours worrying about what was wrong with me that he would abandon me. I shifted between sadness, anger towards myself, anger towards him, and was scarcely able to sleep. It did not stop until I figured out the next day that he had simply injured his leg during a hunt and spent the evening with the healer."

Meesei had to laugh at the foolishness of her younger self. She did not blame herself too strongly, as her anxiety had been the result of her non-social upbringing, but they were lessons she had learned from nonetheless. Her present confidence would not exist without the past experience of her awkward, nervous youth. "Anyway, I suppose the point of the story is that you should not let yourself become overcome with fear. Do not try to rush your relationship, or force it to progress too slowly, just...pay attention to how it is progressing at the moment. If you really want to say something to him, you might try paying attention to the things you do when you are having that mental argument about his feelings. You might find him doing the very same things. Who knows? If you continue with him long enough, you might find him offering you a fine amethyst ring."

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Meesei smiled and nodded. "Yes, as I am sure you know, the two languages are worlds apart. They formed and developed completely independently from one another. I think there have been some very limited influences in some Jel dialects from Cyrodilic due to past Imperial occupation, but it is largely its own entity. Going in the other direction, from Jel to Cyrodilic, is just as difficult. Luckily, as I was to become Treeminder, I started learning it from a young age, so it was a bit easier for me. Even so, I did have some issues at first when I actually moved to Cyrodiil. My accent was much thicker then, and, as you can tell, it still is not gone entirely. It is perhaps not as exotic as a Breton speaking Jel with a Dunmeri accent...but I do not think the others mind."

Rhazii started to shift around in Meesei's arms as he lost interest in Meesei's hands, so she paused a moment to find something else to occupy him. After a few moments, she decided to turn him towards the ocean so he could watch the waves crashing against the shore, which seemed to adequately satisfy him. "Anyway, it is a great relief knowing you hare happy here. I will admit that there were many times since we left Thorn where I found myself worrying about how you were faring. But this is a city with a lot of wealth, and I think you will be able to earn your share. You have even found someone to call a mate." "Meesei said as she started to grin. "Speaking of which, how far has your relationship...developed?"

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Ssarak graciously accepted the mug from Darius, though he was not quite enthused enough about their "success" that day to believe they deserved a celebration. But a drink to numb his worries for the moment? He could accept that. Lyn was still with him, though she and her toy now had their own chair instead of sitting in his lap. He had not yet had an opportunity to get out of his armor, but he supposed it would be safer to remain armored anyway, even in a settlement.

After taking a drink of the mead, Ssarak gave a slight chuckle. "I do not think I am quite ready for a celebration yet. I prefer to hold that off until the task is complete. Once we are back at the college, alive and unharmed, then I can be happy. Still, I do not mind a drink, as long as I do not overdo it. Although, as you might imagine, it does take quite a lot for me to become intoxicated, at least with drinks from Human lands."

Looking up from his drink to pay closer attention to Darius, some questions formed in his mind, now that he had the opportunity to ask them. He knew a fair amount about Meirin and Alaira, but Darius was still mostly a mystery to him. Honestly, he did not seem like an individual that he wanted to get to know, but for the sake of their mission, he would rather know the people with which he was stepping into danger. "Anyway, since we finally have a free moment, I have a question for you. A few, actually. I know Meirin and Alaira fairly well, who they are, their capabilities, and so on, but we are still mostly strangers. I know you are a swordsman, and by the way you fight, a trained one, but nothing beyond that. Perhaps we could learn a bit more about one another?" He suggested.