EliteCommander

Ashes [EliteCommander and Vesuvius00]

"Oh, he is my father's brother." Tarentek answered as he checked once more on the mutton. "He was one of the few in my family not to become a warrior. He has been reasonably successful, all things considered. He wanted to own his own business, but he was never able to amass the wealth necessary, so he went to work for someone else, an innkeeper. Luckily, they got along well enough that he ended up marrying her, so his life is fairly secure at this point. Well...as long as they made it through the attack."

Not wanting to dwell on the thoughts of his home, Tarentek quickly moved to retrieve the plates and utensils. "And don't worry, I found everything I needed well enough, though it did take a while to find something to grind up the meat."

Star Wars - Scum and Villainy

I'm here, just waiting for things to move. Though, Sirka would probably want to stop by a bank soon.

Ashes [EliteCommander and Vesuvius00]

The meal was nearing completion by the time Onyx returned. He might have finished sooner if it had not taken him so long to find something he could use to grind up the meat. It was the one thing he needed which he could not locate by scent, so he had to guess at where he could find it.

Hearing Onyx's surprise caused Tarentek to smile as he turned to look at her. "Not exactly, but it is similar. I though I would do something to give at least a bit back for the kindnesses you've done for me. I did not have everything I needed for the right kind of bread, but as long as there is flour and water, I can make flatbread. I'm making two personal meat pies for each of us, each with ground mutton, melted cheese, and a combination of spices you had on hand. It is fairly simple, though I did also add some spices to the bread as well, which should give it a bit more character. It is something my uncle taught me. It is all almost ready, I'm just waiting on the mutton to finish cooking, which shouldn't be more than a few minutes."

Ashes [EliteCommander and Vesuvius00]

Tarentek did not know what kind of tasks Onyx might have that he could not help with, though it made sense once she emerged from the ruin with the items in hand. She could very easily cover more ground, more quickly than himself, so he did begin to reconsider his decision to join her. As much as he wished to learn more about the tribe, he had no desire to hold her back from her duties.

"Honestly, I probably shouldn't accompany you. It would be far more efficient for you to simply give the deliveries by flight. I will head back to your den. I was paying attention as we walked, so I know the way back, and I do not believe anyone will bother me. I will see you once you return." Tarentek answered.

After the two parted, Tarentek made his way back across the bridges and down the paths to Onyx's den. Since most of the tribe flew to their destinations, it was not hard for him to stay out sight and out of mind. While he had positive experiences with the people Onyx introduced him to, he had a feeling that other individuals, such as sentries, would not be as open-minded.

As soon as Tarentek made it to Onyx's den, he took a seat in the main room to rest after a long day of walking. Despite his condition, he wanted to maintain a minimum amount of exercise, so he hoped he would continue to be allowed outside. At first, he did not believe he had much to do while he waited for Onyx to return to her home, but as the scent of some of her cooking ingredients entered his nose, an idea formed in his mind. Onyx had seemed interested in the idea of learning some of his recipes, so why not simply show her one? He began to grin to himself as he lit a fire with which to cook, then searched through her stores of ingredients. They were not as varied as what he was used to, but there was plenty he could make in the time it would take for her to finish her deliveries. Eventually, he decided on something partially similar to the dish he had described before. She did not have everything needed to make the right kind of bread, but he could make flatbread for a type of meat pie with ground mutton, melted cheese, and a collection of spices.

Ashes [EliteCommander and Vesuvius00]

"Hmm, I did not know you would still have tasks to complete while you were assigned to me. Sure, I can accompany you. Perhaps I can even be of some help if it is nothing strenuous." Tarentek answered before slowly bringing himself up to his feet. It was questionable how much help he could actually provide for many tasks, but he was willing to try nevertheless.

Tarentek gave a glance to Onyx's friends, who were talking amongst themselves. While they seemed surprised at first to meet him, they were at least tolerating him at the moment. Of course, they were young, and perhaps not as far set in their ways as some of the older members of the community. Regardless, his experiences with meeting some of the members of the tribe had showed him that it might be possible to be accepted by them. Although, he did not know for how long he would even be with them. After his mission for Raldel, he could very well be made to leave.

Ashes [EliteCommander and Vesuvius00]

"Oh, you don't need to worry right now. I didn't mean to say that I am getting worse or anything, just that I am not up to my normal strength. Rest assured, I am steadily improving. Though, I suppose it will not hurt to take the pills." Tarentek answered reassuringly before taking the pills, followed by a drink of water.

"Thank you. If you intend to play another game, I would be quite content to watch, but we could go elsewhere as well. If you think it would be appropriate for me to participate in something, I think I would...enjoy it. It would just have to be something that is not physically demanding." Tarentek added.

Ashes [EliteCommander and Vesuvius00]

"I see, so it is essentially sparring with another goal. I think I understand how that would work. Obviously, you do not want to cause serious harm to your opponent, but you do not go into it intending to hold back any more than necessary, correct? That does sound like a skill-building exercise, something I wish I could ask to join." Tarentek began. He shifted slightly to a different sitting position, feeling the ever-present aching of his muscles as he moved.

"Unfortunately, I do not think I would last long at the moment. I will not be able to do any serious training for at least a few days. Perhaps shooting or archery practice, but nothing greatly physical for the moment. My robe covers my wounds, but they are...significant." He explained.

Ashes [EliteCommander and Vesuvius00]

Tarentek was not expecting the game to be a hand-to-hand skirmish for control of the items, though he supposed he could not think of any other way they would get control of the items. He wondered what kind of other rules existed for what one could and could not do other than what he already knew about. Obviously, they did not want to seriously hurt each other, but he was curious what kind of force was acceptable for retrieving the items.

"Hmm, so the game is quite literally a fight for the items?" Tarentek commented from the sidelines. "My people do not quite have any games like that. We simply spar if we wish to fight, though I can see how this might be more entertaining. I am curious, what are the finer rules of this game. I gather that you don't want to hurt each other, but what can someone do to claim an item? That round was quick, but I did notice that Onyx used her claws at one point." He questioned. Competitive games in general were something that interested him, even one as seemingly simple as this. If he were in a better condition, he might have asked to join, but he doubted he would be very successful at present.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

"Thank you, your answers have been very helpful." Meesei commented after a few moments of writing. Although she had some doubts in her mind, her own memories from that day in the dining chamber were not complete enough to make a judgment. She had been focused on telling her story, so she might not have seen everything that occurred. However, her own pack could be helpful in that regard, as they might have seen events that she did not.

Once she was finished with her own notes, Meesei tore out a page from the journal and handed it, along with her writing implements, to Vera. "All I need now is for you to write down the names of all those you mentioned who you think I should speak to about confirming your alibi, and those of your fellow lieutenants. After that, we can return to my pack's room for a moment, then you can go back to the dining hall, or wherever you need to be." Meesei explained. After Vera was finished with her list, the pair stepped outside and returned to Meesei's room with Sabine.

During the interview, each of the lieutenants had stopped by at some point to retrieve their meals, and Ahnasha had returned as well to take over caring for Rhazii. As soon as Meesei returned to their room, Meesei took a moment to step out into the hall with Kaleeth to ask for her recollection of the previous day's events, as well as her report on her day with Vera. Once she had all of her pack's information gathered together, she hoped she would have a more complete picture of what transpired.

After a few minutes, Meesei returned back inside with Kaleeth and gave a respectful nod to Vera. "Thank you, Vera, for your patience and cooperation. I only have one more favor to ask of you. I would like to spare Ahnasha from having to run around any longer, so after you get back to the dining hall, would you mind finding Harriet and telling her that I would like to speak to her now? Just...try to avoid doing anything that might suggest I have any specific suspicions towards her."

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Meesei noticed a few potential inconsistencies in how Vera described the meeting. They did not tell her much alone and could very well have no meaning at all, but it was something she could ask about. "I see, but there is something I need to clarify. I just want to make sure I understand exactly how it happened. After Oswall left, Jerrick and Darahil stepped out to talk. You then spoke with Harriet for some time until you stepped out yourself. As I recall, there is only one way that you would normally enter the meeting chamber, so you must have ran into Jerrick and Darahil. What happened then? Did you hear anything they were talking about, and where did you go from there? Also, are you sure there is no one you can think of who can confirm that you, or the other lieutenants, were at the places you said you were?"

Meesei was starting to form questions in her mind about the accuracy of the information she had received. Some details were conflicting with her own memories of what she witnessed in the dining chamber, and while she had nothing solid yet, she had her suspicions. Vera had not yet named anyone specific Meesei could ask to confirm her alibi, though she may have simply been distracted by trying to recall the events of the day.