EliteCommander

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

"I believe you are correct, Darahil. Could you and Vera take him to a private room and give him a chance to calm down? I will join you when I can, but I am going to stay with Oswall for as long as I am needed." Meesei requested before quickly looking at Caleb. "I am going to hear what you have to say, Caleb, do not worry. But, this is not how we are going to do this. Whether you are right or wrong, the traitor will have a trial where all can witness their guilt or innocence. Afterwards, justice will be served; that I promise."

As soon as she had given her instruction, Meesei focused solely on her healing. Her nontraditional healing had reduced the bleeding considerably, but now was not the time to stop her efforts. Since she did not presently have access to proper bandages, she ripped off part of his clothing and tied it tightly around the wound. Once the Imperial woman arrived with the welkynd stone, Meesei set it on the ground next to her, then kept one hand on it while she placed the other over the wound. Drawing from its reservoir of magicka, she poured a powerful wave of restoration energy over him, so much so that the aura was plainly visible to observers. Silver significantly reduced the effectiveness of traditional healing on a lycan, but it did not eliminate it entirely. It was Meesei's hope that the sheer power of the other healers, and herself with the welkynd stone, would be enough to overcome the properties of the silver enough to save his life.

"Oswall, I need you to stay with me; talk to me. Tell me exactly what and how you are feeling." Meesei said, trying to see if she could keep Oswall alert and engaged.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Ssarak Dyreackthanose

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The group continued to discuss the fine details of the plan for a few more minutes before they felt they were ready. Although Ssarak was worried about attacking whilst they were outnumbered, he agreed that the opportunity afforded by their intoxication was too good to pass up. Their priority would be killing the leader, after which they could divide and eliminate the remaining bandits.

”Okay, we have our plan, then. I am going to back away and get above the trees. Exactly three minutes after I step away, you attack. I will time my strike so that it comes once you have their attention. Kill the leader first if you can; otherwise, I will target him from above. Remember, three minutes.” Ssarak explained just before departing from the other two away from the direction of the camp. Immediately, he began to keep track of the time in his head as he put some distance between him in the bandits. Once far enough away, he looked to the tree canopy until he found an opening large enough for him to fit through.

With a running start, Ssarak leaped up into the air and took off above the trees, quickly circling back in the direction of the camp. Based on his count, the others would be attacking shortly, so he needed to be ready to strike quickly and efficiently.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

So, @Freeshooter92, it has been long enough that I suppose we should start the attack. I think I'll post today having Ssarak fly above the trees and waiting for the attack, then you can have Alaira move in. Does that sound alright?

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Meesei started to rush more quickly as Fendros explained the situation. As they entered the chamber, Meesei pushed her way through the crowd until she could see Oswall. Just as Fendros had described, he was badly wounded by the silver, with blood pouring from the wound. She heard Caleb's shouting as well and saw who was holding him back, but the priority at the moment was Oswall's health. Having no time for politeness, Meesei pushed her way to Oswall and knelt down next to him.

"Let me see the wound." Meesei ordered, her tone not aggressive, but firm. He was bleeding terribly, and for a werewolf, silver greatly reduced the effectiveness of traditional magical healing. Still, she had options, though nothing was a guarantee. "Bring me a welkynd stone, I need the energy." She ordered as she began her treatment. The other healers had, and were continuing to use restoration on him, but the silver was hampering their efforts. As such, Meesei took a...rougher approach. She used restoration to peer into his body and feel the injuries, then used precise telekinesis to pull together severed blood vessels. From there, she had to physically reach the end of her claw into the wound, then use a small amount of fire to cauterize the outside of the blood vessel to bring it together. She repeated this for the major blood vessels which had been damaged, but beyond that, there was nothing more she could do other than contribute her own restoration energy to the healing effort. Meesei believed she had helped his chances, but by no means could she guarantee that she had saved him.

As soon as Meesei had finished the focus-intensive work, she looked up to Caleb, who was still pinned against the wall shouting. "Caleb!" She yelled forcefully to grab his attention. "I understand what you are saying, but right now, I need your focus. If you are so certain of his guilt that you are willing to do this, then you must have proof. I need that evidence, Caleb. Calm down, concentrate, and tell me what you learned."

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

All of the participants in the test were warned of how long it would likely take, though the importance of the test meant everyone was willing to put up with the ensuing boredom. There were questions periodically about the test's mechanics, but mostly there was silence as the group waited. Meesei was just starting to begin meditation when she heard the muffled sounds of shouting downstairs, followed by Fendros rushing into the room shortly afterwards.

Meesei shot up from her sitting position and immediately looked to the others. There was only a brief pause to think before she responded. "Stay here and continue observing the test; I will go with Fendros and see what is happening." She instructed. Her words were directed more towards her pack, and the assigned witnesses rather than Harriet. She had not specifically offered for Harriet to follow, but if she wanted to join, Meesei would not stop her, though she would make sure Lorag joined them as well.

"Fendros, what is going on?" Meesei asked quickly and seriously as soon as they stepped out of the room.

Ashes [EliteCommander and Vesuvius00]

"Oh, right, that is tomorrow. If being a prophet is what is meant for you, then I'm sure whatever skill they will be testing for is one you possess. Who knows, maybe it will be swimming? Wouldn't that be just great?" Tarentek joked.

Tarentek shrugged his shoulders. "Anyway, I wish I could be more help, but I know less about it than you do. Unless you need a partner for something, it might be best for me to stay here. I would slow you down, otherwise. If you have enough ingredients left in your den, I can go ahead and make dinner while you're away, at least. I do wish you luck in your ritual tomorrow, though. I doubt it would be appropriate for me to be there, being an outsider and everything."

Ashes [EliteCommander and Vesuvius00]

Tarentek let out a few deep breaths as Onyx finally set him down. He leaned forward slightly and rested his hands on his thighs as if he were resting after some physical exercise, though it was really that he was coming down from the high of adrenaline that the flight had given him. "I feel like I've done something that no Karisskan has ever done before, and for some reason, am not too thrilled about it. Still...the flight back wasn't as bad as the flight there. I just...I think I just need time. I need practice, if you can call it that. I'll get used to it; I'll have to. Even in flight, it might take a day or so to get there."

Standing back up straight, Tarentek looked back at Onyx. "So, what now? Are we just relaxing for the rest of the day?"

Ashes [EliteCommander and Vesuvius00]

Tarentek gave a small laugh. "Honestly, it doesn't matter to me if I glide or fall, as long as it's slow enough that I don't die on impact." He commented before taking his gaze off of the ground and putting it on the horizon. Logically, he knew that he was high enough that, if he fell, it would kill him. IF she took him higher, nothing would change except how quickly they could reach the village, so from a purely reasonable perspective, the choice was clear.

"Go ahead and fly higher. Falling from down here and falling from up there would produce the same result, anyway." He answered.

Ashes [EliteCommander and Vesuvius00]

"Well, getting the design right is probably the hard part. I really don't know how to make the cloth release from the pack, and the texts we translated never described it. But as far as testing it goes, I know it would be mine but...wouldn't it make more sense to give it to someone with wings, someone who can fly on their own if needed? I can do it, but...I don't know, we would just have to make sure to start from a pretty good height." Tarentek answered.

Tarentek took a few deep breaths as he stared at the ground far beneath him. "So...how long do you think it will take to get back?" He asked. The thoughts of how to make a parachute currently occupied his mind, but he was still eager to get back on solid ground.

Ashes [EliteCommander and Vesuvius00]

Tarentek chuckled as he tried to imagine what Onyx was describing. "That does sound funny, actually. Making something like that might be a possibility but...well I don't know. I'm creative, right? You think I could design something like that? I've worked a lot with guns and machines, but never cloth. Certainly, I wouldn't want to be the one to test it." He commented. Against his better judgment, he allowed his gaze to shift down to the ground beneath them. As expected, the sight caused his anxiety to spike, but it was a sight he had to get used to. He just tried to focus on the grip that Onyx had on him, and the fact that she had flown the entire distance between the sea and her home with him in her grasp twice.