EliteCommander

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

"Hmm, being in Elsweyr, would would think we would have met plenty of Khajiit girls for you to speak to. Though, I suppose you haven't exactly been looking." Peiter commented, pausing for a moment as he started on his boar leg. "Anyway, I'm sure you'll find someone. Maybe if we can find this clan, you'll be able to find a, uh, friend to spend some time with."

While Peiter attempted to be encouraging, La'khay was a bit more emotional in her response. "Aw, there's no reason to be afraid of any girl...except Do'ajee, of course." She said, producing a light growl from Do'ajee. "You are a handsome young man who any girl, Khajiit or no, would be lucky to bed. It's unfortunate there aren't any Khajiit girls here your age, but...you could always talk to La'khay." She said, grinning as she reached out and placed her hand on Tzirret's cheek.

Do'ajee growled in annoyance. "La'khay, he wants to find a girl to befriend, not immediately jump in the bed with!"

La'khay started to chuckle. "Please, Do'ajee, this one did not say that...explicitly."

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

We do have quite a few of those. It's the first RP I've been in that I actually think will reach its proper conclusion.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Sorry for the delay, I was a bit distracted.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Peiter nodded. "Sure, let's go get something."

As it was getting late, some in the camp had already laid down for the night, though there were still a few of the others still awake near the center of their camp. Tzirret, La'khay, Do'ajee, and Ciinriel were all present. Peiter opened one of their bags of supplies and picked out the leg of a boar for himself, then took a seat on the ground near the others while Sabine picked out the cut she preferred.

"Do'ajee sees you have finished your training for the evening. It is good you are trying to improve yourselves. We will need all the strength we can get to challenge Vile." She commented as Peiter sat down.

La'khay started to chuckle. "Yes, that's important, though La'khay just thinks it's good you are spending time together. This one finds you two to be such a cute couple."

"Well, Do'ajee would say that our mission is more important than personal feelings." She retorted.

"Hmph, you would say that." La'khay responded.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

"Well then, I'll just have to make sure you're not caged." Peiter responded, wrapping his arms around Sabine to give her a hug. "I'll be honest, I have no idea how you could ever stand to be around those un-living nightmares, but I guess we will just have to do our best to protect each other. I know we're probably going to start searching the area first thing tomorrow, and I think I heard that we'll be splitting up into groups. Can I assume that we'll be wandering the jungle together looking for this clan?" He asked

Peiter was of course rather fatigued from their training, so he would likely be going to sleep soon, perhaps after a quick dinner, but he could and would keep himself awake for as long as Sabine wanted to talk.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Peiter raised his brow at Sabine. "Am I afraid of anything? Well, of course. All the normal things that one would be afraid of. Being seriously hurt or killed, or having someone I care about being harmed. Or...well there is one other thing, I guess. Undead. Ever since I was a young child, I've had this really strong fear of the undead. Ghosts, spirits, zombies, skeletons, anything that shouldn't be alive. They...show up pretty often in my nightmares."

Thinking back, Peiter recalled some rather unpleasant memories, though they were not strong enough to cause any sort of irrational panic within him. As such, he did not mind sharing the details. The event he was recalling was more just frightening than traumatic. "I remember one day, outside the walls of the city not far from our farm, I was playing in the forest. I can't remember exactly how old I was; maybe ten or so? Anyway, I remember hearing this...groaning behind me. Like someone who was very, very sick. I turned around and saw the bushes in front of me start to shake. I was curious and stupid, so of course I just had to walk closer. After a few seconds this...thing emerged in front of me. Some undead monstrosity of rotting flesh and bone. I wouldn't call it the stuff of nightmares as much as it was the stuff that creates nightmares. I panicked, froze up, and probably would have died if that thing had actually cared in the slightest about my presence. It just shambled past me without so much as looking at me. I remember seeing its putrid, rotting flesh, some of it cut away to reveal bone underneath. There were holes in its skin from where the maggots were eating through it and...well it was a lot more than I needed to see. I have no clue why that thing was there to begin with. It was the middle of the day, right outside the city walls, and this bonewalker just walks right past me. Maybe it was the property of some nearby necromancer and was just concerned with getting back to its master. No matter what it was, it did not make me fond of the undead."

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

"Hmm, six years old. I guess you can learn quicker when you're a child, but still. Your instructors don't sound like ones I would want to have." Peiter responded. "I'm glad you were able to get away from all of that, and not just because I wouldn't have met you otherwise. You are just such a beautiful person, in mind and body, and you deserve a lot better than to be treated like that."

As Sabine was flexing her fingers, Peiter raised up his hand and intertwines his own fingers with hers. "Lorag, he trained us as soldiers. I recognized a lot of it from watching the guards back in Chorrol, actually. He was definitely strict, and kept a lot of discipline with us, but I wouldn't call him abusive per ce. We were punished for doing things wrong, but that came more in the form of extra physical conditioning. Like, more running, or lifting more weight. Painful punishment still, but...in a different way. Everything he made us do pretty much served some sort of purpose. Speaking of, maybe we should start doing some of that physical conditioning. Like, running and such. You're probably going to be stronger than most of your opponents just by being a lycan." With his other arm, Peiter ran his hand down Sabine's arm and lightly squeezed her bicep. "But, it might help to build some endurance. I know you have magic that can energize you, but you never know when you'll be without it."

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Between their bouts and the more formal instruction that Peiter gave Sabine, their training had certainly allowed Peiter to expend some of his energy. He breathed heavily as he walked up to Sabine, dropped his sword, and sat down beside her. "Well, I had some before your pack arrived, but most of my training has been under Lorag for the past three years. I'm not a master or anything, obviously, but that is more formal training than most new soldiers get."

Peiter put his arm around Sabine's shoulder and allowed his head to rest against hers. "You're making good progress, for the fact that you're just starting out. I know sword practice is a lot...rougher than magic, but I enjoy it. We can try magic again next time. What about you? How long did it take you to first be able to manipulate magic?"

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

I need to go to bed soon. I'll try to make one quick one before going to bed.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

I definitely want to summarize the lesson part. As for the opening sparring match, I wouldn't mind going through it, but it's your choice. I have no preference. If you do want to skip anything, we can just stay in the scene with them immediately after the lesson.