EliteCommander

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Many of those who remained in camp simply picked a random cut of meat for their meals, though on Newt's request, Kaleeth gave him a cut of the minotaur calf for his dinner. No one spoke up immediately in response to Sabine, suggesting that the days of the other search parties had not been nearly as eventful as Gallus'. Ahnasha shrugged her shoulders, and decided to at least acknowledge Sabine's question. "Well, Colors fell out of a tree about half way through our search. I took over after that."

"As I said before, there was no way I could see that caterpillar against the tree. I doubt you would have hung on after a sting, or...bite, or whatever from that thing." Colors retorted.

Ahnasha laughed. "It was a moving, bright red and orange caterpillar. I saw it from the forest floor."

"Hmph, colors. Well, it was all grey to me. Sneaky little venomous beast; at least I crushed it in the process." Colors grumbled, crossing his arms.

Ahnasha could not help but to grin. "Yes, I'm sure it was cursing your name as you squashed it beneath your flailing arms."

Mass Effect: The Face of Injustice

I will be giving a more detailed description when we land, but the specific location of the settlement is temperate, and forested. All the structures are prefabricated.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Ahnasha shrugged her shoulders. "Your trophy, your choice. Hopefully, you'll get to keep it through this whole mission. It's always a shame when we have to leave belongings behind, but it happens. Successes like this, though, I guarantee you'll remember forever."

La'khay stretched out her rather sore muscles as she walked over and dropped her clothing down with the rest of her belongings. "If only we still had wine to celebrate. Well, La'khay thinks it is time for us all to relax. It has been a long day for everyone."

"Agreed." Ahnasha responded. She sat down near the center of camp on a fallen log that Kaleeth had dragged in an hour earlier, followed shortly by Lorag. For those that had stayed behind to watch the camp, they had taken the time to arrange their supplies such that their meals for both that night and the next would be easy and quick to find. As well, they had a fire pit ready for when it was time to build a signal fire the next day. Their bedrolls were already set up, and they had cleared out some areas to sit. Next time they moved camp, it would be easy and quick to pack up. It did not take longer than a few minutes for Meesei to finish up her healing on Gallus, so it was not long before everyone was able to sit and relax from the day's events.

Peiter took his seat near Sabine, Tzirret, and Ciinriel. While the minotaur calf was a tempting meal, they had other meat that was going to start rotting much sooner if they did not eat it quickly, so he was eating the last of their stock of boar.

Mass Effect: The Face of Injustice

I will say that we are heading down to the temporary settlement on the surface, which was established in preparation for the colonization effort.

Mass Effect: The Face of Injustice

Yeah, there's a lull in action after the battle aboard the space station.

I just figured people would have some reactions to this specific moment, considering the allied fleet seems to be gone, and we now don't have access to a light speed capable vessel.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Meesei narrowed her eyes as she looked over the harsh red mark on Gallus' chest. It was quite evident that the minotaur had, in fact, landed at least one blow. "Hmm, if anything was broken, you would be very aware of it by this point. Regardless, it would do no harm for me to examine it. Hold still for a moment." She instructed as she placed her hand on his chest and charged it with magical energy.

Ahnasha seemed both surprised and impressed with Tzirret's recount of the fight. Given the difficulty of her first minotaur kill, she knew what it meant to bring one down for the first time. "You managed to kill it with basically only one blow? Now that, I wouldn't have expected. My first minotaur kill was filled with holes from my bound arrows; didn't leave me with much usable hide afterwards. Although, I do suppose it does only take one good, precise strike to kill pretty much anything, except for maybe a dragon or something. It's a good thing you didn't try going for the head; their skulls are like iron, as I learned the hard way. Regardless, you did very well. Getting it right through the ribs like that, you must have hit either its heart or lungs. A clean kill. After we get the corpse back here, I say we make you a good set of leathers out of it, or two. Mine barely had enough for a few loincloths, but you should be able to get a lot more. Not to mention those horns. Unless you want to use them for alchemy, or keep them in their natural state, you could make a nice bit of jewelry out of them." Ahnasha recommended.

Since Tzirret was receiving his congratulations, La'khay walked over and gave him a pat on the back. Even Lorag walked up to the group and gave an approving nod to the young Khajiit.

Mass Effect: The Face of Injustice

I do agree with that sentiment.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Hello.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Ssarak Dyreackthanose
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Ironically, Ssarak was just as clueless as to what the others were describing as Lyn was. His homeland was entirely inhospitable to virtually all exotic creatures, so to attempt to gather foreign animals in such a way would require a steady supply of runes. As a result, it was not generally a profitable venture. Likewise, “carousel” was a word he had never even heard before, so he had no concept of what that could be.

Ssarak had no particular issue accompanying Tyrael, as long as Meirin was still willing to stay. The professor’s personality was one of the farthest from likable possible, and he generally made no effort to act otherwise. Not to mention, he was a demon, or at least, a fallen. There was a definite distinction between the two, but for most of those who were not demonmancers, they were one in the same. It was surprising to Ssarak that Lyn actually liked being around him, though Ssarak mostly attributed that to her youthful innocence. At the very least, Ssarak could respect Tyrael’s abilities, his consistency, and the fact that he was seemingly loyal to the College.

”Being that I am unfamiliar with either of those, anything you do will likely be new to me. The performance we just watched was certainly a new experience.” Ssarak commented.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Well, if we're not moving on quite yet, I'll try to figure out what to write today.