EliteCommander

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Once he had his shoes, Peiter was about to walk over and grab his loincloth before Sabine suddenly ran off into the forest, prompting him to quickly run after her. "Ah, wait up!" He shouted, though if Sabine was being competitive, he knew his shouts would be falling on deaf ears.

At a quickened pace, it did not take Peiter too long to catch up to Sabine, since she likely did not want to exhaust herself just as their run was beginning. "In a hurry, aren't you?" He commented as he ran up alongside her and matched her pace. There were no real easy paths through the forest, so they could not run too quickly anyway. "I didn't think you'd be so enthusiastic for a jog."

Vilana was attentive as she listened to Uthri's description of her pack. She had guessed that, with the size of the Champion's group, she had not brought just one pack, though she supposed that the Champion could have a larger pack. With how Uthri described it, she did wonder how her pack actually managed to get along with one another, but did not comment on it. "Living in the clan is...tense right now. We're not starving anymore, like we were when we first fled, but there's always that feeling that something could go wrong at any moment. We know that we can't survive another attack like the last one, so our patrols have been focused on finding enemy scouts before they find us. At the very least, we'd be able to flee before a large enemy force arrived. The outpost wasn't built to hold as many people as we have, so we've had to build up a camp on the forest floor beneath it for everyone else. At the very least, we have enough food, and a good source of clean water. Most days are spent hunting or training, though I have heard rumors that our leadership has been looking into how to safely get out a message. With you all here, though, that might not be necessary. No matter what they think of the Champion, a lot of people are probably going to be relieved to see you here. The hope that someone might be coming to help us will go a long way." She explained.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Vilana shrugged her shoulders as she looked around the camp. "Not really. Though, perhaps you could just tell me about your pack in general? I could tell you about the clan. It might help to pass the day." She suggested. Though, she paused to allow Uthri to answer Sabine once she spoke up.

S'ajira looked around at Vilana's pride once she was asked for her input on the two youths going for a run, though it was impossible to tell what she was actually thinking. For a few moments, she raised her snout in the air and took a few sniffs, then returned her gaze to Uthri and nodded. She returned to laying down near the center of camp with no further "comment," so she seemed to have no issue with it.

"Alright, thanks. We'll make sure not to go far. Just want to get a bit of exercise today." Peiter commented. Walking over to his belongings, he started to put on his shoes. As he was tightening them around his feet, he gave a chuckle and looked up to Sabine. "Even as hot as it is, I probably shouldn't run entirely naked. I don't suppose you ever made progress on that potion to keep us cool, did you? What I wouldn't give to have a few...dozen of those. It's...really obvious that I'm from Bruma, isn't it?"

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

I'll attempt to make a quick one.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

I am not entirely sure.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Vilana's expression overall was neutral, and contemplating of the question. The only thing that could be said for certain about her was that she was having a difficult time coming up with an answer. "Afraid of her? I've never met her. Like I said, I don't know what to think about her. I don't know what is truth, and what is a lie. I know she pretty much has absolute authority over me, so I do have a bit of a reason to be nervous, but I don't think Hircine would pick someone who can't handle power."

Peiter stared at the bottle for a few moments in thought. He swirled it around lightly in circles for a few seconds, as if that would somehow reveal any magic in the bottle. "Well, if I'm going to test it, then I suppose I'll need to do something that would get me tired. Maybe we can do something together? How about a quick jog? We could take the time to admire the forest without having to search every nook and cranny for the clan. This place is rather beautiful, when you can take the time to look at it."

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Vilana shook her head. "No, but there's a rumor that she's very powerful. People can be afraid of those who can easily outmatch them. Some distrust her because she's Argonian, and others just see her as being far above themselves. For some people, especially ones who are really devout to Hircine, seeing his Champion is like seeing the Mane, or a better analogy for you, seeing the Emperor. There is fear in talking to someone like that. You're around her all the time, so you're used to it, but the Champion is second only to Hircine himself: the one who we all serve. Whether people think good or ill of her, they're not going to be able to just carry on a normal conversation with her."

Peiter had followed Sabine's instructions skeptically, but as accurately as he could. To have simple grains make a magical potion was hard to believe. It was not until the mixture he was making suddenly shifted into a green color that his eyes widened, still in disbelief. How could it be possible that something he had eaten his entire life, something that most people ate throughout their lives, could have magical properties. What was left over of the dough hardly looked edible, while the liquid had the familiar look of a stamina potion.

Once finished, Peiter held the bottle up against the light to get a better look at the liquid within. "Unbelievable." He said, with his mouth slightly agape. After a few moments, he turned his head to Sabine and raised his brow. "Hmm...how do I know this isn't an illusion? Like when you tricked me into thinking you were about to burn a hole in my stomach." He spoke with a measure of satisfaction in his voice, as if he had uncovered her scheme before it was finished.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Yeah, I'm about to go to bed, goodnight.

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Vilana gave a nod. "He's still alive, yes. He has been too old to fight for a while now, so he made it out alive. His name is Ri'nakhad, and he has been our leader for as long as I've been a part of the clan. As I said, he trusts the Champion, so I wouldn't expect trouble from him. One or two of his lieutenants, maybe, but not him. As for me, I, uh, I don't think I want to bother the Champion. I'm sure she has much more important matters to deal with than to worry what I think." She answered, with a hint of nervousness in her expression. It was almost as if she was afraid of the idea of speaking to Meesei.

"I think you're underestimating yourself, honestly." Peiter responded. "Thirty years sounds like a very long time for someone with your talent, and I'm not just saying that because it's you. You're only eighteen years of age, but you're at the very least an expert in the craft. Not to mention, you have connections. Bruma is a central location in Tamriel, and our clan is basically the center of all of the clans. And, your alpha is the Champion herself. If you want to get an ingredient, I'm pretty sure she can get it for you. All you have to do is ask."

When Sabine showed Peiter handfulls of wheat and corn, he gave her a look almost as if she were mad. To say he was confused would have been an understatement. "Corn and wheat? I mixed corn and wheat plenty of times back at home, but I never got any sort of magic out of it. Are you trying to play a joke on me or something? Saying it is true, what do you actually do to it to get it to be magical? It would have to be more than just crushing it together."

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

"The Champion herself?" Vilana said, obviously still surprised. "That's a bit hard to believe, honestly. The Champion has been leading the war effort from Cyrodiil for so long, I figured that was where she was needed. If you're telling the truth, then I'm not really sure what to think. There are so many rumors that go around about her, I don't really know what is true. Her reputation is almost larger than life. Some people look up to her as a hero, others think she has somehow deceived everyone. I'll be honest, I don't really know what to think. I suppose Hircine picks his Champion for a reason. Our clan leader trusts her, but I won't lie, some people may not like her."

Peiter nodded in response to Sabine. "Well, you'd be right, mostly. I think most people want to at least try to become a master of what they're good at. It's not just swordsmanship that interests me, though, but close quarters fighting in general. Swordsmanship has that certain...nobility to it, but I can't deny how effective polearms are. They're weapons of war for a reason. Reach is just such a great advantage. What about you, though? You've been studying alchemy most of your life, haven't you; what else is left for you to learn? How long do you think it would take to be considered a master? Would you say that anyone else in your pack is a master of anything?" He asked. All the while, he was paying close attention to what she was trying to make. Although, just as before, he did not have much of a concept of what she was trying to create. Given what she was starting with, he wondered if he had a bad smell about him.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

"Well, it's good that we at least know where we can find our enemy." Vilana responded, though as soon as Uthri had finished speaking, she took on a curious expression and seemed to be in thought. After a few moments' pause, she leaned forward with a furrowed brow. "But you said...Meesei would fill me in? That's the name of Hircine's Champion, is it not?"

Peiter's reaction mirrored Sabine's. The fear that they had once again been ambushed by Vile's minions had hit him as soon as he saw the group approaching from up in the tree, but now that they were pretty much certain that they were allies, he felt an even greater relief. Not only would they not have to search any longer, but they finally had their answer on what happened to the Senchal clan. Despite what happened, they had at least survived. With her suggestion, Peiter nodded. "I suppose so. There isn't much else we can do but pass the time until everyone returns, I suppose." He began before putting his free arm around her shoulders. "And it would be interesting to see the master at work."

Quickly looking down to Rhazii, Peiter took on a more sympathetic expression. "You think you'll feel safe with Newt and Leaps, little one?"