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Peiter knew just as little about Tzirret's past before his turning as Sabine, so it came as a surprise to him to see such a well-made creation. It was a well-made piece of art, one like those he had seen selling in shops and with caravans. It impressed him, as well as making him wonder what else he didn't know about Tzirret. Their Khajiit friend, it seemed, was much more complicated a person than he appeared to be on the surface.
"I never knew you could do that, Tzirret." Peiter said as he closely examined the carving. "And you claim you're not talented. It obviously took a lot of practice to get to this point. If you want anyone to come along with you to, I don't know, make you more comfortable when you're meeting new people, you can count on me. I would say not to give this to just anyone, though. Make sure she's someone who you really like, and who really likes you, even more importantly. I honestly don't know how long we will be staying here with this clan, so trying to meet someone here might not be the best idea, but I'm sure you'll be able to find someone eventually. Who knows, maybe once we get back to Bruma, those Khajiit girls won't seem so scary to you?"
"I never knew you could do that, Tzirret." Peiter said as he closely examined the carving. "And you claim you're not talented. It obviously took a lot of practice to get to this point. If you want anyone to come along with you to, I don't know, make you more comfortable when you're meeting new people, you can count on me. I would say not to give this to just anyone, though. Make sure she's someone who you really like, and who really likes you, even more importantly. I honestly don't know how long we will be staying here with this clan, so trying to meet someone here might not be the best idea, but I'm sure you'll be able to find someone eventually. Who knows, maybe once we get back to Bruma, those Khajiit girls won't seem so scary to you?"
"The Dagi are a kind of Khajiit, just like the Cathay or Pahmar." Ra'kalesh explained. "They are of a similar form to a Suthay, but smaller than most other Khajiit. There are some in the clan, which you may meet. With their size, they are at home in branches even higher than these, and it is often their preferred home. They are also known to be naturally talented mages, which can make for interesting structures in the treetops."
Ahnasha's mother had told her about the Dagi in the past, and indeed, many aspects of Elsweyr and the Khajiit people. She knew that they were small and tree-dwelling mages, but she never really imagined what their homes must have been like. She would not have imagined anything like the outpost, or even the larger hideout that the clan must have had. She supposed that an actual Dagi home would be smaller, and higher in the trees, but it still allowed her to compare her experience with the notions she had before. "These are the kinds of things I always wanted to see if I ever visited Elsweyr. All the variety of Khajiit forms and the way they live, the colorful and flowing Khajiit architecture, the authentic moon sugar treats. I just wish I could have come here in better times."
One thing that Tzirret wasn't was a good liar. Peiter leaned forward on to the table as he looked at him skeptically, with his brow raised. Tzirret was putting a great deal of effort into the trinket he was carving, more than Peiter was used to seeing from him. And, he had a feeling that it wasn't simply because of his pride in his kill. If nothing else, it showed that he cared a great deal about it. "That's a lot of work to put into 'nothing.' Don't be ashamed, I think it would be a great gift for any girl you might find in this place, or elsewhere. If that is what you intend to do with it. Just make sure to keep something of the minotaur for yourself, alright? You don't have to always be thinking about others; you can have something of your own from time to time."
Ahnasha's mother had told her about the Dagi in the past, and indeed, many aspects of Elsweyr and the Khajiit people. She knew that they were small and tree-dwelling mages, but she never really imagined what their homes must have been like. She would not have imagined anything like the outpost, or even the larger hideout that the clan must have had. She supposed that an actual Dagi home would be smaller, and higher in the trees, but it still allowed her to compare her experience with the notions she had before. "These are the kinds of things I always wanted to see if I ever visited Elsweyr. All the variety of Khajiit forms and the way they live, the colorful and flowing Khajiit architecture, the authentic moon sugar treats. I just wish I could have come here in better times."
One thing that Tzirret wasn't was a good liar. Peiter leaned forward on to the table as he looked at him skeptically, with his brow raised. Tzirret was putting a great deal of effort into the trinket he was carving, more than Peiter was used to seeing from him. And, he had a feeling that it wasn't simply because of his pride in his kill. If nothing else, it showed that he cared a great deal about it. "That's a lot of work to put into 'nothing.' Don't be ashamed, I think it would be a great gift for any girl you might find in this place, or elsewhere. If that is what you intend to do with it. Just make sure to keep something of the minotaur for yourself, alright? You don't have to always be thinking about others; you can have something of your own from time to time."
"It is certainly an art, to build in these trees." Ra'kalesh commented, taking his seat near Meesei. "It is something learned from the Dagi, this one believes, and adapted for our purposes. These structures are easier to hide, and harder to attack with a proper defense. Ra'kalesh knows little of their actual construction, however."
Meesei had taken a seat on the end of the table as they awaited the clan leader. A few of the guards they had encountered on the way to the meeting hall had followed behind them, but were currently waiting outside at the door. Just from the reactions she had seen in the walk through the camp, she had a feeling that their arrival had caused some measure of chaos within the clan, but hopefully, it would turn out to be a positive sort of chaos. The kind that would involve hope being restored to their frightened minds. At the very least, most of the clan was already aware that a change was coming soon.
"This place is larger than what I would have expected from an outpost." Meesei explained. "Most of the buildings seem older, so it was built quite a while ago. I myself wonder if it was always Ri'nakhad's intention to bring the clan here in an emergency? If so, it would be a contingency many years in the making. That would explain why there are not enough living quarters for even a third of the original clan in the trees. The Senchal clan has grown just as much in the last few years as nearly every other in Tamriel. He likely would not have had the time or resources to have this place expanded."
Although Tzirret was trying to stay out of sight, Peiter certainly noticed how timid he was. The past few days had seen a return to Tzirret's former level of confidence; perhaps even less than before. He sat across from Tzirret, beside Sabine, and leaned in as he looked at him with concern. "Is everything alright, Tzirret? I know we didn't get the best welcome, but I don't think anyone in the clan is going to hurt us."
Meesei had taken a seat on the end of the table as they awaited the clan leader. A few of the guards they had encountered on the way to the meeting hall had followed behind them, but were currently waiting outside at the door. Just from the reactions she had seen in the walk through the camp, she had a feeling that their arrival had caused some measure of chaos within the clan, but hopefully, it would turn out to be a positive sort of chaos. The kind that would involve hope being restored to their frightened minds. At the very least, most of the clan was already aware that a change was coming soon.
"This place is larger than what I would have expected from an outpost." Meesei explained. "Most of the buildings seem older, so it was built quite a while ago. I myself wonder if it was always Ri'nakhad's intention to bring the clan here in an emergency? If so, it would be a contingency many years in the making. That would explain why there are not enough living quarters for even a third of the original clan in the trees. The Senchal clan has grown just as much in the last few years as nearly every other in Tamriel. He likely would not have had the time or resources to have this place expanded."
Although Tzirret was trying to stay out of sight, Peiter certainly noticed how timid he was. The past few days had seen a return to Tzirret's former level of confidence; perhaps even less than before. He sat across from Tzirret, beside Sabine, and leaned in as he looked at him with concern. "Is everything alright, Tzirret? I know we didn't get the best welcome, but I don't think anyone in the clan is going to hurt us."
The camp had several lifts which could be used to take the group up to the outpost proper in the trees above. Before they reached them, Vilana spoke up. "I can lead everyone up to Ri'nakhad, the rest of my pride can stay and rest." She commented.
"Ra'kalesh's pride can do the same, except you, Colors." Ra'kalesh added. "Ri'nakhad may want to speak with you himself, given all the time you spent with the enemy's agents."
With most of the two prides staying behind in the camp, they did not have to take quite as much time to bring everyone up the lifts to the platforms above. For those who still had the energy to climb, there were also ropes they could use to get up, much like the other outpost, which also shortened the wait. While it was no city, the outpost was significantly larger than the first they had seen. It had obviously been expanded upon since the clan first arrived to allow for more living space in the treetops. Although, it was quite obvious which structures were new, since the older structures were generally larger, and of a higher quality. From what they had been told, the clan had been cut down to a third of its original size in the attack, but it still had population enough to feel like a town. Tamriel itself had experienced a drastic rise in its lycan population over the past few years, so pretty much all of the clans had grown to sizes they never would have previously thought possible.
Vilana had to stop and explain what was happening to three separate guards before they reached the largest of the outpost's structures. Instead of being built around a single trunk, it was suspended between three separate trees and was of an appropriate size to be a town hall. Walking through the door led directly into the main room, with its primary feature being along table consisting of smaller tables that had been pushed together to accommodate almost twenty people. Vilana spoke with Ri'nakhad's assistant and, once she introduced Meesei yet again, he ran off immediately to wake the clan leader and bring him back to the hall.
As they were waiting, the group had a chance to make themselves comfortable. The room was large enough that it did not feel cramped, and there was enough seating for everyone. Meesei had not anticipated that the outpost would be as large as it was, which led her to believe that its intended purpose was actually to be a fallback point for the clan. If that were the case, then Ri'nakhad likely had considerable foresight, or at least strong planning capabilities.
Kaleeth sat with Leaps at her feet, rubbing the top of his head to keep him content. All the while, she admired the building around her. It certainly was not the largest or nicest building they had seen in their travels, but its location was enough to impress her. "I've never seen this many treetop buildings before. If this was an outpost, then I wonder what the clan's actual base looked like?"
"Ra'kalesh's pride can do the same, except you, Colors." Ra'kalesh added. "Ri'nakhad may want to speak with you himself, given all the time you spent with the enemy's agents."
With most of the two prides staying behind in the camp, they did not have to take quite as much time to bring everyone up the lifts to the platforms above. For those who still had the energy to climb, there were also ropes they could use to get up, much like the other outpost, which also shortened the wait. While it was no city, the outpost was significantly larger than the first they had seen. It had obviously been expanded upon since the clan first arrived to allow for more living space in the treetops. Although, it was quite obvious which structures were new, since the older structures were generally larger, and of a higher quality. From what they had been told, the clan had been cut down to a third of its original size in the attack, but it still had population enough to feel like a town. Tamriel itself had experienced a drastic rise in its lycan population over the past few years, so pretty much all of the clans had grown to sizes they never would have previously thought possible.
Vilana had to stop and explain what was happening to three separate guards before they reached the largest of the outpost's structures. Instead of being built around a single trunk, it was suspended between three separate trees and was of an appropriate size to be a town hall. Walking through the door led directly into the main room, with its primary feature being along table consisting of smaller tables that had been pushed together to accommodate almost twenty people. Vilana spoke with Ri'nakhad's assistant and, once she introduced Meesei yet again, he ran off immediately to wake the clan leader and bring him back to the hall.
As they were waiting, the group had a chance to make themselves comfortable. The room was large enough that it did not feel cramped, and there was enough seating for everyone. Meesei had not anticipated that the outpost would be as large as it was, which led her to believe that its intended purpose was actually to be a fallback point for the clan. If that were the case, then Ri'nakhad likely had considerable foresight, or at least strong planning capabilities.
Kaleeth sat with Leaps at her feet, rubbing the top of his head to keep him content. All the while, she admired the building around her. It certainly was not the largest or nicest building they had seen in their travels, but its location was enough to impress her. "I've never seen this many treetop buildings before. If this was an outpost, then I wonder what the clan's actual base looked like?"
Newt kept his eyes on Vilana for a few moments, then shifted his gaze across the others, who were now acting as if nothing had happened. He was confused, but at least, he did not seem to be afraid any longer. "I think so." He answered softly.
As they were mostly already packed, it did not take long before the group set out to finally join with the clan. With Vilana's pride taking the lead, they headed along the quickest possible path to the outpost. As they were scouts, they were already familiar with the terrain, even more so than Ra'kalesh's pride. It was actually impressive how effortlessly they could move through even the thickest parts of the forest.
Even at their heightened pace, it was several hours of a walk straight to the north before they neared the clan's location. Had they not been discovered, it would have been at least another two days before they would have happened upon it. Perhaps longer, if there were any setbacks. It was already late evening when they left, so the sun had almost completely set by the time they drew close. In the dense forest, scarcely any light made it to the forest floor, and were they not lycans, they likely would not have been able to navigate at all.
The group was not even within sight of the outpost when the patrolling guards spotted them, and much like their first encounter with Vilana's pride, it was not the most peaceful encounter. Several archers, mostly Khajiit, revealed themselves from the bushes and trees around them. A few were even in the branches above. One of them, an Ohmes-raht male, kept firmly at a distance with his bow ready as he spoke. "Vilana! Who are these people? They...smell of lycans, but you know we're under strict orders not to bring anyone directly here. No matter who they are. Ra'jorr will have your head for this."
"Be calm, brother." Vilana said, moving to the side to allow Meesei to step forward. "This is the Champion of Hircine."
The Ohmes-raht's first reaction was, of course, skepticism. However, once he could see her ring clearly, his eyes widened. While he was staring, Meesei took the opportunity to speak up. "That I am. If possible, I would like to speak with your clan's leader right away."
"It is...everyone, weapons down. Now. Of course, Champion. Vilana, take them straight to him." He answered quickly, and somewhat nervously.
"Already on it." Vilana commented as the guards moved aside and allowed the group through towards the camp.
As they started to continue on once more, Peiter could not help but to shake his head and chuckle. "That seems to be a recurring theme today, doesn't it?" He commented, nudging Sabine's elbow.
After crossing over a shallow area of the river nearby, it was only a minute or so longer before the outpost came into view. The outpost proper was sturdy, and built up into the branches of the trees much like the first one they had seen. However, there were also dozens of other structures on the ground beneath it, ranging from tents to wooden shacks. Mostly, the clan had not quite retired for the night, so many were still awake to see them being guided through towards the lifts. From a distance, they could not see the Ring of Hircine on Meesei's finger, but the very fact that they were new arrivals was enough to cause a buzz of hushed conversation around them.
As they were mostly already packed, it did not take long before the group set out to finally join with the clan. With Vilana's pride taking the lead, they headed along the quickest possible path to the outpost. As they were scouts, they were already familiar with the terrain, even more so than Ra'kalesh's pride. It was actually impressive how effortlessly they could move through even the thickest parts of the forest.
Even at their heightened pace, it was several hours of a walk straight to the north before they neared the clan's location. Had they not been discovered, it would have been at least another two days before they would have happened upon it. Perhaps longer, if there were any setbacks. It was already late evening when they left, so the sun had almost completely set by the time they drew close. In the dense forest, scarcely any light made it to the forest floor, and were they not lycans, they likely would not have been able to navigate at all.
The group was not even within sight of the outpost when the patrolling guards spotted them, and much like their first encounter with Vilana's pride, it was not the most peaceful encounter. Several archers, mostly Khajiit, revealed themselves from the bushes and trees around them. A few were even in the branches above. One of them, an Ohmes-raht male, kept firmly at a distance with his bow ready as he spoke. "Vilana! Who are these people? They...smell of lycans, but you know we're under strict orders not to bring anyone directly here. No matter who they are. Ra'jorr will have your head for this."
"Be calm, brother." Vilana said, moving to the side to allow Meesei to step forward. "This is the Champion of Hircine."
The Ohmes-raht's first reaction was, of course, skepticism. However, once he could see her ring clearly, his eyes widened. While he was staring, Meesei took the opportunity to speak up. "That I am. If possible, I would like to speak with your clan's leader right away."
"It is...everyone, weapons down. Now. Of course, Champion. Vilana, take them straight to him." He answered quickly, and somewhat nervously.
"Already on it." Vilana commented as the guards moved aside and allowed the group through towards the camp.
As they started to continue on once more, Peiter could not help but to shake his head and chuckle. "That seems to be a recurring theme today, doesn't it?" He commented, nudging Sabine's elbow.
After crossing over a shallow area of the river nearby, it was only a minute or so longer before the outpost came into view. The outpost proper was sturdy, and built up into the branches of the trees much like the first one they had seen. However, there were also dozens of other structures on the ground beneath it, ranging from tents to wooden shacks. Mostly, the clan had not quite retired for the night, so many were still awake to see them being guided through towards the lifts. From a distance, they could not see the Ring of Hircine on Meesei's finger, but the very fact that they were new arrivals was enough to cause a buzz of hushed conversation around them.
Alright my little minions, I want to know something. Who's all in a collab by chance? Currently I am waiting for Gowi, DBlade and anyone who wants to learn how to get out of these cells! :p
I'm in a collab. I think we need...you, actually.
Colors kept his confident grin, despite Uthri's dismissal of his question. "Ah, come now, I've been through so much trauma and hardship since I was...stolen away from all those I cared so deeply about. Surely you can forgive a...lapse of memory after such a horrible trial of the mind?"
Ahnasha lightly rubbed Rhazii's head. "I think it was about something that happened a long time ago. Don't worry, they're not really going to hurt each other." She explained, at least mostly honestly. She did not want him worrying about any of them getting hurt, so she made sure to downplay the tension as much as she could. Meanwhile, Newt had been somewhat frightened by the sudden violence, but confused when it suddenly stopped with no one else doing anything about it. He walked over and hid behind Janius' leg and looked around nervously.
To Fendros, Ahnasha leaned in and whispered quietly enough that Rhazii could not hear her quickly. "Don't know, honestly, but Colors doesn't seem like the type to give up. I guess we can always stick around him if we want some entertainment."
Meesei watched the exchange more neutrally, and waited until it was over to address Vilana. "Well, if that is over, that is the last group that we were waiting for. Are you ready to escort us to your clan, Vilana?" She asked.
Vilana turned to Meesei with a hint of embarrassment in her expression. "Yes, of course. I'm...sorry, Champion. We can leave whenever you're ready."
Giving a nod, Meesei spoke to the group in general as she walked over to her own belongings. "Very well, let us pack up the camp. With luck, we will arrive at the clan before sundown, if not shortly afterwards."
Ahnasha lightly rubbed Rhazii's head. "I think it was about something that happened a long time ago. Don't worry, they're not really going to hurt each other." She explained, at least mostly honestly. She did not want him worrying about any of them getting hurt, so she made sure to downplay the tension as much as she could. Meanwhile, Newt had been somewhat frightened by the sudden violence, but confused when it suddenly stopped with no one else doing anything about it. He walked over and hid behind Janius' leg and looked around nervously.
To Fendros, Ahnasha leaned in and whispered quietly enough that Rhazii could not hear her quickly. "Don't know, honestly, but Colors doesn't seem like the type to give up. I guess we can always stick around him if we want some entertainment."
Meesei watched the exchange more neutrally, and waited until it was over to address Vilana. "Well, if that is over, that is the last group that we were waiting for. Are you ready to escort us to your clan, Vilana?" She asked.
Vilana turned to Meesei with a hint of embarrassment in her expression. "Yes, of course. I'm...sorry, Champion. We can leave whenever you're ready."
Giving a nod, Meesei spoke to the group in general as she walked over to her own belongings. "Very well, let us pack up the camp. With luck, we will arrive at the clan before sundown, if not shortly afterwards."
Meesei nodded. "Yes, Colors is with Ahnasha's group. They should be back shortly, I would imagine. Once everyone has returned, I am guessing you will be taking us to your clan?" She asked, directing her question towards the new pride in general.
Vilana stepped forward. Although, even after her long discussion with Uthri on the subject, she was still somewhat nervous to address the Champion. "Yes...I am Vilana, the leader of this pride. The clan is a few hours from here, straight to the north. I will take you all directly to our leader, Ri'nakhad. I am sure he will be relieved to see you. All of the clan will. Our situation has been desperate ever since the attack."
"It is my aim to eliminate the threat of the enemy in this area entirely. With luck, you will be able to rebuild your clan once again." Meesei responded. Shortly afterwards, Meesei's group started on their dinner, just as all of the other groups had after their return. Their food supplies were running low once more, but since they would finally be meeting up with the clan, they would be able to restock soon.
It was about half an hour before Ahnasha's group made it back to the camp. Like most of the others, her initial reaction was one of relief. "Oh, thank Hircine. We found them, didn't we?"
Colors too replaced his fatigued expression with a smile upon seeing Vilana's pride. However, the moment Vilana saw Colors' face, she stomped over to him with a scowl on her own.
"You!" Vilana shouted angrily. Then, just as she promised, she slapped her hand across his snout hard enough to be heard clearly through the entire camp.
Infuriatingly for Vilana, Colors' reaction ended up being an even wider grin. "Ah, well, I probably deserved that. But you...it's been so long since I've seen you, and I don't know how you've managed it, but you're even more beautiful than I remember. I was so worried you didn't make it. I still find myself thinking about you from time to time, about that wonderful night..."
"Gah, shut it you slimy lizard!" Vilana yelled.
Despite Vilana's anger, Colors still maintained a smile. "I can stop speaking, but I have to say, now that I've seen you again, I don't think I will be able to stop thinking about your stunning and powerful form. It was hard enough to get you out of my thoughts before."
Vilana growled and stormed off, while Colors walked away in a somehow even more upbeat mood than before. When he neared Uthri, he leaned in close to her and started to whisper. "What's her name, if I might ask?" He asked, pointing subtly to Vilana.
Vilana stepped forward. Although, even after her long discussion with Uthri on the subject, she was still somewhat nervous to address the Champion. "Yes...I am Vilana, the leader of this pride. The clan is a few hours from here, straight to the north. I will take you all directly to our leader, Ri'nakhad. I am sure he will be relieved to see you. All of the clan will. Our situation has been desperate ever since the attack."
"It is my aim to eliminate the threat of the enemy in this area entirely. With luck, you will be able to rebuild your clan once again." Meesei responded. Shortly afterwards, Meesei's group started on their dinner, just as all of the other groups had after their return. Their food supplies were running low once more, but since they would finally be meeting up with the clan, they would be able to restock soon.
It was about half an hour before Ahnasha's group made it back to the camp. Like most of the others, her initial reaction was one of relief. "Oh, thank Hircine. We found them, didn't we?"
Colors too replaced his fatigued expression with a smile upon seeing Vilana's pride. However, the moment Vilana saw Colors' face, she stomped over to him with a scowl on her own.
"You!" Vilana shouted angrily. Then, just as she promised, she slapped her hand across his snout hard enough to be heard clearly through the entire camp.
Infuriatingly for Vilana, Colors' reaction ended up being an even wider grin. "Ah, well, I probably deserved that. But you...it's been so long since I've seen you, and I don't know how you've managed it, but you're even more beautiful than I remember. I was so worried you didn't make it. I still find myself thinking about you from time to time, about that wonderful night..."
"Gah, shut it you slimy lizard!" Vilana yelled.
Despite Vilana's anger, Colors still maintained a smile. "I can stop speaking, but I have to say, now that I've seen you again, I don't think I will be able to stop thinking about your stunning and powerful form. It was hard enough to get you out of my thoughts before."
Vilana growled and stormed off, while Colors walked away in a somehow even more upbeat mood than before. When he neared Uthri, he leaned in close to her and started to whisper. "What's her name, if I might ask?" He asked, pointing subtly to Vilana.
Hold on, made a mistake. Just realized it was supposed to be Ahnasha's group that was yet to arrive.
EDIT: There we go.
EDIT: There we go.
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