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Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

It's also interesting to see Tzirret trying new things, though it is fun to make him feel awkward.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Her personality has quite a few layers, as you've likely seen. And not all of them are particularly noble.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

"Ah, good afternoon, Sabine. I was wanting to talk...to you...about..." Meesei started to say, but she trailed off as a certain realization smacked into her like a charging minotaur. She might have been able to explain away the fact that Sabine was drenched in sweat, considering the heat in the air, and she might not have noticed her hair, since it was usually rather disorderly. But, the scent was what made it undeniable. It was that distinctive, pungent scent that she recognize which confirmed what the other evidence hinted at. Her nostrils flared as she took in a few breaths, then her eyes widened as if she had seen some otherworldly specter and her mouth hung slightly open.

"I...you...I had no idea you...are mating?" Meesei said in shock. She had not meant to be so direct in stating it, but rather, it was something she had blurted out through her mind's current discord. To see Meesei in such mental disarray was an exceptionally rare event, even for one as close to her as Sabine. She was not necessarily angry, or even disappointed in Sabine, as it was not as if she had expected her to remain chaste forever. However, despite the fact that she was an adult, Meesei still had the image of Sabine as her young, slightly naive daughter who was not yet fully part of the very dangerous world of the adults around her. But, to know that she was doing something so decidedly mature caused that illusion to shatter before her. "Can I...can I...speak...to you?" She asked nervously.

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The reactions of the four Khajiit to Tzirret's version of the story ranged between skepticism and fascination. Ma'tanza seemed particularly interested to hear the actual story of the Champion. Her ears were perked up, and her eyes were wide with interest. "Ma'tanza has never heard that part of the story. She has always been told that silver is very dangerous to us; surviving a silver spear sounds difficult. Maybe that's why the Altmer haven't done anything; they're afraid. They are mages; used to be...Thalmor soldiers, this one thinks. They don't get along well with a lot of people here."

With the mention of Tzirret witnessing Meesei's magic, Bheja spoke up next. "Well, if you've seen her magic before, does that mean you've fought with her before? What was that like?"

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Meesei nodded in agreement. "Yes, we must not get ahead of ourselves. There are several matters we should probably tend to before meeting with the clan's leadership again. I want to make sure we have a way to ensure our food stays preserved. We can...technically sustain ourselves on spoiled meat, being that disease is not an issue, but that would not be good for morale. I think I will search for a magical, or perhaps alchemical solution. If we are to attempt this plan, it would also be wise to mask our scent. Very few who are not lycans can tell what we are by scent, even among Vile's minions, but I would rather not take any chances. I believe I will contend with those issues, while you seek out Colors. If he knows anyone who may deal in slaves, tell him to join in our meeting tomorrow. I would go search for him down in the camp. Just look for attractive women; he is bound not to be far behind." She suggested with a slight chuckle.

Once the two separated, Meesei went about finding someone who could help with the matter of preserving their food for the journey. Naturally, her thoughts turned to Sabine. She had heard her mention that she was working on a way to keep their bodies cool in the tropical head, so it was possible she already had potions that could do the same for their provisions. Since her and Peiter's room was nearby, she decided to first look for her there. She had to search around to jog her memory on which of the rooms Sabine and Peiter had selected, but eventually made her way to the room and knocked on its door. She thought she heard something strange inside as she approached, but did not think anything of it at the moment.

Just as they had planned, Peiter and Sabine had mated several times over the course of a few hours. Their first encounter in the river had been in the morning, and it was already well into the afternoon. There were a few mistakes on both their parts, but overall, he was thoroughly enjoying himself. The exertion of it all was starting to fatigue him, but each time they took a break to recover and recharge, the allure of the sensations he could expect would draw him back in. He did at least feel like he was improving. They went undisturbed for a while, but it was in the height of one of these encounters that Meesei came knocking at the door.

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Turn herself into lightning? That cannot be true, surely? Ma'tanza responded in disbelief. "This one has heard rumors about her, yes. Rumors about her being a powerful mage, but that sounds like fantasy. Maybe she could demonstrate her power, if she ever has the time for it?"

Although Tzirret's fear was visible in his body language, none of the others had yet commented on it, perhaps because they were too preoccupied with the conversation. Qa'habi was the next to answer him. "There are lots of other rumors about her too. Some say she had to kill this giant, powerful Orc lycan hunter who was possessed by Clavicus Vile himself, or something like that. Then she received the Ring of Hircine from Hircine himself. Some people don't think she's the real Champion, though. Qa'habi has heard some people say she just found the ring and made up the story. Or that she's an illusionist that's been pretending to be powerful. This one heard these three Altmer say they would each challenge her to a duel if they ever saw her. It's strange they haven't said anything about it yet. Everyone knows she's here."

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Nice, I'll have a response up for when you are next available.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Goodnight. Gallus' solution was not the one I expected, but it works.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Despite her formerly unemotional visage, Meesei could help but to give a small laugh as she shook her head slowly. "That...is not exactly what I meant. My meaning was that we could use the extra supplies aboard the ship, which would have been intended to sustain them over a long journey, to help sustain the clan in addition to what we could purchase. If we needed anything more, we could sell what we find aboard the ship. I should probably remind you that Orcrest is entirely landlocked in the middle of the desert. A ship could not get us there...unless..." Meesei's eyes widened as a thought suddenly entered her mind. To confirm her suspicion, she quickly opened up one of her bags and pulled out one of her maps, then held it up against the tree as she unrolled it.

"Yes, yes...you see here, east of Riverhold? There is an inlet into Elsweyr, off of the Niben River. We could follow that as far as the ship, or ships, depending on how many we need, could take us. If we told them we were going to, say, northern Morrowind, then the ship would be overstocked for such a relatively short journey. We would still need to cross a stretch of desert, but it would not be nearly as far as leaving straight from here. It would be easy to supply ourselves for that journey, and we would even get to kill a crew of slavers." Meesei reasoned. In contrast to her usual, stoic attitude, Meesei was clearly happy with Gallus' suggestion, as it solved most of the problems that would threaten the lives of the clan. She was actually even smiling.

"Gallus, you are a genius." Meesei commented, even going as far as giving him a quick hug. "We just need someone among the clan who has knowledge of Senchal's criminal underworld."

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Ma'tanza listened closely, and indeed, all of the others seemed interested in hearing about the Champion as well. Ma'tanza nodded at Tzirret's description. "She sounds...mysterious. This one does not know much about Argonians, she doesn't really know any of them very well. There are a few in the clan, but there are none of them near this one's age...anymore. She tried talking to one once, but her mother pulled her away and said he was a scoundrel, or something."

M'ibasa, who seemed to be the youngest of the group, chimed in after a few moments. "This one heard she is very powerful, but she didn't look that big or strong when M'ibasa saw her go past. Have you ever seen her fight, what can she do?"

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Meesei gave a slight nod as she looked out over the railing at the camp below. The meeting had gone well-enough, but she still seemed visibly troubled. "Yes, we do have a more solid plan now. Though, there are still many unknowns. Depending on how many resources we have available, and how much food and water we will need, we may have to make some difficult decisions. Selling the wood we have on hand was a good idea, but we may not have time to wait for the finished products to be crafted if we require too much. But, if we just sell the wood itself, we may be forced to sell some of our other supplies, like weapons, clothing, or armor. That, or risk having too little food or water."

Closing her eyes, Meesei let out a long sigh. "There is one option I can think of. It is not one that I like, but it is possible. We could purchase some supplies with the easily tradable resources we have, then have them loaded onto a ship. Perhaps offer a sizable portion of the cargo as payment, in addition to what gold we have left over. We could have a group of our own on board as passengers; they would not even need to be armed. In such tight quarters, it would not be difficult to kill the ship's crew and take what they have. It would be quicker than waiting for the carpenters, and the extra supplies there would be on the ship would be more than enough to supply the clan. It could help prevent casualties among the clan, and ensure we do not risk the mission by delaying." She suggested, her words frighteningly devoid of emotion. To kill innocents in such a manner was a callous suggestion, one that did not fit the Meesei that her pack and their allies knew.

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"Oh, sure." The Suthay boy said, shrugging his shoulders as he pointed to an empty place between himself and the Suthay-raht girl on the shore.

"My name is Bheja. She is Ma'tanza, the dark-furred one there is Qa'habi, and the light furred one is M'ibasa. He said, gesturing first to the Suthay-raht, girl, then to the two other boys, also Suthay-raht.

Ma'tanza looked to Tzirret with her head cocked slightly to the side, looking to him as if to analyze him. "You're not in the Champion's pack, but you still travel with her, right? What is she like?"

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

My thoughts on it are that they switch to Cyrodilic when there are non-Khajiit present. Otherwise, they stick to Ta'agra. If it isn't too much trouble, I'd be fine with you changing it.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Ah, that last one was meant to be in Ta'agra. Forgot to italicize it. If you were mentioning it in your response, I can just leave it.