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Kaleeth did not hold back in hugging Meesei, perhaps a bit too tightly. Nevertheless, after a strained groan from Meesei, Kaleeth relented enough that they could actually speak. "Sorry, Meesei, it's just...this is a miracle. I just couldn't imagine our pack going on without you. You've been so understanding, so patient with me. I know I've been so much trouble with my beast spirit; I think a lot of other alphas would've made me be alone like all the other werecrocodiles a long time ago. And you've helped me so much in learning to live outside our homeland; you're just the best kind of friend."
"Thank you, Kaleeth. I do appreciate the praise. And now, since your biggest fear of last night has passed, perhaps you can accept some of your well-deserved praise as well? Your actions during our escape last night were outright heroic. Without you breaking through the gate, and straight into their lines, none of us may have made it out of that fortress." Meesei responded.
Lorag stepped up alongside Kaleeth and gave her a few hard pats on the back. Obviously, his current mood was a far cry from what it had been the night before. At the moment, he was practically jovial. "Yeah, that naive hatchling this city boy scooped out of a swamp has really grown into her own. Now, obviously I could've broken us out of there too..." He began, chuckling. "...but you did alright. I'm glad to see our Alpha alive and well."
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Peiter had no response for Uthri, and was remaining just as silent as Tzirret. Despite the offer of support, he could not help but to feel angry. At the moment, his mind was racing, and overwhelmed with an intense mixture of anger and fear. His mind was having a hard time coming to terms with the reality of his situation. The idea that he was going to be doomed to a life of disability left him wanting something or someone to blame. He was in no position to be thinking objectively on what Gallus and the others had done.
"Thank you, Kaleeth. I do appreciate the praise. And now, since your biggest fear of last night has passed, perhaps you can accept some of your well-deserved praise as well? Your actions during our escape last night were outright heroic. Without you breaking through the gate, and straight into their lines, none of us may have made it out of that fortress." Meesei responded.
Lorag stepped up alongside Kaleeth and gave her a few hard pats on the back. Obviously, his current mood was a far cry from what it had been the night before. At the moment, he was practically jovial. "Yeah, that naive hatchling this city boy scooped out of a swamp has really grown into her own. Now, obviously I could've broken us out of there too..." He began, chuckling. "...but you did alright. I'm glad to see our Alpha alive and well."
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Peiter had no response for Uthri, and was remaining just as silent as Tzirret. Despite the offer of support, he could not help but to feel angry. At the moment, his mind was racing, and overwhelmed with an intense mixture of anger and fear. His mind was having a hard time coming to terms with the reality of his situation. The idea that he was going to be doomed to a life of disability left him wanting something or someone to blame. He was in no position to be thinking objectively on what Gallus and the others had done.
When Janius and a few of the others made it to the tent, Meesei decided she would greet them not just with words. She smiled, then stood up, albeit somewhat shakily. As another demonstration of her improvement, she walked up to Janius, arms outstretched, and greeted him with a hug. "No Daedra this time. Sabine, Marcaille, some tenacity, and a lot of luck. I think that is an adequate summary."
"I gather that the camp is being packed, so I am assuming the Senche-raht are in good enough condition to move. I would help pack the tents, but my legs are still having difficulty with my own weight at the moment. Honestly, I may get some sleep on the carts once we leave. I feel like I need some rest quite badly at the moment." Meesei added.
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Peiter covered his eyes, and for a short while, was entirely unresponsive. He did not acknowledge Uthri's answer, nor Tzirret. It was difficult to tell exactly what was going through his mind, but it was clear from his demeanor that he was still distraught. Their attempts at calming him had not yet been effective.
Finally, Peiter's sobs were broken up by words. "I remember...Sabine was trying to help me, then Gallus just...he didn't even try. You didn't even try! Just cut me out without a second thought." He shouted. For now, at least, Peiter would not be easily calmed, as he was not thinking rationally.
"I gather that the camp is being packed, so I am assuming the Senche-raht are in good enough condition to move. I would help pack the tents, but my legs are still having difficulty with my own weight at the moment. Honestly, I may get some sleep on the carts once we leave. I feel like I need some rest quite badly at the moment." Meesei added.
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Peiter covered his eyes, and for a short while, was entirely unresponsive. He did not acknowledge Uthri's answer, nor Tzirret. It was difficult to tell exactly what was going through his mind, but it was clear from his demeanor that he was still distraught. Their attempts at calming him had not yet been effective.
Finally, Peiter's sobs were broken up by words. "I remember...Sabine was trying to help me, then Gallus just...he didn't even try. You didn't even try! Just cut me out without a second thought." He shouted. For now, at least, Peiter would not be easily calmed, as he was not thinking rationally.
Meesei, despite her overall fatigue, remained sitting up on her bed, instead of laying down to rest. When the rest of her pack did come to see her, she wanted to erase any fear from their minds of her safety, so she did not want to appear still bedridden. While she was waiting, she decided to start work on the long process of healing her scars. With how long they had gone untreated, it would take some effort to return her scales to their normal shiny, smooth state.
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Peiter was groggy when he first opened his eyes. At first, he was not entirely sure where he was or what had happened; that is, until he tried to rub his eyes. He looked to his right, and was overcome with an almost unparalleled feeling of horror. "What? Oh, no...no no no no no. How could this be? I...I remember."
Bringing his hand up to his head, Peiter tried to hide his tears. He could not bring himself to look at Uthri or Tzirret, and was not particularly responsive towards them. "Why me? Why did he do this?"
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Peiter was groggy when he first opened his eyes. At first, he was not entirely sure where he was or what had happened; that is, until he tried to rub his eyes. He looked to his right, and was overcome with an almost unparalleled feeling of horror. "What? Oh, no...no no no no no. How could this be? I...I remember."
Bringing his hand up to his head, Peiter tried to hide his tears. He could not bring himself to look at Uthri or Tzirret, and was not particularly responsive towards them. "Why me? Why did he do this?"
"Yes...please. Thank you." Meesei answered, carefully allowing herself to be seated. "I am sure there are many who would like to know. Marcaille went to go inform Ri'vashi, but I am sure our pack will be happy to hear the news. Certainly, I was pleased when I learned of it." She chuckled. "As long as I have a constant boost to my natural regeneration to counteract the silver, I should be fine. I am using my own magic at the moment, but I am feeling quite intensely tired, as you might imagine. The rate of injury from the remaining silver is slow, but I would not want to go to sleep without a healer present, or a potion."
Outside, the camp as a whole was busy. The healers had given Ri'vashi the word that the Senche-raht were ready to move, so she had given the order to pack up the camp. Or, at least what was necessary. With the warriors they had lost in the attack, not all of their tents would be needed, so many were being left behind to save space. Supplies were being taken off of the carts to be carried by soldiers, so that the carts could be used to carry those still too wounded to move on their own. Ri'vashi herself was exhausted, but continued to direct her soldiers with just as much energy as usual, thanks to the many potions of stamina she had been drinking.
In one of the healers' tents, Peiter had awoken, though he was far from being in a good mood. He had very little risk of dying at this point, but he was still confused, frightened, and angry. That anger would become even more apparent if he happened to see Gallus.
Outside, the camp as a whole was busy. The healers had given Ri'vashi the word that the Senche-raht were ready to move, so she had given the order to pack up the camp. Or, at least what was necessary. With the warriors they had lost in the attack, not all of their tents would be needed, so many were being left behind to save space. Supplies were being taken off of the carts to be carried by soldiers, so that the carts could be used to carry those still too wounded to move on their own. Ri'vashi herself was exhausted, but continued to direct her soldiers with just as much energy as usual, thanks to the many potions of stamina she had been drinking.
In one of the healers' tents, Peiter had awoken, though he was far from being in a good mood. He had very little risk of dying at this point, but he was still confused, frightened, and angry. That anger would become even more apparent if he happened to see Gallus.
Before answering, Meesei wrapped her arms around Sabine to hug her as hard as she could, though her muscles were still quite obviously weak. Regardless, her attitude seemed to make her physical weakness irrelevant. "Well, it was a...combination of factors, really. Your potion, Marcaille's my own efforts. After you fell asleep, I had another conversation with Marcaille. We talked about her potion; she went into great detail, mostly to pass the time. But, it gave me an idea. I was able to use my magic to...how to describe it? Bridge the gap between them. Your two potions worked in slightly different ways. One tried to draw out the silver into the blood stream through the blood in the organs, the other simply tried to draw it into the bloodstream through the tissue. I was able to use the effect of the latter to draw the silver into the blood for the former. It did not quite remove all of it, but...it removed enough. Enough to manage.
Meesei lowered her head and brought her hand up to her chest. There was a slight grimace on her face as she allowed a wave of restoration energy to wash through her body. "There is still silver there, it is still hurting me, but the amount is low enough that healing magic can keep up with it. Actually, I was hoping you would be able to help me. A simple healing potion is all that is needed, but a normal potion does not last too long. Do you think you would be able to create a very weak healing potion that could last at least a few days?" She asked.
Meesei lowered her head and brought her hand up to her chest. There was a slight grimace on her face as she allowed a wave of restoration energy to wash through her body. "There is still silver there, it is still hurting me, but the amount is low enough that healing magic can keep up with it. Actually, I was hoping you would be able to help me. A simple healing potion is all that is needed, but a normal potion does not last too long. Do you think you would be able to create a very weak healing potion that could last at least a few days?" She asked.
Ri'vashi gave a brief, subtle nod. "It's always good to have another pair of eyes. You can stop by one of the healers' tents if you need a potion to help you keep awake, if you intend on joining me all night."
Ri'vashi headed straight to the edge of camp, behind one of the barriers she had helped create an hour prior. Altogether, there were over a dozen warriors on watch in a perimeter around the camp, with more soldiers at the ready inside the camp if the alarm was sounded. Beyond that, there were scouts patrolling a relatively wide area surrounding them, but even so, Ri'vashi was not content with anything less than her personal oversight for their defense. She did not even sit, but stood with her gaze cast out into the forest. Her katana was at least sheathed at this point, but she looked ready to fight in an instant. Still, she did not restrict herself from speaking with Gallus. The stress she was under did bleed through into their conversation, despite her professionalism.
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In the tent with Meesei, Marcaille and Sabine eventually began taking turns between healing and resting. Meesei held the occasional conversation with both, but she could not even keep up a false good mood as her body continued to weaken. Her voice grew more faint, and her muscles more sore. She never stopped her own efforts with her restoration magic, but both of her healers would easily be able to feel that it was waning. In the earliest hours of the morning, when Marcaille took over for Sabine once more to allow her to sleep, even breathing looked like a chore for her.
Day broke only a few hours later, after which there were voices in the tent which would likely awaken Sabine. Whatever fears or expectations she might have held for the morning before falling asleep, they would almost certainly be broken by reality. Marcaille had stepped out, while the Cathay healer, Jo'fasa, had taken over. However, instead of him standing over her at the table, Meesei was actually standing in front of him. In an absolute sense, she still looked terrible. Her legs were quivering to merely keep her standing, and the scars of her wounds were all still plainly visible. But, she was certainly more lively, and her voice stronger, if slightly hoarse.
"Champion, this is all...great, but...you really shouldn't be standing right now." Jo'fasa protested.
Meesei simply smiled. "I should not be alive right now, but you might say that I am disobeying..." She began, her gaze shifting down to Sabine. "...on both accounts."
Ri'vashi headed straight to the edge of camp, behind one of the barriers she had helped create an hour prior. Altogether, there were over a dozen warriors on watch in a perimeter around the camp, with more soldiers at the ready inside the camp if the alarm was sounded. Beyond that, there were scouts patrolling a relatively wide area surrounding them, but even so, Ri'vashi was not content with anything less than her personal oversight for their defense. She did not even sit, but stood with her gaze cast out into the forest. Her katana was at least sheathed at this point, but she looked ready to fight in an instant. Still, she did not restrict herself from speaking with Gallus. The stress she was under did bleed through into their conversation, despite her professionalism.
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In the tent with Meesei, Marcaille and Sabine eventually began taking turns between healing and resting. Meesei held the occasional conversation with both, but she could not even keep up a false good mood as her body continued to weaken. Her voice grew more faint, and her muscles more sore. She never stopped her own efforts with her restoration magic, but both of her healers would easily be able to feel that it was waning. In the earliest hours of the morning, when Marcaille took over for Sabine once more to allow her to sleep, even breathing looked like a chore for her.
Day broke only a few hours later, after which there were voices in the tent which would likely awaken Sabine. Whatever fears or expectations she might have held for the morning before falling asleep, they would almost certainly be broken by reality. Marcaille had stepped out, while the Cathay healer, Jo'fasa, had taken over. However, instead of him standing over her at the table, Meesei was actually standing in front of him. In an absolute sense, she still looked terrible. Her legs were quivering to merely keep her standing, and the scars of her wounds were all still plainly visible. But, she was certainly more lively, and her voice stronger, if slightly hoarse.
"Champion, this is all...great, but...you really shouldn't be standing right now." Jo'fasa protested.
Meesei simply smiled. "I should not be alive right now, but you might say that I am disobeying..." She began, her gaze shifting down to Sabine. "...on both accounts."
Yeah, Ri'vashi is very much in serious mode. I think I'll skip to morning.
Was there more you wanted to do before skipping ahead to morning?
"We just have to get home now. That's all we have to do." Kaleeth answered. She rested her head against his and ran her hand through his hair. "We don't have to do any more fighting right now; just get back to Orcrest, then probably back home to Bruma. That shouldn't be hard to manage; it will just be a lot of walking. Walking through the forest, then the desert again. It's a terrible place, but...we've managed it before."
Kaleeth kissed Janius' forehead, and for a few seconds, was silent. His fears were quickly rubbing off on her, so she had to convince herself as well as him that they would get away unharmed. "There won't be anymore fighting. We're retreating, away from the enemy, who are hurt just as bad as us. We're not going to be fighting until well after we get back, I know it. You'll be ready to help me through the desert, won't you? That place is just...terrible."
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Ri'vashi did not make eye contact with Gallus, and even turned her head away slightly. It was difficult for her to even give an answer, though she did regardless. "Ri'vashi lost one of her pride. We will have a memorial for all of our fallen when we have returned home. For now, this one's primary concern is ensuring that there will be no one else for us to mourn when we return. There is nothing more this one can do at this very moment, but she needs to be ready to act on a moment's notice. If there is a counterattack, we will only have a few moments to react. Ri'vashi is not going to rest until we are clear of enemy territory."
Kaleeth kissed Janius' forehead, and for a few seconds, was silent. His fears were quickly rubbing off on her, so she had to convince herself as well as him that they would get away unharmed. "There won't be anymore fighting. We're retreating, away from the enemy, who are hurt just as bad as us. We're not going to be fighting until well after we get back, I know it. You'll be ready to help me through the desert, won't you? That place is just...terrible."
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Ri'vashi did not make eye contact with Gallus, and even turned her head away slightly. It was difficult for her to even give an answer, though she did regardless. "Ri'vashi lost one of her pride. We will have a memorial for all of our fallen when we have returned home. For now, this one's primary concern is ensuring that there will be no one else for us to mourn when we return. There is nothing more this one can do at this very moment, but she needs to be ready to act on a moment's notice. If there is a counterattack, we will only have a few moments to react. Ri'vashi is not going to rest until we are clear of enemy territory."
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