EliteCommander

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

I'd like to stay up, but I need to go to bed. Goodnight.

Elder Scrolls: Terror of the Padomaic

Got to say, I really like where this is going. I questioned how this would work before, but now I'm seeing it.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Meesei remained close behind Fendros, circling the pair as they fought. As expected, Fendros went straight for the ogre's throat, just as his instincts commanded him. The ogre's instinct to protect its neck saved it, however, so the ambush quickly became a fight. The ogre could hit hard, but that pain seemed to give Fendros pause enough to think, which was the true strength of a lycan. A werewolf had a fast and powerful body, with the massive claws and sharp teeth of an apex predator, but even more importantly, it had a mind capable of thought and reason. The intelligence of a person coupled with the bestial power of a wolf made for a deadly combination that few could resist. As Fendros grew more experienced, he would be able to switch between ferocity and tactical thinking at will, but for now, his thoughts would likely be in reaction to his environment.

Fortunately, Fendros managed to slay the creature without serious injury, though she had not quite expected his following actions. Instead of feasting on his kill, he was writhing on the ground as if in pain, though she saw no injury. She had expected to have to force him off of the body to claim her right to eat first, though that did not appear to be necessary. He still very much had the mind of a "civilized" individual, so perhaps he had reservations about eating the raw meat of a fresh kill? She remembered that Janius had a similar issue, though he still feasted on his first kill. Nevertheless, there were certain traditions that needed to be followed, so Meesei ignored Fendros for the moment and moved to the body of the ogre. She used her teeth to rip into its abdomen, biting through the fat and pulling out some of the intestines underneath, relishing the scent of the blood that soaked her snout. They would still need to carry the corpse back, so she had no intention of eating too much and tearing apart the corpse. She ate just enough to satisfy both lycan customs, and the hunter of her beast spirit.

Once finished, Meesei allowed her beast to rest, shifting herself back into her Argonian form. As usual, she showed no reaction whatsoever to the pain of having her bones break and reform through the transformation. Her fur disappeared as if it were never there, replaced by her normal scaly exterior. Her hands, face, and upper chest were still covered in blood, but it did not bother her in the slightest. Meesei calmly walked over to Fendros, who was still in his wolf form, seemingly writhing in pain. "Do not resist, embrace your hunger. Feast on the flesh of your kill, your beast spirit demands it. Sate its hunger, then let it rest, as I have." She said, her voice carrying a commanding tone.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Meesei followed Fendros, pleased that he at least seemed to be going in the right direction. As she expected, he didn't exactly know what he was doing and almost lost his way a few times.She could have easily corrected him, set him on the right path, but she refrained from doing anything except following, as this was a learning experience for him. If need be, she would intervene, but fortunately, he managed to find his way each time, despite having to backtrack a few times. When the scent grew strong enough, she could tell they were growing close, so for the last few feet before the ogre came into view, she moved in front of Fendros and slowed down, signalling for him to stop as well. She crept forward slowly and silently, peering through the brush at the ogre on the other side, which seemed to be simply relaxing on a large rock. It looked to be a young one, large, but not exceptionally so compared to others of its kind. Nevertheless, it was stronger than a werewolf, though not by too much. With his claws and teeth, Fendros should be capable of killing it. His inexperience with fighting in his lycan form would make it difficult, but she would be there to make sure he was not harmed too seriously.

Meesei turned around, bringing her head close to Fendros. "Good work. Now, kill it." She whispered. Unless he got himself into too much trouble, she had no intention of helping and would simply remain close by while he fought.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Meesei nodded to Fendros, who had successfully managed to take on his werewolf form. She was pleased so far with his willingness to cooperate, and with his success in calling on his beast spirit, though she did not let it show. She let out a grunt, and motioned for him to follow as she took off running on all fours to the west, away from the city. Even though he was still in control of his body, his beast spirit would now be much more pronounced in his mind, which had both positive and negative effects. Anger would come much more easily to him, and he would have a harder time refusing his natural instincts. Prey of any form, whether it be animal or man, would be harder to pass up, though Meesei had no doubt she could keep him in line. Whether Fendros himself agreed or not, his beast spirit was a pack animal by nature and would undoubtedly recognize her place in their hierarchy. If necessary, a show of force would be enough to put his beast in its place. On the plus side, his beast spirit's instincts would help him to control his new body's motor functions. Fendros likely did not know how to run on all fours, but it was ingrained in the mind of the beast within him.

With how inexperienced he was, Fendros would not be able to keep up with Meesei's full speed, so she held back enough so he could follow. Even so, their pace was far beyond anything that could be accomplished on two legs. As Fendros became more used to running, he grew closer to Meesei, so she in turn increased her pace. Though Meesei did catch the scents of a few creatures along the way that might be worth hunting, she decided to continue running with him a bit longer to help him become comfortable with running. Besides, she wanted to find some prey that would fight back.

Meesei continued the pattern of allowing Fendros to catch up, then increasing her pace for a while. He would probably be surprised with how long he could keep it up, though he would still undoubtedly be getting fatigued. They had covered quite a bit of ground, and they would still need to drag what they killed back with them, so Meesei finally slowed her pace and started paying closer attention to the scents around them. She detected traces of deer and boar in the area, some old, one fresh, but that was not the prey she sought at the moment. She had given him a test of speed, and she was about to introduce him to tracking, but she wanted to test his strength as well. They continued walking around the area for a short time until Meesei finally caught something of interest on the wind. Glancing around, she saw a tree that had halfway fallen and was currently leaned up against the trunk of large oak. She ran up the trunk of the collapsed tree to bring herself to a higher vantage point, effortlessly balancing on the trunk beneath her. Lifting her nose up in the air, she sniffed the winds as they passed, paying close attention to its direction. As she had hoped, there was something just to the west that would be worthy of hunting, an ogre. They were semi-intelligent creatures which could be a great threat to the average traveler, bandit, or adventurer, but they were not much stronger than a werewolf, so their advantage over them was greatly diminished. Still, it would prove to be enough of a challenge for the new blood, and she would be there to kill it if he was unable.

"You smell that? Living prey, nearby. Track it, and I will follow." Meesei ordered, looking down on Fendros from above. Hopefully, his beast's instincts would be enough to guide him, though it was no guarantee.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

"We shall hunt whatever we find that can provide sufficient meat: deer, bear, troll, whatever we find." Meesei responded, standing up from her place next to the fire. "As for your transformation, you need not worry about losing control for now. If you enact the transformation yourself, then it is much easier to maintain control. Even a novice such as yourself should be able to control it without issue."

In preparation for her transformation, Meesei walked over to her bedroll and began removing her clothing and jewelry. Just as she had showed Fendros, her belongings were designed with weak points that would cause them to fall apart if she transformed, but that would still require that she put them back together afterwards, so it was preferable to remove them beforehand. After shedding all she was wearing, she walked over to a clear area nearby and looked to Fendros. "Now, to begin the transformation is also no difficult task. I am sure you have some memories of what it was like to be in your beast form, you just need to let it out again. Even now, you should be able to feel the presence of the beast withing you; it is not something that ever goes away completely, even after a feeding. Just concentrate on it, focus. It should become more powerful in your mind, then...just let it do the rest. Do not worry, you will still be in control afterwards." She explained, before beginning her own transformation. Her body started to reshape and reform increasing in size and muscular density. Her scales made way for thick, black fur, her muzzle morphing in shape and her teeth sharpening and growing. While she held no exceptional size or strength (for a lycan) in her normal form, her werewolf form had stature befitting an alpha, a testament to the favor Hircine had placed on her.

"Your turn." Meesei ordered, her voice lower and more menacing.

Elder Scrolls: Terror of the Padomaic

Weekends always tend to be inactive, I notice. Perhaps Leon and Hail can go with my suggestion for the distraction bit, if needed.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Since Meesei had no desire to cook her food, she finished her cut of venison not long after Fendros had started on his. They still had enough meat left over for the rest of the day, so the purpose of this hunt would be to help build their reserves.The others were still asleep, though Meesei was not particularly concerned about waking them. Lycans often awoke in the middle of the night due to the restless nature of their beast spirits, so it would be nothing new to them.

"We will essentially be multitasking today. We need to build up our reserves of food, so we will be going on a hunt. This will also serve as an introduction for you to your abilities as a lycan. We will both take on our werewolf forms for this hunt, then I will show you how to use your new abilities. You will need to get used to your enhanced sight and smell, as well as be familiar with the proper strategies for taking down prey. This will not be like hunting with a bow, you will need to run straight up to your target. Most new lycans are not accustomed to their newfound speed and power, and only firsthand experience will solve that. I don't expect you to be an expert by the end of the day, but we will be practicing this for the next few weeks. We won't be delving too far into it today, but the other important aspect of lycanthropy you will need to overcome is the tendency of your beast spirit to take control. When you come across potential prey, or if your beast has not fed in a while, it may transform you against your will. Meditation and understanding of your beast spirit, as well as experience, can minimize that influence, however. As I said, though, we will get to that part later. Now, do you have any more questions before we start?" Meesei asked.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

I have no opinion on the matter. I just go with whatever.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Rtron said
Althlaus might be to. Though that's old habits...never trust the people you're dealing with when you're an Assassin. :p

I'm wondering how many characters will end up trying to kill demons? Many are armed, and many have a background in fighting to some extent.