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Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Though it had only been a few minutes so far, Ahnasha was getting a sense of who Fendros' parents were. She had heard Fendros describe them before, but seeing them in person brought their personalities into view. Calia was certainly the more reasonable of the two. Perhaps it was just because she did not appear to be quite as healthy, but she was calmer, and seemingly less stubborn. Rossarm would definitely be the challenge, as he was obviously much more headstrong. He had formed his opinions, and it would be hard to change them. Hopefully, undeniable logic would be enough to sway him. She had, of course, met Monderyn before, but she was not too concerned about him. Even the way he walked seemed to suggest that he lived in his father's shadow. If Fendros could somehow change Rossarm's mind, she had no doubt Monderyn would follow suit.

Ahnasha avoided giving any visible reaction, but she noticed when Fendros described her as a "close friend." She hoped that Fendros would not become too afraid to disclose their relationship, and especially the fact that his parents now had a grandchild. However, she did understand not wanting to overwhelm them with too much shocking information at once. That might cause them, particularly his father, to become too irrational to even have a conversation with. She did not know when would be the best time for Fendros to make that admission, but she could be patient.

At this point, Ahnasha finally felt justified in speaking up. It still somewhat frightened her to do so, but she felt that she had something of value to add to Fendros' explanation. "That is a decision that many of us make regretfully. The beasts within us feed on emotion; on fear, passion, anger. Those are all things that these kinds of reunions can inspire. For a new lycan, becoming overwhelmed by emotion, even for a short time, can cause a transformation. I have heard of lycans going to give their goodbyes to loved ones in person and...not returning."

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Lorag gave a quick huff. "You want to hide, so you flee to the hometown of two members of the Champion's pack. Brilliant."

Meesei largely ignored Lorag's comment as she continued. "I can recognize that your life has changed. You have a child, you have re-integrated into Cyrodiil's society. But can you really expect me to just give blanket forgiveness for all you did to us? For murdering a clan leader; murdering a father and husband. For nearly tearing us apart in direct service of the enemy? You have a family now, so can you understand the pain you caused? Can you look at Narsi, the daughter you have raised for the past few years, and imagine what would happen to her if she lost her parent? What would you have me do? How would you have me feel about finding you again? Place yourself into my perspective."

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

With portals like that, it's kind of iffy on if they are still around. Sure, they aren't around in Skyrim, but Skyrim also isn't the most magically inclined place. They only have one magical college with nowhere to teleport to. It could still be viable, but in this time period, would probably require portal platforms like in Oblivion. I don't know how difficult those are to create.

Also, I just have to finish references and formatting now.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

I might be a bit delayed tonight, working on a paper.

Also, having recently played Oblivion, I realize that magical portals are a thing in the universe. The Arcane University had them just to get between floors in their tower, and with the Frostcrag Spire DLC, you had a spire with portals connecting to every city in Cyrodiil.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

To Ahnasha, it seemed that Fendros was braver than herself when it came to admitting his condition. Granted, Ahnasha had gone with a different explanation for her absence. With Fendros, the truth might have been the least painful option to give them. The Daedra were not quite as Taboo among the Dunmer as they were in Cyrodilic culture, so the association with Hircine might not have been quite as bad. Plus, it would affirm to his mother that he did not suddenly leave by his own choice, and did not intend to hurt them. Their situations were different, so it was natural that their approaches would be different. Calia at least did not react badly to the news, though they did not have time to gauge her opinion on the revelation before they heard footsteps coming from the hall. Ahnasha had little doubt of who it was. She had hoped that Fendros would be able to explain everything to his mother before moving on to his father, but she supposed it was too much to expect that everything go to plan.

The atmosphere became much more tense once Fendros' father, Rossarm, entered the room. She did not know a great deal about him, but even if she had, she knew there was nothing she could do to clear the tension. All she could do was stay silent, and hope that Fendros would be able to say what his father needed to hear.

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When Harriet finally re-emerged, Meesei did not act as if she was angry per ce, but neither was she pleasant. Her gaze was intense as she stood with her arms crossed, staring down Harriet. Even Meesei's own pack likely did not know what was going to happen until she finally spoke up.

"Do not fear, I am not going to kill you. Only a monster would kill the parent of a child like that." Meesei answered harshly. Given the context of Harriet's crimes, the insult was obvious.

"What I want first is information. I want you to tell me everything that has happened since you fled the clan." Meesei demanded.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

And another response has been given. Feels like we're setting a new record. When do you think you'll get a reprieve from your responsibilities. I get the feeling your classes are intense.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

As soon as the group stepped inside, Ahnasha remained quiet and stayed slightly back from the others. What was about to happen was very personal for Fendros and Llarasa, and for most of it, it was not her place to be involved. Fendros needed to have time with his mother, and she needed time with her son. Their home was fairly nice, and a bit larger than her family's home back in the middle of Leyawiin. The scene they walked into was almost like something out of a storybook, with an old woman sewing a quilt by the fireplace. Granted, Ahnasha actually had no idea how old she was. She was around elves fairly regularly, but even so, she had no idea how even they could determine the age of their own kind.

It took longer for Calia to recognize Fendros that it had for her father to recognize her, likely because of the fact that Fendros' appearance had changed a bit more than hers had since they left. That, and a fair amount of disbelief on the part of his mother. Still, when she did realize what was happening, the result was nothing short of heartwarming. Perhaps, Ahnasha thought, this would work out after all.

Eventually, Calia's attention did find its way to Ahnasha. Regardless, she decided to keep her answers short for now. "My name is Ahnasha." She answered, taking her seat. "I am...well, I should probably let Fendros explain who I am. Just...know that Fendros did not leave you all entirely by choice."

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Meesei followed Harriet's requests for now, if only to improve the chances of her being cooperative. With the ring around her finger, Meesei would know immediately if Harriet attempted an escape. She had hardly expected to find Harriet with a little girl, if she ever found her again, but that did nothing to change what had happened. There still needed to be some conclusion to matters, whether peaceful or otherwise.

The rest of Meesei's pack was just a few seconds behind her. She stepped to the side to allow the others to file in to the increasingly crowded room. Turning back, Meesei spoke quietly. "Let us not do anything to threaten her for right now. I want to speak to her, then determine what we should do."

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Maybe. Whatever the case, the Overwatch audience wasn't used to it.

The Junkrat and Roadhog skins are just perfect. Frankenstein, and his monster.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Yeah, they took the MOBA route of chest rolls with exclusive skins. A lot of people in the FPS crowd aren't accustomed to that.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

You can buy them with currency this time around, so that's nice. I've gotten the Hanzo one so far.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Oh, nice, didn't even notice your response. I was playing Overwatch. The Halloween update hit today.