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Ahnasha smiled at Llarasa. "I look forward to it. Honestly, I don't know much about what's going to happen with this whole wedding business; I've never been one for ceremonies like that. I suppose it will be up to Fendros and the rest of you to guide me along."
Taking a few more steps down the stairs, Ahnasha gave Llarasa another, quick hug. "Thank you again for all of your support. This day wouldn't have been nearly as good as it has been without you, and Monderyn. Hopefully, tomorrow will be even better. We do need to go and find a priest, but...thank you."
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Meesei looked to be almost embarrassed by Sabine's discovery of the Black Book. With the ordeal she had just put herself through, it took a few moments for her to collect herself enough to respond, which did at least give her some time to think of a good answer. Even she had to admit that there was no easy explanation for why she would have such a thing with her. "Honestly, at this point, I wish I could give you a clear answer on that. That book has been a point of contention in my mind ever since Mora left it with us. My first instinct was to destroy it, but I doubt that is even possible. I initially brought it along with me to get it away from the clan and to find a way to discard it, but now I do not know if there would be any way to do so safely, so that it does not fall into the wrong hands. I am wondering if it would even be wise to be rid of it? I mean, that book is a relic of the Daedric lord of knowledge. Through it, I could access a myriad of powerful secrets. Thinking back on my fight against Do'rhajul, about how...powerless I felt against him, I wonder if the knowledge would be worth the risk. If I am the strongest of Hircine's hounds, then we cannot stand against them right now."
Taking a few more steps down the stairs, Ahnasha gave Llarasa another, quick hug. "Thank you again for all of your support. This day wouldn't have been nearly as good as it has been without you, and Monderyn. Hopefully, tomorrow will be even better. We do need to go and find a priest, but...thank you."
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Meesei looked to be almost embarrassed by Sabine's discovery of the Black Book. With the ordeal she had just put herself through, it took a few moments for her to collect herself enough to respond, which did at least give her some time to think of a good answer. Even she had to admit that there was no easy explanation for why she would have such a thing with her. "Honestly, at this point, I wish I could give you a clear answer on that. That book has been a point of contention in my mind ever since Mora left it with us. My first instinct was to destroy it, but I doubt that is even possible. I initially brought it along with me to get it away from the clan and to find a way to discard it, but now I do not know if there would be any way to do so safely, so that it does not fall into the wrong hands. I am wondering if it would even be wise to be rid of it? I mean, that book is a relic of the Daedric lord of knowledge. Through it, I could access a myriad of powerful secrets. Thinking back on my fight against Do'rhajul, about how...powerless I felt against him, I wonder if the knowledge would be worth the risk. If I am the strongest of Hircine's hounds, then we cannot stand against them right now."
I'm finally back home. Got home late.
Ahnasha stepped up to the door softly. She was still nervous, but did what she could to not let it show through her voice. "Yes, it would be nice to have you. And it would give you a chance to meet everyone that has been training and helping protect Fendros. I can tell you that he is in good hands, but I am sure it would make you more comfortable to see us all for yourself." She added, waiting tensely for a response. Already, her ears were perked up and attentive towards the faintest hint of any sound coming from within the room.
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When Sabine stepped into Meesei's tent, she had already started her self-treatment. She had thrown the dress she had worn in the city haphazardly in one of the dusty corners, likely necessitating that it be washed before she used it again, and had the rest of her bags and belongings in a disorganized pile next to her. She was sitting on her knees with her hands over her chest, both of which were glowing with restorative energy. She had taken a length of cloth and tied it tightly over her snout like a muzzle to keep herself from making too much noise when the pain hit, and it was not long after Sabine entered that it started. Meesei isolated a few of the silver particles, then started the process of pulling them out into her bloodstream, where she could then remove them for good. She barred her teeth, lurching forward and closing her eyes as she let out a muffled scream. It was a process that repeated itself for almost an hour. A few minutes to locate the silver, then a few straight minutes of agony, followed by a few minutes of rest to keep herself from sobbing from the pain. Though, her eyes were still filled with tears regardless. All of it just to remove a few small pieces of silver. She did not say a word, but she appreciated the comfort that Sabine provided.
After it was over, Meesei felt weak, and moved around somewhat clumsily. She reached over to her bag and fumbled around to grab one of her potion bottles to take her next dose of Sabine's potions. However, as she was reaching for it, she brushed open the largest of her bags, revealing something both interesting an startling within. Falling partially out of the bag was a black book. The Black Book which Hermaeus Mora had left in their possession after their meeting. Meesei had taken the book and locked it away safely during and after their move to Skyrim, but evidently, she had decided to bring it with her now.
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When Sabine stepped into Meesei's tent, she had already started her self-treatment. She had thrown the dress she had worn in the city haphazardly in one of the dusty corners, likely necessitating that it be washed before she used it again, and had the rest of her bags and belongings in a disorganized pile next to her. She was sitting on her knees with her hands over her chest, both of which were glowing with restorative energy. She had taken a length of cloth and tied it tightly over her snout like a muzzle to keep herself from making too much noise when the pain hit, and it was not long after Sabine entered that it started. Meesei isolated a few of the silver particles, then started the process of pulling them out into her bloodstream, where she could then remove them for good. She barred her teeth, lurching forward and closing her eyes as she let out a muffled scream. It was a process that repeated itself for almost an hour. A few minutes to locate the silver, then a few straight minutes of agony, followed by a few minutes of rest to keep herself from sobbing from the pain. Though, her eyes were still filled with tears regardless. All of it just to remove a few small pieces of silver. She did not say a word, but she appreciated the comfort that Sabine provided.
After it was over, Meesei felt weak, and moved around somewhat clumsily. She reached over to her bag and fumbled around to grab one of her potion bottles to take her next dose of Sabine's potions. However, as she was reaching for it, she brushed open the largest of her bags, revealing something both interesting an startling within. Falling partially out of the bag was a black book. The Black Book which Hermaeus Mora had left in their possession after their meeting. Meesei had taken the book and locked it away safely during and after their move to Skyrim, but evidently, she had decided to bring it with her now.
Ahnasha gave a sigh, seeming uncertain, and perhaps uncomfortable. She scratched the back of her head briefly, then stood with one arm across her stomach, holding on to her other forearm. The past few hours with Llarasa and Monderyn had been outright pleasant, especially in comparison to the less-than-pleasant welcome they had received from Fendros' father. Even if it was not something they would be able to do even remotely commonly, she hoped it would at least lead to regular communication with them, without any aliases or secrecy. Fendros' siblings might even get to meet the rest of her family one day.
"I...well there is a lot I would like to talk with her about. A lot of ways I would like to try to reach her. But, hopefully we'll have plenty of time to talk to her later. I'll come with you, yeah. I don't think I'll be near as silent or reserved as our first talk, but I still think you should lead the way. We can just...be direct about it I guess and just ask her to come. If she seems hesitant, we can tell her she could meet all the other people in our pack that have been looking after her son. It might appeal to her to have some assurances that Fendros will be safe." Ahnasha suggested.
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Back in camp, everyone had settled in somewhat tensely while they waited for Fendros and Ahnasha to return. Given how long it had been, Meesei expected they would be there for a day or two longer. For now, she refrained from mentioning Harriet to Gallus, and would not likely mention her to anyone outside her pack unless it was strictly necessary. Lorag was quite obviously skulking around camp, but luckily, Gallus had not yet asked about his change in mood.
Meesei took her dinner uncooked and early, before heading into her tent alone, with a notably dreadful look on her face. She did not say anything aloud to anyone, but everyone in her pack by this point understood what she tended to do when she retreated off by herself to the edges of the camp. She did not like to talk about it, but that was when she usually tended to give herself more treatments to remove the particles of silver from her body. The more she removed, the weaker her potions needed to be, and the longer Sabine could make them last. However, each treatment still brought with it some rather intense pain. It put it in a state that she did not like others to see, though she never complained when Sabine decided to keep her company.
"I...well there is a lot I would like to talk with her about. A lot of ways I would like to try to reach her. But, hopefully we'll have plenty of time to talk to her later. I'll come with you, yeah. I don't think I'll be near as silent or reserved as our first talk, but I still think you should lead the way. We can just...be direct about it I guess and just ask her to come. If she seems hesitant, we can tell her she could meet all the other people in our pack that have been looking after her son. It might appeal to her to have some assurances that Fendros will be safe." Ahnasha suggested.
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Back in camp, everyone had settled in somewhat tensely while they waited for Fendros and Ahnasha to return. Given how long it had been, Meesei expected they would be there for a day or two longer. For now, she refrained from mentioning Harriet to Gallus, and would not likely mention her to anyone outside her pack unless it was strictly necessary. Lorag was quite obviously skulking around camp, but luckily, Gallus had not yet asked about his change in mood.
Meesei took her dinner uncooked and early, before heading into her tent alone, with a notably dreadful look on her face. She did not say anything aloud to anyone, but everyone in her pack by this point understood what she tended to do when she retreated off by herself to the edges of the camp. She did not like to talk about it, but that was when she usually tended to give herself more treatments to remove the particles of silver from her body. The more she removed, the weaker her potions needed to be, and the longer Sabine could make them last. However, each treatment still brought with it some rather intense pain. It put it in a state that she did not like others to see, though she never complained when Sabine decided to keep her company.
Alright, I shall start it in my next one.
The only other scene I could think of before the wedding itself would be convincing Fendros' mother to attend, if you think that would be difficult enough to warrant a scene. Otherwise we could go to camp for the scene with Meesei.
Ssarak Dyreackthanose
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Ssarak nodded to Keri. “Just try to think of all of this as strictly business. Despite the formal clothes, the food, the festivities, nothing about this place is meant for entertainment. Honestly, I would wager that everyone here views it the exact same way. From my understanding, every event is all politics to Djarkel nobility. I will stay close to you and keep alert for psychomancers while we speak to the nobles.”
As soon as Keri had mentioned Lyn, Ssarak had shifted his focus back to her. As such, he saw her start to make her way towards the balcony. Given that they had only arrived a short time ago, Ssarak did not even need to try to get into her mind to know that something must have caught her interest. It was unlikely that she would be so uncomfortable as to want to leave so quickly. Naturally, he felt the need to keep watch on her, but not physically. Instead, he focused his magic on her, and then tried to concentrate on any minds immediately around her.
”I shall also keep my mind on Lyn.” Ssarak reassured Keri before sending a telepathic message to Lyn. ”Is everything alright, Lyn?”
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Ssarak nodded to Keri. “Just try to think of all of this as strictly business. Despite the formal clothes, the food, the festivities, nothing about this place is meant for entertainment. Honestly, I would wager that everyone here views it the exact same way. From my understanding, every event is all politics to Djarkel nobility. I will stay close to you and keep alert for psychomancers while we speak to the nobles.”
As soon as Keri had mentioned Lyn, Ssarak had shifted his focus back to her. As such, he saw her start to make her way towards the balcony. Given that they had only arrived a short time ago, Ssarak did not even need to try to get into her mind to know that something must have caught her interest. It was unlikely that she would be so uncomfortable as to want to leave so quickly. Naturally, he felt the need to keep watch on her, but not physically. Instead, he focused his magic on her, and then tried to concentrate on any minds immediately around her.
”I shall also keep my mind on Lyn.” Ssarak reassured Keri before sending a telepathic message to Lyn. ”Is everything alright, Lyn?”
Also, I do have an idea for a scene with Meesei, and perhaps Sabine, when they return to camp. It can run concurrently with another.
When do you think we should move on to the next bit, whatever that might be?
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