EliteCommander

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Meesei kept her arms tightly around Sabine. She finally noticed Do'rhajul, but she did not feel like she even the energy to get up and threaten him, as would have been her natural reaction. She just wanted to be with her daughter right then and there. She did have many questions as well, but was content to simply continue sitting beside her on the floor in front of her alchemy station, comforting her.

Do'rhajul still felt it was wise for him to stay quiet, but Yerig saw the state that Sabine was in and did want to help her get through the more painful memories. He just had to be careful not to step over any bounds that the pack might have for him. "When I brought the book to Rhajul, it was out in the open, in front of Arinette and all the others. I think it was a good enough distraction that Sabine was able to escape her binds and grab the staff. Once she had that, well, the rest of the team combined wasn't enough to stop her. Do'rhajul did try to help Sabine deal with them, but she disabled them all pretty quick, I'm told. Arinette nearly shocked me to death before Sabine escaped, but Sabine healed me after it was over. Saved my life."

Ahnasha cautiously stepped somewhat closer to Do'rhajul, still eyeing him suspiciously. Even though he was apparently unarmed, she still had her hand hovering over her dagger. "So you just...trust him now?" Ahnasha asked. "Even after everything he did?"

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

"No, Sabine, it is not...you could not have done anything." Meesei replied. "Ahnasha explained everything. It was bad luck, they wandered too close. I...I should have been faster to save you. I should have sprinted ahead of the others; I could have got there sooner. I did not want to separate from the main force, but...I could have done more. I know I could have done more. It was my fault, not yours. I am sorry, Sabine. Just...please do not blame yourself." Of course, regardless of Meesei's words, it was doubtful that she, or anyone else would have been able to get to Sabine before Arinette captured her.

Meesei had hardly even noticed their former enemy General sitting in the corner of the room when she ran into the room, so of course, she did not notice Sabine's staff either until Janius called attention to it. "You have...the Staff of Magnus?" Meesei questioned, seemingly bewildered. Although, after some thought, it would of course make sense that Sabine would have claimed their more valuable items after capturing most of Arinette's team.

The others stepped into the room more calmly, one after another. Although, there was not a single member of the pack who was not at least suspicious of Do'rhajul, and to a lesser extent, Yerig. Kaleeth stood in the doorway, looking warily at Yerig. On the one hand, he had been the one to attack Janius, but he had also been responsible for saving her own life. She lifted up the faceplate of her own helmet and gave a worried look to Janius just in front of her.

Star Wars - Lawless Galaxy

Paradise

Sirka had returned her attention to her own drink quickly, and was somewhat surprised that the Weequay was so...outgoing. Sirka had certainly not meant to engage him in some long, drawn-out conversation, and had not expected someone in a place like this to be so eager to do the same. She supposed he might have been a bit out of place, or something like that.

Sirka could not help but to give the Weequay, Zirex, a suspicious eye when he offered her a drink. Normally, it was Delni that was being offered the free drinks in bars from strangers. In fact, the role reversal was enough to prompt a chuckle from her. Sirka briefly turned her head over towards her sister beside her. "This what it's usually like for you, sis?"

"Huh?" Delni replied. She had been caught up in her own thoughts and had not been paying attention to either Sirka or the Weequay, so she did not know what Sirka was actually talking about.

"Ah, nothing." Sirka said with a shrug, deciding that it would be too much effort to explain to Delni. Sirka turned her head back towards the Weequay, then down to her own, half-full drink. After just a moment of thought, she craned back her head and downed the rest of her own drink in a single go. She put down her glass in front of the Weequay and gave him a nod. "Sure, fill it up."

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Thusfar, Sabine had not told Do'rhajul or Yerig to begin speaking to anyone else, but given the state that Sabine currently seemed to be in, it was doubtful that she was going to be giving Fendros any kind of response as soon as either of them would like. The two of them exchanged glances across the room, and Yerig stood up from where he was sitting. Between the two of them, Yerig was the much better choice to speak to anyone in the clan.

"You convinced us." Yerig replied. Since Sabine had told him that her pack's original mission had been to convince him, and anyone else in their team, to turn on Vile, Yerig figured that it would be a good place to start to calm him down. "I read almost all of that book you gave me. Showed it to Rhajul, and he recognized the handwriting. I'd like to be able to say that we rescued Sabine, but she freed herself, and we decided to help."

Meesei, meanwhile, was no more composed than Sabine. All of her worry and fear that had been building up within her since Sabine's capture was now suddenly erased. Meesei certainly had plenty of questions to ask, but none of them were on her mind for as long as she held onto Sabine. "I've never been...so worried, Sabine. I have hardly even been able to think, or sleep. We searched everywhere we could, then I heard you returned and...left again. I was so confused, but...you are here now. I am so sorry, Sabine. I should have protected you."

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

The wait through the afternoon seemed even longer than it was for Do'rhajul and Yerig. There was little with which they could occupy themselves. The Thu'um not withstanding, neither were magically or alchemically inclined, and doing anything at all among the rest of the clan was simply out of the question for the moment. The pair spent much of their time simply talking to one another. At first, it was about their impressions of the clan, but their conversations soon moved to reminiscing on their past. They referenced events that would make no sense to Sabine without knowledge of their history, but it was clear that they had once been very close friends. Yerig had helped Do'rhajul recover and gain back some confidence after being inflicted with lycanthropy but they lost contact with one another after Do'rhajul joined with Vile. It was only recently that Do'rhajul sought Yerig out for his help.

Eventually, Yerig ended up meditating in his corner of the room, and Do'rhajul similarly ended up, at minimum, thinking quietly to himself. They could hear footsteps approaching from down the hall, but as it was getting late, others who also lived in the hall had been going to their rooms occasionally for the last hour or so. However, this time, the steps started to draw closer to their room quite quickly.

Suddenly, the door opened without so much as a knock or a word from the person opening it. It was Meesei. For a brief moment, she ended up standing in the doorway, staring at Sabine almost in shock. She was short of breath after having sprinted up the stairs towards their chambers, but that did not stop her from running across the room to embrace Sabine. She may not have even noticed Do'rhajul and Yerig, and if she had, she clearly did not care about them more than she did finally reuniting with Sabine.

Meesei practically fell onto Sabine with her hug, squeezing her more tightly than she perhaps ever had before. "Sabine..." Meesei began, but any attempt at words was already too choked-up from Meesei's sobbing to be intelligible. At least for a while, until she managed to speak a few more short words. "You're okay. Y-you're...okay." Meesei's hands were shaking, and her hearth pounding. She could hardly even remember to breathe. Despite all of the horrors that had been playing out in her mind since Sabine's capture, she could now feel the immense relief of being able to hold her daughter in her arms.

The others in the pack were just behind Meesei, but she had been the quickest to sprint up to her room after they had learned she had returned.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Meesei, at the current point, is relentless at trying to find Sabine, and now confused at the fact that she arrived in the Daggerfall clan and left just as quickly. She could go to the Daggerfall clan, it would lead to Ri'vashi being very angry if she brings Do'rhajul. The pack is not in the Daggerfall clan itself at the moment.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

If you want to do any sort of skip, the pack would return later that night, after having been searching in High Rock for Sabine.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

There was yet more silence from Ri'vashi. For what seemed like an eternity, the only sounds were their breathing, and the faint sounds of Dwemer mechanisms which could always be heard in the city. She maintained her intense gaze at Do'rhajul, so it was difficult to tell how she had taken Sabine's impassioned argument. The only hints that her body language gave was that the internal debate within her thoughts was every bit as intense. "Justice is not monstrous. Crimes must have their punishments."

Ri'vashi took in a deep breath, and with her eyes closed, she finally lowered her sword entirely. "But Ri'vashi is not going to raise her blade against you, Sabine. Not even for this. When we collect the Champion and the rest of the council together, we will all discuss this. Just make sure he is watched at all times, and under no circumstances should he leave the city. You, murderer, give Ri'vashi your weapon." She demanded.

Since Sabine had already offered for him and Yerig to disarm, Do'rhajul did not hesitate in removing his scabbard from his belt and handing it over to Ri'vashi. Yerig also took the sword off of his back to give to her, though it was seemingly an afterthought for her to take his blade. It was clearly not Yerig that held all of Ri'vashi's ire. At the very least, it did not seem that there would be too much resistance in accepting his help. Ri'vashi would undoubtedly be the source of most of their opposition.

"Now, the axe...we have it now. We have the Rueful axe. That is the last piece. Based on all the reports from the other clans, that is the last item we need to carry out our plan. Once it is prepared. Ri'vashi supposes that Darahil should examine it. We also need to know what happened to you, how this...confusing mess transpired. Would you rather wait until your pack returns, to tell all of us at once?" Ri'vashi asked.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

"Your pack is in High Rock, looking for you, Sabine. A messenger came through the propylon chamber this morning and told us of your arrival there. Your pack went to investigate. They might still be there, but knowing the...mood that Meesei is in right now, Ri'vashi does not think that she is going to stop looking until she sees you with her own eyes. Your pack will likely end up back here tonight." Ri'vashi explained. However, despite becoming less outwardly aggressive, she was not taking her eyes off of Do'rhajul.

The tone with which Ri'vashi continued started to show less in the way of rage, and almost started to sound pleading. "But, Sabine...you have to reconsider your demands. You want Ri'vashi to just ignore this murderer. He is responsible for killing Ri'vashi's family, her friends, everyone she cared about for most of her life. He destroyed her father's entire legacy. How can you ask this of Ri'vashi?"

Do'rhajul remained completely silent, but his head lowered as Ri'vashi revealed more about herself, and the reason for her anger. His expression showed a similar sort of depression that he had been displaying any time he was left alone with his thoughts for too long. Seeing the face of someone he had harmed directly made the weight of his guilt heavier on his shoulders.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Ri'vashi had not paid close attention to the axe until Sabine called attention to it. She cast her eyes to the weapon curiously for a few moments before she recognized it for herself and, for quite a few seconds, was left speechless at the realization that the axe was actually in her possession. "That's...the Rueful Axe? How? Ri'vashi did not think the enemy had the axe; the Champion said that we would likely have to deal with a dragon to claim it. We were going to bring a veritable legion of our warriors, gather ships, siege equipment...how did you claim it by yourself?"

For a few seconds, Ri'vashi was distracted by her astonishment, but allowing her eyes to focus back on Do'rhajul was all it took to bring her attention back to him. "But...no, that's not what is important. Even if that monster saved you, he is too dangerous! It might be a ruse, he might be using you! He cannot be allowed to walk around our home freely, and armed at that. We need to detain and interrogate him right away!"