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I had planned on having Meesei get lost anyway, but I didn't expect it to be on a timetable.

I suppose that is the point of it being an RP. It creates events that one person wouldn't have made alone.
I don't know. I never expected the entire thing to happen, truthfully. I had guessed Fendros wouldn't accept her advances.

Still, even if something like that happened, we would still be dealing with the business with Hircine and the other Daedra. Ahnasha would just be unable to do much in the way of fighting after a while. I suppose I should try and figure out if it is a good idea or not. At any rate, the story has taken a turn I did not expect.
It would be interesting, to say the least. I suppose it depends on how well the search goes.
I wonder what Fendros would do if they failed to find her in time, and his worst fear occurred?
While Fendros started on his breakfast, Ahnasha went through the process of putting on each of her pieces of jewelry, her bracers, and so on, until she was fully dressed. The smell of meat cooking over the fire was certainly an enticing one, but she still pulled a cut of raw ogre meat from the sack near the fire and sat down near the others. She was about to start poking fun at Lorag when she heard Janius mention that Meesei had not yet returned to camp. This caught her attention, but she was not yet worried. After all, what Janius said was true, she did occasionally go on errands in the morning. As long as she was able to speak to her within a few hours, she was confident she would have nothing to worry about.

"Well, I would like to speak to her as soon as possible...as you can imagine. I'm sure she'll be back soon, though." She commented before taking her first bite of her breakfast. "So, what did you all end up doing last night? Did Lorag perform any more plays, or do you even remember any of it?"
By the grace of Hircine, Meesei was able to locate traces of her footsteps along the edge of the water, even with her own stench overpowering her nose. At first, she had assumed that she passed out and floated downstream, but her tracks were actually coming from downstream, which meant she had actually walked upstream. She had no idea why she would do that, but at least she had a direction to follow. Walking through the forest smelling like a carcass was not a particularly pleasant experience, but she had little choice in the matter at the moment.
Indeed. Ahnasha would definitely want to find Meesei as soon as possible, and I think Fendros would agree.
This could get interesting.
Ahnasha went to gather up her clothes at the same time as Fendros did, but unlike him, she had to pick up her necklaces, bracelets, leather straps, fur pelts, bracers, and an assortment of other jewelry as well. She put on her loincloth and the leather straps and pelt that covered her chest, but just held the assortment of other items in her arms. She would deal with putting the rest on back at camp. "Agreed, some breakfast too. I wonder what the others got up to while we were gone? Just be ready to come up with some witty responses for what Lorag has to say, because he will say something.

Ahnasha walked over beside him and nudged him with her elbow. "If he gives you a hard time, just tell him I said you are better at it than he is." She said with a chuckle.
Meesei swam to shore, but just as she was climbing out of the water, she felt a sharp, intense pain coming from her tail. She jolted out of the water and fell on her back out of surprise. She quickly whipped her tail around in front of her only to see a young slaughterfish latched on to the end of it. Flicking her tail, she sent the creature flying. After it landed on the ground a few feet away, Meesei charged a lighting bolt in her hand and struck the little monster with it, more out of anger than anything else. Her tail was bleeding, but she was not seriously hurt, so she stood up and looked around to see if she knew where she was. Unfortunately, there was nothing in the area that she came even close to recognizing. This troubled her a good deal, as she had explored quite a large area around the camp, so that meant she had wandered far from their camp. She was at least by the river, so she reasoned she had probably followed it for quite a while for some strange reason. The question was, had she followed it upstream, or downstream?

Meesei sniffed the air a few times to see if she could pick up on the trail of her own scent, but it was at that point she recognized something that she had been too distracted to notice before. There was a rather foul, strange odor in the air, like a rotting corpse mixed with honey. She spent a few moments trying to find the source only to realize that it was herself. She smelled absolutely terrible, and evidently, the water had not washed it off. The scent overpowered her sense of smell, so it was difficult for her to track her own path.

"Great." Meesei mumbled, rubbing her head as she tried to think about what to do next.
Ahnasha had not expected Runt to show up, although she had not been nearly as startled by her as Fendros, since she saw her approach. She nodded and smiled to her in thanks for her cure, then turned her attention back to Fendros. The Dunmer seemed to be stressed by the situation, which was understandable, but she couldn't help but to wonder if she should feel offended or not. His biggest problem seemed to be the fact that she was Khajiit.

"Only if she has the ingredients to spare. Go ahead and drink up; it tastes terrible, but the effect is definitely worth it." Ahnasha said before quickly drinking her vial. "And I wouldn't be so suspicious about the possibility of a hybrid child. One's race in inherited from their mother, if you were unaware. My father actually was not Khajiit, he was a Bosmer. Like I said though, I will speak to Meesei about it. You shouldn't have to worry about having cubs of your own anytime soon."

Ahnasha moved to sit next to Fendros, then put a hand on his shoulder and looked at him sympathetically. "Come on, cheer up. Remember yesterday when we had that game of tag? I explained how no one out here is going to judge you for it? Well, that applies to drunken mating just as much as it does to children's games. Lorag will probably make jokes about it for a while, but no one is really going to care. Besides, its not like they haven't had encounters like this before. Not always drunk, but still, same thing. Well, other than Runt; she's too young."
I rather like the idea of investigations, especially if it requires something a bit more cerebral. And with it headed by Satori, Ssarak would probably take interest.
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