EliteCommander

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Hmm, I'm curious as to what the teachers or staff would say to Ssarak about this. I'm not sure who witnessed it, other than Alaira.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Ahnasha smiled, throwing her arm over his shoulders as well as she let out a chuckle. "Thank you, I'll make sure to hold you to that one, count on it. Also, do me a favor and keep me away from alcohol; that would be bad for our child. Right now, I wouldn't even consider drinking, but after Meesei told me what to expect after a few months...well, let's just say I'll probably be wanting a drink to help deal with it all." She said. She was still holding her arm around his shoulder, as she was reluctant to let go of him.

Meanwhile, Meesei was finishing up skinning the headless Altmer. She separated the skin from the body and laid it over a rock to dry, then dragged the corpse over to a mostly empty sack near the fire so she could start to cutting the meat. "Do not worry Ahnasha, I'm going to make sure no harm comes to your child. If it means I have to tie you up in the back of a cave and force you to make the right choices, then that is what I will do." She said with a laugh, something that was directly opposed to the macabre act she was performing in cutting up the Altmer corpse.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Sorry if my posts are a bit short. I'm having to multitask with posting in another rp.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

"Ah, don't worry about it. I am Khajiit, remember? Moon sugar only appears naturally in Elsweyr, and it is deeply intertwined in our culture. You would be hard pressed to find a Khajiit in the homeland who does not eat moon sugar, even when with child. It's probably one of the reasons we have such strong resistances to it. Moon sugar does not effect us in the same way it does other races. Any of you all could potentially get addicted to it, but I do not have to worry about that near as much. Skooma on the other hand..that's just poison. I'm glad you gave it up when you did, because you probably would have taken over your life had you not." She said, sitting back up.

Ahnasha placed a hand on his shoulder and stared him in the eyes. "Seriously, never go near that stuff, or my moon sugar. If you're going to be a father, you'll need to be at your best."

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Ahnasha chuckled. "Indeed, this is the first think I have eaten in months that isn't meat. It's not so much the sweetroll as it is the moon sugar, though. There is a very good reason my people are so fond of it. And no, you cannot have any. That would probably be a very bad idea." She said, quickly finishing off the rest of the confection. She laid down on her back and took in a deep breath and closed her eyes, enjoying the sensations it gave her. "I really do wish you could experience this, but, like I said, bad idea. You might get addicted or something."

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Cloaks were not particularly complicated garments to create, so it did not take long for each of them to create one for themselves. They did not need them for the moment, so most of the group stored them safely away with the rest of their belongings. Janius and Fendros were by the fire talking about the hunt, Sabine was organizing the alchemical ingredients they had collected, while Meesei and Lorag began preparing the bodies. They stripped them of their clothes, then laid them side by side, ready to be skinned. Lorag started on the Dunmer male, while Meesei conjured a bound dagger and began work skinning the headless Altmer.

"I would suggest feeling a healthy amount of fear." Meesei commented. "The hunters will not be trivial foes, and you must approach the situation appropriately. Just remember that you will not be fighting alone. We will all be there to support each other. Let others make up for your weaknesses while using your strengths to help everyone else."

Ahnasha took a seat next to Fendros by the campfire, holding a sweetroll with moon sugar sprinkled on top. It was one of the miscellaneous items she had brought back with her, and unfortunately, it was the only one she had found. She took a bite, then closed her eyes as a euphoric sensation came over her. Being Khajiit, she had a natural resistance to the substance, so its effects weren't nearly as potent on her. Still, it was a sensation she found pleasurable. She hoped Fendros did not give her too much trouble over it, given that she was with child. Unlike alcohol, eating moon sugar would not be harmful to a Khajiit child, but she didn't know if Fendros knew that.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

The trip back was slower than their dash to the northeast, but it was at least an uneventful walk. Meesei was keeping a close eye on her surroundings and spotted a few creatures tailing them, following the scent of the fresh meat they were carrying. Fortunately, their group was large enough that most predators would not even attempt to attack them, and the scavengers lost interest. Since it was taking a while to get back, and they would need to finish their cloaks before moving, they probably would not be able to head out before the next day. Regardless, what they had recovered from the smugglers' camp made the delay worthwhile.

Lorag glanced back at Fendros when he asked how he dealt with cannibalism. He wasn't really sure what to say, as consoling others was not exactly a strongsuit of his, but he couldn't really ignore the question either. "I didn't get much of a choice the first time. I was alone when I first turned; didn't have any experts to teach me like you do. When I transformed, my beast killed and ate whoever and whatever it wanted. If you're askin' about the first time I did it in my normal form, I guess that was a bit harder. It probably helped that I didn't have any other options. I wasn't good at all that hunting stuff when I first turned. I was a soldier, not a hunter. I had to take what I could get. I guess there's one thing I can say that might help, and that's this: why? You have a problem eating people, you think it's wrong. Why? Thinkin' about that helped me a lot."

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

You still alive, Free? You went silent on xbox.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Ssarak did not remember how to get back to his room without the gargoyle's help. He took a wrong turn at some point and managed to get lost wandering through the halls. As he searched for another gargoyle to speak to, he ended up stepping through a door leading outside, near the entrance to the college. This was at least some relief, as it meant he now knew where to go to find another gargoyle. Just as he was about to take another step, someone rounded a corner in front of him and nearly ran into him. He recognized her immediately, as he did not have to look down nearly as far as he was used to for her kind. It was the tall, rude, forest elf he had met the previous day, Alaira. She seemed just as startled as he was, though he was equally as confused as to why she was unable to hear him coming.

"My apologies, though I would not say I was being particularly silent." He responded, lifting up his rather hefty axe and resting it on his shoulder. "To do such is a difficult task while carrying this weapon."

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

I can't remember if Ssarak knows Alaira's name. I think I'll just assume yes.