EliteCommander

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

I'll respond in a bit, after I am done with this thing for class.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

To Ahnasha, it seemed like Fendros was saying everything she was thinking. This had been something she had been thinking about on many occasions over the past month, but even she had not been sure about it. At first, she thought that perhaps she was just gaining feelings for them purely because of the fact that he was the father of her future cub. Perhaps it just seemed natural that she would be in a mated pair with him, given the circumstances. As they spent more time together, however, that idea started to fade. She found herself genuinely wanting to spend time with him over the others at many times, though she did not quite know why. She could not tell what it was that was so spectacular about him, but there was...something. That, she could not deny.

Ahnasha almost decided to give him a kiss, but given the...nausea she had experienced only a few moments ago, she settled for an enthusiastic hug instead. "Who would have thought?" She commented, still keeping him in her embrace. "For my entire life, I never intended to become the mate of anyone, not in any kind of more permanent bonded pair...but I guess we're all wrong about some things. I may not know what's going to happen with all of this, but I'll be glad to have you at my side."

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

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Elder Scrolls: Terror of the Padomaic

Over the next few hours, more and more people trickled in, growing the relatively small group into a genuine crowd. Kilith had certainly done his job. Sharee stopped bothering to introduce herself to every new arrival and instead just let them figure it out for themselves. It was quite a diverse bunch of people, consisting of all races, shapes, and sizes. There were the standard rogues with daggers, shortswords, or bows, much like Sharee. There were even a few in mage robes and some bigger, armored guys like Alvar. Some weren't armed at all and appeared to just be sailors who may or may not have any actual combat ability. It didn't matter; as long as they had enough fighters, the rest would be useful for keeping the ship operational.

As nighfall came nearer, Sharee decided it was time to officially start the meeting. No one new had showed up for almost half an hour, and she could see that Sarel had returned, so there was no more reason to delay. She climbed up on a rock large enough to put her above everyone else. It wasn't as if they were tightly packed enough that no one could see otherwise, but it called attention to her.

"Alright, shut up everyone, it's time to get this thing started. Now, before I get into the details, I want to give the basics of what each of you are getting into. What we are going to do is going to be illegal, it is going to be dangerous. The guards will try to kill you, and if they identify you, they will put a bounty on your head large enough that you'll never return to the city. But, as I'm sure you can imagine, the hazard pay for this will be...significant. Imagine a larger score than you've probably ever gotten, with double the average cut. If this does not appeal to you, if you don't want to get involved in this, then you are free to leave now. I won't do anything to you. I won't hunt you, I won't harm you, it will be the end of our business together. This will be the one and only chance to leave, because once you hear the details, there will be no backing out." She said, her tone at the end harsh and severe. She looked out across the crowd with an expression which showed that her words were, indeed, a threat.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Or type a post for Alaira to remain independent.

Elder Scrolls: Terror of the Padomaic

Alright, I think I'll write up the timeskip to the meeting. I think we have seven people, so I don't think I need to reopen the interest check.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

"Hmm, I don't think I've ever met a Khajiit whose name wasn't in Ta'agra before. Other Khajiit could find that strange. Eh, I don't think I'm in a place to criticize, though, since I haven't thought of anything myself. She does sound like someone I would want my cub to be, though. Strong, independent. Of course, a child raised in this pack would probably end up being tougher than either of us. Living off the land, being trained to hunt from an early age. I mean, it's going to have Lorag for an uncle. If that doesn't build strength, I don't know what will." Ahnasha said, letting out a light chuckle. She leaned back further against the tree and closed her eyes for a moment, letting her head rest lightly on Fendros' shoulder.

A few moments passed as a thought that concerned Ahnasha crept into her mind. She hadn't wanted to bring it up before, but it had been nagging at her mind. "There is...one thing I was thinking about. I've just been...afraid about something. I mean, I know you are a caring person. You've stuck by me through all of this, you've lent all of your support to me. It's just...or cub, our child, will be Khajiit. He or she could look like me, or it could look much different from either of us. It could grow to be no bigger than a housecat, or half the size of a giant. For a Khajiit, that is normal. It's nothing that I would not expect. But that isn't true for Dunmer, or any other race really. I doubt you ever planned on anything like that. Do you believe you will be able to love our child just the same, even if that happens?" She asked, her eyes fixated on his with a soft and worried expression.

Elder Scrolls: Terror of the Padomaic

It would be a cold day in the Deadlands before Sharee would call anyone a "friend." If they work hard at it, though, they might be able to earn the status of "useful acquaintance."

Also, I intend on timeskipping the few hours to the meeting once New Yorker has Sarel go and get his stuff.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Rtron said
It's Psychomancy. If not now, Ssarak can probably change it to do that to everyone. Double check with Lucius though.

I was more joking with that one than anything.

Elder Scrolls: Terror of the Padomaic

I think I'll let New Yorker finish his post first, then respond to you, Nytefall