EliteCommander

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

I would have made a custom race had the Esyire not already been perfect. Well, almost.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

I'm wondering if I should respond before lucius.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Meesei stepped out from the alleyway, wiping the blood from her claws. It had been over quick, but not quick enough. The Altmer had evidently not decided to investigate the source of the noise. Perhaps the thought drunken brawls were common in the slums, which they likely were. Nevertheless, he had escaped her sight. She searched the area and could find his scent, but in a city, scents became so mixed and diluted that it was difficult to track them for long, especially considering that lycans had been in the city for some time. Meesei spread her search for the Altmer outward, but every moment that passed reduced the chances of finding him. Vos might not have been the largest city in Tamriel, but it was large enough that she couldn't simply guess where he was going. Meesei could only hope the others were having more luck than herself.

Ahnasha had confirmed that the Cathay was definitely lost. At first he had been somewhat subtle in his movements, but now he was just leaning around every corner, into every alleyway. Unlike most Khajiit, the Cathay-raht, were not known for their agility or subtlety, and they were prohibitively large for anything other than a direct approach. She almost wanted to give up on the Khajiit until he finally decided to walk down one of the alleyways he approached. Curious, Ahnasha ran over and peered around the corner in complete silence, due to the effects of her muffle spell. She could not see clearly around the Cathay's large body, but he was just starting to talk to someone who appeared to be wearing old, torn clothes that were practically rags. A strange sight in the wealthy district. Interesting. She thought.

Elder Scrolls: Terror of the Padomaic

Sharee spoke to the Argonians and the mage, who conveniently was also Argonian, who volunteered to help with preparations. She could not offer to pay them immediately, but promised them a slightly higher share of the profits for their assistance. It was not much more, as their task would not be especially dangerous, but it was enough to convince them to bother with it. After explaining the task to them, she sent them away. Some of the crew stuck around for a while conversing amongst themselves, but they all left one by one to retire for the night. Sharee sent Allaina back to the city and informed her that she would not be returning for the night. Instead, she remained outside, shared a bottle of wine with Sarel, and readily lived up to her offer.

The next day, Sharee went straight to work on her preparations. Based on the number of fighters she had in her crew, there were some items she would need to purchase for her plan to work. Mostly, she went to apothecaries, general stores, thieves guild contacts, and anyone else who sold ingredients for the potions she needed to make. Overall, she ended up spending pretty much all the coin she had left, so she was going to make sure that this attack was going to work. The rest of the day she spent in her room at the inn with a veritable assembly line of potion brewing. Allaina was beginning to show her usefulness, as Sharee was able to teach her how to set up the potions, so Sharee could quickly and easily perform the more difficult, final steps to finish them off. The only time Allaina left the room during the day was to go out to where Sarel was making camp to bring him some food and fresh water, so that he wouldn't starve, or risk exposing himself to the guard.

Sharee stayed in her room and drank for most of the next day until late evening, when she met outside of the city with the group of Argonians she spoke to after the meeting. Despite being intoxicated, Sharee guided them out of sight underwater along the bottom, pushing through the thick layer of kelp until they were directly underneath one of the East Empire vessels in the harbor. They swam up to its anchor, then had the mage cast feather over the heavy weight while the rest of them picked it up and moved it to the side. They drug it underneath the dock and wrapped its rope around a few of the pillars supporting it. When the crew attempted to draw up the anchor, it would get caught on the pillars and they would be unable to raise it. When they captured the East Empire frigate and started to leave the harbor, the other military vessels would certainly attempt to give chase. They would be able to cut the ropes to free themselves of the anchors, but hopefully it would provide enough of a delay for them to escape. Sharee and the others repeated the process for every military vessel in the harbor, except for the frigate they intended to capture.

Before the sun had even rose over the horizon, Sharee was in position and waiting at the meeting spot. She, Allaina, and Sarel were already there, and others were beginning to arrive. Due to her work in the harbor the previous night, she had not been able to get too much sleep. She was operating on stamina potions and had a slight hangover, but adrenaline would push those worries aside once the attack began. She would probably end up going straight to her bed after it was all over, but at that point, she would be going sleep a captain, a thought that caused a grin to come over her face as she looked out over the harbor.

Elder Scrolls: Terror of the Padomaic

In the interest of time, I will have my next post skip to right before the attack.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Before splitting up, Meesei gave one of the two enchanted bone necklaces to Lorag, though she doubted they would need to use them yet. As she was walking through the street, she pulled the necklace from her satchel and grasped it tightly in her hand to test it. The enchantment she placed on it bound it to the other necklace, allowing them to be used to locate one another. When concentrating, the enchantment would give her a strong sense of which direction to go to find the other necklace. As long as Lorag had his necklace, she could be guaranteed she would be able to find him. That would not help her locate the others, but since the rival pack would need to meet back together again before leaving the city, she was fairly certain they would be able to reunite with ease.

Ahnasha found herself in the city's wealthy district, tracking the Cathay-raht Khajiit she had saw earlier. It was fortunate that she was the one to locate this particular lycan, as he would have an even stronger sense of smell than most others. Her illusion magic allowed her to mask her scent, though she relied on more traditional methods of concealment to remain hidden, in order to avoid magically exhausting herself. She was not quite sure where this Khajiit was going, and by the looks of him, neither did he. By the way he was acting, it seemed as if he either did not know what he was looking for, or he knew, but did not know where exactly it was.

Meanwhile, Meesei managed to spot the Altmer Ahnasha had described. Just as Ahnasha, she too was able to use illusion to suppress her scent, so she did not need to worry about wind direction or using crowds to her advantage, which was fortunate, as the Altmer led her straight back into the city slums. She remained out of sight, using invisibility when necessary, or visual cover. She was able to avoid detectrion from the Altmer, but unfotunately, there were others who took notice of her. As she was waiting around a corner from the Altmer listening to him to make a move, three Dunmer men approached her from the other side. They smelled of sujamma and matze and walked together with looks of anger and disgust on their face.

"What's this lizard doin' in our part of town?" One of the men said, his voice slurred. He stopped in front of her, with the other two moving to surround her.

"More like what's this lizard doin' in our town at all. You're a long way from your swamp, tree-licker. Why don't you just head on back?" Another added.

"No, no, I think she should stay right here." The last one commented, lifting his shirt over his belt to reveal the iror dagger he had hidden underneath. "There's a lot we can do with our own lizard."

Meesei maintained a perfectly calm composure, but anger was growing within her, not because of the ignorant comments of a group of drunken fools, but because they were keeping her from her target. Right now, the Altmer was either getting away from her, or being attracted to the commotion. Either option would not be good. She needed to settle this, quickly. "I will warn you that you are making a mistake. Just. Walk. Away." Meesei said, her tone forceful.

The drunken group laughed, while the Dunmer to her right drew his dagger before turning his expression to a glare and waving the weapon slowly in front of her threateningly. "Oh, the lizard thinks its tough? Make us."

Meesei sighed, shaking her head slightly. "Very well."

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

WitchChild said
There done. Really did not know who else to approach.Also, anyone want to establish some previous encounters with Haklo the last months?

Given that they are both Psychomancers, Haklo and Ssarak likely would know one another.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Hmm, I had originally intended for them all to track the rival pack through the city, then break off to meet back at camp, but we could say Lorag got lucky enough to witness a meeting while they were separated. That would eliminate the need to split up, as the rival pack would all be traveling together to their destination, and we could shadow them.

Also, I don't think I'll be able to respond right now. I need to go to bed. Goodnight.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

We can timeskip soon, if you like.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Meesei crossed her arms, obviously deep in thought, though she did not seem surprised. She would have liked to see this apothecary herself, but she would need to take Janius' word on their resemblance. Meesei had a hard enough time distinguishing the facial features of non-Argonians to identify them visually; so she did not expect to be able to tell the subtle differences between any two humans. "I had suspected there was more to it than Sabine was suggesting. It troubles me that she would not be honest with her alpha, and I intend to confront her about it, but we should not worry about it right now. When we return to camp to collect Sabine, I want no one to mention this, not until after we deal with the Orc. We cannot afford any distractions on this hunt. Afterwards, however, I intend to have a talk with her. I would like you to be present, Janius, as you were the one who met her."