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Hey fallen, I sent you message, in case you haven't seen it. Just want to make sure I did it properly first.
Ssarak Dyreackthanose
"Annabeth believes we should bring gifts to Mar and Althalus for their coming child." Ssarak said, turning his head towards Annabeth with a slight grin. "I suspect she is suicidal." He teased. He took a moment to look at the pillow he was holding, which seemed small in his rather large hand. Perhaps, at the very least, Mar would appreciate the utility of the items. He did not know if the hybrid of a Human and a Naga would be cold-blooded, but an item such as a blanket would be especially useful if that were the case. Without knowing what kind of a form the child would have, it would be difficult pick clothing for it beforehand, if it was even going to end up wearing them to begin with. Mar did not prefer to wear clothing, so Ssarak was not sure if she would pass that onto her hybrid child. There were many questions he had no way of knowing the answer to. For all he knew, all of the items Annabeth selected could end up being useless; the child could have fully formed teeth with no need of having something to chew on and end up sleeping on a rock.
"Annabeth believes we should bring gifts to Mar and Althalus for their coming child." Ssarak said, turning his head towards Annabeth with a slight grin. "I suspect she is suicidal." He teased. He took a moment to look at the pillow he was holding, which seemed small in his rather large hand. Perhaps, at the very least, Mar would appreciate the utility of the items. He did not know if the hybrid of a Human and a Naga would be cold-blooded, but an item such as a blanket would be especially useful if that were the case. Without knowing what kind of a form the child would have, it would be difficult pick clothing for it beforehand, if it was even going to end up wearing them to begin with. Mar did not prefer to wear clothing, so Ssarak was not sure if she would pass that onto her hybrid child. There were many questions he had no way of knowing the answer to. For all he knew, all of the items Annabeth selected could end up being useless; the child could have fully formed teeth with no need of having something to chew on and end up sleeping on a rock.
"Well, I guess you'll end up the cook, then. Just keep in mind that you'll basically be responsible for morale. There's nothing a sailor appreciates more than a good meal. Well...almost nothing." Sharee said with a chuckle as Tagorn approached. The Bosmer seemed curious as to her plan of attack, which was a reasonable question, she supposed.
"I'll give the full details once everyone is here; I don't really feel like repeating myself a hundred times. I'll just say that, as much as I'd like to keep it quiet, I don't think most of this crew is cut out for a silent operation, so we'll do the next best thing. We'll strike quick and get out of the harbor before the guard has time to organize an effective response. I've been making some preparations over the past few days that should make it a bit easier on us. Just follow my lead and we'll be out as sea in no time." Sharee answered.
"I'll give the full details once everyone is here; I don't really feel like repeating myself a hundred times. I'll just say that, as much as I'd like to keep it quiet, I don't think most of this crew is cut out for a silent operation, so we'll do the next best thing. We'll strike quick and get out of the harbor before the guard has time to organize an effective response. I've been making some preparations over the past few days that should make it a bit easier on us. Just follow my lead and we'll be out as sea in no time." Sharee answered.
The group kept up a steady pace until Meesei's necklace indicated they were growing close enough to Lorag to warrant slowing down. They moved cautiously and quietly until they spotted Lorag, then fell in behind him to follow his lead. He pointed out the faint silhouettes of the other pack in the distance, which allowed Meesei to take over the lead. It was easy enough to keep up, as the rival pack was moving cautiously...or at least they thought they were.
The rival pack had been following the map given to them by their contact, but when they reached the final location it pointed them to, they located the hunters in a way they never would have wanted. The other pack was between two hills when the ambush started. Without warning, blindingly bright balls of magelight emerged from the forest and landed near them, completely obscuring their view of their attackers. Lycans were able to see more easily in the dark than other mortals, with the exception of Khajiit, who they were on par with, but that meant that they were also more susceptible to drastic changes in light levels. Before the lycans could even move, the hunters ignited two walls of flame erupted ahead of and behind them, which were thick enough to prevent escape. The only ways for them to move now were up the hills on either side, towards the hunters. Then, came the arrows.
Meesei and the rest of her pack were laying on the ground, peering over a nearby hill out of sight. A wall of flames blocked their view somewhat, but they could see well enough to know what was going on. Meesei could hear the distinctive sound of crossbows emanate from the forest on both sides of the rival pack. A barrage of bolts came down on the pack, who had only recovered and were preparing to fight back. The Redguard was killed almost immediately by a bolt through his chest, which Meesei could only assume was made of silver. Others were struck in non lethal areas, but they were just as debilitated. Meesei could make out the faint outlines of ropes attached to the bolts, which were tied to trees on either side. If the lycans tried to move, especially if they had been hit from both sides, it would rip out the bolt, causing further damage. They would be forced to cut the ropes, which would serve a brief, but deadly distraction. The werewolf hunters were intelligent and calculating in their prioritization of targets. The lycans with ranged weapons and spells were targeted first, even if they were too blinded to shoot back accurately, while the hunters with destruction magic fired spells of flame and frost at the lycans with armor too thick to penetrate with bolts, such as the Cathay-raht.
The attack happened quickly, but even so, the Altmer leader managed to reorient himself and charge up one of the hills, shouting for the others to follow while using his shield to block bolts, arrows, and spells. Just as it seemed he might reach the top, a loud crashing sound rang out and a line of logs came tumbling down the hill ahead of him. He tried to move out of the way, but unfortunately was unsuccessful. He was tripped up by the first log, then crushed and sent rolling down the hill by the following ones. He and a few other of the surviving lycans began their transformations as a last-ditch effort to survive, but their fate seemed grim. Meesei could see the faint outlines of hunters emerging from the forest to finish off their weakened foes while they were vulnerable.
Ahnasha could hardly stand the sight of the slaughter before her. Even if the other pack were rivals, they were not enemies. They were all competing towards the same goal, for the same master, so she couldn't bear just to let them die. "Meesei, we need to do something. We can't just let them be killed like animals." She pleaded.
Meesei did not like the idea either. She wanted nothing more than to save their fellow hunters of Hircine, but unfortunately, that did not seem to be an option. "No, we cannot. As much as I want to, we might just end up in their trap as well. Besides, we have no guarantee the Orc is with this particular group. If we cannot track them back to their camp, we may never find him." She responded regretfully. Ahnasha nodded and lowered her head, unable to watch the slaughter any longer.
The rival pack had been following the map given to them by their contact, but when they reached the final location it pointed them to, they located the hunters in a way they never would have wanted. The other pack was between two hills when the ambush started. Without warning, blindingly bright balls of magelight emerged from the forest and landed near them, completely obscuring their view of their attackers. Lycans were able to see more easily in the dark than other mortals, with the exception of Khajiit, who they were on par with, but that meant that they were also more susceptible to drastic changes in light levels. Before the lycans could even move, the hunters ignited two walls of flame erupted ahead of and behind them, which were thick enough to prevent escape. The only ways for them to move now were up the hills on either side, towards the hunters. Then, came the arrows.
Meesei and the rest of her pack were laying on the ground, peering over a nearby hill out of sight. A wall of flames blocked their view somewhat, but they could see well enough to know what was going on. Meesei could hear the distinctive sound of crossbows emanate from the forest on both sides of the rival pack. A barrage of bolts came down on the pack, who had only recovered and were preparing to fight back. The Redguard was killed almost immediately by a bolt through his chest, which Meesei could only assume was made of silver. Others were struck in non lethal areas, but they were just as debilitated. Meesei could make out the faint outlines of ropes attached to the bolts, which were tied to trees on either side. If the lycans tried to move, especially if they had been hit from both sides, it would rip out the bolt, causing further damage. They would be forced to cut the ropes, which would serve a brief, but deadly distraction. The werewolf hunters were intelligent and calculating in their prioritization of targets. The lycans with ranged weapons and spells were targeted first, even if they were too blinded to shoot back accurately, while the hunters with destruction magic fired spells of flame and frost at the lycans with armor too thick to penetrate with bolts, such as the Cathay-raht.
The attack happened quickly, but even so, the Altmer leader managed to reorient himself and charge up one of the hills, shouting for the others to follow while using his shield to block bolts, arrows, and spells. Just as it seemed he might reach the top, a loud crashing sound rang out and a line of logs came tumbling down the hill ahead of him. He tried to move out of the way, but unfortunately was unsuccessful. He was tripped up by the first log, then crushed and sent rolling down the hill by the following ones. He and a few other of the surviving lycans began their transformations as a last-ditch effort to survive, but their fate seemed grim. Meesei could see the faint outlines of hunters emerging from the forest to finish off their weakened foes while they were vulnerable.
Ahnasha could hardly stand the sight of the slaughter before her. Even if the other pack were rivals, they were not enemies. They were all competing towards the same goal, for the same master, so she couldn't bear just to let them die. "Meesei, we need to do something. We can't just let them be killed like animals." She pleaded.
Meesei did not like the idea either. She wanted nothing more than to save their fellow hunters of Hircine, but unfortunately, that did not seem to be an option. "No, we cannot. As much as I want to, we might just end up in their trap as well. Besides, we have no guarantee the Orc is with this particular group. If we cannot track them back to their camp, we may never find him." She responded regretfully. Ahnasha nodded and lowered her head, unable to watch the slaughter any longer.
Alright, just tell me in a PM what you wish to do with her.
My to do list:
1) Sleep.
I'll respond tomorrow, if Lucius hasn't already. I'll still likely be able to respond, even if he has.
1) Sleep.
I'll respond tomorrow, if Lucius hasn't already. I'll still likely be able to respond, even if he has.
"I did not see her, nor did I seek her out." Meesei answered truthfully, allowing Sabine to hug her for a few moments before she finally let go. "We have something much more pressing to deal with right now, however. We located a rival pack who are currently on their way to finding our quarry as we speak. Lorag is following them right now. Gather whatever you need quickly, we cannot afford to delay."
Meesei immediately moved on to preparing herself, not allowing the conversation to continue partially to avoid speaking about the apothecary, and partially because what she was saying was true. They needed to return to Lorag, and they needed to do so quickly. If they kept up at least a jogging pace for most of the way, they should be able to catch up. Each of the pack members gathered what weapons, armor, or supplies they would need in a fight. Meesei and Ahnasha changed into their normal attire, while Sabine distributed the proper types of potions to everyone. Everyone received at least one health and stamina potion, while Meesei and Ahnasha also received a magicka potion. She gave Janius an agility-enhancing potion, and Fendros a potion that would enhance attributes that aided in marksmanship. She kept others which would be useful in her own bag and would distribute them when needed.
Once her preparations were complete, Meesei stood at the edge of camp, grasping the bone necklace in her hand. The range on the enchantment was not unlimited, but Lorag was still close enough that she could still get a sense of direction from it, albeit a bit weaker. She turned back to the others and looked over the group. "Is everyone ready? We will need to keep up a quick pace to catch them."
Meesei immediately moved on to preparing herself, not allowing the conversation to continue partially to avoid speaking about the apothecary, and partially because what she was saying was true. They needed to return to Lorag, and they needed to do so quickly. If they kept up at least a jogging pace for most of the way, they should be able to catch up. Each of the pack members gathered what weapons, armor, or supplies they would need in a fight. Meesei and Ahnasha changed into their normal attire, while Sabine distributed the proper types of potions to everyone. Everyone received at least one health and stamina potion, while Meesei and Ahnasha also received a magicka potion. She gave Janius an agility-enhancing potion, and Fendros a potion that would enhance attributes that aided in marksmanship. She kept others which would be useful in her own bag and would distribute them when needed.
Once her preparations were complete, Meesei stood at the edge of camp, grasping the bone necklace in her hand. The range on the enchantment was not unlimited, but Lorag was still close enough that she could still get a sense of direction from it, albeit a bit weaker. She turned back to the others and looked over the group. "Is everyone ready? We will need to keep up a quick pace to catch them."
Ahnasha laughed along with Fendros, though as they were leaving the city, she realized something that caused her to be a bit surprised with herself. Being around Fendros made her act...differently than normal. At any other time, there was no way she would start joking with the others during a mission, even in the most innocent or harmless fashion. When it was time to be serious, she was always serious, and yet she had broken her own rules without even realizing it. Honestly, she rather liked that being around Fendros could put her so at ease, but she needed to be careful not to let it cloud her judgement. After all, this was a serious mission with serious consequences. She needed to be at her best.
Meesei listened to the others give their accounts of what their targets had discovered, which had thankfully been more helpful than what she had managed to do, though it was nothing she had not gathered from the conversation they overheard. "As you heard before, the Altmer learned nothing. I tracked him for a while, but was beset by a group of drunken vagrants as I was following him. I dealt with them, but lost the Altmer in the process."
"I followed the Cathay-raht. He ended up talking to an old and...mentally questionable human. They ended up talking in circles for a while before the human gave him anything useful. Honestly, I do not know why they are trusting the information he gave them. The Khajiit did mention that he had spoken to some of the Human's friends, so perhaps he was part of a larger group? They might know more about him than we do...or at least they might believe they do. Who knows who in that city is in the pocket of our quarry. They could be heading into a trap." Ahnasha added.
Meesei listened to the others give their accounts of what their targets had discovered, which had thankfully been more helpful than what she had managed to do, though it was nothing she had not gathered from the conversation they overheard. "As you heard before, the Altmer learned nothing. I tracked him for a while, but was beset by a group of drunken vagrants as I was following him. I dealt with them, but lost the Altmer in the process."
"I followed the Cathay-raht. He ended up talking to an old and...mentally questionable human. They ended up talking in circles for a while before the human gave him anything useful. Honestly, I do not know why they are trusting the information he gave them. The Khajiit did mention that he had spoken to some of the Human's friends, so perhaps he was part of a larger group? They might know more about him than we do...or at least they might believe they do. Who knows who in that city is in the pocket of our quarry. They could be heading into a trap." Ahnasha added.
Ahnasha had moved ahead of the rival pack and activated an invisibility spell near the city gate to wait for them to exit. After they passed, Ahnasha remained, watching the road and waiting for her own pack to arrive. Just as she thought, she saw her friends following behind shortly afterwards, far enough from the other pack so as not to be suspicious. They were passing close by her when Fendros asked his question, so she heard clearly enough to understand. She grinned slightly. It was no surprise to her that Fendros was the one to bring up his worries first.
Maintaining her invisibility, Ahnasha joined with the group and walked up directly beside Fendros. "I haven't, have you?" Ahnasha whispered, dispelling her invisibility as she spoke and giving an almost inaudible chuckle.
The group had been forced to wait for a considerable amount of time before exiting the city walls in order to avoid being seen by the rival pack. As a result, they were well out of sight by this point, but fortunately, their scent trail was very much fresh. Without the city to dilute their scents, they would much more reasonably be able to follow it. Meesei nodded to Lorag once they were out of sight of the gate guards and he split from the group to track the other pack. Once the rest of them returned to the camp to arm themselves and collect Sabine, they would be able to use Meesei's enchanted necklace to regroup with Lorag, who hopefully would have found the rival pack by that point.
Maintaining her invisibility, Ahnasha joined with the group and walked up directly beside Fendros. "I haven't, have you?" Ahnasha whispered, dispelling her invisibility as she spoke and giving an almost inaudible chuckle.
The group had been forced to wait for a considerable amount of time before exiting the city walls in order to avoid being seen by the rival pack. As a result, they were well out of sight by this point, but fortunately, their scent trail was very much fresh. Without the city to dilute their scents, they would much more reasonably be able to follow it. Meesei nodded to Lorag once they were out of sight of the gate guards and he split from the group to track the other pack. Once the rest of them returned to the camp to arm themselves and collect Sabine, they would be able to use Meesei's enchanted necklace to regroup with Lorag, who hopefully would have found the rival pack by that point.
"You don't need to worry about me, I've fought and killed in far worse conditions than this. Besides, I'm an alchemist; my potions will keep me more than active enough for the fight. I might not be awake for the celebration afterwards, but I'll be at my best for the event itself." Sharee said. Despite her response, she gladly took the flask, opened it, and sniffed its contents. She had a feeling the man was just wanting to get in good with his captain, and while she didn't really care about his gift, she did rather like the sound of being called "captain."
"You're right about this thing's strength, I'll give you that. I could make better, with the right ingredients, but I guess I can't be picky." She commented, putting the cork back on the flask and slipping it into her pack. "You're a mage, right? Your robes make that obvious. Tell me, what can you do? Give me details; I'd like to know a bit more about who I'm stepping into this with. Besides, I need to know where I should put you in the attack."
"You're right about this thing's strength, I'll give you that. I could make better, with the right ingredients, but I guess I can't be picky." She commented, putting the cork back on the flask and slipping it into her pack. "You're a mage, right? Your robes make that obvious. Tell me, what can you do? Give me details; I'd like to know a bit more about who I'm stepping into this with. Besides, I need to know where I should put you in the attack."
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