Lorag gave Janius a quick nod before taking a drink. "Heh, good one. My names are better, but still." He raised his mug in the air as if he was giving a toast. "Let's drink to, uh...drinking! Yeah, drink to drinking; that's a toast I can get behind." He said with a laugh as he turned towards Runt. "Hey Runt, you got a taste for this Dunmer stuff?"
Ahnasha was still in a state of bliss. She was relaxed in a way that she wished would never end. Her tail twitched and wrapped around his leg, and she looked back at him once more. "I'm going to have to find some way to return the favor to you; this is amazing. Of course, you seem to be enjoying it as much as I am. Well...maybe not quite as much. My back hasn't felt this good in a while. It's been sore for weeks. But please, continue. Wouldn't want to stop you now." She said with a sly grin.
Meesei carefully observed each place they passed as she followed Ariel. It seemed the grate would be the best place for them to enter during their raid, and she had mapped out in her mind a few potential pathways. Although it could potentially be possible for them to torch the laboratory here and now, that likely would not be a wise idea. Not only would they not have an escape plan, but they would not be able to deal with the people who knew how to make it. They would need a distraction from the rest of the pack to stop this operation once and for all.
After a few moments of examining the courtyard, Meesei followed suit and cast invisibility over herself. Since both were still under the effects of muffle, they moved completely silently along the walls. Their invisibility was especially effective in the shadows, and despite the candlelight spells, they were able to find enough of them to move past unseen. Once in the ruined tower, Meesei pressed herself against the wall next to Ariel an dispelled her invisibility.
"What is our next destination? Do you believe there are any more targets to locate, or should we take our leave?" She whispered.
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Completely messed up with the description of what Janius found. I'd like to refer back to my previous statement of having just woke up. Edited now, though.
I just woke up not long ago. It says you are online, what time is it there?
Ahnasha heard Janius mention that he had found some alcohol, though it didn't really matter to her. For the health of her child, she needed to abstain from drinking until it was born. Lorag, on the other hand, was visibly ecstatic over the find. The moment Janius dropped them next to him, he let just a bit of the liquid flow from the keg. It wasn't labeled with anything he could read, but a quick sniff gave him all the information he needed.
"Sujamma, I haven't had this in years." Lorag said, anxiously awaiting his drink. He looked at Janius, cracking a satisfied smile. "What are you waiting for? Get us some mugs over here."
As Fendros moved from her shoulders to upper back, Ahnasha felt nothing but ecstasy come over her, as if all of her stress was melting away. It took her a while to even form a response for Fendros. "Well, I wouldn't be experiencing the sensations of Aetherius itself right now. Still, I like to think we were fated to be together. Maybe it just wouldn't have happened as quickly. There's no point in worrying about what-if's, though. I love you here and now, and I don't see that changing. For now, just...go lower."
Meesei was dead silent when she heard a noise come from Ariel's direction. She was ready to react to anything, but it seemed as if Ariel had managed to remain hidden, as she came back down soon enough without being spotted. As they hid away behind a crate, Meesei nodded to Ariel, again not wanting to make any unnecessary noise. In the time that they were waiting, another of the witches passed by, but they were hidden well-enough to remain undetected. Once the coast was clear, Meesei followed Ariel underground, through a path to the next tower. The only living things they encountered along the way were rats, but their destination was another story. From their place in the shadows, they could see beyond the pathway into what appeared to be an underground room underneath one of the towers, and from Meesei's life detection spell, she could see that there was someone inside. Even more interestingly, from their angle, they could see what looked like alchemy equipment. Meesei did not want to speak while they were so close to one of the witches, so she simply tapped on Ariel's shoulder and looked at her expectantly, awaiting confirmation on her suspicions.
"Sujamma, I haven't had this in years." Lorag said, anxiously awaiting his drink. He looked at Janius, cracking a satisfied smile. "What are you waiting for? Get us some mugs over here."
As Fendros moved from her shoulders to upper back, Ahnasha felt nothing but ecstasy come over her, as if all of her stress was melting away. It took her a while to even form a response for Fendros. "Well, I wouldn't be experiencing the sensations of Aetherius itself right now. Still, I like to think we were fated to be together. Maybe it just wouldn't have happened as quickly. There's no point in worrying about what-if's, though. I love you here and now, and I don't see that changing. For now, just...go lower."
Meesei was dead silent when she heard a noise come from Ariel's direction. She was ready to react to anything, but it seemed as if Ariel had managed to remain hidden, as she came back down soon enough without being spotted. As they hid away behind a crate, Meesei nodded to Ariel, again not wanting to make any unnecessary noise. In the time that they were waiting, another of the witches passed by, but they were hidden well-enough to remain undetected. Once the coast was clear, Meesei followed Ariel underground, through a path to the next tower. The only living things they encountered along the way were rats, but their destination was another story. From their place in the shadows, they could see beyond the pathway into what appeared to be an underground room underneath one of the towers, and from Meesei's life detection spell, she could see that there was someone inside. Even more interestingly, from their angle, they could see what looked like alchemy equipment. Meesei did not want to speak while they were so close to one of the witches, so she simply tapped on Ariel's shoulder and looked at her expectantly, awaiting confirmation on her suspicions.
Ahnasha smiled and closed her eyes as Fendros began. She had never received a massage before, so she didn't quite know what to expect. After he started, however, she certainly couldn't say she was disappointed. Even she hadn't realized how stressed she had been before. Sure, she had a lot to worry about, but right now, her focus was on nothing but the relaxing feeling coming over her body. She didn't respond verbally when Fendros asked where to start, but the light purring sound she made indicated he was doing something right.
"This...is the best decision I have ever made in my entire life." She finally said, "Other than taking those first drinks with you, of course."
Lorag shrugged as he laid back on his bedroll. "I don't know. She's a reformed Breton witch who used to torture lycans, but is now helping them. That's about as much as I think about her. Well...I have been wondering if she knows how to brew alcohol with all that alchemical knowledge. I could use...wait. I can't believe I've been here this long and haven't checked. These hunters had to have something to drink laying around here. Janius, check their supplies over there, see if there's something in the crates." He said, his voice displaying actual excitement.
Meesei nodded, not wanting to make any more sound than necessary. Even with one collapsed, they still had quite a few to check, and she sincerely hoped that it wasn't in the last one. Meesei waved for Ariel to take the lead, then followed close behind her with detect life ready in her hands. They continued on slowly and cautiously through the hall to the next tower. It wasn't that far of a distance, but with how slowly they had to move, it took some time. As they were about to round a corner leading to the tower, Meesei's spell caught the presence of life nearby. Without a word, she grabbed Ariel's shoulder and pulled her into the shadows behind a stone support near the wall. Both of them cast invisibility over themselves and waited in complete silence. An old Breton woman passed by carrying what appeared to be a satchel full of notes. Thankfully, she passed by without noticing the pair in the shadows, allowing them to slip by into the next tower. Just as before, the first floor didn't appear to hold anything of interest, but that did not mean there was nothing in the tower. Once again, Meesei nodded to Ariel for her to begin her search while she kept watch. Meesei still had plenty of magical energy remaining to use detect life and death, but if they continued for too long, or she had to rely too much on invisibility, she would become drained.
"This...is the best decision I have ever made in my entire life." She finally said, "Other than taking those first drinks with you, of course."
Lorag shrugged as he laid back on his bedroll. "I don't know. She's a reformed Breton witch who used to torture lycans, but is now helping them. That's about as much as I think about her. Well...I have been wondering if she knows how to brew alcohol with all that alchemical knowledge. I could use...wait. I can't believe I've been here this long and haven't checked. These hunters had to have something to drink laying around here. Janius, check their supplies over there, see if there's something in the crates." He said, his voice displaying actual excitement.
Meesei nodded, not wanting to make any more sound than necessary. Even with one collapsed, they still had quite a few to check, and she sincerely hoped that it wasn't in the last one. Meesei waved for Ariel to take the lead, then followed close behind her with detect life ready in her hands. They continued on slowly and cautiously through the hall to the next tower. It wasn't that far of a distance, but with how slowly they had to move, it took some time. As they were about to round a corner leading to the tower, Meesei's spell caught the presence of life nearby. Without a word, she grabbed Ariel's shoulder and pulled her into the shadows behind a stone support near the wall. Both of them cast invisibility over themselves and waited in complete silence. An old Breton woman passed by carrying what appeared to be a satchel full of notes. Thankfully, she passed by without noticing the pair in the shadows, allowing them to slip by into the next tower. Just as before, the first floor didn't appear to hold anything of interest, but that did not mean there was nothing in the tower. Once again, Meesei nodded to Ariel for her to begin her search while she kept watch. Meesei still had plenty of magical energy remaining to use detect life and death, but if they continued for too long, or she had to rely too much on invisibility, she would become drained.
"Hmm, I left for Skyrim with the Legion the very moment I turned old enough for them to take me, so I never knew what happened to them. It's good to know she's not dead, at least. I imagine she about wishes she was, though. She was never one to to just lounge around and do nothing. She'll probably take every excuse she can to pick up an axe and fight until the day she dies." Lorag said, reminiscing over his past. He wasn't a sentimental person, but there were a few things that could call up emotions within him.
Ahnasha leaned her head back and smiled at the suggestion of a bath. "Agreed. I'm aching all over, I think a bath would be...perfect." She said, grabbing his hand and allowing him to pull her up to her feet. She walked over to the other side of the chamber with him and undressed herself before slowly lowering herself into the water. The temperature was the same as before, so at least whatever was heating it was a reliable source of energy. She worked herself into the water slowly until she was sat down with the water up to her shoulders, then quickly dunked herself under completely so she could get her head used to the heat. When she resurfaced, she looked around for a good place for her massage. The depth of the pool varied considerably. On the side closest to the camp, it was deep enough that sitting down would bring the water to her shoulders, but on the far side, it was only a few inches deep at most. Ahnasha walked over to the other side and laid down in the shallow end on her stomach. She crossed her arms in front of her and rested her head on them so she could keep her head above water, then turned to look at Fendros.
"You still get excited to see me undressed, don't you?" Ahnasha commented with a grin. "It's the look in your eyes that gives it away...among other things." She chuckled.
Meesei followed Ariel's lead and moved up to the grate alongside her. Since they could both tell exactly where the patrols were at all times, it was easy enough to avoid them, especially while under the effects of muffle. As Ariel was beginning to disintegrate her side, Meesei pulled her magicka potion from her pouch. She had not completely recovered from her efforts at healing magic from before, so she would need the boost. She quickly drank the potion, then charged a spell of disintegration as well. The spell she cast was concentrated and intense, as it cut through the metal bars at around twice the speed of Ariel's spell. As soon as the grate was free of its housing, they gently lowered it to the ground and crawled inside. Once they were both inside, Meesei turned around and raised up the grate once more. She held it roughly in the position it was in before as she gripped one of the bars in her hand, charging more destruction energy into it, this time in the form of a fire spell. It was concentrated enough that it did not give off much light, and hot enough that it welded the two bars back together, though just barely. It would hold it in place, but a short disintegration spell, or a good kick, would dislodge it once more.
Meesei followed Ariel's lead through the tunnel and into the keep. This time, Meesei used a detect life spell, while Ariel focused on detect dead. The only way they were going to be caught off-guard is if the coven somehow had Dwarven constructs roaming the halls. "You know the layout better than I. Which tower do you believe is the most likely?" She asked in a whisper.
Ahnasha leaned her head back and smiled at the suggestion of a bath. "Agreed. I'm aching all over, I think a bath would be...perfect." She said, grabbing his hand and allowing him to pull her up to her feet. She walked over to the other side of the chamber with him and undressed herself before slowly lowering herself into the water. The temperature was the same as before, so at least whatever was heating it was a reliable source of energy. She worked herself into the water slowly until she was sat down with the water up to her shoulders, then quickly dunked herself under completely so she could get her head used to the heat. When she resurfaced, she looked around for a good place for her massage. The depth of the pool varied considerably. On the side closest to the camp, it was deep enough that sitting down would bring the water to her shoulders, but on the far side, it was only a few inches deep at most. Ahnasha walked over to the other side and laid down in the shallow end on her stomach. She crossed her arms in front of her and rested her head on them so she could keep her head above water, then turned to look at Fendros.
"You still get excited to see me undressed, don't you?" Ahnasha commented with a grin. "It's the look in your eyes that gives it away...among other things." She chuckled.
Meesei followed Ariel's lead and moved up to the grate alongside her. Since they could both tell exactly where the patrols were at all times, it was easy enough to avoid them, especially while under the effects of muffle. As Ariel was beginning to disintegrate her side, Meesei pulled her magicka potion from her pouch. She had not completely recovered from her efforts at healing magic from before, so she would need the boost. She quickly drank the potion, then charged a spell of disintegration as well. The spell she cast was concentrated and intense, as it cut through the metal bars at around twice the speed of Ariel's spell. As soon as the grate was free of its housing, they gently lowered it to the ground and crawled inside. Once they were both inside, Meesei turned around and raised up the grate once more. She held it roughly in the position it was in before as she gripped one of the bars in her hand, charging more destruction energy into it, this time in the form of a fire spell. It was concentrated enough that it did not give off much light, and hot enough that it welded the two bars back together, though just barely. It would hold it in place, but a short disintegration spell, or a good kick, would dislodge it once more.
Meesei followed Ariel's lead through the tunnel and into the keep. This time, Meesei used a detect life spell, while Ariel focused on detect dead. The only way they were going to be caught off-guard is if the coven somehow had Dwarven constructs roaming the halls. "You know the layout better than I. Which tower do you believe is the most likely?" She asked in a whisper.
"Hmm, massages, now that's an idea I hadn't thought of. Sounds relaxing. You should really give me one some time, help me conserve these potions." Ahnasha commented, looking to Fendros with a smile as she finished off her meal.
Janius did not have much care for his family, but Lorag was a different story. In his youth, he had been proud of his ancestors and was eager to follow in their footsteps. "You should know my family, lover-boy, you were raised in the same city. My father, Konesh gro-Dalzog, was the best blacksmith in the city. If your parents ever bought any weapons, they probably bought them from him. He was a legion veteran, just like is father, and his father before him. I followed the tradition. After his years of service, he settled down in Cheydinhal. My mother, Gharzal gra-Yurnol, is actually the head of the Cheydinal chapter of the Fighter's Guild, or at least she was when I left. She would be old now, though. She's probably either retired, or dead. Anyway, you had to be around when she was still the head of the chapter. There's no way you didn't know of her."
Meesei immediately cast a spell of muffle over herself as soon as Ariel warned her they were closing in. Despite the darkness, she could see clearly over the area, so she took in every detail. She made note of places from which they could approach, or defend easily. Just like Ariel, she cast detect dead to get a sense of where their sentries patrolled. While certainly useful, undead had the disadvantage of being predictable, and obviously not too bright. Still, once they identified a foe, they could be deadly, especially in groups.
"We will save capturing a skeleton for when we leave. For now, we need a good way in. How many entrances do you know of? Are there any hidden ones they may not be expecting? I don't expect to actually reach the gas now, but we need to at least get a general idea of where it is." Meesei asked in an almost inaudible voice. As much as she liked to be in control of the situation, she had to put a lot of faith in Ariel for this. She would be guiding her through the coven's lair, so she would have to trust the Breton's judgement. As always, however, she would approach with caution, and did not intend to go anywhere from which she had no quick way to escape.
Janius did not have much care for his family, but Lorag was a different story. In his youth, he had been proud of his ancestors and was eager to follow in their footsteps. "You should know my family, lover-boy, you were raised in the same city. My father, Konesh gro-Dalzog, was the best blacksmith in the city. If your parents ever bought any weapons, they probably bought them from him. He was a legion veteran, just like is father, and his father before him. I followed the tradition. After his years of service, he settled down in Cheydinhal. My mother, Gharzal gra-Yurnol, is actually the head of the Cheydinal chapter of the Fighter's Guild, or at least she was when I left. She would be old now, though. She's probably either retired, or dead. Anyway, you had to be around when she was still the head of the chapter. There's no way you didn't know of her."
Meesei immediately cast a spell of muffle over herself as soon as Ariel warned her they were closing in. Despite the darkness, she could see clearly over the area, so she took in every detail. She made note of places from which they could approach, or defend easily. Just like Ariel, she cast detect dead to get a sense of where their sentries patrolled. While certainly useful, undead had the disadvantage of being predictable, and obviously not too bright. Still, once they identified a foe, they could be deadly, especially in groups.
"We will save capturing a skeleton for when we leave. For now, we need a good way in. How many entrances do you know of? Are there any hidden ones they may not be expecting? I don't expect to actually reach the gas now, but we need to at least get a general idea of where it is." Meesei asked in an almost inaudible voice. As much as she liked to be in control of the situation, she had to put a lot of faith in Ariel for this. She would be guiding her through the coven's lair, so she would have to trust the Breton's judgement. As always, however, she would approach with caution, and did not intend to go anywhere from which she had no quick way to escape.
"All Argonians are connected to the Hist, but that does not preclude other races from interacting with them as well." Meesei answered. "There is a ritual which involves the ingestion of Hist sap, the essence of the Hist. It allows one's mind to be joined with the Hist in a way that can scarcely be described. Variants of this ritual can give the participant visions from the Hist itself, but the specific ritual I am referring to can allow another to interact directly with the participant's soul. We used this ritual on Argonians who were hatched away from the Hist, as they were what we considered broken. It allowed us to guide their soul into coming to terms with past failures and other issues in their lives in order to form a bond with the Hist. I do not know if a non-Argonian can form that bond, but that would not be the point of the ritual, in this case. It could help her to come to terms with her past." Meesei said, trying to give as clear of an explanation as possible. It was a difficult concept to explain to someone who had never experienced the mind of the Hist before.
"Hmph, don't treat me like some old lady trying to rub away her wrinkles. This is medicine, not some lotion. There's no shame in medicine." Lorag said as he grabbed the bottle, more trying to convince himself than anyone else. He uncorked it and intentionally waved the odorous liquid in Janius' direction before beginning to apply it to his knee.
Ahnasha took the bottle from Janius and eyed it curiously. "It makes everything ache." She answered. "It's not that bad right now, but I'm sure it will only get worse. I'll make sure to save this for when I really need it. I'm guessing it works on more than just ankles; I don't see why it wouldn't. These labels look like they were designed for advertising instead of descriptions. I'll ask her when she gets back."
"Hmph, don't treat me like some old lady trying to rub away her wrinkles. This is medicine, not some lotion. There's no shame in medicine." Lorag said as he grabbed the bottle, more trying to convince himself than anyone else. He uncorked it and intentionally waved the odorous liquid in Janius' direction before beginning to apply it to his knee.
Ahnasha took the bottle from Janius and eyed it curiously. "It makes everything ache." She answered. "It's not that bad right now, but I'm sure it will only get worse. I'll make sure to save this for when I really need it. I'm guessing it works on more than just ankles; I don't see why it wouldn't. These labels look like they were designed for advertising instead of descriptions. I'll ask her when she gets back."
I'll be free all of today and tomorrow, Lucius and Leon.
Lorag chuckled. "Yeah, I don't think that one's going to stick, Runt. This bear is more than happy to maul someone's face off." He said, pointing to himself. "A fact these witches are going to be well aware of once we start our raid."
Ahnasha looked around a bit nervously for a few moments. Now seemed to be a good time to bring up what she wanted to say, but it still wasn't exactly something she was proud of. "I...I think I want to stay out of the fight when we raid the coven." She said quickly, her face clearly showing some embarrassment.
Lorag looked at her quizzically, with what seemed to be genuine shock. "What did you say? I must've misheard you, because I could have sworn you said you were staying out of the fight. You going soft of me, Catdog?"
"No, no, it's not that. It's just...I fear for the life of my child. I can take some punishment, but the cub I'm carrying cannot. If I get hit or stabbed the wrong way, it could die. I'll find a way to help, just not in the fight." Ahnasha explained.
"Yeah, yeah, I get it." Lorag answered. Even he recognized that, in some cases, it wasn't a good idea to step into a fight. "I won't give you any trouble this time. Just keep that little kittenpuppy safe."
Ariel's reaction was about what Meesei expected. Separating from Sabine was of course not going to be easy for her, but Ariel seemed strong enough to handle it. After all, she had released her sister with the expectation that she probably would not see her again. She was also curious about how Meesei intended to repair Sabine's mind, which was understandable. "As I mentioned before, anything that is broken can be repaired. Sabine's mind was broken by the torture, but there are ways for another to 'enter' her mind, so to speak. There is a ritual involving the Hist that I have performed many times which could accomplish just that. There are no guarantees, of course, but I have hope that she may be healed. Unfortunately, it is not an experience I can describe too clearly. To truly understand it, you have to experience it. I will answer your questions as best as I can, though. About anything. I cannot say it is likely you will have the opportunity to speak to lycans on friendly terms again, so I understand if you have questions you wish to ask."
Ahnasha looked around a bit nervously for a few moments. Now seemed to be a good time to bring up what she wanted to say, but it still wasn't exactly something she was proud of. "I...I think I want to stay out of the fight when we raid the coven." She said quickly, her face clearly showing some embarrassment.
Lorag looked at her quizzically, with what seemed to be genuine shock. "What did you say? I must've misheard you, because I could have sworn you said you were staying out of the fight. You going soft of me, Catdog?"
"No, no, it's not that. It's just...I fear for the life of my child. I can take some punishment, but the cub I'm carrying cannot. If I get hit or stabbed the wrong way, it could die. I'll find a way to help, just not in the fight." Ahnasha explained.
"Yeah, yeah, I get it." Lorag answered. Even he recognized that, in some cases, it wasn't a good idea to step into a fight. "I won't give you any trouble this time. Just keep that little kittenpuppy safe."
Ariel's reaction was about what Meesei expected. Separating from Sabine was of course not going to be easy for her, but Ariel seemed strong enough to handle it. After all, she had released her sister with the expectation that she probably would not see her again. She was also curious about how Meesei intended to repair Sabine's mind, which was understandable. "As I mentioned before, anything that is broken can be repaired. Sabine's mind was broken by the torture, but there are ways for another to 'enter' her mind, so to speak. There is a ritual involving the Hist that I have performed many times which could accomplish just that. There are no guarantees, of course, but I have hope that she may be healed. Unfortunately, it is not an experience I can describe too clearly. To truly understand it, you have to experience it. I will answer your questions as best as I can, though. About anything. I cannot say it is likely you will have the opportunity to speak to lycans on friendly terms again, so I understand if you have questions you wish to ask."
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