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Ah, we're so close to the end of this collab...but we're also so close to important stuff happening in the story. I'm starting to get nervous.
Ahnasha closed her eyes, thoroughly enjoying everything Fendros was doing. For a moment, she wondered how she ever got by without him. Up until recently, everything about life seemed so simple. She thought she knew everything she wanted, but Fendros had complicated all of that, in a good way. Despite the troubles they would face, Ahnasha couldn't see her life being even a fraction as good without him than if he were there. Opening her eyes, she could think of nothing to say, but looked at him with the brightest smile.
Since Janius had placed the keg next to him, Lorag was easily able to refill his mug. For most people, it would not be expected that they could finish an entire keg of alcohol in one sitting, but with Lorag, that logic was seriously questionable. "I know they like magic way too much. They tend to worship these obscure gods no one's ever heard of, and they always seem to get wrapped up in vampirism or lycanthropy. I don't know why, but it always seems to be Bretons that make these covens, like those Reachmen up in Skyrim. You always get these rumors that they have the cure for lycans or vampires, usually some alchemical concoction that would take three years or something to the ingredients for. Who knows, maybe it's true, but from what the Breton girl said, this coven obviously hasn't."
Under the effects of muffle, Meesei dashed out towards the skeleton as soon as it started to drop, but she too was not physically close enough to catch it. Fortunately, she was able to reach out with telekinesis to slow it enough so she could catch the back of its skull before it hit the ground. Without saying a word, Meesei grabbed onto its shoulders while Ariel took the legs, then they carried it up over the hill safely out of sight. The other two would certainly notice the loss of the third eventually, but since they lacked any real ability to reason, it would be up to the witches themselves to notice the loss of one of their sentries. It was possible that they could notice before the loss before they returned to attack the keep, but hopefully, they would attribute it to wild animals or monsters. Vvardenfell was a dangerous enough region, so it couldn't be too uncommon of an occurrence.
Meesei and Ariel set the skeleton down on the other side of the hill. While Ariel rid the being of its weapons, Meesei laid her hands on the being to examine its energy. The paralysis spell would not last forever, so time was of the essence. She did not claim to be a master of Conjuration, but she knew enough that she could apply her knowledge of illusion to the problem. In this, the method of teaching her father had used to teach her magic was particularly useful. In Imperial society, they used the concept of different schools of magic to divide magic into different, similar elements, but those schools were merely manmade constructs. In reality, all magic was connected, and that is exactly how Meesei learned to approach it. She did not even know that the "schools" of magic existed until she started to have contact with other cultures outside the village. As a result, her knowledge of magic could only loosely be classified. While she did not have a great deal of knowledge on summoning or necromancy, she did know how to manipulate the mind using magic. While most illusionists would not be able to directly influence the mind of an undead creature, Meesei had practiced before with just that concept.
A few tense moments passed as Meesei studied the magical energies which formed the mind of the skeleton. As a thrall, its thoughts were radically different from any person or animal. Everything revolved around serving its master, so naturally, Meesei worked to replace its master with herself. It took a few moments, but after Meesei was confident she had succeeded, she took her hands off of the skeleton and allowed the paralysis to dissipate. The skeleton sat up, looked to Meesei, then stood to its feet, waiting on her command.
Meesei breathed a sigh of relief, then looked to Ariel. "Good, it worked. Now let's get this construct back to the cave so that I may examine it further."
Since Janius had placed the keg next to him, Lorag was easily able to refill his mug. For most people, it would not be expected that they could finish an entire keg of alcohol in one sitting, but with Lorag, that logic was seriously questionable. "I know they like magic way too much. They tend to worship these obscure gods no one's ever heard of, and they always seem to get wrapped up in vampirism or lycanthropy. I don't know why, but it always seems to be Bretons that make these covens, like those Reachmen up in Skyrim. You always get these rumors that they have the cure for lycans or vampires, usually some alchemical concoction that would take three years or something to the ingredients for. Who knows, maybe it's true, but from what the Breton girl said, this coven obviously hasn't."
Under the effects of muffle, Meesei dashed out towards the skeleton as soon as it started to drop, but she too was not physically close enough to catch it. Fortunately, she was able to reach out with telekinesis to slow it enough so she could catch the back of its skull before it hit the ground. Without saying a word, Meesei grabbed onto its shoulders while Ariel took the legs, then they carried it up over the hill safely out of sight. The other two would certainly notice the loss of the third eventually, but since they lacked any real ability to reason, it would be up to the witches themselves to notice the loss of one of their sentries. It was possible that they could notice before the loss before they returned to attack the keep, but hopefully, they would attribute it to wild animals or monsters. Vvardenfell was a dangerous enough region, so it couldn't be too uncommon of an occurrence.
Meesei and Ariel set the skeleton down on the other side of the hill. While Ariel rid the being of its weapons, Meesei laid her hands on the being to examine its energy. The paralysis spell would not last forever, so time was of the essence. She did not claim to be a master of Conjuration, but she knew enough that she could apply her knowledge of illusion to the problem. In this, the method of teaching her father had used to teach her magic was particularly useful. In Imperial society, they used the concept of different schools of magic to divide magic into different, similar elements, but those schools were merely manmade constructs. In reality, all magic was connected, and that is exactly how Meesei learned to approach it. She did not even know that the "schools" of magic existed until she started to have contact with other cultures outside the village. As a result, her knowledge of magic could only loosely be classified. While she did not have a great deal of knowledge on summoning or necromancy, she did know how to manipulate the mind using magic. While most illusionists would not be able to directly influence the mind of an undead creature, Meesei had practiced before with just that concept.
A few tense moments passed as Meesei studied the magical energies which formed the mind of the skeleton. As a thrall, its thoughts were radically different from any person or animal. Everything revolved around serving its master, so naturally, Meesei worked to replace its master with herself. It took a few moments, but after Meesei was confident she had succeeded, she took her hands off of the skeleton and allowed the paralysis to dissipate. The skeleton sat up, looked to Meesei, then stood to its feet, waiting on her command.
Meesei breathed a sigh of relief, then looked to Ariel. "Good, it worked. Now let's get this construct back to the cave so that I may examine it further."
Ahnasha was curious to see what Fendros would do next, but when he moved straight to the other leg, she gave an exaggerated huff and turned her head in sarcastic disappointment, as well as swiping her tail lightly across his face. As he continued up her other thigh, she rested her head on her arms once more and waited to see what would happen.
Lorag chugged the rest of his mug and gave Janius the most serious look he could muster. "Well, I just happen to like the taste of dead rat. Goes well with human hearts." He said, finally breaking down into a laugh before moving on to answer his question. "I'm sure they'll be back eventually. Maybe they'll just blow those witches up while they're there and save us the trouble. I hate fighting mages, and a witch coven sounds like there would be plenty of them. We can all have drinks once they're here, though I don't think we have anything for Alpha. Probably a good thing. Knowing our luck, we would wake up with a parasitic Daedra having impregnated you or something. Not that you wouldn't make a great mother. He joked, again staring at Janius with a serious expression.
Meesei was utterly motionless in the brush, waiting in silence to spring their ambush. Undead thralls were not known for their intelligence, but they had to make sure their kidnapping did not seem like an attack. She needed to form her distraction in a way that could be interpreted as something else. After a few minutes of silent waiting, a patrol walked by, just as Ariel had predicted.
Meesei needed to act quickly, but precisely. She charged a weak magelight in her hand, then cast it at just the right angle that it would be visible in just the periphery of the skeletons' vision. The light was just strong enough to be noticed, but died away almost immediately. By the time the sentinels had turned in its direction, it was gone, but its effect had already taken hold. The skeletons had spotted something and now needed to investigate. Once the undead soldiers started to move away, Meesei braced herself to dash out as soon as Ariel paralyzed their target. They would need to be quick to move it to a safe position.
Lorag chugged the rest of his mug and gave Janius the most serious look he could muster. "Well, I just happen to like the taste of dead rat. Goes well with human hearts." He said, finally breaking down into a laugh before moving on to answer his question. "I'm sure they'll be back eventually. Maybe they'll just blow those witches up while they're there and save us the trouble. I hate fighting mages, and a witch coven sounds like there would be plenty of them. We can all have drinks once they're here, though I don't think we have anything for Alpha. Probably a good thing. Knowing our luck, we would wake up with a parasitic Daedra having impregnated you or something. Not that you wouldn't make a great mother. He joked, again staring at Janius with a serious expression.
Meesei was utterly motionless in the brush, waiting in silence to spring their ambush. Undead thralls were not known for their intelligence, but they had to make sure their kidnapping did not seem like an attack. She needed to form her distraction in a way that could be interpreted as something else. After a few minutes of silent waiting, a patrol walked by, just as Ariel had predicted.
Meesei needed to act quickly, but precisely. She charged a weak magelight in her hand, then cast it at just the right angle that it would be visible in just the periphery of the skeletons' vision. The light was just strong enough to be noticed, but died away almost immediately. By the time the sentinels had turned in its direction, it was gone, but its effect had already taken hold. The skeletons had spotted something and now needed to investigate. Once the undead soldiers started to move away, Meesei braced herself to dash out as soon as Ariel paralyzed their target. They would need to be quick to move it to a safe position.
I would be appropriately vague, or have him turn it into a joke. Your choice.
Lorag took another drink. "Sujamma's a taste I acquired long ago. A lot of Dunmer in Cheydinhal. It's made from sujamma berries I think; they had to import those. I got a taste for a lot of Dunmer spirits, really. Greef, mazte, shien, they're all great. I know the ingredients for about all of them, I just wish I understood the process enough to make them." Lorag sighed and lowered his head in exaggerated sadness. "It's the only thing I regret in life."
When Janius asked about his history with the women of Cheydinhal, he gave a chuckle. "Heh, I can see where your mind is tonight. I was about sixteen or seventeen when I left for Skyrim with the Legion. Before that, I was known around town as a strong, skilled, and handsome young warrior who was doing his duty for the Empire. What do you think happened? I always ended up sticking with Orc women though, but there are also a lot of Orcs in Cheydinhal, so that wasn't a problem. Honestly, I never considered other races as 'possibilities' until well after I left; 'cause of my father, mostly. He wouldn't have liked it."
Ahnasha rather liked the idea of learning to give a massage as well as Fendros was, though as she glanced down at her claws, she wondered how they would complicate things. Being stabbed by multiple sharp objects was not a pleasurable experience for most people; perhaps there was some sort of other technique she could use. "I'm certainly up for it...after you finish with me, of course. Just...try not to get mad if I accidentally stab you a few times. I wouldn't trade these claws for anything, but...they have their downsides. I'm sure it will be worth it to make you feel as good as I do now. I can only imagine how amazing this will be in a few months when my aches get really bad. I've been pregnant for a month already, so...just about six more months to go before it's time." As Fendros' massage moved higher up her thigh, she looked back at him, meeting his gaze with a grin. "Higher." She commented, allowing her tail to brush up against him once more. The fur on it was thicker near the end than it was at its base, so it would feel rather soft to the touch.
"Let us go, we have what information we need. Anything more is an unnecessary risk." Meesei whispered in response. Ariel silently agreed, then led them back in the direction of the culvert they entered through. Whatever ritual they were performing caused there to be quite a bit of activity in the keep, but it also served to help distract the witches. Still, it was a slow process to backtrack all the way to the tunnel they entered through. Conserving magicka meant they needed to hide motionless in the shadows several times, only using invisibility when absolutely necessary.
Given how sizable the keep was, it was fortunate that Ariel still knew her way around. She had spent most of her childhood in the place, after all, so it would likely be difficult to forget its layout. Meesei was unsure of how much time had passed when they finally made it back to the tunnel leading to the culvert. Meesei used a short spell of disintegration to take down the grate, then reattached it with another fire spell once they were both outside. From this point, Meesei took the lead in guiding them away from the keep towards a nearby hill, just beyond the patrols of the undead sentinels. Meesei stopped and laid down on the ground, peering just over the hill at the keep. The sentinels were patrolling the forest in front of them, so there were plenty to chose from. They just needed to isolate one, then strike quickly so it could not alert the others.
"We need to take one of the sentinels aliv-, uh, undead. I am no expert in conjuration, but with a mix of illusion and the conjuration magic I do know, I believe I can take command of one of them so that it follows my orders. I just need time to concentrate on and examine it, which means we need to immobilize one of them. I could paralyze it, but I need to conserve the energy I have. Let's find one that is alone, then you paralyze it. We'll disarm it, drag it somewhere safe, then I can get to work. Alright?" Meesei suggested.
When Janius asked about his history with the women of Cheydinhal, he gave a chuckle. "Heh, I can see where your mind is tonight. I was about sixteen or seventeen when I left for Skyrim with the Legion. Before that, I was known around town as a strong, skilled, and handsome young warrior who was doing his duty for the Empire. What do you think happened? I always ended up sticking with Orc women though, but there are also a lot of Orcs in Cheydinhal, so that wasn't a problem. Honestly, I never considered other races as 'possibilities' until well after I left; 'cause of my father, mostly. He wouldn't have liked it."
Ahnasha rather liked the idea of learning to give a massage as well as Fendros was, though as she glanced down at her claws, she wondered how they would complicate things. Being stabbed by multiple sharp objects was not a pleasurable experience for most people; perhaps there was some sort of other technique she could use. "I'm certainly up for it...after you finish with me, of course. Just...try not to get mad if I accidentally stab you a few times. I wouldn't trade these claws for anything, but...they have their downsides. I'm sure it will be worth it to make you feel as good as I do now. I can only imagine how amazing this will be in a few months when my aches get really bad. I've been pregnant for a month already, so...just about six more months to go before it's time." As Fendros' massage moved higher up her thigh, she looked back at him, meeting his gaze with a grin. "Higher." She commented, allowing her tail to brush up against him once more. The fur on it was thicker near the end than it was at its base, so it would feel rather soft to the touch.
"Let us go, we have what information we need. Anything more is an unnecessary risk." Meesei whispered in response. Ariel silently agreed, then led them back in the direction of the culvert they entered through. Whatever ritual they were performing caused there to be quite a bit of activity in the keep, but it also served to help distract the witches. Still, it was a slow process to backtrack all the way to the tunnel they entered through. Conserving magicka meant they needed to hide motionless in the shadows several times, only using invisibility when absolutely necessary.
Given how sizable the keep was, it was fortunate that Ariel still knew her way around. She had spent most of her childhood in the place, after all, so it would likely be difficult to forget its layout. Meesei was unsure of how much time had passed when they finally made it back to the tunnel leading to the culvert. Meesei used a short spell of disintegration to take down the grate, then reattached it with another fire spell once they were both outside. From this point, Meesei took the lead in guiding them away from the keep towards a nearby hill, just beyond the patrols of the undead sentinels. Meesei stopped and laid down on the ground, peering just over the hill at the keep. The sentinels were patrolling the forest in front of them, so there were plenty to chose from. They just needed to isolate one, then strike quickly so it could not alert the others.
"We need to take one of the sentinels aliv-, uh, undead. I am no expert in conjuration, but with a mix of illusion and the conjuration magic I do know, I believe I can take command of one of them so that it follows my orders. I just need time to concentrate on and examine it, which means we need to immobilize one of them. I could paralyze it, but I need to conserve the energy I have. Let's find one that is alone, then you paralyze it. We'll disarm it, drag it somewhere safe, then I can get to work. Alright?" Meesei suggested.
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.
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.
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.
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