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Dear Mr Curly,
I have done little travelling lately because I have been so dreadfully weary. Can it be true as the old Ecclesiastes said; that all things lead to weariness? Surely not. Perhaps the opposite is true: that all nothings lead to weariness. I have a peculiar feeling, Curly, that I am worn out from something I haven't yet done and the more I don't do it, the more exhausted I become. How strange. Could it be something I haven't realised? Perhaps it's something I haven't said? Something I haven't finished! It must be very large and true whatever it is and a lively struggle in the doing but I look forward to it immensely. I know I need it. First, however, I must curl up in my chair and sleep deeply with the duck. Perhaps I'll dream of this thing and wake up refreshed and do it. My fond wishes to you Mr. Curly, and to all Curly Flat.
Yours sleepily,
Vasco Pyjama
xxx
P.S. Not having breakfast can make you weary. That's for sure!
Michael Leunig. The Curly Pyjama Letters.

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Cool.

One more thing, how many choices do you think I'll need to make for Sabine? I can think of a few, but it seems as if the damaging moments were mostly inflicted upon her without her control.
Ariel, Janius and Fendros gave their good mornings as well.

"I believe I have something amongst the supplies in my room, I will just be a few seconds," Ariel smiled and got up to walk back upstairs. She tried not to be too loud in case Lorag was still suffering.

Fendros picked up on Ahnasha's fatigue as well. It might just be that she was still waking up, but mornings like these did happen. Fendros placed one arm around her shoulder, "We've ordered breakfast, but we can ask for some more. You hungry?"
I have a couple of ideas that we might or might not want to do.

It might be nice to have some kind of quest that involves working alongside another pack. I'm not sure what it would be, perhaps putting down some traitor werewolves who had joined Vile or something. Anyway, I was hoping to get an arc going where Janius could realise his insecurities after meeting a she-werewolf that doesn't want to deal with him and calls him out on it. I don't know how it would end, but it could go a number of ways. Also, having another pack to interact with could present a lot of other opportunities.

If we're heading back up to Cyrodiil, I'd like Fendros to run into Fendros' adoptive younger brother, Monderyn, at some point and have a confrontation of some description. I imagine Fendros' note left him in a dissatisfied state, so there's a bit of drama to be resolved. We might have to restrain him until he realises that Fendros can't return. Leaving this until after Ahnasha gives birth might serve for some extra points in the wtf factor on Monderyn's end. I'm not sure if I want to draw out his involvement quite like Ariel (in fact I didn't plan on Ariel being with us for this long), but we'll see how it evolves.

Finally, fleshing out Lorag! Let's make it happen! You might be better suited to plan this though, seeing as he's your character.

I'll think about stuff for Sabine's ritual as well, thanks for the heads up :) .

EDIT: Right, things to RP, just a moment, I need to think.

EDIT 2: For this day, I'm really not sure if RPing anything except the appointment is going to be worth it. Even if some of the pack joins tournaments, the rounds would probably be drawn out a bit too much, especially if there's only one of our characters per each tournament, and wandering around the festivals days would probably be similar to the first day. It might just be better to encapsulate them in a timeskip summary.

Thinking about it, most of the extra stuff that Ariel has to do; finding suppliers and a glassblower and all that, the pack doesn't have to be around for. I think she might appreciate some help setting up the shop fittings, which would mostly be shifting furniture, but after that, our business in Thorn will probably be concluded.
Tazzak and Ruu gave you some instructions, you could start there if you like.
"Following Sabine's lead, I had been washing and reusing them while we travelled. But, yes, I commissioned a glass blower in Vos to make my vessels. I will have to find a new one here in Thorn, but I don't predict it to be difficult. If the glass blowers are not already trading with the villages, perhaps I could work out a deal to get ingredients. As for something that I might know that is not common knowledge, I could make a few things and see if the villages already have them. Again, that might take a while." Ariel took a breath and leaned back a little, "Anyway, I have some shorter term goals to worry about now. I'll investigate opportunities with the villages eventually."

Janius decided to reply to Fendros' query after Sabine displayed her disinterest. "Probably. He was wobbly for the entire day after not even a cup of that Argonian concoction." He snorted, "I take it Ahnasha isn't feeling so well again?"

"I think she's just tired this time," Fendros replied, scratching lightly at the wooden grain of the tabletop to occupy himself, "She was fast asleep when I got up."

"Right," Janius nodded, before turning to Meesei, "So, thought any more about that magic competition, Meesei?"
Ariel nodded. It made sense that they wouldn't be lugging around gold so much. "Well it will probably have to do. The extra trust would help, but as long as they are reliable enough, it'll be better than nothing. Now I just have to think of what would be useful to these villages. Hmm." Ariel her head on her palm and her elbow on the table in thought. "First thoughts go to basics, stuff that wouldn't be suspicious; health and magicka potions... paralysis poisons for hunting. They probably take care of most of that themselves. I would probably have to ask them myself." She shrugged, "It might even be different from village to village." Ariel looked to Meesei again, "What did your village trade for? Is there anything I could make that they couldn't get themselves?"

While Ariel and Meesei discussed business, Fendros looked turned from side to side, looking around. "Where's Lorag?" He asked, "Hungover?"

Sabine didn't reply. She just proceeded to start packing away her alchemical equipment. Lorag would probably come downstairs soon anyway if he hadn't finally built a tolerance to Sabine's hangover cures.
I might be able to get another post in before work today, but the whole one to two posts a day thing might last for the next week or so. At least the study seems to be going well :S
Ariel took a seat for herself at the table as Meesei asked her about suppliers. "That might take a while to set up completely, but I have a few avenues to investigate." Ariel replied with a calm tone, "Back in Vos, my main suppliers were local hunters and farmers. The former to make a few extra coins on top of their game, and the latter wanting to make a profit on what were essentially weeds to them. I also had to network with caravans and sea merchants in order to get rarer or foreign ingredients. I was introduced to a couple of farmers by Rukeewei yesterday that might provide a starting point. Finding hunters shouldn't be too difficult. The travelling merchants will, of course, take a while to build relations with. However, there was also another possibility I saw," Ariel stopped for a moment to brush some hair out of her eyes that she had not kept restrained when she tied it up earlier, her face was contemplative, "I remember you mentioning that local Argonian villages were nomadic. That they moved around. I was wondering if they would be willing to trade if they came by Thorn. If I could get ingredients from deeper in the marshes, I might be able to make some quite exclusive things." She waved one hand, "If it's a good idea, I doubt it has not been done before, but it's no reason not to try."

Ariel smiled faintly, "I've had to deal with suppliers before, but finding new ones hasn't been something I've done in a while. And this time the locals just see me as a stranger, rather than... you know, my former position. That might change things."
Sabine turned to leave as soon as Lorag finished drinking the cure. As long as the entire pack didn't drink themselves half to death each night while they were in the city, making more of the potions would not become a problem. The rest of the pack weren't done with breakfast orders by the time Sabine returned to her seat at the table downstairs.

With a smile, Ariel nodded. She was somewhat surprised to hear that they had saltrice in Thorn, but it made sense that it was imported or farmed nearby. Saltrice was a staple for her back in Morrowind. She had a feeling that some comfort food would do her good.

Meesei's look seemed to burn into Fendros as he considered the wamasu eggs. Even if they sounded interesting, it didn't look like Meesei particularly wanted their funds used up too quickly. It didn't really matter though. "Perhaps another time," Fendros said slowly, glancing to Meesei and back to Rukeewei. "I'll try the crocodile tail then." he decided, pulling a tight smile.

The scrape of Sabine's chair as she sat down drew attention towards her. She had come back just in time to order what she wanted, but didn't quite prepare herself to deal with it. Everyone looked at her and her eyes darted between them all with confusion.

"What would you like for breakfast, Sabine?" Janius asked.

Sabine's eyes wandered to various details on the table. There was nothing to point to and nothing to get up and collect herself. The system of ordering food wasn't unintuitive, but she didn't like having to request food. She exhaled through her nose sharply. All the attention was making it hard to make a decision. She wasn't used to being put on the spot like this. Her lips tightened and relaxed for a few awkward moments, then she spoke in a tiny voice while avoiding eye contact, "Histcarp." Her response was so quiet that the murmur of the rest of the patrons, drowned her voice out.

"You're going to have to speak up a bit," Janius said.

"Histcarp," Sabine said more clearly, with an undertone of annoyance.
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