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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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Tentatively, it would! I'd have to see some more details to make a decision, but my other RPs are slowing down and at least one of them is on its deathbed, so I might have some time.

Also, I'm going to be a bit busy later. If I get another post in, it'll probably be the last for today.
Sabine nodded and held out her two waterskins to Nuz-Riska. She didn't like that she would have to wait. She tried to keep herself calm, but she just wanted to get the trial over with. The more she waited, the more her anxiety built up.

Before Thorantilth left, Sabine had one last question. "Thorantilth," She said to get his attention, "what will the practice weapons be?"
"I see," Janius replied, putting his arm around Kaleeth's shoulder and holding her for a moment to comfort her. "If you think we should go straight to you your father, then let's go. It's probably for the best that we don't delay anyway."

With that, Janius let go of Kaleeth-Rei and headed back into the village. Janius needed Kaleeth to point out where the Master-Hunter's hut was, but it wasn't difficult to locate. Janius and Kaleeth stood outside of it for a moment, then Janius spoke up. "I'll go first." Janius took a breath and held it to stave off any nerves, then strolled up to the door curtain. Furtively, he pulled the curtain aside and leaned in to see if Zharanthixil was in.
"I have no idea," Fendros shrugged, looking at the wamasu in Ahnasha's arms. "I've not seen a baby crocodile, much less a wamasu, but if it took Janius to pin its mother then... I don't know, fairly large. I just wonder how the villagers would handle such a thing if they decided to keep it. It'll eventually be big enough to do some damage if they aren't able to train it."

As Sabine walked to the trial with Meesei, she found that her breathing was unsteady, even though she tried to look strong. She held her potions in either hand tightly. It would be her potions and the introductory level of fighting skill that she had been taught that would carry her through, though she would have been much more comfortable if she had her original fortification potion. They came upon Thorantilth waiting patiently for them. Sabine looked at him expectantly as she approached. When she stopped, she noticed that her legs were shivering involuntarily.

With how focussed Janius was with finding Thorantilth, he didn't end up taking heed of Kaleeth's anxious body language at first. Instead, he played it off as just being nervous about eventually talking with Zharanthixil. Janius could empathise, he wasn't exactly comfortable with the situation either. It had to be done though. Once they'd searched nearly half the perimeter of the village, Janius started to worry about her. Her placed a hand on her upper arm and gave her a concerned look. "Hey, are you alright?"
Fendros looked at Ahnasha, then back to Kaleeth. "I suppose we can. I can't say I know much about them, but we'll keep an eye on it if you like." He replied. As it lay curled up, it looked particularly peaceful. As long as it didn't try to shock them and bite and their ears too much more, then taking care of the creature for a while wouldn't be a problem. What's the worst that could happen?

With his breakfast finished, Janius rose and took another quick look around. "I think I'll have a quick look around for Thorantilth." He looked down to where Kaleeth sat and extended a hand for her. "Do you want to come? We can talk to your father right after."
Sabine closed her eyes and tried to ingrain Meesei's words in her mind. She was afraid that she wouldn't be able to overcome it no matter how hard or how often she tried, but there was no sense in not trying at all. She opened her eyes and picked up the two waterskins that contained the finished potions. She took one more slow calming breath, stood up, and nodded, trying to feel as confident as she could. "I am ready." Sabine mumbled.

She didn't feel ready, but she doubted that she ever would.
"It's something, at least," Janius placed his hand on Kaleeth's shoulder and smiled reassuringly, "I'll try my best. If it turns out that he's going to act out in some way in the end, we'll just have to take it as it comes, but now the odds are better."

The explanations evoked more thoughts as Janius ate the rest of the wamasu meat he was served. Perhaps he could get some advice from Thorantilth before going to talk with Zharanthixil. If he could get more specific words to use, then it would help his credibility. Even so, now it was more hopeful. Janius may only need to remind Zharanthixil of his devotion to the Hist and to advise that he think on his actions according to whether the Hist would truly approve.

Janius glanced around again at the villagers around him. He asked Kaleeth and the pack indirectly, "Where is the Treeminder anyway? I might have a talk with him about how best to approach Zharanthixil like this. That is, if he isn't too busy with the trials and such."
Sabine followed Meesei's direction to look at her and calm down a little. Meesei was right, she didn't need to shout at Tunxeek. She was so worked up anticipating the trial that she was letting herself become overwhelmed. There was still a niggling anxiety in her mind that seemed to seep forth whenever she wasn't checking it. It was irrational, she knew it, but that didn't erase it. "What if... I can't win?" Sabine asked quietly to Meesei. Of all the fears she had, this was the one bothering her the most. She had lost her best chance in the potion that she had left to settle overnight. Having to try something so important without being at her best was distressing.
Janius smiled. Perhaps it was only he who thought the situation was as serious as it was. It was at least reassuring against his guilt. Ahnasha's advice was useful as well. There were more possible ways open to him if he tried to reason with the Master-Hunter without trying to change his beliefs. Still, Kaleeth-Rei was the one who knew her father the most, perhaps she had some ideas.

"Do you think that might work, Kaleeth?" Janius looked to Kaleeth-Rei, now with a bit more hope than before, "What kind of things might your father believe that would clash with trying to do anything harmful? You mentioned something last night about the teachings of the Hist, what do they teach in this regard, exactly?"
Tunxeek looked down at the equipment and nodded. "Okay. Do you need any help? I can-" Tunxeek started to reach forward.

"Go away!" Sabine shouted into Tunxeek's face. She had a stressed and upset face and her eyes dug into Tunxeek with frustration.

Recoiling from Sabine's explosive reaction with a frightened face, Tunxeek looked back at her silently. "S-sorry, I did not want to..." Sabine's look hade him so uncomfortable that he started to get up. "I will leave you alone," he said with some sadness. Tunxeek quietly exited the common hut with his head hung forward. He took one last look over to Sabine from the door and saw that she had resumed her work. He left feeling upset and rejected, but he knew that Sabine had her own issues.

From then on, Sabine seemed even more worked up as she prepared her potions. The stamina potion came out fine and in a short amount of time, but the strength potion seemed to be eluding her more. She eventually got it done, but not in a relaxed way. On a couple of occasions, she accidentally cut her finger, only adding to the stress.
Heheh. You swore by Odin, and Thor thwarted you!

Hopefully everyone is still around.
Janius stopped chewing on his breakfast and looked back at Lorag for a few moments. He still felt guilty about it all, but he should have known that the pack wouldn't like being kept uninformed. "Hmm, you're going to keep going on about this, aren't you?" He asked rhetorically with resignation. Well, he didn't have to tell everyone the full story just yet. He looked around quickly to see if anyone who spoke Cyrodilic was in earshot, then responded to Lorag without much emotion, "I mostly didn't want to give Runt anything else to worry about before her ritual, so I suppose I could tell you." Janius threw a glance beside him at Kaleeth-Rei and the wamasu she fed, then looked back at Lorag, "Zharanthixil, the Master-Hunter, is Kaleeth's father." Janius looked down at his food, "He caught us... by the river last night. He caught us being close. He proceeded to almost kill me but he stopped. Now he might be trying to convince the other leaders to throw us out, or try something malign towards myself."

Frowning mostly in worry, Fendros spoke after a short moment. "Is there anything we can do?"

"No, no, I don't think so." Janius gestured to Fendros dismissively, then rubbed one side of his face in his own anxiety. "I'm... going to try and talk with him. I haven't worked out much to say except 'sorry' at this point. I don't think he'll want to believe anything I have to say."

Once again, Tunxeek looked across to the outsiders to see if Sabine was with them. He wanted to give her some encouragement before the next trial, but he was too busy yesterday. However, she was nowhere to be seen. Given that most of the outsiders were outside having breakfast, Sabine's absence caused him a no small amount of worry. He decided to finish eating his portion of wamasu quickly, then proceed to the common hut.

Tunxeek poked his head between the doorframe and the curtain to the common hut to peek inside and found Sabine and Meesei having their breakfast inside. Sabine was working wordlessly with alchemical apparatus, and barely eating at all. Tunxeek approached them both with a concerned look and let out a quiet, "Good morning."

Sabine didn't even acknowledge his existence as she worked.

Nervously, Tunxeek sat down beside Sabine and glanced between her and Meesei. "Is everything alright?"
"I know it's not going to be painless." Janius looked down and breathed a shallow sigh, "I didn't really expect to be with her for very long anyway. It's just how things are." Janius glanced up and began to walk back. "Thank you for understanding, Meesei."

Walking back to the common hut, Janius tried hard to think of how to approach the Master-Hunter. He would have to pick his words very carefully. The man would not trust him, and may never fully trust him. The only way that Janius could think to make peace with him would be to prove that he cared as much about Kaleeth-Rei, and the safety of the village as a whole, as he did. He needed to prove that he and the group he came in with meant the village no harm. How would that be possible, though? He wasn't going to believe any word that came out of Janius' mouth. No, Janius would have prove himself through an action. What that action would viably be, he had no idea. It's not as if anything is going to attack the village any time soon. All Janius could think to do for now was to offer his apologies. Perhaps Kaleeth-Rei would have some idea of what to do.
When the hatchling took interest in Fendros, he wasn't quite as passive as Janius was. Even though the creature was interesting, he didn't really want it climbing on him. At first, Fendros tried to block its path with his arms. Undeterred, the wamasu simply started to climb over them as Fendros tried to stop it. Fendros eventually reached the point where he just let it climb, and it scurried up his arm to his shoulder. The claws digging into Fendros' skin weren't so bad, but Fendros soon changed his mind about letting it climb. "Ah!" Fendros winced and closed one eye as the creature nipped his ear. In a hurry, he snatched the creature off his shoulder with both hands and held it still in front of him. The wamasu looked around and chirped innocently. "I think it might be hungry." Fendros said slowly with a bewilderment. He looked at Kaleeth, "Shall we take it to breakfast with us?"
"I know, I know. I just... I think I really made a mistake and... well, it might have been avoided- but," Janius tried not to let himself babble further and closed his eyes and held up his hand. He lowered his hand and took a breath, forming words to explain.

"So, Kaleeth and I went on our hunt, we ran into some trouble and ended up getting trapped in a cave with a wamasu between ourselves and the exit. We were able to kill the beast together, but I had to transform and pin its neck to the floor to allow Kaleeth to get it in the mouth where her spear could fell it. Everything else was covered in scales that we couldn't penetrate. I explained to her about werewolves and she promised not to tell anyone, but that's not the problem. We..." Janius stopped for a moment and swallowed, no tangents, "...we realised that we were attracted to one another, but from beforehand I had started to feel something more. It was... she was... friendly, talkative, fun..." Janius shook his head, "I was denying it beforehand, but I had fallen for her. I fell badly. I... I didn't want to make a mess of everything before Sabine's ritual so I spurned her in that moment. I claimed that we couldn't do the deed on that spot because-" Janius motioned to Meesei, "-I remembered before when you and Ariel mentioned the thing about catching lycanthropy. When we walked back, it was silent, awkward. I actually consciously knew that I had fallen in love as soon as I realised that I had hurt her. So..." Janius nodded, "...that's why I wasn't in a great mood yesterday evening." Janius looked away at this point.

"That night though, Kaleeth came and saw me by the river where I had fallen asleep. We talked. Having spent the night wallowing in regret beforehand, when she told me she felt the same way about me as I did of her, well... she wasn't discouraged. She had found some potions for herself that would resist and cure her of lycanthropy before it could set in. That's when things went wrong." Janius ran a hand through his hair and scrunched his eyes shut for a few moments as he spoke, "The Master-Hunter obviously had suspicions, he came looking and he found us in the act. I found out then that Kaleeth-Rei is her daughter. In his fury, he attacked me. He might have killed me or brought out my beast spirit again if Kaleeth hadn't intervened. He hit her as she tried to pull him off me, probably an accident in hindsight. He stopped then and I got up. I was angry at that point, so I shouted at him, 'why did he hit his daughter? What was wrong that he hated me?' He said I didn't deserve an answer and tried to get Kaleeth to come with him. She refused and he stormed off." Now that the main confession was over with, Janius became visibly less tense while he explained other details.

"Kaleeth and I sat for a little while and we comforted each other. She told me that her father had a... storied impression of Imperials. Some traumatic experiences on his childhood. A lot of loved ones killed by slavers. You see, his village was tricked by a small group, similar to ours, to lead the hunters out of the village, then the group came back with a force and killed and fettered everyone. Zharanthixil himself was beaten and abused, he had to watch his mother die, and had some toes cut off. The leaders of the slaver group were an Imperial couple. These slavers were killed by hunters from this village, and he's been with them ever since. Apart from all the hate directed towards us, he's apparently a wise and loving man according to Kaleeth. Somehow I feel as if he would benefit from doing Sabine's ritual with such mental scars, but anyway, that explained his impression."

Janius looked up at Meesei with resignation, "Anyway, that's about it. In summary, I acted selfishly, wrong place, wrong time, wrong girl. I know I did the wrong thing, and I'm willing to make up for it. Like I said, I'm going to try to talk with him once he's calmed down. Whatever else you think I should do, fine, I expect some kind of punishment. I just don't want the pack to think I deliberately wanted to deny Sabine her ritual. Also, I didn't want to put any extra pressure on Sabine in particular. This... thing. It just happened. I'm sorry."
Fendros had to laugh at that, "Well, it wouldn't be the worst thing. Not sure how much 'city-boy' really suits me nowadays, but it's less annoying than before." Fendros looked to Kaleeth again, "So, that large corpse that the hunters hauled in yesterday, it was you and Janius that took it down? Haha, now we're going to have to go out and find a wamasu for ourselves. We can't have him have all the glory now." He looked down at Ahnasha's stomach and corrected himself, "Perhaps in a month or two though." With a smile, he looked at Kaleeth again and pointed to her with his head forward, "But, we'll keep in mind that there's a weak point in the mouth. That's good to know." He lowered his hand, "I bet your parents are proud of you."
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