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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
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P.S. Not having breakfast can make you weary. That's for sure!
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Do you have any more dialogue between Kaleeth or Janius, or do you want me to skip?
Well, if you want to flesh her out some more, you could consolidate what you've developed about her into a hidden character sheet. That might help.
The arc I had planned way down the track to do with Janius' sleaziness has kind of been disrupted by this event no matter how it turns out. Unless Kaleeth doesn't come along and I turn him into an arsehole for a bit.
If Kaleeth does join, then you'll be managing a forth character for the foreseeable future and we'll have some arcs with how her relationship fluctuates with Janius and the pack. Kaleeth will certainly have plenty of development opportunities as she sees places other than Black Marsh and comes to terms with being a werewolf.
If Kaleeth doesn't join, then sure, there'll be tears, but by the magic of narrative we could have her come into the fold later on. She might decide to change her mind and come looking for the pack. Janius is going to walk away changed, but there's certainly some drama that could occur if a sufficient amount of time passes with him thinking he'll never see her again.
I don't mind either way though. Just get in her mind and make a decision that makes sense.
The arc I had planned way down the track to do with Janius' sleaziness has kind of been disrupted by this event no matter how it turns out. Unless Kaleeth doesn't come along and I turn him into an arsehole for a bit.
If Kaleeth does join, then you'll be managing a forth character for the foreseeable future and we'll have some arcs with how her relationship fluctuates with Janius and the pack. Kaleeth will certainly have plenty of development opportunities as she sees places other than Black Marsh and comes to terms with being a werewolf.
If Kaleeth doesn't join, then sure, there'll be tears, but by the magic of narrative we could have her come into the fold later on. She might decide to change her mind and come looking for the pack. Janius is going to walk away changed, but there's certainly some drama that could occur if a sufficient amount of time passes with him thinking he'll never see her again.
I don't mind either way though. Just get in her mind and make a decision that makes sense.
Janius smiled and reacted similarly to the first time that Kaleeth scratched her behind the ears. In the moments that passed, he noticed her becoming uncomfortable in his arms all of a sudden. It was fear, he could tell.
"I don't mind. We could go and find you someone to talk to for advice, we could run some more, we could just go back to the village and relax, see if Sabine has done her trial yet, or we could stay awhile." Janius chuckled, "I can smell your fear though. Don't worry, I won't let you fall. We can climb back down if you are uncomfortable."
"I don't mind. We could go and find you someone to talk to for advice, we could run some more, we could just go back to the village and relax, see if Sabine has done her trial yet, or we could stay awhile." Janius chuckled, "I can smell your fear though. Don't worry, I won't let you fall. We can climb back down if you are uncomfortable."
We could skip forward to describe whatever Kaleeth wants to do to get more advice. You might have a lot of writing to do with that, seeing as its mostly between characters under your control. Other than that, unless there was anything else to do today, we could skip to the next day for the ritual.
Tears still flowed from Sabine's eyes, even when Meesei's spell restored her body and her lucidity. She was still nervous about the ritual, but her nervousness was currently overcome by happiness. She nodded to Thorantilth after he spoke, holding her smile. "Thank you."
Slowly, Sabine turned and headed back towards the village. More than anything else right then, she wanted to clean herself up and have nap. She held herself with a straight back and a warm expression. Not even the rain could take the moment from her.
Janius angled his head to one side. He wasn't sure whether Hircine displayed qualities that transcended mortal thought as much as Kaleeth thought it did, but he could understand her reasoning. "Very well," Janius conceded, listening to a distant rumble of thunder and leaning his own body against the trunk of the tree. For now he just sighed slowly and watched the storm with Kaleeth. Not much was certain, and not much was under his control in this matter, but he could enjoy the feeling of being close to her for a while longer.
Slowly, Sabine turned and headed back towards the village. More than anything else right then, she wanted to clean herself up and have nap. She held herself with a straight back and a warm expression. Not even the rain could take the moment from her.
Janius angled his head to one side. He wasn't sure whether Hircine displayed qualities that transcended mortal thought as much as Kaleeth thought it did, but he could understand her reasoning. "Very well," Janius conceded, listening to a distant rumble of thunder and leaning his own body against the trunk of the tree. For now he just sighed slowly and watched the storm with Kaleeth. Not much was certain, and not much was under his control in this matter, but he could enjoy the feeling of being close to her for a while longer.
As soon as Thorantilth prompted her, Sabine released Okun-Jei's arm and rolled off his body until she was laying face up in the mud. She was caked with the stuff. She felt cold and weak, but relieved. It took a few more moments of catching her breath before she attempted to sit up slowly. When she was sitting upright, her head swam and her vision sparkled, but it soon passed. Even though she was looking at nothing in particular, her open mouth rose into a smile. She had won. There were moments where she thought she wouldn't win, but she had finally won.
Tunxeek walked forward, seemingly oblivious of the rain, and extended a hand to Sabine. "Well done, Sabine."
Sabine swung her hand wildly upwards, still very affected by the poison, but Tunxeek was able to catch her hand and pull her up from the mud. She stumbled a bit once she was on her feet, but Tunxeek helped to steady her. The first thing she did was search for Okun. He was being treated by the healer, but even so neither of them had suffered anything worse than a couple of bruises. She would have offered him her hand to stand up, but she didn't have the balance to. Tunxeek obliged to help him up instead. As soon as he was up, Sabine stepped forward and gave him a tight hug. Whether it was sincere or out of delirium, Sabine was grateful to have a fair fight. When she released Okun, Sabine turned to find Meesei and hug her similarly, inadvertently covering her front in mud. She became so overcome with emotion and dizziness that tears started to make channels through the dirt on her cheeks, mixing with the rain.
"Hircine is a very different personality to the Hist. He is not necessarily compassionate, but I do not think he is outwardly malicious, like other Daedra. Overall, he is very single-minded I think. A hunter in every sense is probably the best description. Communing with him is far more difficult than drinking sap." Janius curled his lips up and down uncomfortably for a few moments, as if he had in itch in his gums, "The only ones in our pack to commune with him were Ahnasha and Meesei. Both were after they had hunted a special, challenging prey and offered their kill to Hircine. An audience with Hircine is difficult to obtain." He licked out and swallowed whatever was in his gums and turned to Kaleeth with curious eyes. "I understand that the Hist may guide you. I wonder, though. What would you ask Hircine if you were to talk to him?"
Tunxeek walked forward, seemingly oblivious of the rain, and extended a hand to Sabine. "Well done, Sabine."
Sabine swung her hand wildly upwards, still very affected by the poison, but Tunxeek was able to catch her hand and pull her up from the mud. She stumbled a bit once she was on her feet, but Tunxeek helped to steady her. The first thing she did was search for Okun. He was being treated by the healer, but even so neither of them had suffered anything worse than a couple of bruises. She would have offered him her hand to stand up, but she didn't have the balance to. Tunxeek obliged to help him up instead. As soon as he was up, Sabine stepped forward and gave him a tight hug. Whether it was sincere or out of delirium, Sabine was grateful to have a fair fight. When she released Okun, Sabine turned to find Meesei and hug her similarly, inadvertently covering her front in mud. She became so overcome with emotion and dizziness that tears started to make channels through the dirt on her cheeks, mixing with the rain.
"Hircine is a very different personality to the Hist. He is not necessarily compassionate, but I do not think he is outwardly malicious, like other Daedra. Overall, he is very single-minded I think. A hunter in every sense is probably the best description. Communing with him is far more difficult than drinking sap." Janius curled his lips up and down uncomfortably for a few moments, as if he had in itch in his gums, "The only ones in our pack to commune with him were Ahnasha and Meesei. Both were after they had hunted a special, challenging prey and offered their kill to Hircine. An audience with Hircine is difficult to obtain." He licked out and swallowed whatever was in his gums and turned to Kaleeth with curious eyes. "I understand that the Hist may guide you. I wonder, though. What would you ask Hircine if you were to talk to him?"
Okun's strike came came easier than Sabine expected, but from his position he didn't have the leverage to do much damage. She was glad that she had decided to try block it, as if not then he might have caught her on her recently fixed rib and broken it again before it could perfectly recover. In any case, Sabine now stood over Okun with a firm grip on one of his arms and he no longer had the space to wriggle free. Just as planned, Sabine tugged hard on his arm with all her strength, pulling him up to his side, then she brought her weight down upon him, twisting his arm so that he was pinned with his chest to the ground. She had first intended to do so with her knee pressing into his back, but with how disoriented she was becoming she settled for just landing her entire body on his torso.
She held onto his arm and kept him on the ground as best as she could. It was only in that pause that she noticed how quickly she was breathing. If she kept holding on, maybe Okun would submit before Sabine lost all of her energy to the poison.
Janius rolled one shoulder and tried to recall Meesei's stance. "I think Meesei still respects the Hist, and still hears them. That's what she said to me. She has accepted that she will go to the hunting grounds when she dies though. She is a fervent worshipper of Hircine, I think she would like nothing more than to be by his side when she dies." Janius' brow lowered slightly, "But I think, from the sound it, it was her own decision. I am unsure, you would have to ask her yourself." His face relaxed, "I think she is a very different person to you. She became a werewolf for different reasons. Still, some circumstances were similar. Perhaps it would help if you were to talk to her as well. She is a wiser person than myself."
She held onto his arm and kept him on the ground as best as she could. It was only in that pause that she noticed how quickly she was breathing. If she kept holding on, maybe Okun would submit before Sabine lost all of her energy to the poison.
Janius rolled one shoulder and tried to recall Meesei's stance. "I think Meesei still respects the Hist, and still hears them. That's what she said to me. She has accepted that she will go to the hunting grounds when she dies though. She is a fervent worshipper of Hircine, I think she would like nothing more than to be by his side when she dies." Janius' brow lowered slightly, "But I think, from the sound it, it was her own decision. I am unsure, you would have to ask her yourself." His face relaxed, "I think she is a very different person to you. She became a werewolf for different reasons. Still, some circumstances were similar. Perhaps it would help if you were to talk to her as well. She is a wiser person than myself."
The rain wasn't the only thing that was causing Sabine's vision to blur. Now the poison had progressed to making her actively dizzy. A lapse in her concentration allowed Sabine to be shifted by Okun-Jei's next effort, sending her partway rolled over before she regained her senses. She had to let go and plant one arm against the ground to stop herself being rolled onto her back, but it gave some space for Okun to lash out while she regained her balance. In order to preserve her advantage, Sabine braced to take whatever would come of the opening and planned then to try and stand to pull Okun around to his back. Everything was slippery though, it was a chance for Okun to escape.
"Kaleeth..." Janius ran his hand down her back, sorry to see her upset. He looked away to think, still stroking her comfortingly, then looked into her eyes with sympathy. "If you joined us, you would come with us while we travel. You would leave your village and might never see it again. You would have to say goodbye to your father Zharanthixil, your mother, Reanaseer the Elder, the Treeminder Thorantilth, everyone. It will be hard then. It will be saddening for a long time. Depending on how you adapt to our way of life, which for you may not be so hard, you will eventually accept it. However, from time to time you will feel dreadfully homesick. I think everyone in the pack does, even myself." Janius looked out at the storm again, "Only you have the answer, but know that either road you take-" He looked down at the vines that ran over her body, then to her eyes, "-you will survive. You are resilient, remember? Whether for me or your village, you might regret, but that will not last forever." Another flash of lightning engulfed them both, and amongst the thunder that rolled afterwards, Janius made one last suggestion. "You say that you have not talked to your mother in days? Perhaps speak to her. I would rather that you not mention the detail about being a werewolf, but talking to her may help you to decide I think."
"Kaleeth..." Janius ran his hand down her back, sorry to see her upset. He looked away to think, still stroking her comfortingly, then looked into her eyes with sympathy. "If you joined us, you would come with us while we travel. You would leave your village and might never see it again. You would have to say goodbye to your father Zharanthixil, your mother, Reanaseer the Elder, the Treeminder Thorantilth, everyone. It will be hard then. It will be saddening for a long time. Depending on how you adapt to our way of life, which for you may not be so hard, you will eventually accept it. However, from time to time you will feel dreadfully homesick. I think everyone in the pack does, even myself." Janius looked out at the storm again, "Only you have the answer, but know that either road you take-" He looked down at the vines that ran over her body, then to her eyes, "-you will survive. You are resilient, remember? Whether for me or your village, you might regret, but that will not last forever." Another flash of lightning engulfed them both, and amongst the thunder that rolled afterwards, Janius made one last suggestion. "You say that you have not talked to your mother in days? Perhaps speak to her. I would rather that you not mention the detail about being a werewolf, but talking to her may help you to decide I think."
Even though Sabine managed to land a foot on Okun's head, he didn't seem to relent. He was too close to use her staff, so she let go of it for the moment. As he made a move to try and get at Sabine's upper body, she sat up, her head already heavy and overbalancing from the poison, and grabbed at his arms before he could strike or grapple her. Sabine could barely see with the rain in her eyes, but with all her might and bared teeth, she resisted him and managed to get on one knee. Slowly, Sabine pushed Okun back enough that she was over him. She had a clear shot to knee his chin, but again, Sabine was fair. She aimed further down to his chest to knock the wind from him, hoping to turn the tide enough to wrestle and pin him to the ground.
By Kaleeth's reaction, Janius' reasoning had the desired discouraging effect. He wondered why he didn't think to mention it sooner with how important the Hist was to Argonians. It would be something for her to think on and hopefully second guess her desire to become a werewolf.
As for explaining the better parts, Janius thought for a moment whether he wanted to risk encouraging her even further. Perhaps it was a wave of selfishness or absent mindedness, but he thought it only fair to share the upsides too. Besides, he wanted to brighten the mood a bit. "Well, your pack becomes your close family, as well as your friends. We travel much, so I have seen more of Tamriel than I ever thought I would in my life. You don't have to worry about disease, though that's nothing new for someone like you," Janius paused to chuckle, "You can live for yourself and the pack, without the expectations of any society. That was a big relief for me from Imperial culture. You can hunt great beasts. Be an unstoppable force of nature as part of your pack. Strong, swift, enduring. Living in the wilds means you see and learn many new things. Having wealth is a non-issue, and finding food is rarely an issue. Amongst my pack in particular, as well, you can aspire to improve yourself and achieve great things. It will not likely win you fame, but you nonetheless can strive for personal achievement. Hunting a particular beast, winning the favour of Hircine, travelling, mostly whatever you want." Janius lowered his head, but not in sadness, "As for me, I am just satisfied to have great friends and family. They are honest and sincere, and we take care of each other. Such was not the case with my old life, which was why I was ultimately able to leave it behind."
Janius looked at Kaleeth directly, or as well as he could while she was leaning on his chest. He decided to stop playing games and get to the heart of the matter. "I can see that you are weighing up if you want to join the pack. I would want nothing more for you to come with me, Kaleeth, if it weren't a big issue for you. I have been warning you against it because to rush into something like this would only cause you pain and regret. I cannot force you to decide either way, but just remember that you still have a loving family and a wonderful life in the village. If you joined us, you would be giving that all up forever, even the Hist. I couldn't bear to see you torn apart in such a way."
By Kaleeth's reaction, Janius' reasoning had the desired discouraging effect. He wondered why he didn't think to mention it sooner with how important the Hist was to Argonians. It would be something for her to think on and hopefully second guess her desire to become a werewolf.
As for explaining the better parts, Janius thought for a moment whether he wanted to risk encouraging her even further. Perhaps it was a wave of selfishness or absent mindedness, but he thought it only fair to share the upsides too. Besides, he wanted to brighten the mood a bit. "Well, your pack becomes your close family, as well as your friends. We travel much, so I have seen more of Tamriel than I ever thought I would in my life. You don't have to worry about disease, though that's nothing new for someone like you," Janius paused to chuckle, "You can live for yourself and the pack, without the expectations of any society. That was a big relief for me from Imperial culture. You can hunt great beasts. Be an unstoppable force of nature as part of your pack. Strong, swift, enduring. Living in the wilds means you see and learn many new things. Having wealth is a non-issue, and finding food is rarely an issue. Amongst my pack in particular, as well, you can aspire to improve yourself and achieve great things. It will not likely win you fame, but you nonetheless can strive for personal achievement. Hunting a particular beast, winning the favour of Hircine, travelling, mostly whatever you want." Janius lowered his head, but not in sadness, "As for me, I am just satisfied to have great friends and family. They are honest and sincere, and we take care of each other. Such was not the case with my old life, which was why I was ultimately able to leave it behind."
Janius looked at Kaleeth directly, or as well as he could while she was leaning on his chest. He decided to stop playing games and get to the heart of the matter. "I can see that you are weighing up if you want to join the pack. I would want nothing more for you to come with me, Kaleeth, if it weren't a big issue for you. I have been warning you against it because to rush into something like this would only cause you pain and regret. I cannot force you to decide either way, but just remember that you still have a loving family and a wonderful life in the village. If you joined us, you would be giving that all up forever, even the Hist. I couldn't bear to see you torn apart in such a way."
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