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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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If this is still going by the time my exams are done in a few weeks, I'd like to apply with a GTD Hectate from Freespace 2. I remember joining an RP like this a while back with a Colossus from the same universe, but interest waned after a few pages, the writing must have been a little to dense for some people, running an entire ship and that :( . Anyway, should be good. Subscribin'.
Sabine was a little bemused to hear how unconcerned Vinaremo seemed to be, but she wasn't so surprised as to protest. It seemed that all the cultists she had heard, except for Nuulanth and Mirisk who seemed to care about each other, only saw things as they were a means to an end rather than in terms of any morals. She didn't like that. Sabine thought to offer at least some support in speaking to Mirisk, "If I find the right plants on our way back, they might be used as a simple cure, but I would need to know the poison to really help. Have they used this poison before?"

Given that both Lorag and Sabine appeared to be unharmed, Janius turned his attention to Kaleeth. She had wandered off in no particular direction, and at first Janius played it off as nothing. Though, seeing her now, she seemed as if she was struggling. It might have been the sheer amount of death that she had just witnessed, or killing others intentionally for the first time, but Janius' suspicions were aligned in another direction.

Once Janius had tied a bandage and sling around his arm, he approached Kaleeth with a serious face. "How strong is it right now? Do you need to sate it?" Janius asked intently. If Kaleeth needed to transform, having the fresh bodies around would be better for everyone's safety, however uneasy she might feel about eating people again.
Sabine quickly took the initiative to help Mirisk to carry Nuulanth and help her down the ladder. Sabine wasn't expecting the mercenaries to poison their arrows, but given their task, they would probably use as many tools as they could against the cult. There was also the possibility that she had tasted Sabine's blood in the rush Sabine went through to heal her, but Sabine didn't know whether the early symptoms of lycanthropy included fatigue. They still had time to bring her to Meesei and the others, so Sabine left the issue for now. She simply put herself under one of Nuulanth's arms and silently helped her to the courtyard. Sabine's wrist still throbbed with pain, but the blade was not silver. The wound would be gone by the next morning.

"Right, same here." Janius said, undoing his shield and slinging it over his good arm, before taking out the healing potion Sabine had given him and attempting to treat the puncture on his arm. "It looks like someone accompanying Sabine took a nasty hit. Look," Janius nodded towards the edge of the courtyard, where Sabine and Mirisk were hurrying Nuulanth towards them. Janius turned towards the tower Ahnasha and Fendros occupied and tried to look in the windows. "I don't see anyone up in the tower, I'll bet Ahnasha and Fendros are making their way down right now."
I think I'll wait for a post from Shuo before I continue. Shiva's following in behind him after all.
Yep, sure.

Also, I have my last assignment for the semester to do, then it's exam study time for the next few weeks, so posts are probably going to slow down for me. Or, at least, no more days where I sit on RPGuild and get a post in every hour.
Relying on the assumption that the Bosmer had exhausted his magicka may not have been the best decision from Janius, as his next lunge was about to be met by another bolt of fire. Janius' saving grace was Meesei's lightning, which managed to disrupt the Bosmer's spell long enough for Janius to follow through. The Bosmer was swift enough to block Janius' chop with the haft of his spear, however, giving his Redguard associate enough space to cut down towards Janius' arm. Janius had to twist one arm over the other to shield himself from the swing, then step back receive the next blow. The Redguard had stepped up to follow Janius and swung sideways at his right. Janius turned to block and suffered the coordination of his opponents as the Bosmer thrust his spear into a gap in Janius' armour, piercing his upper-arm. A burning pain shocked its way through Janius' body as the silver bit through his flesh, causing him shout in pain, but it wasn't a lethal strike. Without heed to the state of his wound, Janius rode on his adrenaline and brought his shield arm around to trap the Bosmer's spear, before pulling the Bosmer towards him and chopping at his neck. The Bosmer hardly had time to register his plight under Janius' strength as his blood escaped him faster than he could hit the ground.

Sabine hurled one last stone before the resolve of the cultist's side of the battle broke completely. The combination of a seemingly unstoppable flaming vampiric fighter in front of them, alongside their former shieldmates now fighting against them with wide eyes and dead faces was too much. Those that saw an opportunity to escape ran in the opposite direction as fast as they could. Seeing one side of the battle lost triggered the other side to run as well, and soon none were left fighting that Sabine could see. It appeared as if they had won. With no one else to throw stones at, Sabine turned to check on Nuulanth.

The Redguard, as if already enraged by the fight before seeing his friend die, shouted ferociously as he brought his claymore up in a large arc. Janius was able to jump back to evade, but still held the spear that was stuck in his shield arm. Janius was beyond heeding the need to save magicka for wards, so he charged another firebolt and tossed it wildly at the Redguard's face. The impact made him yell in surprise and pain and stopped him in his tracks. He was blinded enough for Janius to run up and bump him to the ground with a shoulder. Standing over the Redguard, Janius chopped down into his helmet, ending his life in an instant.

Janius looked up, expecting to be faced with another opponent, but he saw no one through the thick fog. He only heard footsteps running away. Kaleeth and Lorag were still nearby, and Meesei was probably watching over them as well, but it would seem that the fight was over. Janius stepped back out of the fog, breathing shallowly through his mouth and with a pounding heart. There were plenty of bodies strewn about, but the only living mercenaries he could see were silhouettes in the fog by now, if they weren't getting shot in the back as they ran.

It didn't look like anyone in the pack was killed. Just a few injuries, including Janius' own arm. Janius looked down at his shield arm and found that the spear was no longer lodged in it, it had fallen out on its own and it was the wound that left an impression. Janius dropped the spear in realisation, not that his arm had much energy left. He could feel his arm starting to soak in the blood that would have given it energy. Curiously, Janius reached around and touched the puncture in his arm, upon which he winced sharpy and suddenly the pain returned. He didn't appear to have suffered any further injuries, so once he put away his axe and tried to hold the wound closed, he looked around to his packmates. "Is everyone alright?" Janius groaned. With all the blood spilled around them, Janius could feel his beast spirit pushing on his subconscious. Hopefully Kaleeth was managing okay.
Is that everyone in the active team reported in? Who's next up?
Janius saw the opportunity as Meesei presented it. It was creative, but no less effective. With braver strides, Janius advanced, sidestepped, and chopped at a target in the fog. The swordsman that Janius had fended off earlier was all of a sudden too beleaguered to effectively parry and took the full force of Janius' strike on his shield. Given the chaos that was ensuing, the swordsman desperately tried to defend himself, but had his shield shoved to one side by Janius' before he felt Janius' axe bite into his leg. Quickly following up, Janius cut the back of the swordsman's neck and pushed him to the ground with a kick. There was no time to give him a quicker death before he moved onto the next mercenaries; another moderately armoured spearman, Bosmer this time, and a heavy Redguard hefting a claymore up as his faculties started to return.

The spearman grinned at Janius menacingly as a fiery spell glowed in his off-hand. Janius realised this just quickly enough to cast a ward out in front of him, but the spearman's magic was stronger than he expected and a single explosive fireball shattered the ward instantly. Janius stumbled backwards and tried to regain his balance. The Bosmer might have expected to kill him with that spell, so he might just have used up all his magicka attempting it. Might have.
All good. I need to get something to eat, then I'll probably be busy for the rest of today.
Backup was quick in the form of Lorag helping Janius with the orc mage in front of him. Janius didn't see clearly what had happened due to his shield obscuring it, but the orc suddenly collapsed to one side with a painful yell. Janius didn't see until he had regained control of his shield and smashed the orc's face in that his knee had been broken back.

Upon hearing Kaleeth's cry, Janius looked to help her, but didn't see that she was in too much trouble yet. She was facing two opponent's, though. Janius moved to support her while he had the time and threw a feint at the one she had knocked down, keeping him back as he scrambled up. Janius tried to follow up with a chop down at the mercenary's shoulder, but was denied as the mercenary jumped back.

Another one closed in to engage Janius, this time an Imperial with a sword and shield of his own. The Imperial's opening attack was meant to take Janius off guard, but he was noticed by Janius, who blocked the first strike and pushed him back as they clashed shields. Janius tried to keep the other foes in the corner of his vision while he fought. There were so many of them that Janius wondered how he would find an opening in any without exposing himself to another. At least Janius' flanks weren't too exposed with Kaleeth and Lorag on either side of him.
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