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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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Janius smiled, it was good to see that Kaleeth had taken his advice. "Right, right, good. Let's try that again." Janius raised his guard and stepped towards Kaleeth, trying the same combo with the low blow and the attempt to hook her shield. This time, the move was easily predictable, but practice through repetition would make sure that Kaleeth was prepared. They might have to repeat the combo and its defence a number of times to drill it into Kaleeth's muscle memory.
Kaleeth's next action was something of a pitfall, and one that Janius was quick to exploit. As she reached across and tried to grab his weapon, Janius thrust the rim of his shield towards her face, stopping right before impact to spare her. "Halt here," Janius commanded sternly, before taking on a more patient tone, "The shield is a weapon too, be wary of lowering both sides of your guard." Janius lowered his shield and unhooked his axe from Kaleeth's shield. "This will be a good lesson to learn today, and something we can practice. First of all, what were you trying to do when I trapped your shield, and how do you think you should have acted differently?"

However affectionately Janius held Kaleeth in his mind, he knew that he had to remain strict in instructing her.
Seeing the oncoming shield charge, Janius lowered and braced himself as he normally did. The hint of movement in Kaleeth's body and the flicker of her mace swinging to one side was the only hint that Janius had as to her little extra feature. Without even thinking, Janius adjusted himself to block the blow with his shield and use his weapon wrist to try and grab at the edge of Kaleeth's oncoming shield. The result was Janius being put slightly off balance by having to compensate for the blow, but recovering as quickly as he could by stepping back and reestablishing his guard.

Even if it was telegraphed the way it was, Kaleeth's move was actually slightly clever. Janius' vision was partially obscured by his own shield, so any blows to his lower-left were harder to detect.

Not intending to let Kaleeth remain the sole aggressor, Janius lifted his axe to shoulder height and closed in to strike. While keeping his left side as guarded as his could, Janius swung low to bring Kaleeth's shield down to block it, then attempted to bring his axe up and hook it upon the rim of the shield, keeping her stance low and awkward.
G'night!
Man, the site is fickle today.
Janius grinned as he rose himself, popping the last of his breakfast into his mouth. "It's not so much about being better than me as being good at what you do," Janius mentioned as he started to fasten on his own armour, "Sure, I'm always going to be a bit faster than you, but I'm never going to be quite as strong as you are. Skill is just about learning and practicing. In that, you could definitely surpass me at some point."

It took a few minutes to get ready, but soon enough, both Kaleeth and Janius were walking towards the beach with weapons and shields in hand. Once they got to the beach, the first thing that Janius noticed was that there was considerably more beach to move around on. The receded tide meant that not only was there more space, but the newly exposed sand was smoother and firmer to walk upon. Once they had found a spot, Janius rolled his shoulders and faced Kaleeth. "Right then, let's warm up."

A distance, two similar looking figures could be seen navigating the vegetation towards the camp. Ariel and Sabine both looked to be in a good mood once their faces were discernible. Sabine carried a woven basket under her arm with a few glinting articles of glassware refracting the morning light from where they jutted out of the top. Ariel and Sabine waved as they closed in, but as per Sabine's forewarning, they both refrained from shouting out for the sake of Rhazii.
"Very well," Fendros answered with an understanding nod. Ahnasha was always trying to look strong, but whether it was useful or not in this matter, Fendros couldn't quite decide. After wiping one hand of juices from the liver, Fendros gave Ahnasha's shoulder a comforting squeeze and encouraged her to sit up next to him to eat.

To be honest, Janius hadn't considered the possibility of a Daedra that could create a disease, much less a disease that could afflict lycans. He paused in his chewing and raised his eyes to think for a moment. After a swallow, he looked to Kaleeth, "Would that I knew how our immunities worked, I might be able to give you a definite answer. I suppose if a Daedra makes a disease that effects us, we would be in a bit of trouble. We've not really had to deal with treating, or even containing diseases." Janius shrugged, "At least you can know that we do have weaknesses, anyway. You've had some silver wounds before, back when fighting the mercenaries. Those heal slower than wounds done to regular people, and they do more damage. Some of us have very nearly died from silver wounds." Janius took what looked like his second-to-last bite of guar meat. Everyone knew that lycans were vulnerable to silver, even in stories. Januis thought that Kaleeth might not have heard those stories, or even know what silver is with how little metal was in her village.
Without another word, Fendros stood up from the bedroll and proceeded to collect a few pieces of raw meat from the pack's storage. He fished around for a chunk of liver for himself in particular. He felt like something rich this morning. His eyes met with Janius and Kaleeth's as they spoke, but Fendros only initially gave them a nod and a forced smile. At least they looked cheerful this morning.

"Morning, Fendros," Janius said. Though he still smiled, Janius shifted his head such that he noticed his less than stellar mood. "How are you doing?"

Fendros waved, and broke eye contact. "Morning. I'm fine, I just need to wake up properly." Successfully playing it off for now, Fendros walked back to Ahnasha and sat beside where she lay. Fendros presented what appeared to be a raw chunk of boar. He started on the liver he held, still wondering how he ever would have got such a taste for offal without being in the pack. "We'll have a quick chat to Ariel when Sabine comes back for the hunt."

Just as quickly as he was drawn away form their conversation, Janius turned his attention back to Kaleeth and resumed it. "I think that would be a good idea. A spear is simple to use and difficult to defend against once you get the hang of it. I only know the basics, but I doubt time spent with such a weapon would be wasted." Janius stopped to take a mouthful of his own breakfast. Looking to Kaleeth's portion, Janius noticed that she had left the inside of the meat far more pink than she normally did. Whether she had been doing so for a while without him noticing, Janius couldn't say, but it made him wonder. "I see you're trying the meat without completely drying it out over the fire first. What do you think of it? Tasty, no?"
Oi, Kyelin. Posting pants time!
So...stayed up late to wait for the site to get back up, now I'm super tired. G'night for the second time today, or something. Timezones, man.
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