Sorry, I had a busy day. I need to know about this timeskip, how far or for how long would Meesei be willing to track Harriet for? Harriet's movements are much faster than Galsek's ever were.
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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.
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P.S. Not having breakfast can make you weary. That's for sure!
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Far from any shock, Vera nodded solemnly. It was obvious that she had prepared herself for this eventuality. "I understand. I will do my very best. And...thank you for all of the help you have provided so far, champion." Vera looked sheepishly between Darahil and Oswall, her former equals. "You two are fine with this?"
Oswall's face twisted into a smile as he snorted, "Always thinking of others before yourself, Vera." He clapped a hand against her shoulder, "We shall follow you 'till the end. May it be far into the horizon."
"I trust the champion's decision in this, Vera," Darahil said.
"Well then..." Vera took a deep, invigorating breath and stood up a little straighter, "...we had best get to work. Champion, is there anything else you wished to discuss while we are gathered? I intend to hold a meeting tonight. There are several matters that need addressing."
Oswall's face twisted into a smile as he snorted, "Always thinking of others before yourself, Vera." He clapped a hand against her shoulder, "We shall follow you 'till the end. May it be far into the horizon."
"I trust the champion's decision in this, Vera," Darahil said.
"Well then..." Vera took a deep, invigorating breath and stood up a little straighter, "...we had best get to work. Champion, is there anything else you wished to discuss while we are gathered? I intend to hold a meeting tonight. There are several matters that need addressing."
"The answer to that question may be simple or complicated, depending on your understanding of the mind, champion." Darahil changed the way he held his hands such that one fist was enclosed in his other hand. "You will have noticed by now that the way I speak, think, and hold myself is different to most. My decisions are as such as well. I may have an eye for detail and nuance, but the way I exploit that information to take a course of action is...it has been described as too brutal. I saw the way it affected the clan when I was previously leader and it was one of the reasons that I stepped down. The clan was efficient and orderly under my rule, but not content, not happy. They felt the pain of one another where I did not. Therefore, however deeply I can academically understand the behaviour of others, there is something innate in others that I always miss. At the same time, the decisions I make tend to incite a fear that detracts from others giving needed advice. It is not an optimal arrangement for the clan or myself."
Darahil angled his head upward slightly, "Do not mistake me for a madman. There are others like myself that thrive on cruelty and power, but I garner no such enjoyment from it. I wish nothing but for the welfare of the clan and the continuation of my research. Thus, I believe my role is best limited to advice, assistance, and reasoning, not supreme leadership. I have found that the leaders of the clan are wise enough to utilise me to those ends." Darahil leaned forward, searching Meesei's face, "Do you understand what I describe, champion?"
Darahil angled his head upward slightly, "Do not mistake me for a madman. There are others like myself that thrive on cruelty and power, but I garner no such enjoyment from it. I wish nothing but for the welfare of the clan and the continuation of my research. Thus, I believe my role is best limited to advice, assistance, and reasoning, not supreme leadership. I have found that the leaders of the clan are wise enough to utilise me to those ends." Darahil leaned forward, searching Meesei's face, "Do you understand what I describe, champion?"
G'night!
"It would be nice, yes," Fendros looked up to the soot-covered ceiling of dining hall and searched with his hand for Ahnasha's hand. He weaved his fingers with hers and closed his eyes with a deep sigh. "I didn't realise it until now, but this is the first time since we arrived that we can just...relax."
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Darahil took his time seating himself. He looked around the room as if he were searching for something, but for what, he didn't say. "Thank you for accommodating my desire for keeping my opinion between us. I have some details to share, yes. We'll start with Oswall."
What followed was said in a level tone, despite Darahil's word choices. It felt like a disconnection that Darahil expressed. "What he said about himself is largely true, but it also means that he will carry his leadership style to all of whom that are not soldiers. He is not used to confiding in others, to relate to them and have them relate to him in turn. He is also rash, working off instinct and intuition. While this serves well on the battlefield with his prior experience, it does not serve operating around complex issues. You would have seen as much in his behaviour before Harriet was found guilty. Not only this, but while he broke expectations by giving a considered answer regarding his own and Vera's merits, in a supreme position, he is stubborn and often uncompromising. He is not flexible. That said, his rule would enforce a stability forged with respect and decisiveness. He is still our best military commander, and if this clan is to participate in the war, we may benefit from his leadership."
"As for Vera..." Darahil changed the angle that he held his head. It was the only expressive movement that he had given thus far. "...She is far more nurturing, and would do much better in managing the clan's internal affairs. Given the tumult of recent events, stability from her would work far better in the long term. However, she is right in saying that her feelings often affect her decisions. The difference is that she is far more open to advice, and may be kept level by sound input. If she is forced to make a difficult decision, she will do so wisely after gathering all pertinent information. That said, the loss of her husband has struck her harder than she would ever dare to admit. I fear that if she gives too much to this clan, it will wear her down. If she is selected, she will require more support than Oswall, but will, in my opinion, bring the clan safely out of the darkness of this flux with the least damage."
Darahil leaned his crutch against a nearby crate and folded his hands together in front of his chin. "In conclusion, Champion, the leadership decision will be a trade-off. Neither candidate could ever replace Jerrick completely, though he was tempered by experience and mentoring." His folded hands bent forward towards Meesei at the wrists, "Your decision must be based on the priorities you would place on this clan and the changes you would make. Know that either way, we shall stay together as a council." He lowered his hands, "Is there anything else you would have of me now?"
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Darahil took his time seating himself. He looked around the room as if he were searching for something, but for what, he didn't say. "Thank you for accommodating my desire for keeping my opinion between us. I have some details to share, yes. We'll start with Oswall."
What followed was said in a level tone, despite Darahil's word choices. It felt like a disconnection that Darahil expressed. "What he said about himself is largely true, but it also means that he will carry his leadership style to all of whom that are not soldiers. He is not used to confiding in others, to relate to them and have them relate to him in turn. He is also rash, working off instinct and intuition. While this serves well on the battlefield with his prior experience, it does not serve operating around complex issues. You would have seen as much in his behaviour before Harriet was found guilty. Not only this, but while he broke expectations by giving a considered answer regarding his own and Vera's merits, in a supreme position, he is stubborn and often uncompromising. He is not flexible. That said, his rule would enforce a stability forged with respect and decisiveness. He is still our best military commander, and if this clan is to participate in the war, we may benefit from his leadership."
"As for Vera..." Darahil changed the angle that he held his head. It was the only expressive movement that he had given thus far. "...She is far more nurturing, and would do much better in managing the clan's internal affairs. Given the tumult of recent events, stability from her would work far better in the long term. However, she is right in saying that her feelings often affect her decisions. The difference is that she is far more open to advice, and may be kept level by sound input. If she is forced to make a difficult decision, she will do so wisely after gathering all pertinent information. That said, the loss of her husband has struck her harder than she would ever dare to admit. I fear that if she gives too much to this clan, it will wear her down. If she is selected, she will require more support than Oswall, but will, in my opinion, bring the clan safely out of the darkness of this flux with the least damage."
Darahil leaned his crutch against a nearby crate and folded his hands together in front of his chin. "In conclusion, Champion, the leadership decision will be a trade-off. Neither candidate could ever replace Jerrick completely, though he was tempered by experience and mentoring." His folded hands bent forward towards Meesei at the wrists, "Your decision must be based on the priorities you would place on this clan and the changes you would make. Know that either way, we shall stay together as a council." He lowered his hands, "Is there anything else you would have of me now?"
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"That's the long and the short of it, yes," Janius said, "In the meantime, worry as much or as little as you dare, but be sure to trust in us." Janius smiled and gave Kaleeth a quick kiss. "I love you."
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Fendros looked with his head still hung over to Ahnasha and couldn't help but give a small smile at the prospect of yet more training. Just because all the emotion had been drained out of the situation, that didn't mean that Ahna was going to let Fendros' behaviour slide. He was almost going to joke that they try to train Leaps to replace Rhazii's soiled loincloths when his attention was brought to Kaleeth and Janius.
"I didn't imagine him so much as getting together with Kaleeth in the first place." Fendros tried to lay back again to rest properly, "He has changed quite a bit since meeting her. I don't think we'll see the last of it any time soon."
Fendros stroked his hand over Rhazii's head. The way the cub slept like a rock at a moment's notice was astonishing to him sometimes, at least until he was inevitably awakened by something. "It would be nice for Rhazii to grow up beside someone closer to his age." Fendros' eyes found Ahnasha's again, "Whether or not Kaleeth and Janius have children, do you think we could convince Meesei for the pack to stay here for a while? I mean, it's safer for Rhazii. There's help, education, and friends for him as well. I know it's not like us to stay still, it doesn't have to be for too long, but..." Fendros trailed off.
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Whether out of politeness or uncertainty, neither Oswall nor Vera spoke immediately. Vera eventually encouraged Oswall to start with a low wave of her hand.
"Very well..." Oswall cleared his throat loudly, "I still believe that my place is with the coordination of the clan's fighters and the defence of our home. My realms are in discipline, training, and organisation. However, I have learned that my judgement has not been the wisest in dealing with this leadership strife. I was deceived too often, and acted too defensively and suspiciously. In that, the greater needs of the clan were ignored compared to my own position, and I must own up to that mistake." Oswall pointed a thumb to Vera, "I personally believe Vera to be more in tune with the clan as a whole, and will act in its interest at all times. She has the humility to admit when she is wrong, and the willingness to make up for it. That is not to say that she is easily manipulated; her wisdom is better found in full leadership than mine."
Whatever Vera had planned to say, it was all lost in a look of bewilderment at Oswall. "I...um, I did not expect such praise. I don't think all of it to be completely true, but...if you say so." Vera looked down and paused. She let out an uneasy laugh as she failed to think of what to say initially. "Oswall, I feel like I too often let my own personal feelings get muddled in my decisions. We may not be perfect, but you are at least decisive in practical approaches." She glanced to Darahil, "What is your opinion, Darahil? I honestly don't know which of us would make for a better leader."
Darahil's normally stoic, mouth-full-of-needles expression now twitched whenever he put weight on his wounded hip. He didn't return Vera's gaze, rather he concentrated on the path ahead of him. "I would bear no ill will to either of you, but when I said that I would prefer to speak in confidence, I meant to speak with the Champion alone."
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Fendros looked with his head still hung over to Ahnasha and couldn't help but give a small smile at the prospect of yet more training. Just because all the emotion had been drained out of the situation, that didn't mean that Ahna was going to let Fendros' behaviour slide. He was almost going to joke that they try to train Leaps to replace Rhazii's soiled loincloths when his attention was brought to Kaleeth and Janius.
"I didn't imagine him so much as getting together with Kaleeth in the first place." Fendros tried to lay back again to rest properly, "He has changed quite a bit since meeting her. I don't think we'll see the last of it any time soon."
Fendros stroked his hand over Rhazii's head. The way the cub slept like a rock at a moment's notice was astonishing to him sometimes, at least until he was inevitably awakened by something. "It would be nice for Rhazii to grow up beside someone closer to his age." Fendros' eyes found Ahnasha's again, "Whether or not Kaleeth and Janius have children, do you think we could convince Meesei for the pack to stay here for a while? I mean, it's safer for Rhazii. There's help, education, and friends for him as well. I know it's not like us to stay still, it doesn't have to be for too long, but..." Fendros trailed off.
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Whether out of politeness or uncertainty, neither Oswall nor Vera spoke immediately. Vera eventually encouraged Oswall to start with a low wave of her hand.
"Very well..." Oswall cleared his throat loudly, "I still believe that my place is with the coordination of the clan's fighters and the defence of our home. My realms are in discipline, training, and organisation. However, I have learned that my judgement has not been the wisest in dealing with this leadership strife. I was deceived too often, and acted too defensively and suspiciously. In that, the greater needs of the clan were ignored compared to my own position, and I must own up to that mistake." Oswall pointed a thumb to Vera, "I personally believe Vera to be more in tune with the clan as a whole, and will act in its interest at all times. She has the humility to admit when she is wrong, and the willingness to make up for it. That is not to say that she is easily manipulated; her wisdom is better found in full leadership than mine."
Whatever Vera had planned to say, it was all lost in a look of bewilderment at Oswall. "I...um, I did not expect such praise. I don't think all of it to be completely true, but...if you say so." Vera looked down and paused. She let out an uneasy laugh as she failed to think of what to say initially. "Oswall, I feel like I too often let my own personal feelings get muddled in my decisions. We may not be perfect, but you are at least decisive in practical approaches." She glanced to Darahil, "What is your opinion, Darahil? I honestly don't know which of us would make for a better leader."
Darahil's normally stoic, mouth-full-of-needles expression now twitched whenever he put weight on his wounded hip. He didn't return Vera's gaze, rather he concentrated on the path ahead of him. "I would bear no ill will to either of you, but when I said that I would prefer to speak in confidence, I meant to speak with the Champion alone."
Kaleeth was getting close to Janius' answer. He though she would lead on to it before she wrapped her arms around her. "It won't come to that, but I promise that as long as I can help it, I won't let you hurt anyone." Janius returned the hug and held her for a few moments longer. When he pulled back, he kept his hands on her shoulders, "But you didn't quite guess correctly." He looked around briefly, "Plenty of people make friends and family here, but no werewolf can instinctively live in a pack of this size. Yet still, while some may not trust themselves yet, what keeps them safe is their trust in those around them. I had a chat with Oswall about this. They can feel safe because there will be people around to stop them doing harm." Janius angled his head forward, "You may not be a werewolf, and that may mean you're not part of a pack as far as our beasts are concerned, but you can trust us all. In fact, if I made a promise, I would like you to as well." Janius moved one palm to the back of Kaleeth's neck, "Will you promise to trust me?"
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Attention was brought to Darahil. He slid a nearby chair up and lowered himself carefully down with a wince. "If you would have my counsel in choosing a leader, Meesei, I would rather do so in confidence. I suggest we resolve Harriet first. I did not see her during the battle or afterwards, what does everyone else know?"
Vera shrugged, "Only the same as you do, Darahil. I didn't see her amongst those who came through the corridor."
"The last I saw of her was when we were cornering the last of the main force before assaulting the corridor." Darahil said gruffly, "If she escaped during that time, no one would have stopped her. She would have a few hours head start on any search party, and in freshly fed beast form, no less. If we were to send out a group to hunt her, it would take from the manpower we have and slow our recovery. If she sent for another attack, she would have succeeded by now, though judging by how she behaved on the previous hunt, I would not think that is the case."
"It's getting cold and dark outside," Vera added, "The warriors are tired from the day. We have higher priorities here. I would rather have as many as we can to stay behind to help."
Darahil gave a nod of acknowledgement. "I see no reason to track her immediately, then."
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"...Right..." Fendros opened his eyes again and stared at his knees. "You're right. I trust you. I just...I don't know, I just can't bear to see you in danger. My mind just..." Fendros lifted a hand and gestured to his head indirectly without straining his wounds, "...gets overwhelmed. I get flashes of the...table and the chains. We were both helpless then. I can't let that happen again." Fendros lowered his head and closed his eyes again, this time to discourage crying, "I hope that the old Khajiit...Najirra, I hope he calls upon us. I would be willing to try anything at this point."
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Attention was brought to Darahil. He slid a nearby chair up and lowered himself carefully down with a wince. "If you would have my counsel in choosing a leader, Meesei, I would rather do so in confidence. I suggest we resolve Harriet first. I did not see her during the battle or afterwards, what does everyone else know?"
Vera shrugged, "Only the same as you do, Darahil. I didn't see her amongst those who came through the corridor."
"The last I saw of her was when we were cornering the last of the main force before assaulting the corridor." Darahil said gruffly, "If she escaped during that time, no one would have stopped her. She would have a few hours head start on any search party, and in freshly fed beast form, no less. If we were to send out a group to hunt her, it would take from the manpower we have and slow our recovery. If she sent for another attack, she would have succeeded by now, though judging by how she behaved on the previous hunt, I would not think that is the case."
"It's getting cold and dark outside," Vera added, "The warriors are tired from the day. We have higher priorities here. I would rather have as many as we can to stay behind to help."
Darahil gave a nod of acknowledgement. "I see no reason to track her immediately, then."
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"...Right..." Fendros opened his eyes again and stared at his knees. "You're right. I trust you. I just...I don't know, I just can't bear to see you in danger. My mind just..." Fendros lifted a hand and gestured to his head indirectly without straining his wounds, "...gets overwhelmed. I get flashes of the...table and the chains. We were both helpless then. I can't let that happen again." Fendros lowered his head and closed his eyes again, this time to discourage crying, "I hope that the old Khajiit...Najirra, I hope he calls upon us. I would be willing to try anything at this point."
G'night!
I don't think it'll be important to detail tracking Harriet. How successful Lorag or any other group is at it would depend on how far they're willing to go.
I don't think it'll be important to detail tracking Harriet. How successful Lorag or any other group is at it would depend on how far they're willing to go.
It's all good.
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