Muttonhawk

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

With everyone in agreement, all that was left to do was to wait for the potion. Gallus crossed his arms and scuffed his feet, but he seemed to be more in thought than anxious. He was working out the details of what he would say.

Faces turned towards the guard as he returned with a potion bottle in hand. Gallus closed the last couple of paces towards him and took the potion quickly. A quick inspection confirmed that it would be appropriate for this task.

Gallus had the cell opened again. This time, he made sure that Meesei was out of the prisoner's sight and scent. His approach was similar to before, stern and slow. He held the potion out as he knelt again so that the prisoner might as it, but he didn't let her touch it.

"Are you ready to answer?" Gallus said, sounding a little less icy now that he was prepared to face her. "What is your name?"

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Fendros was eating a bit too quickly at this point. He was glad for Irenya's advice, right up until she mentioned Cheydinhal. In that moment, a fleck of hair or blood was sucked into his throat accidentally. Fendros interrupted Irenya with a fit of coughing as he covered his mouth with his wrist and tried to bring out the foreign object.

"Agh, ahem, no," Fendros insisted through his struggle, "No, I don't think..." He coughed hard and swallowed. "Not a good idea..." His voice had a weak whistle to it, irritating him further. He took a moment to concentrate on getting his windpipe clear before trying to answer further.

"Cheydinhal," Fendros resumed, weakly, "Is where my family lives. My birth family."

Mid/High Casual - Divinus: The Deity Roleplay Mk.II

Slough's come together pretty well. I'm happy with this.

Mid/High Casual - Divinus: The Deity Roleplay Mk.II

...there really are no brakes on the Universal Bachelor Party train.

@Antarctic Termite

Universal Bachelor Party *HYPE train.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Thankfully, Gallus saw the intention for the woman to spit in his face far enough in advance that he was able to turn his face away as a reflex. She still landed a solid droplet on his cheek, but at least she didn't get him in the eye. Gallus sighed through his nose and wiped the spittle off with his sleeve. He knew that this would not be the last time he would be spat upon today.

Gallus turned his head to look at Meesei and Ri'vashi, but without any more movements from them, he turned back to the woman and responded. "I'm going off to get a potion that will relieve your pains for a while. When I come back, I will ask you the same question, and perhaps some more. For each satisfactory answer, I will give you a swig of the potion. Take this time to consider." Gallus stood up and turned on his toes to walk out of the cell without acknowledging any response from the woman.

Once he shut the door behind him, he addressed Meesei and Ri'vashi in a hushed, grave tone. "While it is pitiful, this presents an opportunity. This woman has been tortured by her phantom pains all night. That saves us the trouble if she's willing to take relief for answers. However," Gallus looked to Meesei, "I don't think she'll be cooperative with the one who took the arm off in the first place. What are your thoughts, both?"

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"...Okay," Fendros said slowly. Irenya's response was not as forthcoming as he wanted, but it was not unexpected. She was a stubborn sort. "Well...actually, if you're okay with it, and if you really want to help, then..." Fendros clasped one of his hands in the other and looked at them nervously. "You wouldn't happen to know...how to run a Tribunal wedding, would you? Weddings between Dunmer where I grew up were so few and far between that I never actually witnessed one. Until now, I hadn't really entertained that particular route because I thought no Tribunal priest would marry me to a Khajiit."

Mid/High Casual - Divinus: The Deity Roleplay Mk.II

You say this, but it wasn't before a quick edit that I accidentally posted 'great' instead of 'greatest'. A lost syllable would have made me sound far less one with the universe.

Mid/High Casual - Divinus: The Deity Roleplay Mk.II

His phallus measured
To greatest length with his rhyme
Yet found no poontang

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

The walk to the dungeon was punctuated with a spring in Gallus' step. He knew that the interrogation would be a sordid business, but he felt as though there was valuable information to be had. However, Gallus' confident expression faltered when he heard the words of the impostor imprisoned through the doorway to the cell they opened first. She was pitiful, really. Her apparent pain was not something that Gallus had braced himself for. As well, the complete absence of an arm was as confronting as ever. Her burns, covered by fresh bandages, bordered the stump of her shoulder with cringe-inducing deformity.

Gallus put on a stern face to hide his feelings and slowly stepped into the cell. He needed to try and understand this woman properly in order to give the right approach, but it seemed like she had been in such constant torture that she was broken already. Gallus stepped up to the woman and took a knee on the floor in front of her, staring into her face. "We need to know your name," Gallus said monotonously. Her response would dictate her real disposition.

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Fendros straightened, listened to Irenya, and blinked. When she was done, he glanced away, took a small breath, and gave a small, conceding nod. "This is true, I'll grant," Fendros said, also rather uncomfortably, but not pushing Irenya away, "We could do something. I suppose it would...not have to be a great..." Fendros trailed off as his face scrunched up a bit. He faced Irenya as if she was wearing a silly hat, "I'm sorry, it is not a problem or anything, but, it's just surprising to hear this from you, Irenya. Can I ask why you are interested in this?"

Mid/High Casual - Divinus: The Deity Roleplay Mk.II

You want nit picking? I thought Latin didn't have commas >:P

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

"Certaintly," Gallus said after swallowing the last of his meal. He didn't seem discouraged at all by Meesei's concerns, but took in her words attentively. "Though, first I would take a look at all of them, try to inspect their temperaments, and construct a more informed plan."

Gallus stood up from his seat and waved to Uthri. "See you, Uthri."

Uthri just nodded respectively.

"We should go and see them now, I think," Gallus said to Meesei and Ri'vashi.

Irenya's following question gave Fendros pause. Now things were beginning to get clearer. Fendros lifted his brow and gave her a sideways look, before looking down and thinking carefully about what to say. He saw no reason to be anything less than honest for the most part. It was not as if Irenya's high opinion was required to validate them.

"Well...in a word, no," Fendros started. He narrowed one eye and rubbed his upper arm with his free hand. "But, you see, it's not straight-forward. We come from different backgrounds, different ceremonies for marriage and all that. Hircine's cult doesn't really formalise such relationships, so it's been like that so far; de facto." Fendros shrugged, "If we were to go through a ceremony, well, it would either be in the Tribunal Temple, in the eyes of our ancestors and the reclamations, or with the Temple of the Eight. Neither of us are especially attached to those religions any more, but...we would have to decide, we would have to work out how to do it, and..." Fendros peered over to Irenya, "To be honest, I don't think it's been on our minds."

A glint of dishonesty came through Fendros' tone as he finished speaking. It was more likely with all that had been going on recently, that he would rather not be thinking about marriage, in spite of the thoughts lingering.

Mid/High Casual - Divinus: The Deity Roleplay Mk.II

<Snipped quote by Muttonhawk>

I thought I could see a frame in the middle of the explosion and the snake, so I just spent the past several minutes of my time trying to find it, only for it to be this random shit:



What am I doing with my life?

@Hael

Blame the rush job gif conversion. If you wanted to see the source, you could have just asked...