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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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Gallus pushed off the table and looked at the ceiling for a moment. He quickly started to conjecture, "Well, the obvious answer would be to put feral lycans close to populated areas. If there's an upsurge in werewolf attacks with lots of dead evidence, then the local authorities might start hunting for us. I'm willing to bet that Vile has men on the inside of those authorities to push all the right decisions." Gallus turned to one side and started to pace around while looking at the floor. "If they have suppression gas in this room, it would be easy to subdue them until release."

"It is not that," Sabine spoke up without turning around. Everyone looked to her as she pointed to the bottles. "That is not the suppression formula."

"It isn't? Then what is it?" Fendros asked.

Sabine hesitated to answer, "...It does something else. Something similar, but..."

Fendros walked up to the notes. They made about as much sense as before. "What does it do, Sabine?"

"I do not know," she mumbled nervously. "It affects a beast spirit. That is all I know. There are ingredients here that I do not recognise."

Meanwhile, Janius gave a thankful smile to Kaleeth and stepped into the cage. He squat down beside the unconscious Khajiit woman and shook her shoulder. "Hello? Anyone in there? We're here to get you out of here. Come, wake up."
@Hygswitch, if you wanted your character to fill Teknall's demigod spot, I won't necessarily call dibs. I already have my own full god in the mix and, like I said for Skyrte, I don't want people missing out. If it turns out that your character is hard to salvage, perhaps Conata should have a sister, no? What do you think?
@Muttonhawk, I had never thought of the demigod of metalworking being a female! I love how it breaks the stereotype of thick-armed short guy.


Well, I didn't want to just make a mini-me version of Teknall.

@Muttonhawk That being said, it's a pretty cool character you made there. And most likely my concept is still salvageable, I had to get to work on it some more anyways. Teknall seems to be a pretty popular god right now.


Sorry xP. Play around with domain and portfolio. I'm sure it'll be fine.

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Wasn't Skryte supposed to be the Demi-God of metallurgy?


I'll be honest, I had a late night last night, I completely forgot about Skyrte's CS. If Skyrte comes back to play I'll readily withdraw my character. I don't want to be a cop-out.
[@Everyonebodypeople], but especially @BBeast. Here's a draft of the demigod I've been brewing instead of finishing assignments. It turned out a little different to what I thought, but whatever. Let me know what you all think.

Gallus considered speaking up to question why they were stopping, but if he were honest, he needed a quick break from the fighting. Some soldiers kept the door beyond under guard while the rest of them placed their weapons to one side and began rifling through the laboratory.

Janius looked over the unconscious lycans in the cages. He verified that they were alive first, wondering what manner of treatment they had been receiving. "Test subjects..." Janius murmured in a guess. He raised his voice to the others, "These fellows are breathing. If you spot a key or something to open these cages, speak up."

The moment of calm allowed Sabine to ground herself, but taking in the details of the laboratory was not particularly helpful. The smell of blood at least overwhelmed her nose, but the sights were too familiar. She stood staring at the cages for a while, slowly moving to the alchemy table nearby. Apart from wide eyes, her face was blank and she was taking short, shivering breaths.

The notes by the alchemical equipment were obviously a focal point. Fendros was the first to reach them, holding his sword under his arm as he tried deciphering them. He quickly turned a few pages before looking to Sabine. "I can't make sense of this. Sabine?"

Sabine lifted her eyes to Fendros and regained enough focus to step forward and look over the notes. Her eyes were also drawn to the bottles. Apprehensively, she leaned in to waft some of its scent.

Fendros moved on to the other documents and Gallus soon joined him. "If they have a plan," Gallus mentioned, "They'd have to have some part of it here. There's no other reason."
The fight concentrated until all of the enemy soldiers in the room were either killed or pushed out of the egress they were defending. Blood flew from stained weapons and shouts of anger and pain mixed together with the steel and terror. Whatever the defenders held so dearly would soon be revealed.

Sabine nearly jumped when Peiter interrupted her healing of one of the soldiers. She glanced up to look at him with a fear in her eyes before looking straight back at the wound of their ally. It was a nasty gash of a silver sword that can cut through the thigh of his gambeson. He was writhing from the pain, even under Sabine's treatment. A few moments later of avoiding Peiter's question, Sabine was satisfied that she had done all she could and that the soldier would live. She let his comrades carry him back to other healers.

It was only then that Sabine stood up and caught Peiter's eye again. She had just about forgotten his words, evident by her flustered response. "I am...I am okay. I just drew too close," she quickly mumbled. She raised her right hand up to take Peiter's upper arm, but stopped and looked at the blood still weeping all over it. She awkwardly raised her other hand to his arm instead. Peiter didn't seem wounded at all, much to her relief. "We cannot stop, do not-"

"Peiter!" Gallus voice barked out in a crack of impatience. he was just behind the melee. "Here! Now! The fight's not over!"
With the power of Lorag's words and actions, it was a wonder that the enemy didn't break on the spot. No one was unsure about his orders. Janius and Fendros carried on behind him with a war cry that spread to the soldiers behind them. The last formation, disrupted by Lorag's brute force, was swarmed upon.

Gallus did not join the charge, content to pause a moment to catch his breath. He opted to move to the far end of the formation to try and push in to surround them.

Sabine spotted no further mages in the vicinity, so she fell in with Ahnasha and the other archers. She wanted to avoid the melee from now on. Without a clear shot at the enemy, she decided to try and stabilise some of the injured friendly soldiers. Lycans were tenacious, but even they could bleed to death without help.

The lines met in the push led by Lorag and the fighting resumed, escalating to a point of failure on one side or the other. Fendros took on the Imperial that struck Lorag on the way in while Janius opened with a fire bolt to stagger another enemy, following through with his axe to the soldier's shoulder.
Cool beans.

I'm busily doing my last couple of assignments. Hopefully I'll be done by next week.
I might have gotten confused. Did Kaleeth always have a sword in this fight?
Lorag's arrival was nothing if not a welcome relief. Gallus finished mortally wounding one more of the enemy's front line before stepping back to shout a report back. "They're holding fast here! We have to break through!"

Even if the words were directed at Lorag and his reinforcements, Fendros ducked into the fight once more in response to keep the pressure up.

Sabine's head was turned to the reinforcements as well. She did not pause long after she spotted Peiter. She didn't even call out to him. She couldn't stop now. In an effort to be more conservative with her magicka, she shot out carefully aimed ice spikes between the lines to weaken the enemy. Allies were getting struck left and right, but she knew she had to keep her reserves high in case one of Gallus' or her own packmates were injured. It was getting hard enough to aim her spells with how close she came to death just seconds before.

While Janius' ploy to injure the redguard succeeded, the retribution against Kaleeth forced him to leave the opportunity unexploited. He rushed the Redguard shield first and pushed him away to get around to the Suthay-raht, before swinging for his sword arm to get it away from Kaleeth at the very least.
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