Muttonhawk

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Llarasa nodded her head at an angle in understanding. "Well, I don't want to sound stubborn, but it might simply be that it is influencing you in other ways." With one hand she closed the book in front of her, revealing the image of Azura's star on the front. "Like the book said, the serpent is not a very consistent sign."

Fendros leaned back in his seat and wove his fingers together on the table. "If we notice anything, I'm sure we could let you know in a letter. Although, sister it has been a while since we arrived and we've not been able to catch up properly. We didn't even get to talk for long in the Imperial City. Why don't you tell me about what's changed in town?"

The next two hours or so we're spent catching up to speed on all the more mundane events in and around Cheydinhal since Fendros left. Much of the updating was given with explanations to Ahnasha, who no doubt had little in the way of local knowledge.

It was during this time that Fendros felt as though it was worth returning. He shared laughs and stories with his siblings like they had only been apart for a few days. The previous guilt that seemed to weigh him down obscured itself until they realised how.much time they had spent. The time soon came to move on.

The four of them shuffled into the hallway near the door before Fendros looked up the stairs with a frown. "Llarasa, before we go, we should forward an invitation to mother for our wedding."

Llarasa's smile faded into anxiety again. "How did you want to go about it?"

"She would have calmed down by now," Fendros said, keeping his eyes upstairs. "I think we should see her in person." He turned to Ahnasha and put a hand on her shoulder. "Are you comfortable coming with me? Is there anything you wanted to say to her?"

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

Guys! I finally found something that visually shows Logos's wings. I've always tried to stress this 'aetherial' concept but could never do justice cause yknow, wings.

Look what I just found on Youtube!

youtu.be/5J4Yu9oauxY

@Dawnscroll

I would confidently bet that there's an RP in the 1x1 section with a similar premise to that trailer.

I will now imagine Logos' wings as disproportionately tiny C:

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

We can move on whenever you like. I could summarise the rest of Fendros and Ahnasha's visit and skip to departing the vineyard in the next post.

What did you want to move onto next? I've got nothing much to justify making a scene for visiting the temple to arrange the marriage. We could do the scene with Meesei and Sabine next, unless there's something else you'd want to do.

Also, I've handed up my last assignment today. I have a bunch of stuff tomorrow and the day after, but expect my posting rate to increase soon...finally.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Llarasa smiled and stifled a laugh. "Not me, for all the curiosity I might have about the signs." She sat up straight in her chair and gestured to herself. "I was born under the sign of the warrior, as it happens. Every book I have read about it totes warrior children to have an edge in fighting and warring. I have never been the fighting type, so even if it did have an effect, I've never really experienced it."

Fendros and Llarasa both gave Monderyn expectant looks. He had to be encouraged back into the conversation by Fendros before his silence became awkward. "Why don't you tell Ahna your sign, Monderyn? It's probably affected you, right?"

"If you're talking about the time when I was sick with the rattles for a week when I was a child, I do not think it was my birthsign that saved my life," Monderyn said cynically.

Llarasa shook her head at her brother's stubbornness. "He was born under the lord," she said with her head angled down in Ahnasha's direction. "He tends to heal faster than most, and he doesn't like fire."

"I would rather you wouldn't say that, sister," Monderyn complained with one narrowed eye.

Llarasa chuckled, "Oh, come now. I know you haven't been afraid of fire since we were children."

Fendros remained smiling, but his eyes dimmed when the talk of fear of fire brought his mind to Rhazii. "Let's not pick on Monderyn, Llarasa. What can you tell us about the serpent?"

"Well, it's rather special compared to the other constellations," Llarasa placed her hands on the table again and returned to the book. "It tends to move around in a unique way, making it difficult to predict. Other signs line up with the seasons or other times in the year, this sign slithers around on its own. People, by chance, can be born under it rather than the regular sign for that time."

"What does it do?" Fendros asked.

Llarasa hummed again, this time unsure. "It is not very consistent. Certainly very strange. Some serpents, under desperate conditions, cause an attacking animal or person to be wracked with great pain, or be frozen in place. Others can -- again in desperate spots -- flush their entire bodies of toxins and magic and merely touch someone to hurt them, at the cost of becoming incredibly tired. Most of the time, it has something to do with harming someone for some kind of cost, and sometimes recovering from deadly conditions." Llarasa turned her head up to Ahnasha with thin lips. "Have you ever been in a situation where someone or some creature is too close and they freeze up for a moment when you have touched them? Or, maybe, you have recovered from a great injury or poison without apparent explanation?"

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

My last assignment for the semester is due tomorrow. I'll likely resume writing posts in the latter part of the week.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Llarasa had already retrieved a book from a shelf in the hallway and brought it back to the table by the time Ahnasha had finished her words. Llarasa flipped through the pages with her eyes glued to the daedric script within, flanking the pictures of constellations on each page. "That would be quite extraordinary to see," Llarasa commented. "I confess, I do not know magic widely enough to know beyond our own family's traditions, much less the mages guild. I've heard stories about amazing things that could be done with old magic." She shrugged. "I also do agree that there is more to one than their birthsign. It is merely a curiosity of mine."

Finally, after taking a sip of tea, Monderyn's curiosity overcame his withdrawn demeanour. He looked to Ahnasha with his brow lowered with scepticism. "How does an Argonian get taught ancient magicks? You make her sound like a Psijic monk."

"She's no Psijic." Fendros grinned. "She simply learned from the natives of Black Marsh. They have their own old magic, Meesei just developed it a bit further, I think."

Llarasa hummed curiously at the page in front of her.

Fendros turned his head. "What is it?"

For a moment, Llarasa did not respond, instead silently counting on her fingers. Fendros was about to ask again when she cast her eyes up to Ahnasha and spoke. "I do not want to sound rude, Ahnasha, but are you about twenty six years old? Give or take a year?" She raised a finger and placed it on a page depicting three stars connected by a central fourth star between them. "You could be a serpent."

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

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Hey, it works that way in numerous other languages! In French you refer to a room in its entirety as being men even if there be a thousand women and one guy sitting in there.

All the cool kids are doing it! Get with the program or get the hell out; we hate you stupid old people!

@Cyclone

Damn it, Cyclone, I don't care about gendering ſhit. I juſt don't want the long ſ to give written Engliſh a liſp after the hundredſ of embaraſſing yearſ being the ſilly laughing ſtock of thoſe ſiniſter Europeanſ! ſend you ſome ſelf reſpect, I ſhould!

The long ſ can ſuck my ſlong.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

I won't make you look up Tamriel's calendar and do arithmetic. Llarasa is basically going to get out a book and work out Ahnasha's birthsign. You can summarise that if you like.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Monderyn's eyes were drawn to Ahnasha for an instant following her description of Meesei. Although, the mention of his father liking her elicited a small snort.

"You would have a birthsign, everyone does," Fendros answered. "Isn't that right, Llarasa?"

Llarasa smiled and began to explain. "Yes, it is hard to hide from the stars." She nodded to Ahnasha, "Most of the time, the signs only effect you subtly. It's so difficult, sometimes, that you wouldn't notice them for being anything more than natural differences between people." She gestured left and right. "Some people heal faster, some people are tougher or don't get sick as often. And then there are ones that are easy to notice, like Fendros' magicka."

"Correct," Fendros said. "I guess my little gift is squandered on me. I never had much talent for magic, Ahna, not just interest."

"I could look up your sign if you like, Ahnasha," Llarasa said, clasping her hands together. "When was your date of birth?"

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

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• You get to be an edgelord bringin' back the good ole grammar!

@Cyclone

There are some things where I prefer to stay out of the debate. This is not one of them.

Pleaſe don't go down thiſ path.

Edit: found the right character now.
Edit2: really found the right character now.