Muttonhawk

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Calia nodded in understanding. "There are plenty of wooded areas nearby that would suit that purpose. As for that...ring of Hircine, I am no expert on such things enough to prove that Meesei is a champion, but inspecting what should be a Daedric artifact is enough for me to believe you." Calia shook her head. "You must reasonably assume that I would be upset if you were lying to me, Ahnasha, but I only wish to confirm what Fendros has been through with his lycanthropy. Any wide sweeping networks or communication with Daedra is concerning, but not anything I could find use in trying to control."

"There there, Newt," Janius cooed with his son in his arms. He picked him up and walked to a nearby pew to calm him down away from Monderyn. "I am sorry that you had a fright. Uncle Monderyn is just a bit grumpy. Perhaps leave him be for a while, okay?"

As Kaleeth approached, Janius spoke to her in a more level tone. "Newt got a bit excited and Monderyn was a bit surprised by his embrace, I think. No harm done."

Monderyn had not followed, instead paying attention to Meesei. "I...see." Monderyn looked down, appearing somewhat guilty. "I am sorry, I doubt Rhazii and myself have much to speak about."

The scene had garnered everyone's attention at this point. Seeing that there was no immediate problem, most returned to their conversations, but Fendros was looking on at Monderyn with a curious expression.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Calia did not share Ahnasha's humour. "It would be very difficult, I believe, to prove much of what you are claiming if what you say must be kept secret." Calia spoke with a careful pace. "I would prefer to give certain belief to things I can know. Perhaps, before you all leave, I might see this...other form that you all are afflicted to assume?"

Monderyn lifted his elbows slightly when Newt grabbed his leg. His face twisted in sudden anger. "Get off!" he grunted through his teeth.

Janius' smile disappeared at the small outburst. While Monderyn was not raising his hands to strike, Janius recognised his hostility from the episode in the Imperial City. He squat down and held out his arms to Newt. "Come here, Newt, don't crowd Monderyn so much."

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

I was thinking of creating a creature to eat and denature the acalya, but I guess what you bring up is a decent set of questions.

Do acalya function purely through some kind of protein dealio, or is there some kind of god-might or magic holding it together?

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Awesome! Best of luck, mate.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Application? Are you going for a job?

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Calia kept a small smile, but the way her brow was strained gave the slightest hint that what Ahnasha was saying was too much to believe. "I am glad that you know how strange this is all sounding, Ahnasha. I am trying my best, but everything since yesterday has been stranger than anything I have heard in decades."

The hand that Calia clasped in her lap curled into a fist and she turned her head to look into space. "Perhaps you could elaborate on how you two have...created a society, as you put it. Is it merely this 'pack' you are in or are there a few more lycanthropes that you have helped?"

Monderyn turned his head up to Janius for a moment, taking a moment to try to understand what Newt was exactly asking. His eyes went to Fendros and he opened his mouth to speak. However, Fendros was busy speaking and had his back turned. Monderyn tried his best to provide Newt a straight answer with an unsure look at the child. "I am Fendros' brother. Rhazii is Fendros' son, so he is my nephew and I..." Monderyn swallowed. "...am Rhazii's uncle."

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

I've got a shift soon. I'll say g'night here.

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

Here I am reading BBeast's post and my head is trying to visualise the technical details. All of a sudden I have no chance of thinking because this starts looping and looping and looping and looping...

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Calia was still as a statue. "Ahnasha, I am unsure what to say," she responded. "You are certain it was Mephala? If it was, I would suggest you tread carefully in different ways than you might think. She may be a patron of our people, but her nature is to sow discord. If not upon you, then someone else. If she has brought her attention to you, you might be the catalyst of much discord indeed."

Monderyn's line of dialogue was not immediately interrupted by Newt. Instead, Newt was given glances at first. Monderyn was apparently hoping that the Argonian child would eventually go away. The time Newt spent standing, coupled with how close he decided to stand, eventually drew Monderyn's full attention.

"What do you want?" Monderyn asked, lacking the usual high voiced endearment that Newt normally received.

Janius put a hand on his hip and smiled curiously at Newt. "What's on your mind, little Newt?"

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Sabine smiled and nodded twice. "I think so."

The pair emerged from the separate chamber and rejoined with the ongoing conversations. Monderyn and Janius seemed to be finding some common ground enough for Monderyn to open up a little more, though he kept glancing at Newt strangely. Llarasa, meanwhile, was speaking with Kaleeth and Gallus, hearing both of their stories in turn. Llarasa had been revelling in all the time she had to actually get to know her brother's friends compared to the last time. Fendros just had to make sure that Gallus did not try anything untoward.

Calia had to stop and process that last part. It wasn't clear whether she was surprised or confused. Probably both. "You know, translated into Dunmeris, that is a turn of phrase describing interpersonal drama. I have not heard it in a while. Is that what you mean? Did you and Fendros have a disagreement or...?"