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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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Looks like my idea for hain dog cavalry isn't going to work exactly as planned. After sifting past the research which was wailing bloggers screeching to "just don't ride dogs ever under any circumstances," I'm going to have to make a new creature.

Probably going to take some artistic licence and say it's a Slough creature. A canine with a weird big bone and muscle structure.

I'm probably overthinking it.
Ariel returned Rukeewei's look. Her answer was more confident than any previously given. "I want to help. Not for the money, but for Sabine and her family. They're in danger." Some uncertainty returned. "It will be hard to leave the shop and the inn, but I would like for you to come with me, Rukeewei."

Ariel looked away. "I'm sorry that I kept these secrets from you."
Ariel breathed in to speak after Rukeewei's first question and she held her breath as he added more and more. His last question caused her to close her mouth and let out her breath to try again.

"Yes, what I did tell you was true, everything I did say." Ariel slowly explained through her guilt. "I am a witch, I was in a coven in Vos, in Morrowind. I grew up there with my sister after we were taken in as orphans. I did want to move away and I was interested in Thorn after Meesei suggested it. It's just..." Ariel paused to rub her ear. "I...omitted a few things. It was Sabine's secret, really. It wasn't mine to reveal. I'll tell you how this really started..."

Ariel sighed and looked down, thinking. Finding out where to begin was hard, much more finding out how much detail she wanted to go into. She traded a glance with Sabine, who was remaining patient and quiet opposite the couple.

Ariel finally started with a low voice, occasionally looking at Rukeewei but mainly avoiding his gaze. "When Sabine was a girl, we had a group of cultists come to the coven. It was not uncommon, as witches often knew how to contact daedra on their summoning days. These cultists wished to contact Hircine, so we gathered the materials for the ritual. After trying for a long time, we knew that the ritual had failed and Hircine would not be speaking to the cultists. They were angered, thinking they had been tricked into giving us useless payment. They ended up transforming into werewolves in front of us and attacking. A few people were killed, but they were driven off. But...not before Sabine was struck by one."

Closing her eyes and bringing her forehead to her hand, Ariel hinted a twinge of emotion through her tone. "She was horribly wounded. We healed her, but she had been infected with lycanthropy. We did not remove it in time before it set in. We...contained her at first. The others wanted her out. I tried to convince them to help me find a cure, they told me that I would do it on my own and I set to work. I tried everything I knew of, devised knew things, became so involved that...I tried methods I felt deep regret for. Nothing worked."

Ariel lifted her head, taking a respite from her darker memories by explaining the facts. She made gestures with her hands to motion her words. "One of the things I discovered was a method for suppressing the beast spirit of a lycan. To force them to transform back into their original forms or keep them in their original forms. It was an inhaled substance. Unfortunately, it was no cure, in fact, it made the condition worse. Each time a lycan beast spirit was suppressed in such a way, it came back enraged and stronger later on. It dominated the mind of the host. There was no chance of controlling it under such conditions."

Sabine was looking off to one side at this point with a hand wrapped tightly around her other arm. Even coming to terms with such memories in the past did not make their discomforts completely disappear.

"Anyway," Ariel continued, lowering her hands and head again. "After a while, I knew that Sabine's best chance would be to get onto mainland Tamriel and find a place to live in the forest. I...had nowhere else to bring her. Taking her to anywhere civilised would risk the lives of those she was near. Staying with me in the wilds might have had me killed; her beast spirit saw me as...well, we were not on good terms. And as for a cure..." Ariel's next breath was shaky. "I had no cure. I was just...trying things that were hurting Sabine. I couldn't stand to keep going. She was going to die in a cage otherwise. Her beast spirit knew how to hunt for food on instinct, so I knew that she at least had a good chance at surviving. A better chance than anything else. It was the hardest thing I have ever done to leave her there."

Ariel had to pause with her eyes tightly closed, but Sabine's gentle voice chimed in. "Then I found Meesei."

That caused Ariel to look up and give a sad, tight-lipped smile. "That you did." She paused to allow Sabine to continue, though she didn't. Eventually, Ariel picked up again. "I did not see Sabine again for several years after that. The coven was not fond of my actions and banished me. With nowhere else to go, I set up a shop in Vos. Then, one day, Janius turned up in my shop and I...through means of my own, found out he was a lycan and tracked him to his pack. It was there that I found two things. I found my sister again, amongst a new family, and I found that their purpose for being near Vos was that cultists of Clavicus Vile who had been brewing something of a war against Hircine had a leader there. A leader who had procured my suppression gas from my old coven. You see, Meesei was no ordinary lycan alpha. She is something of a leader herself. The champion of Hircine. She and her pack are on such missions often, hence why they often travel."

Ariel nodded to Meesei. "I told Meesei what I knew and I took steps with the pack to go back to my coven, destroy my notes and any suppression gas they had, and then...I couldn't stay in Vos any longer. I knew the coven would come after me, or lycan hunters, or even more cultists of Clavicus Vile. With my words and Sabine speaking more about what happened, Meesei resolved to head south to have Sabine speak to the Hist to help with the horrible things that she...experienced. At my hand and all the matters surrounding. In return for my help with the gas and essentially giving up my life in Vos, Meesei repaid me by guiding me to Thorn and helping me to set up a new life here. The rest is nothing you don't know. Well, the Hist ritual worked, thank the light. There is that. Oh, and the war between Hircine and Vile has been raging for some time now, away from the public eye." Ariel had her hands clasped tightly on her lap. "I think that is all. I am not proud of it, but that is the truth about Sabine and me."

Sabine tried to reassure Ariel by bringing a hand to her upper arm and smiling.
No preference from me. I'll try to read it either way.
Ariel nodded. "If I did not know Sabine's family for as long as I have, I would think the same thing, Rukeewei." She pursed her lips and glanced at the floor. "This is not...normal. I won't pretend that it is. It is something that is generally kept out of public news." Ariel raised her palm and tilted it in a calming gesture with her speech. "It's strange, I know, it is a lot to take in. Look, perhaps instead of throwing everything at you, you can ask questions, yes? Ask anything you like, we won't keep anything from you, Rukee dear, I promise."

With a still worried brow, Ariel forced a smile to try and encourage Rukeewei. She wished that this was easier but there wasn't likely any way around the shock they put him into.
By Ariel's expression, she was still unhappy about the prospect of being rewarded so heavily for something she would try even without the financial incentive. Still, Rukeewei's concerns came to the forefront again. Ariel pat Rukeewei's hand and looked at his chest nervously.

"Well, there comes the second thing. You see...I wanted to explore the possibility of you coming with me." Ariel let out a single, anxious laugh and gave Meesei a glance. "I admit, visiting a...an entire clan of lycans is something I am worried about at well, but I trust Meesei if she thinks it is safe."

Ariel looked up at Rukeewei's eyes and continued. "There would be many things to sort out, but with what Meesei can provide as a down payment, you might hire an extra pair of hands or two to help your brother while you're away from the inn."
Farxus is sitting by himself in the frozen south, reading a book and being spied on by a crazy god. Anyone want to drop in for a visit since he doesn't really have a motive to travel right now (He will with the new turn and more might through).


We're all mad here :D

If Farxus is curious about the droningbird, he can always ask Minus about it.
The room went silent. Ariel was frozen holding Rukeewei's hand. She was facing Meesei with a blank expression. "You didn't just say 'ten thousand,' did you?" Ariel asked through her shock. "You didn't say what the reward would be before."

Sabine put her hands together on her lap and nodded with a small smile. "We need the antidote."

Ariel's bulging eyes wandered in front of herself. Her relatively level tone was an attempt to not be so bewildered. "You said you had organised. I never could have...ten thousand..." Ariel lifted her arm to Meesei and gave her a worried look. "That's too much, surely. You know you don't need to. I'm helping as a friend and a sister!"

At this point, Ariel was so distracted that she had almost forgotten about explaining the rest of the situation to Rukeewei.
Ariel didn't need a lycan nose to pick up on Rukeewei's panic. She leaned forward to take his hand and look him in the eyes. "It's okay, Rukeewei. They are not those things at all." She brought her other hand to her chest and spoke softly in lisped Jel. "I travelled with them for long enough to know that they are not going to harm anyone, okay? Trust me."

Ariel switched back to Cyrodilic for Sabine's sake, but did not take her worried eyes off Rukeewei. "Sabine and her pack are here because they need my help. I want to share this all with you so you know what is going on, but it is complicated. Is that okay?"

"We will not hurt anyone, Rukeewei," Sabine quietly confirmed.
Ariel sat close to Rukeewei, but she looked down and held onto her wrist. "Sabine, Meesei, you're sure?"

Sabine smiled. "We are sure, sister. You can explain as much as you know."

Even with the assurances, Ariel was hesitant. She took a moment before beginning.

"Where to start..." Ariel sighed. With a twinge of guilt on her face, Ariel turned her head up to Rukeewei. "Rukee, you know how I told you about Sabine's condition? Well, even though I told you that it was a private matter of hers, I...wasn't being completely upfront about why she was with her diverse, travelling foster family. You see.." Ariel bared her teeth with tension and lowered her voice. "They're werewolves. Sabine and her family. Well, Kaleeth is a werecrocodile and Leaps is just a wamasu, but...well, they are lycanthropes. That's the first thing."

Partly feeling guilty and partly wanting to pace the information for Rukeewei's sake, Ariel paused to see his reaction.
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