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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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Gee, spoilers
As impressed as Ariel was, the sight of a multi-legged, spiked, shuddering metal insect scuttling towards her was perturbing to say the least. She kept her hands firmly on her legs while seated and leaned away from the Dwemer spider with a tight smile.

"That is generous of you, but I think I can manage." Ariel's eyes turned up to Brenann. "I fear my husband would attack it on sight with a chair," she said, visualising herself attacking the spider with a chair.

Sabine was not quite as apprehensive. She leaned and reached to touch the spider's metallic chassis with her finger. A harder nudge caused the spider to extend only one of its legs further out to remain standing still. "How smart is he?" Sabine asked.
Oh nice.
Vera spoke up. "We have been more comprehensive with our patrols since getting spheres to accompany them. No patrol is ever going to be purely made up of machines, but the manpower saved means that we have been able to explore the cavern further and keep a wider safe area around the city." Vera tilted her head to one side and lifted a hand. "Of course, trust was something to overcome. Well, it still is in some cases. As well, the spiders have been useful for retrieving items out of reach or in dangerous places. We have been able to recover yet more artifacts in our own territory thanks to them."

Even if it was perhaps not her place to speak, Ariel found words coming out of her mouth as she stared down at the spider on the table. "That is simply amazing! Do they work up on the surface?"
The opening comments on Ariel's arrival didn't fill her with confidence. She was sitting still and tense with her hands held tightly in her lap. She managed a friendly smile and nod at Tola at least, but she tripped over her speech.

"I- thank you. I...I hope I can be a help to you all." Ariel swallowed. "I know there were sacrifices in bringing me here. I don't want anyone here to think I came because I was miserly -- I very much appreciate...What I mean to say is that Sabine here is my flesh and blood. If she or her family or friends are in danger, and I could help, I would do so even without the reward."

Oswall grinned and chuckled behind his beard. He interrupted to give Ariel some reprieve. "Now, there's no need to prove your convictions here, young lady. It's Pierrette's job to be tight about our purse." He nodded and gestured an upturned hand. "Welcome to the Blackreach clan, or whatever the scouts want to call this place now."

"Indeed," Darahil spoke up with his trademark emotionless visage. "Prove yourself in the laboratory, not here, missus Montgrave."
The reality of Marcaille's response was perhaps more biting than Ariel's. Sabine pinched one of her fingers in front of herself and took a pause for a second thought.

"I will speak with her," Sabine said, discouraged.

Ariel leaned to one side to place a hand on Sabine's arm. "Another thing to consider, Sabine. If you end up losing contact with Marcaille before improving your skills of conjuration enough, Ahnasha might be willing to teach you what she has learned in the meantime."

Sabine did not look up. "Mmn," she hummed.



The tour continued on a short while after the short meeting with Marcaille. Sabine did not dwell on Marcaille's offer too much after they left. She wore a smile as she showed Ariel the rest of the scholar's compound.

The day ended after a meal and getting settled into Sabine's room for the night. There were no shortage of bedrolls to make use of, but Ariel and Rukeewei still had enough anxiety about this new place that they held each other tightly enough to use just one throughout the night.

Marcaille had predicted correctly. Sabine gently shook Ariel awake early in the morning to usher them to a meeting with Meesei. It was difficult to wake up without natural light, but stepping outside to bask in the light of the orb above the silent city was a close enough substitute.

Sabine sourced fresh clothing for Ariel and Rukeewei before guiding them to the council chambers. Ariel walked in bracing herself for a lot of sitting and talking.
Alright, so we could show both the naming day and the first transformations in scenes as we go, then.

Also, I've had this background thread going on that might raise the scale a bit, but that was slowed down by the move to Skyrim. That ought to pop up eventually.

Man, this war is a long and bloody one.
Ariel's intimidated demeanour returned. "They tended to keep secrets like that away from sisters that were young and liable to run off." She looked down. "I don't even know if they knew such things."

Her next thoughts drew Ariel's eyes to glance either side of herself. First to Sabine, then to Rukeewei. Her eyes returned to Marcaille with more confidence. "I will respectfully decline. For now. I think I would like to focus more on this cure before contemplating outliving my future children."

At this point, Sabine drew eyes by her head movements as she glanced between Ariel and Marcaille. She spoke quietly in Marcaille's direction. "Could I join?" She shifted her eyes nervously. "I...don't have a husband like Ariel. I don't know if I want children yet."

Ariel gave Sabine a surprised look. "Are you sure, Sabine? It will not be an easy thing to learn."

"I know some conjuration. I could try."

Ariel took a quick breath in and out. "Sabine, you are a grown woman, and a fine one at that, but surely you don't have to worry about living longer right now? You're still young and exploring the world."

Sabine bit her lip and turned to Marcaille again. "If I did not learn now. If you left. Could I find you again to learn, Marcaille?"
I know that we'll probably do at least one scene in their adolescence to show first transformations if the RP goes that far. Maybe you were thinking of that?

As for the naming day, I had assumed it was in mid-childhood so that it was done after the big risks of child mortality were surpassed. It would be a bit difficult to not have a name until adolescence.
Ah, okay. I thought that would happen during mid-childhood. Well, that can wait a few years longer.
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