Muttonhawk

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Hmm, it's probably worth thinking about which scenes we do want to play out and listing them. Let's see...

- Sabine and Meesei interacting, maybe?
- A scene or two with Kaleeth's tribe. (I'd better look up the name of that Argonian boy Sabine befriended when she was there).
- Fendros and Ahnasha's families meeting for a lunch or something.
- Lorag visiting Harriet and their kid (if he's going to do that).

Did we have anything else to resolve?

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Lunise answered the door cordially, giving Meesei a quick "greetings" before stepping aside to let her in. As per usual, Lunise visibly relaxed in private with Meesei, though she showed an anxious glance at the walls. They both knew that Hal-Neesa could have been spying on them. Speculating that their relationship might have been compromised already did little to relieve Lunise's tension.

Eventually, she stepped forward and loosely held Meesei hands. "I knew you would win," she answered coyly. "But you were very creative. Once again, you surprised me, this time by mimicking the spell Teroiah's family was renowned for developing themselves. I only wish I did not have to concentrate so hard on appearing passive." She smirked. "Your channelling could use some work, though. That lycan form is rather inelegant for magic no matter a ring or a master mage wearing it."

The amusement wore off. "How are you feeling, Meesei?" Lunise asked.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

So, where did we want to head to next?

We can probably summarise all of the drama-free events that the pack does for their preparation. At any rate, though, I think Sabine would be doing this stuff in parallel with trying to find able people amongst the clan to join in her pack with Do'Rhajul.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Smiles spread quietly around the pack, one by one.

"Look how far we've come," Fendros said. He glanced to each in the pack. "Over fifteen years ago, a pack started. A family. We were scurrying about the wilderness chasing the next quarry. The next achievement." His eyes lowered. "And here we are. We've grown in power, in responsibility. We have children who are already chasing things like we did, for better or worse. I feel like I have done more in these years than I would have in an entire elven lifetime."

Fendros pursed his lips at the last words. He breathed in, clearly holding back emotion.

"I should surely leave such speeches until just before our invasion," he continued. "I just...I think I have taken notice with all this reminiscing and going back to things we used to do." He frowned at the table.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

The response to Meesei was subdued, but positive, with smiles coming to just about everyone's mouths. After a second, Fendros' smile in particular curled up more tightly than the others. He held a knuckle to his mouth to stifle a laugh to silence and breathed in through his nose.

"What's so funny?" Janius asked.

Fendros looked to Janius knowingly. "Someone is about to suggest we go for a swim."

"Hah!" Janius grinned. "Just like we used to. That said, I hear that the Bards College in Solitude holds its recitals soon. Perhaps we might go and see a performance?"

"I would be happy if we just got to hunt together," Sabine said. "Without the full moons. Just us."

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Fendros smiled. "Then we'll visit them," he said, before looking to the others. "Anyone is welcome to come with us. We'll send word ahead; we will not be leaving immediately." Fendros glanced at Lorag briefly. Only him and Meesei were unoccupied by other conversation.

In the pause, Fendros turned to Meesei. "Do you have any plans for yourself, Meesei? Anything you wish to do?"

Janius drew his words out to console Kaleeth. "No, no, I do not think so, dear. They're your parents." He paused and thinned his lips. "Listen, would you rather risk finding out they hate you or would you rather never see them again? Maybe...maybe it would be worth it for Julan, at least. He should see his grandparents and learn more about your culture."

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

"He is not the type to-" Fendros stopped and fumbled over his words. "He...I do not want to say my father is free of pettiness. You know he isn't. But I do not believe he will go out of his way to reveal all our secrets. He has disowned me, not sworn vengeance. Nevertheless, he will not be happy to see any more non-Dunmer relations." Fendros closed his eyes and sighed through his nose. "Your are correct about the others, though. They'll keep our secret." He opened his eyes and looked to Ahnasha with a little more hope. "If I am honest, I look forward to seeing everyone again. Llarasa has been always asking about how Rhazii has grown."

Janius picked up on Kaleeth immediately. He reached a hand up to her shoulder and smiled at her comfortingly. "I doubt they have stopped thinking about you," he murmured softly. "I just thought...you know, it's a lot easier for us to travel as a pack these days. We have a much better chance at finding your family again if you felt like it. It just might be nice before..." He shrugged. "...this invasion gets underway."

Without much else to add, Sabine listened in on Janius and Kaleeth's conversation. She leant in towards them. "I wish to visit Ariel in Thorn. I could teleport you around Black Marsh. We could search for your village, Kaleeth."

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Fendros turned his curled fingers up and shook his head a tiny amount as if at a loss. "Well, they are partly correct. About approval of us, that is. Whether my family will like yours is difficult to say. Monderyn and mother might like you, but that doesn't mean they have completely let go of their prejudices. Mother had a hard enough time coming to terms with us." Fendros turned his head to look at Ahnasha. He looked almost pained to ask. "How...do you think...your family would take being belittled?"

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Janius did not press Lorag further. His only intention was to put the idea in Lorag's head.

Fendros peered up at Ahnasha and looked down again just as quickly. His mouth shifted uncomfortably. "I had been hoping to keeping putting it off, honestly. Even without your family knowing about our lycanthropy, most of mine are still...traditional. But if we must, perhaps we can have them meet somewhere off the vineyard. Away from father."

"He's still been stubborn with you?" Janius asked. "Even after all these years."

Fendros shook his head. "I haven't heard a word from him since I first told him about everything. If it weren't for Llarasa's letters, I wouldn't know whether he still existed."

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

@Muttonhawk

I know I've kept you guys waiting for literal months. It's just both chronologically and thematically better if I finish this Slag post with Termite, and preferably also finish the next Murmur post. Both are meant to take place between Xos' temporary retreat and his return which sparks the big confrontation.

@Cyclone

All good, I've got other stuff I can do in the meantime :)