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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!
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Janius stopped by them all on his way walking out. "I'm going to have a look around," he mentioned, "I won't be long."
When Janius reached the main streets, he squinted his eyes and started in the direction of the market district. He wanted to have a quick peruse of the books on sale, if there was a bookshop, but he also wanted to familiarise himself with more of the city. It didn't take long to find the markets, but he immediately realised his mistake as he tried to read the daedric runes they used on the signs. With a frustrated sigh, he spend longer than he would care to admit poking his head into various shops to see if they sold books, catching many a rolling eye from the locals. He had an embarrassing feeling that he was playing the part of a typical Imperial foreigner, something very close to the truth.
About the sixth store he tried was one that smelled rather odd before he opened the door. A quick look around quickly revealed what he had stumbled into. Bottles, jars, ingredients. There was even an attractive auburn haired Breton woman over the counter looking at him from across the room. Janius stood dumbstruck for enough moments for the Breton to speak. "Welcome to Montgrave remedies, Imperial. Please, come in." She spoke Cyrodiilic with an awfully familiar voice. In fact, judging not only by her appearance and her voice, but also by the name of the shop, Janius deduced that there was more to this apothecary than Runt had said.
Janius stood still at the door, he became incredibly curious all of a sudden. Why was it that Runt had been so scared? She didn't seem to be different from any other alchemist.
"Are... you alright, sir?" The apothecary started to look confused.
"Er, yes, sorry," Janius composed himself again, "my apologies, I thought you were someone else. Would you happen to know where a bookstore is in this district?" Janius decided to leave this branch of investigation to later, for now he was relieved that he'd found someone willing to speak his language with him in order to get directions.
Fendros smiled. "Illusion magic? Seems almost a little unfair," He said through a chuckle. His own parents were never big on illusion magic, so Fendros didn't get much theory of that particular school shoved into his head. He only thought it went as far as fooling others into certain emotions. Affecting their senses as well was new to him, but sounded incredibly useful. "I think I'm going to have a lot to learn from Lorag." Fendros' thoughts went to his own magical abilities, or lack thereof. He tried putting his hand out in front of him and summoning a bound dagger, as he did when he had a spare moment to practice. He found it easier to practice this spell than others, because when it failed it didn't drain his magicka so dramatically, sometimes not at all. It was three times before Fendros could properly pull the blade into Mundus. He inspected the jagged summoned dagger, he was getting better, but it was still difficult.
Dismissing the dagger, Fendros thought of something else to talk about. "So how did you learn your magic, Ahna? Did Meesei teach you, or did you learn before you joined the pack?"
When Janius reached the main streets, he squinted his eyes and started in the direction of the market district. He wanted to have a quick peruse of the books on sale, if there was a bookshop, but he also wanted to familiarise himself with more of the city. It didn't take long to find the markets, but he immediately realised his mistake as he tried to read the daedric runes they used on the signs. With a frustrated sigh, he spend longer than he would care to admit poking his head into various shops to see if they sold books, catching many a rolling eye from the locals. He had an embarrassing feeling that he was playing the part of a typical Imperial foreigner, something very close to the truth.
About the sixth store he tried was one that smelled rather odd before he opened the door. A quick look around quickly revealed what he had stumbled into. Bottles, jars, ingredients. There was even an attractive auburn haired Breton woman over the counter looking at him from across the room. Janius stood dumbstruck for enough moments for the Breton to speak. "Welcome to Montgrave remedies, Imperial. Please, come in." She spoke Cyrodiilic with an awfully familiar voice. In fact, judging not only by her appearance and her voice, but also by the name of the shop, Janius deduced that there was more to this apothecary than Runt had said.
Janius stood still at the door, he became incredibly curious all of a sudden. Why was it that Runt had been so scared? She didn't seem to be different from any other alchemist.
"Are... you alright, sir?" The apothecary started to look confused.
"Er, yes, sorry," Janius composed himself again, "my apologies, I thought you were someone else. Would you happen to know where a bookstore is in this district?" Janius decided to leave this branch of investigation to later, for now he was relieved that he'd found someone willing to speak his language with him in order to get directions.
Fendros smiled. "Illusion magic? Seems almost a little unfair," He said through a chuckle. His own parents were never big on illusion magic, so Fendros didn't get much theory of that particular school shoved into his head. He only thought it went as far as fooling others into certain emotions. Affecting their senses as well was new to him, but sounded incredibly useful. "I think I'm going to have a lot to learn from Lorag." Fendros' thoughts went to his own magical abilities, or lack thereof. He tried putting his hand out in front of him and summoning a bound dagger, as he did when he had a spare moment to practice. He found it easier to practice this spell than others, because when it failed it didn't drain his magicka so dramatically, sometimes not at all. It was three times before Fendros could properly pull the blade into Mundus. He inspected the jagged summoned dagger, he was getting better, but it was still difficult.
Dismissing the dagger, Fendros thought of something else to talk about. "So how did you learn your magic, Ahna? Did Meesei teach you, or did you learn before you joined the pack?"
*Looks at Attila*
*Looks at post rate of the RP in general*
*Looks back at Attila*
I think you're alright.
*Looks at post rate of the RP in general*
*Looks back at Attila*
I think you're alright.
Lorag was blunt as always, but at least he was understanding. Fendros nodded in reply, the mention that his conversational skills would continue to be useful was a small boost to his confidence.
Ahnasha's response came as a relief as well. Fendros returned her grin, and her hyperbole. "But how can I resist Lorag's charms?" Fendros retorted, before leaning against the wall next to her. There was a pause as Fendros looked into the space in front of him. He didn't trust the area to be completely unwatched, so he resisted the urge to take Ahnasha's hand. This lapse in their activity was likely going to be a little frustrating. "Call it the people, the fungus, the danger... I think I'm looking forward to leaving this place," Fendros looked down and chuckled, "I think that's the first time I've felt that way about a city..." raising his head to look at Ahnasha with a concerned expression, Fendros lowered his voice, "Ahna, you'll be careful, won't you?"
Ahnasha's response came as a relief as well. Fendros returned her grin, and her hyperbole. "But how can I resist Lorag's charms?" Fendros retorted, before leaning against the wall next to her. There was a pause as Fendros looked into the space in front of him. He didn't trust the area to be completely unwatched, so he resisted the urge to take Ahnasha's hand. This lapse in their activity was likely going to be a little frustrating. "Call it the people, the fungus, the danger... I think I'm looking forward to leaving this place," Fendros looked down and chuckled, "I think that's the first time I've felt that way about a city..." raising his head to look at Ahnasha with a concerned expression, Fendros lowered his voice, "Ahna, you'll be careful, won't you?"
Fendros weighed up his options. His immediate thoughts went to accompanying Ahnasha, if only because he felt as if he should be protecting and helping her. His rational mind got the better of him, though. A knee jerk reaction of protecting Ahnasha was likely going to only make him a liability to her in this situation. He looked around while Meesei unpacked a number of items for enchanting purposes. Lorag and Meesei are probably the most experienced, Fendros thought, I'm least likely to make a mess of things with their help.
"Lorag, would you mind if I stay with you for this?" Fendros asked. He figured that if Lorag can stalk prey with his build, then Fendros probably wouldn't be too much extra effort to have around, right?
"Lorag, would you mind if I stay with you for this?" Fendros asked. He figured that if Lorag can stalk prey with his build, then Fendros probably wouldn't be too much extra effort to have around, right?
Cheers and g'night!
Fendros paused and thought, everyone had their eyes on him. He had done much tracking over the past month, and learned more about hunting than ever before. Unfortunately, the only time he had to track a lycan was with Meesei, right at the beginning, and he didn't exactly know what he was doing for much of that incident. Tracking through a city was not something had done before, either. At least the Redguard in the general store had a distinct scent, one he thought he could follow easily. There were plenty of risks involved, he didn't want to disappoint anyone either.
Go on my own and cover more ground, but risk getting found out... or go with someone else and possibly have it more likely that we lose them all. Fendros took a moment to make his decision, but he believed it was for the best. "I think I could track one, but I can't guarantee that I won't be found out." It hurt Fendros' pride to admit such a thing, but he thought it unwise to base his thoughts on pride in a matter where so much was at stake. "I think it'll be safer if I tag along with someone else."
Go on my own and cover more ground, but risk getting found out... or go with someone else and possibly have it more likely that we lose them all. Fendros took a moment to make his decision, but he believed it was for the best. "I think I could track one, but I can't guarantee that I won't be found out." It hurt Fendros' pride to admit such a thing, but he thought it unwise to base his thoughts on pride in a matter where so much was at stake. "I think it'll be safer if I tag along with someone else."
With a small sense of relief, Fendros smiled as Ahnasha returned. The information was good news, an opportunity for strangers to be the decoys for what traps that would inevitably be set for them. "As reckless as they seem, I don't think we should underestimate them," Fendros added, "they know we are here, and if we could pick up on their scent in the store, then following them through crowded streets may be difficult." Fendros looked away, "However, I don't really see any other way to do it."
Janius leaned the knuckles of one hand on his chin in thought, "I don't know whether I'm just being too cautious, but I sincerely hope that this pack we're going to follow isn't in the hunter's employ." Janius shook his head, "it's hard to believe, but... I don't know, my gut believes it enough." He looked up at the pack, "We also have something of a lead in the apothecary. Runt said that she hated 'us', I presume meaning lycans, perhaps there is a connection to our target?"
Fendros pulled a worried expression, "Janius, she seemed very upset by it. I think we should heed her warning."
"I suppose," Janius said, tilting his head to one side, before straightening up, ready to move. He stayed where he was in case anyone else had something to say, but it appeared that their course was set for the moment.
Janius leaned the knuckles of one hand on his chin in thought, "I don't know whether I'm just being too cautious, but I sincerely hope that this pack we're going to follow isn't in the hunter's employ." Janius shook his head, "it's hard to believe, but... I don't know, my gut believes it enough." He looked up at the pack, "We also have something of a lead in the apothecary. Runt said that she hated 'us', I presume meaning lycans, perhaps there is a connection to our target?"
Fendros pulled a worried expression, "Janius, she seemed very upset by it. I think we should heed her warning."
"I suppose," Janius said, tilting his head to one side, before straightening up, ready to move. He stayed where he was in case anyone else had something to say, but it appeared that their course was set for the moment.
The march to the slum was one that Fendros was wary of. He kept his eyes peeled for anything out of the ordinary, but with all of the beggars and shady types around he didn't think he could keep his eyes to all of the possible threats or informants. At least they found a somewhat out of the way place to discuss things.
Once out of the way, Janius was the first to reply to Meesei. "I say we cannot afford to wait around. If a rival pack got here before us, it's going to be likely that they have more information than us," Janius said with crossed arms.
There was a pause and Fendros stopped to think for a moment. "Well, now that we know that there is at least one other pack in the area, do you think the hunters might know that we're here? I know the other lycan probably just smelled us, but would the hunters have some method of detecting us within the city?"
Once out of the way, Janius was the first to reply to Meesei. "I say we cannot afford to wait around. If a rival pack got here before us, it's going to be likely that they have more information than us," Janius said with crossed arms.
There was a pause and Fendros stopped to think for a moment. "Well, now that we know that there is at least one other pack in the area, do you think the hunters might know that we're here? I know the other lycan probably just smelled us, but would the hunters have some method of detecting us within the city?"
I'm going to need you to do the final answer from the shopkeeper, then we can move out of the shop.
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