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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.
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P.S. Not having breakfast can make you weary. That's for sure!
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I've got to go to a shift in half an hour. I'll be back late. Same case for tomorrow unfortunately.
Careful you don't teach me too well, Ahna. I might end up getting better than you. Fendros thought as Ahnasha got into her serious training mood.
After a short amount of wandering, they spotted a suitably wide dead tree trunk and begun at a moderate distance. Under Ahnasha's instruction, Fendros adjusted his technique as required. He had improved in leaps and bounds since they first found him a month ago, but there was still room for improvement. Especially when compared to Ahnasha.
After a while, it wasn't Ahnasha's tone of voice, but her body language that betrayed something troubling her. At first Fendros played it off as nothing. As it persisted, he couldn't help but notice. "Ahna, you've been fidgeting. Is something bothering you?" He asked with concern.
"And... welcome to Montgrave Remedies." Ariel said proudly as Janius and Sabine followed her into the apothecary shop. With a flick of her wrist, Ariel caused a magelight on the ceiling to brighten and illuminate the room. Rows of cabinets with various jars, bottles and ingredients on display filled the small room with most of what the everyday citizen of Vos would need. Without hesitation, Ariel walked around behind the counter and picked up two small empty crates and a small empty sack. Taking out a key she walked over to one side of the shop and opened one of the windowed cabinets that was full of bottles of various liquids. "Janius, if you could put the potions from this shelf into one of the boxes?" Ariel asked. Janius nodded, taking one of the crates and beginning to fill it. Ariel then continued by looking around with an arm outstretched, looking for something in particular and mumbling to herself in the process.
Sabine walked slowly through the shop, running her fingers over the display cabinets and inspecting each label. Much of it, she understood, they were just medicines and supplements. Other things, she wasn't so sure about. Whether they were brand names, or just things she hadn't heard of before, it was still enthralling. "There it is!" Ariel said, her hand suddenly visible in front of Sabine, making her jump. "Oh, sorry Sabine, I was just looking for this fortification potion." Ariel unlocked the cabinet in front of them and pulled out a bottle of dark liquid, "I give them brand names that make more sense to spellcasters, you see. I don't really want to see these squandered with the effort it takes to make them." The bottle read Phantasm Tonic. It didn't look like what invisibility potions normally looked like, so Sabine figured that it was likely something which helped with illusion magics.
They packed up with various other things, including a couple of big, deep red potions and a small green potion from the storerooms. Ariel also gathered up a few ingredients and let her sister pick some out. Ariel made sure to bring enough of the required reagents of the suppression gas resisting potion to make enough for all of the pack later. With that, they headed off, locking up the shop behind them. "We're lucky that I didn't have any orders to fulfill this week." Ariel mentioned on their way out, "I'm sure this town can bear to have my store closed for a few days."
With Ariel and Janius carrying a crate each and Sabine holding the now full sack in her arms, they ventured back up to the cave within the day.
After a short amount of wandering, they spotted a suitably wide dead tree trunk and begun at a moderate distance. Under Ahnasha's instruction, Fendros adjusted his technique as required. He had improved in leaps and bounds since they first found him a month ago, but there was still room for improvement. Especially when compared to Ahnasha.
After a while, it wasn't Ahnasha's tone of voice, but her body language that betrayed something troubling her. At first Fendros played it off as nothing. As it persisted, he couldn't help but notice. "Ahna, you've been fidgeting. Is something bothering you?" He asked with concern.
"And... welcome to Montgrave Remedies." Ariel said proudly as Janius and Sabine followed her into the apothecary shop. With a flick of her wrist, Ariel caused a magelight on the ceiling to brighten and illuminate the room. Rows of cabinets with various jars, bottles and ingredients on display filled the small room with most of what the everyday citizen of Vos would need. Without hesitation, Ariel walked around behind the counter and picked up two small empty crates and a small empty sack. Taking out a key she walked over to one side of the shop and opened one of the windowed cabinets that was full of bottles of various liquids. "Janius, if you could put the potions from this shelf into one of the boxes?" Ariel asked. Janius nodded, taking one of the crates and beginning to fill it. Ariel then continued by looking around with an arm outstretched, looking for something in particular and mumbling to herself in the process.
Sabine walked slowly through the shop, running her fingers over the display cabinets and inspecting each label. Much of it, she understood, they were just medicines and supplements. Other things, she wasn't so sure about. Whether they were brand names, or just things she hadn't heard of before, it was still enthralling. "There it is!" Ariel said, her hand suddenly visible in front of Sabine, making her jump. "Oh, sorry Sabine, I was just looking for this fortification potion." Ariel unlocked the cabinet in front of them and pulled out a bottle of dark liquid, "I give them brand names that make more sense to spellcasters, you see. I don't really want to see these squandered with the effort it takes to make them." The bottle read Phantasm Tonic. It didn't look like what invisibility potions normally looked like, so Sabine figured that it was likely something which helped with illusion magics.
They packed up with various other things, including a couple of big, deep red potions and a small green potion from the storerooms. Ariel also gathered up a few ingredients and let her sister pick some out. Ariel made sure to bring enough of the required reagents of the suppression gas resisting potion to make enough for all of the pack later. With that, they headed off, locking up the shop behind them. "We're lucky that I didn't have any orders to fulfill this week." Ariel mentioned on their way out, "I'm sure this town can bear to have my store closed for a few days."
With Ariel and Janius carrying a crate each and Sabine holding the now full sack in her arms, they ventured back up to the cave within the day.
"I'll see what I can do." Ariel quickly nodded to Meesei and Lorag, before she turned and started to head out, "I'll not be longer than a few hours!" Janius and Sabine walked after her. Soon, they were just footsteps and voices echoing down the cave path.
When they were out of sight, Fendros came up behind Ahnasha and slowly put his arms around her. Talking over Ahnasha's shoulder, Fendros began thinking out loud. "She really seems eager to help, doesn't she?" He commented to no one in particular, "I'd hate to think she's lying. I hope she's not lying." Angling his head to one side, he mumbled to Ahnasha, "I was going to practice some shooting, would you like to join?"
Janius, Ariel and Sabine emerged from the cave to behold the morning sun. The weather looked forgiving today, good for a quick trip. Janius had seen the landscape before, having spent much of the previous day outside, disposing of bodies, but Sabine inspected the wilderness that surrounded them for the first time in the daylight. If wasn't too different from the landscape around Vos itself, the slightly thicker vegetation being the main difference. Still, it was a completely different scene to their approach in the dark.
While they walked, they made conversation, Janius and Ariel being the main participants. The topic was initially with Janius probing Ariel about her shop. She explained that it was a free time venture she had opened with permission from the coven, but kept and maintained more thoroughly when she separated herself from them. It had become fairly successful in its time. She was even able to secure some deals to import rarer or simply harder to obtain ingredients from abroad by various channels. It was hard to find a Khajiit caravan that was willing to hunt for so many chaurus eggs, she explained. They discussed a few other things, how long Janius had been in the pack, Ariel's more lighthearted experiences within the coven, as well as the past couple of years as a business owner. The last topic continued as such.
"So, what do you get the most demand for in your shop?" Janius asked her as they walked.
Ariel thought for a few seconds. "That would depend on the time of year, and of various other events. There is of course plenty of demands for potions of resistances to various things if the guard is rooting out a hive of unsavory types, as well as healing and magicka potions. When the Maraites come around to preach, there are plenty of girls who think I sell love potions, though cosmetics are what they normally walk out with. And then there are people who just want remedies for various ailments, both temporary and persistent. Actually yes, the medicines seem to be the most consistently in demand."
Janius chuckled at a few of the details Ariel mentioned. "I didn't think the whole love potion myth would stretch out this far."
"Oh you wouldn't believe how many times a year it comes up." Ariel said, "It almost makes me want to formulate a truth serum and label it as a love potion."
"There are truth serums as well?"
Ariel tensed one side of her face, trying to find an explanation. "Probably not as you think of them. The ones I know how to make are more about removing inhibitions. Rather than keeping people from lying, they just make them more confident to tell the truth."
Janius guffawed, "you mean like a fine wine?" He teased.
"... That is an oversimplified way of explaining it," Ariel chided, before adding quickly, "... but not far from the truth." Janius laughed further and the topic seemed to end there. It did bring up another curiosity that Ariel had, though. "Speaking of love, I didn't really want to pry at Ahnasha while I was back at the cave, but may I ask... who is the father?"
Janius raised an eyebrow at her apprehension, not really considering what conclusions she would have come to initially. "The father? That would be Fendros." He said flatly.
"Fendros... wasn't he the Dark Elf?" Ariel said, confused.
"Yes."
Ariel paused, unsure of what to make of it after living amongst a notoriously bigoted society for so long. "How... did that happen?" She asked slowly.
Janius' mouth curled into a half smile. "It involved many 'truth serums'." Janius said, "I'll explain, it's a long story." Janius cast his mind back to a month ago, trying to recollect the night of wine and games. "We had just picked up Fendros a couple of days prior, Hircine guided Meesei to find him virtually the night after he was infected. He was still very uncomfortable with everything, so we thought we might help him settle into the pack with some wine, some word games, and some conversation. After enough drinks, Ahnasha sometimes gets frisky with anything that moves, but she her eye caught Fendros that night. Rather than Meesei peeling her off him like she normally did in such situations-" Janius raised a hand to his waist height, "-I'll explain why that was later-" he dropped his hand and continued, "Fendros reacted by flirting back, rather valiantly. I always wondered how many drinks it would take for a Dunmer's stubborn pride to surpass his apprehension with beast races, but it wasn't as much as I thought, I can tell you." Janius chuckled and looked up at the trees as he thought of the next act. "The next morning, the first thing the couple saw was each other, but no one could find Meesei. You see, somehow there was a brandy found that was strong enough to get an Argonian drunk, which meant that Meesei had taken a rather lengthy hike overnight. It took us most of the day to find her, and in that time, Ahnasha's child must have been conceived before Meesei could magic her body not to. Here's the amazing part, though." Janius looked wide eyed at Ariel, who was listening intently, "Fendros stuck by her. A fresh, green lycan and he took the responsibility like a real man. He was braver in that moment than most. In fact, he has been taking care of her ever since. Over the past couple of weeks, while we traveled up here to Morrowind, they just seemed to... be drawn together as they were by each others side. They are very much in love now. I never thought I'd see it between a Dunmer and a Khajiit either."
Ariel couldn't help but smile. "A romance worthy of song," she commented, "It's refreshing to see such a thing from two races with that history. Even with such... unorthodox circumstances." She laughed.
Janius nodded, "To be fair, Fendros was raised in Cheydinhal, he wasn't exactly from around here. Then again, it's probably not a song that should be sung while in the city. I'm sure you understand."
The rest of the trip was mostly idle conversation. By the time they reached Vos, the city was bustling, but making it to the shop was not difficult.
When they were out of sight, Fendros came up behind Ahnasha and slowly put his arms around her. Talking over Ahnasha's shoulder, Fendros began thinking out loud. "She really seems eager to help, doesn't she?" He commented to no one in particular, "I'd hate to think she's lying. I hope she's not lying." Angling his head to one side, he mumbled to Ahnasha, "I was going to practice some shooting, would you like to join?"
Janius, Ariel and Sabine emerged from the cave to behold the morning sun. The weather looked forgiving today, good for a quick trip. Janius had seen the landscape before, having spent much of the previous day outside, disposing of bodies, but Sabine inspected the wilderness that surrounded them for the first time in the daylight. If wasn't too different from the landscape around Vos itself, the slightly thicker vegetation being the main difference. Still, it was a completely different scene to their approach in the dark.
While they walked, they made conversation, Janius and Ariel being the main participants. The topic was initially with Janius probing Ariel about her shop. She explained that it was a free time venture she had opened with permission from the coven, but kept and maintained more thoroughly when she separated herself from them. It had become fairly successful in its time. She was even able to secure some deals to import rarer or simply harder to obtain ingredients from abroad by various channels. It was hard to find a Khajiit caravan that was willing to hunt for so many chaurus eggs, she explained. They discussed a few other things, how long Janius had been in the pack, Ariel's more lighthearted experiences within the coven, as well as the past couple of years as a business owner. The last topic continued as such.
"So, what do you get the most demand for in your shop?" Janius asked her as they walked.
Ariel thought for a few seconds. "That would depend on the time of year, and of various other events. There is of course plenty of demands for potions of resistances to various things if the guard is rooting out a hive of unsavory types, as well as healing and magicka potions. When the Maraites come around to preach, there are plenty of girls who think I sell love potions, though cosmetics are what they normally walk out with. And then there are people who just want remedies for various ailments, both temporary and persistent. Actually yes, the medicines seem to be the most consistently in demand."
Janius chuckled at a few of the details Ariel mentioned. "I didn't think the whole love potion myth would stretch out this far."
"Oh you wouldn't believe how many times a year it comes up." Ariel said, "It almost makes me want to formulate a truth serum and label it as a love potion."
"There are truth serums as well?"
Ariel tensed one side of her face, trying to find an explanation. "Probably not as you think of them. The ones I know how to make are more about removing inhibitions. Rather than keeping people from lying, they just make them more confident to tell the truth."
Janius guffawed, "you mean like a fine wine?" He teased.
"... That is an oversimplified way of explaining it," Ariel chided, before adding quickly, "... but not far from the truth." Janius laughed further and the topic seemed to end there. It did bring up another curiosity that Ariel had, though. "Speaking of love, I didn't really want to pry at Ahnasha while I was back at the cave, but may I ask... who is the father?"
Janius raised an eyebrow at her apprehension, not really considering what conclusions she would have come to initially. "The father? That would be Fendros." He said flatly.
"Fendros... wasn't he the Dark Elf?" Ariel said, confused.
"Yes."
Ariel paused, unsure of what to make of it after living amongst a notoriously bigoted society for so long. "How... did that happen?" She asked slowly.
Janius' mouth curled into a half smile. "It involved many 'truth serums'." Janius said, "I'll explain, it's a long story." Janius cast his mind back to a month ago, trying to recollect the night of wine and games. "We had just picked up Fendros a couple of days prior, Hircine guided Meesei to find him virtually the night after he was infected. He was still very uncomfortable with everything, so we thought we might help him settle into the pack with some wine, some word games, and some conversation. After enough drinks, Ahnasha sometimes gets frisky with anything that moves, but she her eye caught Fendros that night. Rather than Meesei peeling her off him like she normally did in such situations-" Janius raised a hand to his waist height, "-I'll explain why that was later-" he dropped his hand and continued, "Fendros reacted by flirting back, rather valiantly. I always wondered how many drinks it would take for a Dunmer's stubborn pride to surpass his apprehension with beast races, but it wasn't as much as I thought, I can tell you." Janius chuckled and looked up at the trees as he thought of the next act. "The next morning, the first thing the couple saw was each other, but no one could find Meesei. You see, somehow there was a brandy found that was strong enough to get an Argonian drunk, which meant that Meesei had taken a rather lengthy hike overnight. It took us most of the day to find her, and in that time, Ahnasha's child must have been conceived before Meesei could magic her body not to. Here's the amazing part, though." Janius looked wide eyed at Ariel, who was listening intently, "Fendros stuck by her. A fresh, green lycan and he took the responsibility like a real man. He was braver in that moment than most. In fact, he has been taking care of her ever since. Over the past couple of weeks, while we traveled up here to Morrowind, they just seemed to... be drawn together as they were by each others side. They are very much in love now. I never thought I'd see it between a Dunmer and a Khajiit either."
Ariel couldn't help but smile. "A romance worthy of song," she commented, "It's refreshing to see such a thing from two races with that history. Even with such... unorthodox circumstances." She laughed.
Janius nodded, "To be fair, Fendros was raised in Cheydinhal, he wasn't exactly from around here. Then again, it's probably not a song that should be sung while in the city. I'm sure you understand."
The rest of the trip was mostly idle conversation. By the time they reached Vos, the city was bustling, but making it to the shop was not difficult.
G'night!
I'll finish up the trip to the apothecary shop and back in my next post rather than inadvertently writing up an entire chapter of time passing dialogue amongst just my characters.
I'll finish up the trip to the apothecary shop and back in my next post rather than inadvertently writing up an entire chapter of time passing dialogue amongst just my characters.
I might be occupied for another couple of hours.
"Pregnant? My goodness, I didn't even know that was possible for lycans." Ariel said, "I suppose there is no reason why it shouldn't work, if the transformations do not hurt the child, that is." Ariel was trailing off, but she stopped and smiled at Ahnasha, "Oh, but what would that matter if you've had only the usual problems so far. Congratulations, Ahnasha."
Ariel looked back to Meesei, "Yes, if I head out now, then I should be able to bring back enough supplies to help. If you don't mind, I would like to have some extra hands to carry things."
"I'll help," Janius volunteered, "It'll be nice to get out and have a walk."
Glancing around, Sabine put her hand on Ariel's arm. "Can I?" She asked quietly. Ariel nodded with a warm smile.
After getting up, Ariel looked over to Ahnasha. "I have a catalog of supplements at the shop that may prove useful to you, Ahnasha. I'll have a look and bring you back something nice." Then Ariel looked at Meesei again, "Meesei, is there anything in particular that you think we'll be needing? I have a number of different things in stock."
Fendros sat back quietly while Ariel went about gathering up her items to leave. He figured that maybe she didn't want to pry about the father because she didn't see any male Khajiits in the pack. Understandable, he supposed. While Sabine and Janius got changed into their city clothes, Fendros approached Ahnasha, "Runt's actually volunteering to see her shop. This is a turnaround."
Unfortunately, Fendros didn't quite dodge Ariel's earshot with his comment, she turned to him with a curious high brow. "Who's Runt?"
"Oh, right," Fendros said, biting his lip, "as far as I know... when Sabine joined the pack, she didn't really talk... at all. Runt was a nickname that stuck. It seems a bit awkward now."
"I see." Ariel smiled, but looked down, probably ashamed that her own experiments caused the anti-social behaviour. When she looked up again at Fendros, her smile faded, "She wasn't bullied, was she?"
"I actually don't know." Fendros said, looking at other pack members for a better explanation, "I wasn't around back then."
Ariel looked back to Meesei, "Yes, if I head out now, then I should be able to bring back enough supplies to help. If you don't mind, I would like to have some extra hands to carry things."
"I'll help," Janius volunteered, "It'll be nice to get out and have a walk."
Glancing around, Sabine put her hand on Ariel's arm. "Can I?" She asked quietly. Ariel nodded with a warm smile.
After getting up, Ariel looked over to Ahnasha. "I have a catalog of supplements at the shop that may prove useful to you, Ahnasha. I'll have a look and bring you back something nice." Then Ariel looked at Meesei again, "Meesei, is there anything in particular that you think we'll be needing? I have a number of different things in stock."
Fendros sat back quietly while Ariel went about gathering up her items to leave. He figured that maybe she didn't want to pry about the father because she didn't see any male Khajiits in the pack. Understandable, he supposed. While Sabine and Janius got changed into their city clothes, Fendros approached Ahnasha, "Runt's actually volunteering to see her shop. This is a turnaround."
Unfortunately, Fendros didn't quite dodge Ariel's earshot with his comment, she turned to him with a curious high brow. "Who's Runt?"
"Oh, right," Fendros said, biting his lip, "as far as I know... when Sabine joined the pack, she didn't really talk... at all. Runt was a nickname that stuck. It seems a bit awkward now."
"I see." Ariel smiled, but looked down, probably ashamed that her own experiments caused the anti-social behaviour. When she looked up again at Fendros, her smile faded, "She wasn't bullied, was she?"
"I actually don't know." Fendros said, looking at other pack members for a better explanation, "I wasn't around back then."
Hahaha, oh man. I'm not even sure if I have my CS for that one still. Meh, I can probably recreate it.
Ariel turned her head from where she was seated, then turned her shoulders to face Meesei properly. "Tonight? W-well of course. I could attempt that. It would depend on what he have, though." Ariel replied, "Come here and let me take a look at your wounds."
While everyone else dispersed from breakfast, Ariel inspected Meesei's injuries, occasionally asking questions about the nature of her wounds and her treatment so far. She had not had to treat any lycans since experimenting on Sabine, but she knew a silver wound when she saw it. What came next was to take stock of what ingredients the pack had, and what Ariel had on her person. Sabine hovered nearby, watching her sister's work. It was clear that Ariel knew more secrets of certain alchemical ingredients and their various effects with each other, and it was likely born from the years of experience that Sabine had missed out on. Still, it appeared that Sabine had a better grasp on the few Cyrodiilic ingredients that had made it this far in their journey. Also from experience of using them.
"It looks to me that Sabine's work, as well as your restoration magic, has been doing a good job so far." Ariel said, now a little more relaxed being in her element, "With what we have left, though, the best I can do is mix up a salve to keep the wound from opening. Anything more than that would take too long to prepare." Ariel put a curled finger to her lip, "I do have a more powerful healing remedy back at the shop, though. If we were to obtain that, then you would be far safer moving around by tonight."
Idly, Ariel picked up a few seed pods in her hand that Fendros had gathered under Sabine's instruction. She turned the pods in her hand and scratched her head, "Have you been making... nausea remedies? I thought werewolves didn't get sick."
Sabine avoided answering that question, not wanting to explain such a long story.
While everyone else dispersed from breakfast, Ariel inspected Meesei's injuries, occasionally asking questions about the nature of her wounds and her treatment so far. She had not had to treat any lycans since experimenting on Sabine, but she knew a silver wound when she saw it. What came next was to take stock of what ingredients the pack had, and what Ariel had on her person. Sabine hovered nearby, watching her sister's work. It was clear that Ariel knew more secrets of certain alchemical ingredients and their various effects with each other, and it was likely born from the years of experience that Sabine had missed out on. Still, it appeared that Sabine had a better grasp on the few Cyrodiilic ingredients that had made it this far in their journey. Also from experience of using them.
"It looks to me that Sabine's work, as well as your restoration magic, has been doing a good job so far." Ariel said, now a little more relaxed being in her element, "With what we have left, though, the best I can do is mix up a salve to keep the wound from opening. Anything more than that would take too long to prepare." Ariel put a curled finger to her lip, "I do have a more powerful healing remedy back at the shop, though. If we were to obtain that, then you would be far safer moving around by tonight."
Idly, Ariel picked up a few seed pods in her hand that Fendros had gathered under Sabine's instruction. She turned the pods in her hand and scratched her head, "Have you been making... nausea remedies? I thought werewolves didn't get sick."
Sabine avoided answering that question, not wanting to explain such a long story.
Cool. Maybe I'll cross paths with him again sometime.
Well, that meeting I just had was quicker than I thought... and a waste of time. Regardless, I'm back!
How's Leon going anyway? Haven't heard hide nor hair from him since Guildfall.
How's Leon going anyway? Haven't heard hide nor hair from him since Guildfall.
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