Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150401061504/@comment-25038310-20150406181910

"We're here, ladies. Prepare the girl - Jack wants you all to start immediately and-"

"Wait!" Sulga nearly yelled, glaring at the owl as he flew in through the open window of the large cabin. After a moment of deadly staring, she started writing in her notebook, recording the events, before nodding. "There there.. Alright, let them come in." Sulga said.

Yulga came in the living room, together with Rulga at her side. "Are they here?" Yulga asked, donning her red hood.

"Ofcourse. Look, they just entered." Rulga noted, holding a herb of unknown origin in her hands as she nodded at Jack.

Jack nodded as well when he removed his bandana from his face. He immediately handed over the hairs to Yulga.

The witch inspected them from all angles, apparently veryfing its origin. "We did not cast any nightmares, since we knew you two would return - but I didn't expect you two to come back so soon."

"It's a long story, Yulga. One that I would like to tell later. Can you three start uncursing Anna?" He asked eagerly.

"Ofcourse! We'll use the same place where you and Sasha first emcountered us. The grond there is perfect to commence the ritual."

Deest landed on Jana's shoulder, as the three witches slowly walked out of the cabin. Jack simply stood silent as he sighed, apparently reacting to the mention of Sash.

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Sasha looked at the deer, pulling out the arrow as she handed it back to Jack. She smiled. "This'll last us quite a long time. We should share it with those old hags soon enough, no?"

Jack nodded, surprised that Sasha had expected the question. He knew she wasn't very fond of the witches and their witchcraft, but they were great allies and had helped the couple through and through. "''Yes, we should. But I .. I think..-"

Sasha turned to Jack, raising an eyebrow. She pushed her blonde hairs to the side so that her crystal blue eyes gazed at Jack, wit an inner beauty and curiosity. "What is it, Jack?"

"You should leave the huntng to me for the next couple of months, Sash." Jack claimed, grabbing her hands as he looked at her belly. Although it was covered in nordic armor, Jack was fully aware of what his seed had brought upon her. "I just think you should rest.."

"Is this not rest? Being out in the forest?" She said, grinning. "C'mon.. We just did it a couple of weeks ago. I don't even have a round shape! Right?"

"Not at all.. But.."

"Yeah, you worry too much." Sahsa noted, kissing Jack on the cheek. "Anyways, let's go back. Those witches would want a piece of that deer. Atleast, if they don't break their rotten teeth over it.."

"Hilarious." Jack exclaimed, rolling his eyes as he started skinning the animal.

"As for names for our future child.. What about Cairne?" She suggested, leaning against a tree.

"Cairne? What if it's a girl?" Jack raised his shoulders. "If so, I was thinking of naming her Clara."

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Before Thomas and Antoine started going to the Marcu, they decided to store the mask in the organisation's Archives. The Archives were sealed off by runes, spells, and guards, and the large seperate hall included many sorts of things. Weapons and armor of old, from nearly any culture in Tamriel - but also books, texts, and shrines to daedric princes associated with the Masked-Eye's business inquiries.