Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20160228221959/@comment-5583506-20160317143801

(Sure thing. The 2 month timeskip has been done and all the characters are now fully trained. They have also been assigned with the mission to travel to the Valus Mountain range to investigate the strange uprising of these new, more intelligent Beasts. Their first task is to ride to the city of Dive Rock where they will meet up with Myrdana Lammus and her crew who has recently returned from her journey to Dragontail. From thereon it will be a joint operation as they travel through the remains of Cyrodiil and all the way to the Valus Mountains. The group has just been having their last meal at the keep and are now going to gear up, saddle their horses and then start the expedition.)

Around the courtyard of the keep, the younger apprentices stood and eagerly watched as something was about to happen. Fresh horses were being brought out from the the stables and weapons and armor were readied at the rack. A mission was inbound for those more experienced than themselves.

Evelyne stroke Puke over the neck, whispering soft words to the horse. The poor animal had been through a lot. But she reckoned that it perhaps was for the better for the horses to be here, under their care. Here they could rest and eat in safety without having to worry about gigantic animals feasting upon them out in the wilderness. But the keep was a prison as well. A horse was supposed to run free, she believed. But she knew that that kind of freedom came at a price and a terrible risk.

"You will be my friend again, won't you? You dumb girl?"

Puke just snorted in response, looking at Evelyne with those indifferent black eyes. The Breton placed a kiss on her head and then sat down on a nearby bench, waiting for the rest of the group.

Reman Cridus approached Nyx with a bundle of documents. "I have some friends in Dive Rock that could have good use of these documents", he said. "It's a recruitment letter. We need every available man and woman we can get in these dire times. Oh, and if your paths ever take you to the Imperial City, remember to check out that mansion for me, would you?"

Has-Many-Teeth just stood and observed as the many Beast Slayers chosen for this mission readied themselves. She was eager to see her new equipment tested in battle, but lamented the fact that she hadn't been allowed to leave. She had other priorities at the keep that required her attention, such as inventing new destructive gear.

She motioned for a couple of assistants to roll out a wagon with contraptions of all kinds for the trappers to take; grenades, traps, distractions, poisons. It was all there.

Falana had been instructed to ride with the group as well, though she did not like the idea. Not that she was a coward, but she had always enjoyed teaching others how to properly slay Beasts other than having to do so herself. She had done enough of that in her lifetime. Now she just wanted to live out her days at the keep. Trymir had the stomach to claim that it would eventually weaken her or make her put on some fat, and that had been enough motivation for her to accept the assignment... although reluctantly.

Once Ran'Jinro had finished eating and waited for Raini to do the same, he escorted her outside to the courtyard where everything was being made prepared for their long journey. They wouldn't return to the keep for a long time, after all. Such was the life of a Beast Slayer. Out into the wilderness they went, with their lives as a gamble, not returning for weeks or months, or not returning at all. And then they rested up in Fort Slayer for a short while, restocking what gear they had used, and then it was out into the wilderness again.

It was dirty and dangerous, but it was a necessary evil. He only wished that they could have proved so to the people of Kilkreath. The very idea of an entire city wiped off the map of surviving communities still haunted him.

"It's soon time, I guess?" said the Argonian Beast Slayer to the other that Vidrik had been observing.

"Aye", answered the Breton woman. "It's soon time. Don't know if I should look forward to this."

"What? You don't like being bossed around by Khajiits?"

"I don't like being bossed around in general", she scoffed.