Ahnaressu's Travels Ch.10 Options

[Dantrag]

"Is that it?" Cali asked impatiently. they had been scouring the ashlands for days looking for the Urshilaku.

"Possibly." Ahnaressu answered, squinting his eyes to try to tell whether or not those tiny dots on the horizon were yurts. "I can't tell until we get closer."

They kept walking, but Ahnaressu stopped to pick up a tiring Relgar.

In a matter of minutes, Ahnaressu was sure that this was indeed his tribe. He took a deep breath and continued walking. Would his tribe accept him anymore after leaving for so long? He would find his answer soon enough, he decided.

An ashlander ran out from behind a rock and stood ahead of them, obviously one of the perimeter guard. His hand was resting easily on the hilt of a chitin blade.

"You are not allowed here. you are no friend of the Urshilaku." the elderly dunmer said with authority.

"You are wrong, Yassour." Ahnaressu said with a smile, recognizing the kindly but stern old mer. "I am of this tribe."

The dunmer was astonished that this young stranger knew his name, but didn't show it. Who did he think he was?

"What is your name?"

"Ahnaressu Sul-Khar." he answered.

Yassour squinted, trying to find similarities between this mer and the one he knew six years ago. "Hmmm, yes." he said, "Son of Zaldin."

Ahnaressu smiled. "So is he." he said, nodding his head towards the sleeping Relgar he was carrying.

"We thought the baby was dead in the raid. I'm glad he wasn't." Yassour said solemnly, remembering that fateful day. "Oh, where are my manners? Who is this young lady?"

"I am Cali, nice to meet you." she said with a slight curtsy.

"Well, Cali, Ahnaressu; come sit in my yurt for awhile while I speak to the ashkhan of your return."

"Thank you." Ahnaressu said while Yassour led them to his yurt.

They all sat down by the fire while Yassour went to inform Sul-Matuul.

"Nice place." Cali remarked, trying to start some conversation.

"Yeah - not exactly the welcome I was expecting though." Ahnaressu said sadly. "When we walked through the camp, nobody even recognized me."

"It's been a few years..." Cali said, trying to reason with him.

Ahnaressu was about to answer, but Yassour came back in. "Sul-Matuul wishes to speak with you." he said flatly.

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It seems I neglected this story since I started writing parodies...well here you go.

enjoy.

[Dantrag]

Wow. So much for that weekend. September. Wow. I don't even think I have those notes anymore.

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"So where do I go?" Ahnaressu asked Nibani. "If I leave, he could attack this tribe, and if I stay, he could attack the Zainab."

"Go to the Zainab." Nibani replied without hesitation.

"Why?" Ahnaressu asked, curious as to how she knew what was best.

"Have you ever looked at a map? The Zainab is the closest to their previous slaughter."

"He could have predicted that." Ahnaressu replied.

"He thinks you dead, remember?"

Ahnaressu nodded. He regretted ever telling Nibani what had happened since he last left the tribe.

"Will you keep Cali and Relgar here?" Ahnaressu asked.

Nibani nodded. "Now get your things ready and go."

Ahnaressu left the wise woman's yurt and walked into his own. He strapped his katana to his waist, grabbed his small pack and filled it with some food, water, and a few potions. With a sigh, he walked out of the yurt to find Cali and Relgar.

They were sitting arounda fire with Yassour, eating a small lunch, so Ahnaresu joined them and ate a small portion of Nix-hound.

"I'm leaving." he said suddenly, breaking the silence.

Relgar and Cali immediately looked up from their food, while Yassour continued eating, showing no evidence that he had heard, other than a broad smile.

"Hunting?" Cali asked. There was no need to say who.

Ahnaressu nodded. "You and Relgar can stay here where it's safe. Nibani said it was alright."

Cali nodded understandingly and gave him a hug, and Relgar did the same.

Ahnaressu was soon walking towards the Zainab, he was already seeing his goal.