Ahnaressu's Travels Ch. 7 Options

[Dantrag]

Forgot to post chapter 7 in this site i realized....here you go.

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Ahnaressu had been scouring the ashlands for weeks, hunting Valnor. The weeks of hunting proved to be unfruitful, leaving a very angry dunmer boy. Ahnaressu was devoid of all emotion in his hunt. Except anger. Familiar images, images that had never left him, filled his mind. He saw his mother dying, offering one last spell to destroy her enemies. He saw Valnor, the cruel dunmer who seemed so far away. He saw the survivors of the tribe, running for their lives, Ahnaressu still wasn't sure of their survival. What he saw most clearly was his future. And in it, he saw his revenge.

Valnor noted the move of the Urshilku tribe. He had seen the old site and the new. He marked the new position on his map for future reference, and continued his hunt for another army. Seeing another small camp, he made his way towards it, planning to give his well recited speech to whoever was in the camp.

Ahnaressu knew he was not himself. It was as if anger controlled his every step. Anger seemed to be a separate entity that took his body from time to time. Ahnaressu remembered the same thing happening during his fight in the Rat in the Pot. Ahnaressu need only to see Relgar to bring him back to reason. Without the baby boy, Ahnaressu believed, he would not have survived so far. Anger would have controlled him, devoured him. He would not lose himself in his anger. Or so he hoped.

An alit walked around, apperently searching for a meal. It found what it was looking for. A cave rat always cured an alit's hunger. The alit stalked silently (For an alit anyway!) on its two awkward legs.
The alit made a strange jump, catching the rat under its foot on the landing. Thinking it had a meal. The alit turned around, only to catch a dagger in the neck.

Nyph smiled at his own excellent marksmanship. Thinking of the meals he could cook with the alit he killed and the rat that was killed for him. The assassin skinned the two animals right there before taking their meat and the alit's hide back to the camp.

Nyph arrived at the camp to see four new mambers. The assassin politely offered them the alit hide, not needing it anyway.
"What a thoughtful gift." one of them said.
"It is my pleasure." Nyph said.
Nyph honestly liked nobody in the band other than Valnor, but he knew they were necessary for their mission. Therefore, he tried to make a sense of "friendliness" in the band, hoping for less deserters. His plan was working. Nyph Noted an unusual dunmer in the latest small group to join their cause. He was obviously not very strong, as a matter of fact, his body looked very frial, but his eyes glowed with an intensity Nyph had not seen in anyone but a certain young boy. Nyph told himself to meet him, but not now. There was food to eat right now. Nyph sat down by a nearby fire and slowly roasted his meat while sipping a bit of matze. Nyph liked nothing better than killing and relaxing. Killing being his favorite.

[Dantrag]

After searching almost the entire cavern, Ahnaressu found the missing dreugh in the water by the entrance of the cave. It immediately attacked him, but Ahnaressu quickly pierced its armored head with his shortsword. Ahnaressu swam back to the batterd woman, and Ahnaresssu led her to the door. He slipped into his pants, but left his shirt in his pack, wanting to dry off first. He wiped his wet, black hair out of his face and opened the door for the woman.

The woman was first to break the awkward silence. "Thank you for saving me from those dreugh..." The woman started, obviously needing a name to finish the statement.
"Ahnaressu." The boy finished for her.
"Well met, Ahnaressu. I am Trielle." The woman said as they came upon the entrance to Gnisis. They found Trielle's daughter, and Ahnaressu gladly accepted Relgar from her. Ahnaressu watched as Triellle and her daughter reunited. It brought up many emotions inside him. He thought of the good times he had with his mother, Zaldin, but the image of her death struck pain in his heart at the same time. Ahnaressu Started to walk away, but someone called after him.
"Ahnaressu!" Trielle yelled at him.
He turned around.
"You may stay with us at the temple if you would like."
Ahnaressu could not turn down shelter for the night, and with that shelter probably came food. Ahnaressu accepted the kind offer and walked with them to the temple.

Ahnaressu felt strangely out of place in the temple. Most of the priests and priestesses were dressed in fine robes, while all he had was a dirty pair of pants filled with holes, a threadbare shirt, and a tattered overcoat. None of the inhabitants of the temple seemed to mind. It was as if they thought he was merely the lowest temple custodian. Trielle showed him to a room where he could stay and he quickly went to the bed for some sleep.

Valnor watched as his men feasted. There was enough laghter and drinking that one might have mistaken the gathering for an enormous bar. Valnor did not take part in the drinking, however. He did not like having anything dull his senses. He did not like being vulnerable, so he avioded drinks and narcotics. That ws one of the reasons he was such a great fighter - he did not like being vulnerable, and trained himself so that he would never be. He liked to be in control of himself and those around him. And he did a good job.
"Valnor?"
Valnor acknowledged Lergo, interrupted from his thoughts. He noticed the mage held his claymore out for him.
"Ah, so it is finished." Valnor said, almost giddy.
"Yes, it will now scorch your enemies with a magical fire." Lergo said.
"I will have to try it out soon." Valnor said, and evil smile widening across his face.
Lergo was fearful of what that evil smile meant, but did well hiding it.