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.

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Ahnaressu smiled as he watched Relgar play with his new friend, Cali. They had been spending quite a bit of time together as of late, and it gave Ahnaressu a break from the constant feeding and cleaning. He moved his eyes towards Trielle, watching her as she studied one of Vivec's sermons. Ahnaressu doubted that Vivecactually said or wrote the stories, but kept his opinion to himself. Ahnaressu suddenly realized that it was getting late and they had not eaten.
"I'm going for a short hunt." Ahnaressu said while getting up. He picked up his bow and strapped on his shortsword before disappearing over a small hill.
"Don't be gone too long!" Trielle shouted after him. The way she said it made him think of his mother.
Ahnaressu did not bother to reply, but merely continued walling.

It was not even an hour before Ahnressu had killed a nix-hound with his bow. He stripped the beast of its meat and walked back to his friends with his prize.
Cali looked up from her game with Relgar and greeted Ahnaressu. "Ah, The Great Hunter, back with his trophy."
Ahnaressu hated the title he had somehow earned, but hid his embarrassment. He was unsure of whether or not she was being sarcastic.
"Ah, the mother, still at home with her baby." Ahnaressu said with a smile, hoping she was being as playful as he. The playful banter continued, while the four dark elves were unaware of the eyes watching them