Snow Elf's Path

"This will take a lot of Magicka!" Stated Harbinger Alemes just before she was about to unleash the spell on Zabir. (For those who are unfamiliar with the term "Magicka", it is basically like stamina(Except it is based on Magic) The more you use it, the more it depletes. The stronger the spells, the more magicka is needed to cast that spell. If one has the ability to cast the spell but doesn't match the magicka required to cast a specific spell, even if the magicka is fully replenished, that one can't cast the spell. One can't cast the spell either if the magicka is enough to cast a big or small spell but it was used continuously, seconds ago. (Does that make sense?)

"Hang On Zaber! I gave him a small healing potion but it wasn't nearly enough to heal him entirely. Just enough to keep him alive until i got here." It was rather odd to see a 7 foot nord, able to rip a man in two, being so concerned over a Shield Brother. He could have left him behind, leave Zaber's condition too luck. He could of done that without even looking back! But he carried him for several kilometers. (Not that it was a struggle). That big Nord is just a shield to a kind heart.

Unsure if she should continue or not, she found it reasonable to point out. "I only tried this spell once before and I didn't love it. It grants major health to the target but it takes 150 Magicka and 250 Stamina. I might get knocked out cold for a while." Afterwards taking at Seeril for a few seconds as if she asked him to look after her when she gets knocked out. But no words were exchanged between the two. She is hurt for not helping him in battle, and he is hurt about it as well. But way less compared to her. She proceeded to cast the spell, "Major Heal Other".

A blood red light surrounded Zaber from head to toe, and it only took a few seconds for the spell to replenish his health completely. His wounds disappeared as if they were never there before. But Harbinger Alemes, with Seeril on his knees very near to her, watching the spell, as expected she got knocked out cold and fell on his arms.

"Finally. I can breathe properly!" Said Zaber practically yelling a little bit and swiftly stood up straight. The power of Healing Magic can be a game Changer.

But although happy about Zaber's wellbeing, now Harbinger Alemes was in his concern. "Will she be alright?" Had Arlond the urge to ask.

"Yes yes. She will wake up eventually. She just got knocked out due to instant major exhaust." Answered Seeril gesturing for them not to worry about her as his tone remained calm. He lifted Alemes up and carried her to a room where she can rest on a nice comfortable bed. He removed her hard Iron helmet and thick leather boots so she can sleep more comfortably and afterwards he took a seat near the bed. "We have a lot to talk about once you wake up Alemes. I need the truth!" He thought to himself without making a sound so he doesn't wake her up.

"I guess it is left to me to do the introduction." Expressed Zaber as he saw those of upper ranks disappear. Seeril carried Alemes to her room. While the other woman of "the Circle" named Marena was stuffing her face with water and food. She seemed parched and hungry but it was rather adorable to watch. She is a 22 year old but no doubt an overAchiever. Her height made her look more adorable. She was only 5.4ft but by the Eight Divines you don't want to mess with her. She could slice your head open like an apple with her Silver battle Axe half the size of her body. 

The rest of the Companions also settled down to rest and eat. They lost 9 Shield Brothers and Sisters today. They need a bit of rest and refreshing. Food lifts the burden from their heart if anything else wouldn't.

But of course, ignoring the crowd of loud chewing people behind him, Zaber started the introduction. He pointed at two men and said. "These two gentlemen are Marseel and Marteel. The names are very similar and it isn't due to luck either. They are Twins." Zaber stopped for a while, he wanted to explain furthermore but had hesitations. It isn't exactly an easy story to tell, even for him! Imagine how hard it would be for the two brothers. Under a more serious tone he said

"Their family got ambushed by Nords and Imperials as they were making their way to Cyrodil, the Country near us."

"We thought Cyrodil offered a better life." Pointed out Marseel. Apparently they do have a bit of strength to give a deeper explanation.

"We were dead wrong. They killed our families as if they were insects. They didn't value their lives at all." Continued Marteel as if they were switching places with this little explanation.

"We survived. But only because my father and uncle held them off for a moment enough for us to make our escape." Continued yet again Marseel. "We saw such slaughter at 8 years old. We have traumas ever since."

Aiming to make them feel safe, Zaber pointed out. "Well here you are safe. Even if 300 Guards rush down here, they will have us to face. We slaughtered nearly a hundred with minimal losses. If the rest of us were with Seeril and the other 5 Shield Brothers, we would come home with 3 of them at least."

"Those Guards are nothing but underpaid nords who sleep on the job whenever they get the opportunity." Said one Shield Sister in a joking manner.

"Hahahahahaahaha!"

(Almost choked laughing.)

(table banging.)

"Hahahahahahahahahahaha!"

Was heard from the group of Companions laughing because of that joke. The overall morale grew a lot and everyone was eating with joy instead of despair.

But to add more wood to the fire, Zaber expressed. "However. Napping on… I mean moving on!!!"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha"

(More table banging.)

(One almost chokes to death.)

(More laughter.)

"This beautiful tall Snow Elf is Aamesa. But we call her the "Nord Crusher". She broke 7 Nord Necks once she ran down a group of Nords and beaten the crap out of 10 others b.a.r.e handed. Even broke Swords in two. We "arrested" her. And claimed to have "Disposed of her" but now she is living here. Safe and sound."

But Aamesa too, didn't want to get over the Nord mocking jokes. She replied to her own introduction with. "I suppose the Nords were cought "Off Guard!""

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

"Alright if we continue with "Sleeping Nord" jokes, someone is going to choke." Pointed out Zaber as he too was holding in his laughter.

Curious about a Snow Elf, even glancing at him from time to time, hoping he would get an introduction. Arlond finally asked. "What about that Kid over there?"

"That one. He is a newcomer. We rescued him about a week ago. He was brave enough to apply to be a Companion after he heard that even a High King can't control us. A lot of bravery for a 14 year old. Isn't that right Zander?"

"I am young now. But when i grow up i will reclaim Skyrim!" Although a bit overconfident, his intention was pure.

But to aid Zander's claim, Zaber shouted. "Of course you will Kid. We all will! For the Snow Elves!"

"For the Snow Elves." Was heard from the dinner tables in a thick tone.

Zaber meant to point out this issue, but he didn't exactly know how to do it. But this seems to be the perfect time for it. "Not to play l.u.s.t games, but the fact that there are 10 Lady Snow Elves and 10 lady Companions plus this lady Nord and only 8 men including Arlond, proves that we need more men, not to i.m.p.r.e.g.n.a.t.e women, but to fight! A pregnant Women can't fight in battle. She could lose the baby. We need recruits!"