Sabhira’s Daughter #51

“Ubergard! Glad to see you, we were getting worried about you!” Udaran said when the big Argonian entered. “FarSeer? What on earth are you doing here? And what are you wearing?!” “Hi Sis! Long story. But we’re starving! Catch anything?” “No. I was damn close to getting a nice buck, but it spooked at the last minute.” “Sorry Uber, I should have gone with you,” said Muz-Ra. “I must admit your arrows would have come in handy. I guess it’s just more travel rations tonight.” “Oh, I’m sure I can do better than that,” Shabhira spoke up unexpectedly. Let’s go out to the fire and see what I can come up with.“
"So are you coming with us FarSeer?” asked Ubergard of her brother. “No, just staying the night. Well, SORT of ‘staying’. I’ll be here in the morning though.” “He’s taking me out with him!” Shabhira declared happily. “You? Why would you want to do that?” “She seems to have taken an interest in my ‘condition’,” FarSeer shrugged. “I bet I’ll learn more tonight about lycanthropy than anyone in the last 100 years!”
“I daresay you may. Though you may regret it anyway. You’re sure about this FarSeer?” “Absolutely. I’ll keep her safe.” “See that you do. I’d have hell to pay if I came this close to success and then lost her now.” “You won’t. Besides, I suspect I have more to fear from her than the other way around!” “Huh?” “Let’s just say that Shabhira is full of surprises,” FarSeer smiled. Shabhira smiled back and nodded, “that’s right, and don’t you forget it!” Then she turned to the business of cooking.
“That was DELICIOUS Shabhira! And you say there was no meat in that stew at all?” FarSeer asked after they had eaten. “None. Some beef broth, but no actual meat. I always carry some dried vegetables when I’m out in the wilds. With the right preparation, they’re almost as good as fresh.” “Indeed! My complements to the chef!” FarSeer bowed. "And now, if you girls don’t mind, I think I’ll try my own hand at doing a little hunting. With luck, I may have something for your breakfast that’s NOT reconstituted!“ "Hey, would you mind changing right here? I’d love to see it happen in the light!” Shabhira said excitedly. “I don’t know. It’s a pretty nasty looking business as I recall. I don’t know if the others would really find it so… interesting.” “Oh, go ahead. How bad can it be?” Udaran suggested.
“Well, unless I want to have to search for another pair of underwear, I have to take these off first.” “Now THAT sounds like nasty looking business. If you don’t mind, I’ll head inside,” Ubergard declared and went indoors. “Ok, girls, if you really want me to. Don’t stand too close though. It takes me a moment to get oriented afterwards.” And with that, FarSeer removed his clothes and… changed.
Ubergard ran outside immediately just as the last echoes of the screams had died away, blade at the ready. Fortunately what she saw was far less serious than she’d imagined. Muz-Ra had stumbled off the porch and was busily emptying the contents of her stomach while Udaran had her back to the wall with eyes wide at the beast in the corner. Kitty was curled up with her hands covering her head while a huge black shape stood breathing heavily in the firelight, it’s mouth open and salivating wildly. But something about the eyes conveyed a look of sadness… “Where’s Shabhira?!” Ubergard demanded, having noticed her brother was not attacking anyone and not seeing her around. It was then that the black shape turned slightly and even gestured to Sabhira’s daughter who had been hidden behind it’s bulk. Amazingly, she was stroking the thing’s fur! No, not stroking… gathering fur!
“Shabhira, are you alright?” she asked, reflexively moving her blade constantly. The beast’s eyes tracked it warily. “What? Of course! Please put that down. He’s done nothing wrong!” “But… what happened?” Udaran recovered her composure somewhat and replied, “Sorry Ubergard. We were all just overwhelmed.” “More like scared out of our minds!” Muz-Ra corrected. "That is something I never want to see again. Oh god, I’m sorry FarSeer, but I can’t look at you. I’ve got to go inside.“
"Take Kitty, Red. She looks worse off than us even.” But Kitty protested wordlessly when Muz-Ra tried to help her to her feet, finally whispering, “No. I’m ok. Just… need a minute. FarSeer, please do me a favor. Let me know you’re in there. Nod for me please.” The beast clearly nodded. “Ok, thank you. I think I’m ok now.”
FarSeer waived a long-taloned claw out to the forest beyond. “You’re ready to go then?” Shabhira asked cheerily. Again, the thing nodded in assent. “Ok, just hold on one second. If I’m going to try and keep up with you, I’m going to need to get rid of this outfit.” A look of surprise came over the beast’s features, not to mention her friends on the porch. “Hey, I can run fast. But I can run faster on all fours without encumbrance. All Khajiits know this. There, now let’s go!”
And with that, Shabhira raced away naked, practically daring FarSeer to keep up. FarSeer gave chase instinctively and they were gone in seconds, the sound of Shabhira’s laughter fading into the distance, mixed with the howl of a werewolf.

Sabhira’s Daughter #50

“Whoever the owner is, he’s awfully small. I can’t wear anything but his underwear!” FarSeer commented after rifling through the wardrobe. “But then I guess thieves can’t be choosers, right?” “Oh don’t worry about that,” Udaran replied. "I’ll make sure to leave plenty of gold behind to pay for it. I’m sure whoever it is will be worried at first, but when he finds it he’ll be glad we came. Besides, anyone who abandons a nice cabin like this in Skyrim HAS to expect it to be ransacked when he returns.“ "Is it weird that I feel more embarrassed putting clothes on in front of you girls than just being naked?” FarSeer asked as he was putting on the underwear. “No need to put on anything as far as I’m concerned!” Muz-Ra said. “Thanks Red, but I don’t need to be flopping around in front of you all day. So where’s Ubergard?” “She went out hunting. Should be back soon.” “Well good. At least my sister didn’t have to see me.”
“So, FarSeer, I understand you’re a lycanthrope?” asked Shabhira. “A what?” “Werewolf. You’re a shape-changer?” “Oh, yeah. They told you about that did they?” Muz-Ra looked a bit embarrassed, “Well, I didn’t expect we would MEET you again after all!” “It’s true nonetheless. But not something I advertise. There’s too much stigma associated with it. Stigma that I, at least, don’t deserve.”
“Would it offend you if I asked you some questions about it? The study of Nature is my hobby, you could say. Such things are TERRIBLY interesting to me.” FarSeer thought about this for a moment. "Ok, I’ll answer your questions if you answer mine? Sound fair?“ "Your questions? About what?” “Absolutely anything I want. Take it or leave it.” “Well sure, go ahead. You first.”
“What exactly was in that stink bomb?” “Oh, you wouldn’t be interested in that. Just an herbal concoction… with a bit of organic thrown in for pungency.” “You might be surprised at what I’m interested in. Go on. What herbs? What sort of ‘organic’?” “If you really want to know, Chaurus feces mixed with oil of poison oak. Liquified in an emulsion of activated Khajiit urine and milk.” “Milk?” FarSeer asked, touching on the only thing that didn’t sound absolutely horrific. “Well… Hagraven milk to be specific. All under pressure so breaking the vial will cause the whole thing to go into a rapidly expanding aerosol upon release. Really quite inventive.” “So I was covered in shit, piss and poison oak?” “And Hagraven milk… It’s a fixative that keeps the droplets adhesive to skin, fur or scales, and the poison oak oil keeps the whole thing waterproof. The other ingredients just create the stink.”
“…and Hagraven milk. Are Slaughterfish are attracted to that?” “Oh no, I just said that to get you out of the water so we could put the ointment on.” “But…” “Coincidence. At least as far as I know. Never tested it with Slaughterfish. Although, now that you mention it…” “Enough! Ok, you ask me your question now,” FarSeer interrupted, now keen on changing the subject.
“Oh! Where do I start? No, where do YOU start? How do you initiate the change? Do you, like, work yourself into a rage or something mentally?” “No. But it’s going to be hard to explain if you aren’t a Werewolf yourself. You put your mind into a sort of weird state. The closest I can explain is that it’s like making yourself dizzy mentally. It’s a state you can’t achieve without having the ability though.” “And I understand that you have the ability to control yourself while in that form?” “Well, NOW I do. I didn’t at first. When you get ‘dizzy’ like that, it takes some effort to not just go to sleep. Well, not sleep exactly. Your mind wants to leave consciousness and just let the animal part take over. It takes practice and concentration not to let that happen.”
“And where does your consciousness go if you let it? Do you dream? Or do you still see what you’re doing? Do you remember?” “Ok, that’s a lot of questions for Chaurus shit! My turn after this. The only thing I can even compare it to is an orgasm honestly. Not the pleasurable part, but just the way you seem to disappear for a short period. Before I learned to control myself, I basically was no longer there. But that’s been years now. I don’t get lost anymore like that.” Shabhira nodded, then added, “Ok, your turn.” “Where do you get your ingredients?” “For the stink bomb? Well, oddly enough the hardest to get is the Hagraven milk. But you’d be surprised what adventurers try to sell. Fortunately we have PLENTY of adventurers around trying to sell every weird thing they come across. It’s not even expensive, just hard to find. The poison oak oil I extract myself – but I’ve got some pretty ingenious methods to do it without touching it if I do say so myself! Let’s see, Chaurus feces is actually very easy to find if you know what you’re looking for. There’s a mine near Markarth that used to be infested with them. The Chaurus were cleared out long ago, but they left plenty behind. Fortunately it doesn’t lose it’s power over time. That’s why it’s particularly effective. Stinks Strong, Lasts Long! But it’s even more effective when combined with Khajiit urine. There’s a chemical reaction that happens there. Both increase the potency of the other. As for where I get that… well, let’s just say I generate it personally.”
“You PISSED ON ME!” FarSeer laughed. “Well, indirectly… yes.” “Ok, just one more question.” “Wait, it’s my turn!” “Oh, ok. Go ahead.” “What happens to the fur?” “Huh? What do you mean?”
“When you turn into the beast form, suddenly you gain all this fur. Then when you change back, you’re back to a scaled Argonian. No fur. Where does it go? Most hair is inorganic dead fibrous material. Do you shed? Is there fur left all over where you turn back? Or do the dead follicles reanimate?” FarSeer thought about that for a moment. "No… I guess it just disappears. I don’t know really. I never thought about it. But no, there doesn’t end up being a bunch of fur laying around anyway. Huh… I wonder where it DOES go?“ "An if I snip a bit off, will it disappear too when you turn back?” “Damned if I know!” “See, that’s the problem. How can you NOT ask these questions? But nobody ever does! Well, I AM. And I’m going to find out the answers too. If you’ll help me.”
“FarSeer, do you think I could maybe watch you when you change? Would that be OK?” “Well… sure. If you want to. You’ve already seen ALL of me. Hell, between you and Kitty, you’ve TOUCHED all of me. I guess it would be silly not to.” “I would like that. Very much. You change nightly then?” “Yes. Pretty much every night.” “Excellent! Then it’s settled. Tonight I’ll run with the Wolf!” “You want to stay with me all night?” “Sure! If you say it’s safe that is. I’ve lots of things I’d like to try!” “I… Well. I’ve never had anyone ask to stay with me before. I’ve never considered it. But yeah, it’ll be safe.” “Ok, last question is yours. Ask away!” The Argonian seemed to be confused though. “Let me save it for later,” he finally said when Shabhira asked again.

Sabhira’s Daughter #49

“Shabhira? Is that…” FarSeer asked. “Yup, that’s her. Sabhira’s daughter,” answered Kitty distractedly. “She’s quite unexpectedly resourceful for a prostitute!” “She wasn’t. She sort of functioned as their doctor of sorts though.”
“Why is it that every time we meet, I end up getting hurt somehow?” FarSeer asked Kitty, changing the subject. Kitty smiled, “Just your luck! You shouldn’t have TRIED to meet me again. It’s your fault!” “Listen, Kitty. You probably know by now. I think I’m in love with you.” “Oh, I know. And I’m… We’re too different. Not just the species thing, but your life. Living out here, the Werewolf thing.”
“I’ve been thinking about that. I’d be willing to give it up, you know.” “That’s what I’m afraid of. You WOULD give it up, and you shouldn’t. But your life too, living out here in the woods. You’d give that up too. All that to please me. It’s too much. I’d feel bad and you would miss it.” “Yeah. I guess you’re right. You know I’d never be happy in a crowd.” “And I don’t think I could live out here like you. We just don’t fit together.”
“So it’s not just the Werewolf thing then?” “Well, to be honest that’s pretty fucking big! But no. It’s not just that. Like I said, we just don’t fit together.” “Friends then?” “I’m sorry FarSeer, but no. We would never be just friends. I couldn’t be.” “Me too. But it’s hard.” Kitty hugged him fiercely, “It IS hard. Too hard. You shouldn’t have come looking for me.”
FarSeer look down into her eyes for a long time. For the last time with that intensity. Then he sighed, as if letting something go, and changed the subject. “So what’s the deal with Shabhira?” “They call her a Herb Witch. She seems very smart.” “And she’s going back with you to the Tails?” Kitty nodded. "For a while I guess, but she’s not going to stay. I think she wants to travel. Now that she’s rich, I think she’s going to do that.“
"So at least your quest hasn’t been in vain.” “No, not in vain. I don’t regret anything you know,” Kitty said, looking up at him again. But FarSeer was looking ahead and appeared not to notice her. Finally, he said, “Neither do I, Kitty.” They kissed then, with all the awkwardness and incompatibility inherent in such a thing between an Argonian and a Khajiit. It was as clumsy and unnatural as would be expected, and it was a kiss Kitty would never forget.
Somehow, with that kiss, Kitty’s turmoil was resolved. She knew she would return to her old life and banish thoughts of FarSeer, knowing that it was for the best for both of them. Yet she would always know that he was out there somewhere, and that would be enough. Enough to know that somewhere out there was a person who felt so strongly towards her that he would have given up everything. It wasn’t the fairy tale ending to their short romance, but Kitty knew she could live with that.
“Shabhira!” called Udaran when she saw them approaching. "Thank god, we were getting worried about you two. Wait. Is that FarSeer with Kitty? Um… and is he NAKED?“ "Oh, yes. He found us while we were in the woods searching for a place. I mistook him for some danger though and lobbed a rather potent stink bomb at him. We had to get him cleaned up. It pretty much ruined his clothes so…” “I see! A LOT! Well, Ubergard found an unoccupied cabin we can stay in for the night, so no problem there. There’s probably something in it he can wear.”
“Hello Udaran,” FarSeer said in greeting. “Well hello FarSeer. What brings you way up here?” “Your little scout. I decided I needed to talk to her again so I’ve been waiting for you to return.” Udaran looked to Kitty who shrugged. “Don’t look at me! I told him it was stupid.”
Later, as they came up to the cabin Ubergard had discovered… “Oh my! FarSeer! Ever so GOOD to see you again!” Muz-Ra said with maybe a bit too much emphasis as Shabhira, Kitty and FarSeer came up the path. “You too Red, but… my eyes are up here.” “Of course they are. But your penis is down there!”

Sabhira’s Daughter #48

“I hope the others are having better luck than us, Shabhira.” “I haven’t seen anything likely either. We might as well head back early.” “Agreed.”
“Wait!” Shabira whispered urgently to Kitty. “Did you hear that? Better put your cloak on Kitty. Sounds like something big coming this way!” “Not until I absolutely have to. Blindness sucks, trust me! What about you?” “I’m going to try a stink bomb first. But I’ve got more lethal methods if I need them. Don’t worry about me… Shhhhh!”
Shabhira and Kitty both crouched behind a boulder while something continued to approach. As it got close, Shabhira palmed a vial and nodded to Kitty beside her, then leaped out and hurled the vial in the direction of the noise while Kitty stood up to look, ready for anything. The vial burst against a tree and a fine green mist exploded outward from it as if it had been under extreme pressure.
“Oh my god!” cried a familiar voice. "ACK! <SNORT!> What the hell IS this?!“ Shabhira shouted back, "Stop! Stand still or you’ll regret it! Who are you?” A shape stepped out from behind a tree, large and scaled. "I ALREADY regret it! My name is FarSeer and I’m unarmed. Who are you?“ "FarSeer!” cried Kitty.
“Kitty! Call off your friend! And PLEASE let me get a bath, like NOW!” The wind shifted a bit and suddenly Kitty could smell a terribly pungent and obnoxious odor.“ "FarSeer? I’m sorry, we thought you were a bear or something! Come on over.” But the big Argonian was already running past them. "Oh I can’t stand this. Sorry Kitty, I’ve GOT to get this smell off me NOW!“ "WAIT!,” Sabhira shouted to the stricken Argonian, but he was already gone. FarSeer stripped off his clothes as he ran and jumped naked into the lake.
By then, Kitty had recovered and ran after him with Shabhira following. Once at the water’s edge, Shabhira shouted to FarSeer, who was trying his best to rub the smell off himself. “FarSeer, you have to get out! Water will only spread it around you, but it WILL attract Slaughterfish!” As if on cue, the Argonian yelped at a nip on his butt and clambered out as fast as he could.
“What on earth IS this stuff?” he asked. “Wow! You really STINK FarSeer!” “No kidding!” he replied, but smiling at the little Khajiit. “FarSeer, lay down and we’ll put this ointment on. It will neutralize the smell, but you have to stay still.”
“Yes, FarSeer. It needs to be on ALL of you. Don’t be shy, I’ve seen Argonian males before. Yes, even there.” FarSeer sighed and turned over. “Essence of Skunk?” Kitty guessed. “Afraid not. It’s worse than that, but you don’t want to know. Really, you don’t,” Shabhira said, applying more ointment. Let’s just finish getting this on him before it becomes permanent.“ "PERMANENT?! Here, have at me!” exclaimed FarSeer, exposing all of himself. “Lady, that stuff is pure EVIL and you should be in jail for using it!“ “Watch yourself, lizard, I have your children in my hand!” giggled Shabhira.
“There. That should do it,” Shabhira sat back admiring their work. “Well great, but NOW what am I going to wear? My clothes are ruined.” “THAT is true. No way you’re going to fit in anything Kitty or I brought either. Sorry but I think you’re going to stay naked till we can find you something.” “What on earth are you doing up here anyway?” Kitty asked. "Ubergard said your cabin was way on the other side of the lake!“
"It is. I… I was looking for you to be honest.” “Me? But you had no idea when I’d be coming back this way. Or even IF I would.” “Yeah, I know. I kinda… have been waiting. A long time.” Kitty smiled sadly up at the scaley face. “I’m sorry FarSeer. But you know it could never work.” “I know, but I had to see you again. I couldn’t let you go without talking to you first.” Shabhira looked from one to the other. "We’d best be getting back. We’re going to be late. I’ll lead the way and you can talk privately while we go back.“ "Thanks Shabhira,” Kitty said, not looking away from FarSeer.

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