20201129 I-SL Damsel in Distress
Next morning we found out that big feast was on schedule in a few days. Not overly fond of the food in the Shivering Iles we delay our departure to take part. Stuff our faces before lean times so to speak.
The feast over, we were making preparations to return to the Shivering Isles when it was noticed the number of Ayleid ruins we’ve visited did not match up with the number of statues collected. We’re one short. Maeva is going to stay here in Merendin to study her maps to figure out where we may have missed an Ayleid statue.
Casting the spell that takes us to the Midas Astral Gateway we use the gateway to return to our cellar room in Bliss. After settling in we walked over to The Choosy Beggar for food and drinks.
“Feache what’s bothering you? You’re not eating?” Kaleah asked with a look of concern in her eyes.
“Feels like my head exploded, guess I overdid it at the feast. I just need a couple drinks before attempting the food.”
A of couple unplanned days was spent in Bliss before I felt like traveling again. Travel was easy under a strangely beautiful overcast sky and we made good progress on our journey to the northeastern coast. Near the halfway point we come across an isolated altar where we find a Madness Bow Matrix and a Madness Cuirass Matrix. Those might be worth something to one of the smiths back in the Twin cities.
Continuing on we arrived at the coast. The little island where Turumerin operates the 19 Voids is now just a short walk across the water.
Arriving at the 19 Voids the meeting with Turumerin went better than I had feared. The expected battle for dominance between Turumerin and Kaleah was little more than a staring match with some fang baring, and talon flashing. Our defiant Kaleah, the succubus stood her ground against the larger, more powerful Daedra Seducer. With neither giving an inch this contest of wills went on for some time.
After several long minutes of watching the two Daedra glare at each other I interrupted their party to tell Turumerin that her sister, Teshekru had been released from soul gem captivity. Turumerin was thrilled to hear the good news.
Our rewarded was a Gear Hammer Replica.
Tired from the long trek to get here, we asked about lodging for the night. Giving us a strange weapon is one thing; providing a bed for the night is another thing all together.
Turumerin declared, “Because you have done me a great service I’ve allowed you and your companions to sit and rest here for awhile but the Apostate and that abomination (pointing to Pym) cannot sleep here.”
“What?”
Kaleah exploded and tried to leap across the bar to get at Turumerin. Pym and I caught her and it took everything we had to drag Kaleah out of the inn before an all out brawl started.
“Kaleah, what was that all about? Why did Turumerin called Pym an abomination?”
Kaleah turned away and refused to answer. The sound of teeth grinding was all the answer I was going to get.
Walking around the little island to cool off we noticed a painting propped up against the back wall. It appears to be an unfinished painting of a golden saint and a dark seducer in friendly repose. Most unusual.
An ever-burning beach bonfire provided warmth against the cool sea breeze allowing us to get a fairly good night’s sleep. The next morning instead of teleporting back Merendin it was decided to take a tour across the northern part of the Shivering Isles. Maybe we’ll find some action to help take the edge off of Kaleah dark mood.