(Reyvin's POV)
I tug at the fishing line patiently, the tiniest of vibrations passing all the way to the bait and causing a chain reaction resulting in a rather massive trout landing into the half-filled basked floating next to .
"That is 23 for ." I say smugly.
"It isn't a competition." Savos attempts to hide his childish pout with a disappointed sigh, failing utterly.
A loud crunching sound draws my attention to my right just in ti to see Shalazar simply grab a fish straight out of the water and scarf the whole thing down, chewing it with bones and all like a complete animal.
"Right," I acquiesce, pointedly not looking at the visibly amused lizard wizard.
After so pleasant silence and a couple more fishes caught/devoured Savos comnts "I do have to admit, this little exercise of yours is a great idea."
"Indeed!" Shalazar exclaims, his mouth almost disturbingly clean "To think there would be such a thod both glorious and entertaining to advance my art!" Almost sensing my discomfort he gives a toothy grin, almost shark-like in its appearance "Not to ntion the food!" He does a chef's kiss "Absolutely decadent."
Suppressing the primal shiver of discomfort I seek anything to distract from the ravenous lizard and soon notice a bunch of sailors gaping at our trio of fisherpeople, most of them looking completely baffled by the sight of us.
I feel like I should explain just why that is.
After a day of returning from the battlefield and just relaxing, I still didn't feel like jumping back into any of my projects so I decided to do sothing unusual to relax... And now Savos, Shalazar, and myself were levitating half a ter above water and doing our best to not disturb the fish while levitating for hours on end.
It was fun, especially when so of the apprentices tried copying us after a while and all ended up getting a free cold bath after a minute or so of levitation. All three of us got so free chuckles out of them looking at us with pleading eyes and their utter devastation as we refused to help them at all.
They lived.
As to how the three of us remained floating for almost the entire day?
Two words: Magic weed.
Still, all things must end and so did our little fishing trip, with six full baskets of fish caught by Savos and myself while Shalazar sohow managed to devour four tis his bodyweight of trout in a short fourteen hours.
Bloody animal didn't even take a single bathroom break either.
Naturally, all that fish had to go sowhere so another feast at the Respite it was, we even invited the nearly drowned students as a bit of compensation!
The whole thing turned into a party as more and more people arrived and just started... vibing... with the atmosphere and the music grew more and more cheery. Many of the Masters and all of my colleagues/friends who were present joined in on the spontaneous celebration... it was almost supernatural.
'Wait.' My hand holding the completely ineffectual ad stops dead in its tracks as I scan the entire building within an instant.
Morrigan was drunk and attempting to make a very uncomfortable Thorfinn try out her potions as an... advertisent while a bunch of the guardsn kept encouraging him to go for it.
Marwyn was still talking about necromancy with Phineas, even as the latter was barely listening while going over anatomical diagrams and pretending to drink simple water. Tolfdir was leading a crowd dance while disguised as a cheery young man, two won leaning on him from both sides.
And Savos was sitting at the counter next to a suspiciously familiar looking man.
No wait, that isn't a man, that is a bloody Dae-
Fuckmothering Sanguine turned his head and gave a cheerful wink while patting Savos on the back and offering him another ale as the two talked like old friends, a newly ford Sanguine Rose already attached to one of Savos' pockets.
Noticing the staredown, my grandfather gave a reassuring wave while his aura gave a feeling of 'I know what I am doing'.
Instead of bothering with dissuading him I simply shrugged and looked back at the Daedric Prince getting drunk in my establishnt, probably for free as well. With a flick of my hand, my blade appeared, visible only to the Daedra and I took great pleasure in the widening of his eyes as I caressed the blade causing artificial sparks to fly off of it.
With my ssage (Read: Threat of vigorous violence) sent to the rowdy fucker I returned to my own ga of seeing who is doing the dumbest shit just in ti for soone to sit down next to , soone rather familiar.
"Why
I was so disappointed that you didn't invite to your little get-together." phala disguised as a sinfully seductive Dunr lady sat down next to , a cup of sweet slling poison in her hand while the other supported her perfectly proportioned face.
Not being bothered by her sudden presence in the least I shrugged "I didn't know about the cause of the 'little get-together' until just now so you will have to excuse my impertinence." "Oh, how could I ever stay mad at my favorite mortal?" She titters.
"Want one?" I offer her a cigar in lieu of an answer which she naturally accepts.
Two plus of blue smoke and a couple of relaxed sighs later I decide to ask "You have been oddly silent after the whole ridia debacle."
She pretends as if she had forgotten all about it before 'awkwardly' chuckling "Ah that..." She offers an eye smile while covering her smirking mouth "After your thorough humiliation of the sun bitch we all decided to pounce on her while she was down, you've given a lot of work to deal with young man." Her entire deanor shifts from a seductive young lady into a teasing mature woman.
I roll my eyes "Yes yes, as if the whole thing won't revert back to the status quo in a re century or so. You Daedra are so lodramatic."
"Oh co now" phala pouts "You must be at least a bit happy to hear that she got her ass repeatedly and roughly served to her by Molly and the others."
"And I am sure you did not join in the proverbial gangbang." I deadpan at her causing her to giggle disturbingly.
"But of course, who do you take for?" She retorts cheerfully.
I let out an amused snort, finally allowing phala to see my true feelings as my eyes narrow and let out a violent red glow "Of course I love hearing that she got fucked over by you lot." I practically growl out, only the loud music stopping people from noticing my barely hidden fury "If I didn't have things to do down here I would have offered to join in myself." Letting my frustration slowly dissipate and taking another long inhalation of magical smoke I sigh "...Is what I would love to say if I didn't know for a fact I would end up as a sar on the ground almost imdiately upon even dreaming of entering her domain."
The smile, which had disappeared from her face after my previous declaration, slowly returns to phala "Good, I thought you grew stupid for a mont there."
I snort "You wish."
She rolls her eyes "Your refusal only motivates to try harder."
"And your attempts only serve to entertain further." I retort without a hint of hesitation.
We stare at each other for a mont before bursting into a fit of quiet laughter, phala turning sowhat serious after a short while "Back to business unfortunately, I do not have
all day."
"Right." I turn serious as well "What did you need?"
"Why do you think I always need sothing?" She half pouts, and noticing my swiftly developing deadpan she speaks up "I wanted to tell you that many of my servants are eager to
get summoned by you, should you ever wish it."
I raise an eyebrow "Oh? That is good to know."
"I expected a bit more awe." The god of lies and murder now pouts fully.
I shrug "Eh, I already have my mortal forces but I guess that a Dremora or two wouldn't be
amiss where I am inevitably going to end up. Now, what else did you need?"
She clutches at her heart "Ah, to beco predictable so quickly! How shaful!"
"Kindly do not dirty my plush seats with your degeneracy." I narrow my eyes. "Too late." She gives an innocent smile and I can practically hear the 'Tehe!' hidden
behind it.
Taking another shot of magihuana and counting to ten I open my eyes once more and ask slowly "What did you need, Lady phala?"
She seems just about ready to take another shot at bringing discomfort but thinks better of it as I pull out a mostly fresh fish from my storage and give her a threatening stare "Fine, be like that!" She huffs "I wanted to tell you that if you want to get the mace you should get to it soon, Molag has been focused on the ridia situation but he will inevitably get interested in the mortal world before long."
"Still interested in the filthy hunk of tal, eh?" I ask lazily but then just wave the question off before she can answer "Fine, Markarth was on my list anyway considering the filthy Namirans crawling in its dark crevices."
phala sniffs the air in disgust "Ugh, her."
"Exactly." I nod with vigorous amounts of hatred in my eyes "Though sothing tells
that another of your colleagues is already involved in the Molly situation." I give her a
sidelong glance "Should I be worried?"
She blinks before seemingly rembering what I was talking about and waves it off "Just do what you want, she doesn't care about her servants nearly as much as the rest of us."
"And if she decides to get interested?" I deadpan, fully expecting the final third of the
Tribunal to be paying attention to .
"Then you deal with her as you desire, she knows not to push too far." phala responds with
surprising amounts of steel in her tone.
"Right." I lean back into my seat "Another one?" I offer her a second cigar and she nods
eagerly, apparently taken by the neat little things.
My eyes drift over the gathered people, all of them falling into more and more ridiculous
drunken behavior, thankfully all of it harmless.
My eyes widen in sheer horror as I see Shalazar still. devouring. fish.
It is monts like this I regret my newfound immunity to alcohol.
(General POV)
"So that is the reason you don't visit nearly as often?" Sanguine asks Savos, not an ounce of
judgnt in his voice.
Savos smirks "Indeed, life doesn't seem nearly as dull anymore."
Sanguine pretends to sniff and wipe off a tear "They grow up so fast!" He lants falsely
before sending another stealthy glance toward Reyvin, his eyes widening a fraction as he notices his drinking companion.
After a mont of silence Sanguine's eyes glead with interest "He does seem rather
interesting, maybe I should visit more often."
"Do that at your own risk." Savos deadpans with such certainty it outright scares the drunken
Daedric Prince for a split second.
"What do you an by that Sav?" Said Prince asks, swiftly hiding his discomfort behind a curious gaze.
Savos rely takes a drink and whistles, pretending not to hear anything. "Co on man, don't blueball here!" Sanguine begs after a bit more silence.
"Huh? You were saying sothing?" The Archmage looks at him, genuinely confused.
"Just give another drink." Sanguine deadpans.
"That is what I thought." Savos Aren smirks.
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