Kelvin
Aida looked at the others with a proud and ready smirk. She shed the furs and feathers and bone decorated armors from her body, revealing the soft cloth underwear she wore beneath it. As everyone had affirmed they were ready. Aida looked to Khiara with a flirtatious, confident smile. She hunched down, flexed her muscles and hissed out as if suffering a sharp pain.

Then it began. The popping of joints, the sudden jutting of bone, dislocated edges of muscle and skeleton. Shapes and proportions of limbs began to exaggerate; as if her very bones were growing inside of her with cracks and crackles of garrish flesh crafted change.

Then the muscles filled the lengths, filled the absence and lankiness with a heavy, hardy, strong flesh. Her body became a massive thing hulking and impressive. Her face broke, her mouth and nose grew long with gritted, pained, and growling teeth into a snout. Just as quickly as her flesh filled the lengths of her limbs furr grew. Patchy, but stark, until the beast before them became a mountain of dark browns and blacks casting a shadow as the Drudachs do in the morning.

She roared and the volume of it burst like an impact into the chests of Illtyd, and Branys. Though they had become accustomed; they stumbled back, shuddered by instinct but soon gleefully laughed with a morbid humor as they regained their sensibility from their immediate fear. It was a thrill now, as was cliff diving, or rock climbing. Witnessing the fearful stature of their wolfish friend was a thrilling fear.

Aida glanced at Khiara with a snarl then blasted off her mighty digitigrade legs towards the north, towards the pine forests of Hjaalmarch and Pinemoon.
Amy
It was very much a frightful, but thrilling sight to witness Aida shift into the beast. The sounds of cracking, breaking, popping bones and joints. The incredible visceral sight of watching her body change was disturbing but wondrous.

Yet soon stood before her; an incredible sight, Aida was an incredible beast; the strength and musculature was as much a thrill to witness as the fear-inducing roar. And yet the wolfish woman still had a charm to her with the snarl, and glance. Almost as if the werewolf still maintained the reachfolk humanity; the humor, the soul and heart of Aida.

As the monster dashed away north to face the Vampires; Khiara could only gaze longingly at the creature, finding Aida more and more alluring as the beast bound off into the misty woodline.

Khaira scooped up the terrified scamp and ruffled the wrinkled scraggly head to try and prove to him it was nothing to worry about.

"I don't think I can take him with me to the village. He should be more than adequate to aid your gathering though." She explained to Branys and Illtyd. Both nodded in acceptance. "He's a bit of a menace, but if you encourage him with more goat, he will behave and help." She explained quickly. Both nodded again. Illtyd revealed a pouch of dried meat treats and offered one out to the scamp.

"Go ahead Aodh, be good, follow orders. Get treats." Khaira directed him to the others. The Scamp eagerly scampered over to join the foragers.

With that the small tribe parted ways. Khaira to the path down to Dragon's Bridge and the outlying farms of Solitude. Aodh, Branys, and Illtyd towards the east, and cliff-ward to find the mudcrabs, flowers and mushrooms near the Karth shoreline.
Kelvin
Iltyd, Branys, and Aidh would have very little trouble in their efforts, as the defined ingredients were plentiful in that area. The most difficult part of their trek was navigating the rock face down towards the water's edge and back. Though, for the small scamp and the two experienced foragers it was hardly difficult, as, at least llltyd and Branys were well acquainted with the path down.

Aida, however, had the challenge of a magicka wielding vampiric cult and thralls to contend with. As the bounding werewolf followed the scent of the decrepit undead towards the cave she found the yielding flesh of thralls guarding the entrance through the shadowy daylight of the grove.

She sprinted towards them and leapt from the brush to take one fur dressed thrall. Her claws ripping the cur to the vitals and spraying the pine crisp air with the metallic tang of blood. The corpse twitched below her as the other came to strike only for Aida to knock the broadsword away with a swipe. The other hand slashing back and throwing the thrall against the rocks. She leapt upon him, and bit his head untill its bones gave way to another gush of blood.

The werewolf's maw found more vitality and control as it dug its teeth into the meath of one and then the other. She feasted on the bloody bodies before turning her attention back to the cave itself, and the pungent smell of vampires within.
Amy
As the others made their way down to the river, and Aida into a river of blood... Khaira walked carefully through the morning snow down to the edge of Dragons Bridge. She adjusted her cloak, and hood and walked on into the small settlement.

The strangely armored imperials patrolling the road and bridge path eyed her carefully. They would not recognize her as wanted, nor as a forsworn, but perhaps as an adventuring mage.

She made her way into the tavern unhindered, and felt the sudden calming warmth of the fire within. Khaira let down the hood to reveal her unbrushed hair, and demure features. The reachwoman approached the tavern keeper and inquired of any cooking, and alchemical ingredients she might have.

Wheat a plenty, of course. And a few odd ingredients as well. Elves' ear, white cap, and red mountain flower. Perfect for her intentions. She paid, with little care for the cost, it seemed reasonable, and coin was of little use to a woman that otherwise lived off the land.

She collected her produce, and packed it carefully in her satchel before moving to leave.