A/N: Late update...:T

Hi.

Sorry for the wait. I just started writing another Elder Scrolls fic featuring Ondolemar (damn bastard) and I forgot to update this one, which alot of people seem to like more than any of my other Elder Scrolls fics, which have 0-3 reviews only basically.

:( Y U PEOPLE NO LIKE MY STORIES? :'(

Kidding. Plus, I've been caught up with some new video games too. And I've been busy...saving Pandora from Handsome Jack. asdfghjklanyway

"Ouch! Gods damn it all!" Raen exclaimed in tears as she rubbed her eyes slowly while in pain. Derkeethus wiped away her tears while trying to calm her down. Everyone in the group was rushing around their campsite, looking for herbs and plants and water and potions; anything that would help Raen.

After the encounter with M'aiq, Raen had stomped down the road to Ivarstead. And when they had shortly found a good patch of firm, grassy ground near the side of the road, they all sat there for the rest of the afternoon, and into the evening. Raen spent her afternoon with Derkeethus in her small-clothes, as they sat in the sun by the edge of the river. Raen read a book while snuggling up to him, and after a while, he jumped into the river to catch some fish. She was alone for the rest of the sunny afternoon, happily reading her book. But the whole time, she had felt a hot, tingling sensation all over her body. When Derkeethus came up to her just as the sun was setting, he tapped on her shoulder gently, but this caused Raen to shriek in pain and grab her shoulder defensively, which only resulted in more pain. When she turned to him, his eyes widened in concern.

"Raen, you're burned," he whispered, but this only made her cry lightly. She was so dissapointed in herself for not paying attention. She had a sunburn that nearly covered the whole front of her body. Her pale, almost snow white skin was now red as blood. Every step she took caused severe pain to run through her whole body.

After a long process of trying to get Raen to rest and stay still, everyone scattered around the area to find anything that would help her recover. After a good two hours, Pe'ram found some aloe and tried to stir it and mush it into a spreadable substance. She decided to mix it with a healing potion, skooma, and some spare moonsugar (which she was very reluctant to part with).

After a half hour of trying to perfect the mixture, it seemed clumpy enough to spread onto Raen's body. With the palm of his hand, Derkeethus lay the mixture out upon her flesh. He gently began to spread it, while Raen wriggled and hissed. When the process was done, he told her to stay put. Raen grit her teeth and clenched her fists and toes as her flesh burned and tingled. She doubted the mixture would work.

"This one knows much of healing," Pe'ram began, pointing to herself. "Pe'ram was...a nurse of sorts, back in Elsweyr, during a short time when many Khajiit fought for our land against wild predators. This, of course, was before most of them were tamed by Khajiit. Pe'ram would patch the wounds of males after hours of fighting. The females would nurse them back to health so they could continue their fight. Then after a short while everyone stopped fighting, and started turning to skooma and moonsugar to...pass the time," she finished with a sly smirk.

"But I thought you were abandoned at a young age here in Skyrim?" Raen sneered. Norin smiled lightly.

"We each took a short break from each other during teenagerhood. You know how stressful those years can be for women. The last thing we needed was for our foolish hormones to tear us apart, so we took a short break and went back to our own lands for a while. We met up back here after a year or so," she informed her. Ethir and Pe'ram nodded while Raen raised her eyebrows in understanding.

"I see...Ow!" she hissed in pain as Derkeethus's scales grazed a sensitive spot.

"Sorry, love," he apologized. He continued to gently work the substance onto her skin. Ethir, Norin and Pe'ram all sat together, resting their chins in their palms, when all three heads looked up to the sound of heavy footsteps.

"I thought you said you knew the way!" said one voice.

"No, I said I knew the way out. And I got us out. I never said I knew where to go after," replied another voice.

Two other voices joined in with the bickering until the light of the large fire shone round them. And then the small group of voices grew afraid.

"Who's there?" they called in unison.

"We are but travellers, good men. You need not fret," Anika curtsied in front of the fire, smiling. The others held their arms wide to welcome them.

"Where are you coming from, if I may ask?" Ethir questioned. Everyone eyed the new men. Two argonians (one with heavy feathers and curled horns, and the other with spiked horns), and a dark elf with white facepaint.

"Er...Prison?" The dark elf spoke for all of them. Everyone took a few steps away from these men, fingers reaching for their daggers. Then Felicia, a black-haired Nord, stepped up to them, holding a hand up signalling for everyone to pause.

"One moment...I know you." she whispered, pointing at Neetrenaza. He eyed for a moment before glaring at her, recognizing her instantly.

"Oh, it's you," he hissed. But before those two could bicker for whatever reason, there was another outburst.

"Scouts! It's been a while!" Shavee the Argonian smiled at them as she waved. Another outburst ensued.

"Athis?" someone cried, and a Redgaurd named Todwen pointed at the well-known member of the Companions who was instantly recognized by the rest of the group.

"What? I thought he was on vacation?" Raen mumbled in question.

"Well, about that, er, I wason vacation, in Windhelm. I was visiting some cousins of mine, and I got arrested for patting a Nord man on the shoulder as a greeting when I passed by. Nobody told me how racist everyone was, so how was I supposed to know that the guy would act as if I set him on fire? By Azura, I've never been so angry in all my two hundred years," he explained. Everyone nodded in acknowledgement as they turned to look at the Argonians.

"What about you guys?" Derkeethus asked.

"Well, egg-brother, Neetrenaza and I wanted to escape the torment of working at the docks all day, since Shavee here had already succeeded., so I tried to drag him across the water with me. He was protesting despite wanting to leave, and the guards heard us and arrested us for trying to run away. We met Athis in jail and he helped us escape. We've been wandering for days and we've barely eaten or slept. We'd hate to trouble you but-" Scouts-Many-Marshes was then interrupted.

"Look can you guys just spare us some food and drink and a place to sleep?" Neetrenaza rudely butted in. Scouts glared at him as the group welcomed them with open arms. Raen sighed as her already large "posse" grew even larger. But she relaxed and tried to stay positive about the new additions to the group, while her medicine worked its way across her skin.

Merp.