I had found my way into the sewer. It was not great. It smelled, it sucked and it was humid. So it was worse than Morthal actually. So that was something.
I casted candlelight. I suspected there wouldn't be any monsters or enemies. However I still kept my guard up as the ball of light floated around me. I avoided touching anything and I snuck through the sewer.
However eventually I started hearing some noises. So I began following the sound. Eventually I came to a sealed passage. I brushed my hand on it and it glowed with runes. So I guess i was enchanted? However I grabbed the handle to the door. It was unlocked.
I put it together. The door was to keep out the awful smell of the sewer. The runes were some kind of protection enchantment. I opened the doorway and I heard the sounds grow much louder. No wonder the sounds could be heard on the surface.
A low growl turned into a howl it wasn't long until it switched into the clattering of metal. Walking into the passage way it started to be lit up by torches. I came to a cave like opening. In the middle of the room sat a werewolf. I couldn't help, but notice it had breasts. So this was the girl.
It looked at me with its eyes and it yanked on the metal chains holding it in place. One of the chains were ripped from the wall. Another 4 chains held the woman in place. 2 chains were locked onto her legs, another was locked to her left arm and the last remaining chain was locked around her neck.
It yanked on the chains and growled at me. I asked, "Are you still sane?"
Some couldn't stay sane in the transformation. Seemingly this girl was stuck in the transformation. She seemed to relax slightly, but she was still on guard. So I took out the food I prepared. "These baskets seem empty you want something to eat?"
She looked at me retaining the suspicious look. I sighed, taking of Hircine's ring. "Put this ring on."
I tossed it to her and she caught in her claws. She looked at it for a second and then carefully put it to her finger. She began transformation back into a human as it adjusted to her hand. I studied her face. She was rather beautiful. Though she had something feral about her. Too much time spent as a werewolf it seems.
She still had clothes on. Though it was a tattered dress that barely covered her completely. I crouched, and I could see she didn't have any underwear. I smiled, "Want to eat now?"
She struggled to speak for a second. "Who are you?"
I shrugged, "My name is Vek Frostwane. However I am also your Father's Killer."
Her expression flickered. I saw some anger, some sadness, and then some acceptance. "Why did you kill him."
The chains around her limbs were no longer connected, but the one around her neck remained. I took a bite out of the sausages I bought. "Meh, he made a deal with a daedric prince to cure you. However said cure was an axe called the rueful axe. Surprised he kept the thing, but after I read his journal... Well, I guess he planned on killing you if you lost your sanity."
She laughed, "I wouldn't blame him." She looked at her hands, "Even now I still feel rage and hunger. Not the type of hunger than can be fixed by eating."
I nodded, "I used that ring to become a werebeast. It was a blur honestly."
She looked at the ring, "What is this? when you tossed it to me. It felt like it was calling to me."
I laughed, "It is an artifact from a different daedric prince, Hircine's ring. It controls werebeast transformations."
She looked at me tilting her head like a dog, "So I am stuck with it?"
I shrugged, "Unlikely. You just have to learn how to control you transformation. It isn't a cure, but control is the next best thing."
She shook her head, "You think i haven't tried that? she yabnked the ring off and threw it at me. I caught it, however she looked down in shock. "What the hell! I-I am still human?"
I nodded, "It is a magic ring? What did you expect? By the way, what's your name?"
She looked at me and where my eyes were looking. Her whole face went red and she covered her lower half more. "Why should I tell you Pervert!"
I raised an eyebrow, "How am I the pervert? I am honestly impressed you still had clothes on. Wait..." Perhaps since I transformed into a Werewolf Behemoth? That made sense actually, I'll keep that in mind next time.
I shrugged, "Name? or do you want to stay down here?"
She sighed, "Viree Lort, care to help me with this collar?"
My quest wasn't completed. Which meant I still had more work to do. I sighed, "What will you do once your out?"
She froze, then her voice became rough. "I don't know! Just help me."
I shook my head, "Not a chance, you just spent how long as a werewolf? Sorry to say, but you aren't safe to let free."
Her face turned to one of anger and she jumped at me however the chain held her back. She coughed, "Fuck!"
I smirked, "Kind of proved my point."
I opened my quest log and just looked it over. The next part of the quest split into different parts. I still had the optional quest choice to kill her. However the other two options were annoying. The first choice was to 'tame her'. The second was to help her find a cure. Either way she would become a follower it seems.
I looked past her at the chain that kept her in place. She was watching me still. I certainly wouldn't mind having her as a follower. However I was more of a handle things myself kind of person. The only real cure I knew of for lycanthropy was the one acquired through the companion's quest line. No way there wasn't a couple of players at Whiterun doing those quests.
So my only real choice was to go kill one of those witches and drag Viree to the tomb in which you preform the ritual or as the quest log said. I had to 'tame her'. What that actually meant I had no fucking idea. Did the quest want me to train her like a dog or something?
She yelled at me, "ARE YOU JUST GONNA STARE AT ME!"
They only control method I knew of right now was the speechcraft skill tree. One of the more advanced perks was Contract. It created magic soul binding contracts that could be used in various ways. However I had invested mostly in the persuasion branch of the skill tree. Meaning I would need 5 perk points to climb my way up and about 25 more points in speechcraft itself.
So sadly that was a no go. I paused and couldn't help grinning. That didn't mean I couldn't convince her it was a soul binding contract. The quest should honor it if she believes it completely. I finally responded to her. "I was thinking of a way in which you could leave this place. Without being a threat to yourself or others."
She backed up on all fours. "I don't like that look in your eyes."
I smiled as I got up, "I don't know what you mean."