There was a nod of understanding from Vera. The clan's culture was not one that was entirely complete just from immediate visual observation. Kaleeth's questions would come eventually. Vera still proceeded as normal, "Very well, I suppose we might start with those immediately in my service," Kaleeth looked around her table and motioned to a number of people from those around her at various distances, "Tertia, Loren, Tulga, Pierette, and...where is he?" Vera had to crane her head up to find the final one, "...over there, Valan. These five are all alphas of their own packs, but I am their alpha in this clan." Vera gestured with one hand while she explained in an attempt to keep Kaleeth engaged. "All of the other lieutenants have about as many people in their command. The hierarchical structure makes it busy for us lieutenants, and unfortunately it makes for less personal time spent with pack members, but it seems to work." Vera paused to take a short breath and think of what to say next, "I have duties outside of leadership, of course. Everyone takes time out to do various labours according to our capabilities. Complex things, like smithing, fall to those trained, but everyone here knows how to clean or sew, for instance."

Vera began to stand up and motioned for Kaleeth to follow, but did not set off from the dining hall yet. "I myself used to work at an orphanage before I was turned. I learned how to teach young children, and I still do. The only difference is that now they're lycans." Vera managed to smile and laugh through her nose, "With some of their tantrums, it makes you wonder whether it really takes their teenage years to start turning, but at least there are not terribly many living in this place."

After walking up the stairs to the scholar's loft, Meesei and Sabine found it even quieter than before. It was bordering on silent if only for the small sounds creeping up the halls from the rest of the clan. Neither Juteem or Carana were present this time, the room was devoid of people. Although, as luck would have it, Sabine heard footsteps ascending the stairs behind them a short moment later accompanied by quiet, but casual voices. Sabine turned to see Carana holding a book to her chest and talking up to an Altmer woman about twice her height. Neither of them noticed Sabine and Meesei until they neared the top of the stairs, but Carana's reaction was more polite and surprised than anything. "Ah, Champion, good morning. Can I help you with anything?"

"What do I think?" Harriet repeated, a grin spreading on her face, "I think both." Harriet's grin instantly faded as she spotted someone out of the corner of her eye and swiftly shouted in the character's direction. "Hey, Gerald!" She stuck to fingers in her mouth and whistled loudly to grab the attention of the sword and training mace wielding Redguard in one section of the main chamber. The man was running through weapon drills at the time.

Despite being of a heavier than average build and clearly displaying practised movements with his weapon, Gerald the Redguard's body seemed to tense up in shock and slight fear. He even double checked Harriet once he spotted her. Harriet just seemed to laugh at the reaction as she walked towards him. She leaned her head towards Lorag to explain. "Gerald here is one of the more talented fighters in one of my packs. This'll still probably end up turning into a tutoring session for him, though. Who do you think would win a fight between him and...let's say your Imperial friend, Janius, was it? What do you think from a glance?"