As they had to take turns, it did take some time for most of everyone to make it up into the trees. Meesei was last, along with Leaps. Fortunately, the lift could support both of them at the same time, so she was able to stay close to the wamasu to ensure that he did not panic on the way up. Leaps certainly became nervous as they began to lift the pair up. He stood quickly and looked down over the edge, so Meesei rubbed the back of his neck gently and repeated the command "stay" until they were high enough that he would not consider jumping. It was unavoidable that Leaps would be stressed by this new experience, but once they were on the platform, he at least had no problem staying away from the edge. 

Once most of everyone was up in the trees, Ra'maranja approached the Bosmer in his group. "Continue on to the clan and inform the clan leader of our proposed meeting. We will remain here with the Champion's pack." He ordered, to which the Bosmer quickly agreed. Ra'maranja then moved forward towards one of the ramps leading up to the structures above. "Come, this one will show you to your accommodations. There are four buildings, built entirely around the trunks of the trees. The smaller two mostly just contain beds, while the large one in the middle is basically the living area. The last, medium-sized hut is just for storage, and contains most of the supplies."

Peiter nodded to Sabine as they made their way back to the ropes. "That...makes sense. I can just imagine how good some nice, cold water would feel right about now. We might want to go searching for some after this training; swordfighting can be pretty physically intensive. I imagine they would put a supply outpost somewhere near a source of water." He commented. 

The pair climbed back down the ropes, then found an open area that was as far away from Gallus and Irenya as was reasonable without making it look intentional. They certainly did not want to intrude upon the conversation that they could imagine was occurring at the moment. Peiter set his bag down on a fallen log, then pulled out the two wooden practice swords from within and propped them up against it. Letting out a deep breath, he wiped his brow once more. His energy had already been somewhat drained by the journey to the outpost, and the exertion of climbing up and down the tree, but he could still go through with the training, albeit not for as long as usual. Given the heat, he removed his sweat-drenched shirt and held it up in front of himself for a moment before dropping it onto his bag with something of a disgusted grunt. "I feel like I've already been swimming at this point."

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Although she had already known what the conversation would be about before it started, Irenya could not help but to be annoyed and frustrated by it. She stood leaned up against a tree with her arms crossed. "And you are talking to [i]me[/i] about this? It was the cat that started that fight, not me. If anything, she should be the one you're berating. She shouts at me, calls me a bigot. You know how I treat our little Tzirret, you know that can't be true. It's just...you're not a Dunmer. You wouldn't understand the problem. We hold great reverence for family and ancestors in Morrowind. It is an integral part of the shared culture of all Dunmer. To corrupt that linage with the blood of a cat...it is just wrong. What future is there for Fendros when he has no heir to pass down the traditions of his family? It is a disservice to our people." Irenya reluctantly explained. Of course, even ignoring the matter of whether or not her protests were acceptable, they would do nothing to explain her treatment of Meesei.