The Evermore clanhome was a pleasant, if humid, location. However, the week they spent working out their next move was not exactly a holiday. They trained and maintained their equipment, received information almost daily from scouts, and tried to assimilate into yet another culture of Tamriel. This time, the clan they had walked into was heavily influenced by Redguard, Breton, and especially Orcish traditions.

Regardless, it was easier than travel. By the time the meeting was called, Fendros was sharp, refreshed, and ready.

Fendros gave a determined nod to Meesei. "Understood. Try to capture and get information." He blinked a glance at Sabine and Kaleeth before bringing his eyes back. "Will there be someone with us suited to interrogation? I am not sure that we have the experience."

Sabine also spoke up. "Will they have gas?"

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"I just have a few more questions," Vera said. She rubbed the side of her nose tensely. "When and if you capture them, what are you going to ask them? How will we know they are being honest?" She held a hand out to one side. "No clan has interrogated or killed an Oculatus agent before. If they go missing, more will come. If they are released after speaking to them, they will likely redouble their investigation in this region. How is this going to end for [i]them,[/i] Saras?"