The anticipation of confronting the cult would have been enough if not for the uneasiness caused by the very atmosphere of the ruin's surroundings. No one really trusted the cult to be willing to talk on diplomatic matters, let alone be hospitable, so everyone equipped themselves for combat. Janius put on his armour before even taking breakfast. While he ate, he looked over to Kaleeth as she approached the fire. "So, what did you want to do? Did you want to come with us into the xanmeer, or stay behind?" Janius had asked Kaleeth the same question not long after they left for Gideon, but it was too soon to really have an answer. He had been meaning to ask again, but it either wasn't appropriate at the time, or he simply forgot. Either way, Janius was confident in Kaleeth's skill, but didn't want to force her into a dangerous situation if she didn't want to be in it.

The answer to Janius' question was also relevant to Ahnasha and Fendros, also equipped to fight. While they had asked Sabine if she would be willing to look after Rhazii, if Kaleeth was going to stay behind anyway, Meesei might find it more useful to have Sabine come along. Sabine didn't really know what to expect from the cult of Molag Bal, so she didn't mind. Much of her contribution came in the form of brewing potions for the pack. Each already had magicka and health potions as necessary. She even managed to make a couple of potions to resist magic, handing one each to Lorag and Fendros, though they could be passed around as needed.

"Also, Meesei, what specifically have we come up with to appeal to the cult?" Fendros asked between mouthfuls.