"Vinaremo, inform your group that you will be leaving tomorrow morning. You may bring some of the thralls as well, but be sure your group is not too large, or our prey will flee on sight. You are dismissed." Hal-Neesa ordered. The pack was quick to leave, as they did not wish to risk angering either of the cult's leaders. Based on the impressions they gave during the meeting, Llarvan was merely accepting the possibility of a truce, instead of advocating for it. Neesa, of all people, seemed to be the one who had argued in favor of their deal. It was difficult to tell from their brief interaction, but Meesei hoped that Neesa held just as much influence as her husband, as she seemed to be their closest ally in the cult, which was not saying much, in all honesty. 

On the way back to their rooms, Orskan-Tan parted ways from Vinaremo, then stopped Ahnasha and Fendros in one of the halls. As promised, he intended to explain the terms of his deal. "Now that we have a moment, I can give you my terms. It is a fairly low price, actually, as I will be providing the supplies you need. Mostly, you will just be giving me the convenience of not having to do it myself. You see, I have used my allotted share of souls for this month in my experiments and require more. I could go out and gather more myself, but that is time I could be spending on my experiments. I could also take the souls in our upcoming fight tomorrow, but I prefer to focus on the fight itself, instead of filling soul gems. That is why I am passing off the task to you. I require four black souls; I care not where from. I will give you the gems, you just need to fill them. If you do not know a spell of soul trap, I can give you a dagger with that enchantment."

"Deal, do you have the gems on you?" Ahnasha answered without hesitation. Orskan nodded and unslung a small pouch from his shoulder that contained the gems. He handed it to Ahnasha, to which she glanced to Fendros. "Could you take that, Fendros? My hands are full."