"Hmm, well you are not wrong, I suppose." Orskan began, scratching his chin in thought. "You did not fill the gems, and I will still have to make a request to acquire the souls, but you did make them available to me." As he heard a door open near the back of the throne room, he glanced back quickly, then returned his gaze to Fendros. "I will need to think on this and will give you an answer before you depart. For now, our Lady has arrived."

Once Hal-Neesa took her seat in her throne, the rest of the pack rose from the tables and stood at the base of the throne just as they had before. It would still likely be only Meesei speaking to her, but they did not want to start appearing rude after all they had gone through. The pack was spared any kind of formal greeting or procedure, as Neesa simply began immediately. "I am afraid that my husband will not be joining us for this meeting, as there are still duties he must attend to, but we have spoken and have come to our decision. In completing your task, you proved that you lycans are willing to be obedient servants to us in exchange for what you want, and without the same kind of deception I expect from a follower of Clavicus Vile. It is for that reason that we have decided to accept your deal. Our efforts, and the efforts of all other covens of Molag Bal over which we have influence, will restrict any...harmful action we take from targeting Hircine's followers. In return, we will expect the occasional service of one of Hircine's packs."

"Thank you, Lady Neesa." Meesei said, bowing her head respectfully. "I will inform our Lord of the agreement as soon as I can."

Neesa waved her hand dismissively. "You need not concern yourself with that. I will deal with the Lord of the Hunt personally. There is, however, one more matter, a gift to signify our new...relationship. A gift of information. You were not the first to come to us seeking an agreement. Agents of Clavicus Vile came to us about a month ago seeking your very same request. As is to be expected with Vile's servants, however, they attempted to deceive us. We allowed most of them to leave, but exacted payment for their deception in the form of one of their members. Before killing her, we extracted some most interesting information from her. The next destination of her group may be most interesting to you. In her words, they seek the most influential of Hircine's hounds within the Imperial province. At first, I assumed they were searching for Hircine's champion, but since the bearer of his ring is standing in front of me and certainly not in Cyrodiil, I can only assume she was referring to someone else. Do you happen to know of what she was referring to?"

"I do." Meesei gave a nod, as she understood well what Vile's follower meant, though it was not encouraging. 

"Well, then I suppose I will leave it to you to act upon that information. With that, I believe our business together is concluded. For the moment, at least. You may take your leave of our home." Neesa announced before getting up to return to her other duties. It appeared there was going to be no ceremonious farewell, but for that, Meesei certainly was not going to complain. The sooner they could leave this place, the better. Plus, the information Neesa shared with her gave them something rather pressing to contend with. The others in the pack did not likely know what Neesa meant by the most influential pack in Cyrodiil, as Meesei had not mentioned it before. It was not a secret per ce, it simply had never been important to them. 

As they returned to the large dining table to gather their supplies, Lorag was the first to speak up. "So, uh, Alpha. You going to share what on Nirn it was you two were talking about? I thought we were the most "influential" pack?"

"We are, but what I think Neesa's prisoner was referring to was a pack specific to Cyrodiil. For most of you, I found you myself, through visions from Hircine, but I do not believe that is the case for most lycan. As you know, lycans, even those who serve our Lord, are not an organized force. We are all largely independent and may never even see another pack, but in each region, there are some who are an exception. They directly serve Hircine with the primary purpose of finding isolated lycans and helping to bring them into a pack of their own. They are often the largest and most influential of Hircine's packs, and I believe I know where the one in Cyrodiil is. It could have changed since the last I heard of them, but I believe they make their home near Bruma." Meesei explained.

"Hmph, so Vile's goin' after Hircine's recruiters, then? Makes sense I guess. I guess we'll need to stop them, but according to her, they have a month's head start on us. How are we going to catch up?" Lorag questioned. 

"That is a good question." Meesei began as she finished grabbing the last of her equipment. "We need to get to Bruma as quickly as possible, but any land route would be too slow. The fastest route would likely be to take a ship straight to the Imperial City, then move north from there. We will have to do a lot of gathering, scavenging, and hunting to get the coin necessary for the trip on the way to the port, but I still believe it will be the fastest route. We can head into the marsh and hunt for a time, then head east and get on a ship at Thorn. From there, we can head to the Imperial City."