As the lieutenants gathered in Vera's room, Meesei made sure she was the last to enter, and therefore closest to the door. She had to make sure that the news of Jerrick's death did not yet spread to the clan as a whole. Meesei noted that Vera was quick to ask where Jerrick was, but then again, he was her husband, and the only leader not present. Regardless, Meesei took a deep breath and began her explanation.

"Earlier today, just as I was finishing the tale of how I became Champion, Jerrick pulled me away, ostensibly to speak to me about dealing with Vile's followers. However, his true intention was to warn me of a revelation Hircine had given to him." As she spoke, Meesei watched the facial expressions of each lieutenant, looking for anything that might hint at guilt, or surprise. "Hircine told him that his life would be taken tonight, by one of his own lieutenants. We staged an ambush in the meeting room down the hall, but only Vera entered the room, and he did not eat nor drink anything she brought. He perished to a poison in his water, the only thing he had consumed all day. One of you is the poisoner, a traitor who intends to grab control of the clan for themselves. What this traitor does not realize, whether through ignorance or pride, is that, without intervention, this clan will be torn apart by their arrogance. Hircine has foreseen it. My purpose now is to ensure the clan survives, to choose its new leader, and to bring the traitor to justice." Meesei's voice was now harsh, almost accusatory, and her eyes were scanning over them like a hawk, searching for any hint of treachery.