Janius walked back into the room with Najirra's daughters in tow. Both Saraya and Vharei looked puzzled, but not at the frozen lieutenants, it seemed. One of the daughters stepped forward. "Is there something else you need?" She asked, rubbing her hands worriedly.

Najirra did not shift from him position of leaning against one of the crates around and heating the teapot in his hands, but he did speak up. "Yes, I apologise for sending you away early, but I need you both to go and wake up some people and bring them here so that the champion may have an audience with them. It is very important. Champion, who would you have summoned?" Najirra looked to Meesei and noticed that she was eyeing some parchment off to one side in the chamber. "You may use my parchment and ink if you would prefer to write their names down."

While Meesei scribed each of the recipients of Jerrick's letters down, Najirra retrieved a number of small glazed clay cups and poured the now infused tea into each. He passed the cups to everyone who could still use their fingers.

Fendros took his cup in both hands, but glanced at the paralysed lieutenants again. "Excuse me, Najirra, how long are the lieutenants going to be paralysed for?"

"Oh, until it is necessary for them to move." Najirra answered without heed to how possible that would be.

"Wouldn't that take a lot of power?" Fendros asked, raising an eyebrow sceptically.

Najirra simply smiled knowingly and continued passing around the tea. The tea itself was sickly sweet, like most Khajiit foods, but Fendros and Janius still sipped at it to be polite. Najirra was right, it did seem to calm them, if only a little.

Once Meesei was done writing down the names of the recipients and handed the sheet to Saraya and Vharei, they dutifully nodded and left again to find them. Now they had some time to wait for them.