"The Champion herself?" Vilana said, obviously still surprised. "That's a bit hard to believe, honestly. The Champion has been leading the war effort from Cyrodiil for so long, I figured that was where she was needed. If you're telling the truth, then I'm not really sure what to think. There are so many rumors that go around about her, I don't really know what is true. Her reputation is almost larger than life. Some people look up to her as a hero, others think she has somehow deceived everyone. I'll be honest, I don't really know what to think. I suppose Hircine picks his Champion for a reason. Our clan leader trusts her, but I won't lie, some people may not like her."

Peiter nodded in response to Sabine. "Well, you'd be right, mostly. I think most people want to at least try to become a master of what they're good at. It's not just swordsmanship that interests me, though, but close quarters fighting in general. Swordsmanship has that certain...nobility to it, but I can't deny how effective polearms are. They're weapons of war for a reason. Reach is just such a great advantage. What about you, though? You've been studying alchemy most of your life, haven't you; what else is left for you to learn? How long do you think it would take to be considered a master? Would you say that anyone else in your pack is a master of anything?" He asked. All the while, he was paying close attention to what she was trying to make. Although, just as before, he did not have much of a concept of what she was trying to create. Given what she was starting with, he wondered if he had a bad smell about him.