"That is understandable, I suppose," Uthri said with a shrug, before quickly looking up and continuing, "But not because any of the rumours are true or false, I don't know what you have heard. What I can tell you is that she knows what she is doing, and what she is doing is fighting this war. I have travelled with her long enough to know that she is wise and powerful, but not beyond an honest conversation." Uthri briefly flicked a finger in Vilana's direction, "I will tell you what. Come up with a few questions, I am willing to bet that she would answer you openly. You two may have plenty to talk about before she reaches your clan leader." Having reminded herself, Uthri narrowed her eyes and asked curiously, "Who is your leader, by the way? Did the one before the attack survive, or have you selected a new one?"

Sabine smiled and almost tuned out when Peiter went in-depth. It was his passion, but Sabine didn't quite share his fervour. Still, she considered what he asked, pausing for a moment. "I think...if I got to work with ingredients from each side of Tamriel...if I could experiment with ingredients from the planes of Oblivion..." Sabine looked to the sky and leaned on her hand, "If I could bypass some of the problems I sometimes with alchemy, the complicated ones, I think then I would be a master." She resumed her work and answered casually, "That might take thirty years. Maybe more." Sabine placed the now running shortening into her mortar and started mixing in a rough white powder, "Ahnasha is a master archer and Meesei is a master mage, but it is different with alchemy. It is not something you can master in one place. You have to go looking for new things all of the time. Every new place and every new ingredient expands your understanding. The techniques you have to practise when you experiment do not require as much time or effort as fighting or magic." In order for Peiter to not feel overwhelmed, Sabine turned, put a hand on his cheek, and smiled. "Thank you for the compliment anyway."

The next ingredients in the potion were some flower stamens and some dust scraped off a pale, flaky stone. It made the mixture gritty looking, but it began to thicken until it was a paste. There were no other observable effects as Sabine scraped the paste into a clay vessel to enclose it.

With the work done, Sabine turned to again Peiter, "I could show you how to make a potion to restore your stamina, if you like. It is the simplest thing to make." She put her hands into her ingredients bag and pulled them out, both full of seeds. When she opened her hands to show Peiter, one was full of dried corn kernels and the other was full of wheat kernels. "This is all you need, with some water as well."