Peiter did not have anything to say about the exchange between Bheja and S'nishi, mostly because he himself had no idea how to put his thoughts to words. He did have many, sometimes inappropriate thoughts, but they were nothing he would say aloud at the moment. Instead, he just focused on answering Sabine. He shrugged his shoulders, and managed to speak in a normal tone. "I wouldn't really mind either way. It would be nice to try something new, or to just watch some displays of magic."

S'nishi made a deep, brief vocalization and pointed to Ma'tanza. Peiter did not know what she meant by it, but Ma'tanza seemed to understand well enough. Ma'tanza nodded to her, then quickly walked over to her tend and grabbed her loincloth. "We can have a magic contest, and Ma'tanza can explain the board games when it's Sabine's turn."

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Although Meesei and the clan's leadership had come to an agreement, the clan was still at the outpost a week later. They had spread word through the clan the very day of the meeting of the plan that their leaders had agreed to. As expected, it was met with greatly mixed reactions from the clan's population. Some thought that it was a clever plan that would get them to safety quickly, and away from the outpost they had been isolated at for so long. Others thought it was dangerous for them to move at all, and that the plan would only get people killed. The fact that the clan had been stagnant for so long did work in Meesei's favor, as it meant that many, even some of those who were not entirely sure about the plan, were simply glad that they would be doing [i]something[/i] at all. Inaction had caused an air of fear to permeate the clan, and the hope brought on by Meesei's arrival was enough for many to accept even such a hard-to-swallow plan. There were, of course, those for whom the very idea of posing as slaves seemed unthinkable. Some were proud warriors, others did not want to subject their families to that kind of treatment. However, Ri'nakhad personally gave his assurances of his confidence in Meesei's plan and quelled most resistance. 

Even with most of the clan working towards getting ready, it still took some time for them to pack essentially an entire outpost. They had to make sure they brought every single movable resource they had, which also included deconstructing some of their shacks and other structures. The lumber, if they could find a ship bound for Valenwood to which to sell it, would still be profitable to sell. It was a week of work, during which most of the clan's normal activities were put on hold. There was some free time, especially in the evenings, and the workload that everyone, including Meesei, Gallus, and their packs had to endure made that time all the more valuable.

With the clan finally packed and ready, the night before the clan's departure was both a relief and worrying in different ways. They were finally ready to start moving on, but they had a long journey ahead of them. Both Meesei and Gallus' packs still had their rooms, since many of the original structures would be difficult to disassemble, and they would not be able to carry all of the lumber even if they tried. Meesei undressed, then set up everything she intended to wear the next day neatly next to her bed. They would be leaving early, so she wanted to be ready quickly. Unfortunately, the stress on her mind made getting to sleep difficult, so for the moment, she was sitting cross-legged on her bed with her eyes closed, meditating.