Gallus gestured his head towards the far wall while looking down, conceding to Dro'cahi. "If you say so," Gallus' breath in came with a realised opportunity. He narrowed one eye and angled his head as he looked to Dro'cahi. "I think there may be grounds for some generosity, however convincing Ri'vashi may be easier if we do it a particular way." Gallus' expression became neutral, "We are not exaggerating when we say that this stronghold represents the core of Vile's threat in Elsweyr. Once it is taken there will be little in the way of justifying such a strict lifestyle here. Would you be willing to take on some compromises, like...let's say as this march goes out the rations are increased to a reasonable level, or something to that effect. Once the warband returns, a line of other agreed-upon changes to the clan lifestyle are implemented. With the main fear against the clan destroyed by then, I believe that Ri'vashi will be more amenable to relaxing things."

There was an underhanded wave of Gallus' hand in the direction of Ri'vashi and Meesei, "Perhaps once I build a bridge for this issue, the two of you might sit down and try to fix the rift between you two. You clearly need each other to run this clan and I can see you bear no hatred. However, no good will come from reacting so quickly to each others' ideas."

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"If you say painting takes a long time I am not sure I could cast anything but a very weak spell for that long," Sabine added.

Cleaning Peiter was only delayed by his wandering hands reaching ticklish surfaces on Sabine while she tried to scrub and rinse. It got to the point where Sabine was tempted to try and pin him down just so he wouldn't be mischievous for a moment. Although, she knew he couldn't overpower him if he really wanted to continue.

They were all done before long. Sabine took Peiter's hand after they had dried themselves off and headed back to their room to see what La'khay and La'tahne had set up.