Ri'vashi took another look over the map, hesitating only briefly before she reasoned out her answer. "In this one's opinion...well, she would of course have archers positioned along the walls. That is a given. Against lycans, though, she would also employ crossbowmen. One strategy lycan hunters sometimes use against us is to tie barbed bolts to something sturdy by a length of rope and fire them into their prey. If the bolts are silver, it can hold us down for a time, and force us to maim ourselves trying to pull them out. Of course, with this suppression gas, they may not need such measures. They will surely have it close at hand at the walls. We should be sure to make only limited use of our beast forms. Beyond that, this one would make sure that the initial defenders are skilled, but she would hold her best soldiers in reserve, as a first response. Once they know from where we are attacking, they will be free to focus the best of their soldiers on us. Ri'vashi would give silver to her soldiers based on their aptitude, since it is likely too expensive to outfit the entirety of the stronghold with silver weapons. It is at least something of a boon to our kind that the material which serves as our bane is so rare."

Giving a glance to Miranor, Ri'vashi actually looked to be mildly uncertain. "As for werevultures...Ri'vashi is not sure how much of a focus she would place on defending against them. As Miranor pointed out, they are among the least physically imposing of Tamriel's werebeasts. They do not have our strength or durability, and are ill-suited for frontline combat. They are exceptional scouts, and are excellent at harassing an enemy force's back lines, but to lead an assault with them would be unconventional, to say the least."

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Irenya listened closely, ignoring the brevity of Ahnasha's answer. Although, she almost seemed surprised when Fendros asked about her own past, as if she had not expected the conversation to turn towards herself. "Oh, well, my story is nothing unique. I learned at first from my parents, as do many mages. My mother was a member of the Narsis Mages' Guild. My father was a clerk in House Hlaalu's headquarters in the city, though they both practiced magic. I joined the guild as well, as soon as I was old enough. Sadly, I was not able to be a part of the guild for nearly as long as I would have liked. I was fairly young when the Oblivion Crisis began, only around fifty or so. Narsis, and much of Morrowind, was overrun by Daedra. I hardly even recall how many times we had to flee, and relocate. But, it gave me direction for my magical studies. As refugees, healers were in great demand, and I had the skills to fill that role. My mother, and some of the other healers from time to time, mentored me. Through the Oblivion Crisis, and the Red Year a few years after, my healing was honed through necessity."