The encouragement Peiter was given to go out with the warriors did not take long to relent. Uthri had already volunteered to stay behind to watch the children and the wamasu, with Tzirret kindly asked to do so as well. That would just leave Gallus to go with them. Instead, Gallus opted to also stay behind to teach Peiter how to throw knives for something to do. However, it was clear that Gallus wanted to watch over him while separated from Sabine and perhaps try to help him. The least he could do, he confided to Meesei, was make sure that Peiter wasn't sleeping all day.

That left Meesei's pack free to participate fully with the warriors. The northern weather was even worse off the plateau of the Rift, turning to snow and rocks more similar to how it was around their old clanhome in winter. Few enough had even an inkling of what to expect from this Dwemer ruin.

Janius stepped out in his full suit of steel armour with his shield over his shoulder and his axe on his belt. No doubt he had needed help to don his armour over the furs he needed underneath to keep the cold at bay. Although, with Kaleeth desperately trying to keep her body heat up and Lorag snorting and remarking on his being a 'personal' problem, he had to manage on his own. There was no longer the desperate tension that he had while travelling from Bruma, instead replaced with a sort of quiet determination. He gave Kaleeth and Meesei a nod and a smile. "So, remind me again," Janius asked as he took a seat next to Kaleeth and pulled her close. "Saras, Meesei, how do we deal with these...automatons, they're called? Things made from dwarf metal, how do we take them down?"

Fendros and Ahnasha had completed their preparations as well and were about to emerge as Janius received his answer.