Marcaille huffed lightly. "I am not entirely sure that I even remember the details of how your sister described you. No, I made my judgments based on your accomplishments. Lycanthropy is...notoriously difficult to work with among mages and alchemists. Just the same as vampirism. They are afflictions that are bound up in the magic of Daedra, which is not easy to manipulate. Even if you don't recognize it, it does take talent to work with it. Without extensive training, it takes a certain kind of intuition to make discoveries where lycanthrpy is concerned. Your creation has certainly been troublesome, but that does not diminish the difficulty to create it. I'm eager to see your methods. Who knows, with your assistance, I may not be forced to cure myself of lycanthopy after all."

Looking away a moment, Marcaille gave a somewhat amused grin as she took a few steps over to a nearby table. There were all sorts of bottles and magical trinkets on the table, since she did not keep her chambers terribly clean, but the stone chairs had cushions on them to make them reasonably comfortable. "But, if you did just get here, you probably don't want to worry about all of this right now, do you? Have a seat, if you like. If we are all going to be working together, we should get to know each other better."

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Kaleeth sat herself up straight, but stayed seated for the moment. She had an upbeat grin on her face as she looked around the courtyard. "I think I will.I don't want to have to go out again without something to protect me. Do you want to come with me? I'm sure they will watch Newt for a while." Kaleeth asked, motioning towards the parents of one of Newt's friends, who were having an "outdoor" lunch in the courtyard. Kaleeth wouldn't describe them as close friends, but they were acquainted and friendly with one another.