Colors had not been paying close attention to the door when they entered, but he certainly sat up when he heard Fendros' voice. "Is that...by the Hist, it is! Fendros? And Sabine and Kaleeth too?" The Argonian nearly knocked over his chair as he stood up to his feet. The clothes he was wearing were a simple pair of breeches and a slightly worn doublet, both in earthen colors of the local Breton styles. Though, it looked like he had sewn on quite a few extra pockets, and he did not look to be armed at all. As he approached the three, arms outstretched, Malithus was simply dumbstruck. 

"Wait...the lizard actually know..." Malithus began, but he could not even begin to finish his thoughts before Colors continued with his enthusiastic greetings.

"This is wonderful; simply wonderful. It is great to see you all. I've not angered anyone...this time. Honest. I'm still a part of the, oh what is it now? Torval clan. I mean, I technically am, I guess. Haven't seen them all in an awful long time. But I was sent here; not by Ri'kalesh directly, and not this clan specifically, but I am following orders. Anyways, what are you doing here? You've practically become legends since we parted. Are you the special help Malithus mentioned?" Colors asked. 

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With the approval and support of Ri'vashi, and the clan's council, Saras set to work on his plan immediately. The Penitus Oculatus agents were going to be closing in on the area of Raldbthar, so the first task was to clear it of any trace of their presence. He had his most disciplined, detail-oriented men on the task, as the secrecy of their home was paramount. Using the attunement sphere, they sealed that entryway to Blackreach and left automatons as guards, just like any other Dwemer ruin. They had captured and controlled every known entrance to Blackreach over the years, so they could reroute any patrols or trade caravans through the other exits with minimal disruption to their normal operations. 

The next task was to prepare a location to serve as their decoy clanhome. He spent quite a lot of time pouring over past scouting reports maps, and questioning locals in the clan to finally settle on a good location. It was a moderate-sized cave system in the mountains to the north of Raldbthar. Caves were, naturally, common places to hide for any group looking to stay away from the Empire's attention, lycans included, so it was a believable lair. Ri'vashi had previously sent a force to clear the cave to make way for an outpost within, but later settled on a more favorable location elsewhere. So they knew it would be safe, and had multiple exits. It was not too close to any of the clan's holdings to accidentally draw attention to them, and most crucially, it was just close enough to civilization that it would be believable that local Nord hunters might witness lycanthropes in the area. When it was time to spread the rumors, Saras made use of his extensive experience with information, and misinformation, to ensure that they were convincing. The rumors he spread did not even point to the exact cave they were inhabiting, so as not to appear too convenient. The Penitus Oculatus agents would have to search the area to find the correct cave, but Saras knew they were capable enough to complete that task. His best scouts were on constant alert for anyone approaching. If the agents were talented enough, they might avoid the scouts, but they would make sure that no large enemy force would be able to approach without being detected. 

The caves themselves had been furnished in a way that was consistent with lycan clans as they had been before they were organized under the current Champion. Everyone within was a trained warrior or mage, but many of them were masquerading as non-combatants to further the illusion that this was their clanhome. When Saras knew that the agents were closing in on the area, he personally made his way to this decoy clanhome. For a situation as important and delicate as this, he trusted only himself to resolve it.