Sabine stifled laughs at Colours' telling of the pack's exploits. She spoke to clarify. "It was not a rock slide, it was an avalanche. Snow. Anyone could have done it, but Meesei struck the slopes with a lightning bolt to set it off from a distance. I do not know about the swamp. I think we set a trap rather than getting ambushed. The enemy fled because they were confused. I do not think they knew it was us. I doubt that they were all eaten, either."

As for Colours' next claim, Sabine remarked sarcastically. "A few." She lowered her eyes and her smile. "Most people think I am untouchable, though. Most of the rumours I have heard make me sound scary. I do not mind so much, most of the time I am researching or travelling. Having a mate would be difficult for me and whoever else it is." Sabine lifted a hand and manifested a small spell that made her hand sparkle with frost as misty cold wafted off over her palm. "I do not even 'bend nature,' I do not know what people mean by that. I just use water and cold to fight. Most people do not understand, so they are afraid."

The way Sabine's voice seemed to fade off as she explained hinted that she did in fact mind to some extent.

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While Maroc listened intently to Saras' response, nodding every now and then, the last words caused Lunise to quietly snap at Saras. "Were you not listening, Dunmer!?" She leaned a hand on the table. "We know that outing your clans would mean being forced to flush you out. That's the point! [i]All[/i] of this is without the knowledge of all but the highest levels of secrecy!"

"Lunise!" Maroc boomed at a volume completely contrary to his previous diplomacy. It silenced the entire room. After eyeing the justicar for enough time to make his point, Maroc murmured. "Calm yourself."

Lunise lifted her upper lip and returned Maroc's look. "We were meant to be speaking with the champion. Not this..." She pursed her lips and gestured at Saras. "...this...this pawn! We do not even know his name or his role. Do not step too far."

Maroc blinked. "Indeed, if you would..." He turned his head to Saras. "May you please give us a name to refer to you by? As for your concerns, Lunise is correct. This will not be something that the public is aware of. Neither of us can afford that. I am glad that you are open to cooperation, however. Our requests shall remain as they are, but is there anything that you would request before agreement? Time to confide in your clan more widely, for instance? Or other clans?" Maroc glanced to Lunise again. She was still cross. "We would much prefer to discuss larger parts of this agreement with the champion. I am sure she would like to hear about it before you make...binding decisions."