Though she remained mostly stoic in her expression, perhaps visibly determined, Meesei was inwardly relieved. The hardest part of the meeting was over; she now simply had to explain more of the details of her plan. "When it is time, we will need [i]everything[/i]. Every clan, every single soldier and hunter we can gather from all of Tamriel. Every ally, every weapon and tool. To invade Oblivion will require nothing less. But for now, we require patience and preparation. We are going to need to inform the other clans, but we will need to do so delicately. Saras, I need you to inform the other clan alphas discretely. It is vital that nothing we say leave this room until the appropriate time. At the very least, our intentions are bold enough that Vile will not expect them. When we attack, we will have the element of surprise, so as long as we do not reveal our intentions early. If Vile is allowed to learn of our plans, then he will prepare, and we will have failed before we began.”

Meesei turned her attention to Darahil. “To answer your question, I should mention again that it is only the leadership of the Thalmor that are aware of their ultimate goals. The majority of the Dominion are ignorant of what they are working towards. We have at least one ally in the Dominion who does not wish to see Tamriel destroyed. But it is a delicate situation. We still have the Thalmor’s support in stopping Vile, and it would not be wise to risk that advantage. Once we have stopped Vile, we can work to end the Thalmor’s plans, hopefully without another large-scale war. Without widespread chaos that would harm our Dominion clans. Trust me when I say that I do not wish to drag us into another war. We can take on that issue without troops and battles.”