"Hmm, that is not a name I know." Do'rhajul replied. "I do recall the presence of a Cathay commander at the fortress in Elsweyr, from the reports afterwards. But, getting specifics on your command structure has always been difficult with the hidden nature of your clans. We had to generalize based on the average structure of the clans we did know about. If this Ri'vashi wishes to see me dead, well, then I am afraid you will have to be the one to argue against her. I have no right to disagree with her if I have wronged her. Even if I did, I doubt my word would matter."

Do'rhajul laid himself back in the water, staring up at the steadily-darkening sky above them. It would not be long before the sun set over the horizon. "Whether or not your allies are willing to listen to me in terms of strategy, I do hope that I can at least lead you to something useful. Gold, weapons, powerful artifacts; I know where caches of such resources were being held that could be useful for your clans. Though, I suspect that, once they realize I am helping you, they will move as much as they can, and shift their operational tactics from the ones I created. Even that alone will be disruptive to them."

After a moment, Do'rhajul's expression became curious towards Sabine. "Would it be necessary to convince the other leaders of your clan? You are a member of the Champion's pack and one of the highest ranking lycans in Tamriel, are you not? Could you command a force of warriors yourself?"