"Since we have heard your testimony, I do not believe there are any more questions for you at the moment, Sabine." Saras stated, looking around at the other members of the council. With no objections, he nodded to Sabine. "Very well. Feel free to get him settled as you see fit. However, I would not recommend allowing anyone else to learn his identity just yet. We are going to need to find a way to announce this development to the clan, though I suspect that shall not be easy."

Meesei raised one hand up from the table slightly. "I believe I have an idea in that regard. In fact, I believe we should plan out the details sooner, rather than later."

Do'rhajul had maintained a stoic silence through both Vera and Oswall's response. It was likely unclear to them how he was taking their words, but Sabine would be familiar with the kind of guilt he felt. Regardless, once it became clear that his presence was no longer desired in the meeting chamber, he gave a respectful bow to the council and approached Sabine to guide him out. Ri'vashi had bowed out of the conversation, bearing a distant expression since her begrudging agreement to the plan, but she nevertheless acknowledged Sabine with a nod when she asked for them to meet later. Darahil had not specifically mentioned Yerig, but he assumed they would not want him to be there either, so he followed suit. 

Meesei waited for Sabine to take Do'rhajul and Yerig out of the chamber before continuing. "In the wake of recent events, we are now closer than we have ever been to being ready for our invasion of Vile's realm. We have the Rueful Axe, and from what Saras told me when I spoke to him before, our other teams have gathered enough sigil stones to carry out the plan in full. The only step left is to have the Axe empowered by another Daedra, and I intend to approach Molag Bal with that request. But, assuming I am successful, we will have to get everyone ready. [i]Everyone[/i]. Every single lycan under our command in all of Tamriel who can help in any capacity will need to be gathered here in Blackreach. Every hunter who serves Hircine, every non-lycan ally. If we can persuade the Empire or Dominion to lend troops, then they will need to be gathered here as well. It will certainly compromise the secrecy of this place, but at that point, it will not matter. If we survive, we can move the clan, but we will need every single soldier we can possibly gather for such a monumental undertaking. To invade Oblivion...we will need to put every resource we can into it. If we have to spend every last coin we have buying weapons or supplies, then we will do it. Tamriel will not be afford failure from this invasion, because if we do, then nothing we have done for the past decade will have mattered."

Meesei paused, giving a severe look to each member of the council. "That is the magnitude of what we are going to be asking from our people. We are going to have to inform them of the details of this plan eventually, so we are going to have to keep morale as high as we can. People will have to believe that we can succeed, else we will not have an army with which to fight against Vile. To that end, I propose announcing our recent successes, and Do'rhajul's defection, with a feast for everyone in the clan."