Meesei hummed a moment. "A Dragon is flesh and blood, like any other creature. I am sure we will be able to serve it."

Lorag let out a brief chuckle. "Just hope its flesh tastes good."

"Well, regardless, serving its head on a platter will send the same message." Meesei continued. "And I agree, sharing the reasons for her actions are not as important as the accomplishments themselves. It may be unavoidable that people would assume Sabine was tortured in the hands of the enemy, but we do not need to mention or dwell on it. Portraying Do'rhajul as being trapped in service of Vile, and subsequently rescued by Sabine may be effective. In any case, we need to make it clear that he is in service to her. I believe the largest of our dining chambers will be able to accommodate everyone, even if it is somewhat crowded. Fortunately, the Dwemer preferred spacious chambers."

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Do'rhajul nodded in understanding. "If that is what you wish, then I shall abide by it. Where should I stay for now? I think that it would be best for me to keep out of the eye of the public until your leaders have announced my presence. I doubt most here would recognize me, but there may be a few who would know my face." He reasoned before giving a glance to Yerig. "Though, I do not think the same applies to you, my friend. You have never so much as even killed a lycan. I do not think you have to be as worried as I."

"Aye, though I don't mind keeping you company. If I'm going to be helping you, though, I think I'd like to know more about all of you." He turned his attention to Sabine. "I'm still a bit out of my element, here. I don't want to accidentally pick a fight with anyone, or something like that. No need to rush that, though. I'm fine just keeping to myself."