The Orc might have noticed Meesei's expression turn ever so slightly more severe upon his question about the Hunting Grounds. "We will not be in the Hunting Grounds for long enough that your men will need to know much about it. What they will need to keep in mind the most is to remain respectful towards Hircine. The reason we cannot create a portal directly from Tamriel to Vile's realm is because the barriers between Mundus and Oblivion are too strong to breach, under normal circumstances. However, there are exceptions. One can create a doorway to Oblivion if they are [i]invited[/i]. In other words, a portal, going one way, can be created to a plane of Oblivion if the Prince accepts it willingly. Hircine will accept our presence in his realm, and since there are no similar barriers between separate planes of Oblivion, his realm is the perfect staging area."

"And as for the need for preparation..." Meesei continued. "We will need to train to fight Daedra. It will not be mortal men that our armies are facing, and no army of mortals has faced against Daedric hordes for over two hundred years. The Dominion may have veterans from that time, but I doubt there are many legionnaires who were alive during the Oblivion Crisis. Even my warriors will benefit from more specialized training and equipment. Many of the Daedra that serve Vile are humanoids called Skaafin, similar to Dremora. However, any Daedra could find itself in service of any Prince, [i]especially[/i] Vile. He is, after all, the Prince of deals, and that does not extend only to the realm of mortals. Other lesser Daedra can and do enter into deals with him. Daedroths, ogrims, Daedric Titans, normal military training would not approach how to deal with such beasts. And I will say, it may be easier than you think to maintain your forces in our cavern. Perhaps Marod did not make my capabilities clear, but I can create enchanted objects that can link any two points in Tamriel. Instantly. You could directly link your camp to your storehouses, if you wished. It would be as if your men were camped in the Imperial City."

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Kaleeth was oblivious to any of Rhazii's discomfort. She had never been one to be shy about discussing more intimate matters. She also had not yet realized that Rhazii was asking these questions at all because of his own, current struggles, though that would not have stopped her from answering truthfully. "I'm still not convinced that I completely fit in." Kaleeth laughed. "Not so much in the clan; I feel right at home here. But there are so many little things in Imperial culture that I think are just silly. And Nordic culture, and...well a lot of others. For as long as I've lived in the clan, in Cyrodiil and Skyrim, I wouldn't say I really left any part of my home behind. I still feel like a Black Marsh Argonian; I'm just better at not embarrassing myself now. It's kind of hard to describe, actually. I mean, there was definitely a point early on where I just wanted to go back home. But Janius and the others, they just helped me find the things that were bothering me and fix them one by one. It took a long time, but as long as I didn't give up and just kept at it, I knew it would work. Eventually. I wasn't the fastest learner, not like Fendros. I didn't have any magical talent like Sabine. I just had to keep struggling through it."