Nodding to the Orc, Meesei stepped over to the table and picked up one of the documents. Although, it would likely take some time for her to review them all in any depth. Just at first glance, the page seemed to contain the kind of detail that Meesei would have expected from Imperial bureaucracy. "My answer is hardly different for you, Legate General. There is little to tell about the Hunting Grounds. It is a land of dense forests and grasslands, so it is not a hostile environment. It is the spirit home of my people, but as you shall be guests of Hircine, the lycan spirits shall not attack you, just as they will not attack us. There are other creatures: bears, wolves, unicorns, but nothing that would threaten a legion encampment. You will just need to maintain respect for Hircine and his land. All of the other information I have about the Hunting Grounds, while wonderfully interesting to me, is not terribly relevant to a military campaign."

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Despite Rhazii's suddenly sour mood, Kaleeth still grinned. "What makes you think we're perfect? I don't feel very perfect, really. I think I'm good at somethings now, but I don't know what I would do without the others. I'd be defenseless against magic without people like Meesei or Janius. And your mother, she is so...eagle-eyed, I think is the way to put it. Such a great archer, I always feel that she can help me no matter where she is. And me, well...no one can [i]quite[/i] punch through a stone wall bare-handed like I can." She chuckled. 

"And that's all just for the fighting. We all do some things very well, but we also all make up for the problems that each other have. None of us are [i]perfect[/i] at everything. When we're together, it can seem like we have no weaknesses, but that's only because we look out for each other. Why do you think you need to be perfect?" Kaleeth asked.