Ahnasha followed through the portal shortly after Calia, and Meesei allowed it to close right away. Opening multiple portals so soon after one another had been draining on her, though she did not show it. Instead, she simply gestured down the hallway, back in the direction they had came from. "We should go meet with the others right away. Fortunately, they should all be available now."

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Since Meesei had already given word beforehand that she intended to bring back another "asset", it was not too long before the other military leaders were ready. They went to one of the usual chambers, near to the top of one of the towers, which allowed them to meet with comfortable privacy. In addition to Meesei and Fendros, they were joined by the Imperials' Legate General, Ri'vashi, and Teroiah. Saras too was present, and was the one to lock the large Dwemer doors to start off their meeting. 

As Saras came to join them at the table, Meesei gave a brief nod towards him to catch his attention. "Did Hal-Neesa notice you gathering everyone up for this?"

Saras shook his head. "No. In fact, I believe she is currently distracted by some...issue with some of our scholars at one of the nearby Dwemer sites. Miss Montgrave took her pack to deal with the situation."

Meesei shifted to a grave look towards Saras. "Is this something I need to deal with? Do you believe she is in any danger?"

Saras stood straight and spoke confidently. "There is no certain answer with the vampire, but in my honest opinion, no. I did not see any evidence of violence from our guest, and I believe Miss Montgrave can be trusted to handle it." 

"Very well." Meesei nodded, finally turning her attention to Rossarm. "Then we may begin. Do you have anything you would like to say, or ask, before we start, Rossarm?" 

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The progression throughout the week for Julan had been remarkable, at least in terms of his marks. Despite how extensive they were, Thorantilth could work quickly. The magic he used greatly accelerated the process, and it was clear he was experienced. Though, Julan himself rarely commented on them, and tended not to say much when he did. By this point, they were nearly complete. Unless something happened to slow down the Treeminder, this would be the last session for him to receive the final touches on the tattoos. 

Julan was late for breakfast, but would not be hard to find. He was at the edge of the village, at the same spot Janius had found him a few times throughout the week. He was standing at the edge of a slow-moving stream, staring into his reflection on the water. The marks, by this point, wrapped around much of his body. The creature they depicted was stylized much like the carvings on one of the ancient Argonian xanmeers. Its head, and in particular its gaping maw, was situated on his chest, right over his heart. Its front legs extended out onto Julan's arms, with long claws reaching towards his hands. Its legs went down to just above his feet, and its tail wrapped around his own. The ink was mostly a dark shade of blue, there were some other colors in some of the smaller details.