Rossarm's response came carefully and deliberately, though he carried not a trace of fear that might be expected to if he knew the extent of Neesa's power. "I do not [i]want[/i] to be here, Argonian. I [i]must[/i] be here." His upper lip twitched. "The only child here is the one who has not the proclivity in their kind for discipline -- no amount of years has allowed her to learn it."

"Wait!" Fendros raised his hands and closed his eyes. He let out a breath. "Hal-Neesa, he doesn't know you. We need him. We have the best chances with both of you, so let's not be dramatic. I can find Sabine at once and we'll deal with your list."

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Narsi's stay in the clanhome was no pleasant for her, though that was as much her own fault as it was happenstance. She would eat alone even when given the freedom to wander and she would sleep with covers over her head to disguise the tears left on her pillow. Fortunately, she was a fast learner and talented in training, especially when her regular meals kicked in to give her strength. She took to her drills and practice with diligence and focus.