"You mean anyone [i]else[/i]?" The Dunmer remarked. "Hmm, nearly every lycan soul from history is here. Hunters of Hircine, prideful and strong. There are always those that are short tempered, or perhaps looking to prove themselves. But, there is no one beyond Vykosa to concern you. For all of the pride that exists in this realm, she is among the strongest of alphas. None would challenge this new Champion before she has a chance...and none would dare to challenge you afterwards. Honestly, I do not know if it will even come to a challenge at all with Vykosa. Certainly, in any other circumstance it would. She has proven herself the superior to every champion before you, but this situation with Vile changes things. And, aside from that, you are not dead. You are not her...competition quite yet. That might make her more willing to ignore you." 

After a moment, the Dunmer shrugged his shoulders. "But, I just make conjecture. If you want my name, you may call me Gurilden, but despite having been a champion, I am no one important here. I just thought I would give you the courtesy of a helpful greeting. Since I am keen on not having my soul stolen and tortured by Vile, I want this to go smoothly."

Meesei nodded. "Well, whether you think yourself strong or not, Gurilden, your words are wise. Vera, you should continue work on establishing the site of our forward camp. If you know any good locations in the area, Jerrick, that would be helpful. I do not wish to interrupt your reunion, but...we have our responsibilities."