For a moment, Meesei laughed. “Maybe it is true that I ruled during a time of war between gods, but that does not mean you will not grow to greater heights. My fight, my struggle, was to ensure we could survive. Your fight will be to make sure we can thrive. Do not underestimate the importance of that task. Stories of war make better songs for bards to share around a fire, but if  you can succeed in your trials, you will do more good for more people than I did.”

Her attitude was very much composed and encouraging for most of what she said, but she did eventually pause, glancing away. This time, it was her who struggled to find the words momentarily. “I can, well…I can speak to most of the others myself, but it is because of your innate connection to Hircine that I can do this. There is one person close to me without that connection. If you could tell Lunise I…” With another pause, she glanced away briefly. “…I am sorry that I could not keep my promise.”