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The wind and sand was starting to pick up in camp as Kaleeth searched for the rest of her family. She had been getting meat for her dinner when she heard about the sandstorm. Understandably, she was afraid, but not so much for herself as for Newt. She had tough scales and an overall hardy constitution, but Newt was just a child. The sand was biting against her scales as she finally spotted Janius, then sprinted up and threw her arms around him. "There you are! Where is Newt? We have to get him out of this wind!"

Naturally, Peiter and Sabine ducked into their tent as soon as they were able after they heard all of the shouting about the sandstorm. Peiter helped to tie shut the entrance, then checked and re-checked his knots. This was their first sandstorm, so Peiter was just as nervous as Sabine. Their belongings were haphazardly thrown into the tent, so they would not have much room to move until they organized it all. Regardless, Peiter sat beside Sabine, putting his arms around her as they could hear the winds pick up around them. Soon enough, it sounded like a gale outside, but their tent was strongly secured. There was some sand getting through the flap covering the tent's entrance, but not a great deal. "Well...at least we'll be cozy in here, I guess." He commented.

In Ma'tanza's tent, she turned her head in surprise when Tzirret suddenly ducked into her tent. She was sitting on her bedroll with a shaking M'ibasa in her arms, looking at him in confusion. "Oh, Tzirret. Ma'tanza did not expect you would follow her. Are you sure you want to stay here? Won't Gallus get worried if you're not back at his tent?" She asked, but almost on cue, the storm outside arrived in earnest, and sand started to blow into the tent. "Ah, nevermind! Just close it up quickly!"
Just got home. Ssarak will definitely do some arrow blocking, and probably join Grey for the dream-team combo fake Tyrael blocking. As I said though, it might be tomorrow. I have some things I still need to do tonight.

I don't know what this shapeshifting thing Rtron is controlling actually is. For my next post, when Ssarak attempts to get into its mind, what will he experience?
I just realized that I missed Rtron's post in the catacombs. Glad I didn't post yesterday, I'd have missed it. I'm still not home though, and it will be very late before I get back. I'll definitely do it by tomorrow so...no one kill everyone just yet :)
I'm going to be home pretty late tonight, so my next response will likely be delayed a few hours.
Ri'nakhad looked back to Gallus, letting out a sigh. "Ri'nakhad does have some worries about it, but...he doubts any plan we could reasonably have would not worry him. This one will consult our maps with Ra'jorr to find the best location to confront them. Now, we should move on to our normal duties, so as not to arouse any suspicion."

The camp did not take long for the clan to set up, after which they returned to something approaching a normal evening. They had their dinner and allowed themselves to finally rest after a long day of traveling. The soldiers were keeping fairly separated from the clan, but that did not rid the atmosphere of the anxiety that their presence created. From this point, until they forced them to leave, they would all have to watch their words and actions to keep the soldiers from catching on to the truth of the situation.

As the sun was beginning to set, the wind began to pick up. All of their tents were tied down securely, but the sand that was blowing through the camp was uncomfortable to say the least. However, that annoyance became a legitimate worry as something almost like a dark cloud appeared on the horizon. Meesei was seated in front of her tent, nearby to most of her pack, as well as Gallus when Ra'jorr came running by in front of them.

"Champion, everyone needs to get into their tents immediately. This one has already been spreading the word. It appears there may be a sandstorm approaching." Ra'jorr explained, though he continued on in a hurry as soon as his message was delivered.

Meesei closed her eyes and took in a deep breath. "Gallus, I do not know which of the divines has dominion over the weather, but I have a strong suspicion they are mocking me."
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He'd have to get through Grey first, likely.


Grey and Ssarak. He may have a hard time biting through that particular wall of steel.
Ra'jorr turned his head back to check behind them before he spoke, though the soldiers were not close to being near enough to hear them, and had shown no signs of moving. "Whether or not we give them food will likely not matter. In the desert, water is first and foremost concern. If we give them just barely enough water to complete the journey, they will not follow us. A soldier of Anequina would know how to survive in the desert, so they would be very familiar with the limitations of water. They would know that to follow us would mean their deaths, and Ra'jorr does not believe their orders would be enough to motivate them to a pointless death."

"Hopefully so." Meesei commented. "And even if they do decide to follow us, they would be dooming themselves to dehydration. So, as unfortunate as it would be, we would still not be in danger. We just need to decide the point at which we are going to force them to leave. Too close to the city and we will not have enough time to put distance between us, but too far and it increases the chances that a delay in their pace could kill them."
Goodnight.
In the time it had taken for the majority of the soldiers to leave, Meesei had been thinking on how to deal with the soldiers. The clan had much more numerous, and more capable warriors than agent Lunice knew, so once they were far enough away, the soldiers would essentially be at their mercy. Meesei considered Gallus' suggestion, though she was not convinced that it would work, based on the behavior of the Thalmor agent.

"If the behavior of that Thalmor is any indication, that may not be enough. Even if they were actually taken by the desert, and all evidence pointed to it being an accident, I fear Lunice, or someone with her disposition would blame us regardless. Personally, I do not believe there would be any advantage in killing them, or allowing them to be killed through other means. Whether we allow them to live, or they do not report in, there would be a hunt for us regardless. But, the Orcrest clan's stronghold is well hidden, and we can give misdirection as to our actual destination. Perhaps we should simply allow them to live? If we gather all of our warriors together we can make it abundantly clear to them that they do not have the strength to force us to follow their commands. We could pick a point along our path, give them just enough supplies to make it to Orcrest, then move on in a different direction. We will likely have to take a longer path to the clan, but our tracks will be covered by the sands in a day or two's time, so we could avoid being followed." Meesei suggested.
Going through the questioning of the patrol was not a particularly pleasant experience, but it allowed them to get through this encounter without any unnecessary violence. The sooner they could be rid of the majority of the soldiers, the sooner they could put as much distance between them as possible. The clan would need to be careful about their words around their escorting soldiers, at least until they decided what to do about them.

Ri'nakhad shook his head as Lunice was readying to leave. "No, agent Lunice, This one is afraid there is not. He wishes there was more he could tell you to help bring the slavers to justice. We know only what we have told you. They may be targeting the nomadic tribes, so that could be a place to begin. But...thank you for your understanding."

Once Lunice and their soldiers finally started to leave, Ri'nakhad headed back to the rest of the clan with Meesei, Ra'jorr, and Gallus. With how long the encounter had taken, it was time for them to set up camp for the night, which was the order that Ra'jorr gave. The four moved away from the Dominion soldiers, towards the other side of camp before Ri'nakhad spoke up quietly. "Well, this one supposes we should discuss what to do about them."
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