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Wow, it's good to see this RP is still going on. This is quite the blast from the past.


Hmm, so you still exist. Good to know.
Peiter nodded. "We talked to him, and after he said you had instructed him to join the fight, I offered to help him convince you to keep him out of it. I never would have expected that he would want to join the battle willingly, let alone actually against your orders. I tried to explain to him the danger, and why he should reconsider, but he got pretty upset. If the worst came to pass and he was forced to fight for whatever reason, I don't think his state of mind would let him keep his composure. I definitely think he needs to be talked to."

Although he did not have as much fear about Tzirret being a messenger, the fact that he might still make a bad decision during the fight still worried him. It would perhaps be a good idea for he and Sabine to speak to Ma'tanza about the issue. If there was one person who might have even more sway than Gallus over his opinions, it was her.

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"Oh, so you're the gardener here?" La'khay said to La'tahne as Tzirret was approaching. "It is beautiful, simply beautiful. It is like the model of what an oasis should be. La'khay thinks the desert is majestic in its own way, but there is little that is more vibrant than nature."

La'tahne smiled widely. "Thank you. It is rare that this one gets to hear new opinions about her work. New recruits are never in a mood to appreciate her work. La'tahne loves using plants as a canvas to create something beautiful. Though, she does admit that she finds the body to be an even more interesting medium."

La'khay started to grin as she leaned forward towards La'tahne. "Really? This one thinks we might have something in common. La'khay...oh, good afternoon Tzirret." She said, interrupting herself once Tzirret spoke up. "No, we are just talking. Have you been well? This one heard you were able to earn the affection of a beautiful girl."
"I believe he was talking about us, and some of his new friends." Peiter explained. "The girl he has been with, Ma'tanza, I don't think she's going to be in the fight, but we are going to be in it, along with Bheja and S'nishi. But, both of them are older than him. S'nishi is a Senche-raht, and an actual warrior, so she is going to be on the frontlines. Bheja is younger, and is apparently going to be near the back of our lines, but in an attack like this...I don't think anyone is going to be spared from the fighting."

Peiter was speaking more confidently now, since he was now aware that Gallus had not actually intended for Tzirret to join the fighting. It seemed like it was a misunderstanding of some kind. That, or Tzirret did not intend to follow his orders to the letter. "I...think Tzirret might not have understood you properly. Certainly, I don't think he found a way to reassign himself in any official capacity. Being a message runner...it would still be dangerous of course, but not like actually being a warrior. He's small, and can be fast, so I guess it really does make sense as a role for him. It seems like he just needs some clarification on what he is supposed to do. Unless...well, what if he ends up trying to join the fight anyway? What if he sees one of us in a fight and brings it upon himself to try and help? He might not be able to keep his composure in the chaos of the battle. Do you think he might do something like that?"

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In the main chamber, among the garden, La'khay had been admiring the beauty of the area, as she tended to do for exceptional sights along any journey. After such a long period walking through a bland, seemingly endless wasteland, it was almost expected that she would want to spend time in a place that was much more like her home. Naturally, since she had been spending so much time in the garden, she of course finally met the gardener. She and La'tahne had just finished their introductions when Tzirret found his way into the main chamber. Being that she was engaged in their conversation, however, La'khay did not notice him at first.
As Peiter stepped into the room, he looked down nervously and rubbed the back of his neck. "Oh, um, sorry. I didn't expect to be waking you up like this at this time of day. Anyway, there was something we wanted to talk to you about, relating to the upcoming attack. It's Tzirret; I'm...worried about him. He's young, and doesn't have a whole lot of training. He has improved since we left Bruma, especially with his confidence, but I think he might be getting overconfident about this attack. He wants to join the fight to help protect his friends, which is definitely noble, and I like that he is the kind of person that is willing to take that risk, but I don't think he should be in the battle. With his level of training, he could still easily make mistakes, and if something goes wrong...he might not get a chance to improve ever again."

Now that he was actually speaking to him, Peiter was having a more difficult time than he imagined voicing his concerns to Gallus in the way that he had planned. He normally was not nervous around Gallus, even if he was his alpha, but this matter had been weighing heavily enough on his mind that he was having difficulty concentrating. Thoughts continued to find their way into his mind on what might happen if he could not convince Gallus, or anyone else, to prevent Tzirret from joining the fight.
Peiter gave a nod. "I've thought on how I want to word some of my points, yes. I just want to make sure to come off as concerned about Tzirret, instead of critical about Gallus' decisions. I want to tell him that Tzirret has definitely improved, but he still isn't ready for this. If we're attacking their main fortress in Elsweyr, then everyone in the attack will need to be well-trained. He's still too young, and doesn't have much in the way of technique. I'll recommend letting him into battles in a few years, once he's had enough training. If Gallus is trying to use this as a way to teach Tzirret a lesson, or help build his confidence, I'll try to convince him that this attack is too dangerous to be used as a lesson. He'll never learn any kind of less on if he is dead. If none of that works, then I might try convincing him that Tzirret is too likely to panic and break ranks. That is something that can get not just Tzirret killed, but others around him as well. Gallus might not be willing to risk the lives of multiple people just for Tzirret's emotional well-being."

After a few minutes of walking, somewhat slowly, the pair reached the door to Gallus' room. For a few moments, Pieter stood silently, and nervously. Depending on what happened during the attack, he was arguing potentially for the life of his friend, so he could not make too many mistakes. After a few, deep breaths, he released Sabine's hand and knocked on the door. "Um...Gallus, it's me, Peiter. Are you...awake?" He asked.
As expected, it took the rest of the evening, and the majority of the night, for Meesei and the others to reach the stronghold. Most of the group headed straight for their beds after finding a place for the body, while Meesei and Gallus took only a few moments to take a written record of what they had learned before retiring themselves.

The next day, even Meesei was up later than usual, but it seemed that coincidence was working in their favor, as while they had been away following Hiritus the previous night, the scouts had returned. Fortunately, there had been no casualties, and according to the initial report Meesei had received, the scouting party had gone undetected by Vile's forces. There had evidently been some difficulties, but they planned to give that report in detail during a meeting later that evening. In the meantime, Meesei had granted them the day to rest and recuperate after their journey.

It was not long after the midday meal that Peiter decided to seek out Sabine. He had spent much of the morning training with some of the members of the Orcrest clan, so he had not yet spoken to Sabine that day after they left their room. Since they had first discussed it, he had been thinking on what to do regarding Tzirret. In the brief times they had spoken to him since their argument, he still seemed just as resolute on joining the fighting. For his sake, Peiter believed, they would have to find some way to keep him out of the attack. Luckily, he was able to find her fairly quickly, as she had returned to the room they shared.

Stepping inside, Peiter closed the door carefully behind him and spoke up somewhat quietly. "Ah, good, I was worried it would take a while to find you. I think it's time for us to talk, about Tzirret that is. I think Gallus is free right now...if you still want to try to persuade him."
I imagine they would try to speak to Gallus first, since Peiter knows him better.
Ahnasha looked ahead, uncertain in her expression and tapping the side of her head. "I...could swear I have. Probably from the same place Meesei did, but it must have been a while. Do'rhajul...a warrior, Cathay-raht...I'm not sure. I'll probably remember it immediately if I just get a reminder. We should speak to the rest of the pack, see if anyone else has heard of him, or if I am just making myself think I've heard the name."

"Agreed." Meesei answered with a nod. "We can gather the pack tomorrow morning; I would wager that it is going to be quite late before we can get back to the stronghold. I do not think I would fault any of you if you end up sleeping late. With luck, the scouts will return from their mission soon, and we can plan our attack."

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Jo'rashaad chuckled. "Oh yes, this one knows well how much Cathay cubs need to be watched. Even a mild mannered kitten can cause a lot of accidental destruction if he is twice the size of all his friends. Though, Jo'rashaad does not think there is a such thing as a non-destructive cub. There is a reason that our people's god of destruction is named Merrunz. Kitten."

Turning his head briefly to the chamber's exit, Jo'rashaad looked to Fendros apologetically. "This one...should really get to his mate soon. She is expecting him. But, we should certainly get everyone together sometime before the warband leaves for the attack. You, Ahnasha, Newt and his parents, this one's mate and daughter. It would help to ease everyone's mind, Jo'rashaad thinks."
Once the body was wrapped, two of the others carried it as the group started their long walk back to the stronghold. Gallus and Hiritus had been walking for the majority of the day, so they had a fair amount of ground to cover to get back. Granted, Hiritus had slowed down their pace, but it would still be well into the night before they could get back. Meesei was wearing one of the cloaks that the Orcrest clan seemed to favor, which would help as the temperature dropped.

"I am certain there is a way we can learn more, but we need to approach it cautiously. If Hiritus was trusted enough to lead this mission, then he was likely a ranking member of his organization in Orcrest. If he did not know any details about the culling, then it would be a fair assumption to make that specific knowledge of the culling is restricted to the upper levels of Vile's forces. At the very least, we would have to infiltrate their stronghold outside Corinthe. Unfortunately, that may not be possible, as we seem to be in a prime position to launch our attack against them. If the clan was being led to an ambush as we has suspected, then their forces would be split. And, if the location of this stronghold is still a secret to their forces as a whole, then we can mobilize our forces safely. Depending on the scouts' report, we may be in a position to essentially win the war in Elsweyr. Or at the very least, deliver a crushing blow to their forces here. Perhaps, if we are able, we can capture this General, Do'rhajul." Meesei proposed, but as she said the name, she narrowed her eyes slightly and looked straight ahead.

"That name, Do'rhajul. It sounds...familiar almost. I just cannot quite place from where." She commented.

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Jo'rashaad nodded. "Mostly. It is a defining feature of our cuisine, and what sets it apart from others in Tamriel. We have a lot of ingredients in Elsweyr that can be used for sweetening, and talented chefs can use them in creative ways. There is a definite difference between our meals and our treats, though, so don't expect everything to be like a sweetroll. This one thinks you'll like it, though. Jo'rashaad will see if he can make some of the things his mother made for him when he was young."

"For most of the time since we have all been traveling together, we have been moving from place to place, worrying about our next step. Perhaps, now that Rhazii will be in a single, stable, and safe place for a few weeks, this one could try to teach him more about the Khajiit. If that is alright with you?" Jo'rashaad asked.
Meesei approached Gallus' suggestion with strong skepticism. She did not know what was inspiring him to want to take such a risk, but she felt that he might not realize how much of a risk it would be. Meesei crossed her arms, and gave him a rather serious look. "I do not believe that to be wise, Gallus. Perhaps with Hiritus vouching for you, it might have been possible, but it would have been far too much of a risk to let him live. Bear in mind, it is almost certain that Vile's agents in Orcrest have never actually seen me before. They will not be able to recognize how close that head's features are to mine. All they will see is that it matches my description, but it is not unlikely that they will question whether or not the head is genuine. After all, they were enacting a similar plan against our stronghold. Not to mention, the false Ring of Hircine will not be able to stand up under serious scrutiny. Even though Hiritus did not know its function, that does not mean no others will. Infiltrating the enemy ranks is not something we can simply do on a whim. It may be an option for us to explore, but that would require considerable planning on our part." Meesei warned.

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"This one will remember that." Jo'rashaad answered with a nod. He had not been told the details of what happened to Rhazii, but the scars visible on his face left little doubt as to their cause. As much as possible, he would keep Rhazii as far as was reasonable from any fires around the stronghold. He guessed that Rhazii could handle seeing a fire, since they were very commonly used around him, but he supposed that the cub would not want to get close.

As for Rhazii's persistent questioning about treats, Jo'rashaad gave the cub another grin. "Jo'rashaad will feed you like any other Khajiit cub, little one. And before you ask, no, we do not eat sweetrolls for our meals. That said, proper Khajiit cuisine is known for its sweetness compared to food from other places. Or at least, that is what this one has been told. Jo'rashaad usually only eats Khajiit food, or meat from his hunts, so he has nothing to compare it to. Have you been able to eat much Khajiit food since you got to Elsweyr, Rhazii, or has it mostly just been meat?"
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