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More than I can count. Some prominent ones are Tinker's Construct, Galacticraft, Thermal Expansion, Buildcraft, Minefactory Reloaded, and other mods that add and expand machinery. They've also added things like Thaumcraft, Mystcraft, and Witchery, though I haven't done much with magic yet. I've been focusing on machines, energy, and mass producing better alloys.
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Though she remained mostly stoic in her expression, perhaps visibly determined, Meesei was inwardly relieved. The hardest part of the meeting was over; she now simply had to explain more of the details of her plan. "When it is time, we will need everything. Every clan, every single soldier and hunter we can gather from all of Tamriel. Every ally, every weapon and tool. To invade Oblivion will require nothing less. But for now, we require patience and preparation. We are going to need to inform the other clans, but we will need to do so delicately. Saras, I need you to inform the other clan alphas discretely. It is vital that nothing we say leave this room until the appropriate time. At the very least, our intentions are bold enough that Vile will not expect them. When we attack, we will have the element of surprise, so as long as we do not reveal our intentions early. If Vile is allowed to learn of our plans, then he will prepare, and we will have failed before we began.”

Meesei turned her attention to Darahil. “To answer your question, I should mention again that it is only the leadership of the Thalmor that are aware of their ultimate goals. The majority of the Dominion are ignorant of what they are working towards. We have at least one ally in the Dominion who does not wish to see Tamriel destroyed. But it is a delicate situation. We still have the Thalmor’s support in stopping Vile, and it would not be wise to risk that advantage. Once we have stopped Vile, we can work to end the Thalmor’s plans, hopefully without another large-scale war. Without widespread chaos that would harm our Dominion clans. Trust me when I say that I do not wish to drag us into another war. We can take on that issue without troops and battles.”
Meesei remained just as respectful as she usually was with her council, but she was uncompromising both in tone and posture. If there was anything in this war that she needed to convince them of, it was this. "All I need is for you to understand the vital importance of this. This is not simply a discussion of battle plans or strategies. We can refine those aspects of this plan as we move forward. What I am saying is an explanation of what has to be done, not only for us to survive, but for every man, woman, and child in Tamriel to survive. We cannot just be safe and stay uninvolved. If invade his realm and fail, our souls will be claimed by Vile. But if we are too apprehensive, too frightened to do what needs to be done, then our souls will still be claimed by Vile, along with everyone else."

Leaning forward, Meesei placed her hands down on the table and cast her intense gaze across the room. "And not only will we be protecting those still alive, but we can finally have a chance to help those that Vile has already killed. Think about every lycan that has been killed by the soul tearing gas. Every single one is now trapped in Vile's realm. Everyone you have known that was a victim of the gas is now a prisoner of Vile: a tool to further his power. But if we invade his realm, if Hircine can destroy his form and destabilize him, then all off them will be freed. All of them will go to their rightful place in the Hunting Grounds. We have a responsibility to our fallen brothers and sisters we failed to protect, and I am not going to be too afraid to help them."

Ri'vashi had been silent thusfar, contemplating every word that Meesei spoke. Out of everyone in the council, she had lost more friends and family to the gas that anyone. The majority of her clan had been wiped out, so the fate of their souls had weighed on her mind for years. The prospect of being able to help them, despite the obvious, almost insane dangers, was not something she could ignore. "We could help them...save them from Vile." She commented before looking around at the others. "Then why is this a debate?"
"The Thalmor are not going to be informed of what we have learned. They will hear of this mission as a failure." Meesei said, firmly and decisively. She did not wish to speak too in-depth about Lunise, but there would likely be no way to avoid informing them that they had an ally within the Dominion. Fortunately, everyone in the room was someone whom Meesei trusted completely.

"With the information Areldril gave us, we were able to develop an...ambitious plan. It will be dangerous beyond question, will likely sound insane, but it is the only way to ensure that Vile will not be able to threaten Tamriel in any capacity for centuries to come, at least. We are going to invade his realm of Oblivion and...kill him, in a sense. As much as one can kill a Daedric Prince. Hircine can attack him directly, disrupt his form, and cause him to lose most of his power. Our role will be to help close the gap in power between Hircine and Vile, and ensure that it is Hircine that emerges victorious. To that end, Areldril offered some help. We can use the blood of Clavicus Vile, in the form of one of his artifacts, infused with the power of another Daedra, to hurt him. There is an artifact known as the Rueful Axe that was created by Vile; Areldril was able to place its last known location in Hammerfell. We need to find it." Meesei explained, though she was sure that her council would have plenty to say of her audacious plan.
"Our war was merely one step in his plan." Meesei explained. "As we suspected before, Vile intended to harvest us for the power our souls provide. Due to the presence of our beast spirit, our souls are more powerful than most. Vile's followers intentionally spread lycanthropy to over the years so that there would be more lycans in Tamriel. Then, he provoked us to war, encouraged us to collect close together in large clans to fight back against his followers. Finally, they were going to use the soul tearing gas to harvest us all at once, and our souls with us. They would have completed the soul-tearing gas much sooner, had we not halted their production of suppression has early on. Had we not been able to fight back more effectively than he anticipated, he would have had the power of many thousands of lycan souls to help him finish the next part of his plan. We do not know the specifics of how he intends to destroy the towers, but he has moved on to other means of achieving his goals. As we have been well aware over the past year or so, Vile's efforts to fight us have dwindled. Their attacks have slowed, because only those who are disobeying his orders are attacking us."

Meesei paused and let out a quick breath. She was not entirely sure how some members of the council would take what she was about to say. "Essentially, Vile no longer wants to fight us. The war is over, as he sees it. We have proved to be more trouble than we are worth. He is now targeting Talos worshipers. Talos, while not a 'Tower' himself, has come to serve a similar function to the towers I just described. He strengthens Convention, so Vile's zealots have began targeting them, just as the Thalmor target them. The Thalmor, you see, also wish to bring an end to Mundus. That is, of course, knowledge that is reserved only for their highest leadership. They believe that it will help them return to divinity, though fortunately, they do not trust Vile. According to Areldril, they believe that Vile intends to use the destruction of the Towers to his own advantage. Perhaps absorb Mundus into his realm. It is uncertain, but the Thalmor do not wish to end the world on Vile's terms, so they are less of an immediate threat than he is."
Meesei shook her head lightly at Oswall. “The Dominion is a nation, and the residence of a third of our clans, Oswall. Those ‘currs’ are just as much our people as anyone in the Empire. The Thalmor, however…they may be a concern for lycans and Dominion citizens alike in the far future. But the focus of this meeting is on Vile. I will explain.”

Meesei took a moment to lay out a few of Areldril’s notes in front of her. “As you know, we coordinated with the Thalmor to locate one of the Thalmor’s leadership who had gone rogue, Areldril. We believed him to be allied with Vile, but that was not the case. He fled the Dominion carrying information that proves some disturbing revelations. Dating all the way back to the Metheric era, perhaps even before, there were Towers created in Tamriel. Physical structures in the world that hold an almost unimaginable level of power over the fabric of Mundus. Without a strong scholarly background, you may not be aware of them, but they are quite real. These towers include the Adamantine Tower in High Rock, Red Mountain, the White-Gold Tower, the Numidium, Crystal-Like-Law, Orichalc Tower, Green-Sap, and Snow Throat. Through the millennia, all but one or two of these Towers have been deactivated or destroyed. Should the Towers fall, the barriers protecting Mundus from Oblivion will dissolve, and Mundus itself will cease to exist as we know it. That is Vile’s ultimate goal.”
With their plans set, the pack did not have any reason to remain in Bravil. Perhaps mercifully to Fendros, they also did not have time for his training with Sabine before they left the city, and they would need to call a meeting with Meesei's council as soon as they got back to Blackreach. Although, Meesei had also made a point to mention to Fendros that she would join in on their next practice session after the meeting. Naturally, the pack parted ways with Marod and Lunise, but the ring that Meesei had left with Lunise meant that she expected to see her again quite soon.

The pack had to walk for about twenty minutes before Meesei found a spot that she judged to be far enough from the city to be able to safely create her portal. Meesei's pack was aware that she had learned to create portals on her own, without a propylon chamber, though it was quite a recent advancement for her, so it was the first time they had all used one of her portals to bring them any significant distance. Meesei quickly found that she required Sabine's help to keep the portal open long enough to bring the entire pack through, particularly with Leaps present, but they were able to get through to Blackreach quickly.

In order to avoid surprising any of the residents of the Silent City, Meesei had taken them to a place a short distance from the city that was out of sight. Meesei herself went straight to assembling the leadership for a meeting, while the rest of the pack dealt with their belongings, as well as Leaps and the children.

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It took longer for the council to assemble in the meeting chamber than it did for Meesei to take the pack to Blackreach from Bravil. Meesei had Areldril's rather extensive report that he had written, though there of course had not been time to make copies of it, so she would just use it as a reference for herself so she could brief her council on the situation.
Since Lunise now has that ring, I'm ready to do a skip to a quick meeting in Blackreach, if you'd like.
Meesei gave a light chuckle. "Hmm, I think you might be even more optimistic than me. I will not go into the many, core differences between the situations of lycanthropes and Orcs, but...I do appreciate hope. If we can attain even a fraction of what we are hoping for, it might be enough."

After another quick kiss, Meesei rolled herself over on top of Lunise with an ear-to-ear grin. She had both of her hands on Lunise's shoulders as she leaned down for a much longer kiss. Pulling her head back up, she flicked her tail to the side, calling attention to it. "I do have to wonder what that would be like, lycans living alongside non-infected mortals. You would have the pleasure of seeing many more beautiful, bare-scaled Argonians, I would say."
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