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Meesei started to stand up to help Sabine with the portal, but by the time Meesei had made it to her feet, she had already completed the portal in its entirety. Meesei started to vocalize something, but just ended up as being speechless. It was clear that there would be quite a lot of catching up to do.

Regardless, Meesei stepped through the portal right after Sabine. It was well after dark, so she cast a candlelight spell on herself just after stepping through to illuminate their surroundings, and the scene it revealed was certainly a lot to take in. Right in front of them was the dragon, dead in the exact same place and position as Sabine had left it. All that had changed was that the ice was now gone, and now-dried blood had pooled underneath the dragon's head.

"So this...is what you faced." Meesei said as she started to walk around the dragon, observing its features. "It seems even larger up close. You did not have to take that kind of risk in fighting such a beast, but, well, I do think you saved lives by doing so. We would have brought a warband, and some of them would certainly have been lost in the fight. I only have the stories of the Thu'um to go on, but such destructive power would be a terror even for an army to face."

After her amazement at the dragon subsided, Meesei started to pay closer attention to Sabine herself and how she seemed to be feeling. Part of the reason that Meesei had wanted to visit this place with Sabine was that it would give them an absolute guarantee of privacy. It was obvious that Sabine was being troubled, and Meesei wanted her to feel comfortable talking about it.

Yerig and Do'rhajulo obliged Fendros' request without question. They would not have too much difficulty finding guards to protect the pair, though the best guards for them at the moment were agents who served under Saras, rather than Ri'vashi. Thusfar, even Ri'vashi had not spread the word of Do'rhajul's identity, but the guards would need to know who they were protecting if the pack did not want to risk them having a change of heart. Fortunately, Ri'vashi did not seem to be stirring up any trouble for the moment. In fact, she had returned to her quarters and had not left ever since confronting Sabine earlier that day.

Meesei, meanwhile, had no intention of leaving Sabine's side for at least the rest of the day. The pair did eventually get up off the floor and start actually using the furniture for its intended purpose, but Meesei still kept close to Sabine. She, of course, wanted to comfort Sabine, but the way Meesei was acting made it seem almost as if she was still afraid of suddenly losing her at some point, despite the fact that they were in the middle of one of the safest places for lycans in Tamriel.

It had been at least an hour, giving both of them time to calm to at least some extent. Meesei was still worried about Sabine and the state she was in, but was not quite sure how to approach it. She needed to know exactly what was wrong if she wanted to help. "Are you feeling any...better, now that everyone is back and safe in the clan?" Meesei questioned. "I am ready to go to the dragon's corpse whenever you are ready, but only once you feel like you are up to it."
Paradise


"An independent droid? I have been seeing that a lot lately, it seems." Delni commented. The Trandoshan started to carry away his friend, but the droid appeared to be staying, so she saw no reason to leave. Her attentive eyes were still on the parts she could see on his chassis. "Hmm, well the Hutt must have hired someone who knew what they were doing. Usually, those kind of 'custom' droid builds end up creating a mechanical monstrosity that combines all the weaknesses of its parts. Power distribution issues, hardware incompatibilities, physical stress on mismatched parts; I saw all kinds of things like that on Nar Shaddaa. I can't see your insides, but your build looks a bit more sensible."

The Togruta started to stare directly into one of ZD's optical sensors. "Hmm, sensor looks like it might be Imperial. Arakyd Industries seeker droid, maybe? Oh, that would be sensitive. That wiring might be Industrial Automaton, which makes sense, actually. It can regulate power spikes better than pretty much anything. Those servos seem heavy duty, but...that makes sense with all that armor, yeah. These joints have built-in locking mechanisms; good for lifting, or controlling recoil..."

Delni continued to look over every piece of the droid she could see, making educated guesses as to the parts' origins, functions, and advantages. She was obviously quite interested in how he was put together, and quite knowledgeable on the subject.

"I...suppose that makes sense, yes. You can brief every one of us at once. I got the impression that Ri'vashi wanted to hold the meeting today, but I am going to tell her and the others that we will be doing it tomorrow. You deserve to have some time to rest and recover after all that happened. When you feel like you are able, I would like for you to take me to this dragon's body before it begins to decay, but you do not need to right now." Meesei replied to Sabine after she requested to wait on her explanation. Although, as Sabine began to weep, Meesei hugged her all the more tightly. "I promise, Sabine, I am not going to let anything like this happen again, not as long as I live."

Meesei moved her head just enough so that she could see Do'rhajul. For a good few seconds, her stare towards him was hostile, but the more Sabine's words lingered in her mind, the softer her gaze became. "Sabine, you are...stronger and wiser than me. We will make sure they are not harmed; you do not have to worry yourself about it. Most of the clan does not know he is here, and Ri'vashi is not going to disobey direct orders so as long as he is at least being watched. I know her that well. We can find some trusted guards to look after them. Just try to recover as best as you can. I will be right here with you for as long as you need me."

With the obviously intense emotion of the moment, Do'rhajul felt out of place. He was not terribly great at dealing with such situations, and he felt that his very presence brought a sort of tension to the situation that they would be better without. Hesitantly, Do'rhajul turned his attention to the rest of Sabine's pack, not entirely sure of who exactly he should be speaking to. "As I told Sabine before, I do have information on Vile's organization, and other knowledge you might find useful. I am willing to share it all freely, if you wish to go somewhere to speak about it. I do not have any demands or terms, I will just tell you what I know."
Delni did turn her head to Strakisssh to answer him, though he might have noticed that there was some difficulty in getting her to pry her attention away from the droid. "Oh, yeah. Each of the hotel levels has a droid receptionist that can rent you a room. Depending on what level you go to, the prices might be reasonable, or stupidly expensive. If you have any basic questions about Paradise, you can ask pretty much any of the droids around the place. Even the security droids are programmed with the answers to normal questions from guests.

Quickly, Delni turned her attention back to the droid, still with just as much interest in her gaze. "So this is your droid, I'm guessing?" She said with a quick glance to the Trandoshan. "I thought your model looked familiar. Some of the Hutts like the IG models for security. But you said 'based on the IG-series', hmm. Yeah...I can see it, you're not actually one of Holowan's droids, right? There are a lot of little details that are different. That armor's a lot thicker, for one. You've got some seriously hefty protection on your chassis. The IG series is known for their surprising agility, but you look like you'd be more at home taking and dealing damage in the middle of a firefight. Reminds me of my sister, really. And your parts...I'm guessing whoever put you together tried to combine the advantages of several different manufacturers?"
Paradise


Sirka turned her gaze slowly down to the Weequay, though she did not many any move to help him. She sighed, shaking her head and downing the drink that he had poured for her. She did not quite know what motivated him, but he still seemed like quite the fool to her.

Delni finally took interest in what her sister was doing when she heard the thud of the man hitting the floor. She stood up next to Sirka as the droid was approaching, looking down at him as well. “Sirka, what happened this time? Did you knock him out?”

Sirka gave Delni a look out of the corner of her eye. “No, I didn’t knock him out. He knocked himself out.”

“Really? And how’d he do that?”

Pausing briefly, Sirka looked over at the large, still mostly-full glass of alcohol on the table. She took it in her own hand and let out a huff. “Stupidity.”

Sirka slowly, lethargically spun her stool around and planted her feet on the ground, pushing herself up with the drink in hand. She saw the droid, evidently a friend of the Weequay, and shrugged. “Hard to be bothered by free drinks.” She said, grunting out a laugh. “Don’t know why I’m his type, but…whatever.”

The conversation was interrupted by a small, floating droid which flew up to Sirka, almost uncomfortably close to her face. Unlike the humanoid droid, she recognized this one as one of Koren’s, which was immediately confirmed by its message of: “Master Koren will see you now”.

“Hmph, that was quick.” Sirka muttered to herself. She had honestly expected a bit more time to relax. Regardless, she wanted to get her payment, so she was not going to be keeping Koren waiting. “I’ll be back here when I can, sis. Or back to our room, depending. Anyways, try to stay on the ship this time, yeah?”

Sirka started to step past the Trandoshan, who had quite obviously been with the droid that was now dealing with the Weequay. That, and his scent, suggested they knew each other. Sirka raised up her large glass towards the Trandoshan as she passed by him. “When he wakes up, thank him for the drink for me.” She commented as she continued on her way.

Delni, however, did not leave. She stood over the Weequay looking to make sure he was still breathing for a few moments before turning her attention to the droid. There was a certain curiosity in her eyes as she looked it over. She was not examining it as a whole, but rather its parts and mechanisms. When she stared into its optical sensors, it was more like she was trying to stare at the electronics behind the lenses. “You’re an…interesting droid, aren’t you? You’ve got this certain look about you. You’re a combat model, right?”
Meesei placed a hand on Sabine's staff, allowing her to at least feel the extent of the magicka held within. Though, even she could not discern the details of how the staff functioned just on her first impressions. "I think we should study the staff to test its limits and capabilities. I recall during the first ambush that Arinette was using the staff in a seemingly dangerous way, so it would probably be best that we try to understand it to the best of our abilities."

Meesei's eyes turned towards their two "guests", Do'rhajul in particular. She was silent, focused, and now difficult to read. "I do not trust you, Rhajul. You nearly killed me at one point in my life, and I watched you slay a respected friend of mine in Elsweyr. You have caused pain to my people that cannot be undone." She said, turning back to Sabine. "But I do trust you, Sabine. If this is what you wish, I can abide by it. We can give them quarters and put them under guard...for their own protection as much as anyone else's."

Lorag hummed, casting another suspicious eye onto his former commander. "Hmm, don't know how the people are going to take that. A lot of refugees from destroyed clans ended up here. But..." He began, placing his attention back on Sabine. "...you might be able to sell it to them. After what you pulled off, you're going to be a hero to these people. Defeating, capturing our enemy, then killing an actual dragon on top of it? You get to be a war hero, and the most accomplished hunter of any of the clans. If you're the one to tell the clan that Do'rhajul here swore himself to you, they just might believe it."

Lorag gave a single chuckle. "Hmph, after what you did, I doubt there's anything the clan wouldn't do for you. That's the kind of heroics that makes clan alphas. Maybe you'll even be able to calm down the Daggerfall clan's alpha. He's gonna be...angry after all this."
Even Meesei seemed to have difficulty coming to terms with the story that Sabine told about the events over the past day or two. "You...trapped an entire dragon in ice? I do not think even I could accomplish a feat like that, at least not in the middle of a fight. The sheer amount of magicka required to form stable crystals of sufficient size to stand against the strength of..." Meesei's sentence faded as her eyes went to the Staff of Magnus.

"The staff...we could only theorize on its power before. On what it could do. It is a font of magicka, is it not? I can feel it now just sitting here, brimming with power. The idea that this was in the hands of that zealot is even more frightening now than it was before." Meesei commented, now having composed herself enough that she was no longer in tears. Although, Sabine did not leave her embrace.

Lorag had kept his eyes firmly on Do'rhajul, and was perhaps even more suspicious of him than any of the others. But, even he could not ignore the story that Sabine told, and what it implied about her own accomplishments. He stepped forward in front of the others and looked almost as if he was amused. "So...you're saying that when you were captured, you still managed to finish the mission you started." He began, motioning towards Yerig. "You managed to break out of your bindings, disable and capture the majority of the enemy in the camp, convince our sworn enemy to swear his loyalty to you instead, recover two...or I guess with his shield, three legendary artifacts, then kill a dragon that we were going to use a small army to deal with. You did all that yourself, in about a day or two."

There was a silence in the room as Lorag paused and gave a look around to the others. "That's about the most damned impressive thing I've ever heard."
The fact that Sabine was speaking out in defense of Do'rhajul was surprising, to say the least, for most members of the pack. Yerig was easier to accept, but Do'rhajul had caused a great deal of suffering for them over the years. However, what Sabine had to say afterwards was even more surprising. The pack had rushed up to reunite with Sabine as soon as they had been told about her, so they had not yet been informed about the recovery of the axe.

Ahnasha looked to be startled by the news. "Wait, you...recovered the Rueful Axe?"

"And killed a Dragon?" Kaleeth added, equally surprised.

Meesei looked to be almost speechless at the news for a few seconds. She still had tears clouding her vision, which certainly did not match the strong persona that Do'rhajul might have expected from her. "Sabine, you...could have been hurt. I...you did all of that...for him?" She said, looking back at Do'rhajul.

With most of the room's attention on Do'rhajul, he looked around in silence for several seconds. Despite Sabine's advice to stay quiet earlier in the day, he could read the situation well enough to say that it might have been time for him to speak. "After I learned the truth, I swore myself to Sabine's service. I shall accept any fate you have for me without resistance, but for as long as I am alive and able, I do not intend to give up the fight against the liar Clavicus Vile."
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