General Abasi-Kil
Kiryat
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The trio of ships arrived during nigh time. High general Abasi-Kil was accompanied by a group of Dragonguards, along with the Tang Mo and Kamal commanders. There were no large structures present on the island, which forced the Akaviri to set up tents along a meadow overlooking the coast. The general wanted to ensure a proper meeting between the two parties, therefore, a small batch of tents, made from the finest eastern silk were pitched. Their improvised meeting site contrasted greatly with the island, where lush green vegetation stood out against the scarlet fabrics.

For a brief second, Abasi-Kil noticed the Tang Mo and Kamal commanders stood peacefully together, a truly rare sight to behold. However, the general realized that they were both tensely looking at the distance, where faint dots sailed toward Kiryat. Unlike Abasi, those two had never seen the folks of Tamriel, even at Abasi's convincing words, they still had suspicions for the western folks. 

"They are here," Abasi announced briefly before returning to the tents. Tsaesci logicians have setup a long wooden table, with some liquid refreshments on top of it. There were no chairs, for the Tsaesci's serpentine lowers made them incapable of using such furniture. Instead, the ground has simply been paved with soft fur carpet, much to the Tang Mo and Kamal's displeasure. But this meeting was Abasi's choosing, which meant decisions were ultimately his. 
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"S'arah"
Stormhold, Black Marsh
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The architecture of Stormhold amused the tigress. For a race of swamp dwelling lizards, they are actually capable of building cities. In any case, the buildings of Stormhold provided a welcoming sight for S'arah, whose previous journey through the treacherous swamp left her in a bitter mood. Now, at a checkpoint outside of the gate, they were only met with cold rejection.

"What do you mean that we are not invited?" S'arah pointed to the guards. She traveled with a small group of Corinthe militias, whom accompanied her on the carriage.

"My lord said nothing of Khajiits," a guard countered. These lizards were stubborn, but S'arah was determined to attend the meeting, whether they like it or not. Seeing difficulties in persuading the guards, she fetched her bag from the accompanying Khajiits. From the bag, the tigress produced the crust, the dagger, the letter and a small cloth pouch.

"I am representing the free city of Corinthe, from the Pellitine Confederation of Southern Elsweyr," S'arah said as she presented the crust and the dagger. Pulsing briefly, she took out the letter and pouch. "Even though we were not invited to participate in debates, we have the rights to observe this meeting."

"But, my lord.." the guard was quickly cut off.

"We are done here." S'arah interrupted. She dropped the pouch into the guard's hand, where it landed with the sounds of clacking gold coins. "I will speak to your lord directly."

A few minutes later, S'arah and her entourage of militia arrived at the gate. They were greeted by a Argonian dressed in lavish armor.

"Greetings," S'arah waved. "You must be the lord of Stormhold. I hope you don't mind that we, the free Khajiits of Elsweyr, observe this grand summit of yours."