[center][h2][b]Kareet of Arcaeda[/b][/h2][/center]

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Kareet reacted little to Itxaro’s initial panic. It seemed that she had figured out what was happening, so the problem was solved, as far as Kareet was concerned. She did seem to be curious about the particulars of shapeshifting, and though not a Life mage herself, Kareet was still more than knowledgeable enough to give an answer. “Shapeshifting can be disorienting at first, but a reasonable amount of practice can awaken a creature’s muscle memory. It depends on how similar it is to what you already understand. Moving around on two legs, you should be able to do right away. For me, moving as a Glen took a few hours. Something as complex as flight? It took me regular practice over the course of a week or two. Not too much of an investment, for something so useful.”

Ultimately, the horn that sounded out across the area signaled what would likely be a complete interruption of this little meeting. Kareet supposed she was glad to have learned what she had, though that would not stop her from being annoyed. She watched the approach of the tall creatures with considerably less concern as the Humans around her. Her attitude was practically nonchalant, in comparison. “Those are Zarseaks. They are native to the marshlands between here and Lake Núr. They naturally carry their young in their mouths, so they can be trained to do the same for passengers. They don’t navigate the mountains too well, but the Glen use them widely for transport in the marshes and plains. I imagine some of Silbermine’s reinforcements have arrived.”

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[center][h2][b]General Kvarr[/b][/h2][/center]

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“I believe it would be beneficial for me to speak to the Humans, less formally. I would like to get an impression of…”

The horn interrupted Kvarr, though he merely tilted his head and listened for the moment. It was not long before someone new arrived in the tent. Briefly, Kvarr seemed noticeably more interested in Shirik than the arrival of the Mythadian forces. An Iriad, by appearance, still alive while seemingly burning from within from flame. He did not know of Kareet’s original purpose out here, but the stories of someone like Shirik were not unknown to him. Still, he did not choose to comment for the moment. Rather, he put his focus on the arrival of the Warden. 

Nellara’s response was not unexpected, though by Kvarr’s reaction, perhaps still slightly disappointing. “I feel no need to meet posturing with posturing. Regardless, if I know the Warden like I think I do, I doubt that is her intention here. I would suggest instead that you accompany me to the Mythadian camp. We can speak with Warden Esedel, and we may finally make some progress here.”