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Gandril lead them into the observatory, to a map of Tamriel. Xander and Arathor stood beside it.
"You must decide on a route to red mountain."

"I say we go through Cyrodill and cross through part of Skyrim into the city of Blacklight in Morrowind, then taking a boat to Balmora."

"Several flaws with that, warrior," Arathor said. "To go through Cyrodiil is suicide. We will be slaughtered by Imperial troops. And Balmora is not near the sea."

Xander examined the map. "I think we should sail to Daggerfall. The Imperial population is few there. We can march through the Wrothgarian Mountains, which will bring us out near Skyrim. There we can go through Skyrim to Morrowind, go south-east, and sail to Vivec, Vvardenfell's capital."

Shows-His-Teeth nodded thoughtfully, calculating the plan in his head. "As long as we brought proper supplies, traveling throught the mountains would be an excellent idea. No-one will be able to find us there. That is, if they are looking."

"What about Argonia?" Gardred inquired. "If we sail to Southern Eleswyr, cross through Blackwood and into Black Marsh, we will be much harder to track in any way."

Shows-His-Teeth met Gardred's gaze. "I would last in the swamps, but I don't know if any of you could."

Gandril thought.
"The Wrothgorian Mountains contain Orcs. They are under the control of Ragnarok and are very dangerous. On the other hand, Black Marsh is quite traitorous in it's terrain, as Shows-his-teeth points out. Ser Farseer, what way do you think?"

Xander sighed, rubbing his eyes. "The journey through Valenwood and Black Marsh would be shorter but far more difficult. I have no desire to fight hordes of Orcs, though."

Shows-His-Teeth eyed Xander suspiciously. If he wants to play leader, then I'll leave the decisions to him. "Go wherever you want to. I'll lead you through the swamps, but I can't promise you'll make it."

With her Imps sitting upon her shoulders, each grasping parts of her long red hair for support, Leille approached the table. "I have visited and lived in Black Marsh during the past. The Argonians are a proud and respectable people." she winked at Shows-His-Teeth, but immediately turned back to the map. "But the province is filled with monsters and diseases that only the province's natives have built an immunity to. I say we stick to the seas. We would need a military ship, a fair amount of supplies, and perhaps a few soldiers if you would be so kind as to donate to the cause..." she eyed the Altmer king. "We would sail right above High Rock and Skyrim, entering the northern passage to the center of Morrowind and arrive at Vivec. From there, wcould make our way to the mountain. Like your idea," she said, looking at Xander. "But we would be at sea until we reached Vivec. It would be safer."

"And yet the Imperial Guard patrol the seas," said Xander. "We could not possibly sail all the way around. It would be as dangerous as going to Cyrodiil itself."

Gandril thought. "Perhaps you could sail around by Valenwood, Elsweyr and Black Marsh, arriving at Tear. You would not pass Cyrodiil."

"I say we pass through Black Marsh. There may be diseases, but we could easily avoid the Imperial Legion." Matthias sighed, and started to think heavily.

Shows-His-Teeth took note of Leille's friendly gesture, but she turned before he could acknowledge the act. He instead turned to face Gandril, and Matthias. "Nnn. I'm sure the Imperial's have implented patrols in those waters as well. And the swamps are still not a viable route. Going through the mountains is still our best option." He fidgeted.

"Then it is decided," Gandril said.
"We will set sail at dawn," Xander said. "Agreed?"

"Agreed, i will go to town and get myself ready. Anyone else want to come?"

"I recommend you do not travel with heavy weapons and armor, Warrior. You must march many miles as fast as possible," Gandril advised.

Shows-His-Teeth slipped from the King's meeting area as the two conversed. Fortunately, he himself had all the supplies he required, believing that the purpose of this meeting was to be a re-assignment of sorts. He now stood in the main hallway and waiting room, where visitors awaited to see the King and his advisors. Show-His-Teeth sat down on a nearby padded bench, resting his hands on his thighs and compenplating his next move, however unimportant and trivial it was.

"Greetings, Argonian." Leille said quietly as she sat beside Shows-His-Teeth, having followed him into the other room in curiosity. She crossed her legs and began playing with a crumpled piece of paper with a telekinesis spell, her Imps behaving and waiting patiently on her shoulders as she spoke. "Shows-His-Teeth, yes? You are the hunter?"

Matthias turned around, and walked over to the doors. He opened them, and the sight of multiple merchants and crowds lining the streets.
"I'll be back." Matthias said to the Mage and Hunter. Matthias walked over to the nearest vendor, a scroll shop. He had bought multiple potions and 2 scrolls of strength. Matthias then turned and walked back into the the castle.
"Back" Matthias sat down on a bench across from Leilles and Shows-His-Teeth.

Shows-His-Teeth watched carefully as Leille performed the minor spell, particularly intrigued by her pair of imps. "Yes, that is my name, as you say it. I'm a hunter, maybe not the hunter." He smiled mildly. "Do those two have names?"

Xander came soon, swinging a shoulder bag full of potions and soul gems. He was wearing expensive looking clothes: a red shirt, black trousers, white shoes and a black waistcoat that bore his family crest (a flaming skull with two swords crossed behind it and a motto in native Dunmer). All of his clothes glowed with the unnatural light of enchantment.
"Hello. I hope you are all prepared."

Leille ignored Xander. She had visited Morrowind once, and could not stand it there. Their hatred for Argonians, Khajiit, and outlanders was simply annoying and arrogant. "No, actually." she replied to Shows-His-Teeth with a smile. "I have not named them yet. I have only had them for a few months. To be honest, I'd found and trained them in Black Marsh. I've had many 'monster' servants before. Goblins, minotaurs, spriggans...They're all either too rebellious, or too stupid to serve a human being. Even most Imps are too foolish. But during my time in your homeland, I found that Imps born in Argonia were much more intelligent and were able to adapt to human ways quicker than those born in other provinces." She paused, scratching one of them on the head. It chirped happily. "Would you like to name them? They are both male."