Fendros was probably the most aware of Ahnasha's antics at trying to looks strong. It was concerning at times, but her self-awareness here actually succeeded in making him smile. After she was finished talking, Fendros brought his own hand up and ran it along her arm. "I suppose so. I'm glad that we at least have that remedy. I think I would have gone truly mad without it," Fendros said without much hope. Though, his expression seemed to change with a connection of thought, "Actually, it would make sense that there might be someone who could help us in the Bruma pack. There would surely be plenty of lycans who would go through terrible experiences in turning, perhaps they could help us?"
Expecting that Meesei or Kaleeth may ask something, Janius stopped momentarily and pointed to the nearest statue. "That-" his finger pointed to the stoic woman, "-is Saint Alessia. She was the one whom the Divines spoke to and lead humans to rebel against the Ayleid elves. She is virtually responsible for the creation of the empire of Cyrodiil. That man over there-" Janius gestured to the man with the manacles in the distance behind them, "-is Morihaus, Alessia's consort, a great warrior, and a hero of Cyrodiil and the Divines as well." Janius looked to Kaleeth and Meesei, "I only know because someone else told me who they depict. I doubt anyone really recorded clearly what they looked like. For instance, the books I had to read said that Morihaus was more like a mix of a man and a bull, like a minotaur, I suppose. I also doubt that the great Saint Alessia would find many dresses of that kind back in her day." Janius shrugged, "But who am I to say? They have a long and storied tale in any case. I think we should move on to the Arboretum, I'm looking forward to seeing it again."
Under Janius' guidance, the pack moved to the next section of the city. Through the gates the cobblestone road continued on as normal, but instead of grey-silver buildings of equal height, there was a vibrant panorama of carefully cut lawns and topiary. Some flowers were blooming, but not all of them due to the season. The order of the Arboretum meant that it didn't quite have the natural feel of the wilderness, but the flora gave off a reverent serenity that seemed to make the entire vast garden feel safe and peaceful. There were still people wandering around and carts on the road, but this district was the least like a city of all the city. Up ahead was a circular colonnade of sorts that held a peculiarly empty pedestal. Ringed around the colonnade were tall statues that could be identified as depicting all of the eight divines.
Janius took a deep breath of the fragrant air once he stepped inside. "Ah, many sweet memories are forged here. Some of mine included."