"The bookshop owner?" Ariel replied, "I am... acquainted with him, I suppose? his shop is just across the street from mine." Ariel squinted her eyes thoughtfully, "He generally keeps to himself, but he seemed a reasonable man the last I talked with him. The other townsfolk don't seem to like him, but that was because..." Ariel then looked at Ahnasha again, somewhat confused, "You say that Earondil was reminded of his wife by you two? That's strange, his late wife was an orc if I remember what I was told." She shrugged, "Perhaps its more the different race fact."

At the mention of Ahnasha being compared to an orc, Janius couldn't help but chuckle. From his position with his head back and his chest out, the laugh resembled more of a mix between hiccups and a coughing fit until he decided to lift his head again and laugh more conventionally. "Perhaps Ahnasha has some orcish features," He quipped breathlessly through his laughs.

"Did you meet his wife, Ariel?" Fendros asked, smiling at Janius' antics, but genuinely curious.

Ariel closed her eyes and shook her head. "No, I set up the alchemy shop after she died." She opened her eyes and spoke to the rest of the pack, "From what I heard about her, though, she had a thick skin, even for an orc. In the social sense, that is." Ariel looked down slightly, "They both did. They suffered a lot of discrimination from some of the less savoury citizens. That was all before my time, however."

"This Earondil, he's the bosmer, right?" Janius asked, "I think I purchased a book from him a few days ago."

Ariel and Fendros nodded.

"Wow, an orc wife and a bosmer husband. That's different." He leaned his head back again.

Ariel turned her head curiously to Fendros and Ahnasha. "You probably wouldn't get much trouble for your relationship, being in the pack, right?"