"I suppose you're right." Ariel said with resignation, "I think I'm still a bit excited about all this. Taking a moment to rest would likely do us all some good."

With that, it was decided. They began to walk back to [i]The Wamasu's Nest[/i] back up the road.

On the way back, Fendros looked to Meesei. "Meesei, I've been meaning to ask, do you know what this festival is for? I haven't been keeping track of the exact date, but I don't remember any festivals like this in Cyrodiil. At least, not in Cheydinhal that is."

Janius definitely anticipated the opportunity for a refreshing ale, or whatever they had at inns in this city. "Hey Lorag, you know drinks, right?" He began to walk beside him and looked at him sideways, "What kind of stuff do Argonians drown their sorrows in? Is it all as strong as the stuff that knocked Meesei over?"