Meesei shrugged her shoulders at Fendros' question "I cannot say I know. It is not the custom of Argonians to celebrate particular days. We do not view time in the same way as most other races; it is not as...linear to us. The [i]when[/i] of an event isn't nearly as important as the [i]what[/i]. If this is a celebration for an Argonian tradition, then it is not set into a particular day. We are yet to actually see more than a glimpse the festival itself, so I cannot tell you if it is for any specific part of our history or culture yet. It could be just a local celebration. We will have to wait until we are there to find out, or you can ask the innkeeper. He is almost certain to know."

Lorag let out a laugh. "By Hircine I hope so. I still regret not getting a taste of what Meesei had that night. I'd like to fix that."

With Janius' question, Meesei actually did know the answer, though what that would mean for their immediate future rested on Lorag's self-control. "It is true that our drinks tend to be considerably stronger as a by-product of the fact that they can bypass our poison resistance. Other races can easily find them overwhelming, so I would recommend being careful. Being that this is a city, I would suspect the inn serves both Argonian and non-Argonian spirits."

"Right, got it, caution." Lorag responded with a chuckle that certainly did not fill Meesei with confidence. She had a feeling she would need to keep a close eye on him tonight. 

Once back in the inn, Rukeewei greeted the group with a smile. The patrons who had been drinking in the corner before were gone, leaving only the pack and the inkeeper in the building, unless there were others in their rooms. "Ah, welcome back. From your outfits, I see Neercana-Rei took good care of you." Rukeewei commented just as they were closing the door behind them.

Ahnasha looked at the innkeeper curiously. "We purchased these from Speaks-With-Thread at the [i]Loom and Lapis[/i]. We just need to wait on a few alterations." She said, her tone somewhere between a statement and a question.

"Oh, right. She tends to use the Cyrodilic translation of her name with non-Argonians. In any case, I'm glad you found what you were looking for." Rukeewei responded. While Meesei was collecting everyone's old clothing to take up to their rooms, Lorag was already eying the kegs behind the bar with anticipation.