Never mind that other town. Fendros truly felt a universal feeling of distrust in the eyes of all of the Argonians gathered around them. It felt as if they were pushing him out of the village by just their force of will. Fendros felt as if he should have asked Meesei beforehand exactly how long the ritual would take, as each second only seemed to make him more nervous here.

Janius was too busy returning the stare of the master hunter to regard the rest of the tribe. He wondered what it was exactly that made the man so fixated on him with that 'don't try anything' glare. It put Janius enough on edge that he was tempted to speak up, but he decided against it in this situation. [i]I don't know this Argonian, does he know me? Impossible, he must just not like Imperials,[/i] Janius thought to himself as he tried to recognise any of his bone ornaments as made from humanoids.

During their wait, Sabine stood hunched and silent, but seemed to be hiding her anxiety behind a kind of focus now. She felt the sense of danger from the rest of her pack, and it made a good distraction for now. Still, these people seemed to be about as wary as the pack was, she trusted Meesei's words in that they wouldn't be harmed as long as they stayed peaceful and respectful. Her thoughts went to what the tribesfolk could be thinking and she understood their fear. The pack was probably the strangest thing they had ever seen.