It was nice to hear the Argonian express an interest in Dunmer culture with an open mind after the events of last week. Fendros thought for a moment on how to respond, then tried his best in Jel. [i]"I am not from Morrowind. I am from Cyrodiil. My..."[/i] he was sure he knew this one, but passed it onto Reanaseer in Cyrodilic, noting how she translated it, "My parents." He switched back to Jel, [i]"They are from Morrowind. Dunmer in Morrowind live in villages that stay. They do not move like Argonian villages. Some villages are big, like Thorn. They... make animals and plants. They... make objects and trade. They trade with..."[/i] Fendros didn't know the word in Jel for Septims, so he just pulled one out of his pocket and named it, "Coins." He was talking slowly and it took a lot of energy to think of the right words in Jel, but he was honestly grateful for the opportunity to practice. [i]"Many Dunmer are proud... they don't like others. They would take Argonians, Khajiit and others, and they would work farms. That is not allowed. Not anymore. But not all Dunmer... don't like others. There are many Dunmer."[/i]

Thinking on his last question, Fendros wracked his brain further, [i]"I took a different path. I became a friend of Meesei and Ahnasha. I learned about them and... I learned they were like me."[/i] Fendros sighed and reached the limit of his Jel again. "I think I have to explain this one in Cyrodilic as well. I used to be disdainful of Argonians and Khajiit, and other races in general for the most part. I hadn't really learned much about them. As I got to know Ahnasha, Meesei, everyone in the p-, in the group, I found that they weren't what I had been lead to believe. There was more to them, and more to other races. I was raised in Cyrodiil and in Imperial culture, but still had some Dunmer ties. That changed when I joined the group. I'm a hunter with them now, and I wouldn't take that back for anything." Fendros tried to follow up with satisfying his own curiosity about Argonian villages. [i]"And you? How is it in an Argonian village? What do you do?"[/i]

Most of the people curious with Lorag lit up with some amount of understanding when Meesei responded. Lorag had a very alien appearance in comparison to any humanoid they had ever seen. Even some of them had seen Khajiit such as Ahnasha, but Lorag was very different. The same young man that had asked Meesei about Lorag opened his mouth to speak to Lorag directly, but stopped and looked at Meesei again. [i]"He has such big teeth. Can he talk?"[/i] he asked cautiously, still holding an unsure expression.

"Yes, I am an Imperial. I come from a city called Bravil." Janius spoke slowly and clearly to Kaleeth-Rei could understand. It didn't quite help with the Jel she hissed out afterwards. Janius looked blank for a few moments, then chuckled. "I am very sorry, I do not understand."

When there was a pause in Reanaseer's translating, a couple of Argonian women, one young adult and one who looked about middle aged, approached the elder and tapped her on the shoulder. The middle aged woman, a brown and green scaled Argonian with curled horns on either side of her head, began to murmur into Reanaseer's ear with a fearful tone. [i]"That Khajiit woman over there. Are they meant to be bloated like that? At first I thought she was just fat, but the rest of her body is normal. I fear she may be diseased as these foreigners seem to get."[/i] The women that approached Reanaseer were looking at Ahnasha with concern, but they didn't want to be disrespectful if it turned out that it was normal for Khajiit to have a bulge like Ahnasha.