The young man who was asking about Lorag looked from around the ground uneasily. [i]"Um, well..."[/i] It seemed as if he was trying to recollect what he was going to ask before, but an even younger Argonian male, one who didn't look older than twelve, but very similar to the young man, came up behind them. He looked like the younger brother of the young man. [i]"You're the biggest hunter and warrior, what's the biggest creature you've hunted?"[/i] The boy was certainly excitable. It was clear that he looked up to hunters in his clan. To see foreign and strange hunters must have been particularly exciting.

"Wait-" Janius couldn't speak up in time before Kaleeth-Rei pecked him on the lips out of nowhere. He was slightly embarrassed, but couldn't help but laugh and rub the back of his head. "Um... I think I should explain," Janius started, still emitting the occasional laugh, "In Cyrodiil, a man will kiss the hand of a beautiful woman to greet her. A kiss on the lips usually comes...hmhm... later." He wore a wide and amused grin, she probably didn't know any better in the first place, "Usually a kiss on the lips is during courtship." He laughed again and took a deep breath and exhaled out of pouted lips to try and collect himself and stop laughing. "But now that you ask, yes, I quite like Black Marsh. The weather is horrible, but there are beautiful sights and the people are very friendly when you get to know them."

Fendros looked to Ahnasha and gave a quick smile. The reaction of the villagers at first made Fendros slightly uncomfortable, but with Reanaseer's translation it at least seemed relatively harmless. The villagers still just remained curious, it seemed. Fendros was surprised to hear about Dunmer slavers running away with Argonian paramours, but he supposed the perceived shame in such an act would not have propagated the story in his direction until now. [i]"That is correct. Ahna and I..."[/i] He paused to find the word, but he still didn't have everything in Jel. "We fell in love." He switched to Jel again, [i]"You are also correct as it is very... between Dunmer and other races... it does not happen. Not normally. But I said before, my path is different."[/i] Fendros looked down at his hand held by Ahnasha's and rubbed her hand with his thumb, [i]"It is a... large story."[/i] Fendros hoped that his choice of words was appropriate. It wasn't as if a 'long' story would make quite as much sense in a language that didn't quantify time. If he were honest, he wasn't sure that he wanted to attempt to recount the events to the village due to the... [i]by chance[/i] nature of its beginning. He left it up to Ahnasha if she really wanted to divulge.