Janius quietly laughed with a hint of nervousness at Kaleeth's... threat. With how well the hunters hid themselves when the pack first approached the village, Janius had no doubt that Kaleeth would succeed in ambushing him in some capacity. Still, he wondered what impression Kaleeth had been given about outsiders that they would not be as fun loving as they both were. Perhaps it was by virtue of Janius being part of an... abnormal group. Or perhaps Fendros was right; the scars have run deep for such a long time now that it would be another era at least before they healed. Especially in isolated villages.

"It would be a pleasure to hunt with you tomorrow morning." Janius replied, this time keeping his speech slower for her, "Who knows? We might find your wamasu if we are lucky." With more subdued movements, Janius lowered himself into the water and leaned back to float as well. He looked up at the sky as it began to tint a bright orange-pink, then looked over at Kaleeth. "How do I say, 'it would be my pleasure' in Jel?" Janius asked.

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Somehow, just the mention of the ritual quietened Sabine again. Not that she had much that she wanted to respond to Thorantilth with. His words made sense, Sabine just wondered if she would be able to apply the lessons as Thorantilth had said.

[i]"Um, father,"[/i] a quiet Argonian voice sounded from the door of the hut. The three turned to see Tunxeek poking his head through cautiously. Evidently he did not want to disturb any rituals in progress, but there appeared to just be discussion at this point. [i]"Shaleer-Za says everything will be ready by morning."[/i] His voice was soft. In the time he was away he surmised that perhaps it was shyness that kept the Breton girl quiet. He didn't want to exacerbate it by speaking loudly. [i]"Uhm, is the first trial finished? I can make tea if you like."[/i]