Unfortunately, Rhazii did not maintain his peaceful composure for the rest of the day. Every other time Ahnasha set him down, she had to pick him back up a few minutes later to stop his crying, and usually to let him nurse. At least she hadn't expected it to be easy, so she wasn't surprised. Through the night, she could not begin to express how grateful she was to Fendros and the rest of the pack, as they took care of his screaming when he inevitably awoke in the middle of the night so she could rest. 

Ahnasha felt well-enough to move the next morning, so they packed up and set out for Stormhold as quickly as possible. With what they had on hand, they were able to put something simple together to dress Rhazii in for the city, though she was sure he would ruin it soon enough. They were much less stressed to get there quickly than before. Now, they just had to worry about getting there before running out of food. Luckily, it was less than a day's worth of travel from their camp to reach the city. As they approached Stormhold, they were easily able to see that it was different from any place they had been thusfar in Black Marsh, even Thorn. It was not walled and was built in the middle of the swamp instead of on the coast, so it felt more wild than Thorn, but nevertheless, it was a large city with obvious Imperial influences in its structures. Like most cities, it was divided into districts, though most of the buildings were similar in style. The layout was much like a standard Imperial town, with a grid-like system of roads and pathways between one and two story wooden buildings. The buildings themselves had Argonian aesthetic styling and were built to withstand the humid environment, but even so, many were not quite as well-maintained as the buildings in Thorn. Passing by one of the poorer districts, they could see some buildings that looked close to collapsing from woodrot at their foundations. At least one they could see from the main road actually had collapsed. The biggest exception to this in the city was the very center, the Ayleid district. Stormhold was an Argonian city built around an Ayleid settlement whose structures still stood. There were tall walls made of white stone between which several wooden, well-maintained buildings stood. In contrast to the rest of the city, they were both expensive and aesthetically pleasing, especially with the Ayleid structures surrounding them. The city's Hist tree wasn't in the exact center, as was common among Argonian settlements. Instead, the center was the entrance to the underground portion of the Ayleid's original settlement. Meesei was not exactly sure what it held, but she guessed it was either the wealthier locals, or the local government. Perhaps both. 

For Kaleeth, she could not help but to stare in amazement at the city around her. Never in her life had she seen anything like it. Everything, even the uncomfortable clothes Meesei had made her wear, was so foreign. She could think of no words to describe it, but her expression easily gave away her wonderment. As far as cities went, Stormhold wasn't greatly impressive, but it was still more than she had ever seen. She could not fathom why people built such large houses, or why they needed so many. With how many people that could fit into a single one of these homes, she guessed a great deal of people must live in the city. The road they were walking along was rather crowded, which also had the effect of upsetting Rhazii. Being just over a day old, all the chaotic activity around them stressed out the tiny Khajiit, Despite her best efforts to calm him down, Rhazii was crying in Ahnasha's arms loudly enough to turn some heads in their direction. 

Ahnasha tried in vain to calm Rhazii by rocking him in her arms, but she made no progress. "Meesei, I think we should hurry and find an inn or something. I don't think Rhazii likes all these people."