At the same time as Fendros drew his blade, Lorag drew the hammer from his back. He gave the leader his best threatening gaze as he dropped into a fighting stance. "Hey, geniuses, you know what a "bodyguard" actually does, right?" He warned. From what he could see, all of the thugs were using maces or other blunt weapons, which was especially annoying. He wished they were knives, as they wouldn't be near as useful against his armor, but that might have been why they were using them. Regardless, since a mace required a solid swing to be effective, he could think of a way he could use that to get to a better position. He didn't like that they were surrounded, so he wanted to remedy that.

Without any sort of warning, Lorag suddenly rushed forward and shouted. "Fendros, follow!" Lorag shoulder charged forward, barreling straight over the leader and clotheslining another with the haft of his hammer as he ran past. The thugs didn't have time to rear back for a proper swing, so he was able to punch trough them without injury. Once he was on the other side, he stopped, then turned to face the five thugs, who were now all in front of him. As Fendros had ran behind him, they could now focus all their efforts in one direction. "Ah, there we go, I like this setup a lot better." He taunted.

"I will leave that up to you." Meesei responded to Sabine. "I am content spending time with you. We could return to the inn, or if you want to keep looking for people to talk to, I am sure there are plenty to find. We should be careful to save our gold, but we could look for the places people tend to gather. I do not know exactly where the city's swimming hole is, but I can guarantee that all Argonian cities will have one. We could also head to an inn in a more...reputable part of the city, or look for a central square in a different district than the market."

Kaleeth shrugged. "It is hard to say. They are very good at surviving in the marsh, but that could just be because they are tough. He seems pretty smart; he does know to follow us around, but that could just be because he sees one of us as his mother. I wonder...do you think we can teach him to do what we say? I know you can teach guar to do that, why not a wamasu?"