All things considered, Lorag was correct. Fendros raised his head and looked around for a place to hide the corpse. He found the thug-shaped hole that Lorag had made in the abandoned and rotting building nearby and looked at it with narrow eyes for a moment. "Take his ankles. In there ought to do." Fendros said, before placing the thug's mace under one arm and hooking his hands under the body's armpits. He and Lorag both lifted the body up and carried it to the building, where they pushed it inside, adjusted such that it was out of sight, and tossed the mace in with him, making a thud on what was left of the floorboards. One last scan of the area found no sign of witnesses, so now all there was to do was hope that they would be well away from the city when the body was found.

Fendros sighed again, "Alright, now maybe we can head back. Hopefully that was the last we'll see of them."

Weetnam's wife, Calls-From-Reeds, lifted a hand and shook her head. "Oh, not for anything exact. I simply like talking to foreign alchemists. It is not the opportunity that comes very many." Calls was clearly less fluent in Cyrodilic than Weetnam was, but she seemed no less friendly, "So, I did not hear your name?"

Being interrupted, Sabine had forgotten to share her name over the space of a few seconds. "Mm, Sabine. My name is Sabine."

"That is the very nice name," Calls smiled, "where are you from?"

With some slight impatience, the boy turned around to Ramten and tugged on his arm. [i]"Uncle, let's keep playing!"[/i]

[i]"Very well. I believe you were tagged before we were distracted,"[/i] Ramten chuckled and dove under the surface, with the child quickly following.

Tricks-With-Colour and Weetnam decided to converse with Meesei. Tricks began by gesturing to himself, "Hello, my Cyrodilic is not good. Weetnam, my twin, teaches, but he is horrid teacher." By both Tricks' smile and Weetnam's laugh, the phrase was clearly a joke that they shared often, "You speak Jel? Is easier."

"If not, I can interpret," Weetnam added, before patting his brother on the back, [i]"Or maybe you could use this as a conversation exercise, right Tricks?"[/i]