"I believe so," Fendros mumbled. He smiled at Rhazii's face poking out of his swaddled blankets, but didn't hold the look for long. "Lorag and I ran into some trouble on the way back. Some street thugs. We drove them off, though. Also, Lorag is...well, I'd better let him tell everyone first. Let's take a look at the books we have."

Fendros took the books again and sat down next to Ahnasha. He showed her each one in turn. "This one is Cyrodilic. A book for nannies, but the bookshop owner said it can help parents. This one is apparently for Khajiit children in particular. I think it has mostly to do with health, but you'll have to tell me." He opened [i]Kitten Rearing[/i] to a random page, revealing more script that was beyond Fendros' comprehension, "As you can see, it's all in Ta'agra."

Tricks needed a little help with some of Meesei's words, but after clarification from Weetnam, he opened his smiling mouth in understanding. "My interests are less for research. Though magic is very interesting, exploring mysteries deeply is not strength I have. I learned destruction, alteration, and restoration Imperial magic, as well as instruction from Argonian mages. It more helping protect, I am good at. Many marsh creatures are hard to keep away with weapons and walls. The Cyrodilic word is..." Tricks looked up at the sky and repeated [i]"Fighting mage...Fighting mage..."[/i] in Jel under his breath.

Weetnam interrupted in Cyrodilic, "Battlemage?"

"Battlemage, correct." Tricks agreed, "In spare time, I have sometimes read about marsh powers, like you say, but is much more...traditional. For Treeminders, yes. Very different magic, very powerful. But, like you say, you stopped being a Treeminder? You must have been from large village that Treeminder loss was not difficult."