Janius laughed along with Nirasi, then gave an encouraging light push to Kaleeth to get her moving as the rest of the pack began to disembark. "That there is, and this is just the harbour. Stay close, it's easy to get separated and lost in these crowds, even with a good nose."

The pack waved their final goodbyes and gave thanks to the crew and the captain as they left the ship. Despite the pleasantries, they didn't think they would be eager to see a ship any time soon. At this point especially, their beast spirits were all agitated from the inactivity of the past few weeks and it was giving everyone an edge to their emotions. Sabine had to reel in her own excitement swiftly after they reached the crowds as the noise became close to overwhelming. She decided to hang on to the hand of the nearest pack member in order to not get lost. In this case it was Lorag. Everyone stuck together similarly while they waded through.

As had been discussed earlier, Fendros was in the lead, taking the pack to the inn that he had stayed in the last time he was in the city. It was a reasonably priced inn for it's quality, and located close to the things they might need in the market district. Because they only needed to stay to recuperate and purchase some supplies, they would likely only be staying a night before moving out to the wilderness around Weye to hunt.

Upon the concerns raised as to the innkeeper recognising Fendros, he mentioned that it had been a few years and the inn was often busy. Nevertheless, Fendros agreed to attempt to grow some facial hair to help mask his identity. He had been meaning to for a while to see if Ahnasha would like it but never committed due to habit, as well as worry about its appearance. So far, it was patchy and thin, but present enough to serve its purpose.

It just so happened that the market district was on the other side of the city to the harbour, so the long walk to the inn would take them through the Temple District and Green Emperor Way, right past the tower. As the pack approached the large gate to the Temple District, the Temple of the One loomed out to either sides of their vision. The streets were cleaner here, and the city's iconic double-story houses lined up either side. The cobblestone streets made for an uncomfortable walking surface, one where they had to watch to not roll their ankles.

The crowds thinned somewhat as they approached, giving Fendros some space to mention a bit about temple itself. "This is the Temple of the One. This is where the emperors are coronated. It's also where the Septim line ended, when Emperor Martin turned into the avatar of Akatosh to stop the oblivion crisis. Supposedly the massive dragon statue inside is what he turned into after he banished Mehrunes Dagon. That's what my friends used to say anyway." Fendros' tone was a little sceptical, but the temple was no less impressive with its massive domed roof and columns wider than most trees. They might have time to take a look at the statue if everyone felt up to it.