"I think it is more accurate to say that Bruma is basically a Cyrodilic town with Skyrim influences." Gallus explained casually with his hands behind his back. "There are no Forsworn around, we're too far east from that area. Not that I know what they look like, of course. Anyway, Bruma's a nice enough place. The people there are stronger willed than other cities that I've seen so far, but hard working and mostly friendly. There are thatch houses, warm fires, Imperial fortifications, and a temple. Unique for Cyrodiil, I'm told, but maybe I've been there too many times." Gallus glanced sideways to Ri'vashi and his tone became matter-of-fact, "Though, with the clanhome being a few hours away from the city, I don't go there any more often than others in my clan. It's either trips for buying and selling things or simply a rotating stay to keep an eye on the place. In fact, I was born a lycan, so to say that I grew up in Imperial culture isn't completely true."

Gallus turned his head to Ri'vashi and decided to give her an excuse to speak. He didn't feel right rambling for too long. "You know, I've not been introduced to your pack- or...pride? I'm sorry, I'm not familiar with what werebears would call such a thing, if they have it."

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With the others whom Meesei had summoned at the table, Fendros just about knew what the topic of conversation was going to be before Meesei started. He had Rhazii on his lap, who was taking morsels of food from the cut up meat in front of him and slowly eating. Fendros was the first to answer, "Well, it goes without saying that they would need someone to take care of them," Fendros glanced down at Rhazii, "As much as I would like to stay with Rhazii, I would feel more comfortable with the children staying here with the clan rather than going out on a march."

At this, Rhazii started to pay more attention to the conversation around him.

"I'm thinking the same thing," Janius said. He looked to Meesei and leaned his forearms against the table. "Do you require us all to go with you, or may one or two of us stay behind? If we're going away for so long, it would be hard on the children, but I would trust one or more of Gallus' pack to care for them." In spite of his openness, Janius' brow was slightly knotted in worry.