"Well..." Fendros put a fist to his hip and lifted his other hand in a shrug. "It was keeping in touch, mostly. I wrote about how things were going for us, she wrote how things were back home." Fendros blinked a couple of times, realising how strange it was to call his family's vineyard 'home' after all this time. " We...both use the letters to talk about things that were on our minds, too. Nothing that you don't know from our end, really. Like I said, I never got into specifics for the locations we were."

The first letter that Ahnasha picked up was the most recent one. It was dated to a time before they had left for Elsweyr. The words were written in beautiful flowing handwriting, though they were close-set and unbroken in order to fit them all onto the relatively small page.

[i]Dear Dranas,
It is wonderful to hear that Sabine is reaching adulthood soon! From what you have told me, it sounds like she is turning out to be a nice girl, even considering what she has been through. You simply must keep me up to date on her development. It is also great to hear that you and Anwyn have been able to make a breakthrough with your old Khajiit friend. You know, you may not have noticed, but you do sound like you are a lot happier after working with him for this long. I can tell by your words! Things have not changed much here since I last wrote. Monderyn has been taking on many more responsibilities this season since father broke his leg falling down a ridge. I can tell father is in a lot more pain than he is letting on, but you know how he is. As for myself, do you remember that boy Ewan that I was seeing in secret? Well, we had a disagreement. He is Dunmer, but he is terrified of being known to mother and father. I am scared that he will leave if I do not do anything, so I have organised to meet him tonight and try to work things out. We have not seen each other in a week, so we have both had time to calm down. Wish me luck!
With love, Llarasa[/i]

"There's, um...a few aliases that we have ended up using," Fendros mentioned while reading over Ahnasha's shoulder. "You're Anwyn, the old Khajiit friend is Najirra. We have names for the rest of the pack as well." He stepped around Ahnasha and looked at the rest of the letters. "I replied to that letter before we left. The response might have been sitting in Bruma for a while by now."

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Janius tilted his head and stifled a nervous laugh. "I should hope it's on good terms, if ever we do fight," Janius clarified. He shook his head and grinned, stepping to one side to look across the ring. "I don't know; I know I still out-skill you with weapons, but bare knuckle? With no protection? I doubt I'd fare better than the past five people you've beaten down."

With a thoughtful look, Janius paused, and then raised his eyebrows. "Although..." He slowly turned his head to meet Kaleeth's eyes. "Maybe I would have an advantage now. Surely you cannot be nearly as good after the string of fights you just had."

The crowd around them listened in on their conversation. One immediately went to the bookkeeper and threw down a coin. "One septim on Kaleeth."

Another approached the bookkeeper and put down two coins. "Nah, she's too soft to hit her mate! I'm gonna win my money back. Two on Janius!"

Janius had a reputation in the clan as an able fighter, but Kaleeth had a reputation as the strongest. The pair speculating a fight sparked so much excitement that the crowd grew a little even without them openly declaring a fight. Janius couldn't help but laugh.