Calia nodded in understanding. "There are plenty of wooded areas nearby that would suit that purpose. As for that...ring of Hircine, I am no expert on such things enough to prove that Meesei is a champion, but inspecting what should be a Daedric artifact is enough for me to believe you." Calia shook her head. "You must reasonably assume that I would be upset if you were lying to me, Ahnasha, but I only wish to confirm what Fendros has been through with his lycanthropy. Any wide sweeping networks or communication with Daedra is concerning, but not anything I could find use in trying to control."

"There there, Newt," Janius cooed with his son in his arms. He picked him up and walked to a nearby pew to calm him down away from Monderyn. "I am sorry that you had a fright. Uncle Monderyn is just a bit grumpy. Perhaps leave him be for a while, okay?"

As Kaleeth approached, Janius spoke to her in a more level tone. "Newt got a bit excited and Monderyn was a bit surprised by his embrace, I think. No harm done."

Monderyn had not followed, instead paying attention to Meesei. "I...see." Monderyn looked down, appearing somewhat guilty. "I am sorry, I doubt Rhazii and myself have much to speak about."

The scene had garnered everyone's attention at this point. Seeing that there was no immediate problem, most returned to their conversations, but Fendros was looking on at Monderyn with a curious expression.