The silence in the air persisted for a time after Lorag had left the room. Regardless of how directly or indirectly involved they had been, the meeting gave everyone much to think about. Ahnasha was the one to eventually break the silence after giving a deep sigh. "So that...was not what I was expecting. I never would have thought I would see a day where Lorag was stepping down. No matter how old he got, I always expected he would, I don't know, go down fighting or something. He must have been talking about this with Meesei for a while."

Ahnasha took Fendros' hand in hers, looking sympathetic. "And I know there's a lot of responsibility being put on you. It's not like you're becoming the Champion or anything, but still, you'll be the second highest ranking lycan in Tamriel. How do you think you're going to go about training him, Sabine? I know magic has never been your strongsuit, so...what can we do to make you more resistant to it?"

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"Yes, hello, um..." Julan began, obviously nervous. He had been going through his thoughts almost constantly for most of the evening about what he would say if his plan had worked, but his anxiety was momentarily causing him to freeze up. He stumbled over his words and looked down at the floor for a few seconds until he finally stopped himself to take in a deep breath. 

"Does, um, Remus and...Aeramina Aetius live here? I'm their...grandson." Julan said, quite suddenly. He had at first intended to pace out that revelation after they were introduced, but he was panicked enough to start rushing through his own thoughts.