Janius' words were of some consolation to Ahnasha. With as long as the war had been going on, it was hard to think of anything they did as being less than permanent. But, as Lorag was clearly showing with this announcement, these titles were not something that necessarily [i]had[/i] to be taken by force. She and Fendros would live long lives. Even if he did eventually become the Champion, they always had the choice to just walk away when the time felt right. 

Ahnasha nodded. "Yeah, you're probably right. I wish Lorag could just keep the title, but I hate to admit that he is probably right. If even half of what that Altmer said is true, the clans are going to need some stability. At least the Morrowind clans will be happy to learn that you're getting a promotion, Fendros. Honestly though, I think this has been a lot for us all to take in, and we probably all deserve some rest right here and now. We should get back."

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"Um, well, he doesn't like to talk about back then, brother..." Julan began, glaring briefly at Rhazii. "But, um, he did tell me some things. He said his parents became important with the Legion and got a bunch of land for it where they could raise horses and things. His father was the leader of the, um, Fighter's Guild here, so he had father, um...my father, join it too. That was how he got trapped with all the spiders. He said that his parents weren't around so much, so he ended up getting raised a lot by his maid, butler, and...house governor, I think? Oh, and I know what he looks like. He's Imperial. Obviously. Like his parents. And, um, has light hair. Blonde hair, with kind of thick hair on his face. His eyes are brown, and he's really tough and strong. And I think he's..." He said, concentrating on the last detail that came to mind "...thirty...seven years old."