Monderyn pressed his lips in together and nodded. "I think we might be able to make an excuse. It will take some time to get the word around. Would you mind waiting for about an hour, maybe more? We can meet you at the Bridge."

"We'll be staying at the Bridge Inn, I imagine." Fendros spoke as quietly as Monderyn did. "That will suit just fine."

"Good. We will see you then." Monderyn started to close the door. "And...it is good to see you again, brother." He nodded somewhat in a rush to Rhazii and Ahnasha. "And you as well, Ahnasha and...Rhazii."

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Harriet was not impressed by Lorag's words. She glared into his eyes for a silent moment.

"Narsi," Harriet said. "Go inside. Turn back like I taught you. Take your time. We'll do another lesson later."

The younger werewolf paced around behind Harriet and made for the door to the cabin. She looked at Lorag all the while, less angry than Harriet but still unsure.

As Narsi headed into the cabin, Harriet wrinkled her snout and broke eye contact. The quick strain gave way to her body contracting and warping back into the shape of a strong Orc woman. She was aged, much like Lorag but with a few years advantage. Her apparent strength was just the same as Lorag remembered. She crossed her arms.

"You're gonna have to do better than that, Lorag," Harriet said flatly. She could speak quicker and easier in this form. "It's been too many years to pretend you gave a shit. Why should I believe you give a shit now?"