Once again, Kaleeth looked lost, having been caught completely off-guard. Her head was low, and her body language verging on meek. [i]"Deerz, I...don't understand. You were so supportive when I left; you said I should be happy, I...you were my friend. That doesn't have to change. I haven't changed."[/i]

While he was obviously hostile towards them, even Kaleeth did not expect him to become so quickly aggressive. Deerz suddenly grabbed Kaleeth's shoulder and pushed her back against the nearest hut, sneering at her. [i]"But you HAVE! And that's the problem. You left, but then never returned. Not for far too long. You decided to breed with this hairless Igma, instead of a proper Saxhleel. Do you even feel the Hist anymore? Or have they rejected you like you rejected them? You insult all of us by bringing these outsiders here."[/i]

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In stark contrast to Rhazii's anxious surprise, Ahnasha actually chuckled in response. "Bandit hunting is a common past time for adventurers, you know? Even non-lycans. Granted, they usually do not eat them afterwards, except for Bosmer. The people we will be hunting are thieves and murderers, undeserving of the lives they have. Killing them will give justice to the innocents they have killed, and make the roads safer for travelers. We will be performing a public service."

Ahnasha placed a comforting hand onto Rhazii's shoulder. "Don't worry son, you're not going to suddenly go feral if you feast on some bandits. You learned those lessons because that is what children need to be taught to learn control. Now, you're basically an adult, and you can be trusted to keep better control of yourself. And you [i]need[/i] this practice, Rhazii. You need to expose yourself to the act of killing against a weak opponent, so that you do not find yourself hesitating when it really matters. I'll be right there with you to help."