For Kaleeth, it felt somewhat odd to see Janius and her father agreeing with each other, and even moreso as Zharan continued. He was not as upbeat and encouraging as Janius, but they were nevertheless on the same side. 

[i]"I cannot deny that either, it is rare for one to succeed in that rite, especially at your age. You have much to learn, but you also have promise. Cleverness. Dedication. Seeing one of my own family receive the marks of the Leviathan was a dream ever since I first had a family to think about. So...make sure you don't end up wasting that potential."[/i] Zharan said, quite quickly returning to his stern, critical self. [i]"Don't ever do something like that again if there's any other choice. If a fight isn't life or death, then you don't take those kinds of risks. You keep your body healthy enough to fight again another day. Being reckless can just end up leaving you with a crippling injury, and nothing to show for it."[/i] He warned, lightly pressing his cane into Julan's side.

Zharan's warning did visibly dampen some of Julan's mood, but it did seem like he was speaking from a position of experience, at least. Regardless, Julan was now actually feeling proud of what he had done. He had won and lost many practice fights back home, but this definitely seemed like the most impactful for him so far. Although, there were still some questions going through his mind. [i]"Since I won, that means I'm getting...marks? What, um, exactly does that mean? What's a leviathan?"[/i]

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Ahnasha took a moment to think. It was tempting to put off their family matters in light of everything that had happened, but on the other hand, it would probably be in their best interest if their families did not have any reason to believe something was wrong.  "Tomorrow, you say? I...think we will be ready by then. Just a night to calm down, sleep on it; I think it will be enough."

"Now, for where Rhazii is...we went to the northwest. We headed off into the forest along the road, about halfway to your family's vineyard, cut north around it, then headed northwest a ways. It took us a few hours to find the bandits' camp, but with all the blood in the air, it shouldn't take as long for you to find it. Scavengers are probably there by this point, so you might just be able to follow the vultures. The last place that I know for sure he went was where we hid our belongings, about a minute's jog east of the camp. He went there to take the healing potions I told him about. He wanted to be alone, and I promised I wouldn't follow him, so I don't know where he went from there. But, I doubt he would be able to hide his trail from you."