Janius leaned a little closer to get a good look at the tattooing. He was so rapt that he did not pay much attention to what Tunxeek said as he left. Kaleeth's touch, however, drew his attention. He took Kaleeth's hand gently and smiled to her. "See you soon," he said before letting her go.

After a while watching quietly, Janius craned his head to see Julan, probably still under whatever influence the Hist sap provided.

"...Are you feeling okay, Julan?" He asked quietly.

Outside, by the Hist tree, Kaleeth found Tunxeek squatting and facing the eggs nestled up by the roots. He tilted his head and held his hand out in the air above them. Probably just checking on their health, as a treeminder was wont to do. As Kaleeth approached, he turned around and stood to face her.

[i]"Hello again."[/i] Tunxeek gestured to two mats he had set out on the ground next to a small wooden bowl. [i]"Would you like to sit?"[/i]

Tunxeek took a mat for himself to sit down on. He looked at the bowl before them. A reflective dash of Hist sap sat rippling within.

[i]"Before we begin, I..."[/i] Tunxeek itched under his jaw with one finger. [i]"Look, I know the last time you were here, I was just a boy. It took some time before that was shaken off, but I just want you to know that I mean no disrespect to you as my elder. The fact is, I am doing what a treeminder does now. That means I have to ask you, Kaleeth-rei, do you know what you want in this ritual? Do you know how you will feel afterwards?"[/i]

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Fendros let a breath out through his teeth and looked ahead. He was sure he needed just about enough calming down from seeing his father in the first place, much less talking about recruiting him. He was on edge all the way to the city.

Once the family was secure, Fendros lead the way up to his and Ahnasha's room. He tightened his fist and promised himself not to give way to anger. When Ahnasha faced him, he had his arms crossed standing opposite her, frowning.

He only took a second after she finished for him to shake his head. "I didn't know he was that powerful. I knew he was a powerful mage, and that he has...a long past. A past I only know a fraction of. Perhaps if he didn't know we were werewolves and if you were some dainty Dunmer heiress, there might have been a chance to enlist his help." He looked down. "Even if I did like the idea, how do propose we convince him?"