Although Julan could see Rhazii's feint as it was happening, he simply had too much momentum to do anything about it. He failed to so much as lay a finger on Rhazii, though he did not notice that he had been hit until Rhazii pointed it out, which Lorag was quick to confirm. 

"Now that one could've done some damage. Got to keep yourself ready to defend with every attack, Julan. Can't be reactive in this form. If you don't got anyone else watchin' your back, then you've got to plan ahead. If your mother's too busy to train you, then get another werecroc to do it. Probably gonna be more of those coming in from Black Marsh in the next few weeks." Lorag critiqued, though he only gave Julan time for a few words of advice before turning his attention back to his daughter. 

"Right, so how [i]unbeatable[/i] was he, again? Don't much matter that Rhazii is bigger than you; Julan overpowers the both of you easily. But experience still wins. Now, you gonna get serious about your training, girl? If so, then you'd better hope you haven't irritated these boys too much already, 'cause they're going to be the ones training you until I decide you're good enough. Now, I've got things to do, so you all get acquainted and all that." Lorag ordered, not waiting long before turning to leave.

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Ahnasha hummed to herself a moment. She did give a few seconds of genuine consideration to Fendros' suggestion, but those thoughts were quickly overcome by the doubts she had spent years collecting. "Well...a lot of crying. Probably a lot of yelling and panicking over how to save my soul. Mostly from my parents. My brother would probably just slink away and try not to get too involved. I really don't know what he would think. I know he isn't as pious as my parents...though I [i]do[/i] think he still believes, just less intensely."

"We should probably just...focus on the fact that we're all okay. They don't have to know that Rossarm left with us. I'm pretty sure their business deal is done, and I doubt they're going to want to see him again. I'm just going to tell them that there is a good reason we didn't want them to have to meet him, and that the rest of your family was still glad to have met them. If they ask about why you didn't panic, and how you stayed calm...we can just give an excuse or something. We could say that you've been training with the city guard back home and are part of a volunteer militia. For if the city is attacked, or something like that. That sounds reasonable, right?" Ahnasha asked, slowly reaching out her hand across the table towards Fendros.