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Neercana-Rei shook her head. "No, I have been to the festival many times before, and I need to keep my shop open. I always receive an increase in business when the festival is on. I hope you enjoy yourself, though. I remember I loved it the first time I experienced it as a hatchling."

With Ahnasha finally ready and at least a few of them eager to see the festival, the group bid Neercana-Rei farewell and left in the direction of the district where the festival was primarily being held. Ahnasha broke off from the rest of the group to return her old dress to her room, while the rest continued on. Once again, the streets became more crowded as they neared the festival. The music and pleasurable scents in the air grew stronger, and the decorations lining the street became more elaborate. This time, when they entered the large, open square where the crowd was congregating, they got a much better look at the events that were taking place. In the very center of the square were the musicians playing Argonian styled music, surrounded by finely dressed and beautiful dancers of several races. Similar to an outdoor market, there were stalls in another part of the square selling all sorts of goods, both local and exotic. Other parts of the square held shows, such as the troupe of Khajiit acrobats they saw earlier, and an Altmer demonstrating his magical prowess. Others had set up stalls with various games they had designed in which those attending the festival could actually participate. Overall, there was a lot to do, and they could begin anywhere, if they wanted to remain in a single group at all. After all, what appealed to one of them might not appeal to the rest.
Ahnasha woke up with a heavy yawn, and only just managed to hear what Fendros said. She was still obviously tired, but hopefully after she woke up a bit more, she would feel better. She slowly sat up on the bed and ran her hands down her face, giving another yawn. "Alright, let me get into that dress." Once she got up, got dressed, and started to move around, she started to feel more alert, so she headed downstairs with Fendros to join the others.

After they all met up in the inn's main room, the group left the inn and returned to the Loom and Lapis. When they entered the store, they saw that Neercana-Rei was currently dealing with an Altmer couple who seemed to be browsing jewelry, so they found an empty spot in the store in which to wait while she saw to the needs of her customers. For a moment, Ahnasha worried that she had been too busy with customers to finish the alterations on her dress, but after the two Altmer made their purchase, she returned behind her counter and motioned for Ahnasha to approach.

Neercana-Rei checked her logbook a moment, then looked back up to Ahnasha. "Welcome back, Ahnasha. I finished the alterations on your dress, and you're all paid up, so let me get it for you, and you'll be good to go." Neer said before walking over to a shelf on her side of the counter and retrieving the dress. "Here you go." Neer said, handing her the neatly folded garment. "Have a pleasant day, and thank you for your business."

Ahnasha thanked Neer, then used the changing room to change out of her old dress and into the new. She emerged with the old dress draped over her arm, wishing she could just be rid of the thing. Unfortunately, with how worn it was, it likely wouldn't even be useful for materials. "I need to drop this old dress off by the inn, but I'll meet you at the festival." She said as she approached the others.
Lorag held up his hand and tried to give a reassuring look. "It's just...strong, alright. Don't...don't drink it all. I'm serious." He said. Coming from Lorag, that was not a warning to be taken lightly.

Over the course of a few hours, Rukeewei gave all the important information he could think of about the city. He explained all about local factions and groups, such as the Meetraxil-Ei-Mnett, which sort of served like the local equivalent of a mage's guild. He explained some of the laws and customs that most outsiders were unaware of, as well as how the local branch of the An-Xileel ran the city. Additionally, he gave recommendations of local shopkeepers and other people that she might be able to get along with, as well as elements of the city she should avoid. In particular, he warned her of which people he knew of that were likely involved in criminal organizations. Once he was finished with everything he could think of, he continued to answer her questions.

After a few hours, Rukeewei had pretty much exhausted all of Ariel's questions, and his attention turned to someone new who entered the inn. He was a pink scaled Argonian male with orange feathers and no horns, apart from a few along his jaw on each side. "Ah, there's my brother. He's going to take over for me now, so I think I'm going to head over to the festival. You should go and see it for yourself if you get a chance." Rukeewei said before bidding her farewell and allowing his brother to take his place behind the bar. He had the same friendly demeanor, but as Rukeewei had explained during his overview of the city, his brother would not be too keen on conversation unless Rukeewei directly introduced them himself. Even then, he was rather shy.

Meesei looked over to the stairway leading up to their rooms, wondering if enough time had passed that she should wake Ahnasha to go get her dress. It had been a few hours, so the alterations should have been finished. She had finished off both Janius and Lorag's drinks when they decided they had enough, but she was still quite sober. After what happened last time she drank, she had no intention of overdoing it.
I need to go to bed, but I'll try to make at least a short post first. I'll probably make that timeskip.
Ah, thank you. I'll make sure to write it down.
Do you remember the name of Lorag's Khajiit commander in the Legion. Or where I had him talking about it? I would like to have that name for future reference.
Lorag had a sort of glaze over his eyes and seemed to be having a hard time concentrating. but he heard Janius' question. "Well, uh, my father was a former soldier...and a blacksmith. My mother...was the toughest woman to ever lead the Cheydinhal...the Cheydinhal fighter's guild. I'll give ya two...or three guess on how I got raised. Basic training in the Legion was like...something really easy. My commander made up for that, though. He'd have gotten along with my parents."

Looking down at his mug, Lorag stared at the small amount of alcohol remaining. It was amazingly strong, to the point that even he recognized its potency. He loved it, but...it's effects were not like anything he had before. After an awkward amount of time staring at his mug, he pushed it aside. "I think...I think I'm done drinking."

Meesei's eyes widened in genuine disbelief. She glanced over to Janius, then back to Lorag. "What?"
I think I'll have Rukeewei give that explanation over a timeskip, after the conversation between Meesei and Janius.
Ahnasha yawned once more, then turned on her side, put her arm around his waist, and rested her head against his chest. Laying down for a few minutes had made her realize how tired she was, so she reasoned that a nap would probably be a good idea. "I think...a bit of sleep would do me some good. I look forward to after this pregnancy when my body is back to normal, but until then, I think I might have to start taking a few extra naps during the day." She said, breathing out a deep breath and relaxing in Fendros presence. She was silent for a few moments before adding one last thing. "You better not make any cat jokes out of it."
Meesei wasn't at all surprised with Janius' story. He had shared enough similar ones that she had come to expect the kinds of exploits he had back in the Imperial City. She had not shared any of her...similar stories, though she seemed to have far fewer than he did. Most of the embarrassing things that happened to her were far more innocent. Mostly. "Remember, my father was the Treeminder of the village, trained from hatching not only to be a powerful mage, but to be wise as well. But...I didn't say he never yelled at me, never became angry. He did not punish me for accidents, but if I willfully did something wrong, then he made it abundantly clear. His punishments were always different, creative, and certainly...undesirable. There were a few times where I did something wrong without his knowledge, but the fear of him finding out punished me just as badly as if he would have known about it."
Ahnasha shook her head. "Not really. I never questioned the legitimacy of him being my father. No, I was too preoccupied being upset with my parents over other things. I was the only Khajiit I knew of without a Khajiit father, so I suppose if I would have been thinking about it too much, I might have come to that conclusion. I really wouldn't have known if it was actually possible. Of course, now I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that it is." Ahnasha said, stretching her arms above her head and letting out a yawn.
Rukeewei smiled. "I'm glad to help. It's fortunate you came here during my shift instead of my brother's. He probably would have been too shy to talk to you about anything except business. That's probably why his wife sent you to me, instead of him. At any rate, do you have any specific questions about the city, or should I just start with the overview? I can tell you who to talk to...and who to avoid. There are a few of those."

Meesei gave a chuckle. "Well, first he put out the fires. That took precedence over pretty much anything else at first. Then, he turned all of my lessons for the next week into safety lessons. He was not a vindictive man, so his response to any accidents I had was always to teach me how not to make the same mistakes again. Given how well-respected and important he was, no one ever questioned him. I could tell some people were upset with me, but they never said anything."
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