Rising Sun Valley There is no word for "thank you" in Doth...

indentThe golden rays of sunset infiltrating through the thick canopy were another reminder of the golden land Rakharo and his Khalas had abandoned. It was painful knowing that, in the event of failing to find the right place to settle, it would be him who should be blamed. He had been the only one to make the decision of looking for a new home, he had been the crazy one that decided Rhaesh Dahaan wasn't the only place with Bison. That seemed a stupid thing to think now, there were no Bison here, it was clear, and he could only hope for the land to not end as long as the Bison were still ahead of them.

indentLavakho was loyal, but even though he spoke with good intentions, he wasn't being helpful. His attempt of supporting Rakharo had only earned him a disappointed chug, "Coi jahus vi baclax jaseveir Rhaesh Dahaan." the Khal admitted, a thing he would only do in presence of Lavakho, he could be seen as weak if he did with anyone else. "Si tepoha coanwor claxir udoka ekess hesi hexlith shio nomeno tairais."