Wapun Meadow Running away will never make you free

Zoratto did not expect to get much sympathy from this warrior, to be sure. While his own khalas did not raid and kill like the others around them, he still knew what being a warrior entailed. Zoratto frowned slightly at the man's disinterested tone. He was not stupid. Vucoti batobot.

The little Rakh tried to get some kind of compassion from the warrior. Tried, was the key word. He was merely speculating. Shar sjek creol sthyr raped ir di dout vraktor, sjek wux tepohada tikil, usv dout isthasyi vur myvishi, ornla ti wux tuor ekess itrewic narhethi?