Hoshor Plains Glide

too lazy to do translations :P

Nevakko's blood in Vitihi was more than clear. The way she spoke, so gently with carefully selected words, that was what had made the elder the great man he was. Rakharo hoped that somewhere between Rhaesh Dahaan and Hoshor Plains, he still moved towards their new home. It would be a shame losing sich a wise Fozak.

"I hope they make it." The khal said truthfully, looking at Vitihi's bright eyes. "I was expecting the Dosh Khaleen to put their faith on us, but only Laqikki dared move away from Kraza Dothar." Rakharo explained, he had expected at leas Awazzi to come along, ,her being the one to tell Rakharo where to look for his destiny, but only laqikki had been bold enough to cross the mountains in search of Rakharo.

"Are you well enough to meet her now?" Vitihi's appearance, aside from attractive, pointed out that she had done well enough in her journey to the promised land, but Rakharo couldn't help feeling concerned about her health. He knew that the way there was a long one, and food was scarce at its best.