Sun Mote Copse Can you feel the Schadenfreude?

last post from me!

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she listened to him speak, but eshamun had already decided her mind. he was a hale beast with a knowledge of herbs that could perhaps be of use to them in the months to come. "i shall accept you as our second katimir. ar-khalba is the only other man that resides here."
a wry smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. "bastian. doktor," she amended, turning the word on her tongue. it was heavy and unfamiliar, but eshamun decided she would come to like it all the same. "there is a sweetness to your rank, all the same. you may be chosen to father children, or for pleasure, as we decide." here she fixed him with a cool green glance, one that burned teasingly for a moment. "perhaps even i shall choose you."
the moment passed; eshamun lifted her chin. "welcome to the malkaria. perhaps you could persuade giana or asherah to show you into the territory's heart." with that, the ekar-aji gave the three wolves a gentle smile, then turned to move away at a slow clip.[/tr][/td][/table]