Herbalists' Cache War drum

Rubs hands together

@Kusax̱asaa

Injured. Betrayed. Abandoned. 

And as his slave, she was one of the ones who remained. Unmoved, quiet, unspeaking for many days as many of foreign women did. Some would say she was learning how to be one. 

The girl approached steadily and sat by the chieftain.

She decided he was handsome.

"Many seethe to speak your name and yet you still stand. So, what will you do now, chieftain?"