Herbalists' Cache War drum

she was his slave, the moongirl. but now she stood at his side, placed her voice before him.

the single eye studied nutuyikruk.

"my wife is a traitor. she will bring teeth to saatsine. to me. sun clan not fight." a grim grin. "yet."

some paces in silence. "she mock. but my children? safe." the lanzadoii man grunted now.

"so. you done being captive? finish? and she, dead when i find."