Sun Mote Copse kyrie, fons bonitatis

ragna. eshamun committed it to memory and looked upon the face of the fierce pearl, impressed by her titles. if she so chose, she would make a powerful warrior of the malkaria indeed. their steps melded and moved aside, only to return to one another, and at length eshamun turned to look upon her companion, somewhat dazzled by the other's strong beauty. "i am eshamun, ekar-aji. i lead the group here in the copse. we worship molech, and it is by the god's hand that we have been granted this land."

"we are also a land of women. our men protect the young; we go forth to protect our borders and defend against invasion. men have ... a lower place here, but they are well-tended by the women of the malkaria."