It's a beautiful thing

Swentzle Byström · 12-12-2011, 07:45 PM

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Swentzle paused in his chanting at the question, going over what little information he did have, and then frowned thoughtfully, leaning against his staff and gazing into the fire. "From what I gather, they are non-violent, and do everything that needs to be done in order to uphold those views." Which was no less than what he'd expect, of course; those who intended to do harm--those who did harm--had to be met with the same ferocity that drove them, or they would never learn. Had the raiders not surprised his village, they might have suffered a great punishment at the hands of their leaders, rather than simply being run off; but the fact of the matter was, the Shikobans had other things on their mind at that time. Swentzle shifted to turn his ribs over on the fire, inhaling the sweet, chile-cinnamon scent, and then sighed, taking them off and enjoying his own meal with quiet dignity.

After a moment's pause, he continued quietly, staring into space with an odd look about his face. "I was told they were family-oriented. It would be a good place to...raise my daughter." The last he said almost under his breath, and his voice was briefly pained, as he thought about how stupid he had been to abandon them. If only he could see Anzhela and Shevon now; he would have loved to hold his darling girl.

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