Siruc, Western Elazig District, Hazlan
May 12th, 761, 8:45 PM; Day 56 of the Menetnashte Expedition
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"Right.... dead people, why does this fail to surprise me? Still, not our dead people." Samael asked irreverently, nudging his horse around the crowd. "Come on, Basler's estate is only about a half hour down the road on a horse, let's go."
You had gone about halfway down the street when suddenly, a woman in ragged clothing burst from the door of one of the shabby huts along the street, wailing and weeping in grief. Her hair was lopsided, as though a lock of hair had recently been shorn, and she threw herself into the road, moaning in Vaasi.
[Vaasi]
"Mehmun.... please, come back.... I won't ever again.... please... Mehmun...." The woman prostrated herself in the dirt road as another Rashemani came quickly outside.
"Come, come, Salime, it will be better, he is gone, and we shall get those accursed child-thieves." The man took the woman into his arms.
"Mehmun will be avenged."
He looked up at the crowd. "Many pardons, good-sirs..." He spoke in excruciatingly formal Mordentish. "But she is newly childless, and it grieves her. Pray, do not take offense."
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