That voice...Aren has a destination in mind, but she stops short upon turning and staring at Kain, dumbfounded. The human she'd met earlier, the one who'd helped her fight the ogre. What was he doing here?
Then his words sunk in, and she shakes her head. "Hah. The only thing that'd bring down would be a beating from the guards. And they'd get away with it, too. They have castes, I -we- don't. We're not people to them--"
"Aren, there you are!" Another branded dwarf strides up, and she turns to glance over to her friend, Leske. "You'd better get home. Your mother's at it again, and even Rica can't mellow her out."
"...joy." She rubs her forehead, entirely unenthusiastic.
"And find me after. Beraht has another job for us." He strides away, likewise taking care to steer clear of the guards.
"Fuck this, I'm not dealing with her shit again--" Aren strides the way she came, only to find that no matter where she turns, the path leads her in the same direction. Toward 'home'.
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Then his words sunk in, and she shakes her head. "Hah. The only thing that'd bring down would be a beating from the guards. And they'd get away with it, too. They have castes, I -we- don't. We're not people to them--"
"Aren, there you are!" Another branded dwarf strides up, and she turns to glance over to her friend, Leske. "You'd better get home. Your mother's at it again, and even Rica can't mellow her out."
"...joy." She rubs her forehead, entirely unenthusiastic.
"And find me after. Beraht has another job for us." He strides away, likewise taking care to steer clear of the guards.
"Fuck this, I'm not dealing with her shit again--" Aren strides the way she came, only to find that no matter where she turns, the path leads her in the same direction. Toward 'home'.