With excerpts by Allarah's Player
A tall, hunched figure entered from the back room. He leaned on a golden staff, age in his fur and intellect in his eyes. He was a Shejlt, and by his garb a deeply religious one.
"Are you Rajhska?" [Savanu] asked.
"Yes, I am. Why does that matter now?" Tskhan Sik’kmuth answered.
"Rajhska to Rajhska, it always matters," he said, bowing his head in respect. "Forgive me my curiosity, but I always suspected that if there were other Shejlt amonst the stars that Rajhska would remain strong through the ages."
"I can vouch for its strength. I've met many Rajhska in my travels, as I'm sure you also have Tshkan." Allarah said. "Though I can't say I've met many as diligent as you in practice. I may be able to guess the answer, but why didn't you leave when the settlement was moved beyond the gates of Vien? Was it simply to care for Bastet's church, or was there something else stopping you? Aid was sent... wasn't it?" Her smile was replaced by a troubled stare.
Savanu's smile faded as the topic shifted from the long-lived nature of Rajhska to that line of questioning. He shook his head. "Why would Karim care for Dessir? No, the gates of Vien were locked against us long ago, early into the fall of Saumai and her moons. The only aid came from the towns to the north, but that was short lived. I've heard nothing from them in a long time." He shifted his weight and grunted. "I am the priest of this town. I will maintain it until my death."
"Yes, I am. Why does that matter now?" Tskhan Sik’kmuth answered.
"Rajhska to Rajhska, it always matters," he said, bowing his head in respect. "Forgive me my curiosity, but I always suspected that if there were other Shejlt amonst the stars that Rajhska would remain strong through the ages."
"I can vouch for its strength. I've met many Rajhska in my travels, as I'm sure you also have Tshkan." Allarah said. "Though I can't say I've met many as diligent as you in practice. I may be able to guess the answer, but why didn't you leave when the settlement was moved beyond the gates of Vien? Was it simply to care for Bastet's church, or was there something else stopping you? Aid was sent... wasn't it?" Her smile was replaced by a troubled stare.
Savanu's smile faded as the topic shifted from the long-lived nature of Rajhska to that line of questioning. He shook his head. "Why would Karim care for Dessir? No, the gates of Vien were locked against us long ago, early into the fall of Saumai and her moons. The only aid came from the towns to the north, but that was short lived. I've heard nothing from them in a long time." He shifted his weight and grunted. "I am the priest of this town. I will maintain it until my death."
—B1CH6
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